Zhu Xingyao remembered that Lin Jiayu said that she wanted to write a story about their youth. At first she thought it was Lin Jiayu’s new book, but after reading the reviews, she found that it was not. “Waiting for the Stars” was a story that Lin Jiayu had locked and had not finished.
When Lin Jiayu was serializing this book, she didn't even sign a contract with the website. She just wrote the stories she wanted to record. In the past few years, her popularity has gradually improved. She has tens of thousands of fans on Weibo and two book clubs, one of which is mostly old fans. Most of the old fans are fans of Waiting for the Stars and have been waiting for the ending of this book, whether it is good or bad. Last time, when Li Xixi and Zhu Xingyao were on the hot search, the old fans in the group asked Lin Jiayu if the prototype was Zhu Xingyao? At that time, it was such a big fuss, how could Lin Jiayu dare to say yes.
She denied it immediately.
Although the old fans were confused, they believed it.
This time, Li Xixi and Zhu Xingyao both forwarded her pre-sale advertisement, almost confirming the prototype of the character.
When old fans of the book saw it, they went straight to her and Zhu Xingyao’s Weibo to leave comments, and also sent her many private messages in the group. They were excited to know the answer.
Lin Jiayu was devastated. She first tried to appease the fans and told them not to spread the news. Then she called Zhu Xingyao. "Xingxing, please delete those comments quickly, or just repost and delete the Weibo." She said in an anxious and apologetic tone, "Delete it first, delete all the content related to Waiting for the Stars. If it gets out, I'm afraid Jiang Tu will scold me to death."
Zhu Xingyao stood up, walked to the balcony, and asked in a low voice: "Jiang Xing... is it Jiang Tu?"
Lin Jiayu explained tearfully, "Yes... I wrote Waiting for the Stars a few years ago. The prototype protagonists are you, Jiang Tu, and Lu Ji... and of course our group. I only wrote a few tens of thousands of words. Not long after Jiang Tu went abroad in 2013, I locked it up. Only some old fans have read it. After seeing you forward it, they guessed that the prototype was you."
Zhu Xingyao was silent for a moment, then said softly, "I want to see it, can I?"
A few minutes later, Lin Jiayu sent over a document.
Lin Jiayu: "This is the version I revised recently. It has more than 100,000 words and is more realistic."
Zhu Xingyao deleted the comment and temporarily handed over the Weibo post to Hua Ling, letting her handle the matter.
It was already five o'clock in the afternoon. Zhu Xingyao sent Hua Ling away and went back to her room to change clothes. She closed the door, sat on the sofa and opened the document. Zhu Xingyao didn't know how to describe the feeling of reading this book. Lin Jiayu and Jiang Tu grew up together. She was very familiar with Jiang Tu. This story written from Jiang Tu's perspective was very real and vivid. Zhu Xingyao seemed to see the tenacious, forbearing, restrained and humble Jiang Tu when he was young.
Lin Jiayu's description of Zhu Xingyao is vague, perhaps because she didn't know the truth of the matter well enough at that time, nor did she know her well enough. Zhu Xingyao used her 26-year-old experience to look at her own story when she was 16 or 17 years old, and the unknown, confused, and ignorant feelings of the time gradually clarified those vague feelings.
"Xingxing, it's six o'clock, we should go out."
Ding Yu knocked on the door and called her.
Zhu Xingyao quickly wiped her eyes and shouted to the door: "You go downstairs first, I'll be right there." She quickly stood up, changed her clothes casually, put on a scarf, and didn't even have time to put on makeup. She just put on some lipstick and left.
On the way, she was absent-minded no matter what Ding Yu said to her.
Ding Yu turned around and saw her holding her phone. He couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking at? Why are you so engrossed in it?"
Zhu Xingyao lowered his head and sniffed softly, then whispered, "Read a novel."
When getting off the car, Zhu Xingyao's eyes were red.
Ding Yu touched her face with a headache and smiled helplessly, "How can you cry while reading a novel? Go and touch up your makeup first. There are other guests here. It's not good to meet people with red eyes."
Zhu Xingyao didn't ask if there were any other guests, she just nodded.
This is a high-end private restaurant with modern Chinese decoration, stylish and quiet, and is favored by senior executives of various companies to entertain customers, especially foreign customers. Jiang Tu Lao Yuan and his assistant walked in with two German customers. The German customers brought their wives. His wife did not speak English well, so she communicated with her husband in German.
They stood in the aisle. Jiang Tu saw that the customer looked confused. He said in German, "The restroom is on the left. Just walk in from here."
The customer was pleasantly surprised and asked in German: "You can speak German?"
Even Lao Yuan looked at Jiang Tu in surprise. He didn't know Jiang Tu could speak German.
Jiang Tu smiled and said, "Basic communication is no problem."
Zhu Xingyao came out of the bathroom and saw Jiang Tu standing in front of her. He was wearing a formal black suit, with a tall and handsome figure. She heard his deep and magnetic voice speaking fluent German, and her heart was pounding, her nose was sour, and she almost cried.
Lin Jiayu wrote in "Waiting for the Stars" that the day after Jiang Xing's eighteenth birthday, they came out of the Internet cafe and went to the bookstore.
Jiang Xing bought two German books.
This is just the beginning.
Later, he bought a lot of books, and a pile of German books was piled up in his old room.
He stood in the white snow and said in a depressed tone: I can't bear it.
"She is very kind. If she really likes me, when we are together, she will take care of my emotions, become sensitive, considerate, and may give up a lot of things for me... Maybe it's just a Western meal at first, but as time goes by, she will give up more and more things because of me, and she may be unhappy because of this, and lose a lot of happiness that she should have."
"Maybe I can give her a lot of things in the future, but this is not a reason for me to let her suffer with me for several years."
…
Can you lie to her just because you don't want to
Can you help her make the choice if you are reluctant
Why did Jiang Tu always make her feel distressed and resentful at the same time
Jiang Tu seemed to sense something, and he turned around and saw her. Zhu Xingyao was standing at the door of the bathroom, looking at him. She was wearing a beige dress, and her eyes were red. There were complicated emotions in her eyes, like resentment, sadness, and heartache...
He asked unexpectedly: "Stars?"
The client suddenly spoke in German in surprise: "Oh my God, is this Zhu Xingyao? Am I right? My wife and I watched two of your concerts in Munich. They were wonderful. My wife and I liked them very much and were deeply impressed by you."
Old Yuan smiled and said, "This is a coincidence."
They didn't expect that the customer recognized Zhu Xingyao.
Zhu Xingyao took a deep breath, and the soft curve of her chest rose and fell. She suppressed her tears and walked towards Jiangtu.
She stood in front of him but didn't look at him.
She looked up and smiled at her client and said in German, "Thank you."
Jiang Tu looked down at her. The client turned around and asked if they knew each other. Lao Yuan wanted to say that they were boyfriend and girlfriend, but then he thought about the public place and didn't know if this could be made public, so he held back.
Zhu Xingyao blinked: "We were high school classmates."
Zhu Xingyao was afraid that her parents would come looking for her, so she finally looked up and said to Jiang Tu, "I came here with my parents. I'll go into the box first."
Their private rooms were in the same direction. Several people turned the corner and walked along the carpeted corridor. Zhu Xingyao stopped at the door of a private room. Just as she was about to push the door, it opened from the inside. A young and handsome man stood behind the door and smiled at her: "Auntie said you have a bit of a poor sense of direction. I was afraid you couldn't find the private room, so I was just about to go find you."
Zhu Xingyao was stunned. She looked at the person in front of her: "Jiang Yi? Why are you here?"
Jiang Yi is the son of Mr. Jiang, the CEO of Zhu Yunping's cooperative company. He is one year older than Zhu Xingyao and single. Jiang Yi raised his eyebrows: "I came with my parents. They said they would treat your family to a meal and you should come too. So, I came."
Zhu Xingyao guessed what her parents had planned. She was silent for a moment, then felt a strong gaze from behind her. She lowered her head and said, "Go in first."
The door of the box closed and Jiang Tu stood stiffly outside the door, not saying a word.
Old Yuan pointed at the door and looked at Jiang Tu blankly: "No, this, this, how does this look like a blind date?" Isn't Zhu Xingyao Jiang Tu's girlfriend? Why did she go on a blind date? "Did you have a fight?"
The atmosphere seemed to be frozen. Jiang Tu still remembered that he came with a client. He took a deep breath and said to the client, "Let's go in first."
The client seemed to have noticed something and laughed: "You like her? She is very beautiful and there must be a lot of people chasing after her. Come on."
Jiang Tu forced a smile: "Thank you."
He pushed open the door of the box and invited the customer to go in.
Zhu Xingyao sat down next to Ding Yu. She looked at her with resentment, unhappy that they had arranged a blind date for her.
Ding Yu squeezed her hand and whispered, "Your Uncle Jiang has invited you many times. It's hard to refuse. Just have a meal together. Jiang Yi is really good. You can get in touch with him more and see if you can get along well."
Zhu Xingyao gave them face and said nothing more.
This was not her first blind date, but tonight was the first time she felt it was so difficult and she felt a little absent-minded.
At half past eight they left the restaurant.
Jiang Tu came out of the box and saw Zhu Xingyao and the man walking to the corner. He heard Zhu Yunping say with a smile: "Xingxing, Xiao Jiang just said that he wanted to go to the movies with you. You haven't been to the cinema for a long time, right? Let's go to see a movie."
He stood there, lowering his eyelashes, and after a few seconds, he quickly chased after her.
He called Lao Yuan and said, "Tell the client that I have something to do. Please take care of it first."
Old Yuan exclaimed, but Jiang Tu had already hung up the phone.
Jiang Tu quickly ran to the elevator door.
The elevator door just closed.
He pressed a few buttons on the elevator, which quickly descended and stopped on the underground first floor.
Jiang Tu turned around and walked towards the safe passage. He rushed down quickly, eagerly chasing something.
He rushed out of the safe passage and saw Zhu Xingyao standing in front of the man, looking up and talking.
The air in the underground garage was chilly. Zhu Xingyao buried half of her face in her scarf and looked up at Jiang Yi. "There are some things I should tell you first. My parents didn't tell me..."
Before she could finish her words, her hand was suddenly grabbed by someone.
Zhu Xingyao was pulled to Jiang Tu's side. Jiang Tu was breathing slightly. He looked at Jiang Yi calmly: "I'm sorry, she can't go to the movies with you."
The author has something to say: Brother Tu, I will stop here for now, there is still something I haven't finished. I caught a serious cold, and after taking medicine, the alarm clocks didn't wake me up in the afternoon... Please come back in the morning, there will be more updates, and if there is no online review, it may be added after this chapter.