Chapter 80 Moonlight Waves
Gulp, gurgle.
Jiang Yanyu held the mineral water bottle, leaned against the wall, drank some water, then raised the bottle to his head and wet his hair.
There were many people backstage and there was no ventilation. Various pungent perfume and sweat smells mixed together to form an unpleasant and uncomfortable smell.
Jiang Yanyu stayed in this environment for nearly half a day. The backstage was messy and the people were in a mess. When I tried on the clothes, I regretted my loss. Some were chatting, some were trying to make connections, some were planning one-night stands, and the whole place was making a lot of noise.
After trying on the clothes and going through the rehearsal, Jiang Yanyu said hello to the designer, put on a pair of sweatpants, walked out of the backstage alone, and went to the futuristic square outside the show to get some fresh air.
Night has fallen, and the sky is dotted with stars.
The heartburning hunger had long gone, Jiang Yanyu leaned against the laser pillar and took out his cell phone to check messages.
In the afternoon, Luo Qinglin sent him some photos of the show, but there was no news from him in the evening.
Instead, Bai Shengyun sent him dozens of messages. When he didn't reply, he kept bombarding him with messages like, "Something big has happened. Your wife is definitely going to run away with someone!" 】.
This silly roe deer.
Jiang Yanyu sighed impatiently. Just as he dialed the number, before the phone rang three times, the person on the other end hurriedly shouted, "Old Master, you finally have news. If it had been any later, Luo Qinglin would have run away with someone!"
"Why are you making such a fuss?" Jiang Yanyu asked.
"I don't know where that sissy got Sirène's admission. He just kept sticking to your wife. If I hadn't tried my best to stop him, your wife would have been taken away by that sissy!"
"Also, he tried to rush into your wife's car this afternoon. If I hadn't knocked him down, he would have taken advantage of your wife!"
Si Moyu is a boiled chicken, and his strength is not as great as Luo Qinglin. What is there for a weak and cowardly 0 to be afraid of?
I thought something big was going on, but it turned out to be just a silly roe deer making a fuss.
"My baby only likes me. It is impossible for him to like others, let alone run away with others." Jiang Yanyu vowed.
"Come on, your wife was fine in the afternoon, but as soon as the sissy sat next to him in the evening, he became absent-minded. He didn't even respond when I called him." Bai Shengyun said.
"Also," Bai Shengyun continued, "the sissy said he wanted to take his car back to the hotel, and he nodded stupidly. If I hadn't locked the door in time, the guy surnamed Si would have gotten into the car long ago."
"No matter how abnormal he is, it can't be because of Si Moyu," Jiang Yanyu frowned and asked, "Where did you go this afternoon and what did you do?"
"We just went to the bakery next to your house to sit and chat. It's impossible that he is absent-minded because of me, right?" Bai Shengyun asked.
"What did you talk about?" Jiang Yanyu asked.
"He just told me some things about your childhood. Oh, by the way..." Bai Shengyun hesitated for a moment, as if recalling something, and replied, "He also asked me if I had ever met Elena, and I lied and said no."
"Got it," Jiang Yanyu said, "Next time he asks you something, just tell him straight away, don't lie."
"If he asks you about your first love, will I tell him directly?" Bai Shengyun asked jokingly.
"Except for this matter. I'm hanging up. That's it." Jiang Yanyu was about to hang up the phone.
"Wait, you don't care about that sissy? He keeps sticking to your wife, aren't you afraid that Luo Qinglin will be snatched away by him?" Bai Shengyun asked.
Jiang Yanyu rubbed his brows and replied impatiently: "Bai Shengyun, no one likes the kind of shameless licking dog who comes to them every day. You should stop hanging around in front of Qin Xiaoxi and serve Luo Qinglin well. That's the right thing to do."
"As long as Luo Qinglin doesn't hate you, Qin Xiaoxi won't hate you anymore, do you understand?" Jiang Yanyu continued to deceive.
"Okay, okay, okay," Bai Shengyun said firmly, "I'll take care of your wife."
After hanging up the voice call, Jiang Yanyu switched to Luo Qinglin's dialog box.
[Jiang Yanyu: Have you returned to the hotel? 】
【bb: Well, I just took a shower and am getting ready for bed. 】
Luo Qinglin’s true emotions could not be seen from the text alone, and Jiang Yanyu could not tell whether Luo Qinglin had noticed the lie he had told.
The weather was cool at night, and when the evening breeze blew, the air currents collided between the pillars, making a tinkling sound.
After looking at the ground and thinking for a moment, Jiang Yanyu suddenly had an idea and dialed the landline phone in the suite.
Beep beep beep...
The phone rang seven or eight times before it was picked up.
"Hello? Hello." Luo Qinglin spoke cautiously, like a child who was alone at home and suddenly received a call from a stranger.
Hearing Luo Qinglin's voice, Jiang Yanyu couldn't help but smile, "It's me."
"...Jiang Yanyu?" Luo Qinglin asked, "Why are you calling the hotel's landline?"
"I was afraid to call you on your cell phone," Jiang Yanyu said in a low voice, "but you didn't answer my call."
There was no answer from the other end. Only a soft sigh and gentle breathing could be heard in the receiver.
No one spoke. The silence was like dense starlight, spreading and accumulating as the black sky turned.
Jiang Yanyu raised his head, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and slowly said, "Luo Qinglin, have you seen the moon tonight?"
Just as he finished speaking, there was the sound of rustling footsteps, and then the door lock was unlocked and the sliding door was dragged, and there was a whistling sound of wind from the other end of the receiver, which was of a similar frequency to the wind from this end.
"Do you see the moon?"
"Yes, it's bright."
The sound of the wind and the sound of breathing were connected through the radio waves. Although Luo Qinglin was more than ten kilometers away, Jiang Yanyu still felt that they were in the same place.
The temperature was low. Jiang Yanyu sniffed and asked, "Luo Qinglin, what kind of person do you think I am?"
This question seemed to stump the respondent. The other party remained silent for a long while without any response.
Without waiting for an answer, Jiang Yanyu continued to talk to himself: "I actually hate a lot of people. I hate Jiang Ligang, his wife and son, everyone who causes trouble for me, and even my mother."
After a long series of preparations, Jiang Yanyu finally explained: "That day I said she died of illness. I was lying because I didn't want to tell you that she was killed. I didn't want you to know that I didn't care who the murderer was."
"I am the kind of person who holds grudges. She thought I was a burden and chose to abandon me, so I held a grudge against her and even missed her funeral."
"As soon as my grandmother brought me back to London, I couldn't stand her being so happy with her new husband and son, so I went to her doorstep every day and threw stones to keep her from having any peace."
Jiang Yanyu couldn't stop talking. He spoke more and more, his tone was gloomy, and he laughed softly as he spoke.
The moonlight is bright, and the moon is like a flawless and pure jade hook, but every word of the person under the moon is full of resentment, and the hatred in the words has nowhere to hide under the bright light.
After he finished speaking, there was silence for a while. Jiang Yanyu thought Luo Qinglin was frightened by him, but a small voice came from the other side: "Then...will you hate me?"
Hearing this, Jiang Yanyu raised his eyebrows, laughed in disbelief, and asked, "Luo Qinglin, I just said so much, and you only care about whether I hate you?"
"Hmm..." Luo Qinglin coughed lightly and said, "It's your freedom to hate someone. What does it have to do with me? Just don't hate me."
The sound of the wind gradually died down, and the coldness on my naked body seemed to be cast by this sentence, and it suddenly escaped from my limbs.
"So, will you hate me?" Luo Qinglin asked again.
Jiang Yanyu stretched out his hand, palm facing up, covering the cold moon, and said softly: "Silly boy, I only like you."
The author has something to say:
Jiang Yanyu: I hate you. (pretend)
Luo Qinglin: 5555 (drive away)
Jiang Yanyu: I was just kidding! I was just kidding! (Helicopter chase)
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