novelraw Chapter 067 Packaging Memories
Chapter 067 Packaging Memories
Day three.
The sky over City A remained overcast, as if it might collapse at any moment.
The apartment was eerily quiet.
The air that once made Wen Ning feel warm and even a little sweet has now become thin and cold.
Jiang Ci hasn't returned for three days.
Only Zhang Annian occasionally sent one or two hurried messages: [Still under repair], [Brother Ci hasn't slept for two days], [Sister-in-law, don't worry, we can hold on].
Wen Ning did not reply.
She sat on the living room carpet and looked around.
This home.
Everywhere you look, you can see traces of their lives.
The pair of couple mugs with cartoon patterns on the coffee table.
He had specially changed the down cushion on the sofa to make her more comfortable.
There was also a thriving Monstera deliciosa in the corner, its leaves still bearing the water droplets she had sprayed the day before yesterday.
Every corner is filled with the words "Jiang Ci loves Wen Ning".
"call……"
Wen Ning exhaled a breath of stale air.
She stood up and pulled out the long-dusty suitcase from the depths of the dressing room.
That was the suitcase she brought when she first moved in.
24 inches.
Not big.
Her heart was filled with joy and anticipation at that moment.
Now, it's time to pack away her departing love.
"Sizzle—"
The sound of the zipper being pulled open was particularly jarring in the empty room.
Wen Ning began packing her things.
The wardrobe is full of this season's new haute couture designs.
All of these were sent by Jiang Ci.
Those expensive cashmere coats, silk dresses, and that white gown prepared for the annual party.
She didn't touch a single item.
She only took a few old sweatshirts and jeans that she had brought with her.
Fold it neatly and put it at the bottom of the box.
then.
She walked to the bedside table.
There was an exquisite jewelry box there.
Wen Ning opened it.
First floor.
It is a ruby necklace.
That was their first date, and he bought an "astronomical" gift with that ordinary debit card.
It was as red as blood.
He once wore it around her neck, fastened it himself, and gently praised it as "very beautiful."
Wen Ning's fingers traced the cool gemstone.
My eyes welled up with tears.
She took it out and carefully put it back into the original velvet box.
The second layer.
It is a jade bracelet that is entirely emerald green.
It was on New Year's Eve, and Jiang's mother took it off her wrist and gave it to her.
It represents the Jiang family's approval, and it represents that warm and lively New Year's Eve dinner.
Wen Ning took it off as well.
It was placed together with the necklace.
The third layer.
It was a black bank card.
That was Jiang Ci's entire fortune.
He said, "The password is your birthday."
He said, "The Jiang family can afford to support you."
Wen Ning picked up the card.
The card is very light.
But it was so heavy that she could barely hold it.
She turned around and neatly arranged each item on the bedside table in a prominent position.
next to.
And there was that old man's red envelope, as thick as a brick.
The seal hasn't been broken.
All valuables.
All the proof of "pampering".
It's all here.
Wen Ning looked at this pile of priceless items.
I feel empty inside.
She can't take anything with her.
You can't take it with you.
"What else should I bring?"
Wen Ning looked at the suitcase that was half-empty.
Her gaze wandered around the room.
Finally, it landed on the clothes hanger.
There was a men's black windbreaker hanging there.
It's not a designer brand, and it's even a bit old, with slight wear on the cuffs.
That was the one Jiang Ci often wore during his sophomore year of college.
It was on that stormy night that he took off the coat and wrapped it around her, saving her from the cold.
Wen Ning walked over.
She buried her face in her clothes and took a deep breath.
It doesn't have an expensive perfume scent.
There is only a faint scent of laundry detergent, mixed with a subtle hint of mint.
That's the taste of Jiang Ci.
It's the taste that belongs exclusively to that poor, proud boy who gave his life for her.
Wen Ning took off the windbreaker.
He held it in his arms.
It was like clinging to a last straw.
"This one... is mine."
She murmured to herself.
"Consider it... a souvenir."
She folded the windbreaker and put it on top of the box.
then.
She pulled a slightly yellowed photo from a hidden compartment in her wallet.
That was a candid photo.
The background is the library of University A.
Sunlight streamed through the window, falling on the boy's profile.
He wore silver-rimmed glasses, looked down at a book, had long eyelashes, and a cool and focused expression.
That photo was taken when she first entered university.
At that time, she didn't know him, and she didn't have a system.
Just one glance.
I've been interested in it for a long time.
Wen Ning gently stroked the person in the photo with her fingertips.
Tears finally streamed down my face.
It landed on a corner of the photo.
"sorry."
She pinned the photo to her chest.
"I'm only taking this."
"As for the rest..."
She glanced at the jewelry and cards on the bedside table.
"I'm giving it all back to you."
"Come clean and pure, leave clean and pure."
Only in this way.
When you hate me in the future, when you think I'm a vain and wicked woman.
Seeing these things.
Would you...
Is there ever a moment of doubt?
Do you doubt that I... once truly loved you?
This was the only selfish thought she had left.
It was also the last bit of dignity she left him.
"Click".
The suitcase is closed.
Wen Ning sat on the box.
Look around.
This is the "cocoon" that he personally transformed.
The carpet was soft, the table corners were rounded, and the water was very hot.
Everywhere he looked, he showed his care for her.
But now.
The place is deserted.
Wen Ning hugged her knees and buried her face in her arms.
In this house filled with memories.
Weeping silently.
Bye now.
My boy.