Chapter 355

She was about to run away, but before she could take a step, Lu Xun paused, “Jiang, Qiao.”

Jiang Qiao: “……………………”

Jiang Qiao turned around resignedly: "What are you doing? I didn't know it was him who washed it. He just said that on purpose, and you fell for his trick and were so mean to me..."

"I'm mean to you?"

"hold head high."

“………………”

Before Lu Xun could say a word, he was accused of this crime. He pinched his brows and his expression softened a little: "Do you really dislike eating spinach stems so much?"

“………It’s OK.”

Jiang Qiao didn't really dislike spinach stems. She was just used to ordering takeout, which mostly contained rapeseed or Shanghai greens, but rarely spinach, so she wasn't used to the taste of spinach.

“If you don’t like it, you can give it to me.” Lu Xun said, “It would be a waste to pinch it off.”

"You're not angry anymore?" Jiang Qiao asked him.

"What are you angry about?"

There was no emotion in Lu Xun's tone, but his straight lips revealed his inner thoughts. Jiang Qiao chuckled twice: "Yes, you are not angry."

Jiang Qiao's voice was clear and sharp, "You are jealous."

Jiang Qiao discovered that Lu Xun didn't really hate Liu Lin. If Lu Xun really hated someone, how could he say something like "You can come tomorrow"?

Lu Xun was more cautious towards Liu Lin, with a kind of caution that made him afraid of ropes for ten years after being bitten by a snake once.

“……………………” Lu Xun turned his face away, revealing a slightly red tip of his ear: “No.”

"Really?"

"………No."

Jiang Qiao shrugged to show that he believed it, but Lu Xun was not satisfied again. He said in a tense tone, "Jiang Qiao, he can't cook as well as I do."

"Here are the shredded potatoes he cut." Lu Xun gestured to Jiang Qiao to look at the cutting board. "He can't even cut vegetables. He doesn't hold the knife correctly. He can't wash vegetables, let alone cook."

Jiang Qiao looked at the "potato strips" lying in all directions on the chopping board and fell silent: "...What does that mean?"

"He's nothing like me." Lu Xun's voice was clear and firm.

Jiang Qiao: “……………………”

The stereotype was further deepened. Lu Xun was indeed very petty. It was an old saying. After so much time and even across a whole world, how could Lu Xun still remember her words so clearly? !

Jiang Qiao couldn't believe what was written in Lu Xun's little notebook.

Jiang Qiao sighed deeply, feeling as if he had aged many years and actually felt the vicissitudes of life: "Lu Xun, Teacher Lu, Brother Lu, can we not mention this anymore......"

"You are the best. You are handsome and powerful. You are proficient in all 360 trades. How can Liu Lin be compared with you? You are far better than him."

This random praise was very useful. Lu Xun's tense expression relaxed a little, and the corners of his lips curled up into an almost imperceptible arc.

Jiang Qiao was tired. If possible, she really wanted to go back to the past, think twice before acting, and use her brain when speaking.

Perhaps Jiang Qiao's words had an effect, and the meal was quite harmonious. Although it was only a superficial harmony, it was not easy.

There were couples, siblings, brothers, enemies, rivals, and all kinds of people at the table. Jiang Qiao felt that it was incredible to be able to sit together and eat peacefully.

The LCD screen was showing the Spring Festival Gala, and there were many unfamiliar new faces in the skits, speaking in funny and humorous language.

Xiao Liu crouched under the dining table and gave the last dumpling he had managed to grab to the kitten. Liu Lin said several words and Lu Xun responded with one.

The dumplings were already on the plate, and the other dishes were almost finished. Someone was setting off fireworks outside the window, creating beautiful flowers in the night sky. I could see them clearly through the French windows.

The fireworks reflected in Jiang Qiao's eyes. In a trance, she seemed to understand what "New Year's Eve dinner" meant. A warm current rose from her heart and gradually spread to her limbs.

New Year is coming.

*

When Liu Lin left, he left a gift, calling it a New Year's gift, saying it was specially for Jiang Qiao.

Later, Jiang Qiao found out that this gift was obtained through "threat" from Lu Xun.

"What does it mean that he gave me this flower?" Jiang Qiao poked the petals of the extremely beautiful blue rose with his finger.

Well, it’s soft, it’s real flowers.

Lu Xun is such a stingy person, but he actually let Liu Lin give her such a gift. Jiang Qiao felt that there must be something going on.

"Tell me, what's the trick with this flower?"

"…Didn't you say you missed Ye Qingqing…"

When talking about her friends in that world, Jiang Qiao felt a little depressed. She had very few friends. If she counted carefully, she only had one female friend, Ye Qingqing.

Ye Qingqing treated her very well, but she ignored Ye Qingqing a lot because of the mission.

"...Yes, I really miss her." Jiang Qiao said,

Lu Xun met her eyes and said, "Before this flower withers, there is a chance to return to City A in the parallel world."

Jiang Qiao was stunned.

"It can last for half a month, but," Lu Xun said with a complicated expression, "the people in that world will no longer recognize us."

"Jiang Qiao, do you want to go?"

“……………………”

Jiang Qiao stared blankly at the blue roses in the vase, her mind a little confused, and Lu Xun's words kept replaying in her ears.

This flower allowed her and Lu Xun to travel in City A for half a month, but the people in City A, whether they were familiar with Ye Qingqing, Wang Jie, Gu Xing, or other ordinary people who had crossed paths with her, would not remember her and Lu Xun.

If we become strangers after meeting each other and only one person retains the memory, is there still a need to meet?

Jiang Qiao's brain was buzzing. She thought she must have been thinking for a long time, but in fact it was only a few seconds: "I want to go."

"Yes." Lu Xun held her hand in a soothing manner: "Then let's go."

At least she has memories, she has not forgotten, she knows those precious years, and remembers the people who always cared about her.

In March, Jiang Qiao's film "Sheng Hua" premiered at the film festival and was nominated for six awards before it was officially released in China.

Best Director Award, Best Screenplay Award, Best Actor Award…………

Art films don’t need too many roadshows. They are usually released overseas first and then in China. However, Shenqiu thinks that’s unnecessary and insists on releasing them at the same time.

On the day the movie was released in China, Jiang Qiao bought two movie tickets and sat in the last row, looking at the huge crowd of people in front of her who came to watch the movie. Jiang Qiao felt nervous for the first time and subconsciously wanted to grab something. Only when she shook the strong big hand did she slowly relax.

As the movie sound effects sounded, the movie began. Jiang Qiao watched it once, but she still watched it seriously. She didn't leave until it was almost over until she pulled Lu Xun away early.

After leaving the cinema, with the sun shining on her body, Jiang Qiao raised her head and smiled at Lu Xun. She vaguely knew that this movie would be a milestone in her acting career.