Chapter 29 Zero Distance
Jiang Shiyuan's hands tightly grasped the chopsticks, as if she was grabbing a life-saving straw. She preferred to help share the burden of the family rather than ballet. The Jiang family started out in the catering industry.
When she was a child, she always watched her grandmother make all kinds of pasta. She could make little rabbits out of dough and carve carrots into flowers and various animals. It was so magical that Jiang Shiyuan always liked it. When she was a child, she would follow her grandmother to learn.
But later, when she was five years old, Yu Wei enrolled her in ballet classes, but she hated stretching her legs and training her flexibility.
She hated tears and sweat, as they couldn't wake Yu Wei up at all. She just wanted her to help her get the awards that she couldn't get.
In the end, grandma fell ill...no one cared about her feelings or thoughts anymore.
The food in Pei Xiangwan's bowl had piled up like a towering building. She whispered to her cheap parents, "That's enough, it's all going to fall over."
It was really funny to see her cheap father Pei Jichuan with a cold face picking up food for her.
This side is full of joy, but the other side is not like that.
"Oh, Jiang Jiang is still young, one year younger than our Tiantian. It's normal, she will grow up to be sensible slowly, Wei." Ji Tiantian's mother Wang Wenli spoke, her tone always making people feel uncomfortable.
Yu Wei's face was filled with worry. "Jiang Jiang is a very talented child. Perhaps talented people are like this. They always think they can make the decision."
Ji Tiantian said in a thin voice, "Aunt Yu, Jiang Jiang is so smart, you can rest assured. Besides, there are so many people pursuing Jiang Jiang, and they are all rich and powerful. I also heard that the only daughter of the Ning family is pursuing Jiang Jiang, right?"
She turned to look at Jiang Shiyuan, "Isn't that right, Jiang Jiang?"
Jiang Shiyuan opened her red lips slightly but before she could say anything, Pei Xiangwan spoke.
"Auntie, Jiang Jiang is really amazing. So many people take her as a role model. I think you can rest assured. Just like Ji Tiantian said, let Jiang Jiang make her own decision. Only by trying can you know what is right and wrong."
Jiang Shiyuan's eyes were as bright as the full moon hanging high in the sky that night. She just stared at Pei Xiangwan's profile with a healing smile. She praised Jiang Shiyuan as if she was saying something very great.
Her heart was throbbing.
This made Ji Tiantian feel very unhappy, and the smile on her face naturally couldn't be maintained. Lin Muyao, who had been silent for a long time, spoke softly.
"Awei, the child has grown up. She must be allowed to try new things so that she can grow and progress. You should just mind your own business. Eat, eat. Shibao, have some." After saying that, she used the serving chopsticks to pick up some food and gave it to Jiang Shiyuan.
"Thank you, Auntie."
This unpleasant period is temporarily over.
Jiang Shiyuan came to the garden alone. The pale orange cosmos rubbed against her fingers from time to time, and swayed its body under the yellowish jade plate from time to time.
Quietly, it seemed as if all the sorrow and sadness slipped away, and the wind blew the fragrance of flowers and gently caressed Jiang Shiyuan's face.
"Jiang Jiang, so you are here."
Pei Xiangwan went home to get his camera, took a picture of tonight's super moon, and then changed to a Polaroid camera to take a picture of Jiang Shiyuan.
This idea was very strange, and she herself didn't know why it came up.
"Um."
Jiang Shiyuan's heart began to beat uncontrollably again, perhaps because the moon was too round and too big tonight, or perhaps because Pei Xiangwan's white shirt was too dazzling, always bright and white.
Jiang Shiyuan is very beautiful surrounded by flowers. At this moment under the moonlight, she is not a goddess, but more like a flower elf who dares to appear at night when it is late and quiet. She will dance with the flowers and sing about autumn with the insects that can make sweet songs.
Pei Xiangwan couldn't help but press the shutter, and the white Polaroid camera slowly spit out the film. She pulled out the film and shook it, and as she expected, it was really a flower elf. Pei Xiangwan's mouth corners rose.
"Can you show me?"
The voice interrupted Pei Xiangwan's immersion. "Of course."
She walked over and sat on the long wooden bench, and at this moment their shoulders were touching each other at zero distance.
Jiang Shiyuan took the white photo paper from her hand and admired the photo carefully. She never thought she was that good-looking, but it turned out that she was like this.
"Some people say that the photos taken by the photographer are what they want and what they think. So is this what you think I look like, Pei Xiangwan?"
The cosmos, which had been swaying wildly, suddenly stopped at this moment, as if it was listening to her answer.
Pei Xiangwan answered without hesitation, "Yes."
Originally the distance between them was zero, but now it became negative zero, because Pei Xiangwan was still getting closer, and the top of her head had slightly touched the side of Jiang Shiyuan's forehead.
This made Jiang Shiyuan dare not move at all. She even dared to breathe very quietly, for fear that her breathing would disturb Pei Xiangwan and Pei Xiangwan would stop the touch.
"Look, Jiang Jiang." She picked up Jiang and pinched the photo paper in her hand. "Don't you look like an elf? A flower elf! You are really beautiful." It was the only most beautiful one she had ever photographed.
She has taken photos of many people in that world, and everyone in the entertainment industry is more beautiful than the other.
But people like her are rare. Jiang Shiyuan is really special. She is perfect in both appearance and figure.
Jiang Shiyuan's cheeks were burning, not because of Pei Xiangwan's praise, but because of the other person's breath that sprayed on her face from time to time. Although it was warm, it still made her face red.
"Can I take a few more pictures of you? Just one picture of your profile isn't enough."
Pei Xiangwan distanced himself from Jiang Shiyuan, which made him feel empty and unhappy, even if it was just for one more second.
Maybe it was because of the full moon, but Jiang Shiyuan's face was very white, as white as Dehua white porcelain. Her beautiful eyes were so bright and clear that she looked pitiful, making people want to protect her.
Of course, Pei Xiangwan is no exception. There is no mention of Ji Tiantian in the article. She will not confuse right with wrong just because the other person looks like a good friend. She is not a fool, so how could she not hear that she is targeting Jiang Shiyuan, and she is very good at changing her expression.
I don’t know what her story is with the Angry Man.
"You haven't taken a picture of me for a long time." Jiang Shiyuan turned his head to look at Pei Xiangwan with a faint smile, and there was an indescribable sadness in his eyes.
Pei Xiangwan gently pinched Jiang Shiyuan's little face and said, "I'll take a picture of you now. I still have 16 sheets of film. Can I take pictures of them all for you?" His voice was coaxing softly in the low-pitched voice that was as intoxicating as strong liquor.
The haze was immediately swept away, and Jiang Shiyuan nodded and agreed, "Okay, how do you want to shoot it, Wanwan?"
"You do this first, here, that's right."
The garden is no longer silent, it is filled with the singing of crickets and laughter.
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