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Lu Yan looked at her daughter seriously, "With such a close relationship, don't tell me you're just friends!"
Seeing her daughter about to argue, she used her authority as a mother to glare at her and continued, "Your father and I also fell in love freely. Don't think you can hide this from me!"
Ding Zhengnan stiffened her neck, staring at the ceiling and refusing to meet her mother's gaze.
Lu Yan continued, "Ding Zhengnan, let me ask you, has your relationship always been like this, without any progression?"
Ding Zhengnan nodded slightly, agreeing with her mother's perspective.
"I just can't stand him. He lacks the courage to accept your feelings but is using your affection. Although it's clear he doesn't realize it, since he's acting this way, I just don't like him!"
Lu Yan said with some disdain, "People who play ambiguous games are either bad and deceitful or foolish and lacking emotional intelligence. I don't recommend you continue associating with either type. The former can easily get hurt, while the latter is just too exhausting!"
"Mom, he's not as bad as you think..." Ding Zhengnan weakly tried to persuade her mother, recalling the moments spent with Jiang Yizhou and defending him.
After understanding her daughter's situation, Lu Yan no longer felt the initial lightheartedness. With no one else around, she spoke bluntly.
"Then he's foolish. You either force him to make a choice and wake him from his daydream or keep your distance from him. Don't date someone like that! You're already a college graduate; I don't oppose you finding someone, but someone like him..."
Lu Yan seemed to choke up at this point, as if recalling painful memories. She took a deep breath and looked at her daughter who was lost in thought.
"Why don't you share your experiences with him? I can give you some advice. Our family isn't short on money, and you're my only daughter; of course, I want you to be happy. Have I ever pressured you? Have I arranged any blind dates for you?"
Lu Yan gently coaxed, softening her daughter's defenses as she continued, "No? Mom just wants to help you avoid getting hurt!"
Ding Zhengnan felt somewhat moved. "Well then, I'll share everything with you, but please don't laugh at me!"
"Definitely not laughing, I've had my share of youthful experiences too, Ding Zhengnan!"
...
Jiang Yizhou was still unaware, feeling as if someone had seen through him, as that girl recounted their experiences together in detail to a third party, even though that third party was her mother.
To be honest, he didn't even know what his views on love were, because he had never been in a relationship.
The boldest thing he had done was write an anonymous letter during his youthful days and slip it into the desk of the person he had a crush on, using printed paper to cut out letters and sticking them one by one.
In the end, he never dared to admit that the letter thrown into the trash, which a group of bored guys opened and read, was his. To eliminate his suspicion, he even mingled with that group of bored guys...
Since then, he had no thoughts of dating again. Even if he felt a little moved, it was just that—nothing more.
"It seems I really did go a bit too far! Asking her to invest so much money in my career; I wouldn't dare do that myself!" Based on the principle of empathy, Jiang Yizhou suddenly felt that Ding Zhengnan's mother was justified in her actions.
The only thing unreasonable might be himself, this reckless guy. In an era where the average monthly income was only a few hundred yuan, how could one rashly borrow tens of thousands or even more? Anyone willing to lend such money must truly care for him and be someone worth cherishing for a lifetime.
Parents could be considered in this regard, but unfortunately they had no money; Uncle could be counted as half a person; he should care more about his happiness in the latter half of his life; and then there was Ding Zhengnan, who might be a bit naive and unaware of the complexities of life. After maturing, who knows if she would still lend him money? But for now, she counted as one.
Jiang Yizhou did not go home but headed straight to the nearby Ditan Park. Ditan was a rare quiet place with low entrance fees and a peaceful corner where flocks of pigeons occasionally lingered and landed.
He enjoyed buying a bag of pigeon feed and sitting on a bench by the large open space for pigeons to land, sitting there for an entire afternoon feeding them.
Things are rarely so smooth. Having experienced so much in his past life, he felt that money was somewhat important, but it was merely about pursuing financial freedom. Being able to maintain hope for life while suffering from a terminal illness—shouldn't that count as financial freedom?
He had never tried it. In his previous life, his parents worked too hard and constantly suffered from ailments, but they never fell seriously ill. As for establishing a family and career, he couldn't even afford the down payment, let alone discuss it further.
What did he really want to do? Jiang Yizhou was probably feeling a bit confused after a series of setbacks. Squatting in an open space, he scattered some pigeon feed in his palm and waited for She Approached Cautiously. The pigeons, which were not particularly shy, slowly walked up to him and pecked at the food in his hand.
In the tranquil Ditan, aside from the occasional sound of maintenance work, there was the distant noise carried by the wind, combined with other equally quiet visitors. Everything was immersed in this serenity, as if afraid that speaking would disturb something.
After changing positions several times, the pigeons that came to peck at the food were replaced one after another. A bag of pigeon feed could only last so long before it was empty. Jiang Yizhou crumpled the bag and stuffed it into his pocket. He stood up, stretched his sore body, brushed off the remnants from his palm, and quietly left Ditan, taking a bus back home.
He really was quite an ordinary person! Jiang Yizhou opened the notes he had been writing about future memories. Upon careful reflection, he realized there weren't many things he could truly accomplish on his own.
In his previous life, aside from studying—specifically before university—he considered himself somewhat skilled or perhaps just diligent for exams; beyond that, he had no outstanding qualities.
Although since arriving in this era he had been enriching himself with direction and plans, he had never practiced anything on his own. He couldn't engage in businesses without capital; those relied either on personal connections and courage or on networking—none of which were his strengths.
Calculating the resources at hand: a little over ten thousand in savings and a computer with the latest specifications. Perhaps he could manage to buy two average computers for now; everything else could be cobbled together. Even using a learning machine as a substitute wouldn't be out of the question. The goal was to set up this framework first; as long as there were students and profits, most of these could be gradually added later, just like Brother Sun.
Also, he could sell the Pig Card now; it had risen to nearly seven hundred yuan, which was one-third of its historical peak. If he needed money urgently, using it to set up a Training Class wouldn't be impossible. That's how it would be decided.
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