18 The Heartbeat in Front of Me | Only He Heard It
Jiang Yu stood there for a moment.
The sunlight was cut into fragments by the camphor trees, and when it fell into his eyes, it gradually dimmed. He held the gift box he had just tied, as if holding an unclaimed ending.
His knuckles tightened silently, then slowly loosened. He took a deep breath, turned around and walked towards Lin Haidong's home.
When Lin Weifeng led Yang Xiuqi into the house, the first thing he saw was several boys sitting on the sofa in the living room.
They all looked towards the door, stood up together, some waved, some bowed, and said one after another: "Hello, sister, hello."
One of them was naughty and greeted in a different way: "Hello sister, hello brother-in-law."
The well-intentioned jeer was suppressed by Song Ze's precise elbow before it even finished its tone, and a low laugh suddenly broke out in the living room.
Among the seven or eight people, only one boy didn't follow everyone's gaze towards her. He even sat there motionless, talking calmly to Lin Haidong.
Lin Haidong said to him, "I told you not to bring any gifts, but look, you bought some of your own things."
Lin Weifeng saw that the person sitting upright was the boy who didn't know how to tie a ribbon.
It turned out that he was not a new neighbor, nor a strange groom, but Lin Haidong's student.
This is abrupt, she realized.
Lin Weifeng laughed dryly and obscurely, waved unnaturally, greeted everyone, and said naively: "If I had known there were so many handsome guys today, I would have put on some makeup."
When Lin Haidong saw his daughter coming back, a smile spread across his face. He said to the boys on the sofa, "This is my daughter, Lin Weifeng, which means gentle breeze."
Song Ze continued in his usual sullen tone, "I can attest that Breeze himself, when he gets angry, is like a tornado!"
Lin Weifeng: “…”
She kicked off her shoes and walked to the entrance to put her car keys.
Lin Haidong stood up and walked towards the door, asking, "Breeze, this is the friend you said you wanted to bring home, right?"
Yang Xiuqi politely extended both hands, firmly grasped Lin Haidong's hand, and said, "Uncle, I'm Yang Xiuqi. We've met before."
Lin Haidong looked him over and smiled, "I remember, I remember, the class monitor in the law school. Thank you, I heard you took good care of our Wei Feng at school."
"No, no, it doesn't count as taking care of me. Breeze and I are classmates. We should grow up together and accompany each other."
Between words, Yang Xiuqi glanced at the people in the living room and said naturally, "I just came back from abroad and wanted to come see you and Auntie as soon as I landed. I didn't know there were so many guests today. I'm sorry for the intrusion."
Lin Haidong said: "They are all my students. They will graduate this year and go their separate ways. They came to see me before leaving Jingjiang to give me a surprise. I don't know anything about this."
He smiled, and the students in the living room laughed along.
Lin Haidong checked his watch. It was half past five. He turned to the students and said, "My wife is getting off work. I'll go pick her up. It's not far and she'll be back soon."
Yang Xiuqi was still standing by the door, so he said, "Uncle, let me go with you. It's a good opportunity to see the surrounding scenery."
Before leaving, Lin Haidong gave Lin Weifeng a meaningful look.
Lin Weifeng didn't say anything, just smiled.
She knew that Yang Xiuqi had always been a very respectable person and it was normal for him to be close to any elder, so she acquiesced and stayed at home alone.
Song Ze was in the living room, and even without Lin Haidong, everyone was chatting happily and didn't really need her.
The student said, "I've heard that Teacher Lin and his wife have a good relationship. I didn't expect Teacher Lin to pick up his wife after get off work."
"More than just picking her up, Teacher Lin has a bicycle and often takes his wife out for tours." Song Ze crossed his legs and put his hands on the shoulders of a classmate next to him. "My dad teased him, asking if he wanted to show off how cool he was riding a bicycle with one hand. Then Teacher Lin said that riding a bicycle with one hand is certainly unstable, but his wife can maintain balance by sitting sideways on the back. Damn, it's a good show for my dad."
Several people were grinning from ear to ear because of the sweetness.
The second student said self-deprecatingly, "I confess, I can only roughly learn Mr. Lin's marksmanship, but I will never be able to learn his devotion to his wife."
Song Ze: "There are not many people in the world who can do this! I can't do it either."
"You call yourself the old man, what the hell can you learn?"
Song Ze: "Go away. If you say that, Lao Jiang never says 'I'. He can surpass his teacher!"
The students followed the campus hotspot and added: "Who is Mrs. Jiang? It can't be that little Chengcheng, right?"
Amidst the laughter and mockery, Lin Weifeng walked to the dining table in the kitchen, slowly poured half a cup of cold water, drank it down, and placed the cup on the table with a "dong" sound.
At the same time, a "dong" sound was heard on the coffee table in front of the group of boys, as if a resonance had occurred, and a faint echo was heard in the object.
Lin Weifeng turned his head to take a look and saw that it was the boy whose name he didn't know.
He looked calm, and at the same time as her, he picked up a glass of water from the coffee table, drank it, and put it back.
The two looked at each other.
Jiang Yu blinked lightly and smiled faintly.
Lin Weifeng felt a little sorry for saying "Happy wedding to you." She pointed at the kettle and asked with a hint of her eyes: "Would you like another cup?"
Jiang Yu shook his head slightly.
Lin Weifeng received it and went to his room quietly, leaving the free space to his brothers.
She stayed in her room for a while and inevitably overheard the boys' conversation.
Someone teased Song Ze, saying, "Actually, I always thought that Old Song and his younger sister would be a couple. They were childhood sweethearts, and they were of similar age."
"What the hell?" Song Ze almost cursed, "I'm dating a girl now, and she's going to be my fiancée soon."
Another person added: "The brother-in-law just now was very gentle and refined. Song Ze is so noisy and can't compare to him."
Another person echoed: "Yes, if you must compare, my brother-in-law has a sense of luxury."
Song Ze patted his chest and said, "Why should I compete with him? My handsomeness is unmatched."
"Handsome?" someone chuckled. "From a male perspective, here, Lao Jiang is still the one who can be called the 'Police Network's Best'. The kind who can use his good looks to promote himself in the bureau."
Song Ze was getting impatient: "Why are you bringing up Lao Jiang again? He knows a few girls. Let me put it this way, you guys don't know our majestic Miss Breeze at all. The boys she's been around since she was a child are all police officers. It's impossible for her to be attracted to a police officer when she's looking for a partner."
Lin Weifeng leaned on the bed: "..."
Is Song Ze an authoritative spokesperson? Really...
The student thought it made sense: "That's right. Teacher Lin even injured his arm while on duty... He definitely doesn't want his daughter to marry a police officer."
Time passed quickly. I had just finished tidying up the room when I heard the sound of the door opening.
The conversation in the living room also stopped abruptly, replaced by calls of "Teacher Lin", "Teacher's wife" and the sudden "brother-in-law".
Lin Weifeng put on some lipstick in front of the mirror, smoothed her scattered hair, and opened the door.
She heard Gu Chengxiu say to Yang Xiuqi, "Xiuqi, your rings are too valuable. We can't accept them."
Ring? She didn't hear Yang Xiuqi mention it on the way.
She stopped at the door and listened for a while, but didn't go out.
Yang Xiuqi said, "Uncle and aunt, not only you have one, I also bought one for Weifeng. Of course, I also have the same one myself."
At this moment, a boy walked out of the bathroom door in front of him.
The bathroom was located between Lin Weifeng and his parents' room. When the boy came out, he and Lin Weifeng looked at each other in surprise.
It’s Jiang Yu.
But Lin Weifeng didn't know him.
All I know is that he is the student of Lao Lin who bought a pair of pillows from the embroidery workshop as a gift.
Lin Weifeng called him and whispered, "Classmate, I'm sorry for what happened just now." She tilted her neck to look at him, with a hint of surprise and timidity in her eyes.
Jiang Yu raised his eyes slightly: "Sorry for what?"
"I thought you were getting married."
Jiang Yu suddenly realized and shook his head, saying that it was nothing. He also said, "I'm not marrying you, so you don't have to feel sorry."
“…”
Somehow, when Lin Weifeng looked into his eyes, his heart tightened.
His seemingly dull eyes can captivate people and have an attraction that can make people stop thinking and naturally want to trust him.
Seeing that she stopped talking, Jiang Yu walked towards the living room.
Lin Weifeng was startled and suddenly grabbed his left little finger and pulled him to his side.
Jiang Yu's body turned as if she had been electrocuted, and her white cuffs brushed against the lipstick she had just applied, leaving a light red stain.
An outstanding police academy student will undoubtedly be willing to lose his judgment of what is behind him at some point.
Lin Weifeng looked at him, as if to say: [Sorry, I have to trouble you for a moment, don't go there for now.]
Their bodies were squeezed at a vertical angle into the white door frame. Jiang Yu's ears were pressed against the StellaLou doll on the door because of his height. Jiang Yu sucked in his abs, his arms pressed tightly against the door panel. He didn't dare touch her, and even his breathing became cautious.
Lin Weifeng raised his index finger, shushed him softly, and said to him, "Don't talk yet."
Jiang Yu lowered his eyes and saw her nervous look, then he moved his eyelids and nodded.
Lin Weifeng asked him softly, "Are you good at shooting?"
Jiang Yu thought she remembered who he was, so he raised his hand and raised his eyebrows: "You mean, this?"
"Your left hand has marks of gun use on your pinky finger. You must have trained very hard." She smiled, raised her arm, stretched out the middle finger of his splayed hand, and said, "However, if you use one hand to represent a pistol, you should use the middle and index fingers together to represent the muzzle."
She is very smart.
Her judgment is very accurate.
At the same time, she still didn't remember him.
Jiang Yu turned his head and looked down at the hand that she had twisted. His eyes were deep and although his ears were red, the emotion in his eyes was very cold.
He looked back at her expressionlessly, only to see her brows furrowed as she finished speaking, listening to the conversation in the living room without distracting him.
In the living room, Gu Chengxiu looked at the two pairs of rings, somewhat puzzled, and asked directly, "Xiuqi, your Uncle Lin and I have both heard from Weifeng that you two have a good relationship, but as far as I know, you are not in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship, right?"
Yang Xiuqi: "Yes, but not now."
Gu Chengxiu: "Then what do these two pairs of rings mean?"
Lin Haidong also asked: "Yes, Xiao Yang, are you planning to pursue my daughter?"
Yang Xiuqi always believed in doing things naturally. He said calmly, "Uncle and aunt, during the six months I've been an exchange student, I've been thinking about the first thing I want to do after returning home. No, not constantly thinking about it, but thinking about it and constantly giving myself courage. That thing is to confirm my relationship with Weifeng."
After Yang Xiuqi finished speaking, he took a deep breath.
The scene was silent.
Lin Haidong and Gu Chengxiu probably felt that this was too direct. They had never communicated with Lin Weifeng before and didn't know whether they should express their attitude as parents.
The boys on the sofa all had a look of delighted delight on their faces. Some of them almost wanted to applaud, but were suppressed by Song Ze.
Song Ze didn't say anything, but frowned, looking as if he didn't know why he was doing this.
As for Lin Weifeng himself, he had no intention of appearing in the living room immediately.
She had no ideas.
She didn't know why she had no idea about such an important thing.
She didn't think it was inappropriate or abrupt for Yang Xiuqi to express his feelings directly to her parents without being honest with her.
She didn't feel like she was looking forward to this moment, even though she was the one who brought Yang Xiuqi home.
In the silence, Lin Weifeng quietly affirmed to himself: "I should be, I should like him."
Until now, the only person who heard Lin Weifeng say this was Jiang Yu.
It was not until now that Lin Weifeng realized that the person in so many pictures was Jiang Yu.
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