After sleeping together for almost a year, this was the first time Zhang Kai and Liu Xi saw Jiang Yuqiao get angry.
A person who is polite and indifferent at all times, but the deterrent power of anger should not be underestimated. Realizing that this joke might not be funny, Zhang Kai and Liu Xi looked at each other awkwardly and closed their mouths at the same time.
At this moment, Jiang Yuqiao's cell phone rang.
Like a clear water mark across the silent lake, the rigid atmosphere was broken.
Seeing the caller, Jiang Yuqiao retracted his mind.
Unintentionally wasting words on these two people, he picked up his mobile phone and walked quickly to the balcony, closing the door.
With his arm resting on the railing, Jiang Yuqiao's expression was slightly tense. He pressed the answer button, and the next second, a powerful male voice came from the receiver, "Hey, it's me, Zheng Liang."
The fingers holding the railing tightened, Jiang Yuqiao's throat was dry, and his voice seemed to contain sand, "I know."
As if sensing his emotions, Zheng Liang smiled loosely, "Don't be nervous, I'm just here to tell you some unimportant clues."
Hearing the "clue", his normally calm and indifferent brows frowned for a moment.
With swallowing, the clear Adam's apple rolled between the thin and white necks. Jiang Yuqiao turned sideways, letting the evening wind blow over his face, and let out a light sigh, "Has he returned to Tong'an?"
A moment of silence.
Zheng Liang hummed, "It should be, but I'm not sure."
Jiang Yuqiao lowered his thin eyes, and under the cold twilight, the fair and flawless face was handsome and cold, so cold that it was not like a human being.
"It's my subordinate who found that there was some movement in the cemetery," Zheng Liang said in a condescending tone, "I suspect that he came back to sweep the tomb."
"As for the others, I didn't find it."
"That guy's anti-reconnaissance ability is too high, you know, after running for so many years, he can't be caught casually."
These words seem to explain, but also to comfort.
He had expected this for a long time, but Jiang Yuqiao didn't react too much, and responded neither lightly nor seriously.
"Don't take it too seriously." Zheng Liang's soothing voice fell in his ears, "It's been so many years."
Smiling, the man said half-jokingly, "But you can also consider Tong An. This place is really nice. You can still have a drink with you when you come."
Hearing this sentence, Jiang Yuqiao finally smiled.
But I don't know why, I suddenly thought of Zhong Keke's innocent and cute face, and what the old man said to him two days ago -
"Coco is deeply attached to you, I know, but now is not the time."
"You two are old, not like before."
"Yuqiao, you are a good boy. She doesn't understand many things, but you do."
"Grandpa is just such a granddaughter, I hope she can relax in the future."
"… "
As if a soft thorn was stuck in his heart, Jiang Yuqiao's throat seemed to be suddenly blocked.
Until Zheng Liang's words came in his ears, "Actually, being a doctor is good. You don't have to be a doctor to do any research. Think about it for yourself. I still have something to do here, so I won't tell you."
His thoughts were pulled back to his senses, Jiang Yuqiao pursed his lips, and replied "Okay".
When Zhong Keke came home, grandpa had already prepared braised pork ribs.
But because of Jiang Yuqiao, she didn't even have an appetite for her favorite dish. After eating half a bowl of rice, she returned to the bedroom with the bag of chocolates and lay flat on the bed.
She quietly stared at the ceiling in a daze, her mind turning over and over about the scene under the bus stop.
In fact, she did not intend to ask the last question.
But at that moment, I don't know where the courage came from, and I suddenly asked that.
Zhong Keke attributed his behavior at the time to blind self-confidence, and this self-confidence probably stemmed from the confidence he had accompanied in his childhood.
The chandelier on the ceiling is a bit harsh.
Zhong Keke turned over, and his thoughts unconsciously fell into the memory that no one had shared, but only belonged to the two of them.
Before coming to the compound, Jiang Yuqiao was not called Jiang Yuqiao, his name was Jiang Mo, who was taciturn.
As his name suggests, the 13-year-old boy is autistic and withdrawn, with a handsome and beautiful face, and always has an expression of rejection from thousands of miles away. No matter who talks to him, he will not respond.
All the children in the compound said that Jiang Yuqiao was a freak.
But Zhong Keke didn't think so.
The first time she saw him, she liked it very much.
At that time, the towering tree in the compound had not been felled down, and the thirteen-year-old boy was holding a foreign classic in the summer afternoon and hiding there to read carefully.
The sunlight was shattered by the branches and leaves, forming a fine and mottled light and shadow, the sultry wind brushed against the cheeks, and the clean white shirt trembled in the wind.
Weird.
Obviously such a beautiful picture.
But no one wanted to approach.
Later, Zhong Keke learned about Jiang Yuqiao's family from his grandfather's mouth.
Jiang Yuqiao's father is a lawyer and his mother is a teacher. He has a younger brother named Jiang Lai. Originally a very happy family, until his father fought a lawsuit of "sexual assault of a female student" for money.
The defendant is a wealthy and powerful second-generation local, while the plaintiff is an ordinary family. The schoolgirl's father is also Jiang Yuqiao's math teacher.
A simple looking person.
I love my daughter very much.
When he learned that the other lawyer was the father of his student, he also personally went to visit with a gift.
Jiang Yuan was kind on the surface, but behind his back he was ready to transfer to Jiang Yuqiao.
Not surprisingly, Jiang Yuan won the lawsuit.
Because of the lack of evidence and the ability of the opposing defense lawyer, the rich second-generation did not receive any punishment, but the female student was detained with insulting words such as "bitch, money-loving girl, and cheap".
Not long after, the female student jumped off the building.
The math teacher didn't come to class for several days.
However, at that time, little Jiang Yuqiao didn't understand anything.
All I know is that suddenly one day, people around him began to isolate him and bully him, and later, many reporters and strangers gathered around the door of their villa, holding all kinds of cameras, taking pictures frantically.
The day that was supposed to go to school was blocked at home like this.
The mother hugged her younger son Jiang Lai to hide her face and wept, while the father paced back and forth anxiously at home, talking on the phone.
At that moment, Jiang Yuqiao gradually understood what the words that his classmates in the school scolded him meant - his father, for the sake of profit, killed others.
Wordless fear took over his thin body.
For the first time, Jiang Yuqiao rejected his father.
"Then what about later." Little Zhong Keke seemed to understand, and wanted grandpa to continue.
But the old man didn't, he just patted Zhong Keke's head lovingly and told her that Jiang Yuqiao was a very good child, and you can't isolate him.
Zhong Keke certainly won't isolate him.
He was the most beautiful and cleanest brother she had ever seen. He didn't speak dirty words or sweat stinky. She didn't have time to play with him, so how could she isolate him.
A child's love is pure.
Zhong Keke didn't remember what method he used to stick to Jiang Yuqiao. He only remembered that on a stormy night, she was lying on the bedside, making a trumpet with her hands, and said to Jiang Yuqiao, who was hiding in the quilt, "Brother Yuqiao, don't cry. I have a lot of chocolate here, do you want to eat it together?"
It just repeats over and over.
Jiang Yuqiao finally got tired of listening, and lifted the quilt, revealing a pair of crying eyes.
Zhong Keke was stared at by him, but he still bared his little white teeth and said to him, "Do you want to eat it, vanilla flavored."
It was from that day that Zhong Keke knew that Jiang Yuqiao was not dumb.
Although a little hoarse, his voice was as pleasant as Qingquan.
He said, "Zhong Keke, are you a fool?"
That cold and bored appearance is almost the same as now.
Every time Zhong Keke thinks about it, she wonders if she was really that annoying at that time.
However, there was one thing she never thought about.
That gloomy and autistic boy with a sullen look in his eyes, who has been bothered by her year after year, has grown into a handsome and straight appearance.
He is every girl's dream.
It is also an irreplaceable towering tree for Zhong Coco.
…
Memories are pulled back like threads.
As soon as Zhong Keke looked up, he saw new news coming from the phone, which belonged to Zhong's father.
She opened it casually, and found that Father Zhong transferred 2,000 yuan to her, [Baby, the project is relatively big recently, and my mother and I can't come back for the time being, so I'll give you a birthday red envelope in advance to make you happy.]
Both Father Zhong and Mother Zhong are archaeologists.
Sometimes it takes half a year for a business trip. Zhong Keke has long been used to it and is not unhappy. Instead, he thinks of the watch she gave Jiang Yuqiao, and he doesn't know whether he likes it or not.
Thinking so, she opened Jiang Yuqiao's WeChat uncontrollably.
The interface was still stuck at the moment she questioned, and the other party did not reply from beginning to end, not even a single punctuation mark.
She suddenly didn't want to post so much.
But no, she was curious.
After all, she had prepared a gift for a month, and she still wanted to get some feedback.
After struggling like this for a long time, Zhong Keke gritted his teeth and typed three words at random, [Do you like it]
With the mentality that she could not fall in love if she could not return, she quickly threw her phone aside, but she did not expect that a voice message would pop up in the dialog box within a second.
"… "
Reply so fast.
Zhong Keke's breath stagnant, and he opened it involuntarily.
The next second, Jiang Yuqiao's quiet and magnetic voice came out through the receiver as if bewitching—
[Thank you Coco, I like it very much, but don't spend so much money in the future]
Hearing this sentence, Zhong Keke first took a deep breath, then put his head in the quilt, and made a sound similar to a groundhog, "Ah".
She didn't listen to what she said.
At this moment, there is only one sentence in her mind, and I like it very much.
As soon as the birthday present was delivered, Zhong Keke seemed to have completed some kind of ceremony, and his heart suddenly became calm.
She didn't have those miscellaneous thoughts, but she really started to study seriously. For several days, she didn't miss the class, and the teacher's homework was written on time.
But the foundation is not good, and the completion of the homework is not high.
On the other hand, her old enemy Zhuo Yifan, since the last time she was asked to find her parents, her scores in each quiz have gone up.
However, Zhuo Yifan did not show off in front of Zhong Keke, because Zhong Keke was surrounded by a group of younger brothers who disliked her, and on the other hand, she overturned the car in front of Zhong Keke.
According to her previous urination, Zhong Keke had long been looking for an opportunity to ridicule, but right now, she only had the midterm exam in her mind.
Jiang Yuqiao promised her.
As long as he gets to the top 300 in the midterm exam, he will reply to her WeChat. Except for the voice that thanked her for her birthday gift last time, Jiang Yuqiao never replied to her again.
Zhong Keke told himself that this was his aggressive method, and on the other hand, he was inevitably anxious about exams.
She wanted to ask Jiang Yuqiao how to review, but she was inexplicably stubborn and unwilling to speak, worried that he would not reply to her, and worried that he would underestimate her.
The sour and complicated emotions made her not in the mood to review at the weekend.
After thinking about it, I can only send a message to Zhou Mingyue, [I can't study anymore, go to Starbucks with my homework, and buy two more review materials by the way.]
Zhou Mingyue: [? Are you sure it's not for hanging out?]
Zhong Keke: [I'm going to die playing a fart.]
Zhou Mingyue rolled her eyes.
Zhong Keke didn't bother to explain to her, so he packed up and walked out of the house with the canvas bag.
Half an hour later, the two met at the Starbucks on the first floor of Excelle.
I originally wanted to study there, but it was full of people and there was no comfortable place, so the two went around the corner and went up to the third floor, planning to go to the bookstore to find a place.
As a result, he met Wu Liang halfway.
Wu Liang was about to go over to eat steak with his friends. When he saw the two of them, he was as surprised as if he had picked up money, "Oh, isn't this my eldest brother!"
Zhong Keke was patted on the shoulder, and when he turned his head, he saw the tall and thin Wu Liang standing in front of him.
Zhou Mingyue was also surprised, "Fuck, what kind of fate is this, you can even come across it when you come out and write an assignment."
Wu Liang smiled, "That's right, how much fate is there with my boss."
While speaking, he kept staring at Zhong Keke.
Zhong Keke: "Are you here to study too?"
Wu Liang frowned, "Study? Come here? Am I crazy?"
Zhong Keke was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he took Zhou Mingyue and left.
Wu Liang hurried up to pull the two of them without saying a word, "Learn to learn."
Zhong Keke's face improved a little, "Why, you want to come with us."
Wu Liang scratched the back of his head, "That can't be, but I can treat you to a meal."
Zhou Mingyue just didn't eat, her eyes lit up, "Okay."
Zhong Keke looked at Zhou Mingyue with a face, "Are you serious?"
"If you don't eat it, you won't eat it for nothing." Zhou Mingyue took Zhong Keke as a matter of course.
"Yeah," Wu Liang looked at Zhong Keke, smiling like he was about to bloom, "You have the strength to work when you are full."
In this way, Zhong Keke was taken to the western restaurant on the fourth floor by the two of them, and Wu Liang, who had an appointment to eat with friends, simply let go of his friend's pigeons because of Zhong Keke.
Only at this time did she know that this very expensive western restaurant was opened by Uncle Wu Liang.
Taking advantage of Wu Li-ang's effort to order special ice cream for two people, Zhou Mingyue looked at Zhong Keke with an ambiguous expression, "Wu Li-ang is good to you."
Zhong Keke looked down at the English words.
He replied casually, "Ah, it's alright."
"It's okay," Zhou Mingyue curled her lips, "I see that I like you."
Hearing this, Zhong Keke's expression changed, "Don't fart."
Zhou Mingyue glared at her, "Are you really stupid or pretending to be stupid? Wu Liang's eyes light up when he looks at you, you don't know."
"… "
Zhong Keke laughed, "What are you talking about, I'm friends with him."
Zhou Mingyue didn't believe this statement, "Actually, his condition is really good, he is tall, looks good, and his family has money. It is said that his academic performance is also in the middle and upper reaches."
Suddenly thinking of something, she raised her eyebrows, "Otherwise you will ask him if you have any questions."
Zhong Keke glanced at her angrily, and just wanted to say "you are sober", but before he could say anything, his eyes were fixed not far ahead.
There are two rows of dining tables, by the window.
Zhuo Yifan was filling in the menu with his head down and earnestly filling in the menu, and across from her, sitting in a white shirt with a round neck T, Jiang Yuqiao looked spotless.
Soaked in the sun, the man's eyebrows are light and his temperament is as cold as loose.
It seemed that he heard what Zhuo Yifan said, he smiled lightly, and then, with five slender and fair fingers, he picked up the water glass next to him and took a shallow sip.
Throat throbbing.
Draw a sexy arc.
Zhong Keke stared at him blankly and heard something shattered in his chest.
"If you want me to tell you, you take this opportunity to get along with each other, maybe you will call, maybe you will give up Jiang Yu because of him—"
Before the word "bridge" was uttered, Zhou Mingyue found that Zhong Keke's expression froze for some time.
Feel some kind of death breath.
Zhou Mingyue followed her gaze and turned her head.
Seeing the scene in front of her, her heart skipped a beat, "Fuck..."