Chapter 15 "He has someone else in his heart."

The next morning, Jiang Yao was a little confused about how he had crawled out of Duan Zhuxian's bed.

Not far away, Duan Zhuxian was sitting on the long sofa where he was supposed to sleep.

It was obvious that he had just woken up. His hair was hanging in disorder in front of his forehead, and his eyes, hidden deep under his brow, were a little hazy with the remaining sleepiness, which diluted his fierce aura.

He doesn't seem as cold-blooded and mean as usual.

Jiang Yao bent his knuckles and rubbed his slightly painful temples, trying to get rid of the remaining obstruction of alcohol, but he still had no memory of changing beds.

Isn't it blacking out again?

Last time, after drinking too much, he failed to grab the bed and was pinned down by the winner and had his way with him. This was the second greatest humiliation in his life.

The first one was the time when Duan Zhuxian denied their friendship on the spot.

With his voice hoarse, he asked Duan Zhuxian suspiciously, "Did I kick you out of bed?"

Duan Zhuxian didn't answer, and stood up after a while: "It's eight o'clock, pack up and go downstairs for breakfast."

His expression and demeanor were so calm and composed.

This made Jiang Yao feel that Duan Zhuxian agreed.

After all, Duan Zhuxian has always been such a pretentious person. When he occasionally beat me in exams at school, I always acted as if nothing had happened and didn't care about the world. God knows how many exercise books I secretly studied after returning home.

However, since it was a fight for territory, it would inevitably be a fierce battle, and Duan Zhuxian would never give up the bed to him easily.

But Duan Zhuxian didn't look like he had been treated violently by him. His meticulously carved face was still so perfect that it was infuriating, without even a single red mark.

Is it possible that he was hit in a place covered by clothes?

Jiang Yao thought about it and secretly observed Duan Zhuxian while he was changing clothes.

With his upper body naked, Duan Zhuxian paused with his hand on the waistband of his pants and glanced at Jiang Yao.

"If you want to see it, then see it openly."

"Fuck, who wants to look at you..."

Jiang Yao took a long stride, jumped off the bed, turned around and went into the bathroom to wash up, running faster than a rabbit.

After the people left, Duan Zhuxian continued to take off his clothes.

He had stabbed Jiang Yao on purpose just now.

Jiang Yao's gaze on him was too presumptuous and too entangled, like a hook that scratched from head to toe, and he wanted to look deeper through his clothes.

In the early morning when his willpower was at its weakest, I could see his reaction directly.

*

Jiang Yao went downstairs before Duan Zhuxian. Duan Zhuxian was still a little behind, fiddling with something in the bathroom. He finally came out after a while, his body damp as if he had just taken a shower.

When the two sat face to face, Jiang Chen was still sleeping soundly upstairs.

This was the first time he and Duan Zhuxian sat at the same table to have breakfast after their breakup.

It can be called the "century frame".

The audience didn't come.

It's infuriating.

Jiang Yao stuffed three dumplings into his mouth and looked at Duan Zhuxian's Western breakfast. He suddenly realized that they were eating different meals.

He was a little confused: "How did the chef here know that I like shrimp dumplings?"

Duan Zhuxian stirred his coffee and said slowly, "When you were in high school, your driver would bring you breakfast every morning, and shrimp dumplings were the most common dish."

Jiang Yao has a picky taste and can't get used to the food in the cafeteria, so his three meals a day are delivered by family.

The chef in this house has excellent pastry-making skills. The buns have thin skin and large fillings, and the shrimps are fresh and chewy. However, Jiang Yao suddenly felt a little tasteless.

He chewed mechanically for a few times and said vaguely, "I didn't expect you to remember even such a small thing."

"I remember all your little things."

Duan Zhuxian said.

Jiang Yao was stunned, his thoughts confused for a moment, and he opened his mouth reflexively: "Are you showing off your good memory here?"

The tone was not as provocative as before, but a little vague.

Duan Zhuxian raised his eyebrows but said nothing.

I was right, right?

Jiang Yao immediately hardened up and tapped the table with his fingertips: "Then let me test you."

Duan Zhuxian raised his chin, indicating that he could go ahead.

Jiang Yao asked, "Do I like salty or sweet tofu pudding?"

Duan Zhuxian said without hesitation: "Sweet."

"Soft peach or hard peach?"

"Soft."

Jiang Yao choked and suddenly smiled sinisterly: "What about the apple?"

Duan Zhuxian paused for a moment and then said slowly, "You don't like apples, especially green apples."

Jiang Yao opened his mouth, then closed it again, defeated.

Duan Zhuxian drank his coffee slowly and looked at him with a half-smile: "I remember everything I told you."

Haha, you are showing off.

Jiang Yao hummed softly, holding the mellow soy milk, and tilted his head to look at the rising sun outside the window.

Maybe it’s because of the nice weather, I feel inexplicably good.

*

Today is Saturday and Jiang Yao doesn't have to go to the company. After breakfast, he sat on the sofa in the living room and watched a documentary about the construction of the overpass. Then he received a call from Chen Yiqi.

I walked to the window and answered the call, and the other party's hurried voice instantly came through.

"Brother, guess what nightmare I had yesterday?"

After hearing the noise, Jiang Yao guessed the reason why Chen Yiqi called, but still gave him the right to speak first.

Chen Yiqi took a deep breath: "I dreamed that you and Duan Zhuxian were going to get married!! It's really stupid. Please don't beat me. I also know that such a dream will shorten your life."

Jiang Yao cleared his throat: "It's true, it was given by my family."

After the words fell, there was silence on the phone for a few seconds, and then a burst of rapid breathing was heard.

"Fuck, Jiang Yao, are you crazy? What about the agreement that you're irreconcilable with him? Besides, there's Chen Tang stuck between you two."

Chen Yiqi's voice was so loud that it turned into a crackling sound of electricity, and it was obvious that he was really angry.

When he was in high school, he and Jiang Yao were not in the same school and could only meet during holidays.

He will always remember the snowy Valentine's Day night in his senior year of high school. He went to Jiang Yao to play games. Jiang Yao, who opened the door for him, had a gloomy face, red eyes, and a bandage on his right little finger, which scared him.

It was the first time he saw his arrogant good brother so depressed, like an eagle with its pride broken.

Since Jiang Yao didn't take the initiative to mention the reason, he had to pretend to be blind. He talked about a lot of topics but couldn't arouse Jiang Yao's interest. He asked Jiang Yao if he had thought about what birthday gift to buy for Duan Zhuxian, but all he got was "Don't mention him to me again in the future."

Now without asking, he could guess that Jiang Yao's bad mood was related to Duan Zhuxian.

Duan Zhuxian must have committed a heinous crime to have provoked such a proud and open-minded person like Jiang Yao into this state.

Later, Jiang Yao told him everything, which confirmed his inference.

"I've lost interest in Shen Tang for a long time."

Jiang Yao clarified on the phone.

"What about Duan Zhuxian?" Chen Yiqi said, "He has someone else in his heart."

Jiang Yao was silent for a moment, his fingertips tapping the windowsill a few times without rhythm, his eyes cast towards the bluestone pavement outside: "That's his business."

Chen Yiqi asked persistently, "Can you accept that the person beside you always has Bai Yueguang in his heart?"

Jiang Yao pressed his nose and laughed, "Little Chen, aren't you childish? It's just an ordinary marriage, and you expect to be together forever? It's just for the benefit of our family. This matter is not as complicated as you think."

Not far away, a gardener was pruning branches in the courtyard to maintain the appearance of the plants.

Jiang Yao finally managed to calm his angry childhood friend down, ended the call, and stood by the window to look at the scenery for a while.

Two or three meters from the window, two clusters of small shrubs stand side by side. One cluster grows tall and straight, with good roots and red seedlings, while the other cluster looks serious, but it has a small bunch of branches and leaves, secretly extending into the begonia bush next to it.

Chen Yiqi's words just now inexplicably lingered in his mind.

White Moonlight...

This word is quite appropriate.

Chen Tang and Duan Zhuxian were old acquaintances, having known each other for many years. Chen's father was a moderately famous writer who had been a frequent guest of the Duan family many years before, and over time, the two boys of the same age became friends.

Chen Tang was born into a scholarly family and has been nurtured with a well-educated, elegant and quiet temperament since childhood. With such a bright moon shining gently in front of him, who wouldn't be moved?

Although he and Duan Zhuxian were far from being each other's bedmates, they had agreed to a marriage agreement and had a special contract to back it up. They compared each item one by one to ensure that they were a good match and that it was fair and just. In the end, he was the only one who entered the game with a clear conscience and a clean record.

Thinking this way, it seems like I've lost.

Jiang Yao raised his hand to support his chin, his brows slightly furrowed.

Is it too late to find a white moonlight now?

The gardener outside had finished tidying up this area and was carrying his tools, preparing to move to the west.

Jiang Yao opened the window, pointed at the cluster of "red apricots out of the wall" shrubs, and said to the gardener: "Cut off the extra part."

The gardener didn't see anything wrong with the tree, but decided to follow the man's instructions.

【Author’s words】

Some boomerangs from "White Moonlight"