Jiang Qingchi closed his eyes, very focused.
He has been uncertain since he was a child, and has rarely been as serious as he is now.
He took this relationship seriously. He was neither a prodigal nor an infatuated person. But for the person in front of him, he just wanted to look at her all the time, and he had a lifelong thought in his heart.
Jiang Qingchi carried Mu Yanzhu to the bedroom.
"Are you crazy?"
She frowned slightly, looking at him as if looking at a stranger.
Jiang Qingchi didn't say anything. He took off his coat and the shirt underneath, then leaned over slightly and put his hands on the bed.
"What did I say before? Half of your innocence is gone. You can only marry me in this life. Now that you and Xie Zijun are on good terms, what do you think of me, Jiang Qingchi?"
Mu Yanzhu looked up at him, the outline of his handsome face flickering under the light.
"Please clarify the fact that it was you who initiated the breakup!"
"I regret!"
What? !
Regret it?
So the last ten days since we broke up, what does this count
"If regret is useful, then what should Durex do?"
As soon as these words came out, the air couldn't help but feel awkward.
Jiang Qingchi blinked, and the frozen atmosphere thawed in an instant, and then the eldest young master burst into laughter and poked Mu Yanzhu's forehead with his slender index finger, "You said your brain circuit is so strange, ah? "
Mu Yanzhu didn't understand why he just said that!
Maybe I got carried away while writing a manuscript recently.
He was still poking her, so Mu Yanzhu impatiently brushed his hand away, becoming angry.
"We've broken up and I won't reconcile."
After saying that, she turned around and sat on the bed with her back to him.
Jiang Qingchi came around and faced her face to face.
"If I remember correctly, you have talked about separation before. It was the day before my birthday. We had a fight and you went home. I came all the way to find you to help you deal with your weird relatives."
There was a pause.
"Now that I'm breaking up, I just said it once, why can't you coax me once more? Or are you really falling in love with Xie Zijun?"
"… whatever you think."
Mu Yanzhu's mouth was quite stubborn.
When I came up, I was stubborn.
She is stubborn as she is, Jiang Qingchi said "I regret it!".
Why didn't you say you regretted it earlier? !
Look at what kind of life she has been living in these ten days. She is confused and in pain, her ears are hallucinating, her eyes are hallucinating, she is lovesick, and she feels like she can't breathe easily.
He finally came out of it, but now he says "I regret it", what does this mean
What were the pain that kept her awake at night, the depression and sadness she endured alone
What concerned her was that he paid her back the money he owed her.
Isn't this a clear line of demarcation
Since I have neither defaulted nor owed anything, and now I say I regret it, what the hell does that mean? !
Jiang Qingchi stood up directly.
She was sitting, and he was standing. His condescending voice was a little angry, "Come on, let's talk. We must have a good talk. If we don't open up our hearts, no one will be allowed to sleep tonight!"
Mu Yanzhu lowered his head, rubbed his neck, and said angrily, "I'm very tired, so we won't talk today!"
"talk!"
Jiang Qingchi ordered her to look up at him.
His attitude was not good, and Mu Yanzhu became angry and shouted back:
"Why are you so tall? I have to raise your neck every day when I look at you. If you try that, it will be weird if you don't get cervical spondylosis."
He hummed, "When I look down at you, isn't my neck tired?"
Although he said this, he still sat down, lowered his shoulders, and looked at her face to face.
In Mu Yanzhu's impression, this was the first time so far that he and she had looked at each other at eye level.
A very novel experience.
Jiang Qingchi's eyes were as dark as ink and as bright as stars. When she took one look at them, her head began to blur.
For fear of being sucked in, Mu Yanzhu quickly averted his eyes, "What are you talking about?"
He pinched her cheeks with both hands and asked her to look at him.
Jiang Qingchi looked like this, with a straight face, not very serious, and it made people feel that he was holding his breath.
Stifling.
Nowhere to post.
Mu Yanzhu thought she was even more angry, but she didn't take the initiative to speak and waited quietly for Jiang Qingchi's next words.
Unexpectedly, I heard him speak matter-of-factly: "What do you think is the direct reason why we broke up?"
Upon hearing this, Mu Yanzhu couldn't hold back her anger, "Of course it's you and Cheng Huan!"
"I have no contact with her!"
"Oh, okay, it's whatever you say. You'll know whether I've been contacted or not. I'm not a roundworm in your stomach."
She went to have breakfast two days ago and saw Jiang Qingchi and Cheng Huan face to face near the restaurant.
As for what was said, she didn't bother to listen.
Jiang Qingchi frowned fiercely, "You still have the nerve to talk about me? I haven't talked about you and Xie Zijun yet!"
"Xie Zijun and I are innocent, please stop spitting here."
"Innocent? Who was it that hugged him at the door of the library after I had finished dinner?"
"What do you mean by hugging each other? When he hugged me, I pushed him away the next second."
"It's just a hug anyway! What do you want me to think?"
Mu Yanzhu took a breath and stopped worrying about this fact, "Okay, let's hug her."
She said and paused.
"But when I was dating you, I had a clear conscience. I was devoted to you, and you were the only one. As for you, is it true that you were entangled with Cheng Huan during the relationship? After the breakup, it is my freedom to date whomever I want. , it’s not illegal for me to hug anyone, because you are no longer my boyfriend.”
"Just wait a moment!"
Jiang Qingchi made a pause gesture. He couldn't match Mu Yanzhu's logic. He had to follow her every step of the way.
"When did I get entangled with Cheng Huan? Didn't I explain that I accidentally hit her while playing basketball? It was my fault, right? What happened when I carried her to the infirmary?"
"Yeah, it's okay. Everything is my fault. I don't trust you and I'm unreasonable. I deserve to pamper you and give in to you. Who makes you younger than me? We broke up, everyone is happy, we are both happy now!"
"You—are unreasonable!"
If it had been anyone else, he would have been swearing by now.
Although he was really angry, angry, and angry now, he told himself over and over again in his heart that he could no longer say harsh words or push her further. When he was a child, he was flying a kite and if the string of the kite broke, there would be no return. coming.
He didn't want a relationship that should have been good to end just like that.
He was neither willing nor willing to give up.
…
Both men were silent, each panting and each annoyed.
Jiang Qingchi pursed his lips countless times.
Really, he wanted to calm down, but he lacked an outlet.
"Who said before that you only like me and have feelings for me in this life?!"
"Who said before, Jiang Yan, I will give you a home, please believe me." Mu Yanzhu was not to be outdone.
"Who said that? I have money and I will support you!"
"Who said that? I will support you from now on, and I will not let your investment go to waste."
“…”
“…”
This so-called "good talk" ended up breaking up on bad terms.
The two of them were like two angry children, lying back to back on the single bed, neither letting the other go.
Mu Yanzhu was quite angry at first, but she fell asleep unknowingly in the middle of the night. Maybe she was really too tired.
Jiang Qingchi was fuming and feeling sleepy.
He was not having a good time these days after the breakup, and it was common for him to suffer from insomnia continuously.
He turned sideways and glanced at the girl next to him. Good guy, she was already asleep.
He sighed almost inaudibly, then pulled her over, rubbed her hair and kissed her twice.
His slender hands pinned Mu Yanzhu's bangs to both sides, and his thin lips pressed against her forehead, fitting her forehead.
"Jiang Yan, I miss you so much."
He hugged her tightly and finally closed his eyes.
Hope you have a good night's sleep.
…
Mu Yanzhu woke up early the next morning.
The sky was still dark, and the weak light shone on the single bed. The whole quilt was covered on her body. Jiang Qingchi curled up in a ball at the corner of the bed, hunched over like a mouse.
Mu Yanzhu's heart softened and she gently covered him with the quilt.
In the dimness, I looked at this face, and through the air, I stretched out my hand to trace his long and neat eyebrows, his high bridge of nose, and his crimson lips, which were almost pressed into a line.
My heart started to hurt. There was no warning and no time to prepare.
Maybe one day there will be another person sitting on the bedside, looking at his face and tracing his outline.
He will be very affectionate with that woman, and maybe that woman will accommodate him and let him. Jiang Qingchi is a very chauvinist person.
Mu Yanzhu stopped looking, packed up her things, and quietly left the room.
The early morning air was very clean, and there were vendors selling steamed buns and soy milk on the roadside. Mu Yanzhu bought two steamed buns and ate them, then sat down and drank a steaming bowl of millet porridge.
Everything is wonderful.
He even let out a slight breath of hot breath, and white mist spread from his lips, like a fairy tale world.
"Senior!"
This shout of "Senior Sister" made Mu Yanzhu want to burrow into the ground.
Xie Zijun wore a black cashmere coat and sat in front of Mu Yanzhu with a smile. The cold wind blew his three-quarter points into a middle part.
Mu Yanzhu couldn't eat anymore: "How did you find me?"
"ah?"
Xie Zijun scratched his hair and then grinned.
"Hahaha, not this time. I have the habit of running in the morning every day, and I don't like to eat breakfast at school. I always come to this store to eat steamed buns and soy milk."
"..." Mu Yanzhu was dubious.
Xie Zijun saw that she didn't believe it and sighed helplessly, "It's true. Why should I lie to you? Don't think of me as a scheming man."
After saying that, he took off his plush earmuffs and put them on Mu Yanzhu's ears.
"I'm not wearing this, thank you."
"Wear it, your ears are red, it's very cold today."
Xie Zijun put his hands in his pockets.
Mu Yanzhu stared at him, "Why on earth are you chasing after me? With your looks and talent, there should be a lot of girls in the school for you to choose from."
"Oh, I just like you. When I don't like you anymore, I won't treat you like this." Xie Zijun shrugged and said casually.
Mu Yanzhu nodded, "Then I hope you will quickly fall in love with her."
"You're too straight! To be honest, I don't think I caused you much trouble. When you were dating Jiang Qingchi, I rarely bothered you, right? It's now that you two broke up that I started to You launched the attack."
"… I'm stuffed."
Mu Yanzhu wiped her mouth. She didn't really want to discuss this topic with Xie Zijun at this time and place.
It's hard to get out of a relationship.
Especially for someone like Jiang Qingchi, who amazes your time and your years, it is even more unforgettable.
"Then let's go back to school together."
Xie Zijun and Mu Yanzhu walked side by side.
Neither of them saw a slender figure behind them, watching their backs. The joints hanging down by his sides creaked when he pinched them, and the bulging veins on the back of his hands were clearly visible.
…
After Jiang Qingchi returned to the dormitory, he acted very calmly.
He finished washing up early and then lay on his side on the bed. Li Huan asked him to play games. He frowned and ignored him, "I want to go to bed and get up early tomorrow."
"Why did you get up early? Go to the playground to play basketball again?"
“…”
Jiang Qingchi didn't answer anything.
The wind in the long street was so strong that the people inside the house could not sleep at night.
…
The next day.
The tenth day after the breakup.
Sunday is Mu Yanzhu’s purest day because there are no classes.
As usual, she left the dormitory early in the morning to go to the study room and climbed to the fifth floor, the highest floor.
There are many college students studying in study rooms on Sunday, and most of them climb below the fourth floor. Climbing to the fifth floor is very tiring.
It was only seven o'clock in the morning, and Mu Yanzhu was the only one in the quiet corridor on the fifth floor.
Mu Yanzhu took the stairs on the south side. She usually went to the last classroom on the south side simply because it was next to a window and a pine tree, which could block the direct sunlight at noon.
More importantly, that classroom was Classroom 520: the classroom where she first met Jiang Qingchi.
All fates started in that classroom.
There is a person sitting at the door of classroom 520.
The man was sitting on the ground with one leg bent, his head hanging, and one arm resting on his leg, looking a little decadent.
As he got closer, Mu Yanzhu saw clearly that this person was Jiang Qingchi.
"River-"
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Qingchi raised his head with a "squeak" sound, his eyes were scarlet and his pupils were filled with red bloodshot eyes.
"Why did you come here so late? I've been waiting for you for two hours!"
"You've been waiting since five o'clock?!"
"Yes! Is there any problem?"
Mu Yanzhu shook her head, "No problem, I didn't ask you to wait."
She didn't want to quarrel with him anymore and turned around to go to another classroom. A strong force pulled her over. Her center of gravity was unsteady and she fell into Jiang Qingchi's arms. Just as she was about to push him away, Mu Yanzhu Suddenly I felt a chill in my neck.
The cold liquid was like an awl, digging into the back of her head and poking a hole.
All movement stopped at this moment.
Is she dreaming
Jiang Qingchi... Is he crying
"Hello."
She reached out and poked his shoulder, trying to look at him, but he held her in his arms.
(End of chapter)