Jiang Tu's message made the group quiet for a few seconds, and soon the messages were refreshed so fast that they could not be seen. The students in Class 1 still had the impression that Jiang Tu was a cold and poor boy. In their eyes, Lu Ji and Zhu Xingyao were male gods and goddesses, made for each other.
But who would have thought that after so many years, Jiang Tu and Zhu Xingyao became a couple.
After a while, Zhu Xingyao came out of the bathroom. She hadn't seen the message in the group. Jiang Tu was already dressed. He picked up the scarf and helped her tie it. Zhu Xingyao kept her head down and was embarrassed to look at him. She had clearly offered to help just now. She ran out of strength halfway through. Jiang Tu held her hand and continued. She still felt that her palms were still hot. Her mind was full of Jiang Tu's red eyes and panting.
The contrast of this man always breaks her perception of him little by little.
Jiang Tu saw that her ears were still red, so he lowered his eyes and smiled.
At this time, Zhu Xingyao's cell phone that had fallen on the carpet rang. Jiang Tu leaned over to pick it up and handed it to her. It was Hua Ling who called. Hua Ling called mainly because of something on Weibo and to confirm the work schedule.
Jiang Tu took the car keys and took her out.
Zhu Xingyao walked into the elevator and said softly, "Let netizens handle what happened on Weibo."
She hung up the phone and turned to look at Jiang Tu: "Is this all right? Let Jiayu handle it herself, and..." She paused, then whispered, "Jiayu liked Lu Ji in high school. You may not know that he is the one who is most affected by this matter. Jiayu should have told him. Let them handle it themselves, okay?"
Jiang Tu was silent for a while. Back then, for various reasons, he pushed Zhu Xingyao to Lu Ji's side. When he hated him, it was impossible for him to say that he didn't care at all. But from the beginning to the end, he only wanted Zhu Xingyao, mainly her.
The elevator door opened, and he looked down at her, remembering her shy and curious reaction just now, and reached out to hold her in his arms, whispering, "Okay."
At around ten o'clock, Zhu Xingyao returned home. The TV in the living room was on, but Zhu Yunping and Ding Yu were not watching it. They were holding their phones and reading novels and trending searches. They didn't even notice that she was back. She called out, "Dad, Mom, I'm back."
Zhu Yunping looked back at her, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you willing to come back?"
Zhu Xingyao walked in front of them. Ding Yu looked away from the screen and raised his eyes to look at her: "Is everything in the book "Waiting for the Stars" true?"
Zhu Xingyao was slightly embarrassed and muttered: "Why are you guys watching too..."
"It's already trending, and it's about you, how can I not take a look?" Ding Yu looked at her indifferently, "Besides, you didn't tell the truth when you went to Beijing to find Jiang Tu. I thought you went to work, and when you came back you didn't go home, but went to someone else's house."
"Mother… "
Zhu Xingyao sat down beside her, hugged her arms, and begged for mercy in a coquettish manner.
Ding Yu sighed: "If you have time on the weekend, take him home for dinner. You don't know that your father and I received several calls tonight, all of which were asking if the matter between you and Jiang Tu was true."
Ding Yu and Zhu Yunping did not like Jiang Tu very much before, but now their daughter is with him, and he has liked her for so many years, it would be a lie to say that they are not moved. It would be difficult to find another man who likes their daughter so much and who is willing to be with them.
Or not.
Zhu Xingyao returned to the room happily and called Lin Jiayu.
Lin Jiayu asked nervously: "Jiang Tu hasn't replied to my message yet, nor has he called to scold me. Is he mad to death?"
"No." Zhu Xingyao lay on the bed, "I've already told him, it's up to you to handle it, do whatever you want."
Lin Jiayu was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed: "Xingxing, you must have made a big sacrifice, right? Jiang Tu has been secretly in love with you for so many years, I don't believe he doesn't have some bad intentions. It's not easy to get you, if he starts having sex, he should..."
"No, no." Zhu Xingyao blushed and interrupted her quickly. Perhaps she had really grown up. Lin Jiayu had no taboos when talking to Li Xixi about this. She said embarrassedly, "Don't guess. We haven't done it yet."
Lin Jiayu laughed: "I guess Jiang Tu should be able to endure until marriage. He is the most patient person I have ever met in my life."
Zhu Xingyao: “…”
She lowered her eyes, a little reluctant for him to endure it.
That night, Lin Jiayu opened the column "Waiting for the Stars", which had been locked in her column for several years, and also posted the latest revised manuscript, which was tens of thousands of words more than the original version.
In an instant, readers flocked in by the thousands.
Late that night, Lu Ji, Xu Xiangyang and Zhou Yuan were sitting in a private room drinking. His cell phone was on the table, and messages popped up like explosions. He took a few glances, then lowered his head expressionlessly to pour the wine. There were already a lot of cans piled up next to him.
Zhou Yuan and Lu Ji have been brothers for many years. No matter what happens, he almost always stands on Lu Ji's side unconditionally. He casually read a few lines of a romance novel, threw away his phone in anger, and scolded Lin Jiayu with a dark face: "I can't stand it anymore, I can't stand it anymore, Lin Jiayu is such an ungrateful person! You spent so much time tutoring her in high school, but she didn't appreciate it, and she was in a cold war with you. She always stood on Jiang Tu's side... Now she's making a movie called "Waiting for the Stars", which is so bloody and violent that I can't bear to watch it. People on the Internet are scolding you. This is cyber violence!"
"Stop scolding me." Lu Ji poured Zhou Yuan a glass of wine. "I agree with her release."
Xu Xiangyang and Zhou Yuan were both stunned. Xu Xiangyang looked at Lu Ji and said, "You asked Lin Jiayu to let her out. What were you thinking?"
Lu Ji lit a cigarette, lowered his head slightly and took a deep puff. The air was filled with smoke, and his expression was unclear: "After so many years, that post is still hanging high on the No. 1 Middle School forum. Doesn't Jiang Tu have the ability to delete it? He has it, and so do I. But we didn't touch it. He may think that those things are already history in everyone's mind, and even if they are deleted, nothing can be changed. Zhu Xingyao and I were in a premature relationship before, and he reported it. I think neither of us is more upright than the other. You have a good relationship with me and stand on my side, but so many years have passed, and I know in my heart that I am the one who is not upright. I have countless opportunities to confess to Zhu Xingyao, but I didn't."
"It might be a relief for me to change this history."
Xu Xiangyang and Zhou Yuan were silent.
A bunch of messages popped up on Lu Ji's phone again. He lowered his eyes and saw that they were from Lin Jiayu, and they were red envelopes.
One string after another, endlessly.
He frowned and picked up his phone to open it.
Lin Jiayu didn't know how many red envelopes she had sent. She sent a message to Lu Ji: "Mental damage compensation, if it's not enough, I will sell my blood to make up for it later."
Finally, she sent another kneeling emoticon.
Lu Ji twitched his lips and replied, "Stand up."
…
Overnight, the number of collections of "Waiting for the Stars" increased from over 500 to 60,000, and is still rising.
The next day, as soon as Jiang Tu arrived at the company, he found that people in the company looked at him with curiosity and envy. Firstly, it was because Zhu Xingyao ran into the box to find him that night, and everyone in the company knew that Zhu Xingyao was his girlfriend; secondly, everyone was paying attention to the hot searches and the book "Waiting for the Stars". A cold and abstinent boss had a crush on a girl for twelve years. This kind of thing would sound like a fairy tale if it were told to others.
"No wonder the boss doesn't accept any woman's advances. It turns out he already has someone he likes."
"A man can have a crush on a woman for twelve years, that's how much love she must have! I don't envy anyone in my life, I only envy Zhu Xingyao, wuwuwuwu..."
"Don't look down on the poor youngsters. You've all read the books, right? I didn't expect that the boss was so miserable back then. It makes me sad just thinking about it."
Jiang Tu heard some discussions more or less and frowned.
During his student days, he was used to all kinds of discussions from others, and the contemptuous, mocking, and curious looks. Now, he was being talked about and envied because of his relationship, and he suddenly felt uncomfortable.
Jiang Tu returned to the office with an expressionless face, and Lao Yuan followed him with dark circles under his eyes.
Last night, as soon as Lao Yuan saw the trending search, he sent a WeChat message to Lin Jiayu. Lin Jiayu sent him the document. He stayed up all night to finish watching "Waiting for the Stars". It was as if he had seen the entire youth of Jiang Tu, Zhu Xingyao and that group of people. He was moved by Jiang Tu's restraint and forbearance, and he also mourned for himself.
Old Yuan sighed: "There's no hope for Xiao Lin and me..."
Jiang Tu sat behind his desk and looked up at him: "How did you know?"
Lao Yuan sat down in front of him and said helplessly: "I sent her a WeChat message last night, and she explained it to me clearly."
Jiang Tu thought of Zhu Xingyao's words and fell silent.
Lao Yuan is the same age as Jiang Tu. At his age, people fall in love with the intention of getting married. He thinks that there is no way to cultivate feelings, and you will always fall in love over time. But Lin Jiayu thinks that love should not compromise with age and marriage. Even if life eventually returns to peace and daily necessities, at least you can be amazed when you have it.
For example, Zhu Xingyao and Jiang Tu.
Another example is Li Xixi and Xu Xiangyang.
At night, news came that Ding Xiang had woken up.
The next night, which happened to be Friday, Jiang Tu went to see Ding Xiang with Zhu Xingyao, Li Xixi and a group of people.
Ding Xiang's wife had been staying at the hospital for the past few days. After Ding Xiang woke up, she was even more reluctant to go home. She welcomed them in with a tired look, and happily turned to Ding Xiang and said, "They are here to see you."
Ding Xiang was seriously injured, with several fractures on his body. He had just come out of the ICU and was not in a very good state of mind. He was lying on the hospital bed and unable to move, but he was awake.
He was very happy to see Jiang Tu and the others, and smiled weakly: "My wife told me that you guys came back to see me two nights ago, and I was so touched."
Jiang Tu and Xu Xiangyang put the fruits and supplements they bought on the table. He looked at Ding Xiang: "How do you feel?"
Ding Xiang grinned: "Not bad, I fell from the third floor, but I'm lucky enough to be alive and not disabled."
Ding Xiang's wife immediately glared: "What are you talking about?"
Li Xixi also choked him: "Why is your mouth still so stinky? Can you say something auspicious?"
Ding Xiang felt a little aggrieved and said weakly, "Is it unlucky for me to boast about my good fortune?"
"Don't talk anymore." Ding Xiang's wife was about to cry again. She said aggrievedly, "I almost became a widow, and your child almost lost his father, and you can still laugh..."
Ding Xiang hurriedly coaxed, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Li Xixi came over and hugged her: "It's okay, if you survive a disaster, you will have good fortune in the future!"
Ding Xiang's wife nodded while crying, turned around, took out some fruit from the basket, and walked towards the bathroom with the fruit in her arms.
The general ward was not big, and Zhu Xingyao stood farther away from the door, close to the bathroom door. When Ding Xiang's wife walked to the door, her steps suddenly stopped, and she fell softly to the side of Zhu Xingyao. Zhu Xingyao screamed with a pale face and stepped back in shock.
Jiang Tu turned his head and reacted quickly, moving forward to hold Ding Xiang's wife across from Zhu Xingyao.
Ding Xiang's wife fainted on Zhu Xingyao, and Zhu Xingyao felt her bulging belly pressing against her. She took a few deep breaths and reached out stiffly to support her. Li Xixi saw this and immediately ran over to help Ding Xiang's wife onto herself.
"Xu Xiangyang, come and help!" Li Xixi shouted.
Xu Xiangyang came over quickly and carried the pregnant woman to the bed next to her.
Lin Jiayu ran to call a doctor.
Jiang Tu felt Zhu Xingyao trembling slightly in his arms. Thinking she was frightened, he hugged her tightly and coaxed her in a low voice: "It's okay. She must have been too tired these days."
Zhu Xingyao's slender white fingers tightly grasped his clothes, her face buried in his chest, trying to regulate her breathing.
Li Xixi turned around and looked at her worriedly.
Soon, the doctor came. Ding Xiang's wife had hardly had any rest in the past few days and was very worried. How could a pregnant woman stand such torture? She had a miscarriage and was transferred to the obstetrics and gynecology department. Ding Xiang was so scared that she almost fainted again.
At ten o'clock in the evening, a group of people left the hospital.
Zhu Xingyao became silent after his wife fainted in Ding Xiang.
Jiang Tu took her to the car, and Zhu Xingyao suddenly remembered the screenshot Li Xixi sent her last night, and what Jiang Tu said in the group chat, "Please invite everyone to the wedding wine." He really wanted to marry her. Jiang Tu opened the car door, and Zhu Xingyao suddenly grabbed him and whispered, "Brother Tu?"
"Hmm?" Jiang Tu turned around. "Let's talk in the car. It's cold outside."
Zhu Xingyao didn't move. She put her hands through his open coat, hugged his waist tightly, looked up at him, and said with difficulty: "Brother Tu, if I don't want to have children, would you mind? Or if I don't want to get married and want to break up..."
The author has something to say: Ah, it's Friday already? Can we still get married? Come on Tu Ge, come on me, I'll update more tomorrow...