Chapter 31 Love Moon·031 He likes her...
Duan Zeming, who received the message that he could leave, had just finished playing the game. He replied "OK" and was about to talk to the person next to him, but he found that the other person was sitting upright and listening attentively.
He caught the student's question and listened to the teacher's answer in silence with suspicion.
"It depends on the situation. If it's a small matter like whether to eat eggs or milk for breakfast, it depends on whether the other person can tolerate you. After all, if two people want to stay together, there will be more trivial matters, not less. If you can argue over such a simple thing, being together will only wear out your good impression of each other."
"Regardless of values or ideas, in the final analysis, love is the result of the interaction between two people. Whether it can continue depends on how much the other person can change you and how much you can compromise for the other person. When two people are together, it is not about how good you are to me, but how much you can do for me when I am down and out."
"When two people have different ideas or ideals, even if you don't want to break up, something will happen and it will end. As the saying goes, a forced melon is not sweet. It's time to let go."
"......"
The windows of the campus corridor are filled with the afterglow of the setting sun, and the golden light covers the cold white, adding a lot of warm colors.
Two figures walked side by side. Duan Zeming put away his phone and said to the person beside him, "Come with me to the Propaganda Department office to get my water cup. I forgot it when I was in a hurry to find you."
Xiao Zhiyan nodded, and the two of them went downstairs.
He was glanced at several times and he said helplessly: "What are you looking at?"
"Hehe, you found out. You were the one who asked me this." Duan Zeming looked around quietly and came closer. "Are you and He Chuyue having relationship problems?"
Xiao Zhiyan glanced at him and said, "No."
"Then why are you listening so carefully?"
"Polite." After saying this, she did not forget to look at him, "Unlike you."
Duan Zeming was dissatisfied: "I don't have a partner, why should I listen to that?"
“Is this why you play games?”
"yes."
Xiao Zhiyan nodded, his brows flat: "I lost four games after playing four games, and that's your reason."
"Hiss, you peeked at me!" Someone almost broke down, "We e-sports people all talk about the spirit of the game! Do you know what the spirit of the game is? It doesn't matter whether you win or lose!"
Xiao Zhiyan's eyebrows jumped, remembering that he was cursing when he was muttering during the lecture. He endured it and decided to discuss the spirit of e-sports with him further.
I don’t understand and I don’t want to understand.
As the end of the get off work day approached, they met many teachers who were clocking in with their bags. They moved from the middle of the corridor to the wall. After passing the crowd, many eyes followed them. Duan Zeming clicked his tongue behind Xiao Zhiyan.
"Does He Chuyue know that you are so popular?" After saying that, she thought that Xiao Zhiyan's personality would not attract many people, so she asked, "You have a girlfriend for so long without making it public. It's no wonder that those teachers are thinking about her. Aren't you going to tell her?"
Xiao Zhiyan was stunned: "What did you say?"
"You said you have a girlfriend."
Xiao Zhiyan couldn't figure it out: "Why should I tell others that I have a girlfriend?"
Duan Zeming couldn't utter a word for a moment. He looked at Xiao Zhiyan with his mouth open, as if he had been entangled in his logic and had lost his mind. After a long while, he raised his thumb: "...What a powerful logic, Professor Xiao! You... forget it, I feel like you are just a blockhead and a dull person in relationships. How did He Chuyue endure being in a relationship with you?"
After saying that, he walked past Xiao Zhiyan with an expression that said "Straight men are so scary, you are a straight man and you are hopeless." The latter followed, still not understanding why he should let outsiders know his private affairs.
The Propaganda Department office was crowded. Duan Zeming stood at the door and thought he had walked into the wrong place. He pulled Xiao Zhiyan through the crowd and saw an acquaintance. He asked, "Teacher Chen, what's going on in your Propaganda Department?"
Chen Qing was busy extracting clips from videos from previous years. At this moment, she heard someone calling her and raised her head in confusion. Her sight automatically shifted from Duan Zeming, who was closest to her, to Xiao Zhiyan behind him and she was stunned.
Duan Zeming thought she was busy and stupid, so he reminded her: "Teacher Chen?"
Chen Qing came back to her senses and immediately stood up and straightened her face. She didn't dare to look at Xiao Zhiyan, and her tone was inexplicably low: "The school wants to make a collection of wonderful videos from previous years. We are working overtime. Why are you here?"
Duan Zeming glanced at the director's desk and asked, "Did you see the blue cup on the director's desk?"
Chen Qing shook her head and looked at the person behind him. "Professor Xiao, are you here to look for a cup as well? Maybe there were too many people just now and I didn't notice. The director is busy with a lecture and will be back soon. You can sit here and wait."
As she said this, she gave up her seat. Before she could say anything else, Duan Zeming took the empty seat first and said to her with a playful smile: "Thank you, Teacher Chen. I am so embarrassed. I will sit for a while."
Chen Qing: “…”
She turned her head to look at the person beside her. Seeing that he had no expression, she thought he was still angry about the last time, so she took the initiative to ease the situation: "Professor Xiao, last time--"
"Old Xiao, look who this is!"
Duan Zeming suddenly spoke up, pointing at the screen and excitedly said to Xiao Zhiyan: "Look, look!"
The chairs in the office all had backrests. Originally, Chen Qing was sitting there, Duan Zeming was bending over and talking beside her, and Xiao Zhiyan was standing behind him. Now Duan Zeming was sitting, while Chen Qing and Xiao Zhiyan were standing. The two were close to each other, which seemed to isolate Duan Zeming who was sitting there.
The latter pretended not to hear her words, and strode directly behind Duan Zeming, raised his hand to put on the backrest, and saw the person on the computer at a glance.
It’s He Chuyue.
To be precise, it was her in college.
He Chuyue stood in the sub-C position on the stage with five or six people. Although the picture quality was a little blurry, the bright smile on her face was an eye-catching beauty.
"Let's take a look?" Duan Zeming looked at Chen Qing, "Teacher Chen, can we take a look?"
Chen Qing's attention was still on Xiao Zhiyan, her lost eyes did not leave him, "Look."
"Thank you." Xiao Zhiyan nodded at her.
Before Chen Qing could say "you're welcome" she saw the person turned around and stared at the screen. She couldn't help feeling disappointed and looked at the person on the screen.
In the video, the people wearing the uniform dark blue debate team uniforms started to move, and Chen Qing's eyes quickly locked onto a girl.
She had a high ponytail, and her tall figure and temperament made her look even more youthful with the school uniform. Her eyes were big and bright, and her face was serious, but the tenacity in her body made her look like just a pretty girl, which made people notice her at first sight.
The topic of the debate was "In marriage, which one should you choose, love or bread?" After both parties took their seats, the audience was quickly drawn into a tense atmosphere accompanied by compact music.
As the host opened his mouth, the affirmative side put forward their arguments first. Xiao Zhiyan recognized that the first debater of the affirmative side was Xiao Wei.
Xiao Wei: "How can you fall in love without bread?"
On the opposing side, which was the team He Chuyue was on, a boy put forward the opposing view and the two sides entered into a free debate.
The first speaker of the opposing side said: "In marriage, love is definitely the right choice. If he doesn't love me anymore, even if he has more bread, one day he gives it to someone else, or he gives it to anyone else and is not willing to give me one, what should I do in this situation?"
Xiao Wei quickly raised his eyes, his eyes were so sharp that they made people tremble all over: "You mean, in this relationship, you are just willing to sit back and enjoy the fruits of others' labor, right? Standing there and relying on the one-sided struggle of the person who loves you, and you do nothing?"
The boy who was the first speaker on the opposing side was obviously caught off guard. He flipped through the papers in his hands with sweat on his palms. There was thunderous applause from the audience at this moment, and the atmosphere reached its climax.
His eyes frantically scanned each piece of text until he glanced at the person next to him, who quickly understood and filled in the gap.
"Please do not misinterpret my meaning. We are very willing to fight for each other instead of just giving blindly. Please read the topic carefully. The premise of the topic is 'In marriage, choose bread or love'. It is not a comparison between the two, which is more important, but a choice. Choosing bread means that I have definitely chosen someone I don't love, or someone who doesn't love me, so you can give up love and only get bread. But I chose love, so why can't I manage our marriage with him and work together to create bread? This is not having both. I made a choice and chose love in order to get bread. Otherwise, wouldn't it go against the topic? Can you please be more professional, thank you!"
As soon as the sonorous and logical speech came out, there was a complete silence. After half a second, the people in the audience began to ponder the logic behind the words.
Especially the last sentence of counterattack, which was tantamount to pulling back the weight that was leaning towards the affirmative side, reversing the situation when the opposing side stuttered for the first time.
Xiao Wei didn't look at the words written on the defense, but looked at He Chuyue, raised his eyebrow, and seemed to care about her last sentence: "Of course I am professional. You can live without love, but how can you live without bread? If you are sick and need 200,000 yuan in the hospital, and your partner tells you that I don't have bread but I love you? This seems too much like living in a fairy tale, doesn't it?"
He Chuyue was not affected by him and said firmly: "How can someone who doesn't love you spend 200,000 yuan to treat your illness?"
This time, there was thunderous applause from the audience. The first debater who did not respond to Xiao Wei's words looked at He Chuyue and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
Moderator: "Please both sides start summing up. Affirmative side first."
Xiao Wei stood up and said calmly, "Bread is equivalent to making a living. In modern society, you can't make a living without bread. You can't even buy a bottle of water without bread, so what else can you talk about without bread? Now you tell me, can you give up bread and the opportunity to make a living for love and be willing to starve to death? I think this is a choice that no one who is on the verge of death will make. As the saying goes, the economic base determines the superstructure. If you don't have bread, and if you don't need bread, it's two different concepts. If you can't even survive without bread, what's the point of dating? Relying on the illusory promises from the other person and the verbal comfort that can never be paid in reality? The sharp blade is a weapon to protect you. You can choose to pick it up or put it down, but the premise is that you must have it. Thank you everyone. "
There was another round of applause. The opposing side looked at each other and then looked at the person in the center at the same time. He Chuyue looked away from the draft full of keywords, stood up calmly, and spoke steadily and logically in front of countless pairs of eyes.
"The first three words of the topic are the key, 'in marriage'. Since it is marriage, why should I get married? Of course, life with two people is easier than my efforts alone. There are 1.4 billion people in our country. How difficult is it to find someone who loves you in such a vast sea of people? He loves me, has responsibilities and commitments, so he is willing to work with me to manage our marriage and work hard to get bread. Love will definitely create bread, instead of giving up bread because of love. On the contrary, no matter how much bread he has, what can it bring to the marriage? Why is he willing to give me bread? There are countless big and good breads in the world, but these cannot replace love. Because he is the only one who loves you and is willing to share the responsibility. Thank you everyone."
At the end of the debate, the whole audience burst into applause. Even Xiao Wei's expression relaxed a little, and he looked at He Chuyue with inquiry and scrutiny in his eyes.
It seemed that the audience and judges present did not realize that He Chuyue was a girl until she finished her speech. The debate was won because the opposing side presented their arguments clearly, and He Chuyue was awarded the best debater, breaking Xiao Wei's long-standing streak.
Colorful ribbons fell from the sky, and the debaters left their seats and stood in the center of the stage, clapping their hands to congratulate He Chuyue. The girl with clear logic and sharp words no longer looked cold and serious as she did during the debate. Her eyebrows were curved and her pair of crescent-shaped eyes were frozen in the last frame.
Finally, there was an interview with campus reporters.
The camera found the girl who was about to leave the backstage and asked her: "The debate just now was very exciting. I want to ask Ms. He, will you persist in taking one step at a time on the road to becoming a lawyer?"
In the audio, the noisy and fragmented music faded, and He Chuyue's clear voice sounded, like the falling snow on the top of a snowy mountain, falling into the glacier with determination and determination not to look back.
"I will, and I will be a lawyer with a strong sense of justice."
The camera zoomed out, He Chuyue turned around and blended into the crowd, the camera gradually lost focus and froze, on the slowly darkening screen, the smile of the girl with starry eyes and her straightforward and revealed original intention replayed in his mind.
The five fingers resting on the chair tightened meaninglessly, and Xiao Zhiyan couldn't help but think of a certain night when that tired but unyielding girl said the same thing to him.
"Because I am a lawyer with a strong sense of justice."
yes.
How could such a determined and just person choose bread over justice?
He was unbelieving from beginning to end.
The person who would stay up two nights on a case with a low return rate would never choose bread.
"Lao Xiao? What are you thinking about? I called you twice and you didn't hear me."
Xiao Zhiyan apologized, "I was distracted."
"Why are you absent-minded?" Duan Zeming looked at the video that had been turned off, and thought of his strange behavior today. He thought that the two of them really had a quarrel and did not joke in front of Chen Qing. He said, "Sorry to bother you while you are editing the video, Teacher Chen. I won't look for the cup for now. I will ask the director myself."
"It's okay."
Duan Zeming felt that it was not a good idea to leave at this time, so he asked her, "We are having a dinner party tonight, do you want to come? Your director is treating."
Chen Qing uttered "Ah", glanced at Xiao Zhiyan, and said tentatively: "I won't go. I have to edit the video tonight."
"Okay, I'll be leaving now, Teacher Chen. Bye."
Chen Qing looked at Xiao Zhiyan unwillingly, and the latter thanked her politely and walked around her and left.
...
He Chuyue's ankle has almost healed, and no one can tell anything is wrong when she walks slowly. She was on the phone when they got in the car, and Xiao Zhiyan didn't disturb her.
In the car, the girl's stiff voice sounded, causing the driver to look sideways.
"It's just a file check. If you leave HC later, you can check the database."
Xiao Zhiyan couldn't hear what was said on the other side, and heard her say coldly: "Boss Tang has already told the people in the firm not to contact you. Don't call or send WeChat messages to me in the future."
He stepped on the brakes and his eyes fell on her fingertips that were turning white from the exertion.
She said, "Hang up."
The car started, she sighed, looked at the cake shop that had been left behind, opened her lips but swallowed the words back.
She didn't know what was going on between her and Xiao Zhiyan. It seemed that every time she opened her mouth, she was compromising and apologizing for her ambition last night.
She didn't want to say that Xiao Zhiyan stopped the car to buy her cake because she wanted to eat it, as if she needed his consent. She can order takeout when she goes home and still eat.
She had never cared so much about what others thought of her. It was undeniable that from last night till now, she had been caring about what Xiao Zhiyan thought of her.
She leaned back and breathed a sigh of relief.
It's a bad, foggy day.
Suddenly I felt that this was not a bad idea.
After all, they are now sleeping in the same bed, and his appearance is still in line with her aesthetic standards. If one day she loses control and falls in love with him, it will be too late to undo what has been done.
Her neck was pressed against the pillow, and she dozed off with her arms folded and her eyes closed. I don’t know how long it was before the car slowed down, the engine turned off, and a sigh passed by my ears.
Her eyelashes trembled, she opened her eyes, and got out of the car without even looking at the driver.
After standing still, He Chuyue saw the dessert in Xiao Zhiyan's hand and was stunned.
Xiao Zhiyan seemed to be unaware of her thoughts and smiled gently: "Let's go home."
His words were like a ball of cotton, gently and easily blocking her, making her mood fluctuate.
He Chuyue, He Chuyue, you are totally different from yourself now.
She muttered to herself and told herself not to think too much, and when she raised her foot again, her steps were noticeably lighter.
When they reached the twelfth floor, the child squatting at the door looked at the two of them. For a moment, countless cases of illegitimate children seeking legal status flashed through He Chuyue's mind. When she looked at Xiao Zhiyan, she also saw doubt in the other's eyes.
He wouldn't think that the child was hers, would he?
The child said, "Uncle and aunt, do you live here?"
He Chuyue looked at Xiao Zhiyan, as if saying: See, it's not mine.
Xiao Zhiyan looked at her, and the little boy said again: "I think I went the wrong way."
He Chuyue: "Do you remember which building you live in?"
The little boy nodded, his eyes met hers, his little hands grasping his clothes awkwardly, and he explained in a baby voice, "I live on the twelfth floor, but I can't open the combination lock, and there's no fingerprint on it. I can't leave because my home is on the twelfth floor."
He Chuyue understood what he meant. She walked closer, squatted in front of him and asked, "You're saying that you're afraid that your mother won't be able to find you when you leave, right?"
The little boy nodded, and looked at He Chuyue with his big eyes. After a while, he said, "Sister, you are so beautiful."
He Chuyue was stunned and looked at Xiao Zhiyan.
She laughed out loud: "I'm afraid you're afraid that we won't send you back, so you're deliberately flattering me."
"No, no." The boy waved his hands, afraid of being misunderstood. He was anxious but didn't know how to explain, so he could only repeat, "I didn't lie."
He Chuyue wanted to tease him, but before she could say a joke, she heard someone's clear and gentle voice above her head.
"He speaks the truth."
She was stunned, and looked up to see a faint smile on Xiao Zhiyan's lips.
"That's what I said."
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