Chapter 19 Dream

On the sunny Huada campus, dappled sunlight filtered through the gaps between the branches of the banyan trees, falling on the damp ground that had just rained.

The summer heat was rising, and Lin Jingchuan met the girl squatting under the shade of a tree again on his way past the library.

The white suspenders gently covered the girl's smooth back, and her slender white hands reached out and gently stroked a kitten under the tree.

Light and shadow fell on her shoulders, and the shadows of the leaves swayed with the sound of the wind.

Lin Jingchuan was not in a good mood during that period.

At that time, when he was about to graduate and start working, he had his favorite industry and company, a private equity firm in the financial circle. He had also interned at that company for a long time. The executives there were very satisfied with him and were about to sign a tripartite agreement.

But the executive team of his uncle's company suddenly left en masse, leaving a large number of factories in the southern region unattended and in a state of chaos. Fei Yunshen was overwhelmed and urgently needed to find a trustworthy person to help manage the business.

Although he was more interested in the financial industry than the agricultural and animal husbandry industry, under pressure from his family, he had no choice but to join the Bluestar Group to support the family business.

Things went against his wishes. He was restless and occasionally felt lost during that period. He gave up the job he was interested in. Although he knew that he should help his family out of both emotion and reason, he actually sacrificed his own feelings. He didn't know whether this decision was right. He was overwhelmed with thoughts, so he went to the library every day to read and calm down.

Unexpectedly, on the way, he met Xu Mo, who always fed cats under the banyan tree under the overpass.

Lin Jingchuan didn't know what that feeling was. Watching the branches of the banyan tree swaying from afar and watching her interact with the cat, he felt very peaceful and tranquil.

He was not sure who Xu Mo was or whether she was a student in the school until one day he heard her roommate come to her and call her Xu Mo.

He then realized that she was his junior.

She is a staff member of the photography club. In order to make it easier for everyone to inquire about the photography club's activities, she printed her personal WeChat on A4 paper and placed it at the photography club's promotional booth.

When he passed by, he scanned her WeChat. She probably thought he was someone who came to inquire about the photography club's activities, so she quickly approved his friend request.

When she was eighteen or nineteen, she would post on WeChat Moments about once or twice a week.

She took photos of flowers, birds, fish and insects, bought beautiful skirts, phone cases, and notebooks, made pottery and fired glass while traveling with classmates, and posted various pictures of praying for koi before the final exams.

Of course, there is also her childhood sweetheart whom she has known since high school.

Later, she would occasionally appear in his dreams, in those wet and sticky dreams, the girl's smooth and beautiful body would be intertwined with his heavy breathing.

He didn't understand why, knowing that she had a boyfriend, she still had such a dream.

…

Lin Jingchuan lowered his eyes and stroked the tie on his shirt, tapping lightly on the sandalwood table with his bony fingers. He looked noble and abstinent.

But at this moment, he was looking at the table full of documents waiting to be processed and recalling the beauty of last night.

Her body is fragrant, her waist is soft, and her neck is slender and fragile.

Secretary Zhang knocked on the door and came in: "Mr. Lin, there is a gentleman downstairs who wants to see you."

Lin Jingchuan raised his eyelids, his eyes were as dark as ink, and he spoke lightly:

"Surname Zhao?"

Secretary Zhang was slightly surprised: "Why are you..."

"Let him come up."

The secretary led Zhao Tingyu, who was wearing a black shirt and black pants, upstairs. Zhao Tingyu closed his eyes, trying to suppress the dry, sore and tired feeling in his eyeballs.

Zhao Tingyu didn't suddenly decide to look for Lin Jingchuan.

In fact, he reviewed the game all night long.

He never fully believed the fact that Xu Mo was married.

Xu Mo has loved him for eight years, how could she easily marry another man?

He knew how much she loved him.

At first, he thought she was just a junior high school girl or neighbor who was bewitched by his halo.

Seeing the little note she had deliberately sent him, which was filled with her girlish thoughts, he just smiled helplessly, then rubbed her head and told her to study hard and that they could talk about these things after the college entrance examination.

Xu Mo didn't contact him again during that period, and seemed to have backed off.

But during the time when his family was in trouble, many of his classmates knew about his family affairs and became distant from him, talking about him behind his back. Only Xu Mo was different.

He went into the police station to take a statement, and Xu Mo followed him in, but was driven out by the police.

She squatted outside the police station and waited.

It was winter at that time, and Xu Mo's hair was blown messy by the wind. When he came out, he saw that her fair face was red from the cold. But even so, she stood up and ran towards him the first second she saw him, her eyes red with the girl's crystal tears.

The first words she said to him were: Brother Tingyu, don’t be afraid, I will always be by your side.

At that time, his whole body was wrapped in a cold and hard shell, and he obviously didn't really listen to these words.

But later, as time went by and I grew older, this scene became clearer and clearer.

Zhao Tingyu closed his eyes and slowly clenched his cold fingers on the hands hanging by his sides.

Although he had a conflict with Xu Mo, Xu Mo must have him in her heart.

She said she would always be there for him.

She won't leave.

Therefore, it must not be her fault that she married someone else.

After entering the office, Zhao Tingyu's eyes fell on the face of the man in a suit behind the desk.

His gaze was deep, cold and sharp: "What is your purpose in marrying Xu Mo?"

Lin Jingchuan raised his eyebrows and picked up a string of small-leaf red sandalwood on the table: "In what capacity do you ask this question?"

The tone of the person opposite him was somewhat nonchalant, but Zhao Tingyu suddenly felt as if a very thin yet extremely sharp cold thorn was piercing somewhere in his heart.

"I'm her boyfriend. We've known each other for ten years and have been in love for eight years," he said with a forced face.

Lin Jingchuan twitched his lips slightly: "Boyfriend? Does Momo think so too?"

Today's meeting was obviously well prepared. Zhao Tingyu's eyes darkened again: "Last time I called Xu Mo, you deliberately answered the call on her phone, right?"

Lin Jingchuan's fingers holding the small-leaf red sandalwood beads became numb for two seconds.

Zhao Tingyu looked at him: "You have been coveting her for a long time."

The small-leaf red sandalwood fell on the table, the rope broke, and the round wooden beads scattered on the table and slid to the ground.

Lin Jingchuan stood up and slowly walked to Zhao Tingyu.

"Instead of coming here to ask me these boring questions, why don't you think about it carefully? You've known each other for ten years, why did Momo marry me without even saying hello to you?"

"You came to me because you couldn't find her?" Lin Jingchuan's eyes flickered with a thin smile, devoid of warmth. "We've been together for eight years, and to end up like this after breaking up is quite a failure."

Zhao Tingyu's fingers became increasingly colder. He clenched his teeth as the words touched a sore spot in his heart.

He knew that he couldn't lose his mind. Lin Jingchuan's words seemed to be provoking him. If he really fought with him in Lin Jingchuan's office, he would be sent to the police station and be regarded as a lunatic.

"No matter what you think of Xu Mo, I won't let you succeed."

Lin Jingchuan's smile was cold: "Let's wait and see."