Not just hugging.
The man opened his mouth wide, with one hand on the girl's waist and the other on her back.
Due to too much force, the girl leaned forward, almost clinging to his arms.
The two seemed to have just separated, Xie Dingyuan's eyes were gloomy and his breathing was panting; Jiang Fuyue's lips were bright and her cheeks were flushed.
It is clear at a glance what has been done.
"… you?"
For a moment, Zhong Ziang felt that he hadn't woken up yet, and what he saw was just a dream.
But one second, two seconds...
As time went by, he did not wake up, and the "dream" did not dissipate.
So, everything is true.
At this moment, the girl he likes is held in his arms by his own uncle, touching and kissing her.
There was still a smile on the corners of their mouths that hadn't faded.
Zhong Ziang had never seen his uncle get involved with a woman, but the first time he saw him, he put the girl he liked into it.
His eyes became hot, and the tip of his nose turned sour, "Are you... are you in a relationship?"
The boy's eyes were broken, his face was pale, and every word he uttered was full of grievances.
Jiang Fuyue looked at her nephew and uncle, and calmly withdrew from Xie Dingyuan's arms: "Didn't you tell him?"
"It's too late to say..." It was smashed.
Xie Dingyuan had imagined the worst scenario, and now it has happened.
His eyes moved slightly, and he looked up at Zhong Ziang: "Yes, we are together."
"I wanted to tell you the day you came back, but you left too quickly..."
Zhong Ziang trembled all over, but his tone was unusually calm: "When did it start?"
Xie Dingyuan: "... the day I came back from F continent."
So, Jiang Fuyue chose his uncle after rejecting him, Yi Ci, and Ling Xuan? !
Why
There was emptiness in the boy's eyes.
Is he bad
Xie Dingyuan stepped forward: "Zi'ang, let's go to the study and talk alone."
"No need!" The young man suddenly raised his voice, his eyes suddenly became sharp, his expression changed from shock to fierceness, but he couldn't hide his deep injury, "There's nothing to talk about, losing is losing! You don't need to comfort me!"
After finishing speaking, he turned and ran out of the house.
Xie Dingyuan frowned fiercely, and he took out his mobile phone: "Yiming, send someone to follow Zhong Ziang... don't bring him back, just make sure he's safe..."
Zhong Ziang ran out of the community and stopped a taxi.
Driver: "Where are you going?"
He covered his eyes, his voice choked up: "...whatever."
The driver glanced at him through the mirror, well, he was another young man who had lost his love.
Now these children, at their best age, don't want to work hard, but instead indulge in love and talk. Sure enough, they still eat too much and have not experienced real suffering...
The driver drove him to the edge of the river for a couple of laps. It is said that looking at the sea after falling in love will make you feel better.
There is no sea in Linhuai, but there is a river.
Anyway, it's all water, so the effect should be similar, right
On the third lap, the driver couldn't help asking: "Little handsome guy, the meter has jumped to 300, do you have enough money?"
Zhong Ziang immediately took out his mobile phone: "Master, I don't lack anything—"
Well!
A "money" word stuck in his throat, he was stupid.
There are no trouser pockets on both sides!
After digging out again, he found about 300 yuan, which was the deposit refunded by the previous Internet cafe owner.
Two minutes later, Zhong Ziang got off the car.
Three hundred yuan was given to the driver, and twenty-three yuan was left in the end, which was all his current possessions.
Going straight along Binjiang Road, the river breeze is gentle, bringing a bit of coolness to midsummer.
The street lamps illuminated the entire road very brightly, driving back and forth, making out the sound of hunting wind.
I don't know how long I walked, and I don't know which direction to go. When Zhong Ziang reacted, he was already standing at the door of the Internet cafe.
Originally, he was the one who greeted the boss first, saying that he wanted to reserve the venue, and even paid the deposit, but in the end the boss lent the venue to his good buddy, and even paid him three times the deposit.
It's like he was the first to meet Jiang Fuyue, and he was the first to express his heart, but in the end she chose Xie Dingyuan.
Zhong Ziang suddenly felt like a bereaved dog, who couldn't catch up with the venues, and couldn't catch up with girls.
In the end it all belonged to someone else.
He tightened his mouth, squatted in the corner, and looked down at the floor.
More like a dog now.
The owner of the Internet cafe came out to buy cigarettes wearing slippers and big underpants. Suddenly he stopped, turned around and walked towards the corner.
"... Young Master Zhong?"
Zhong Ziang ignored him and moved inside, trying to stay away from him.
The boss couldn't help laughing: "It's really you! I'm sorry about today's incident. I have to give face to my good brothers who have carried guns together before!"
Unexpectedly, Zhong Ziang, who was silent and dejected by himself, stood up suddenly: "You can just say sorry? I came first! Do you know what is first come, first served?! What is integrity management?! You think I lost Is it a charter?"
Boss: "...that's not it?" What else is there to lose
Zhong Ziang was heartbroken: "What I lost was love—"
The boss tried his best to resist the urge to shake goosebumps, and asked tentatively, "You, you won't be broken in love, right?"
Just a few hours
Zhong Ziang suddenly looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and frowned on the spot: "You just lost love! Your whole family has lost love!"
boss:"… "
"I've never fucking been in love!"
Jiang Fuyue never accepted his confession.
It's always been him who is being self-indulgent and deceiving himself!
The boss looked sympathetic: "You look miserable, why don't you come in and have a seat?"
Zhong Ziang snorted coldly: "Didn't the venue be lent to your buddy?"
"Then I'm still the boss, just for fun."
"… I have no money."
"Don't worry, I won't charge you money."
"That's about the same." Zhong Ziang passed him and walked in.
boss:"… "
"Oh, by the way, are you going to the commissary to buy cigarettes?"
"so?"
"Bring me two boxes of instant noodles." He rubbed his belly, he hadn't eaten dinner yet.
Boss: "Aren't you short of money?"
Zhong Ziang said confidently, "Please invite me!"
"… "Grass.
In the end, the boss really brought back two barrels of instant noodles with different flavors, one old sauerkraut, one braised beef, two grilled sausages and a pack of spicy strips.
Zhong Ziang sat in the private room specially vacated for him. The three computers in front of him were turned on, and the screens displayed different game pages. "Where is the boiling water? How can I make noodles without water?"
"Hey... I kindly took you in, do you really think of yourself as your ancestor?!"
"Didn't you invite me in?"
boss:"?"
"If you hadn't messed with me, would I have been able to run home? If I didn't go home, I would have smashed... ahem... that kind of thing? If I didn't crash that kind of thing, I could have run out, and I forgot my wallet and mobile phone? so-"
Zhong Ziang said loudly, "It's all your fault! You are responsible for what happened to me now!"
Boss: "?" Today I really hit a ghost!
"Hot water, right? OK, wait!"
"Hot water is not enough. Boiled water is needed to soak the noodles well."
"..." Day Oh.
Ten minutes later, Zhong Ziang managed to eat the instant noodles, with a fork in one hand and sausage in the other, and he couldn't help eating.
After finishing the old sauerkraut, followed by the braised beef, until the end: "Hi~ I'm full."
The boss was wearing a pair of big pants and looked at him with a sneer.
Zhong Ziang: "Is there any dental floss?"
boss:"… "
Zhong Ziang: "If you don't have one, a toothpick will do. Get one for me."
"..."
After picking his teeth, Zhong Ziang instructed him to throw away the box of instant noodles: "The smell is too strong, which is not conducive to keeping the air fresh."
The boss lost his temper, and when he came back after throwing out the trash, seeing Zhong Ziang was about to speak again, he quickly stopped him: "Stop it! Grandfather!"
The boy rolled his eyes, "Look, you're so cowardly, come here, let's play a couple of games together."
Boss: "Don't play, I have to watch the shop."
"Is it fake? I've already rented out the venue. Let's see a stupid shop! Come here, sit down, log in to your account, you have to play if you want to play, and you have to play with me if you don't play!"
The boss gritted his teeth: "...you will be miserable on your own!"
"Fart—you're the one who caused me such misery!"
"..." The handsome guy was speechless.
The boss had no choice but to sit down and accompany him to fight. During the period, Zhong Ziang felt as if he had been beaten with chicken blood. When he caught someone, he started beating him, and even shot him in the head. It was very bloody!
"No... we don't have a car, let's go together as an alliance! Why are you killing people?"
Zhong Ziang sneered and added contempt: "Master, do you need an alliance? If you want a car, just grab it."
Boss: "..." You are awesome!
After playing two games, I ate all of them. When I was about to open the third game, the receptionist came and knocked on the door: "Boss, Brother Song is calling you!"
Zhong Ziang: "Who is Brother Song?"
"My buddy," after finishing speaking, he put away the mouse, got up and walked out: "You play first, I'll go out for a while."
Zhong Ziang stared at the screen, operated like a tiger, and successfully harvested a large number of heads, "Go away."
"Hey, you young master ancestor..." The boss walked away in a hurry.
For a while, only the sound of keyboard and mouse remained in the private room.
Zhong Ziang clenched his cheeks tightly, staring at the computer, knocking harder and louder, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and dropped the mouse, stood up suddenly, kicked the chair over, and screamed—
"I'll fuck you!"
Sometimes, the crash is just a moment.
The boss heard the noise, pushed the door open and came in. Seeing this, he was in a bad mood: "Master, you are so crazy and go out to blow up the street, don't you want my stuff?"
After Zhong Ziang vented, the sullen feeling in his heart finally eased, and he asked the boss: "Is there any wine?"
The boss asked back: "Do you give me money?"
Zhong Ziang directly skipped this question: "Bring two bottles here, no, four bottles, you have to accompany me."
Boss: "..." Got it! Not only money, but also people.
Five minutes later, bang—
The bodies of the cans collided, and the beer swung out from the opening of the opened bottle and rolled all over the inside.
Zhong Ziang raised his head and drank wildly, he could only see his Adam's apple was moving and swallowing.
"No...how can you drink like this?" The boss quickly tore it off for him, good guy, most of the can was gone, and there was less than a tenth of it left.
Zhong Ziang snorted softly, waved his hand away, and squinted at him: "You know what a fart—I don't drink alcohol, but loneliness! Do you know what loneliness is?"
The boss shook his head.
"Loneliness is that you can't get the person you like, you can't do what you want to do, you can only lie on the ground like a dead dog, and people passing by won't give you a second look." Zhong Ziang raised his index finger and emphasized: "Even if you take a look !"
"Heh, men who are broken in love are philosophers, that's really true." The boss took a sip of beer, chuckled and shook his head.
"I said it's not lovelorn! No!"
"What's that? Tell me, I'll use it as a trash can for you for free."
What could have hit the rich young master in front of him like this
Zhong Ziang gritted his teeth and paused every word: "Yes, horizontal, knife, seizing, love!"
"Oh, who can snatch a girl from you, young master? It shouldn't be, it's too bad. You see, you have money, good looks, and a good figure. You can definitely pick up girls..."
"My uncle."
"...who?" The boss blinked, suspecting that he had heard wrong.
"My dear uncle!" Zhong Ziang roared.
"Fuck—"
"You also think it shouldn't be right? I..."
The boss smacked his lips: "That's no wonder."
Zhong Ziang: "?"
"Although I don't know who your uncle is, but you are the second generation rich. Your uncle is also a rich generation, right? They say that nephews look like uncles. If you are handsome, then your uncle must be not bad, maybe more handsome... "
The boss nodded and gave his reasoning ability full marks: "Think about it, a man who is richer than you, handsome, mature and stable, how would the girl choose?"
Zhong Ziang refused: "But he is older than me!"
"You don't understand this. Younger sisters nowadays like older ones, one uncle at a time~ It's like acting in a TV series, it can satisfy all their romantic fantasies."
"She's not that superficial." Zhong Ziang pursed his lips, his tone very firm.
In his eyes, Jiang Fuyue is so good that it makes people feel ashamed, so strong that she can bear everything, single-handedly, brave and fearless.
How could she choose to cling to others like this
Boss: "... Then according to what you said, since it's not attachment, it's just shoulder to shoulder."
"Shoulder to shoulder? What do you mean?"
"Excellent people are often more attracted to equally excellent people. They have the same three views, unified thinking, and tacit actions, which can resonate in the soul. In layman's terms, it is a good match."
Only those who are well-matched can stand shoulder to shoulder.
There is no one who is attached to whom and who is chasing whom.
Zhong Ziang's eyes were dazed, and after a while, he murmured softly, "So, she doesn't like me because I'm not good enough?"
Boss: "It can't be said that you are not excellent, it's just that your 'excellence' can't attract her, but your uncle can."
"Then what should I do?!" Zhong Ziang sat up straight suddenly, his eyes shining.
"Isn't it? She has become your aunt, and you still want to snatch her?"
"Then she almost became my uncle's niece and daughter-in-law, and I didn't see my uncle not robbing her? He will be the first grader, and I will be the fifteenth. Let's see who can snatch it!"
Zhong Ziang suddenly stood up, he felt that he hadn't lost, at least before Jiang Fuyue married his uncle, he still had a chance to turn defeat into victory.
The boss looked him up and down: "With your current appearance, you still want to win love? Give up, there is no chance."
"What do I look like now?"
"Here, the mirror is behind you, turn around and have a look."
Zhong Ziang turned his head, and was almost startled by himself in the mirror the next second—
His expression was sluggish, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and there was a deep sense of frustration between his brows and eyes.
The clothes are wrinkled, the hair is messed up like a chicken coop, and there are still green onions between the teeth that have not been cleaned.
"See clearly? You couldn't grab it when you were normal before, and you can't grab it now."
Zhong Ziang: "Then what should I do?"
The boss pondered for a moment: "In fact, there is a very obvious advantage."
"?"
"You said it yourself just now—you are young! Being young means that you have countless opportunities and possibilities, and you have the time and room to work hard. The future is not restricted, and you can completely become a person who can stand shoulder to shoulder with her. By then, Only you are qualified to compete with your own uncle."
Zhong Ziang's eyes were hot, that's right, he has to become better, better than Xie Dingyuan, only then will he be qualified to snatch Jiang Fuyue back!
"Thank you, I see!" After finishing speaking, he took a sip of beer, got up and walked out.
The spirit and confidence that belonged to a teenager returned to his face again.
Suddenly, with a pause on his feet, Zhong Ziang turned back and took out the only twenty-three yuan left in his pocket, "Wine, I'll buy it, you're welcome!"
After finishing speaking, he hurriedly left.
Boss: Huh? You don't have enough money!
etc…
He actually has money? !
Grass, careless.
…
When Zhong Ziang got home, it was past midnight.
The light in the living room was still on, and Xie Dingyuan was sitting on the sofa.
They lived together for almost a year, and this was the first time Zhong Ziang saw Xie Dingyuan sitting in the living room at this point, instead of going upstairs.
Hearing the sound of him opening the door, the man turned his head and looked over.
Under the light, her black eyes were cold and deep, like cold stars.
This time Zhong Ziang didn't avoid his gaze, changed into his slippers, and calmly walked in front of Xie Dingyuan.
"Uncle, don't be complacent, you just won temporarily."
Xie Dingyuan didn't need to say the next sentence when he was ready. Seeing that his eyes were full of fighting spirit and his face regained his radiance, he thought he had adjusted his mentality and stopped trying to get into a dead end.
The man slightly hooked his lips, his eyes were firm: "Don't worry, I will always win."
Zhong Ziang clenched his fists: "With me here, it's impossible!"
"Okay, I'll wait for that day." After finishing speaking, he turned and went upstairs.
…
Zhong Ziang didn't rush back to the imperial capital in a fit of anger, instead he lived in the villa with peace of mind and steadfastness.
He has changed his old-fashioned way of life, such as nights at Internet cafes, court appointments, racing on the track, crazy fun in bars, etc., and he has never experienced it again.
Xie Dingyuan raised his eyebrows, paying attention quietly.
Mama Liu also came back from her vacation and took charge of the daily life of the nephew and uncle, taking care of them properly.
Zhong Ziang locked himself in the bedroom for three whole days, during which he only let Mama Liu send him three meals a day.
"What's wrong with the young master? A child who is usually so active, why did he suddenly calm down? My heart is shaky, and I am not at ease. Has anything happened while I was away?"
Xie Dingyuan remained silent.
It's not that I don't want to answer, but that I don't know how to answer.
Can't say: I fell in love with the girl he likes, and he was hit too hard to accept it for a while
Professor Xie also has to face.
Finally, on the fourth day, Zhong Ziang opened the bedroom door, walked out voluntarily, and announced a decision—
"I want to be a soldier."
Xie Dingyuan was stunned.
That day, the old lady, Xie Yunzao, and the six aunts who doted on him all knew about it.
"Ang Ang, what happened? Why do you suddenly want to be a soldier?"
"Being a soldier is very hard. With conditions like ours, there is no need to go for that career. Be obedient and don't be impulsive."
"Is there something your mother won't buy for her fancy? It's okay, the third aunt takes the money and buys what she wants!"
"How about the limited-edition Lamborghini? I ordered it two months earlier, and it will arrive next week. It will be your graduation gift from my fourth aunt, okay?"
Xie Yunzao: "I have applied to foreign schools, what are you doing?"
The old lady: "Ang Ang, have you been wronged? Tell grandma, grandma will kick you out!"
Everyone thought it was a whim, or a new way to threaten people for something, only Zhong Ziang knew how determined he was at this moment.
"I've submitted my enlistment form."
The old lady was stunned.
Xie Yunzao's eyes were dull.
Several aunts also fell silent when they heard the news.
"I'll go back to the imperial capital tomorrow, and I'll go for a physical examination the day after tomorrow. If there's no problem, I'll officially enlist in the army in September."
If they were still suspicious a moment ago, when Zhong Ziang sent a screenshot of the text message informing the medical examination in the group, the women of the Xie family lost their voices and were speechless for a long time.
In the evening, Zhong Yunyi called him.
If it was changed to before, Zhong Ziang would definitely hang up without hesitation, and even send a text message to stroke the tiger's beard.
But this time, he answered calmly: "Hello."
"Are you going to join the army?"
"Um."
The other end was silent for a long time, so long that Zhong Ziang thought he had hung up: "... decided?"
"It's decided."
"... Just don't cry and come back."
"Ah."
Both father and son hung up at the same time.
The matter of Zhong Ziang's enlistment in the army was settled like this.
When Ling Xuan heard the news, he asked him out for a meeting.
"Is it because of her?"
Zhong Ziang didn't speak, and looked out the window silently.
The growth of a young man may only be in an instant, and this is him now, but he is not the same as before.
Ling Xuan saw it, smiled lightly, and suddenly said, "I'm going abroad."
Zhong Ziang was slightly taken aback: "I thought you would stay in China to study in university because of her."
"It's useless." Ling Xuan shook his head, "The distance between me and her cannot be shortened by being close in space. Only by standing higher can it be possible to be seen by her."
Therefore, he chose to go abroad.
On the day when he came back, it was the time when Jiang Fuyue got to know him again.
Their eyes met, and the two people who had an ordinary relationship and friendship actually understood each other at this moment.
To be a better person—
That's how they like her!
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Three more in one, six thousand words.
What the teenager likes is to become a better version of himself, just to attract her attention, even just a glance.