Jiang Tu lowered his eyes and did not answer her.
This has been the way Lin Jiayu and Jiang Tu have been getting along since they were little. If he doesn't answer, no matter how much she asks, she may not get an answer. This guy is very reserved and keeps everything in his heart. It's most appropriate for her to pour out her grievances and tell secrets to him.
Because there is no need to worry that he will tell others.
Lin Jiayu suddenly thought of Zhu Xingyao. There were 18 classes in the entire first grade of high school. She was in Class 18, and her classroom was not on the same floor as Class 7. After so many years at school, this was the first time she had seen her so closely.
Moreover, she seemed to be talking to Jiang Tu. She couldn't help but be curious: "What did Zhu Xingyao say to you just now?"
Jiang Tu put his hand on the stool leg and continued hammering nails, "Nothing."
Lin Jiayu chattered non-stop: "She is so beautiful, and has a great temperament. She looks so good in such an ugly school uniform. I often hear people talk about her. The boys in our class say she is a goddess, which makes Xia Jin so angry that her face turns green. Oh, yes... Xia Jin is the flower of our class. I told you that her family is very rich, but she has a little temper. But she is a daughter." She sighed and said a little depressed, "How come there are girls like Zhu Xingyao and Xia Jin who are beautiful, have good family backgrounds and good grades? It seems that God has given them all the good things. It's really unfair..."
Jiang Tu threw away the hammer and said emotionlessly: "This world is inherently unfair."
Lin Jiayu didn't want the topic to become too serious, so she turned to look at him: "What about you?"
"What?" He stood up.
"Do you think Zhu Xingyao is pretty? Many boys like her."
From childhood to adulthood, Lin Jiayu has never heard Jiang Tu praise any girl for her beauty. He is also not like other boys who would gather together to discuss which girl is pretty and cute, and what type they like... He is like an alien.
Jiang Tu was carrying a chair and preparing to go back to the house when Lin Jiayu suddenly got excited and stood up to block him. She was 158cm tall and it was difficult for her to look up at him: "Hey, what's wrong with you? You don't answer anything I ask you. You look like a teenage boy, okay?"
What do teenage boys look like
Is Zhang Sheng the type who is blindly confident even though he can't catch up with Zhu Xingyao? Or is Ding Xiang the type who keeps calling people goddesses? Or does she have to get together with the boys to discuss who is pretty and who is chasing after whom
Jiang Tu lowered his eyes, looked at Lin Jiayu, and said with a fake smile: "She is prettier than you."
He walked around her and into the house.
Lin Jiayu was stunned for a moment before she realized that Jiang Tu had answered her question.
He should have answered it, but he insisted on making personal attacks. That was so despicable. She turned around and glared at him angrily.
Suddenly, with crackling sounds, raindrops as big as beans began to fall. A thin boy with a schoolbag on his back rushed to the eaves. He looked into the house in surprise and said, "Sister Jiayu, who did my brother say was prettier than you?"
Lin Jiayu said unhappily: "The goddess of our school is the most beautiful one."
Jiang Luren was a smart kid who often went to Internet cafes. He knew more than other kids. He asked, "Prettier than the female stars on TV?"
"I don't know how to put this..." Lin Jiayu thought about it and felt that there was a big difference between teenage girls and the charming female stars on TV. "Anyway, she is very beautiful."
"It's okay, I think you're beautiful too."
"You're still good at talking. Your brother won't be able to find a girlfriend, hahahaha!"
"I think so too." Jiang Lu said very cooperatively, making Lin Jiayu laugh.
The light in the room was dim. Jiang Tu stood in front of the window, looking at the gradually muddy intersection, a little absent-minded. No matter how beautiful Zhu Xingyao was, it didn't matter. She was also a star hanging in the sky, and he couldn't pick her down.
The next day, Jiang Tu did not go to get glasses.
On the third day, Jiang Tu did not go to get glasses.
On the fourth day, Jiang Tu still didn't go to get glasses.
Day 5, Jiangtu…
…
"It's already the fifth day, Friday!" Li Xixi forcibly took off Zhu Xingyao's headphones and counted on her fingers for her to see. "Why hasn't Jiang Tu gone to get glasses yet? Is he so poor that he can't even afford glasses? Xingxing, let alone you, I want to give him money to get glasses."
Zhu Xingyao was listening to a musical performance. He turned to look at her and said with a fake smile: "Then you go and give it to her."
Li Xixi was scared, "I don't dare... I'm afraid he will throw the money in my face and tell me to get lost."
Zhu Xingyao: “…”
To be honest, she was afraid too, otherwise she would have stuffed the money in as well.
When she saw his expression when he answered the phone that day, she suddenly realized after returning home that a boy like Jiang Tu probably has self-esteem stronger than anything else and a bone harder than iron. If she insisted on compensating him with money or glasses, he might really slap her in the face.
She touched her face.
Jiang Tu probably isn't someone who values looks, beauty has no use to him...
She thought about it and said, "Let's wait until Monday. He may not have time these days."
Zhou Qian also came over: "Ding Xiang told me before that Jiang Tu didn't look at the blackboard much in class recently because he didn't have glasses, and he often slept on the table..."
Zhu Xingyao turned and looked towards the back row.
Jiang Tu was indeed sleeping on the table. He seemed to be sleep-deprived every day.
It was just a pair of glasses, but because Zhu Xingyao stepped on them and broke them and because Jiang Tu's family was poor, they suddenly attracted a lot of attention.
Zhang Sheng sneered, "You're crazy. I don't understand why these girls keep paying attention to that poor bastard. Are they showing so much maternal love or is it because that guy is pretty?"
"He's special, how can there be so much sympathy? Maybe he's just waiting to watch the fun?" Cao Ming lowered his head to play with his phone, without raising his head and said, "Why do you care so much about him?"
“I don’t like it.”
"Forget it." Cao Ming looked at Zhang Sheng and couldn't help but persuade him, "Although Jiang Tu is always alone, weeds grow wildly. Look at him, he doesn't look like an honest man who is easy to bully."
Zhang Sheng saw Zhu Xingyao looking at Jiang Tu again.
She had turned her head to look at him eight times that day! She didn't even look at him.
Zhang Sheng felt a little aggrieved and said disdainfully: "What is there to be afraid of with someone like him?"
Jiang Tu has been very busy these days. The clerk Liang Ge who asked for leave has not returned yet. He is probably preparing to quit his job. He goes there every evening after school. He really has no time to go there to get glasses.
At half past six, he arrived at the store on time. There was a big red sign on the door that read "Brother Liang's BBQ Restaurant".
This store just opened during the summer vacation. It is located on the street between Hexi Lane and the city center square. The location is not in a prime area, but the customer flow is good and the rent is not expensive. When it first opened, Lin Jiayu went there to work part-time handing out flyers and met the owner, Brother Liang.
The barbecue restaurant is open from 12 noon to 5 a.m., from lunch to supper, and usually closes at around 6 a.m.
Just as he arrived at the store, a man in his early thirties came over with a cigarette in his hand. He flicked the ash and said, "Hey? I sent a text message to that girl Jiayu, asking you not to come today? Aren't you tired after staying up all night?"
The man's name is Liang Cheng, which means Brother Liang.
Jiang Tu frowned: "Maybe she didn't pay attention, or her phone was out of battery."
"Tsk, you haven't bought a cell phone yet?"
"No." Jiang Tu turned around and prepared to go to the second-hand night market to buy a mobile phone. "The store is not short of people tonight, so I'll go back."
"etc."
Brother Liang called him.
Jiang Tu turned around and an unidentified object was thrown towards him. He raised his hand to catch it. It was an old Nokia phone.
He looked up at the rough-looking, unkempt man in front of him.
Liang Cheng raised his chin: "I won't give it to you for free. Stay and help tonight. I might be a bit busy on the weekend." He knew Jiang Tu well. He would definitely not want anything given to him for free. He has a very stubborn temper.
Jiang Tu looked down, then raised his head and said, "Okay, thank you."
He turned and went into the store, changed out of his school uniform, put on the clothes in the store, and went into the back kitchen.
At a table near the window, there were several students wearing the uniform of No. 1 Middle School, both boys and girls. One girl said, "The guy just now is from our school? He's very handsome, why isn't he on the list?"
"Is he handsome? Is he as handsome as Lu Ji?"
"Uh... I didn't see it clearly, I just saw his profile, and he looked very handsome."
"That boy is Jiang Tu, don't you know him?" One of the boys smiled, "He does look a little different without his glasses. I almost didn't recognize him. Those black-framed glasses must be really ugly."
"babble???"
The two girls looked at each other in bewilderment. They had even gone to Class 7 to watch, but they still couldn't tell.
On Sunday afternoon, Zhu Xingyao was dragged out of the practice room by Li Xixi to go shopping, saying that she wanted to buy autumn clothes.
It was already six o'clock when the two walked out of the mall. Zhu Xingyao didn't buy what he liked. Li Xixi was holding a few shopping bags and rubbed her head against Zhu Xingyao: "Hey, are we really not going to have dinner?"
Zhu Xingyao pushed her furry head and said, "No, I've been walking around and eating all afternoon. I really can't eat anymore. I have to go back to get my piano later. You should go home and eat."
Her cello is still in the practice room, and now she can go back and practice for two hours.
Li Xixi curled her lips: "Okay, then I'll treat you to barbecue next time."
Zhu Xingyao: “Yeah.”
The two parted at the intersection. Li Xixi took a taxi home. Zhu Xingyao lowered her head and walked forward. Suddenly, a flyer appeared in front of her, blocking her way.
She looked up and saw the other person smiling at her. She was the girl who had a close relationship with Jiang Tu.
Lin Jiayu was a little embarrassed: "What a coincidence, classmate, take one."
Zhu Xingyao took the flyer and looked at the thick stack of undistributed flyers in her arms. She thought for a moment and asked, "How long will it take you to distribute so many?"
Lin Jiayu didn't expect her to ask this, and whispered, "About two hours."
"Hmm..." Zhu Xingyao asked again, "Do you know how many degrees of myopia Jiang Tu has?"
"Ah?" Lin Jiayu looked at her in surprise.
"I stepped on his glasses and broke them. He said I didn't need to pay for them and he would go get a new pair, but he never did. I couldn't see the blackboard in class these few days. I felt really bad." Zhu Xingyao was afraid she would misunderstand something, so he explained quickly, "I just wanted to return his glasses. Don't get me wrong."
What's the misunderstanding
Lin Jiayu was shocked. She didn't expect that Jiang Tu's glasses were broken by Zhu Xingyao. Before she could come to her senses, her cell phone rang. She held the flyer and tried to take out her cell phone with some effort. Seeing that she had difficulty moving, Zhu Xingyao raised his hand and took the flyer from her arms, "Let me help you get it."
"Thank you." Lin Jiayu said quickly and took out her cell phone.
Seeing that it was Jiang Tu calling, she glanced at Zhu Xingyao, who was reading a flyer and seemed curious about what was written on it.
She turned her back and lowered her voice to ask into the phone, "Jiang Tu, how many degrees of myopia are you?"
Jiang Tu stood at the toilet door of the coffee shop and frowned slightly: "Why are you asking this?"
"Hmm..." Lin Jiayu saw Zhu Xingyao handed out a few flyers to her after reading the flyers. She was stunned and felt like she was dreaming. She tapped the cement bricks with her toes, lowered her head and whispered, "Zhu Xingyao asked me. She said she stepped on your glasses and broke them, so she wanted to return you a pair."
The café is very close to the square.
It only took Jiang Tu five minutes to run over.
It was just getting dark, the street lights were not fully on yet, the lights from the shops on both sides illuminated the street in a staggered manner. He stood at the street corner, half-squinting at a girl standing in the bustling crowd in the square. She was holding a stack of flyers and nonchalantly handing them out to passers-by, looking lazy and cute.
It's different from being in school.
It’s also different from when I play the violin.
She would send a photo and say, "Thank you" with a smile.
Even handing out flyers she looked like a beautiful etiquette lady, and passers-by who passed by the flyers couldn't help but look at her a few more times.
He pursed his lips and stared at her as she walked over, his pace slowing down unconsciously.
Zhu Xingyao lowered his head and picked up a flyer. He saw someone approaching from the corner of his eye, so he subconsciously looked up and handed the flyer out: "Hello, let me take a look..."
When she saw Jiang Tu's face, her words stopped.