Chapter 186 First love? substitute?
After Si Moyu left, Luo Qinglin seemed normal during the week he spent in Tokyo. He studied hard with Nakamura. After work, he went home with Qin Xiaoxi and Bai Shengyun to rest, and had a video call with Jiang Yanyu as usual.
However, after the video, Luo Qinglin lied and said he was going to bed early, but actually changed his account to contact "Mimir".
Mimir is just a pseudonym, Luo Qinglin doesn't know the other party's real name. The other party is from the same university as him, and studied information security, but he does not work in security. He specializes in following the Internet to investigate the information that the client wants.
Because they are alumni, Mimir would give Luo Qinglin a discount when he bought Jiang Yanyu's photos. The package that was originally worth 1,000 yuan would be discounted by 20%.
This time Luo Qinglin wants to investigate something that happened seven or eight years ago, which is not easy. It is also someone else's old private matter, and it will take a lot of energy to investigate it.
Luo Qinglin wanted to ask Bai Shengyun, but Bai Shengyun was too unreliable and couldn't control his mouth. As soon as he asked, he would be betrayed.
Not only do we need to find out why Jiang Yanyu came to China for a year at the age of 18 and who his so-called first love was, but we also need to find out where Si Moyu got the private information from and how he knew Jiang Yanyu's first love.
The progress was neither fast nor slow. Mimir found some archival records that described Jiang Yanyu's itinerary in China that year.
During that year, Jiang Yanyu went to Nanyue once every two weeks, leaving on Friday, staying there for two days on the weekend, and returning to Lincheng on Sunday night.
After knowing this, Luo Qinglin asked Bai Shengyun indirectly about Jiang Yanyu's senior year in high school and whether they met again then.
Bai Shengyun, however, was not as usual and was vague, saying that he might have met him a few times, but it had been too long and he couldn't remember clearly.
Unfortunately, vigilance could not cover up stupidity. Bai Shengyun dodged his gaze and his mouth could not be opened. Luo Qinglin also knew that he was lying.
After comparing all the people around Jiang Yanyu, Han Yu is most likely the so-called "first love" - a straight man who is already married, and they have been together for many years and have a very close relationship.
Han Yu and he do have some similarities, both are fair and thin, with high noses and thin lips. Most importantly, Han Yu wears glasses, and Jiang Yanyu just happens to have a special fetish for glasses.
However, Luo Qinglin did not blindly believe in this reasoning. Even though all signs indicated that Jiang Yanyu and Han Zhuo were closest, Luo Qinglin did not think that person was Han Zhuo.
Jiang Yanyu's love should be like a flame of possession, like the swallowing of the night, swallowing the person into his stomach, instead of allowing Hanyu to like others and forcing them to become gay, which is in line with his style.
Unless Jiang Yanyu really likes him, likes him so much that she is willing to give in for Han Yu and watch him marry someone else.
Most importantly, Jiang Yanyu did not attend Han Yu's wedding...
Every coincidence points to this result, but Luo Qinglin just finds it unbelievable.
If Jiang Yanyu likes Han Juan very much, why does he study in Lincheng? Why doesn't he go to Nanyue and attend the same high school as Han Juan?
Even if it was to accompany Jiang Su in mourning, wouldn't it be the same for Jiang Yanyu to come to Lincheng from Nanyue every two weeks?
Compared to Han Yu, Luo Qinglin suspected more that Jiang Yanyu's first love was from Lincheng No. 1 Middle School.
Luo Qinglin also fantasized whether it was himself, but Jiang Yanyu didn't remember him at all at that time. When he saw him at school, he didn't even look at him, not even a glance at him.
After comparing countless photos of students from the first middle school, Luo Qinglin picked out all the people who might have had contact with Jiang Yanyu, and checked their current situations one by one, comparing them with his own.
After investigating alone in Tokyo for a week, Luo Qinglin still hadn't sorted out his thoughts when he boarded the plane back home.
After returning to China, Luo Qinglin flew directly to another city and officially started taking jobs, shooting for various celebrities and moving between different brands and magazines.
When he was busy, Luo Qinglin had no time to think about his "first love". He only looked for the messages sent by Mimir in the dead of night, read them secretly, and thought about them secretly.
"Brother, drink some water, your lips are so dry."
Gu Nanan came over with a bottle of water and handed it to Luo Qinglin.
Luo Qinglin took the water, took a sip without expression, put the water back, sat there without saying a word, and looked at the photos on the screen.
After returning from Tokyo, Luo Qinglin had obvious subtle changes.
Luo Qinglin is still gentle when filming, and his voice is still soft when talking to others, but he tends to be distracted when taking a break.
It was as if Luo Qinglin used to be a warm, overflowing pond of water, but now half of the water had been drained away. The warmth was still there, but the vitality was missing.
Gu Nan'an screwed the bottle cap on, glanced at him carefully, and asked, "Brother, are you in a bad mood recently? Are you too tired from work? Do you want to reduce some of the work?"
Luo Qinglin looked away, expressionless, and asked directly: "Brother Jiang asked you to ask? By the way, I've always wanted to ask, when you report my status to him, how many videos and photos should you send?"
Gu Nanan took a step back, his eyes wide open, like a cat that had been exposed for doing something bad, feeling guilty and shocked, yet pretending not to understand.
"I, I didn't. I don't contact Brother Jiang often." Gu Nanan said stutteringly.
Luo Qinglin glanced at him, not surprised, and explained: "I have always known that you sent him videos. I just wanted to know the frequency. I was not angry and stopped you from sending them."
Hearing this, Gu Nan'an breathed a sigh of relief and answered truthfully: "Brother Jiang gave me the task of taking at least thirty photos a day, with a total length of more than half an hour of video."
Thirty, so many?
Luo Qinglin raised his eyebrows, "Then you hid it pretty well. You were able to take so many photos even if you were secretly taking photos."
"Hehe," Gu Nan'an scratched his head, "Brother, I'm glad you're not angry. I was just worried that you were angry about this matter during this period of time."
"I'm not angry. Go and have a rest, or continue taking pictures of me. It's up to you."
After Luo Qinglin finished speaking, he continued to sit in front of the screen and look at the photos, with a warm smile on his face, but he looked listless and not in good spirits.
A whole day of mechanical work was over, and the stars who were being filmed had already left due to schedule reasons.
Luo Qinglin chatted with the person in charge of the brand for a while. The other party had no intention of drinking, so Luo Qinglin said goodbye and returned to the hotel with two assistants.
One week left before going home.
Luo Qinglin hasn't figured out how to face Jiang Yanyu yet.
In the video, he could still pretend that nothing was wrong and lied to Jiang Yanyu that he was not in spirits because of work. But when he returned to Lincheng for vacation, what excuse would he have?
Luo Qinglin lay flat on the bed, quietly waiting for Jiang Yanyu's video request, wondering what was the point of him checking out Jiang Yanyu's first love?
To verify whether he is really a stand-in?
Or was it for comparison and to find reasons to prove that Jiang Yanyu loved him more.
Even if someone shouted in his ear who was Jiang Yanyu's first love, he could find countless reasons to refute it and comfort himself that these reasonings were not true.
If he went to ask Jiang Yanyu in person and got the answer that he was indeed a substitute, what should he do? Divorce and breakup?
But he couldn't bear to do it and didn't dare to ask, for fear that it would be over as soon as he opened his mouth.
Love-brained, marriage-brained, coward, Luo Qinglin cursed himself in his heart, but it was useless no matter how many times he cursed. The result was that he still didn't dare to ask and was only willing to be an ostrich.
Ding ding ding!
The ringing of the phone interrupted my thoughts.
Luo Qinglin sighed, feeling tired and powerless. He adjusted his mood before answering the video.
"Hello?" Luo Qinglin covered the camera and said coquettishly, "Guess where I am now?"
Jiang Yanyu chuckled and said casually, "Bathroom."
Luo Qinglin took his phone, jumped off the bed, ran to the bathtub in the bathroom, sat on his knees, took his hands away and said with a smile: "Brother guessed right!"
Jiang Yanyu was amused by him and was in a good mood. Luo Qinglin also laughed. His laughter was particularly clear and sounded more energetic than in the past few days.
"Why are you so happy today? Aren't you tired from work?" Jiang Yanyu asked.
"I'm so tired," Luo Qinglin said tenderly, "but when I think about going home and seeing you soon, I'm very happy."
Jiang Yanyu smiled and said softly, "Why did you have to go out to work for so long? You should stay for a whole month. How can a newlywed couple be separated for so long?"
"I'm worried that you're not in good condition," Luo Qinglin said, "I'm working outside and I'm so well behaved every day, you don't have to worry at all, in the future I..."
When he said the word "later", Luo Qinglin suddenly froze and stared at the camera blankly.
Jiang Yanyu on the screen frowned, thinking that the network was bad, and waved towards the camera to see if the picture was stuck.
"What in the future?" Jiang Yanyu asked.
Luo Qinglin came back to his senses, suppressed his anxiety, and said with a forced smile: "In the future, if Yu Tan comes to film me, you don't have to let Gu Nan'an record it. His recording is not clear."
The change in Luo Qinglin's expression was not subtle, his tiredness was clearly visible between his eyebrows, and Jiang Yanyu could clearly sense it through the screen.
"Have you been exercising recently?" Jiang Yanyu asked with a frown, "Are you feeling well?"
"I've been exercising!" Luo Qinglin quickly moved his head away and placed it on the other side of the bathtub. He opened his shirt, knelt in front of the camera, and boasted, "Look, I already have abdominal muscles."
The abdominal muscles that Luo Qinglin mentioned were just two inconspicuous waistlines, but these waistlines appeared on the thin and white waist, which had a great impact and aroused people's desire.
"Take off your shirt." Jiang Yanyu ordered.
Luo Qinglin did as he was told, unbuttoning his shirt one by one, stepped back a little, and exposed his face to the camera, his eyes full of desire.
"Brother, do I look good?" Luo Qinglin stared straight at Jiang Yanyu, and put on a charming smile, tempting people to lose control.
"Turn around," Jiang Yanyu lowered his eyes, "I want to look somewhere else."
Luo Qinglin's smile froze, and he couldn't help but feel the pain in his heart, like a frightened bird.
In fact, Jiang Yanyu just wanted to see him do it himself, but since that day, every word he heard would be misinterpreted by Luo Qinglin, who misinterpreted it as Jiang Yanyu not wanting to see his face.
He also asked Jiang Yanyu not to convict himself with fantasy, but now he was the first one who couldn't help himself and convicted Jiang Yanyu because of his fantasy of worrying about gains and losses.
Luo Qinglin quickly turned around, hid his self-deprecating smile, took off his pants, and showed his plump peaches to the camera.
Luo Qinglin took the lotion from the bathtub, squeezed the cold liquid into his palm, and said without looking back: "Brother, shall I start?"
"Turn your head, I want to see you." Jiang Yanyu said.
Luo Qinglin pursed her lips, closed her eyes, exhaled lightly, turned her head with red eyes, and looked at Jiang Yanyu tenderly.
"Brother, do you think I'm pretty?" Luo Qinglin asked with a crooked eye, "Am I prettier than other people?"
"You are the most beautiful." Jiang Yanyu said with a steady look.
"That's good......"
Luo Qinglin smiled contentedly, deliberately licked his lips with the tip of his red tongue, and acted even more seductively than usual, and asked, "Brother loves me the most, right?"
Jiang Yanyu never hesitated to express his feelings, and immediately replied: "I love you, and I will love you forever."
"Okay, that's good." Luo Qinglin had tears in the corners of his eyes for unknown reasons, perhaps it was the surge of emotions, or perhaps something else.
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The day before New Year's Eve, Luo Qinglin finally finished his work, sent Qi Lin and Gu Nanan on the plane back to Beijing, and then took a taxi to another airport.
The luggage had been sent away long ago, and Luo Qinglin was empty-handed. After getting off the car, he sat in the terminal waiting hall.
The New Year atmosphere is already very strong, with red lanterns and firecracker models hanging everywhere, and even couplets pasted on the glass doors.
Luo Qinglin sat on the sofa, hugging a fiery red New Year pillow, staring blankly, letting his mind go blank.
There were very few people in the terminal hall, and people were coming and going in a hurry.
At the private jet airport, every passenger was well-dressed, either in a suit or a formal long coat, except Luo Qinglin, who was wearing a pink cotton jacket, looking like a high school student.
Oh yeah...
After returning to Lincheng, he promised to wear glasses on the balcony and put on Jiang Yanyu's school uniform.
Luo Qinglin's eyes were dull, and he secretly wondered in his heart what Jiang Yanyu's first love was like and why he could not forget it so much.
The image of Han Juan kept appearing in his mind. Even though Luo Qinglin thought that the man was not Han Juan, his heart still ached for no reason.
Who could make Jiang Yanyu remember it for so long?
I still can't forget it even after I got married...
"Mr. Luo, your plane has arrived." The flight attendant reminded.
Luo Qinglin came back to his senses, patted his forehead, and thought that he was using fantasy to convict Jiang Yanyu again. It was obvious that the facts had not been investigated yet, and there was obviously no sufficient evidence to prove that he was a substitute.
"Okay, thank you, and Happy New Year." Luo Qinglin said with a smile.
"Thank you, you too."
It took more than two hours to fly from Shanghai to Lincheng, but Luo Qinglin didn't even open the sunshade. He just stared at it in a daze, not reading or studying, wasting time.
The sunlight came in from other places. The flight attendant who had met several times came over from time to time and asked Luo Qinglin what he needed. Luo Qinglin smiled and refused, not in the mood to eat or drink.
The phone vibrated. It was a message from Jiang Yanyu.
【Jiang Yanyu: I’m at the airport.】 】
【Luo Qinglin: I’ll be there soon. [kiss.jpg]】
After replying to the message, Luo Qinglin stood up and walked slowly to the bathroom.
The mirror showed his tired appearance, like a magic mirror, revealing all his thoughts, leaving no place for them to hide.
Luo Qinglin turned on the faucet, washed his face with ice water, and then wiped the water off bit by bit, hoping that this would make his complexion look better.
But washing your face will not make the bruises under your eyes disappear, nor will it make your light-colored lips redder. Instead, it will make your skin even paler and more pale.
This won’t work. He can’t go to see Jiang Yanyu in this appearance.
Luo Qinglin walked out of the bathroom, borrowed an air cushion from the stewardess, and bought the new lipstick she had just bought in the duty-free shop.
Luo Qinglin didn't know how to put on makeup, so the flight attendant was very enthusiastic and sat beside him to put on makeup for him.
Fortunately, a thin layer of foundation, plus a little blush and lipstick, was able to cover up Luo Qinglin's tiredness and pain. She looked radiant and more energetic than when she left the capital.
"Thank you." Luo Qinglin thanked with a smile.
"It's okay, it's okay," the stewardess advised worriedly, "Mr. Luo, if you have something on your mind, just tell Mr. Jiang directly. Don't keep it to yourself. Your complexion has been getting worse day by day over the past half month. It's not good for your health to keep things to yourself."
"Okay, I know, thank you." Luo Qinglin said.
The plane gradually descended and the sunshade was opened.
Luo Qinglin looked at the unfamiliar scenery outside the window and suddenly felt timid. He wanted to escape and return to the capital.
Maybe he wanted to escape from Jiang Yanyu, or maybe he was homesick and wanted to escape from Lincheng. His heart became more and more uneasy, like a person suspended in the air by a thin steel cable, who would fall into the abyss if he was not careful.
The uneasiness reached its peak when the plane landed completely.
Luo Qinglin stared blankly out the window, unaware of the passage of time. He waited until the plane stopped and the stewardess came to call him, then he stood up sluggishly and got off the plane.
Jiang Yanyu was waiting in the terminal, and Luo Qinglin could see him as soon as he entered.
Luo Qinglin stood at the exit in a daze, watching the man getting closer and closer. He seemed to be hallucinating and could only hear Jiang Yanyu's footsteps.
For some reason, Luo Qinglin inexplicably thought of the scene when Jiang Yanyu was standing on the balcony of the teaching building in high school, lazily watching the sunset.
The pain in my heart could no longer be suppressed, it overflowed to the edge, pushing all the tears out of my eyes.
Without waiting for Jiang Yanyu to come over, Luo Qinglin rushed over and hid in Jiang Yanyu's arms to absorb the warmth.
The familiar mint scent wafted around his nose, and Luo Qinglin secretly wiped his tears on Jiang Yanyu's windbreaker, trying to hide them.
"Why are you crying?" Jiang Yanyu asked with a low laugh.
Luo Qinglin paused, sniffing and saying, "I miss you, I can't help it."
Jiang Yanyu lowered her head, gently kissed Luo Qinglin's hair, and sniffed him with the tip of her nose. She didn't dare to hug him too hard, as if she was afraid that she would break him if she used too much force, so she only dared to hug him gently.
"I miss you too," Jiang Yanyu said, "I miss you too..."
The two hugged each other for a long time in the terminal, and only after they absorbed enough of each other's scent did Jiang Yanyu take Luo Qinglin away.
It was a cold winter in Lincheng and it was drizzling outside.
The temperature is not low, only six degrees above zero, but once it rains, no matter how much clothes people wear, it will be useless as the cold air will penetrate through the fabric and into the bones.
Luo Qinglin got into the car and was surrounded by the warm air from the air conditioner, but he was still shivering.
Jiang Yanyu asked the driver to turn up the temperature and held Luo Qinglin in his arms, "Is it still cold?"
Luo Qinglin nodded, looked at the strange yet familiar scenery outside the window, and said calmly: "Well, it's so cold, brother, hug me."
Luo Qinglin knew where the car was heading, towards Lincheng No. 1 Middle School, towards Lvyuan Community. He couldn't stop trembling, nor could he suppress his emotions. The closer he got to No. 1 Middle School, the more memories of the past mixed into his mind, chaotic and confusing.
Seven years have passed, and the gate of No. 1 Middle School has not changed, nor has the Lvyuan community, which is exactly the same as Luo Qinglin remembered.
The car drove through the gate and followed the road that Luo Qinglin had followed seven years ago. It passed the dumpling shop, turned the corner, and drove straight in front of the imposing iron gate.
The car drove in and finally arrived at a place Luo Qinglin had never been to, and stopped in front of the small villa in the middle.
Luo Qinglin remained silent and let Jiang Yanyu pull him out of the car and walk into the villa.
After entering the door, Luo Qinglin was still immersed in his memories. Jiang Yanyu closed the door, leaned down in front of Luo Qinglin and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Luo Qinglin's face was hidden in the scarf, revealing only a pair of innocent eyes.
"I was...I was thinking, it's beautiful here." Luo Qinglin said.
"Beautiful?" Jiang Yanyu raised his eyebrows and did not comment.
This is just an ordinary residence with ordinary interior decoration. No major changes have been made since the previous owner took it over. It is a magnificent and overly fancy European style.
Because it was too fancy, Jiang Shan complained about it, saying it was too rustic.
Jiang Yanyu bent down, took out a pair of pink velvet slippers from the shoe cabinet, took off Luo Qinglin's shoes personally, and put on the velvet slippers.
Luo Qinglin lowered his eyes and looked at the whorls of hair on Jiang Yanyu's head. He wanted to reach out and touch it, but was stopped by timidity and did not dare to touch it.
He couldn't maintain this state any longer, Jiang Yanyu would definitely notice something was wrong.
Luo Qinglin thought that he had to be more normal and cheer up.
The moment Jiang Yanyu stood up, Luo Qinglin immediately stretched out his arms and climbed on him, weak and boneless.
"I want a hug," Luo Qinglin said eagerly, "I want punishment, and I want it now."
"You want punishment?" Jiang Yanyu raised his eyebrows, covered his peach with both hands, and lifted Luo Qinglin up in the air, "What kind of punishment?"
"I want both," Luo Qinglin asked eagerly, "Where is your school uniform? I want to wear it now."
Jiang Yanyu was slightly stunned, as if she didn't understand why he was so anxious, "Aren't you sleepy? Don't you want to rest first? The stewardess said you didn't look well, and you asked her to put makeup on you."
"I, I couldn't sleep last night," Luo Qinglin hugged Jiang Yanyu tightly, "Please, brother, I want it now."
As they were talking, he began to feel uneasy. Luo Qinglin was afraid that Jiang Yanyu had lost interest in him and was changing the subject.
Luo Qinglin lowered his head and wanted to reach out to touch Jiang Yanyu to confirm his interest, but he was just one centimeter away from touching her when his wrist was grabbed.
"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Yanyu finally realized something was wrong. He pulled Luo Qinglin's hand away and carried him to the sofa.
Jiang Yanyu stared at Luo Qinglin, examining him for a moment, half-closed his eyes and asked in a deep voice: "Luo Qinglin, what are you acting? Or, what are you hiding?"
"I......"
Luo Qinglin was startled and became more and more flustered. The panic was written all over his face and he had no time to hide it.
Jiang Yanyu came closer and stared straight into Luo Qinglin's eyes. "Tell me. If you don't tell me, I will find a way to find out."
"I..." Luo Qinglin curled up his fingers and pulled the fur on the sofa hard. His mind was racing, thinking about what excuse to use to avoid the situation.
"Don't make up excuses to fool me, otherwise I will lock you up at home and never let you go out to work again," Jiang Yanyu threatened.
Luo Qinglin was not anxious after hearing this. Instead, his eyes lit up and he smiled. He said anxiously, "Then you can lock me up here. We can be locked up together. Brother and I will stay here forever, okay?"
Luo Qinglin's condition was obviously not right. Jiang Yanyu frowned and began to recall carefully, trying to find out the reason for Luo Qinglin's weirdness.
"Luo Qinglin, what exactly caused you to fall ill that day? Tell the truth, or I will stop Qin Xiaoxi's work." Jiang Yanyu stared at him and asked.
Stop Qin Xiaoxi's job?
Luo Qinglin's eyes were filled with astonishment and disbelief.
At first, he didn't understand why Jiang Yanyu treated him like this, but then he thought of his first love, Bai Yueguang, who had been investigated for half a month but still had no results. He felt even more aggrieved and couldn't control his emotions.
Soon, tears filled my eyes and dripped from the corners of my eyes. Anxiety and pain burst out along with the tears like a flood.
"Why, why do you treat me like this, wow......!"
Luo Qinglin was sobbing at first, but as he spoke he burst into tears, totally disregarding his image.
Luo Qinglin's eyes were red, as if he wanted to cry out all the anxiety he had been feeling for the past half month. He asked loudly, "Why are you so mean to me? Why did you stop Xiaoxi's work? Do you hate me? Jiang Yanyu, do you hate me?!"
"Wow, wow, wow, I knew you hated me, I knew, I knew you didn't love me!"
Luo Qinglin cried so sadly that the foundation on her face was completely smudged, forming mottled tear marks on her skin.
Fortunately, there was only a thin layer of foundation, so Luo Qinglin's face was not too colorful. His whole face still looked sad, but a little funny.
"Tsk, why are you crying?" Jiang Yanyu had no choice but to wipe away her tears with a tissue and coax her, "Okay, okay, I won't stop Qin Xiaoxi's work."
Hearing this, Luo Qinglin cried a little softer, but he still couldn't control his sadness and muttered angrily, "Why am I crying? You still ask me why I'm crying? You don't like me at all, why should I tell you?!"
Luo Qinglin lost his temper and was unusually "unreasonable", which Jiang Yanyu found strange.
"Why do you say I don't like you?" Taking advantage of Luo Qinglin's unpreparedness and venting his emotions, Jiang Yanyu patiently and calmly asked.
Jiang Yanyu's calm and cold expression seemed to Luo Qinglin like proof that he didn't care about him. His arrogant attitude was suddenly extinguished by his indifference, and he no longer dared to lose his temper or speak loudly.
Luo Qinglin leaned back weakly, collapsed on the sofa, and said in a low voice: "Go and check it yourself. When you find out, if you want to explain to me, then explain it. If you don't want to explain, forget it. Let's keep the status quo. I don't want to get divorced now."
Luo Qinglin gave up on himself and spoke out the solution he had been thinking about for many days.
"Divorce? Say that again?" Jiang Yanyu was very angry about the word and asked through gritted teeth.
"I said I don't want a divorce now," Luo Qinglin glared at him and threatened while sobbing, "If you dare to divorce me, I will take half of your property and turn you into a pauper!"
Their eyes met. Jiang Yanyu and Luo Qinglin stared at each other for a few seconds, then stood up silently, walked upstairs, and called someone to check.
Luo Qinglin sat on the sofa, curled up, not even having time to take off his cotton coat. He curled up alone in the sofa, feeling sorry for himself, checking his phone from time to time, and looking at the New Year blockbusters published by various magazines.
The two of them occupied different floors, each taking their own side, and doing their own thing.
Halfway through, the food that Jiang Yanyu ordered arrived. Luo Qinglin opened the door to get it, brought a few salads upstairs and placed them at the stairs, then went downstairs again to have dinner alone.
After dinner, Luo Qinglin curled up on the sofa again, glancing at the stairs from time to time to see when Jiang Yanyu was going to come down to explain.
It gets dark early in Lincheng. In winter, the sky turns completely dark before 7pm.
A cold wind was blowing outside the window, and the sound was so loud that it seemed like it could come in through the glass and make the whole room cold.
Luo Qinglin looked at the entry for a while and couldn't sit still, so he stood up, put on cotton slippers, folded his arms, and walked back and forth in front of the stairs.
After an unknown amount of time, a shadow finally followed the light and covered the place where Luo Qinglin was standing.
Luo Qinglin raised his head without saying a word, staring at Jiang Yanyu across several flights of stairs, waiting for him to speak first.
The two confronted each other for a moment, and finally the vixen compromised first.
Jiang Yanyu sighed slightly, walked down the stairs step by step, and stood in front of Luo Qinglin.
"You are not a substitute." Jiang Yanyu said.
Luo Qinglin curled his lips and asked, "What else? Where's your first love?"
"I've forgotten it a long time ago," Jiang Yanyu coughed lightly, "I've long forgotten what he looks like and what his name is. Who can remember what happened seven or eight years ago?"
"You stayed in China and Lincheng specifically for him before? Why don't you remember it now?" Luo Qinglin's tone was sour and he was very jealous.
Jiang Yanyu paused and explained, "He is not Chinese. I did not stay in Lincheng for him. I just think the air here is good and I want to live here. Don't listen to other people's nonsense."
Jiang Yanyu's expression was very serious, and Luo Qinglin couldn't tell whether he was telling the truth or lying.
Luo Qinglin thought for a moment and asked, "Are you still in touch now?"
"No." Jiang Yanyu vowed.
"Does he wear glasses?" "No."
"How tall is he?" "I forgot."
"How much does he weigh?" "I don't know."
......
Luo Qinglin asked a lot of questions, and Jiang Yanyu answered in the end that he didn't know and had forgotten everything.
"Is he good-looking?" Luo Qinglin asked, "Is he prettier than me?"
Jiang Yanyu thought carefully and replied, "He is much worse than you. You are 10 points pretty, and he is at most 7 points pretty."
Luo Qinglin looked at Jiang Yanyu for a moment, still worried, "Give me his information, I want to take a look."
"Okay, I'll find someone to sort it out." Jiang Yanyu pretended to look at his phone, waited for a while, and then sent the forged information to Luo Qinglin, letting him take his time and read it at his leisure.
Luo Qinglin looked at him carefully and found that the other person really did not look like him at all. He had wheat-colored skin, a strong build, and was taller than him. Only then did he feel relieved.
Seeing that Luo Qinglin was obviously relaxed, Jiang Yanyu asked, "Have you been sad about this matter for the past half month?"
"Hmm..." Luo Qinglin was halfway through answering when he suddenly became alert, "You've never liked Han Juan, have you?"
"How is that possible?!" Jiang Yanyu frowned, his face full of disgust, "Don't listen to Si Moyu's nonsense. I took over his family, so he deliberately said nonsense to provoke you. But it doesn't matter. I will pull out all his teeth today so that he can never speak again."
Pulled out all the teeth? !
Luo Qinglin's eyes widened and he asked nervously, "Aren't you a good citizen who abides by the law? Why did you pull out his teeth?"
"It's okay, I'll ask someone else to pull it out. I won't do it myself, don't worry." Jiang Yanyu comforted her in a gentle voice.
Instructing others is also a crime!
How can he feel at ease? !
"No, no, no!" Luo Qinglin quickly shook his head and stopped him, "He didn't say this first, it was Shen Yin who said it first. Anyway, don't bother with Si Moyu anymore, just pretend they don't exist, okay?"
Luo Qinglin's attention was completely drawn away.
Jiang Yanyu smiled, his goal achieved, and deliberately asked: "Then your anger for the past half month has been in vain? You won't cause trouble for Si Moyu? Otherwise, I won't pull out the tooth, but directly find someone to hit him to death?"
"No need!" Luo Qinglin quickly refused, "Why are you getting more and more exaggerated? I'm not angry anymore, so just stop caring about them."
"Are you really not angry anymore?" Jiang Yanyu asked with a long tone.
Luo Qinglin nodded quickly, fearing that Jiang Yanyu would get impulsive, "I'm not angry anymore, I really am not angry anymore."
Jiang Yanyu stopped smiling unconsciously, tapped the side of her face with her fingertips, and said nothing, waiting for Luo Qinglin to take the initiative to show his goodwill.
Luo Qinglin immediately stepped onto the stairs and gently kissed Jiang Yanyu on the cheek.
Soft lips fell on his face.
The matter was resolved, and Jiang Yanyu felt relieved. He took Luo Qinglin in his arms and said softly, "You shouldn't have kept it from me in the beginning. If you had asked me directly, I wouldn't have been thinking about it alone for so long."
"I......"
"Are you afraid that I will directly admit that you are a stand-in?" Jiang Yanyu asked.
Luo Qinglin did not answer, but buried his head in the soft chest. He felt that the sadness he had endured for more than half a month was in vain. He did not find any useful information and spent more than half of his money.
"Silly boy, how could I do such a thing? Just because of a similar face, would I marry you and be willing to share all my property with you? How could I be someone who doesn't care about money?" Jiang Yanyu said with a smile.
"No." Luo Qinglin said.
"That's right," Jiang Yanyu patted Luo Qinglin on the back, "If anyone comes out and tells you a lie in the future, don't believe it, understand?"
"I don't trust others, but you won't make up stories to lie to me, right?" Luo Qinglin asked suspiciously.
"No," Jiang Yanyu assured with narrowed eyes and a smile, "You are my wife now, of course I won't lie to you."
Luo Qinglin was relieved and took the initiative to admit his mistake, a little embarrassed, "Then I was wrong this time. I shouldn't have scared myself and lost my temper."
"It's okay," Jiang Yanyu said 'tolerantly', "It's my problem. I just don't want to talk about the past, so I kept dragging it out without explaining and making you feel uneasy."
Luo Qinglin felt bad, so he stood on tiptoe and kissed Jiang Yanyu on the forehead, "Brother, I'm sorry."
Jiang Yanyu took out a pair of black-framed glasses from his pocket, put them on Luo Qinglin's nose, and asked with half-closed eyes: "Does what you said in the afternoon still count? You have to wear glasses, wear my school uniform, and be on the balcony..."
"Okay," Luo Qinglin coughed lightly, "Okay."
Hearing this, Jiang Yanyu picked the person up, walked upstairs, and came to the balcony.
Although it is called a balcony, it is actually still indoors because the outermost layer is embedded with a circle of one-way mirrors. One can clearly see the scenery outside from inside, but only a circle of mirrors can be seen from the outside.
But Luo Qinglin didn't know that this was a one-way mirror. When he saw someone walking downstairs, he turned around anxiously with a red face.
"There's someone outside!" Luo Qinglin reminded.
Jiang Yanyu smiled, reached out to cover Luo Qinglin's lips, leaned close to his ear, and deliberately scared him, "I know, so you have to be quieter later."
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