As soon as the words came out, let alone Mu Yanzhu, Jiang Qingchi himself was stunned.
He used to cough to cover up his embarrassment, and turned away. When he looked up again, Mu Yanzhu had already sprinted forward.
1, 2, 3…
She passed three people at once.
Now on par with third place.
The third place was not someone to be trifled with. They were competing with Mu Yanzhu. No one wanted to be the fourth place.
Jiang Qingchi could only see Mu Yanzhu in his eyes.
When did this silly girl enter her own world and become inextricably linked to his life
It was as if the scene of their first meeting was still before us. At that time, they were both strangers and alienated, she was awkward and reserved, and he was cold and impatient.
Gradually, he got to know her better and felt that she was a good person, with good character, independent and independent-minded, much better than the rich ladies he knew.
Yes, he was very carefree when he was a child. The people he liked were all pretty girls, but they were nothing but pretty.
Over time, he felt that those young ladies were boring and all the same. They talked about cosmetics, brand-name bags and clothes in his ears every day, said that their family had bought a sports car, and that their parents had negotiated a big deal worth 100 million.
But Mu Yanzhu would talk to him about her dreams and plans for the future. She said that after graduation, she would definitely work in a magazine or editorial office and have to deal with words in her life. When she talked about her dreams, her eyes were bright. , filled with brilliance.
Jiang Qingchi put one hand in his pocket and touched a small mangosteen.
When I took it out, I saw a silly smiling face painted on the mangosteen with a black oil paintbrush.
Suddenly he remembered that every time Mu Yanzhu stuffed a mangosteen into him, he would always put a smiley face on it, which was silly.
"I must make a lot of money so that I can eat mangosteen every day in the future. I want to rely on my own strength to join the upper class of life. I know it is difficult, but I will definitely work hard."
"Jiang Qingchi, I support you. It doesn't matter, I have money. The money I make now is enough for the two of us."
Um.
He had forgotten to ask his family for living expenses.
Because all his food, drink and clothing these days were spent by Hua Mu Yanzhu.
"Go and ask which girl is willing to take care of you unconditionally and provide you with food, clothing and water. Ask who it is. If so, I will unconditionally agree to her becoming our daughter-in-law!"
Yan Nian's words echoed in his ears. Jiang Qingchi looked at Mu Yanzhu again and found that she had already reached the finish line.
Not third place, but fourth place.
The physical education teacher was cursing: "One of you has a 4:30, and the other has a 4:31. Both of you have passed. Why are you fighting?"
Jiang Qingchi put the mangosteen in his pocket and ran over with a smile.
He smiled very brightly, with big white teeth, like a child who had not grown up.
Mu Yanzhu was exhausted and sat down on the ground.
Jiang Qingchi pulled her up, took off her coat, and wrapped it around her.
He lowered his eyebrows and looked at her. His cheeks were flushed when he saw her running, and he curled up his lips and smiled, "Fourth."
Mu Yanzhu's throat hurt terribly. She covered her mouth and coughed. This was a sequelae of running. "I tried my best..."
In fact, at the last second, she suddenly didn't want to run third.
"Yeah, it's okay. What I said still stands."
"W-what did you say?"
Mu Yanzhu was completely stunned. Jiang Qingchi stretched out his index finger and poked the small dimple on her left cheek.
"I just remembered that I seem to owe you a lot of money. You bought me this shirt."
"No, it doesn't matter... I, I volunteer."
She stuttered when she spoke. The pear dimple he had poked seemed to contain magma, burning crazily and trying to burn her face.
Jiang Qingchi bent down and looked at her level. His expression was serious and sincere, "Miss."
“…”
"I may not be as financially independent as you now, but if you support me now, I will support you in the future. I promise that I will not let the money you invest go to waste."
"Comrade, do you know what you are talking about?!"
"You still call me a classmate?"
Jiang Qingchi snorted.
"I'm not your boyfriend?"
Then Mu Yanzhu pushed him away and ran away.
Crazy, crazy...
She finished fourth, not the top three. Why did Jiang Qingchi agree to be her boyfriend
"Mu Yanzhu, what are you doing?"
Roommate Fang Yiyi pointed to the toothbrush in her hand as if looking at a monster.
"Do you use shampoo to brush your teeth?"
"Ah, bah, bah, bah,"
She was gargling like crazy. There was still the smell of shampoo in her mouth. She spit it out many times before rinsing it off. Now she could no longer think and had no power to move. The calm thing had wings and flew away. ,,
Her brain and heart were completely replaced by a figure.
"You support me now, and I will support you in the future."
"You still call me a classmate? I'm not your boyfriend?"
Stop it!
She must be dreaming!
How could Jiang Qingchi say that to her
He often called her an idiot, called her a cow, and even mocked her for not being able to find a boyfriend.
So get some sleep.
When you wake up, everything will be back to normal.
Force yourself to lie on the bed, force yourself to turn off your phone, force yourself to close your eyes, and throw away all distracting thoughts.
"Jiang Yan", "Jiang Yan", "Jiang Yan", Jiang Qingchi's distinctive voice, like Tang Monk's spell, echoed in her ears. This voice echoed for one night and it was not enough. The next day she went to class, her ears It was still buzzing.
"Find a classmate to get up and answer this question, just..."
On the podium, the teacher looked around and then picked up the roll call.
"Mu Yanzhu."
"Jiang Yan, I'm not your boyfriend? Quick, call me your boyfriend."
His face, his appearance, his voice, everything about him revolved around in my mind.
Mu Yanzhu stood up with a groan, "That's enough! Stop talking!"
The whole room burst into laughter.
Only then did he realize that he was in class and his name was called.
"It's okay if you don't tell me," the teacher said with a smile, "Student Mu Yanzhu, the sun is nice today, let's go out and bask in the sun."
“…”
Mu Yanzhu held the textbook in hand and walked out with his head lowered.
It was embarrassing, she hadn't been this embarrassed in a long time.
After standing like this for half the class, the teacher called Mu Yanzhu over during the break, scolded her a few words, and then asked her to go back to the classroom.
Mu Yanzhu hurriedly went to the bathroom to wash her face. She was suffocating and almost out of breath.
The cold water washed over my skin, making it feel comfortable and clear. I wiped my face casually with my sleeve.
With such an informal appearance, if Jiang Qingchi saw her, he would probably laugh at her for not being womanly.
Whatever you think in your mind, you will see in the next second.
Jiang Qingchi.
He leaned against the wall of the men's bathroom corridor, his face facing her. In front of him was a girl. The girl was holding a stack of books in her hands, and she didn't know what to say to him.
The girl was very beautiful, with a round head and fair skin. She danced towards him with her two little hands and grinned from time to time.
Although Jiang Qingchi didn't speak, he nodded from time to time. He lowered his long eyebrows. From Mu Yanzhu's angle, his delicate eyebrows seemed to have some kind of tacit understanding with the other person.
Mu Yanzhu stared at these two people for a long time.
After a while, she began to feel dazed.
It seems...he is suitable for such a girl.
Xiaojiabiyu's, petite and cute, especially the small one, arouses the man's protective desire.
Mu Yanzhu went back to the classroom.
When I sat back down, I no longer felt flushed in the face or had any auditory buzzing in my ears.
She calmly thought about what Jiang Qingchi said yesterday and the gap between herself and him.
The more I like it, the more I feel inferior.
The more inferior I am, the more I feel that it is better not to have it.
Because as long as there is no beginning, in his eyes, you are what you were at the beginning.
You retain each other's best appearance, which is more joyful than possession.
Although she had thought countless times how great it would be for this boy to be her boyfriend, the reality was that it was completely different if they were actually together.
Just like chasing a star, you are watching him from a distance. You can scream at him through the screen, be infatuated with him, lick the screen, say love words to him, cry to him, vent your emotions, and tell him that you want to be with him. Together…
So if he truly stood in front of you and told you that he wanted to be with you, would you really agree
Wouldn't it be possible to escape because of low self-esteem and feeling unworthy
Mu Yanzhu figured it out and sent Jiang Qingchi a WeChat message.
"Bye now."
Three simple words, nothing else needed to be said. After posting, she deleted Jiang Qingchi.
I couldn't tell what was going through my mind at the time, but I felt very calm and stable.
I felt like it was an unreal dream and it was time to wake up.
She is such a good big green tree, why do you have to tie it to her, right
Get on track.
After class, Mu Yanzhu went to the supermarket to buy mangosteen.
There were many people in the supermarket, jostling one after another. In front of Mu Yanzhu was a boy who was about the same height as her.
From her angle, she could see the back of the boy's head.
Unlike Jiang Qingchi's clean and refreshed back, this boy hadn't washed his hair for several days. Mu Yanzhu closed her mouth tightly, fearing that when she opened her mouth, the dandruff from the other person's head would fly directly into her mouth.
Finally, we followed the large army to the fruit stall.
Mu Yanzhu picked up a mangosteen.
A slender hand picked up the same mangosteen as hers.
"You want it." Mu Yanzhu retracted his hand and said to the person standing behind him.
The man said nothing.
She turned around and saw a face that looked familiar to her.
Chiseled cheeks, handsome eyebrows, unruly curvature, unruly.
When did Jiang Qingchi come here? Where did it come from? When did you stand behind her
Oh, yes, she said goodbye to him just half an hour ago, so there is no need to be warm now.
But Mu Yanzhu was still timid and touched the tip of her nose, "The mangosteen is quite fresh today..."
Jiang Qingchi ignored her and put more than 20 mangosteens in his bag.
He deliberately pressed his body against her back, leaning very close, and took the mangosteen along her shoulders.
Mu Yanzhu's scalp went numb, and she turned around to leave. Then her left wrist was pulled by someone, and she was dragged to the checkout area.
The boss said: "200!"
Mu Yanzhu wanted to vomit blood, "Why did the price increase again?"
"Now that the price of pork has increased, what's wrong with the increased price of mangosteen? Do you look down on mangosteen?"
“…”
Mu Yanzhu remained silent, forget it, she didn't buy it, Jiang Qingchi bought it himself.
Jiang Qingchi let go of Mu Yanzhu's arms, which were still creaking, and raised his eyebrows coolly, "I bought it, and she paid."
In public, Mu Yanzhu resisted the urge to swear, "I've already bought you mangosteen worth no less than two thousand yuan..."
"I won't eat it. Don't you want to buy it? Your boyfriend has already chosen it for you."
Boy friend
Maybe he hasn't seen the message she sent yet.
To avoid people talking too much, Mu Yanzhu quickly opened Alipay and paid, then held Mangzhu in one hand and Jiang Qingchi's arm in the other, pulling him out.
After being dragged to a place where no one was around, she looked up at him and said, "Didn't you see the message?"
"I saw it."
"Then what are you going to do now?"
"I should ask you this, right?"
Mu Yanzhu lowered her eyebrows and said, "I've thought about it, let's... get together and part ways."
Then he handed over a bag of mangosteens in a cowardly manner, "I'll give you one last gift. Goodbye."
Jiang Qingchi snorted and unceremoniously took out a mangosteen, broke open the two halves, and ate the white, soft flesh inside.
“Who told you that it’s easy to get together and have a good time together?”
"This mangosteen hasn't been washed yet..."
"No need to wash mangosteen."
Nonsence.
Jiang Qingchi spat, "That's not the point. By the way, you were the one who teased me first. Once you got it, you slapped your butt and left. Oh, I just have no temper. I deserve to be played with by you."
"I didn't play with you! You and that girl—"
"That's senior sister."
Jiang Qingchi interrupted her and rubbed his forehead.
This idiot is too sensitive. Is he sensitive because of his low self-esteem
"She wanted me to join their club, but I didn't agree."
"So you saw me."
"You're standing there with an idiot, it's hard for me not to notice you!"
Mu Yanzhu bit her lower lip when she heard this.
"Even so, you are right, I pat my butt and want to leave..."
"Have you finished writing today's manuscript?"
He changed the topic quickly, and Mu Yanzhu nodded blankly, "I've finished writing, and I've also written the manuscript for tomorrow."
"Then go out and watch a movie. You pay."
Mu Yanzhu: "..."
I was confused and followed him to watch a movie.
It must be said that Jiang Qingchi was really poor. He didn't have a penny in his pocket, so all his clothes were wasted. Mu Yanzhu bought movie tickets, and bought popcorn and milk tea for the prince. Who knew that this man didn't want milk tea? Said he was afraid of getting fat.
Mu Yanzhu smiled, "Are you also afraid of getting fat?"
“…”
Jiang Qingchi remained silent.
He didn't tell Mu Yanzhu that he was a fat boy when he was a child!
Oh no, she had seen him when he was a child, so she should know what he looked like when he was a child.
Seeing the teasing and narrowing in her eyes, Jiang Qingchi pinched her face hard and said, "Take back the two corners of your mouth!"
Then he went in holding popcorn.
The movie is a bloody romance film. The male protagonist is a roaring emperor. He grabs the heroine's shoulders and roars with scarlet eyes:
"Don't leave me! You want to break up with me, unless I die!"
Many viewers present cried.
Mu Yanzhu was indifferent.
Jiang Qingchi was even calmer. His dark eyes were staring at the movie screen, expressionless as he watched the rainy night. The hero stood at the door of the heroine's house like an idiot, begging the heroine not to leave.
After watching the movie, I walked towards the dormitory. Jiang Qingchi still walked in front and Mu Yanzhu walked behind.
There was a human distance between her and him, a gap that couldn't be crossed.
Mu Yanzhu sighed inwardly, thinking, why not talk to him
Just say, if you think about it carefully, do you really like me and want to date me, or do you think I am willing to spend money on you? You are very touched, and you want to be with me because you are touched.
If it's the latter, forget it, this is an unequal relationship.
"Jiang He, I..."
"shut up."
Jiang Qingchi suddenly turned around, grabbed Mu Yanzhu's arm, pulled her forward, then put one hand around the top of Mu Yanzhu's head, slowly touched the back of her head, and rubbed it twice.
"It seems I scared you yesterday."
The lights were dim and the stars were dim. Just when Mu Yanzhu wanted to take a look at him, her lips suddenly felt hot.
"Isn't this more scary?"
Mu Yanzhu: "..."
Jiang Qingchi pecked her twice more, "Have I told you before that my wife will be the happiest person in the world?"
Mu Yanzhu blinked stiffly.
Jiang Qingchi: "In the future, you will be the happiest wife of Jiang Qingchi in the world. Now, you are the happiest girlfriend of Jiang Qingchi in the world. Don't think about it, you know?"
Apart from nodding, Mu Yanzhu could no longer find any other action point.
She didn't know how she got back to the dormitory. When she climbed the stairs, her legs were soft. No earthworm had ever been as soft as her.
The warm touch remaining at the corner of his mouth, combined with the sworn expression on his face when he spoke, seemed to be what he said when he sent her downstairs to the dormitory:
"I'm younger than you, but I'm not that unreliable. Just keep an eye on it."
OMG!
Mu Yanzhu knew clearly that tonight would be another sleepless night.
Just as I was thinking about it, my phone vibrated twice.
Verification message sent by WeChat:
"Zuo? You deleted me and all the previous chat records are gone. Why don't you add them quickly!"
Before Mu Yanzhu could reply, her phone vibrated again.
"You don't want to add it yet?"
"Jiang Yan, if you want me to grab your shoulders and roar like that idiot in the movie, just say so."
"Jiang Yan, I'll give you three seconds. 3, 2—"
Mu Yanzhu quickly added.
Before he could say "I'm sorry, I was wrong", Jiang Qingchi spoke first:
"Let's get to know each other again."
His tone was as arrogant as his avatar.
"Name, Jiang Qingchi."
"Hobby, Jiang Yan."
"Daughter-in-law, please give me more advice in the future."
Mu Yanzhu almost fainted!
This guy, I've never seen him so good at flirting before!
…
Jiang Qingchi was lying on the bed in the dormitory, staring at the ceiling with his hands folded behind his head, his legs crossed, and his mobile phone next to him.
He has been in this position for half an hour, and his phone is as silent as death.
Mu Yanzhu never replied to him.
It shouldn't be.
If it were his former girlfriend, who wouldn't have said "OK, let's date" to him, and then would have bombarded him with all kinds of screams.
This silly girl has really never seen the world. She may be too excited and stupid. She doesn't know how to reply to him.
Thinking this way, Jiang Qingchi felt a little better, and without waiting for Mu Yanzhu, he contacted Jiang Jingming instead.
"San'er, give me 100,000 yuan as a meeting gift for your sister-in-law."
Jiang San'er: "?"
Jiang Qingchi: "Can you die if you reply two more words?"
Jiang Saner: "Sister-in-law?"
Jiang Qingchi: "Yes, my wife."
Then Jiang Saner obediently transferred 100,000 yuan over.
Then he asked: "Do you have any photos? I want to see them."
"Come and see for yourself. My wife is very beautiful and has two little pear dimples."
"Oh, is she prettier than my mother's rival's daughter?"
Xu Anqing's daughter, named Cheng Huan, had dated Jiang Qingchi before, so she would occasionally come to play at home at that time.
But Jiang San'er doesn't call her sister, nor does she call people by their names. Every time Cheng Huan comes, Jiang San'er says, "Brother, the daughter of Mom's love rival is here again."
But Jiang Qingchi only dated Cheng Huan for less than three days before they broke up.
At first, he thought Cheng Huan was pretty, and he caught her, but then he thought it was the same and boring, and they broke up with her.
Jiang Qingchi: "Can Cheng Huan compare with my wife?"
Jiang Saner was silent for a few seconds.
Growing up, my brother had had five or six girlfriends, but Jiang Qingchi always called her by her first name, and he was the first to call his wife like this.
"You seem to really like her." Jiang Saner came to a conclusion.
Jiang Qingchi pictured Mu Yanzhu's round, white face in his mind, and raised the corners of his mouth.
"How can I not like my wife? Talk nonsense."
"How long can I like this?"
"As long as Dad likes Mom, I will like her as long as I like her!"
real or fake
Jiang San'er didn't believe it.
After all, no one can surpass my father's level.
"Then come on."
"You don't understand. The previous ones were all motivated by sex. Only if I stay in love with her for a long time can such a relationship last forever."
"oh."
Jiang San'er said no more.
Jiang Qingchi didn't say any more. He looked at Mu Yanzhu's WeChat message and found no reply to him.
Phew, he was so angry that he had to deal with her in class tomorrow.
…
(End of chapter)