Chapter 39
The night before the college entrance examination, Jiang Wan dreamed of Lu Jiyu.
She dreamed that they were in the same examination room, sitting at the desks in front and behind each other.
Ten minutes before the exam started, Lu Jiyu, who was sitting in the row in front of her, suddenly turned his head and stared at her, motionless. He was wearing the same T-shirt he had worn when they first met, but his eyes were different. How should I describe it? They were quite kind.
Jiang Wan sorted out her exam supplies and was about to tell him that if he looked at her like that again, she would report him for cheating. Then she saw her own wrinkled hands, and then she quickly turned to look at her reflection in the window next to her—an elderly man with a head full of white hair.
Lu Jiyu on the opposite side kept looking at her in silence, as if they were isolated in two different dimensions.
Just when Jiang Wan was about to break free from the dream, he suddenly spoke.
"My real identity is the Prince of Dubai."
"Copy my English answers and I'll give you two oil fields."
…
Then her alarm went off.
Jiang Wan checked the weather in advance, and it wasn't ideal for the three days of the Gaokao. It was overcast from early in the morning, looking like it was dripping with water. Jiang Wan sat at the dining table, his mind wandering as he ate the breakfast Jiang Huainan had prepared.
Jiang Huainan played the role of the "limited good father" in the college entrance examination very wholeheartedly. He got up at five o'clock today and started making breakfast for Jiang Wan.
but.
"No one would drink turtle soup on the first day of the college entrance examination." Jiang Wan pushed the turtle in front of him, whose four horns were facing up and soaking in the white soup, and who was obviously unwilling to close his eyes, in front of Jiang Huainan along with the soup and the bowl.
"Why?"
"Because it sounds pathetic."
Jiang Huainan felt that he was being scolded, but he could not find any evidence.
Jiang Wan ate two small meat buns and drank a bowl of soy milk, then checked her admission ticket and exam materials one last time. Just as she was about to leave, Li Wan called. Without saying anything, she pointed to the door and told Jiang Huainan to go downstairs and drive the car, then went to the bathroom.
She didn't turn on the light. The person in the mirror looked a little dim, but infinitely close to herself three years ago.
Li Wan's sleepiness was mixed with anger. "What kind of shitty breakfast was that your dad made for you today? You didn't really eat it, did you?"
Jiang Wan’s first reaction was that Jiang Huainan had posted on WeChat Moments again to show off his “loving breakfast”.
She comforted Li Wan: "I only drank soy milk and ate buns, nothing else."
Li Wan was still worried: "Take the anti-diarrhea medicine I bought you last time. If you really get sick from taking it and it affects your exams, I will kill Jiang Huainan."
"Yeah." Jiang Wan agreed readily, "It's almost time. I should go to the exam room, otherwise I'm afraid of traffic jams later."
"Wanzai." Li Wan was silent for three seconds before suddenly calling her by her nickname. A myriad of emotions seemed to surge through her heart, but in the end, she only said one sentence: "Good luck on the exam."
The road conditions were much better than expected. Jiang Wan sat in the back seat and looked through the WeChat chat history on his phone.
The day before yesterday, Lu Jiyu suddenly asked her for a photo without her face.
Jiang Wan searched through the photo album for a long time before finally finding an old photo of her from back in junior high school. Back then, her hair was long, almost reaching her waist, and she was about five pounds thinner than she is now. But she was shorter then.
She sent the photo, and after a long time, the other end slowly replied, "It's not a recent photo, is it?"
Lu Jiyu usually acts so cool and arrogant, but it turns out that he is also an expert in this field.
The latest message he sent was at six o'clock today. It only had four words: "Good luck on the college entrance examination." Jiang Wan couldn't understand why he could get up so early today when he didn't have to take the college entrance examination.
Dumplings are a Little Sweet: My brother sent me a WeChat blessing so early, I am so touched.
Jiang Wan replied as soon as he put down the phone.
Prince of Dubai: Don’t be touched, it’s a group message.
Tsk tsk.
Prince of Dubai: I have something to ask you.
The dumplings are a little sweet:?
Prince of Dubai: I have a friend who likes a girl, but because he said something wrong, she blocked him. Do you think there is any way to save the relationship?
In fact, Lu Jiyu didn’t wake up early, but he didn’t sleep much at all.
Yesterday evening, when he dropped Cheng Xiang off at the airport, she kept glancing at him, seeming to hesitate several times. Lu Jiyu knew she wanted to ask about Jiang Wan, but he didn't want to dwell on the fact that things hadn't even started yet. Later, the plane was delayed, and Cheng Xiang's flight took off two hours late. Lu Jiyu was so sleepy that he bought a cup of coffee at the airport and took a taxi home.
I returned to the home in Luoying Lane.
The original lease was due to expire in a week, and the landlord asked him a few days ago when he could move out as there was another tenant ready to move in.
Lu Jiyu never replied.
The coffee was so strong that he couldn't fall asleep. He lay on the sofa in the living room and watched two movies. Finally, at six o'clock, his eyes were red, and he took out his phone to send her a WeChat message. He thought about it over and over again, typing and deleting, deleting and typing again. Lu Jiyu was a little speechless at his own clingy energy.
Dumplings are a little sweet: You buy a lottery ticket, win one million, and then give it to her, and she should be able to forgive you.
Prince of Dubai: Do you think she loves money?
The dumplings are a little sweet: Of course, is there anyone in this world who doesn’t love money?
Prince of Dubai: I don’t know, but I think she may not love anything.
Jiang Wan: This is an insult.
The dumplings are a little sweet: maybe you just don’t know her well enough.
Jiang Huainan was driving in the front seat and saw that Jiang Wan had been holding a cell phone and chatting non-stop since he got in the car.
"Who are you chatting with? Chen Meiyun?"
"She hasn't had time for me lately. She's busy chatting with her new boyfriend."
The light ahead turned red, and Jiang Huainan was distracted and almost ran through it. He only managed to stop the car after an emergency brake.
Jiang Wan let the cat out of the bag before he thought of reminding Jiang Huainan: "Don't talk nonsense outside."
"But it doesn't matter if you say anything. Her mother probably won't believe you."
Jiang Huainan: ...
"The college entrance examination is coming soon, how can Yunyun still have the mind to fall in love?" Jiang Huainan said dryly.
"Don't worry, even if the sky is about to fall, Chen Meiyun will still pursue the one she likes."
She is a warrior who can charge forward for love.
Prince of Dubai: How much do you need to know to be considered a true understanding?
Lu Jiyu walked into the kitchen, his phone in hand. He found a bag of instant noodles from the cupboard and put them in a pot with water to boil. He stood at the window next to the sink. Outside, the sun rose in the early morning, a brilliant golden hue sandwiched between two landmark buildings. The wind from outside carried a faint fishy smell of river water.
The aluminum pot of instant noodles was bubbling with steam, and the phone on the countertop had been vibrating non-stop since a while ago.
Lu Jiyu turned off the fire before checking his phone.
Dumplings are a Little Sweet: You said it so sincerely. The so-called "friend" couldn't be you, brother.
Prince of Dubai: Yeah.
Jiang Wan didn't expect him to admit it so readily.
Shuijiao is a Little Sweet: Brother, you are so outstanding, why do you have to be obsessed with a girl who deleted your WeChat? There are many other outstanding girls in this world.
Jiang Wan found that she was a very adaptable person. When she first spoke in such an awkward tone, she felt that her typing hands were a little lame, but now she has reached the stage where she can do it with ease.
Prince of Dubai: Like you?
A new message popped up, and Jiang Wan's hand paused as it was about to type.
Dumplings are a little sweet: Brother, are you hinting at something? Do you want to know what type of boy I like?
Lu Jiyu replied quickly.
Prince of Dubai: Say.
Dumplings are a little sweet: they are good-looking, smart and obedient, coming when called and going away when dismissed.
The dumplings are a little sweet: The most important thing is not to beat around the bush or be sarcastic when speaking.
Prince of Dubai: That’s a pity. I love sarcasm the most.
The dumplings are a little sweet: then you may have an imbalance of yin and yang. I suggest you see an endocrinologist.
Jiang Wan has a lot to say about the word "yin yang weiqi". When she was in elementary school, she had a disagreement with her class monitor. Once, her class monitor did not do well on a math test, and a half-grown boy started crying during physical education class. Jiang Wan volunteered to comfort him.
"It's okay. You may think this is a big setback in your life."
"Actually, if you look at the back, there's nothing there."
"The hard times are still ahead."
Jiang Wan felt that he wasn't being completely sarcastic. After all, there's a poem that goes something like this: "When life is good, enjoy it to the fullest." Happiness is always short-lived.
But the squad leader was so angry that he remembered what she said during eye exercises for a week, and forced Jiang Wan to write three self-criticisms.
Jiang Huainan drove very carefully and it took him ten minutes longer than usual to reach Jiang Wan's examination room.
Jiang Wan took a last look at the message that had just been sent from the other side.
Prince of Dubai: It’s congenital and probably cannot be cured.
Jiang Wan didn't reply. She turned off the phone and handed it to Jiang Huainan.
The rain suddenly started falling in the afternoon after the college entrance examination.
It only took a blink of an eye for the rain to turn from a drizzle to a downpour. The parents waiting outside the examination hall were caught off guard by the anxious rain and had to hide from their children.
Jiang Wan sat in the exam room, her eyes fixed on the minute hand of her mechanical watch, which slowly moved through the sixty-second intervals. Surrounded by other students furiously writing, she had never considered herself any more gifted than others. It was just that during a test in the second semester of her second year of junior high, while staring blankly at a geometric shape that seemed familiar yet unresolved, she had stumbled upon a girl sitting to her left. She had already finished the entire paper, staring calmly and indifferently at a corner of the blackboard, lost in thought.
At that moment, Jiang Wan really wanted to go up to her, pat her on the shoulder, and ask her, what were you thinking about in these ten minutes before the end of the exam?
Later, Jiang Wan had many such moments. She found that she didn't think about anything special and was just in a daze most of the time. However, these were just fragments as small as dust in the length of her life, but they became the best footnotes of her life.
She wants to take complete and thorough control of her life.
She finally found the answer to the question that Li Wan had asked her hysterically several times in the past.
On the day the college entrance exam ended, Lu Jiyu slept until four in the afternoon. His phone was filled with missed calls, and messages from Zhou Zifang and Li Mu were bombarding him.
Lu Jiyu leaned against the bed with his head tilted back and half-closed eyes. The thin, almost transparent sunlight after the rain filtered through the slits in the curtains, leaving a thin slit in the sheets. He paused for a moment before clicking on the pony-shaped profile picture. The messages between them were still stuck on the one he had sent.
He casually flipped through the chat history between the two of them. It was weird and crazy, but interesting.
In fact, Lu Jiyu was a little suspicious whether she had deleted him again.
But Lu Jiyu thought about it and decided not to try it.
What a heartless person! He cursed and got out of bed to wash up with his sanitary napkin.
Zhou Zifang had a farewell dinner with a group of people tonight. Although he had organized the party, the real sponsor behind it was Xu Le. The group was related as classmates from the next class, and their teachers all used the same team, so they were quite close.
The place for dinner was Mingyuelou, a long-established restaurant in the city center. It took about 20 minutes by taxi.
Lu Jiyu tidied himself up a bit. He originally wanted to wear a black T-shirt, but when he was about to go out, he inexplicably changed into a red and black plaid shirt.
There was a bit of traffic on the way, so when he arrived, the table was almost full. Zhou Zifang saved a seat next to him: "Li Mu had something urgent to do and stood us up."
They were in the lobby, and it was the dinner rush hour, with people coming and going all around.
Zhou Zifang continued, "I came too late and didn't get a private room."
"Xu Le said that this restaurant doesn't accept advance reservations. He's really arrogant." The person who spoke was a boy wearing glasses sitting opposite Lu Jiyu. He looked gentle and polite. He was Zhang Xuan from the next class. There was a girl sitting next to him, whom Lu Jiyu didn't know.
Xu Le sat at the upper right corner of Lu Jiyu, and Chen Mingjia was on his right.
Zhou Zifang couldn't help but complain: "Everyone of them has a family, but you don't have to feel inferior, luckily you still have me."
Lu Jiyu: "I feel inferior because of you."
Zhou Zifang said disdainfully: "You're not satisfied with having me? I'm deleting your WeChat as a warning."
You are really bringing up something that is not related to the topic.
Chen Mingjia was quite far away from the two of them, but her hearing was as good as if she had an eight-fold magnification scope.
"Oh, who deleted our school hunk's WeChat?"
Lu Jiyu didn't even raise his eyelids, just lowered his head to drink tea and whispered, "Who is the campus hunk?"
"I'm Ichikusa."
Dear guests present: ...
Just then, the waiter came over to serve the dishes, announcing the names of the dishes at the same time: "Be careful, the 'Wo Cao' is coming."
Zhou Zifang was anxious: "Why are you cursing while serving a dish?"
The waiter, clearly not seeing someone get angry for the first time, explained awkwardly, "This is the name our boss came up with. Baijiu Caotou, it's so delicious it's going to make you want to cum."
"Enough, enough." Zhou Zifang seemed to be mentally polluted. After waving his hand to signal the waiter to leave, he turned around and went to pollute Lu Jiyu again.
"Ichicao, this vegetable is an allotrope of you, how about you eat it first?"
God damn allotropes.
Lu Jiyu looked at Zhou Zifang coldly and said sarcastically, "You got 38 points on the chemistry test because you cheated, didn't you?"
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