It's not that I'm not standing still, it's that I'm struggling. If Jiang Jiusheng had looked at him the way he looked at the doctor, with just one look, he might have given her his heart already.
Song Jing wanted to persuade him again, but Xie Dang's cell phone rang.
He rolled down the car window, took a few breaths of cold air, his throat was astringent and a little sore, and he uttered a word in a hoarse voice: "Hello."
"Why are you so weak?" Master Xie asked, "Have you finished watching the movie?"
Xie Dang didn't want to talk to his old man at all.
Master Xie made up a big show by himself, and then laughed happily: "Well, well done, you have won, and the two jars of wine are yours."
Xie Dang replied indifferently: "Feed it to the dogs."
"?"
Master Xie was stunned, and asked, "Don't give it to Shengsheng?" He knew that Xie Dang had kept those two altars of wine for Jiang Jiusheng. After beating him, Xie Dang took Jiang Jiusheng, a thirteenth disciple, what good would Xie Dang do? Don't keep things to yourself.
Xie Dang kept silent, opened his mouth, and let the cold wind pour into his mouth, making his throat tight and painful, but he still couldn't suppress the astringent feeling in his chest that was constantly roaring and rolling.
Master Xie noticed something was wrong: "What's the matter? Dangdang." After hesitating for a while, he asked tentatively, "Is there something wrong with Shengsheng?"
He Xie Muzhou's son, who doesn't pamper him, in this world, there is only Xie family's disciple Thirteen, who can make him cherish his dear son so much that he is disappointed.
Xie Dang suppressed his voice and said in a low voice, "Dad, Shengsheng likes someone else."
Master Xie's eyes became hot almost after hearing it.
His family was in a state of turmoil, which had never happened before.
After lighting a cigarette, Master Xie smoked a few puffs. After a long silence, he said, "Son, don't be sorry, and don't be resentful. There are many things and many people. It's enough to like it once."
Xie Dang murmured, his throat seemed to be choked by something, and his voice was difficult: "I have no regrets, nor resentment, just a little regret."
"What do you regret?"
He said: "I still have a lot of good songs that I haven't played for her." Suddenly, there was frost in his eyes, covering all the radiance.
Master Xie listened, and suddenly felt emotional, his family has been going smoothly for more than 20 years, and this is the only time he stumbled, and his head was broken.
Sometimes life is such a rogue, lovesickness is deep in the bones, and the years are not as good as before.
Master Xie comforted: "If you come back and play it to Tangyuan, you will listen to it as Shengsheng." Speaking of this, Master Xie added, "You don't know, Tangyuan doesn't know if it was influenced by my piano sound, Now I can understand the trio, and when the music is played, it shakes its head and tail."
Xie Dang, who was about to burst into tears: "..."
This is my dear father!
Master Xie was a little melancholy: "Stop talking, I'll go and pour those two jars of wine to the dog."
On the other side of the phone, Tangyuan's erha barked.
Xie Dang almost had a conditioned reflex: "Don't fall!" After blurting out, he immediately explained, "It's a pity to fall."
"Then I drank it?"
Without even thinking about it, Xie Dang said, "Leave an altar."
Master Xie hung up the phone.
Brat, I still have to keep it for Shengsheng.
Hey, how can it be so easy to take out all the things that have been hidden for so long and so deep at once. If there is really nothing left, people will probably be empty.
I can only wait for time to smooth it out, and when it becomes blunt, it will not hurt.
Master Xie shouted: "Tangyuan, go drink."
Then, he bent his back, led the dog, and went to the wine cellar. When he was old, he suddenly remembered the past.
It was Shengsheng's second year as a teacher. Xie Dang was very happy when he was going to come to Xie's house for the New Year. He put on a beautiful red dress for Tangyuan, and he also wore festive clothes.
Before the New Year's Eve dinner, Xie Dang came to the study and suddenly called him Dad seriously.
He was writing Spring Festival couplets and put down his pen: "What's wrong?"
"Don't forget to give Shengsheng a red envelope later."
He yelled at his brat, "I want you to tell me."
Xie Dang smiled beautifully, as if begging him: "Dad, treat Shengsheng better, her family is not close to her, so you should love her as much as you can, I won't be jealous."
At that time, he knew that his son had grown into an adult, even if he was a bit spoiled, he would live up to his age and a happy person.
That year, Xie Dang accompanied Jiang Jiusheng to watch the New Year's Eve together, and he gave her a big red envelope.
When Jiang Jiusheng left, Xie Dang said to her, "Come back next year, remember to return my red envelope."
She said, "Okay, I'll make a big one for you."
Recalling this point, Master Xie sighed and said, "Tangyuan, treat your brother better in the future."
Tangyuan: "Aww!"
Others don't know, as a father, can he not know? Xie Dang was chased and bitten by a dog when he was a child, and he was afraid of dogs for more than ten or twenty years. He still can't guess why he suddenly raised a dog.
The moon is hidden in the clouds, and the winter wind chills the night.
When Jiang Jiusheng and Shi Jin were returning to their room, they bumped into Mo Bing.
Maybe, Mo Bing was catching them, with that look, searching and teasing: "Where did you two go?"
Jiang Jiusheng said, "Take a walk."
Liar.
Mo Bing didn't bother to expose her, so he took a look at Shi Jin. He seemed to be afraid of Jiang Jiusheng's coldness, and his jacket was draped over her body. He was wearing a household sweater, made of soft material, and the white color made his complexion fair and delicate, and his outline gentle.
He was a man with delicate features hidden in his eyebrows and eyes.
Shi Jin was polite and alienated to Mo Bing as always: "Can you go to the front desk and ask for some medicine for trauma?"
Well, go out and fight again.
Mo Bing just asked, and turned to go to the front desk. As soon as she left, Li Ranran and Jin Fanglin came back. Because it was the VIP top floor of the hotel, and it was midnight in the middle of the night, I didn't worry about following the camera. Li Ranran was still wearing a disposable Gloves, holding a shrimp came.
"Shengsheng, where have you been? Do you want to eat or not—" The conversation turned suddenly, and Li Ranran's round almond-shaped eyes passed Shi Jin inadvertently, glanced at him, and then blinked at Jiang Jiusheng meaningfully. ,"he is?"
Jiang Jiusheng introduced generously: "My boyfriend, Shi Jin."
"..."
I thought it was at most a preparation, but I actually started working!
Li Ranran's shrimp fell to the ground, a little unbelievable: "Shengsheng, is your boyfriend sent by the state?"
Her Shengsheng, don't mention how casual and lazy she is, she doesn't have many friends, and there are almost no social circles. It's okay for a public figure to live alone like her. What's more, the iron tree that has not bloomed for hundreds of years is suddenly It turned out...
Li Ranran hadn't recovered until she was dragged back to the room by Jin Fanglin.
She was in a daze for a long time before she suddenly realized: "I remembered."
"Um?"
"It's the little surgeon on the Internet."
Jin Fanglin took out a wet towel and wiped the oil stains on her hands: "What kind of surgery brother?"
Li Ranran wiped his hands indiscriminately, and showed Jin Fanglin the screen saver of his mobile phone: "That's him, the surgeon at Tianbei Hospital, I have seen his outdoor thoracotomy, he is so handsome, especially with the scalpel look, the screen is full of abstinence—”
Jin Fanglin interrupted unhurriedly: "When did you change the screen saver?"
Is that the point
It's over! It's too loud.
Li Ranran's head drooped immediately, and she said in seconds, "I was wrong."
Jin Fanglin was funny and raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"
She lowered her head and said weakly, "I shouldn't have removed your picture on the screen saver."
Acknowledge your mistake and give full marks.
Jin Fanglin held her chin, straightened her head, and pressed the corner of her mouth: "What else?"
besides
Li Ranran thought about it, but couldn't wake up for a while.
Jin Fanglin lay back, lazily leaning against the back of the chair, and said, "I can't think of doing my own laundry tonight."
Ever since she cheated her about this, she hasn't let her wash her clothes.
Li Ranran couldn't believe it, she was stunned for ten seconds, her hand trembled and twitched twice, she screamed: "Oh, my hand was caught by the chopsticks, I can't move!"
Jin Fanglin: "..."
He may have found a showman as his girlfriend.
—I found it myself, and I will spoil it even when I cry.
The wind blows the clouds, and the moon is full.
When Shi Jin looked up, there seemed to be stars in his eyes.
"Does it hurt?"
He squatted in front of her knees and looked up at Jiang Jiusheng who was sitting on the sofa.
"It doesn't hurt." Jiang Jiusheng moved his hands and made a small gash. Shi Jin even wrapped her in a bandage, feeling amused, "It's not easy for me to wash my face with it wrapped like this."
Shi Jin said in a very serious tone, "I'll wash it for you."
Jiang Jiusheng handed him the tightly bandaged hand, and said sternly, "But I still have to take a bath."
The corners of Shi Jin's lips raised slightly, and the stars in his eyes suddenly shone brightly. He didn't know whether it was because of the fight or injury, he was always frowning.
Still smiling at An Ran, it's too good-looking.
Satisfied, Jiang Jiusheng tapped between Shi Jin's eyebrows with his fingertips: "I finally smiled."
He chuckled, following what she said just now: "If you don't mind, I can wash it for you."
"..."
She didn't mind, though.
She kept quiet and kept Mo Bing's words in mind at all times, don't be rude, gentleman...
Shi Jin stopped teasing her, packed up the medicine box, sat next to her, and spoke softly, not like scolding, but a bit serious: "Next time, don't fight like this." Explain patiently, "It's not that you are not allowed to fight, it is that you are not allowed to hurt yourself."
It turns out that breaking such a little skin is also called injury.
Jiang Jiusheng felt more and more that Shi Jin might become squeamish after being with her for a long time.
On a whim, she asked Shi Jin a question: "Shi Jin, what do you like about me?"
It seems that all women in love will ask this question. It is clichéd and naive, and Jiang Jiusheng is not immune to it. The more excited and flustered he is in front of happy people.
She evaluated herself objectively: "I smoked, drank and fought."
From Mo Bing's point of view, she has many shortcomings that should appear in men, unlike him, she is a real nobleman.
Of course, there is another half of Mo Bing's original words. She still has advantages that most women don't have. The landscape can also point out the romantic figures in the country.
Shi Jin looked at her and smiled.
Jiang Jiusheng was very serious: "What are you laughing at?" She felt that this question was very important, much more important than the opening of tomorrow's concert.
Shi Jin didn't smile, but looked picturesquely with joy, looked into her eyes very intently, and said to her slowly: "I've seen you smoking and drinking, and I've seen you fighting, those other people I can accept the shortcomings in my eyes and even in your own eyes, and I like it very much." He held her hand and wrapped it in his palm, "It's not based on appreciation, but because of heart."
The slightly frowned brows were loosened, and the corners of Jiang Jiusheng's mouth slowly moved upward.
"So," Shi Jin paused, kissed her on the forehead, his eyes were as gentle as the moonlight, "Shengsheng, don't ask me what I like about you, because I can't find anything I don't like."
Jiang Jiusheng smiled, her bright eyes were kind, and she smiled happily. The doctor at her home was talking about love, it was really terrible.
She put her arms around Shi Jin's neck, wanting to kiss him, Shi Jin cooperated and leaned over.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door three times, interrupting their intimacy. Jiang Jiusheng was thinking about whether to open the door when the phone rang. It was Mo Bing. She got up, went to open the door, and came back after a while.
"Mo Bing didn't book a room, you sleep here with me, I'll squeeze with her." Then she went to pack her things.
Shi Jin pulled her back: "Don't bother her."
Jiang Jiusheng was puzzled,
"I can sleep on the couch," he explained.
She thought about it and listened to Shi Jin. The sofa is not too small, but Shi Jin's legs are too long, making it a bit crowded.
After washing, it was almost twelve o'clock, Jiang Jiusheng tossed and turned on the bed for a long time, then got up and went to the living room of the suite.
Shi Jin got up almost immediately, turned on the light, and walked over: "What's wrong?"
Jiang Jiusheng was silent for a while, with his hands hanging by his sides, he tugged at his nightgown, and asked, "Do you mind turning on the light to sleep?"
He didn't understand what he meant, and replied: "I don't mind."
After another pause, Jiang Jiusheng raised his head, facing the light, his eyes mottled: "Then do you want to sleep with me?"
Shi Jin was slightly taken aback.
"The sofa is too small, the bed is big enough," she explained.
He smiled and nodded: "OK."
Jiang Jiusheng led Shi Jin into the room. She went up first, got into the position on the inside, and then lay flat, upright and motionless, until the quilt beside her was lifted, and Shi Jin fell asleep, separated from her. With a distance of half a person, without crossing a half, he was lying on his side facing her, tucking her quilt.
"Go to sleep."
Jiang Jiusheng swallowed subconsciously, Shi Jin looked at her with a half-smile, and she immediately got under the quilt.
Shi Jin pulled down the quilt: "Shengsheng, don't sleep with your hands covered, you will suffer from lack of oxygen."
Well, yes, she is a little hypoxic right now and needs to suppress her shock. She got out of the quilt and said, "Shi Jin, give me your hand."
Shi Jin smiled and gave her his hand.
She held his palm and rolled towards him.
Shi Jin raised his hand, just placed it on her waist, paused, and asked, "Can I hug you to sleep?"
It's really good self-restraint, but it seems that she is in a hurry.
After thinking about it, Jiang Jiusheng was still very straightforward: "Yes."
When Shi Jin wrapped her hands around her neck, she raised her head, leaned on his hands, found a comfortable position to nest in his arms, and the corners of her mouth curved higher and higher.
"Sheng Sheng."
Jiang Jiusheng raised his head, his forehead just touched Shi Jin's chin: "Huh?"
Shi Jin paused for a long time, as if he was thinking about how to express himself.
"What do you want to say?" Jiang Jiusheng asked.
He leaned back a little and looked into her eyes: "Shengsheng, do you mind premarital sex? Behavior?"
She froze.
Shi Jin brushed her hair from the forehead, pinned it behind her ear, and said in a low voice, "I respect any decision you make, but I need to know your attitude."
His eyes were focused, and his black and white pupils were clear without any impurities.
Jiang Jiusheng was silent for a moment, and answered the question solemnly: "I don't mind." After finishing speaking, he added, "Because it's you, I don't mind at all."
This is probably the case with her temperament. For love, if you don't have it, you don't have it, if you have it, you have it all, you want it all, and you give it all.
Shi Jin smiled lightly: "Yes, I see."
Then-
There was no more, Shi Jin hugged her, patted her on the back, and softly coaxed her to sleep. Other than that, her sleeping face was beautiful, her sleeping posture was excellent, and she didn't exceed the rules at all.
Jiang Jiusheng thought about it in a daze for a long time, and he didn't know when he fell asleep.
At two o'clock in the morning, the cell phone on the bedside table vibrated and only rang once. Shi Jin opened his eyes, got up, and answered the phone.
On the other side is Qin Zhong: "Six young masters."
Shi Jin suppressed his voice: "Be quiet." He got out of bed, tucked in the corner of the quilt, kissed the sleeping person on the bed, and went quietly to the living room to answer the phone.
Qin Zhong lowered his voice and said, "The man has already been detained."
A drunk with an arm injury, Liu Shao only asked him to bring someone here, but he didn't say the reason. Generally speaking, there are very few people who can offend Liu Shao. The consequences - miserable.
"I won't go, you deal with it directly."
Qin Zhong didn't understand: "What does Liu Shao mean?"
There are also degrees of disposition, whether it is dead, alive, or half dead.
Shi Jin cherishes words like gold: "Hand."
Qin Zhong understood that those hands must have touched something they shouldn't have touched.
The next day, November 11th, the winter in Central South was early, and it was already expected to be severe and cold. Fortunately, the weather was clear and cloudless, and it was a good day without wind and rain.
The concert started at 7:30 p.m., and Jiang Jiusheng was going to get ready at 4 p.m.
Shi Jin escorted her out of the room. Right now, the outside of the hotel was full of reporters, so she wrapped herself up tightly.
"I'll go first."
Shi Jin nodded, and reminded: "Remember to eat dinner." Handing Jiang Jiusheng's bag to his assistant Xiao Qiao, Xiao Qiao took it with her head down, keeping her eyes downcast, unable to see her expression.
Jiang Jiusheng replied, "Okay."
"I'm sorry to trouble you." Shi Jin said to Mo Bing again.
Mo Bing: "..."
These words made her feel like she was about to be laid off. She felt that since Jiang Jiusheng and Shi Jin dated, Shi Jin basically took care of all Jiang Jiusheng's affairs, regardless of public or private, her manager would take a backseat.
Xie Dang urged at the elevator entrance: "Stop dawdling, hurry up." What an eyesore! Damn, I don't want to watch it!
Shi Jin kissed Jiang Jiusheng's face before helping her put on the mask.
Su Qing and Xu Qingjiu were also there, and the four of them got on the elevator together. Before the door closed, a foot came in, and then a pair of white and tender hands forced the elevator to open.
Then a beautiful little face appeared from the crack in the elevator, it was Tan Mobao, he let go of his hand, compared his heart, and shouted: "Shengsheng, come on!"
Jiang Jiusheng nodded, smiled, and said thank you.
Tan Mobao got excited, and blew another kiss: "Husband, I love you." Then he covered his face and ran away shyly.
Su Qing, Xu Qingjiu and Xie Dang: "..."
This fan's style of painting is a bit weird, he is so enthusiastic that it makes one's hair stand on end, and he lives in the VIP building of the hotel, so he is obviously a RMB fan.
Xie Dang frowned, and asked Jiang Jiusheng, "Your brainless fan?"
Jiang Jiusheng was noncommittal.
Xie Dang frowned even tighter. He probably didn't sleep well, and his complexion was not very good. He solemnly reminded Jiang Jiusheng: "Be careful."
She asked back, "What's wrong?"
"That woman," Xie Dang pointed to her brain with disgust in her eyes, "There is a hole in it." It's still a deep hole!
Jiang Jiusheng laughed: "Did she offend you?"
Xie Dang ground his molars, didn't sleep well, his eyes were bloodshot, and now his eyes were even redder with anger: "She smashed my head."
Then this feud could be forged, Jiang Jiusheng couldn't help laughing.
Over there, after Tan Mobao confessed his love to her husband, she skipped to the room to get a specially customized support card, and had to enter the arena early to call her husband frantically. A pair of eyes were fixed on her.
Those eyes are unbelievably beautiful, and the owner of the eyes is even more beautiful, just the expression... how hostile.
She bit the bullet: "What's the matter, sir?"
The other party said concisely: "She is not your husband."
Tan Mobao suddenly realized and understood: "Oh, I see." She grinned and said very friendly, "So you are also a fan of Master Sheng's brainless wife, bro."
She actually felt a sense of melancholy feeling like seeing a fellow villager. Her husband, Grandpa Sheng, is really amazing, with fans all over the world, good looking, and loyal, a sense of pride arises spontaneously.
The beautiful man's eyes suddenly darkened, and his voice sank: "I'm her boyfriend."
"I know, I know." Tan Mobao chuckled, with an expression of 'I understand, I understand', generously ignoring, "I've seen you like this a lot," and comforted him kindly, "It's okay, people still have to have a dream."
After finishing speaking, he gave an encouraging look of 'keep it up', Tan Mobao hummed a tune and went back to his room.
Shi Jin looked back, staring at the door, the corners of his lips pursed into a stiff line.
I want to do it, I want to see blood, I want to disembowel her... But I can't, Sheng Sheng doesn't like it.
At 7:30 p.m., Changning Gymnasium, The Nine's three-tour concert kicked off on time. The stage lights came on, and as soon as the prelude came in, the 50,000-person stadium was filled with voices and screams.
The opening track is Jiang Jiusheng's famous song, TheNine's first rock single.
The sound of music together ignited the audience.
Slightly hoarse voice of tobacco and alcohol, singing harsh and wild rock music, lighting, applause, and the woman in the center of the stage, with long hair loosely loose, carrying an acoustic guitar, half-squinting her eyes coldly and lazily, her body Swing casually, sing a lively song to the extreme, and sing to the hustle and bustle.
The lead singer and lead guitar are both Jiang Jiusheng.
Fifty thousand fans shouted wildly, sure enough, Master Sheng deserves to be called a master.
After a song, the music stopped, and the applause and screams also stopped abruptly.
Jiang Jiusheng adjusted the mic, stood at the front of the stage, and greeted the 50,000 fans in the stadium with a hoarse and magnetic voice, always simple: "Hello everyone." After a slight pause, she introduced herself, "I am the lead singer, Jiang Jiusheng .”