Jiang Tu's breath was choked. He lowered his head stiffly, his eyes filled with mixed emotions. He looked at her uncertainly, "What did you say?"
He heard it clearly, but she had already touched and surprised him so much tonight that he was not sure.
Zhu Xingyao pressed against his chest. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but his heartbeat suddenly quickened. She blushed and looked up, whispering, "I just want to be with you. I won't be back for more than a week. Sister Hua has received many invitations for cooperation recently and is in the process of negotiating. I may be very busy next time, as I have a competition to prepare for..."
Besides, she is not the only one who is busy, he is also busy.
Jiang Tu was stunned for a moment, and seemed to understand what she meant. She just wanted to accompany him, not what he thought. He lowered his eyes, hiding those desires. It seemed that he was thinking too much. How long have they been together
Zhu Yunping had just talked to him, and they might not agree with him being with her.
He remembered that in high school, she often did this unexpectedly, taking people's hearts and lives. He helped her put on the mask and said helplessly: "Xingxing, there are some things you need to think about before you say them." He paused and said bluntly, "I will misunderstand."
Zhu Xingyao was stunned and confused for a moment.
Jiang Tu's eyes were dark and deep. His slender fingers gently pinched her earlobe, and the emotion in his eyes was still there: "I have liked you for so long, and my intentions towards you are not just simple psychological, understand?"
Zhu Xingyao's ears were pinched by him and felt a little itchy. She was flustered and quickly lowered her head and said nervously: "I... I didn't think so much just now..."
The two of them had just confirmed their relationship not long ago, and Jiang Tu usually looked cold and abstinent except when he kissed her. She really didn't think about it that way.
Silence for a few seconds.
Jiang Tu rubbed her head, turned around and unlocked the door, whispering, "Your father should still be outside. Even if I want to take you home, it may not be possible." He looked back at her, "I have to get your parents to accept me first."
Zhu Xingyao was taken out of the dressing room by him, her face flushed.
Xiaokui and Xiaotian walked outside, but found that they didn't catch up with them, so they ran back.
Zhu Xingyao looked at her: "Where's my dad?"
Xiao Kui said: "He is outside. He told Xiao Tian and I to go home first and he will drive you back."
Zhu Xingyao looked up at Jiang Tu, Jiang Tu let go of her hand and looked down at her: "Send me a message when you get home, go to bed early tonight, and call me if you can't sleep."
Worried about reporters nearby, they walked separately.
Zhu Xingyao is a public figure, she is not worried about being secretly photographed and exposed, but she thinks Jiang Tu's personality should not like their relationship to be exposed and commented on by netizens. She sat in Zhu Yunping's car and leaned forward on the seat: "Dad, do you really not like Jiang Tu?"
Zhu Yunping drove the car and smiled: "Xingxing, it's not that Dad doesn't like her, but I think she is not the best match for you. If you are with her, you will inevitably think of some unhappy memories."
"But I'm very happy now." Zhu Xingyao retorted.
Zhu Yunping was silent for a moment, then said helplessly: "You are already 26 years old, and your mother and I cannot force you to make a choice."
Zhu Xingyao was stunned for a moment, then quickly smiled: "So you agree?"
Zhu Yunping snorted: "Did I say that? I only said that I would not strongly interfere with your choice. It depends on his performance."
The incident back then left a huge psychological trauma on Zhu Xingyao, and she subconsciously avoided it. The incident was caused by Jiang Tu. If Jiang Tu could understand and resolve her knot in her heart, he and Ding Yu would be able to feel truly at ease.
The next afternoon, Zhu Xingyao and Hua Ling took their team to New York. Her interview was also posted online that day. Netizens were speculating about who the person she was talking about was. Zhu Xingyao kept silent about it.
In mid-November, the day before Zhu Xingyao finished work and prepared to return home, Zhu Xingyao sat on the bed, turned on Xiao Jiang and pressed the "on-call" service.
Jiang Tu was very busy recently because of the final testing and launch of the new product. Plus the time difference, sometimes the two of them didn't get through on the phone. Either he was busy or she was sleeping. It was a rare day for him to be free, and it was night on Jiang Tu's side. Zhu Xingyao waited for a long time until she received an automatic reply.
She frowned. Didn't she say she would go home early tonight
She poked again.
Half a minute later, the video was connected. The camera was facing the dark grey bed with a black sweater thrown on it, but Jiang Tu was not there. The next second, the man's tight back came into view. His shoulders were broader than when he was young. He picked up the black sweater from the bed and quickly put it on with his back to her. The whole process took only four or five seconds, but it was very pleasing to the eye.
Jiang Tu has been running for many years. He can run 10,000 meters in one breath. He has always been in good shape. Zhu Xingyao was stunned. Jiang Tu turned around and walked closer. He explained: "I was taking a shower just now. How many times have you called me?"
Zhu Xingyao's mind was still full of the image of him putting on his clothes just now. She looked at his calm face, rubbed it with her hands, and whispered, "Just... twice."
Jiang Tu took his phone to the study. He was not wearing glasses and his black hair was still a little wet. "We will do the final test tomorrow and go to Beijing the day after tomorrow to prepare for the press conference." He sat down on the chair, looked at the screen, and asked her: "Can you fly to Beijing when you come back? I'll help you change your ticket."
Zhu Xingyao pouted: "My grandma is going to celebrate her 80th birthday in two days, I have to go back."
Jiang Tu paused, thought for a moment, and said, "Forget it then."
"You will show up at your company's product launch conference in a few days?" Zhu Xingyao suddenly thought of this question.
Jiang Tu turned on the computer and nodded. Zhu Xingyao asked again, "Are you nervous?"
Jiang Tu leaned back in his chair and smiled, "I'm not nervous, I just don't like the camera. But I developed this product, so I can't refuse. It would be better if I explain and introduce it." He paused, looked up at her, "Besides, I'm your boyfriend, and in the future... I will try my best to attend your performances. I don't plan to hide from the camera all the time."
I am your boyfriend and will be your husband in the future.
Zhu Xingyao thought that this might be what he wanted to say. She smiled and lowered her head.
Two days later, Zhu Xingyao returned home and was packing her luggage when Mrs. Zhang brought her a box: "Miss, this is the express I received yesterday. It's for you."
Zhu Xingyao opened the box and saw a robot lying inside.
There was also a note on it.
This robot is perfect for accompanying the elderly
Birthday gift for grandma
Wish her a long life
—November 20, 2017
Signed: Jiang Tu.
Zhu Xingyao took a photo for him and asked curiously: "I received it, but why was the card not written by the left hand?"
Jiang Tu said: "This is not a love letter."
Zhu Xingyao: “…Oh.”
She thought about it, dropped her luggage, and ran to the kitchen to find Ding Yu. Ding Yu was cooking in the kitchen, and when she saw her come in, she smiled and said, "Are you hungry? You can eat soon."
"No." Zhu Xingyao spoke quickly, "Mom, did you really throw away all the love letters I asked you to throw away?"
Ding Yu put down the spatula and asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Do you still want to get it back?"
Zhu Xingyao was embarrassed to say that she had gone to the attic to look for them many times. She explained in a low voice: "Those love letters... were written by Jiang Tu. I want to find them back. If they are really thrown away, then forget it."
Ding Yu was stunned for a moment, then realized what was going on. She told Aunt Zhang to watch the fire, then turned to look at Zhu Xingyao: "I didn't throw it away. You kept every toy that wasn't broken since you were a child. I also put the eighty-seven love letters in the attic."
Zhu Xingyao looked at her.
Ding Yu was helpless: "I'll take you up there to look for it."
The two of them went up to the attic. Zhu Xingyao saw Ding Yu take out the stack of love letters and cards from her elementary school textbooks. She felt a little depressed: "You hid it too well, didn't you? No wonder I couldn't find it..."
Ding Yu looked at her unhappily: "Why did you come back again?"
Zhu Xingyao puffed up his cheeks and said, "Only twice."
"When you were a kid, you didn't dare look me in the eye when you lied." Ding Yu brushed off the dust on the card. Seeing the card dated August 29, 2008, she was silent for a moment and looked up at her daughter. "Did Jiang Tu really write this?"
Zhu Xingyao took the cards, breathed a sigh of relief, and whispered, "He wrote it with his left hand."
Jiangtu’s product launch was on November 26th, and Zhu Xingyao bought a flight to Beijing for the evening of the 25th.
The night before leaving, Lin Jiayu called and said, "Xingxing, if the book "Waiting for the Stars" is made public, do you mind? Recently, my editor has been asking for manuscripts every day. She wants to make this book. I said I need to ask for the prototype's consent. I'm afraid she can't help but contact you." She sighed helplessly, "And the old fans of the book have actually guessed that the prototype is you. I feel that I can't hide it anymore."
Zhu Xingyao thought for a moment and said softly, "Actually, it doesn't matter whether I mind or not. The post about No. 1 Middle School has been covered up so high, and it was also exposed during the last school anniversary. I think the one who should mind this the most is Lu Ji."
Jiang Tu has been misunderstood for so many years and has never had an explanation. Now that he is with Zhu Xingyao, those things are no longer important to him.
Lin Jiayu was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "You're right. If it were really exposed, Lu Ji would probably be scolded to death."
Zhu Xingyao pursed her lips: "Have you told him?"
"How dare I say it! And I don't know how to say it..." Lin Jiayu was very depressed and regretful. "If I had known, I wouldn't have written that I had a crush on him in high school. Jiang Tu would definitely scold me if he knew... I feel like I have stirred up two hornet's nests. I am going to die."
Zhu Xingyao smiled and said, "It's okay. If Jiang Tu scolds you, I'll stop him."
As for Lu Ji.
Lin Jiayu had to solve it herself.
At 10:30 pm on the 25th, Zhu Xingyao dragged a small suitcase and walked out of the airport alone. Beijing was colder than Jiangcheng. She buried her face in her scarf and walked towards the parking lot with her head down. From a distance, she saw Jiang Tu standing next to a black commercial vehicle.
Zhu Xingyao suddenly remembered that he hadn't had that nightmare for a long time.
Jiang Tu was wearing a black coat, with fair skin and handsome features. Zhu Xingyao walked up to him, smiling with her eyes curved. Jiang Tu hugged her in his arms and asked in a low voice, "Why are you alone? Where's Xiaokui?"
Zhu Xingyao whispered: "I came to see you, not to work, why would I bring Xiaokui with me?"
The author has something to say: I'm late, sorry.
Because everyone says that iron beds are not good, I am returning or exchanging them... I just checked the logistics and it will be ready soon.
Jiayu likes Lu Ji, I thought everyone saw it in the campus part~