Chapter 696 Do you want to confess? I've already lost my love (two chapters in one)
Jiang Fuyue was still comforting the crying Wan Xiutong when suddenly two shadows fell over her.
She subconsciously looked up, only to see Yi Ci and Zhong Ziang, who were supposed to be having a farewell dinner next door, appear in front of her without warning.
Both of them had wine in their hands and their faces were red.
I guess he drank a lot.
And looking at her eyes, something is not right...
"Jiang Fuyue--" they both spoke at the same time.
Yi Ci: "Me first!"
Zhong Ziang: "Go away, no one can snatch it from me today!"
"Why? I won't!"
"Yi Ci, don't go too far!"
"Zhong Ziang, stop being so arrogant—"
The two men pushed each other's shoulders, squeezed together, and shoved each other.
If you don't retreat, I won't give in.
The spectators watched the excitement without any hesitation and fanned the flames from the sidelines.
"Let's fight!"
"Let's fight!"
"Brother Ci is not in vain."
"Mr. Zhong, go for it—"
Wan Xiutong swallowed and turned to look at Liu Sisi: "What, what should I do?"
The latter frowned, and looked at Zhong Ziang and Yi Ci with a hint of hostility.
Jiang Fuyue really didn't want to watch the two noobs fighting each other, so she pointed at Yi Ci and said, "You, go first."
The quarrel came to an abrupt end, and the onlookers around also quieted down.
Yi Ci: “?”
Jiang Fuyue frowned: "Don't you have something to say?"
“…Ah? Yes, yes.”
What was he trying to say?
Oh! Confession!
"Jiang Jiang Jiang Jiang... Fu Yue! I I I I..."
"?"
I thought about it for a long time, but still couldn't explain it.
Seeing this, Zhong Ziang pushed the man away and said, "Coward, I'll do it!"
Suddenly, all eyes fell on him, including Jiang Fuyue's.
Zhong Ziang took a deep breath: "Jiang Fuyue! I, I, I, I..."
"?"
He actually started it too!
Yi Ci sneered.
Zhong Ziang: “?” This is not my mouth, absolutely not!
around--
"Is this my brother Ci? Is this my young master Zhong?"
"I'm definitely nervous!"
"Don't you even think about who you're confessing to? When Sister Yue stands there, her aura instantly reaches 2.8 meters. Anyone would be scared to death."
"Sure enough, no one is worthy of my sister Yue."
"Ah! This woman should be beautiful alone! No one else can covet her!"
"The Moon Goddess belongs to everyone. I belong to the Moon Goddess, hehe..."
"Are you going to confess or not? Your hands are sore from lifting them."
“…”
Jiang Fuyue looked at Zhong Ziang inquiringly: "Are you done?"
"……No!"
"?"
"Jiang Fuyue," he suddenly gritted his teeth, his face ready to die, "I like—"
"Zhong Ziang!" Ling Xuan squeezed through the crowd at some point and put his hand on his shoulder.
"you……"
"Come out with me!" Ling Xuan was a well-mannered young man, but his hands were very strong. He pulled Zhong Ziang out.
"Eh? What are you doing? Get out of the way—"
Ling Xuan turned around and shouted at the stunned Yi Ci, "And you!"
The latter pursed his lips and followed him away obediently.
Everyone: “?” You took off your pants and this is what you show me?
Jiang Fuyue looked in the direction the three people left, with a thoughtful expression.
…
As the party was coming to an end, many classmates were drunk.
The more obedient ones would lie on the table and fall asleep.
Some of the naughty ones hugged their desks and called for the class monitor, while others would hold onto teachers like Xu Jing and Yu Wenzhou and insist on explaining the questions on the spot. Even more exaggerated were those who kept standing up and sitting down, standing up and sitting down, standing up and sitting down...
Wan Xiutong covered her face and said: I can’t bear to watch it.
Liu Sisi looked disdainful: a bunch of drunks.
Xu Jing was both angry and helpless: the students he taught had to cooperate even if they had to kneel down.
Even though Jiang Fuyue was offered so much wine, apart from a slightly red cheek, she didn't look drunk at all.
When I got home, I was still full of energy.
"Yueyue is back?"
Han Yunru said, sniffing: "Did you drink? Are you dizzy? I'll make you some hangover soup..."
"No, I'm not drunk."
"real?"
Jiang Fuyue nodded.
Jiang Xiaodi muttered, "Normally, drunk people won't admit they're drunk."
Jiang Fuyue glanced over.
He immediately changed his words: "But my sister is an exception."
As expected - he can do anything without doing anything, and is the number one lackey.
…
It is said that eighty percent of students will suffer from insomnia on the night after the college entrance examination.
But Jiang Fuyue didn't.
Not only did she not suffer from insomnia, she even slept until she woke up naturally.
After going out for a workout, I can still wake up Jiang Xiaodi.
The college entrance examination candidates had their holidays, but other students did not.
Therefore, Jiang Xiaodi still has to continue his classes.
In the afternoon, Zhong Ziang sent her a WeChat message asking her to visit the botanical garden.
Jiang Fuyue thought about it and replied: [OK]
At that moment, Zhong Ziang felt incredible.
Got a date?
We made a date!
He put down his phone and started rummaging through the drawers.
Aunt Liu heard a voice coming from outside, "Young Master, what are you doing?"
Zhong Ziang turned around, faced her, and stood straight. "Auntie Liu, what do you think of me wearing this?"
A hoodie, ripped jeans, an exaggerated skull silver chain, and a baseball cap, it's as trendy as it can be.
Aunt Liu nodded: "It looks good!"
Zhong Ziang grinned.
But the next second——
"Young Master looks good in anything he wears!"
“…” Okay! I asked in vain.
Even if he was wearing a piece of rag, Liu Ma would still praise him as a handsome boy.
…
At one o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was scorching.
There is a cool breeze in the botanical garden.
Jiang Fuyue waited for about ten minutes before Zhong Ziang finally arrived.
He wore a white shirt with casual trousers, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, and a perfect smile on his lips.
He no longer had the arrogance of the past, but looked more like a refined and elegant young man.
"cough--"
When Zhong Ziang saw Jiang Fuyue staring at him, he felt even more fortunate that he had chosen this outfit.
"How's it? Not bad, right?"
Well!
"It's... different from your usual style."
Zhong Ziang pushed up his glasses and said seriously, "People change, and I am also growing up slowly."
He tried to use a calm tone to reflect his seriousness and sincerity at the moment.
Jiang Fuyue remained silent.
"Shall we go inside for a walk?" he suggested again.
"good."
The botanical garden covers a vast area and has all kinds of plants, flowers and trees.
Finally, the two stopped at the rose garden.
Roses of various colors compete with each other in beauty, and they bloom in a field. The view is colorful.
The wind blows gently, and the faint fragrance floats in the air.
Zhong Ziang clenched his fists nervously and took a deep breath: "Jiang Fuyue, I have something to tell you!"
"Is this what you left unfinished at the party yesterday?"
The boy paused, then nodded: "Yeah."
"Okay, go ahead."
"I... like you! We were both students before, and premature love was not allowed, but now that the college entrance examination is over, can you promise to be my girlfriend?"
Without waiting for Jiang Fuyue to answer, he continued -
"I will treat you very well and listen to you in everything. If you tell me to go east, I will never go west. If you tell me to go forward, I will never go back!"
"Respect you, love you, care about you, and be considerate of you. I can do everything a boyfriend can do, and even things he can't do, I can do too."
After saying that, he swallowed nervously and stared straight at Jiang Fuyue: "Are you willing?"
At a certain moment, Jiang Fuyue clearly saw the sincerity and truth in the boy's eyes.
Just like a crystal clear gem, it reflects clean and pure light.
But in the end, she slowly shook her head——
"Feel sorry."
Zhong Ziang had imagined countless times how he would feel after being rejected, and it must have been bitter and astringent.
Facts have proved that there is no most bitter, only more bitter.
It was as if I had lost my sense of taste, and all the colors in my sight faded in an instant.
The boy opened his mouth to ask why, but found that he couldn't speak at all.
Jiang Fuyue: "There are many kinds of relationships between people. If we can't be lovers, it might be because being friends would be more suitable."
"...Aren't lovers closer than friends?"
"Even the closest couples, even those who are married, are not necessarily absolutely close, let alone those who are just in love?"
Zhong Ziang: "Then aren't friends even further away?"
“There’s a saying that distance creates beauty.”
Many times, distance is not necessarily a bad thing.
The boy pouted: "But I still want to date you, what should I do?"
Jiang Fuyue smiled slightly, her eyes were gentle, but her words were blunt and piercing: "But I don't want to."
Zhong Ziang was about to cry.
But she said, "If you like it, you like it. If you don't like it, you don't like it. Just like the clothes you are wearing today, if they don't suit you, then they don't suit you, even though they look elegant and noble."
"I think we are friends, and there should be no deception between friends."
"Of course, I could also agree to it and give you hope, and then go back on my word and take it back hastily. Would you like that?"
The boy shook his head.
Rather than Jiang Fuyue lying to him and coaxing him, Zhong Ziang hoped that she could make a sincere choice, even though the final result was not what he wanted.
"Is there really no chance?" He still didn't give up, his eyes slightly red.
He really likes Jiang Fuyue and wants to hold her in his hands.
The girl smiled slightly.
Zhong Ziang knew that he had no hope at all.
"...Okay." He sniffed, probably because the pollen was too strong and he was a little allergic.
Anyway, it’s definitely not because I want to cry!
"I have two more questions."
Jiang Fuyue: "You ask."
Zhong Ziang: "What kind of person can be your boyfriend?"
"……have no idea."
The boy's mouth tightened. "Okay. Second question, will you accept Yi Ci's confession?"
Jiang Fuyue didn't hesitate: "No."
"Why?"
"That's the third question. But I can answer you, because there's no such thing as love that could be considered a lover's love."
As straightforward as ever.
Zhong Ziang felt inexplicably comforted.
It’s not me, nor that guy Yi Ci, he didn’t lose!
On the way back, before parting, Zhong Ziang suddenly asked: "Are we still friends?"
"certainly."
The boy grinned.
Jiang Fuyue said goodbye to him.
Zhong Ziang looked at the girl's back as she left, as if he saw his senior year in high school that he could never go back to, and those years of secret love that were filled with both sadness and joy.
Perhaps, youth is meant to be reminisced.
Hmm…
So corny!
He shook off the goose bumps on his body.
…
In the villa.
Aunt Liu looked at Zhong Ziang who rushed in and asked, "Young Master is back?"
"Auntie Liu! Where's my allergy medicine? It's itchy!"
"In the drawer! I'll get it—"
Aunt Liu quickly took out the pills, added a cup of warm water and handed it to her, "Drink slowly..."
Zhong Ziang scratched his face, and wherever he touched it, it turned red.
"What happened? There are no flowers at home. Why did you get allergic reaction?" Aunt Liu looked distressed.
"Auntie Liu, I'm having a terrible time today. My whole body aches. Woo woo..."
"Oh my little master, how old are you and still acting like a spoiled child?"
"It just hurts! So, I'm going to eat cola chicken wings, braised spareribs, and tuna sushi tonight!"
"Okay, okay, I'll do it all for you! Why are your eyes still red?"
Zhong Ziang sniffed: "It's a scratch!"
"Okay, I'll prepare it now and we'll be able to eat soon."
"Uh-huh!"
Aunt Liu walked into the kitchen with a smile. Zhong Ziang looked left and right at the reflective glass of the wine cabinet and blinked, "Is it red?"
It’s obviously not popular at all!
He sniffed again. What was there to be sour about?
It’s just a broken heart!
…
Jiang Fuyue had just rejected Zhong Ziang, and the next day Yi Ci sent her another WeChat message -
【Would you like to play basketball? One-on-one.】
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows, a dark light flashing across her eyes: [When?]
【Afternoon, please.】
【Place? 】
The school playground is too sunny, should we go to the gym?
【good. 】
In the afternoon, Jiang Fuyue went out wearing a jersey and a pair of sports shorts, revealing her long, white and slender legs.
When they came down from upstairs, not only was Jiang Xiaodi stunned, but Han Yunru's eyes also flashed with surprise.
"Sister is so handsome!"
"Yueyue is going to be a cheerleader?"
"No," Jiang Fuyue shook her head: "Go play basketball."
Han Yunru was slightly surprised: When did my daughter learn to play basketball?
Jiang Xiaodi was not surprised: "Sister knows everything!"
…
stadium.
Yi Ci was dribbling the ball for a layup. When he bounced and landed, he probably noticed Jiang Fuyue coming and turned his head to look back.
The sunny boy glanced back, sweat slid down his forehead and dripped down his chin to the ground.
At the same time, the ball that went into the basket fell freely, returned to the ground, and bounced up.
If there is only one shot here, it will be enough to freeze it into eternity.
"You come—" He took the ball and threw it at the girl.
"Yeah." Jiang Fuyue took it easily.
"I heard that you and Zhong Ziang met because of basketball?"
"You could say that."
"Will you play a game with me today?"
Jiang Fuyue smiled, her eyes lit up: "Okay!"
In the empty basketball court, the boy opened his arms and defended cautiously, while the girl dribbled the ball and waited for an opportunity to break through.
For a while, the two were at a stalemate.
"You played the ball well." Yi Ci said.
"You're not bad either." Jiang Fuyue replied.
"If I save this ball, will you promise to be my girlfriend?"
"Is this a confession?"
Yi Ci nodded, but his eyes remained alert: "Of course."
"It's a pity that you can't defend——"
As soon as she finished speaking, the girl spun around and moved, but it was just a feint. She took advantage of Yi Ci's movement and rushed out of the encirclement without warning.
She didn't even need to run too far. She just raised her arm at a fixed point and threw it lightly, and it was a perfect three-pointer.
Yi Ci looked at the flying ball and a bitter smile appeared in his eyes.
Naturally, he also understood her refusal.
Jiang Fuyue: "I won."
Yi Ci: “Very impressive.”
During the intermission, the two stood in the stands drinking water.
The moment the girl raised her head, her white neck stretched out, revealing the most vulnerable part of her throat.
The delicate skin, stained with sweat, has an indescribable power and beauty.
Yi Ci's eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly felt very unwilling: "Even if I can't keep it, you can still be my girlfriend, as long as you are willing."
Jiang Fuyue paused while drinking water. Seeing him so nervous that he squeezed the mineral water bottle to the point of deformation, he suddenly found it a little funny.
Of course, she actually laughed out loud: "You already know the answer, why are you asking again?"
"Ah! I was thinking, what if the answer is wrong..."
Jiang Fuyue: "No such thing as a single event."
So, the answer can’t be wrong.
Yi Ci understood, perhaps he had been mentally prepared, so the expression on his face at this moment was not too sad, and there was even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Sure enough..." he sighed softly.
Jiang Fuyue raised an eyebrow.
Yi Ci: "You rejected Zhong Ziang, and you will reject me too."
She didn't respond.
I don’t know how to respond.
In the end, Yi Ci adjusted himself and smiled at her: "Another round?"
"OK."
In the end, the two men were sweating profusely, supporting themselves on their knees, and breathing heavily.
Not far away was a basketball that had fallen to the ground. It bounced twice, rolled a distance, and then stopped.
Yi Ci: "I won this round."
Jiang Fuyue: "Congratulations."
"But you still won't agree, right?"
"Yeah." She didn't give him an ambiguous answer out of pity or soft-heartedness.
Yi Ci laughed: "You didn't agree to Zhong Ziang anyway."
There was a hint of pride in his eyes.
Jiang Fuyue: "I heard you guys were betting on me?"
Yi Ci: “!”
How did she know?!
Jiang Fuyue smiled and curled her lips: "So what do we do now? Who wins and who loses?"
Is this a question of winning or losing?!
No wonder she refused to accept anyone——
"Is this the reason?" Yi Ci asked.
"Partly."
It turned out that from the moment the bet was made, he and Zhong Ziang had lost their eligibility to enter.
Yi Ci smiled bitterly.
Jiang Fuyue: "Next time you meet a girl you like, don't make this kind of stupid mistake again. Whether it's true or a joke, don't treat feelings as a game."
…
After playing ball for an afternoon, the first thing Jiang Fuyue did when he got home was to take a shower.
When I came out of the shower, Jiang Xiaodi had already cut the watermelon and prepared a small silver fork for me.
Very thoughtful!
"Sister, here—" She picked up the plate and always let Jiang Fuyue pick the first piece.
Even Han Yunru and Jiang Da didn't receive this treatment.
Jiang Fuyue picked up a piece, put it in her mouth, and rubbed his head: "Thank you!"
Jiang Xiaodi has grown a lot taller and is now a handsome young man, but he still can't get rid of his habit of blushing easily.
Her face turned red and she lowered her head, she was more beautiful than the spring breeze in March.
Jiang Fuyue felt itchy and couldn't help but pinch her: "Why are you more shy than a little girl?"
"sister!"
"Isn't it?"
"You are so bad!" After saying that, he went upstairs with the watermelon plate in his arms.
Jiang Fuyue smacked her lips: "I've never been so annoyed by someone pinching my face before..."
It seems that the little boy has grown up and started to have a temper. He is no longer the soft little bun who would not get angry no matter how he was pinched.
fine.
Maybe because she did too much exercise in the afternoon, Jiang Fuyue slept particularly soundly that night.
When she woke up the next day, Jiang Xiaodi had already gone to school and left breakfast for her in the kitchen.
Well, the little boy is still as cute as ever after growing up!
After breakfast, Jiang Fuyue received a WeChat message from Ling Xuan——
Are you free?
So, this is the third one after Zhong Ziang and Yi Ci?
Jiang Fuyue raised an eyebrow: [Something?]
Director Zhao asked us to come to school to check our answers and estimate our scores. I'm in the grade office now.
It sounds like a serious matter, but...
Jiang Fuyue: [I don't estimate. There's no need.]
Ling Xuan didn't reply.
As a result, in the afternoon, he sent another message——
[The wrong answer is that I want to date you. ]
So it's really the third one?
Two updates combined into one, 5,000 words.
I'm taking my family to the hospital for a checkup tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, so I probably won't get to watch the 3:00 AM broadcast (spreading my hands)
Today is the day for sending out a lot of "Sister Yue's Broken-Hearted Lunch Boxes".
(End of this chapter)
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