Chapter 35: Love Brain, Like Suffering from Skin Craving

Jin Wu has never had high material desires.

What's more, her favorite ring is already on her hand, so all others will pale in comparison.

She stayed where she was and asked the store clerks, listening attentively to them talk about how to properly maintain jewelry and what they needed to pay attention to.

The man in a suit standing beside him had an upright posture, handsome and unruly eyebrows, a sharp jawline, and exuded the aura of a superior with overflowing hormones.

He stood obediently, like a Rottweiler who only consciously wore a collar, quietly and loyally guarding her side, highlighting her unique sense of contrast.

Duan Shiyan lowered his eyes and stared straight at Jin Wu's hand hanging by his side.

It's like I have a skin craving.

I was secretly thinking of using the hand wearing the wedding ring to hold her hand, which also wore a wedding ring, again like an addict, and get close to her.

Just when their fingertips were about to touch, just 0.0001 seconds away—

"Brother Duan, come here!"

He was pounced on by his best friend in the world, Xue Nan, who grabbed his neck enthusiastically and dragged him to the other side like an excited king crab.

The brother who failed in the instant hand-holding experiment:?

At this moment, the love-brained man who can't hold his wife's hand is extremely depressed.

"You better be in trouble."

Duan Shiyan glared at him coldly, the invisible furry dog's tail behind him tapping the ground unhappily, "Otherwise I'll tear down your place."

Wow, look at how quickly this guy changes his expression.

Just now he was a sweet little dog circling around his wife.

Now it looks like a vicious dog ready to bite him at any time.

Okay, that's a short time.

"You can do it, kid!"

It seemed as if he had long been accustomed to this tragic contrast in treatment.

Xue Nan tiptoed slightly, hooked her arm around his shoulder, and approached with a playful smile, "You successfully got married to our Beijing primary and secondary school god without saying a word. To be honest, I thought you had let it go long ago."

Duan Shiyan frowned coldly.

"Who the hell is your Beijing primary and secondary school god?"

He impatiently pulled Xue Nan's hand away, his possessiveness overflowing, "She's mine."

Xue Nan:?

Okay, okay, it’s yours, okay!

What a living dad (pointing and talking).

“Why should I let go?”

Duan Shiyan put his hands in his pockets and looked at Jin Wu not far away, just like the sixteen-year-old boy looking at his secret crush from afar ten years ago.

"She's not happy at all, why should I let go?"

He whispered, "I just can't let it go."

After the car accident in my senior year of high school.

After a series of emergency operations, he finally regained consciousness. At this moment, he learned that Fu Yuchen had confessed to Jin Wu and that they were together.

His first thought was not hatred for having lost the opportunity to stand on the rooftop and confess his feelings to her.

But I hope they can always be well.

Because he knew that this was her secret love coming true.

If she can get what she wants and be happy, it doesn't matter if the person standing by her side is not him.

He just hoped she would be okay.

So he hoped more than anyone else that Fu Yuchen would be worthy of her precious and solemn feelings, and would hold her in his hands and treat her well.

But this man disappointed her, made her sad, and made her cry time and time again.

She is not happy at all.

How can he let go of this?

He simply couldn't let it go.

Duan Shiyan looked at Jin Wu not far away with deep eyes. He didn't know what she was talking about. Her eyebrows and eyes, like ink paintings, were slightly curved, and her rosy lips were slightly curved.

The smile is gentle and beautiful, like a bright and clean moonlight, exuding a beauty that is unique from the world.

As if infected, he couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips and his gaze became even brighter.

“.....”

Xue Nan stared at Duan Shiyan in a daze, and the playful smile on his face suddenly disappeared.

He remembered that it was his first year of high school.

The school is like a man entering menopause who is prone to going crazy. Suddenly, it decides to do something to the hair of all its students. All boys have to shave their heads, and all girls have to cut their hair short.

This rather difficult request naturally caused dissatisfaction among the people.

For a time, the mailboxes outside the office doors of the grade director and the principal were filled with various anonymous letters of protest.

But the effects are not significant, and there are rumors that this perverted regulation will be implemented this month.

Just as everyone had a sad face, they were ready to say goodbye to their hair.

Until the flag-raising ceremony on the second-to-last Monday of this month.

The girl standing on the stage was wearing a neat black and white school uniform and had a pure and clean face.

She was supposed to announce the appearance rectification regulations on behalf of the school.

He suddenly put the speech in his pocket, and his clear and firm voice spread throughout the audience through the microphone in front of him.

"I, Jin Wu from Class 9 of Senior 1, personally disagree with the school's excessive requirement to change the hair of both boys and girls."

"The school's starting point is to allow us to concentrate on our studies, so I think it would be enough to stipulate that boys' hair should not cover their eyebrows, ears, or necks, and girls' hair should not cover their eyes.

If all boys are required to shave their heads and all girls to wear short hair, ignoring the wishes of the students, this will obviously go against Jingzhong's original intention of promoting the all-round development of students' personalities."

"I never think that everything should be defined by a hairstyle alone. Unreasonable demands will only make our self-esteem worse."

"The flowers of our motherland should bloom freely and show their beauty, instead of being forced into rigid uniformity and stifling our pride."

The whole audience was silent for a moment, and then the thousands of students below the stage suddenly burst into excited cheers, like waves of freedom that no one could stop.

"Holy crap! Is this still the academic genius I know? He usually looks quiet and only studies hard, but I didn't expect him to be so brave. Don't you think so, Brother Duan?"

Xue Nan turned his head.

I saw the young man next to me, who either didn't appear or stood there carelessly like a spineless person, standing straight for the first time.

A pair of eyes were still staring at the flag-raising platform, as if they were deeply attracted by something.

The young master of the Duan family has always been rebellious and arrogant. Even if his own mother comes, it is useless, let alone other girls.

Xue Nan scratched his head in confusion, not even thinking about love.

I thought this kid was thanking the genius on the stage for saving his silver hair.

As a result, strange things began to happen.

The boy who used to regard studying as dirt started to show up to class on time for some unknown reason.

He also held various exercise books every day, and used a black pen with a puppy pattern that he stole from somewhere, and worked diligently and conscientiously on various questions.

He thought this was weird enough, but he didn't expect something even weirder was waiting for him.

One day, Xue Nan ran into him accidentally.

Duan Shiyan stood in the empty corridor with his back to the wall, holding a strawberry milk that didn't fit his cool personality, stretching it out as if he had some serious illness.

He kept muttering, "Here, here's your favorite strawberry milk." "Why should I be sad? It's just an exam."

.....After practicing for so long, I ended up just secretly placing it on Jin Wu's desk.

If he hadn't beaten him in the same familiar way as before, Xue Nan would have thought that Duan Shiyan was possessed by some demon.

Later, this increasingly weird young master of the Duan family suddenly came to him one day.

The first thing he said was, "Hey, I have a crush on a girl. How can I get her to see me?"

Xue Nan still remembers his reaction at that time. He fell off the chair with a plop and turned into a turtle. He was in pain for several days!

Secret love!

Duan Shiyan actually has a crush on someone!

This favored child of heaven, who has always been unruly and unruly, surrounded by many beautiful women and never lacking in suitors, actually chose to have a secret crush instead of an open love!

Xue Nan thought at the time that he would never believe it even if he was beaten to death.

But day after day, year after year.

He just watched as this proud and willful son of destiny plunged into this thorny road, fell into depravity, never looked back, and almost lost his life.

"Ah! Now the clouds have finally parted and the moon is shining."

Xue Nan, who never gave up her little pearl for love easily, felt a lump in his throat.

She stood on tiptoe again, hooked her arm around Duan Shiyan's shoulders, and smiled again, "Now that sister-in-law knows everything, you don't have to pay for the design. Just think of it as a wedding gift from your good brother..."

"She doesn't know yet."

Just as he finished speaking, Duan Shiyan said in a low voice, "She still doesn't know anything."

Xue Nan:?

He stopped laughing instantly.

"What did you say!"

Xue Nan transformed into an excited king crab once again, his voice suddenly rising, "How come sister-in-law doesn't know yet, you - wuwuwu!"

Receiving someone's cold warning, Xue Nan immediately covered his mouth and lowered his voice, "What are you doing? Isn't it because your sister-in-law knew that you had a crush on her for ten years that she was willing to marry you?"

"etc!"

Xue Nan's eyes widened. "If my sister-in-law still doesn't know anything, then how did she agree to marry you?"

"You didn't trick me, did you?!"