Chapter 38 Chapter 38 Why! Why! Why...
Bang! Before he could finish his words, the crispy red gift box smashed into Zhou Jing's face. The sharp corners pierced his eyebrows, and a drop of blood fell into his eyes, but was caught by his eyelashes.
"You'd better tell me it's a misunderstanding!"
Li Chengchuan's eyes were filled with intense anger. He had always been a superior, handsome and noble. Even when he was angry, he did not look ferocious. The oppressive feeling was sharp and tight, like a black wolf about to tear its prey apart.
Zhou Jing, on the other hand, had a completely different temperament from Li Chengchuan. He was gentle and self-disciplined, unfazed by the crumbling of Mount Tai. He wiped the blood from his eyelashes without showing any embarrassment. "You should check WeChat first. I think Jiang Yuming has already told you."
Li Chengchuan paused and opened WeChat.
Three messages came into view in sequence.
Sweet love will find me: [Brother Li! Brother Zhou is dating behind our backs!]
Xu Ye: [Brother Li, it seems that Brother Zhou’s girlfriend is your fiancée.]
Jiang Yuming: [Zhou Jing said your fiancée is very sweet and he wants to lick her.]
Each one is more critical than the last. Well, his wife was intercepted by his brother halfway, and he was the last one to know.
Li Chengchuan put his phone to rest: "Go downstairs."
The community does not have a separate garage for cars for each household, and the public underground garage is dimly lit. Zhou Jing got into the luxury car belonging to Jiang Yuming, and listened to Li Chengchuan's request to fasten his seat belt and take off his glasses.
Li Chengchuan's voice came from the call page: "I really want to beat you up, but you should be glad that I don't want her to find out."
The car sped away with a sharp sound, and with a loud bang, Li Chengchuan's Bentley crashed into the car where Zhou Jing was. The glass and metal shattered, the harsh sound deafened the eardrums, and the airbag deployed.
Zhou Jing was dizzy but had no external injuries. The car door was pulled open and an enraged Li Chengchuan dragged him out and pressed him against the car. "That's my wife, how dare you! I asked you to take care of her, not with your body!"
When did it start? Zhou Jing had reminded him of Xu Ye before. Could it be that he was using him to deal with his love rival?
His head slammed against the car, and another wave of excitement washed over him. Zhou Jing could barely open his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up. "Then what can you do? Li Chengchuan, are you going to tell her that you were the one who was supposed to marry her?"
He rarely smiled, and when he did it was always soft, but now his smile was utterly ironic, and the light from the high garage windows danced in the dust.
"You don't dare. You don't dare to cause trouble in front of Kui Kui who has lost her memory. People often forget how the accident happened because the experience was painful. Kui Kui not only forgot the accident, but also forgot you. You are afraid that before she lost her memory, she actually disliked you, right?"
There was a surge of hostility in his sharp eyes, the muscles on Li Chengchuan's cheeks were tense, he buttoned Zhou Jing's clothes, and the crisscross veins on the back of his broad hands rose and fell.
"I stole someone right under your nose."
Zhou Jing opened his eyes with difficulty and admitted it frankly.
"But you also want to steal Kuikui while she's lost her memory." Zhou Jing put his hand on Li Chengchuan's wrist, "If you can't kill me, let me go. Kuikui and my uncle and aunt are still waiting for me upstairs. As you said, I have to go back and take care of her with my body."
Li Chengchuan really wanted to slap his good brother.
The hand that was grabbing Zhou Jing's collar was shaking rapidly, as if wanting to knock out all of Zhou Jing's teeth. Then he strangled him by the neck and stared at his face as it swelled up, purple, and black, until he suffocated.
What did Jiang Yuming say? Licking? How dare Zhou Jing lick it! He had never licked it before and wanted to pull out Zhou Jing's tongue!
But Li Chengchuan was just jealous and crazy, not a legal person. Kuikui would not like a legal person. No matter how angry he was, he still let go of her hand. The taste of blood in his mouth dissipated, and he spit out cold sarcasm: "I wish Kuikui a happy breakup in advance."
Zhou Jing smoothed out the wrinkles on his collar: "Then I will become an ex just like you. At least, I will be an ex who is remembered."
He took his gold-rimmed glasses from the car window, put them back on, picked up the shopping bags he hadn't brought upstairs from the parking space, and walked towards the garage exit while texting Jiang Yuming: "Your car, you fix it."
"You're back? What happened to your eyebrows?"
Xing Kui opened the door and was shocked to see a wound on Zhou Jing's forehead. She grabbed his hand and pulled him into the house. "Did Li Chengchuan hit you? I really don't understand. Why should it bother him if his good friend is in a relationship? I'll go find him."
"It was a misunderstanding." Zhou Jing held her back. "It was hot, and the cup exploded. He asked me to clean it up, and I got caught in the glass shards."
"What? Why doesn't he clean it up himself?" Xing Kui was filled with righteous indignation, his voice raised several degrees, he tilted his neck to look at the wound on Zhou Jing's forehead, his index finger hovering around the wound with heartache.
Zhou Jing held her hand and placed it on his cheek. He rubbed his handsome face against her palm and smiled faintly, "Who made him a germaphobe?" The room was empty. "Where are your parents?"
"I'm going to take a shower. You sit down first. There's a medicine box at home. It was given to me by your sister last time. I'll go get it."
"Wait." Zhou Jing held her hand, his deep eyes lowered to look at her. He remembered Jiang Yuming saying they would break up in less than 24 hours, and Li Chengchuan's prelude to their breakup. "The broken glass is making me feel dizzy. Let's kiss first, okay?"
Xing Kui's face flushed pink. "Kissing will make me feel even more dizzy, okay? I always feel dizzy when I kiss you...Okay, just for once." She grabbed Zhou Jing's coat, stood on tiptoe and pecked his lips. "Okay, I'll go get the medicine box."
His wandering eyes brushed across the shopping bag, "This shower gel, my mom wants it, I'll give it to her."
This shower gel is expensive. Xing's mother heard about it from her friend who loves to show off in the square dance troupe a while ago. Today, Zhou Jing saw her looking at it and put it in the shopping cart.
It was endorsed by a male celebrity. Xing Kui walked towards the bathroom while looking at the photo of the male celebrity on the bottle. He was such a handsome man, with milky white skin and a pointed chin, like a delicate and noble little prince, but with a blank expression and a weird facial paralysis.
The bathroom light was on, and both parents were inside. There was a sound of running water. Xing Kui turned around and wanted to knock on the door. She didn't understand why these two people who didn't bathe together at home were taking a bath together in her house.
Xing Kui hadn't heard any urging to get married in the past few hours. She was in a relaxed mood and had a smile on her face when she raised her hand to knock on the door.
"To be honest, this boy is a really good person. He is careful and considerate. If our Kuikui marries him, we won't have to worry about the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law."
"Yes, get married this year, and have a baby before I turn thirty next year."
"Yeah, I think so too. Jingjiang is still a bit far from our home. I'll see if I can get the man to buy a house in Ganlin."
"Yes, this way it will be convenient for you to help her take care of the children."
"Oh, Old Li, I never thought our daughter's life event would be settled like this."
"Yes, I am also very satisfied with this son-in-law."
Oh, it turns out that parents can’t help but whisper to each other while taking a bath together.
Xing Kui felt that her face at this moment was like the male star printed on the shower gel, expressionless and like facial paralysis.
Get married this year, have a baby next year, buy a house, take care of the child...
Amidst the swirling, terrifying voices, Xing Kui turned and walked towards Zhou Jing, who had also heard their conversation: "Let's break up."
She had a love affair, and her parents sentenced her to life imprisonment.
She fell in love, and her parents equated love with marriage and childbearing.
She fell in love, and her parents thought she should marry the man and have children with him.
She had a love affair!
Why, why, why!
Xing Kui's eyes flushed red in the blink of an eye. After saying goodbye, she hugged Zhou Jing, like a piece of porcelain falling on the cracks of the ground, almost shattering. "Why can't I breathe even though I have a boyfriend? How can they imagine marrying me to you after only knowing you for a few hours? Why don't they consider my opinion? As a woman, have I violated the laws of heaven?"
"It's not your problem." Zhou Jing held her face with both hands and wiped her tears.
Zhou Jing was mentally prepared that dating him would not stop the pressure to get married, but he did not expect that her parents could not wait even for a day and started discussing, no, deciding, Xing Kui's future that night.
He was extremely distressed, "Be good, take a deep breath, you are almost out of breath."
Inhale—Exhale—
Still breathless, the words she accidentally overheard stabbed Xing Kui's head, face, throat, heart... She leaned closer to Zhou Jing: "I'm sorry, Lawyer Zhou, I, I'm so sad, can you sweeten me?"
"I told you." Zhou Jing stroked her tears with his fingertips, "Kui Kui can treat me as medicine and consume as much as you want, even if we break up."
Only a night light was on in the bedroom. It was a gift from Jiang Yuming. It was in the shape of a rose and when it was lit, it would project many small flowers on the wall.
Xing Kui was out of breath and wasn't quite sure what she was doing or going to do. Or maybe she knew it, but she didn't want to bother thinking about it, so she just wanted to take the breath from Zhou Jing.
He was a gentle man, and he was cooperative, but he became extremely sensitive when it came to this matter. He breathed heavier than her when they kissed, so how could he give her sweetness?
With each sound, she suspected that he was about to take a deep breath! The gentle gentleman's face was filled with heat, his eyes were misty, and he came close to her, "Help me take off my glasses, they will hurt you."
She was very angry, at her mother, at herself, and at the current situation. Zhou Jing's hands were on her, but she still felt it was not enough. A stuffy feeling rolled through her heart, waist, abdomen, and legs. Every part of her body felt uncomfortable, bitter from the inside out, and every part of her body needed to be soaked in sugar water.
He took off Zhou Jing's glasses and put them on himself. His myopia was not severe, but Xing Kui still felt dizzy when wearing them. The room was burning with the heat of April turning from spring to summer. The watch touched her hip, and all the strange words she had heard today and in the past years came into her mind.
They were hard and sharp, and they pricked her so much that she wanted to cry, and she remembered the surveillance video she had seen at the traffic police brigade. Her mother had dragged her to a blind date on the side of the road, and she had fallen backwards, and the cars had screamed.
She couldn't remember anything, she couldn't remember how she was knocked many meters away by the car, she only remembered a blank feeling after her head hit the ground.
It hurts, Mom. How warm and gentle my mother was when I was little, how hysterical she became when I grew up. Xing Kui, now 29 years old and condemned to death by her elders, yearns for the warmth and tenderness of her childhood. She draws on Zhou Jing's warmth, her back arched.
"Lawyer Zhou, Zhou Jing, your glasses make me dizzy."
The night light at the head of the bed cast a shadow of tiny flowers on the wall. Zhou Jing lingered over the flowers. They were real yet illusory, something he could touch yet not get, something within reach yet unable to control for long. He sighed softly, "Don't wear it anymore."
"No, I like it, I like it, at least tonight." Xing Kui's eyes were filled with tears. She touched the small box she bought today just in case, and her voice was still crying. "I don't know what size you use. If you think it's too big, I will be angry with you."
Zhou Jing glanced at her, stood up, leaned over again, and kissed the tears on Xing Kui's face: "Don't cry, if you cry again I won't be able to tell why you are crying later."
Through the prescription lenses, the moon outside the window looked like it was lying on the water, hazy, and everything on the ceiling seemed to be shaking.
Xing Kui's eyes were sore and her consciousness was a little hazy. Zhou Jing kissed her, and even in the midst of his almost uncontrollable emotions, he still whispered softly in her ears.
She heard him say, "Don't blame yourself, dear Kuikui."
"Boyfriend is always here."
"I'll give you sweetness from my bitterness."
"If it hurts, I'll bite you."
"Okay, Kui Kui, relax."
“Just enjoy it.”
She pressed the back of her hand against her lips, and the rolling heat moistened the back of her hand. Xing Kui was like a pitiful and fragile little sunflower in the storm, enduring, pursuing, and longing for the scorching sunshine even in the dark night.
She pressed her lips together and cried, everything she saw was blurry. She thought, she couldn't figure out why she couldn't stop crying.
Hard and soft, cold and hot, crazy and gentle, sweeping at the same time.
She likes Zhou Jing, but being in love with him won't allow Xing Kui to get a break from the pressure of marriage for long. Before her parents ask someone to calculate their luck, and before the damage is done, they must break up.
Like it, it must end tonight.
Li Chengchuan took a bite of the flower-shaped pastry. He hit Zhou Jing with the pastry box. The box was now full of crumbs, but the damage to the shape did not affect the taste. It was very sweet, so sweet that it hurt the taste buds.
The bean paste seemed to be stuck on the tongue. Li Chengchuan stared at the plain wall without blinking. The veins on his hands covered with transparent disposable gloves could be seen. Across the street was Xing Kui's home.
Take an electric drill, drill through the wall, and you can see what Xing Kui is doing.
"Lao Li, I never thought Zhou Jing would steal your girl. I'm really surprised."
"Are you calling just to mock me?" The black phone on the desk was busy.
The street lights in the old residential complex were dim, and a few small flying insects hit the light bulbs and headed for their deaths. Under the street lights, Jiang Yuming raised her gorgeous face, squinting her narrow eyes in the direction of Xing Kui's house.
"How could that be? I'm so sorry for you, I just want to say that you're playing with my car, the repair bill..."
"Pay it yourself." Li Chengchuan had already guessed that Jiang Yuming knew about Zhou Jing and Xing Kui's relationship before him, and it was related to the car that didn't match Zhou Jing's frugal style. "Lending the car to Zhou Jing to pursue Xing Kui, you think your life is too long."
"You are really wronging me. How could I have predicted why he would borrow the car?" Knowing that Xing Kui would like Zhou Jing because of this, he went there by himself.
Jiang Yuming's eyes were fixed on the dim windowsill. "Lao Li, we are good brothers. Zhou Jing betrayed me, but I am loyal to you as far as heaven and earth can bear witness. Look, he even called to comfort me. You must stay calm. Don't even think about whether they will do it tonight or how many times they will do it."
Li Chengchuan crushed the cake and said, "That's enough. Stop gloating."
Jiang Yuming smiled, his eyes cold. He couldn't be the only one upset. "Not enough, how could it be? I care about you. Don't overthink it. It's bad for your health. Don't go knocking on other people's doors to cause trouble. And don't go searching through their trash cans tomorrow morning. Count how many there are."
The call was unilaterally cut off. Jiang Yuming sneered, glanced at the time displayed on his phone, cast his eyes towards the public trash can in front of the building, and raised his eyebrows meaningfully.
In the humid and dark room, the sheets were wrinkled and filled with fragrance, and the two hands were tightly entangled together.
The gray-shelled phone stuck in the fabric lit up, and a message was updated in the "Loving Brothers Group", indicating a change in group membership.
[You were removed from the group chat by "3丨"]
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