Chapter 7 "What kind of liking?" "Wanting to sleep."...
When Jiang Chuyu sent the email, she made sure to turn on the email tracking function so she could see the recipient's reading status clearly.
Every message is marked as read, but none have received a reply.
Jiang Chuyu's confidence was slightly shaken.
Gu Zeming would rather pick up trash than accept the job she introduced him to. What exactly is the problem?
Was it the wrong timing? Or was the payment too low?
Jiang Chuyu sat on the edge of the bed with her laptop in her arms. At that moment, her mind was filled with the image of Gu Zeming leaning back on the sofa with his eyes closed, resting.
The first time she felt an urgent desire to obtain something, even she found it somewhat inexplicable and frightening.
She seems to have had another episode.
Realizing that her current situation was dangerous, Jiang Chuyu turned on her phone and contacted her best friend Yang Xiuling, who was studying psychology abroad.
When the other party received her call, they were initially surprised, but then used their professional knowledge to carefully analyze the current situation for her.
"You are currently in a period of unrequited sexual infatuation. Your hormones are surging, making you easily attracted to certain traits or behaviors of others. You magnify the other person's strengths to an extreme, and then gradually become obsessed, falling into a one-sided, infatuated liking."
Yang Xiuling's voice was rational and intellectual, and her analysis was incisive.
Jiang Chuyu relaxed considerably. "Is there any way to get through this period smoothly?"
Yang Xiuling said, "I happen to be going back to China next week to take care of some things. How about we meet then and talk about your situation in more detail?"
Jiang Chuyu has complete trust in Yang Xiuling.
Compared to her blood relatives and legal relatives, Yang Xiuling is more like her real family.
Having a best friend who's willing to go all the way to the US to study psychology for her is a blessing from a past life; she has nothing to hesitate about or worry about.
Jiang Chuyu nodded: "Okay, I'll wait for you."
After a quick nap, a new week has begun.
University A has over 60,000 students this year, and the probability of students from different colleges meeting is as extremely low as getting a rare card in a game.
In the monotonous and tedious daily life and study, Jiang Chuyu had not seen Gu Zeming for almost a week.
Because she had promised Yang Xiuling that she would wait for her to return to China, even though she missed Gu Zeming so much that she was going crazy, Jiang Chuyu could only grit her teeth and endure it, and dared not make any rash moves.
And so, I tragically and miserably made it to Friday.
After finishing the last class, Jiang Chuyu came out of the classroom. The sky was getting dark, and the campus was full of all kinds of students. Looking around, it was like a box of spilled candies, each one with its own color and very vivid.
Jiang Chuyu walked with her head down in the crowd, plain and pale. No one paid attention to her or cared about her. Even the air she breathed carried a fresh and free feeling.
When she received Yang Xiuling's call, she was walking towards the dormitory building.
Yang Xiuling said, "I've shared the meeting address with you. Remember to dress nicely when you come."
Jiang Chuyu wondered, "Does having to dress up just to eat a meal? Isn't that too much trouble?"
Yang Xiuling laughed: "You can go without dressing up when you see those stinky men, but I finally come back to China and I want to see you dressed up nicely. Can't you let me feast my eyes on you?"
Jiang Chuyu wanted to argue, but Yang Xiuling didn't give her the chance.
"Don't worry, no one will cut up your favorite pretty dresses again. Wear them boldly. You said you really liked the dress I gave you for your birthday, so wear that one."
Under Yang Xiuling's relentless pursuit, Jiang Chuyu finally reluctantly accepted her proposal.
The dress has a light Lolita style for everyday wear, with layers of light blue organza and a delicate bow tie, making it exquisite, sweet, and full of life.
Jiang Chuyu loved wearing it when she was little, but her adoptive mother never allowed her to wear it.
If I get caught, I'll get scolded.
She was too young to resist, and each time she could only watch helplessly as her favorite dresses were cut into pieces.
Later, she left that home and returned to her biological parents. She had a lot of money and could buy countless dresses, but she never had the interest to wear them again.
Some say that people whose needs and desires are suppressed for a long time in childhood will develop an unfillable black hole in their hearts when they grow up. [1]
Jiang Chuyu, on the contrary, has very low material desires now and can't muster any enthusiasm for many things. She only finds Gu Zeming somewhat interesting.
Jiang Chuyu put on her dress and applied light makeup.
Her roommates were used to her listless and dejected appearance, so this was the first time they had seen her so sweet and lively.
Lin Yun was the first to react.
"Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap, Jiang Chuyu, if you had dressed like this at the social gathering, you wouldn't have lost all my chips!"
A week has passed, and Lin Yun still hasn't forgiven her...
Jiang Chuyu gave up struggling and replaced her explanation with a bribe. "I'll bring you some jujube cakes from Wudaokou when I get back."
Everyone knows how difficult it is to queue at that store, so even Lin Yun's anger subsided.
Jiang Chuyu pursed her lips, tossed her lipstick into the drawer, put on her small crossbody bag, and was seen off by her roommates.
The meeting place was a Western restaurant.
The food may not be the most delicious, but the ambiance is pleasant and quiet, perfect for private conversations and dates. Many young couples in the neighborhood like to dine here.
Around 7 p.m., Jiang Chuyu pushed open the glass door of the restaurant and followed the head waiter to table number seven.
After not seeing her for a long time, Yang Xiuling was so beautiful and fashionable that she almost didn't recognize her.
Jiang Chuyu checked several times before daring to sit down opposite her.
Yang Xiuling tapped her fingers slowly on the table, feigning sadness as she said, "It's only been a year since we last met, and you don't recognize me? I'm supposed to be your best friend, and I've been so good to you all this time."
Jiang Chuyu chuckled foolishly: "You now have an elite air about you, which makes me seem so pathetic that I'm not daring to acknowledge you."
"Don't give me that crap. Others may not know you, but I know you too well," Yang Xiuling said, handing her the menu. "Who used to be the top student in the grade? Now you're acting like a loser. How am I supposed to face my former classmates?"
Jiang Chuyu shrugged indifferently, "A hero doesn't dwell on past glories. I'm just trash now, just waiting to die."
Yang Xiuling squinted at her for a while, then suddenly laughed and said, "Wrong. You're not trash now, but a delicious little cake."
Jiang Chuyu was looking down at the menu when she heard this, she paused and became a little reserved.
The dress was beautiful, but she always felt it didn't belong to her. It was as if there was always an invisible pair of scissors slowly cutting the beautiful bows and lace to shreds.
Her eyes were downcast, her hands were trembling, and the menu was trembling along with them.
Yang Xiuling called her twice, but she didn't hear her.
My head is filled with the clicking sound.
Just then, a melody rose from the stage and drifted slowly to her ears, drowning out the noises that were bothering her. In that instant, it was as if she had fallen from a tightrope into a gentle embrace, and she gradually came back to her senses.
Yang Xiuling looked at her with concern: "Are you alright? Are you thinking about those unpleasant things from the past again?"
"No." Jiang Chuyu smiled and randomly ordered a steak and a drink.
The music continued.
It is Schubert's "Spring Dream".
The performer played with ease, demonstrating the skill level of a professional musician.
Jiang Chuyu looked in the direction of the sound and, through the flickering candlelight and swaying shadows, saw a small patch of pure white clothing peeking out from beside the piano stand; the performer was obscured.
At this moment, Yang Xiuling's voice rang out. "Tell me about you and that Gu Zeming."
Jiang Chuyu withdrew her gaze, her cheeks suddenly feeling slightly hot.
She hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "I...I really like him."
Yang Xiuling raised an eyebrow: "What kind of liking?"
Jiang Chuyu stammered for a while before finally uttering two words: "Want to sleep."
Yang Xiuling almost sprayed a mouthful of water directly onto her face.
"cough……"
"Hey, you..."
Yang Xiuling coughed twice and then couldn't speak.
Jiang Chuyu bit her cheek and said in a defiant tone, "Laugh if you want."
Yang Xiuling calmed down and asked her, "Lust at first sight?"
Jiang Chuyu nodded honestly.
Yang Xiuling said, "It's human nature to have a physiological liking; everyone has experienced it."
Jiang Chuyu sighed: "Then what should I do now?"
Yang Xiuling thought for a few seconds and asked, "Besides being handsome, what other characteristics does he have?"
As Jiang Chuyu thought for a moment, she said, "He's extremely poor, but very outstanding and hardworking. He's also quite aloof, always giving off an unapproachable vibe. He's never been in a relationship, and seems rather innocent..."
Yang Xiuling waved her hand: "Don't have too many filters on men. What pure? That's because he hasn't met someone he likes. If he really meets someone of the opposite sex who is his type, do you think he won't go crazy? He'll probably abandon his personality and just want to be a beast."
Has Gu Zeming gone mad?
Impossible, absolutely impossible.
Jiang Chuyu shook her head.
"He is extremely emotionally stable and won't go crazy."
"..."
Yang Xiuling really didn't believe in superstition.
"Then why don't you dress up like this every day and test his willpower?"
"?"
Jiang Chuyu froze, and after a long while, she stammered, "You...you're joking, aren't you?"
"No, I'm serious. Don't always be so pessimistic. Go and love, go and get what you want. Don't overthink it, and don't have too much of a psychological burden."
Jiang Chuyu had some concerns and wanted to say something, but suddenly, a series of clattering noises came from the dining table not far away.
It turned out to be a young couple arguing.
The man seemed jealous, and angrily stood up from his chair, yelling, "He's just a pianist, what do I lack compared to him? You came out on a date with me, and your eyes were glued to him the whole time, what do you mean by that?"
The woman was taken aback, her cheeks flushed slightly, but she couldn't help glancing at the performance stage.
The man became even angrier, cursing and ordering the waiter to call the manager, "Tell your pianist that I've paid for his performance today, and now I want to hear 'The Boatman's Love,' make him play it!"
Music can be appreciated by all, but in the current situation, asking someone to play "The Boatman's Love" is just deliberately making things difficult for them and insulting them.
Jiang Chuyu was getting annoyed to death by that guy.
"Spring Dream" was clearly to her liking.
Jiang Chuyu put down her knife and fork, wiped her mouth, and raised her voice slightly to say to the troubled store manager, "There's no need to change. I'll pay ten times the price to book the whole place. Your pianist can play however he wants tonight. Don't pay any attention to those trolls."
As soon as he finished speaking, the music stopped abruptly.
A tall figure stood up from the piano bench.
When Jiang Chuyu looked up, he had just turned around. Their eyes met unexpectedly, and Jiang Chuyu was completely stunned.
A note from the author:
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[1] People whose needs and desires are suppressed for a long time in childhood will develop an unfillable black hole in their hearts when they grow up. —Referencing John Bowlby's attachment theory in "Attachment and Loss".
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