Because Jiang Yicheng was afraid of him, Jiang Yiyu was still reviewing his problems before going to bed.

He asked Song Shengsheng, is he really so terrible that Jiang Yicheng would not tell him the truth even if he was wronged?

Song Shengsheng patted his shoulder. "It's not that you're scary. It's that Jiang Yicheng always feels that he has let you down. Because of his guilt, he doesn't want to cause you any trouble. He also doesn't want you to reflect on yourself like you are now after learning the truth, and habitually put yourself in a difficult position to avoid causing trouble. That's why he would rather be ostracized at school than tell you the truth. That's what I think."

"My goodness, I just can't understand how someone as selfish as Zhao Rong could be. She treated her child as a stepping stone to cross the social ladder. Now that she's successful, instead of teaching her child well, she continues to treat him as a tool. A good child has become like this. How can anyone be a parent? It's outrageous."

Song Shengsheng sighed: "But he met such parents. What can you do? What can he do? We should be thankful that Jiang Yicheng didn't grow up to be like his mother and didn't do too many bad things. It's nothing if he's just timid. When he grows up and becomes independent and leaves his current environment, maybe everything will be fine."

"I hope so." Jiang Yiyu leaned on her shoulder a little tiredly: "I feel like I'm paying off Jiang Yuan's debt."

Song Shengsheng smiled and said, "But this debt is actually worth paying. More brothers, as long as they are of the same mind as us, can help share some of the pressure in the future and take care of each other in life."

"Will it?"

"Of course. Anyway, I think Jiang Yicheng is not a bad guy."

…

The next morning, Jiang Yiyu said he wanted to go back to school with Jiang Yicheng to deal with the bullying incident, but Jiang Yicheng refused. Song Shengsheng also helped him stop Jiang Yiyu.

Jiang Yiyu asked him what he planned to do. Was he just going to be bullied and keep his tail between his legs?

Jiang Yicheng buried his head in drinking soy milk and said, "I thought about it last night. Since I have no way to stop them from saying those unrealistic gossips, all I can do is be myself. What's fake can't be real, and what's real can't be fake, so I want to solve this problem on my own."

"How do you solve it?"

"Let them talk, just ignore them. They won't dare to actually do anything anyway. Just endure for another six months, wait for the college entrance examination, and then do what needs to be done. I'll have passed this watershed moment in my life. I may never meet these people again in my life. After all, they are not on the same level as me."

Jiang Yiyu looked at him hesitantly, and Jiang Yicheng grinned at him heartlessly: "Brother, don't worry about it. Just take care of yourself. I can protect myself."

Song Shengsheng pinched Jiang Yiyu's arm and said to Jiang Yicheng, "Then I'll listen to you, but don't do things like deliberately getting low scores like this again. Before the college entrance examination, including the college entrance examination, I hope that in every exam, you can produce answers that satisfy us and yourself. This is your responsibility to yourself."

"I see!"

After sending Jiang Yicheng away, Jiang Yiyu was still worried and wanted to call his homeroom teacher, but Song Shengsheng stopped him: "We should respect his decision."

Jiang Yiyu held the phone, hesitated for a moment, and sighed: "It's all my fault."

"I don't blame you."

"If I weren't Jiang Yiyu now, maybe..."

Before Jiang Yiyu could finish his words of self-blame, Song Shengsheng interrupted him: "If you weren't the Jiang Yiyu you are now, your mother would still be lying in the Jiang family's cemetery, Jiang Yuan and Zhao Rong wouldn't be punished, and we wouldn't be married. Jiang Yicheng would have been corrupted by Zhao Rong and really turned into a bad boy. You would have continued to be lonely and muddle-headed, guarding a dilapidated Mingyuan. So do you still regret becoming the Jiang Yiyu you are now?"

Jiang Yiyu shook his head.

Song Shengsheng hugged his arm and said, "Everything is the best arrangement. You are the best Jiang Yiyu now."

…

In March of the following year, on Jiang Yiyu and Song Shengsheng's wedding anniversary, Jiang Yiyu released a single he wrote and composed himself, called "Shengsheng." It was a very gentle lyrical song, with a line in the lyrics: "The moon shines on the river, the evening breeze is gentle, I want to express my love to Shengsheng..."

While listening to this song, Song Shengsheng was sitting in the study reading documents. There was a door between her and Jiang Yiyu. He didn't knock on the door, and she didn't push it open to walk out.

Song Shengsheng played the song on repeat, over and over again, and it felt like Jiang Yiyu was whispering a love letter to her in her ear.

The young man's love, which had been hidden for many years, was finally announced to the world. He let everyone know that Jiang Yiyu liked Song Shengsheng and that Song Shengsheng was his home.

He no longer had to use the language of white roses to secretly respond to her love. He had become someone worthy of her. Fortunately, fortunately, she was still by his side.

When the song was played for the tenth time, Song Shengsheng opened the comment section and wrote a response to him. She said: Shallow love is like the changing weather, deep love is like the long wind. I would like to hide with you in the mountains and rivers and the sea of ​​people, and our love will last forever.

This comment was indeed hidden in the mountains and the crowd. Song Shengsheng thought that perhaps if she didn't say it, Jiang Yiyu would never know in his life that she responded to his love song.

That night, the entry #江宜煜纯爱神战神# topped the hot search list, and the screen was filled with endless blessings, envy, and love. This was something Song Shengsheng had never dared to imagine getting in all the years she had liked Jiang Yiyu.

Her thoughts have always been simple: being with him, she can see him shine in his field, they can both keep working hard to become better people for each other, and then stay together for the rest of their lives.

After putting down her phone, Song Shengsheng took a moment to calm down. She stood up and pushed the door open. She saw Jiang Yiyu slumped on the sofa, grinning at his phone. She walked over, stood behind him, and touched his head. Jiang Yiyu looked up at her and asked, "Are you done?"

"No, I just wanted to see what you were doing."

"Missed me? I knew it."

Jiang Yiyu took her hand and led her around the sofa to sit next to him. He gently hugged her waist and let her lean towards him: "I plan to open a concert in September this year."

“If an artist releases a song, does he have to keep repeating that song?”

Jiang Yiyu smiled and said, "No, I have an album coming out in a few days. But have you heard my new songs?"

"I listened to it. It was well written and well sung."

“Just nice, huh?”

“It’s really good!”

"That's more like it, but you're calmer than I thought. I thought you'd be really surprised and touched, maybe even shed a few tears."

"A bit disappointed?"

"kind of."

Song Shengsheng reached out and held his face, then leaned in and kissed him on the lips: "Don't be disappointed, I like every confession you make to me, and love and romance have become the norm in our lives."

"So you're not surprised?"

"Yes, because I know this won't be the only romance, nor will it be the last. The most surprising romance will always be the next one."