At 8pm on August 12, 2017, at Jiangcheng International Airport, Lin Jiayu and Jiang Lu stood at the exit. Lin Jiayu stared at the exit where people were coming and going. Jiang Lu, wearing a mask and a baseball cap, stood in a casual manner, with his arm on Lin Jiayu's shoulder and his head down watching the live broadcast of the game. He asked casually, "Is my brother not out yet?"
"No."
“So slow.”
Lin Jiayu was not happy with him staring at his phone every time he went out, so she moved aside and said, "Don't touch me, I'm not a phone stand."
Jiang Lu lost his phone holder and sighed, "You are just the right height."
Lin Jiayu is 162 cm tall, which is not short, but the two brothers of the Jiang family are both over 185 cm tall. She glared at him, and when she turned around, she saw an unusually eye-catching man in the crowd.
She quickly stood on tiptoe and waved her hand vigorously: "Here!"
Jiang Lu then looked up and said, "I almost didn't recognize my brother. He doesn't usually take pictures or post to Moments."
Jiang Tu was walking towards the exit with his suitcase. He was wearing a grey shirt and black trousers, his hair was cut short, and he had a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose. He glanced at them and walked over. He was tall and had long legs, and he walked very fast. He had lost the aloofness that he had in his student days, but temperament was something that was hard to change. He had a cold and hard outline, a calm look, and he didn't look like someone who was easy to get along with.
Even so, it does not stop passers-by from turning back to take a second look at him.
Lin Jiayu suddenly sniffed and felt a little emotional. She hadn't seen Jiang Tu for two or three years.
Jiang Lu was somewhat speechless: "Are all novelists so sentimental? Don't cry."
Lin Jiayu quit her stable job in Shenzhen two years ago and returned to Jiangcheng to start writing novels full-time. She ignored Jiang Lu. What does this guy know? He only knows how to train, play games, and watch live broadcasts all day long.
Her eyes were red. Jiang Tu walked up to them and looked down at Lin Jiayu: "Didn't I tell you not to pick me up?"
His voice was always low and cold, with a hint of magnetism. It was obvious that he was in a good mood today, at least his tone was gentle. Lin Jiayu smiled with red eyes: "Of course we're coming. If we don't come, who else will come?"
Jiang Lu put away his phone and opened his arms for a brotherly hug.
Jiang Tu glanced at him, patted him on the shoulder, walked around him, and said indifferently: "Let's go, did you take a taxi?" He remembered that Jiang Lu had never had time to take the driving test, and Lin Jiayu hadn't had time either.
Jiang Lu: “…”
He turned to Lin Jiayu and said, "How heartless."
Lin Jiayu grinned and ran to catch up with Jiang Tu: "I'll drive. I just bought a new car."
Jiang Tu paused and turned to look at her: "Can you drive now?"
Lin Jiayu curled her lips and said, "I posted my driver's license on WeChat Moments last month, but you didn't even pay attention."
"Those who failed the third part of the test three times before finally passing it, stop bragging." Jiang Lu, who followed, ruthlessly exposed the reality, just like how Lin Jiayu ruthlessly told him back then that if he left Hexi Lane, no black internet cafe would accept him.
After WeChat was launched in 2011, more and more people started using it, and the Moments became a form of implicit social interaction. Some people like to take photos and share them after eating or taking a walk. Jiang Tu's daily routine is all about work, and his Moments is empty, with nothing in it.
Apart from his colleagues and work partners, he rarely uses WeChat. Lin Jiayu posts frequently on her Moments, at least one a day. He flipped through it once at the beginning of last month, and saw a photo of her and Zhu Xingyao on the eve of the 2017 Spring Festival. He never flipped through it again.
Lin Jiayu drove very slowly and carefully.
Jiang Lu, sitting in the passenger seat, urged: "Can you drive faster? I'm starving."
Lin Jiayu ignored him and asked Jiang Tu: "Jiang Tu, what do you want to eat?"
Jiang Tu leaned back in the back seat and looked out the window: "I ate on the plane."
Lin Jiayu: “…”
Jiang Lu pulled down his mask and said, "How ruthless."
They have all grown up over the years, and their personalities have changed somewhat. Jiang Lu has changed a lot, but fortunately he has not changed for the worse. With his good looks, he is now one of the most popular e-sports players. He has made a lot of money in the past two years, winning prize money from competitions and commercial endorsements.
He started participating in the competition when he was 17 years old. When he just earned a little money, he stayed in the team training all day. He had no place to spend the money and didn't know how to make money. Later, as soon as he got the bonus, he gave all the money to Jiang Tu.
Since the demolition of Hexi Lane, the housing prices in Jiangcheng have been rising again and again. Two years ago, Jiang Tu returned the money he earned from investment to Jiang Lu and asked him to look for a house. Jiang Lu bought a house of more than 150 square meters in Lin Jiayu's community and moved in with Shu Xian. They had a home again.
On the way, Lin Jiayu and Jiang Lu went to eat a bowl of duck blood vermicelli. The shop moved out of Hexi Lane, and the taste has not changed over the years. Jiang Tu leaned back in his chair and looked at Lin Jiayu and Jiang Lu opposite him. Naturally, he remembered the scene many years ago when Zhu Xingyao and Jiang Lu sat opposite him. He remembered Zhu Xingyao asking him if she was the most beautiful, remembered her being splashed with duck blood vermicelli soup, took off her coat worth more than 3,000 yuan and stuffed it into the trash can, remembered her running to him wearing his coat...
After they finished eating, the three of them walked out of the store and stood next to the car. Jiang Tu turned to look at Jiang Tu and said, "You go back by yourself. Tell mom that I will go back for dinner tomorrow night."
When the accident happened, Jiang Lu was still young. At that time, he didn't quite understand how much the college entrance examination would affect Jiang Tu. Later, he went to play in competitions and didn't take the college entrance examination. His life didn't depend on the college entrance examination. But he will always remember that day when Jiang Jinhui tried to delay with Chen Yi, and when Shu Xian hesitated to sign, Jiang Tu's eyes were desperate and indifferent.
Over the years, Jiang Tu and Shu Xian's relationship has always been distant, so it's normal that he doesn't want to go back to live.
Jiang Lu scratched his head: "Okay then."
Lin Jiayu turned to look at Jiang Tu: "Then I'll take you back."
Jiang Tu had an apartment in Jiangcheng, near the Institute of Engineering. He glanced at Lin Jiayu and did not refuse: "Okay."
Shu Xian had been waiting at home for a long time, and the door was not opened until ten o'clock.
She quickly stood up and rubbed her hands on her trouser legs. As a result, she saw only Jiang Lu.
Jiang Lu changed his shoes, looked up and said, "Don't look, my brother won't come back to live here."
That year, after Jiang Tu finished the college entrance examination, he forced Jiang Jinhui to divorce Shu Xian. If they had divorced earlier, it would have been better. Shu Xian has been regretting it. She looked at Jiang Lu and sighed. Jiang Lu went over and hugged her shoulders and smiled: "Okay, my brother will be back for dinner tomorrow night."
Shu Xian finally breathed a sigh of relief. She looked up and asked, "Has your brother lost weight?"
Jiang Lu said: "That's it, similar to me, but not as handsome as me."
If Lin Jiayu heard this, she would definitely say that he was narcissistic and had no self-awareness at all.
Lin Jiayu's car stopped downstairs of the apartment building.
Jiang Tu took out the suitcase from the trunk. Lin Jiayu got out of the car, stood beside the car, and looked up: "Which floor do you live on?"
"fifteen."
Jiang Tu came over with a suitcase. He stood next to Lin Jiayu with broad shoulders, blocking the light. He said softly, "Send me her WeChat ID and phone number."
Before in the car, Lin Jiayu had been waiting for Jiang Tu to bring up the topic. Since graduating from college, she seldom mentioned Zhu Xingyao in front of him, because Zhu Xingyao spent more time abroad and did not contact her much.
In other words, she didn't dare to contact her too much, for she was always afraid that she would not be able to control herself and tell others about Jiang Tu.
Zhu Xingyao didn't ask either.
Jiang Tu didn't ask either.
She was almost suffocating keeping the secret all by herself.
No, Lu Ji also knew the secret. If you put yourself in his shoes, he should feel worse than her.
She always felt that if possible, Jiang Tu and Zhu Xingyao would take the initiative to take that step without her having to say anything or do anything more.
Lin Jiayu suddenly smiled, and she deliberately asked, "Whose is it?"
Jiang Tu looked down at her. Without any explanation, he said, "Send it to me when you get home." Then he picked up his luggage and walked towards the apartment building.
Lin Jiayu stared at his back helplessly, returned to the car, and sent him all of Zhu Xingyao's contact information.
The apartment was very clean and had all the facilities. Jiang Tu didn't have much luggage, so he packed for more than ten minutes and walked to the balcony with his mobile phone. He stood on the balcony, looked up at the starry sky tonight, then lowered his head to open WeChat and search for the WeChat ID.
He paused on the friend verification and entered his name.
After a few seconds, it was deleted again.
Sent successfully.
Waiting for a response.
Zhu Xingyao had not been sleeping well in the past few years and was a little weak. She was still suffering from insomnia at around 11 o'clock. Finally, unable to fall asleep, she got up, went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water, returned to her room, and took a pill.
She put the cup of water on the bedside table, and the phone next to it suddenly flashed.
WeChat prompts friend request.
Few people added her personal WeChat account, so she picked up her phone and clicked it in confusion.
The other person's profile picture was a picture of the starry sky, with gray-blue tones, quiet and dry. Her heart skipped a beat, and she stared at the picture in a daze. Suddenly, she glanced downward, feeling a little aggrieved, and without any warning, her eyes turned red.
The author has something to say: We will meet in the next chapter. Wow, we can use WeChat after 2011! We have Moments! And Weibo! The Internet is well developed! It's not the 2000s!
Some readers said that the transition in the previous chapter was too fast, and that any plot confusion you have will be explained clearly in the flashbacks.
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