Qiu Li took Jiang Yu's hand with a sullen face, dragged her to the crystal shop, and tried to redeem Jiang Yu's Midsummer Night Star with the same price.
The crystal shop is naturally reluctant. After all, that crystal is rare to see pure, without any impurities, and the work is exquisite. It is definitely a top-quality product.
But looking at Qiu Li's aggressive posture, if he didn't return the money, he probably wouldn't leave easily.
The clerk had to get the Midsummer Night Star, charged the same amount of money, and returned the crystal to Jiang Yu.
Qiu Li was going to pay by card, but Jiang Yu firmly disagreed. She gave him the gift originally to deduct the crystal music box, so how could he pay for it.
So she quickly took out cash from the [Knowledge] account and settled the account with the crystal shop.
Walking out of the crystal shop, Qiu Li carried the computer bag on his back and said with a cold face: "Even if you want to give gifts, you can't sell the crystals. The awards you have prepared for so long to get are a symbol of glory."
Jiang Yu shrugged and said that he didn't care: "I don't need the so-called glory, all I want is to be the best and be worthy of my efforts."
Qiu Li looked at the clear white crystal the size of a palm and said, "Since you don't want it, give it to me."
"Didn't you just say that this thing is useless to you?"
"Useful, I heard that crystals exorcise evil spirits."
Jiang Yu shrugged, gave him the crystal, and said generously: "Take it! Take it home and take care of the house."
Qiu Li carefully put the crystal back into his schoolbag.
He must cherish every honor of hers. Maybe Jiang Yu didn't care, but for him, that was a very important thing.
Jiang Yu watched him put the crystal stone in his bag, and the more he thought about it, the more wrong he felt.
He also took the computer and the crystal, and she paid the crystal for nothing.
Take a double... not to be reluctant.
Soft rice is hard to eat!
In the afternoon, Jiang Manyi came to the sauna club, and the front desk informed her that a guest had been waiting for her for noon and asked her to do physiotherapy by name.
"Yeah, why don't some guests call me?"
Jiang Manyi hurriedly put away her bag and went to the backstage locker room to change into her work clothes: "Next time, if another guest comes over, please notify me as soon as possible, how can I make the guest wait for a long time."
The lady at the front desk said helplessly: "No, we're going to call. It was the guest who said that he can wait for you to go to work without disturbing your lunch break."
"What kind of guest is so reasonable, then I'll give him extra time later."
"It's a strange guest." The lady at the front desk said gossip: "I can't see my face at all in the daytime, and I don't know if I think I'm a star."
"Is it."
Jiang Manyi didn't have time to think about it, and after asking the room number, she hurried over.
When I came to the Champs Hall where the guests were, the door was left open, and a familiar voice was humming a song.
The melodious melody floated out, it was... "Lover".
Hearing this voice, Jiang Manyi's heart suffocated, and she quickly turned her back.
Her mind went blank for a few seconds, and she leaned against the wall to calm herself down.
Although I know that since Jiang Yu went to Haicheng, this day will come sooner or later.
But it was really difficult for Jiang Manyi to face this moment.
She hurried to the dressing room, took out the makeup bag from the locker, and re-applied her makeup, choosing a slightly more complex Rotten Tomatoes lipstick, and smearing her pale lips.
Over the years, Jiang Manyi has not paid special attention to maintaining her skin, but compared to women of the same age, she is still very young and improved.
Probably because the mentality is relatively young and happy every day.
More importantly, she has never given birth, so she still maintains a very good figure.
But looking at herself in the mirror, Jiang Manyi still felt old.
Yes, how could she not be old? When she was in love with him, she was only an eighteen-year-old girl. In the blink of an eye, almost nineteen years have passed.
Looking at the face in the mirror, it is difficult to return to the way it was back then. There are so many lines at the end of the eyes, and the skin is not as tight as when she was a girl.
She is really old, and she is no longer the little girl she used to be.
She must be too old for him to recognize.
Cheng Ye is now a big star surrounded by thousands of people, and a male god brother that so many little girls like... So unattainable.
But what about her, a middle-aged woman who is single and has children.
The more Jiang Manyi thought about it, the more she felt that it was impossible. There was no way for her to meet him at all.
She graduated from high school and started her career, but Cheng Ye is the most popular school grass in the art academy.
At that time, her only confidence was her youth and beauty.
And now, this only reliance has ceased to exist.
Jiang Manyi was at a loss when she saw her colleague Liu Xiaochen walk in, and quickly said, "Chenchen, can you help me entertain a guest, please?"
"Ah, I'm sorry Yiyi, I've also made an appointment here. Are you in a hurry?"
Jiang Manyi sighed and said, "Forget it, it's fine, I'll go by myself."
Cheng Ye came to her specially and waited for noon.
She wanted to hide, but she definitely couldn't. Not today, tomorrow, or the day after... He's still back.
Jiang Manyi knew too much about Cheng Ye's temperament that he wouldn't look back if he didn't hit the south wall.
She's an adult, her children are adults, and running away doesn't solve anything.
She had to face it, she had to make it clear to him.
…
Jiang Manyi stood by the door, took a deep breath, and opened the door.
The man in the room, because he had just finished the concert, his head was dull blue and gray, and he was dressed in sports and looked very young.
Seeing Jiang Manyi come in, Cheng Ye took off her mask and cap, revealing the handsome face still stuck in her youthful memory.
His facial features are the most beautiful with the peach blossom eyes that are hooked inward and warped outward.
Even if he is middle-aged, because of the exquisite care and maintenance, he looks like he is in his early thirties and is very energetic.
If he wears makeup on weekdays, even if he is twenty years old, no one will doubt it.
He gave her a small smile.
The originally blushing smiling lips, now hooked, became more and more rippling and romantic.
There were so many talented and handsome men in the Academy of Arts back then, but Cheng Ye... can be called a unique school grass.
Even now, with his slight smile, Jiang Manyi can be fascinated.
Jiang Manyi's heart was pounding, and she looked sideways, not daring to meet him.
No courage, no confidence.
Cheng Ye seemed to understand her mind, and his tone was raised, with a touch of laziness: "Whose little girl is this, did you go to the wrong door? Our child's mother is not so young."
Jiang Manyi knew that he said this on purpose to ease the atmosphere.
With someone else, she could still squeeze a smile and say something...
But at this moment, I couldn't spit out a word, and it seemed as if lead was filled in my throat.
Seeing that Jiang Manyi refused to pay attention to him, Cheng Ye shrugged and began to undress.
In summer, I only wore a sports sweater, and it was gone as soon as I took it off.
Jiang Manyi was startled and turned around quickly: "What are you... doing!"
Cheng Ye asked, "Your shop does physiotherapy without changing clothes?"
"If you want... to change, then you hurry up and change."
After she finished speaking, she took out a bag of unopened loose short-sleeved shorts from the cabinet, found a suitable size for him, and handed it to him.
"thanks."
Cheng Ye smiled gently: "Please turn around."
Jiang Yu turned around, faced the wall, and heard the sound of taking off pants rustling behind him.
Her cheeks were inexplicably red, and she turned to leave the room, but heard Cheng Ye say: "I'm changing clothes, please don't open the door for now. If this is photographed, then we must announce it officially."
"..."
Jiang Manyi faced the wall and scratched her fingernails anxiously.
"All right."
The man was already lying on the bed obediently, and it seemed that he really wanted her to do physiotherapy for him.
"What is Mr. Cheng going to do?"
He raised his head and showed a childlike smile: "Do you still remember who I am?"
"..."
Seeing her frowning and not saying a word, Cheng Ye stopped joking and asked solemnly, "What services do you have here?"
“Foot bath, full body massage, shoulder and neck physiotherapy, and cupping...”
"A full body massage, do you want to massage my whole body?"
"Um."
"With your hands?"
"otherwise?"
Do you use your feet
Cheng Ye still had a smile on his face: "Then I want a full-body massage. You have to speak your mind. Every part of the body... must be massaged."
"Generally, he is only responsible for the main shoulders, neck and back. Mr. Cheng has to press all over his body. He needs extra time, an extra two hundred per hour."
"I'll add two million to you and buy you a lifetime, okay."
"..."
He still looks like a little rogue back then. After so many years, he hasn't made any progress, and he doesn't even have the air of a celebrity with a successful career.
However, such an attitude made Jiang Manyi relax a lot.
"I don't have a lifetime, Mr. Cheng."
He looked at her and said seriously, "It doesn't matter, I will have as much as I have left."
Jiang Manyi held back a smile, but bursts of sourness surged in her heart: "That Mr. Cheng has suffered a big loss."
"No, I earned it."
Jiang Manyi stopped talking about this topic, squatted down, and took off his sneakers.
Cheng Ye sat up suddenly, withdrew his feet, and hurriedly untied the rope, saying, "You don't have to do this, I'll do it myself."
After all, she is the one she likes, how can I... show her my big feet, after all, I haven't seen each other for so many years.
Jiang Manyi saw his helplessness and said, "I have to give Mr. Cheng a foot bath. There is no need for this. I will wear gloves."
"No, no, my feet are fine, it's fine, you can just press your back."
Jiang Man was silent for a while, and finally said, "Let's... press your foot for you. Listening to Xiaoyu, you have run a lot of places during your concert in the past two weeks."
Even though she tried her best to pretend to remain calm and peaceful, her heart was not at peace.
Not only was it uneasy, but from the moment you stepped into the room, there was already chaos.
After so many years, it is not that there is no chance to remarry, it is not that there are no suitors, and it is not because of light rain.
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She is... once in a difficult situation.
She fell in love with such an amazing teenager in her youth, and how did she accept a vulgar and ordinary marriage that lived together.
She can't let herself go.
Cheng Ye was silent for a moment, took off his shoes, put his feet into the wooden barrel, and his voice trembled slightly: "Trouble, long."
As soon as the title came out, Jiang Manyi sat down and lowered her head, tears almost falling out.
No one... ever called her so tenderly.
No one has ever made her fall in love like this, secretly missing him late at night every night, turning on his mobile phone and swiping all his Weibo...
"I read every Weibo comment." Cheng Ye looked down at her: "I will guess which comment might be you."
"If you follow me, maybe leave me a message, feel like yours... I'll click into Weibo and try to find clues about you..."
The clues that you may still love me.
The author has something to say: Tears qaq for parental love