Chapter 122 Song Wan and Gu Zhongzhang
In 2025, a girls’ dormitory at a university.
"Sisters, avoid thunder and lightning. There is a male supporting role in this book who is a central air conditioner. You can skip it."
Song Wan shared her daily book-reading life in the dormitory again.
"Song Wan, which novel have you not complained about? If you have the guts, why don't you write one yourself!"
"That's right, you have a big mouth. Be careful that the time travel god will bless you."
"Come on, come on. If I were to travel through time, I would still be able to thrive!"
Song Wan just likes to read novels, she is not a fool. If time travel is really that easy, the Space-Time Bureau must be expanded.
So, when she woke up and found herself lying on the earthen kang, she subconsciously slapped herself.
One is to wake myself up to see if I am dreaming;
Secondly, I want to slap myself for having such a stinky mouth. Why do I have such a bad mouth?
The law of true fragrance fairly hurts every stubborn person.
Now that you are here, lie down!
Song Wan lay down, pretending to be miserable and waiting to die, but she didn't expect to meet the supporting actor she complained about, a tall, long-legged man with smiling eyes.
——Gu Zhongzhang, born in a wealthy family in the original novel, is a "central air conditioner" with a friendly personality towards girls, which makes him a little annoying. He is also a close friend of the male protagonist Tang Jingmo.
"Is it possible that this girl bullied you before and is now afraid and is taking the initiative to admit her mistake and beg for mercy?"
His smile was particularly annoying.
Song Wan glared at him. How dare a supporting actor laugh at her?
She was the one who stayed up all night to finish reading the original novel and passionately complained about the three thousand words! How could she be laughed at by a paper man?
So she raised her head and said with a fake smile: "Oh, it's none of your business!"
Gu Zhongzhang: “……?”
Song Wan soon discovered that her ill-fated relationship with Gu Zhongzhang did not end there.
——At the Lin family dinner, she took an extra piece of meat, and he teased her: "Aren't you afraid of getting fat like a ball if you eat so much?"
——She was busy working in the fields, and he passed by and teased her: "Song Zhiqing, you are so clumsy, how did you grow up?"
——She followed Xiaobai around, and he walked leisurely to her side: "Flatterer!"
Song Wan: “…”
What's wrong with this guy???
Gu Zhongzhang in the original novel is a "warm man" who is gentle and considerate to everyone, but he is very sharp-tongued to her. He would choke her even when she drinks water.
"Gu Zhongzhang! You drank up the mung bean soup in my kettle again?!"
"Ah? I thought it was Mingyue's." He looked innocent.
"! My kettle is green, and your sister's is pink! There is only one of its kind in the world! Who would make a mistake!"
"Oh, I'm color blind."
Song Wan: “…”
She took a deep breath and told herself: Don't be angry, this is a paper man, a paper man...
The next second, Gu Zhongzhang handed over a bottle of newly bought drink with a smile: "I'll compensate you."
She was about to reach out to take it, but he suddenly took it back, unscrewed the bottle cap and gave it back to her: "I was afraid you couldn't open it."
Song Wan: “…”
Is this person asking for a beating or is he considerate???
Song Wan always felt that she only had the feeling of "wanting to beat him up" towards Gu Zhongzhang, whether it was during the days when she went to Longshan Village to work in the countryside, or when they met by chance when she returned to Sijiu City to visit relatives.
This man always looks lazy, his words can make people angry, but he can never do anything wrong.
She had thought countless times with gritted teeth that if Gu Zhongzhang fell into the river one day, she would definitely stand on the shore and applaud - unless his voice of crying for help and begging for mercy was particularly nice.
But it was this person who made her experience the feeling of her heart beating out of control for the first time on the night when a flash flood occurred in Longshan Village.
It was raining heavily that night, and the emergency assembly whistle pierced the darkness.
As soon as Song Wan rushed out of the dormitory, she was drenched by the rain. She squinted her eyes and ran in the mud, and suddenly someone grabbed her arm.
"What are you panicking about?" Gu Zhongzhang's voice mixed with the sound of rain.
He was not wearing a raincoat, his Zhongshan suit was already soaked, his black hair stuck to his forehead, and water droplets flowed down his jawline, but he still freed his hands and wrapped a military raincoat around her shoulders.
Just as Song Wan was about to choke, a heavy kettle was stuffed into her arms.
Unscrew the lid, and the strong smell of ginger mixed with the sweet aroma of brown sugar hits you - it's boiling ginger soup.
"Drink a few sips, don't freeze yourself." As he spoke, he knelt on one knee, untied her shoelaces that had already been filled with mud and water, and tied them up for her roughly but carefully.
There was only the roar of heavy rain between heaven and earth.
Song Wan lowered her head and saw the water drops hanging on his eyelashes and his bony fingers covered in mud.
Suddenly I realized that the two people's heartbeats were clearly audible in the rainy night - thump, thump, like two horses galloping with their reins side by side.
......
It was already early morning when the danger was over.
Song Wan slumped down on the cement floor of the village committee, only then she realized that the soles of her feet were burning with pain - the blisters that had formed at some point had already broken through, and blood mixed with mud were stuck to her socks.
"Tsk~"
A familiar voice came from above her head. Gu Zhongzhang walked slowly in front of her and threw a plastic bag.
"What?" She subconsciously took a defensive stance.
"Shoes." He squatted down to look at her, smiling like a fox, "Your feet are almost broken, so I reluctantly lend you a pair."
In the bag was a pair of brand new leather boots with non-slip soles and velvet lining, exactly the size she usually wore.
Song Wan raised her head abruptly: "When did you develop a habit of buying women's shoes?"
Gu Zhongzhang shrugged: "I saw that the soles of your shoes were almost worn out, so I brought them with me. After all, helping the poor is one of my good qualities."
Song Wan's hand holding the plastic bag was shaking slightly.
Should she scold him for meddling in other people's business, laugh at him for lying without thinking, and for being able to buy anything made in Shanghai?
But when the words came to my lips, I heard myself asking in a hoarse voice: "...Did you make ginger soup as well?"
Gu Zhongzhang suddenly reached out his hand and brushed the traces of rain or mud on her cheek with his thumb: "We must help the poor to the end."
Song Wan's heart slammed hard against her ribs.
——It’s over.
She thought desperately.
This was definitely because she was angry! How else could she explain why she thought this bastard's face covered in mud was... kind of pretty?
At Xiaobai and Tang Jingmo's wedding, Song Wan was the bridesmaid and Gu Zhongzhang was the best man.
On the eve of the wedding, a group of people were busy decorating the venue. Song Wan was standing on a ladder to hang lanterns, and Gu Zhongzhang was holding her from below, saying, "Be careful, I can't catch you if you fall."
Song Wan sneered: “You don’t need to answer it!”
The next second, the ladder shook and she fell backwards.
Gu Zhongzhang caught her and put his arms firmly around her waist.
The two were so close that they could hear each other's breathing.
Song Wan's ears felt hot, and just as she was about to curse, she heard him chuckle, "Look, don't I still have to answer this?"
Song Wan: “…”
——This guy really deserves a beating!!
After the wedding, a group of people were having fun until midnight. Song Wan drank a little too much and sat on the swing in the yard to sober up. Gu Zhongzhang came over and handed her a glass of honey water.
"What? Are you trying to laugh at my poor alcohol tolerance again?" She glared at him.
Gu Zhongzhang smiled and suddenly said, "Song Wan, let's get married."
???
She spit out a mouthful of water: "Have you drunk too much???"
Gu Zhongzhang lazily sat on the swing and tilted his head to look at her: "I'm not drunk, I'm serious."
"Don't you think I have a bad temper?!"
"Yeah, but I like people with bad tempers."
Song Wan: "You want to find someone to quarrel with, right?"
"Yeah, it's fun to quarrel all your life!"
Is this person sick???
——But why is her heart beating faster and faster? ? ?
Three months later, another wedding was held in Longshan Village.
The bride is Song Wan, and the groom is Gu Zhongzhang.
At the wedding, Xiaobai and Tang Jingmo sat in the first row, smiling meaningfully.
Lin Shuhua asked quietly: "Xiaobai, don't they quarrel every day? Why did they get married suddenly?"
Xiao Bai said calmly: "For some people, the more they quarrel, the better their relationship becomes."
On the stage, Song Wan glared at Gu Zhongzhang with gritted teeth: "Do you dare to laugh?"
Gu Zhongzhang leaned closer with a smile and whispered, "Don't worry, I'll hold it in."
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