Chapter 83 He can't lose control because of a rotten person...
The seventh day of the first lunar month, the day before the start of the senior high school term.
"Why does school start tomorrow? Heavens, can't we turn back time to the first day of vacation?!"
Even as Jiang Deyu was wailing, he still managed to unleash a skill.
"This time they've learned their lesson and aren't howling at home anymore."
Jiang Sui still remembers the night before the start of last semester, when he was beaten up by Uncle Jiang for making a fuss.
"I'm not stupid, how could I fall in the same place twice... Damn it, bro, can we stop feeding kills? Are you a spy sent by the enemy? Go for it! You, a support, hiding behind my marksman, do you think that's reasonable?!"
"Come on, you still didn't get the exact same question right even after doing it a second time." The noise continued, and Jiang Sui couldn't stand it anymore. "You've been playing this game all winter break, haven't you gotten tired of it yet?"
"You make it sound like winter break is really long. It's only ten days in total, it'll be over in the blink of an eye. Unlike Brother Gu Ci, who can rest at home for almost two months."
"You've spent the last ten days playing on your phone, haven't you?" Xia Fan walked over and sat down next to Jiang Sui. "I bet you'll be clinging to Brother Ji's leg and begging to copy his homework again soon."
This kind of scene plays out every year before the start of the school year, and Xia Fan is used to it.
"Tsk." Jiang Sui shook her head. "I wonder who it was that swore to the class monitor that they would turn over a new leaf and start anew during the winter break, and this is what happened?"
Xia Fan began, "Men don't keep their promises."
Jiang Sui added, "It's like a rotten egg."
Jiang Deyu looked embarrassed by their back-and-forth banter, and his beloved game suddenly lost its appeal. "Believe it or not, I'll teach you both a lesson!"
"Who are you going to deal with?"
Gu Ci walked over carrying milk tea and slapped Jiang Deyu on the shoulder with a "pia," without holding back at all.
He turned to Ji Jingyu behind him with a cold smile and instructed, "Even if he cries himself to death later, don't let him copy your homework."
Jiang Deyu clutched his shoulder, wincing in pain, "Do you know what you two look like right now?"
"Like what?"
"It's just like that kind of old man who favors sons over daughters. When his grandson bullies his granddaughter, he pretends to be dead and doesn't see it. But as soon as his granddaughter is about to fight back, he starts yelling and screaming."
"Get out of here."
Gu Ci handed the milk tea to Xia Fan, glanced down at his phone, and said, "There are still three tables ahead of us. Have some milk tea first."
School starts tomorrow, and Jiang Deyu suggested we eat out, as a final celebration before the college entrance exam.
Jiang Sui and Xia Fan agreed, and Ji Jingyu and Gu Ci naturally had no objections either.
They went to the same hot pot restaurant they had eaten at before.
The restaurant was doing good business as always, and since it was the Chinese New Year holiday, there was a wait for a table.
"Why are there still three tables? I haven't even had breakfast." Jiang Deyu slumped in his chair, looking half-dead when he wasn't on his phone. "Quick, quick, give me my milk tea so I can have a few sips."
However, he was lucky.
Finally, before I fainted from hunger, it was their turn to get in line.
Just as they were enjoying their meal, Jiang Sui suddenly said seriously, "I have something to tell you."
Jiang Deyu put down his chopsticks, swallowed hard, and said, "You, just say it, don't be so serious, it makes me nervous."
"Actually, Teacher Su is my mother."
"What?!" Jiang Deyu and Xia Fan stood up almost at the same time, attracting strange looks from the guests at the nearby tables.
Realizing they had overreacted, the two quickly sat back down.
"You mean you're Teacher Su's mother?"
Jiang Sui: "..."
"No, no," Jiang Deyu stammered in shock, "You're Teacher Su's daughter, and Teacher Su is your mother?"
"I didn't mean to keep it from you. There were special reasons before that I couldn't tell you."
"So, is everything resolved now?"
"Yes." Jiang Sui nodded happily, "It's all taken care of."
Xia Fan also became happy, "That's good."
No one blamed her for hiding it; on the contrary, they were worried about her.
Jiang Deyu stroked his chin, feigning profundity, "Actually, thinking about it carefully, there are indeed many suspicious points here. For so many years, Teacher Su has been alone, but this year a relative suddenly appeared, and this extremely wealthy relative is giving up a perfectly good big city and insisting on transferring to her school to stay at her house, and is even unwilling to go back for the New Year. But if this relative is Teacher Su's child, then everything makes perfect sense."
Xia Fan cupped Jiang Sui's face in her hands, widened her eyes, and examined her carefully. "Looking at it this way, Sui Sui looks quite like Teacher Su, especially her eyes."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Sui's clear and bright eyes suddenly lit up. "Really?"
Xia Fan nodded with absolute certainty. The touch of her hand felt exceptionally good, and she was almost reluctant to let go.
Jiang Sui let her knead her until Gu Ci couldn't stand it anymore and separated the two.
"That's enough." Gu Ci whispered in Xia Fan's ear, "When you pinched Jiang Sui's cheek just now, Xiao Jing's expression changed."
"Really?" Xia Fan looked at Ji Jingyu with some doubt, who was gently asking Jiang Sui if she wanted to eat shrimp.
Seeing Jiang Sui nod, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and a very faint smile appeared on his face.
As if sensing Xia Fan's gaze, Ji Jingyu casually raised her eyes, then quickly looked away, focusing on cooking shrimp for Jiang Sui.
His expression was no different from usual, but Xia Fan suddenly felt a chill down his spine, perhaps due to Gu Ci's psychological suggestion.
Next time, I'll do it behind his back.
She thought.
"But everyone sees Ms. Su as single, and I don't want to cause her any trouble, so could you please keep this a secret for me?"
If people knew that Su Yinian had such a big daughter, they would inevitably point fingers at her and even make malicious speculations about her.
Jiang Sui didn't want her mother to become the subject of gossip for some people.
Xia Fan nodded slightly: "Don't worry, I definitely won't tell anyone."
“Me too. You can rest assured about my character.” Jiang Deyu patted his chest. “I don’t even talk in my sleep.”
"Thank you." Jiang Sui thought for a moment and said, "You can copy Ji Ge's homework as you like later."
"Really!" Jiang Deyu beamed with joy, but then hesitated for a second. "This is Ji-ge's homework, after all. Does your word really carry weight?"
He asked Jiang Sui, but he was looking at Ji Jingyu.
Ji Jingyu slowly raised her eyes, and her "hmm" reassured Jiang Deyu.
“Wait a minute,” Jiang Deyu felt something was off, “Why do I have this feeling that this was specifically told to me and Xia Fan?”
Gu Ci was cooking meat for Xia Fan.
Ji Jingyu, wearing gloves, was peeling shrimp for Jiang Sui.
Here it comes again, this strange feeling is back.
Even though it's a group of five people having a meal together, he always seems to be the one who's superfluous.
Next time I go out with them, the number of people must be in pairs.
Of course, this isn't the strangest thing right now.
"Aren't you two being a little too calm? I'm not surprised that Brother Ji knew, since Jiang Sui tells him everything, but how did you know, Brother Gu Ci?"
Gu Ci put the blanched meat into Xia Fan's bowl before slowly answering Jiang Deyu's question, "Because it was her first time in Xunning, my dad brought her into the community."
"Is this your first time here?"
"Oh right, I forgot you know nothing."
Jiang Deyu: "..."
That tone is really irritating.
Xia Fan pouted, "Tell me quickly, I want to know too."
"Although my dad was the first to find Jiang Sui, it was Xiao Jing who brought her home, so let him speak."
Jiang Deyu put two plates of meat into the pot, saying, "Let's eat and talk."
Ji Jingyu spoke very briefly, only mentioning a few timelines.
Even so, Jiang Deyu and Xia Fan were still stunned by what they heard.
Xia Fan couldn't help but exclaim, "You two have such an amazing sense of destiny!"
The Xunning team, who were always inseparable, went their separate ways that day, and only Ji Jingyu "picked up" Jiang Sui.
"By the way, I saw someone downstairs in the neighborhood a couple of days ago who looks a lot like Uncle Jiang. Could it be him?"
Teacher Su is Jiang Sui's mother, and Uncle Jiang is Jiang Sui's father, so wouldn't they be... husband and wife!
It was only at this moment that Jiang Deyu truly connected the two of them.
No wonder Jiang Sui's expression was so strange when he brought up the joke about CEOs and female celebrities.
"It's him."
"Is Uncle Jiang also coming to Xunning for the New Year? Then he and Teacher Su..."
Ji Jingyu interrupted him: "That's a matter between adults."
Xia Fan glanced at Ji Jingyu, then at Jiang Sui, before picking up a slotted spoon and scooping around the bottom of the spicy pot, pouring everything into Jiang Deyu's bowl. "Come on, eat more. You'll have the energy to go to school if you're full."
Jiang Deyu stared at the wrinkled dried chilies, the large, dark green Sichuan peppercorns, and other messy, mushy residue in the bowl, speechless for a moment.
He felt wronged: "If you don't want to ask, then don't ask. Is it really necessary to go to such lengths to harm me?"
Jiang Sui was amused.
She didn't blame Jiang Deyu for asking such inappropriate questions, especially since Ji Jingyu and Xia Fan both wanted to protect her.
"Didn't you say you didn't have breakfast? How about five more plates of meat?"
Jiang Deyu was easily appeased.
He feigned modesty, saying, "Five plates are too many; three plates will suffice."
"OK."
"hey-hey."
Jiang Sui casually asked, "By the way, has my mother ever let female students stay at our house before?"
“No,” Jiang Deyu answered honestly, though he didn’t know why Jiang Sui asked that. “Before you moved in, no one else had ever been to Teacher Su’s house.”
Jiang Sui's mood improved dramatically. "I knew it."
Those bed sheets, duvet covers, and slippers were indeed specially prepared for her by her mother.
Jiang Deyu was completely bewildered. "What do you mean?"
"It's nothing, just eat your meat."
Only Ji Jingyu knew why Jiang Sui asked this question, and why she was so happy.
—
After finishing their hot pot meal, Jiang Sui and Xia Fan went to a stationery store.
Jiang Deyu frowned. "You two already have so many pens that your pencil cases can't hold them all. Why are you buying more?"
Jiang Deyu, who could last two days with just one pen refill, simply couldn't understand this behavior.
"Senior year of high school is tedious and tough, so buying some pretty stationery can cheer me up."
"If you can't wait, you can go back first."
“What’s the point of me going back alone? I won’t be able to get Brother Ji’s homework.”
Jiang Deyu was thinking about copying the homework, but he also knew that as long as Jiang Sui didn't leave, Ji Jingyu definitely wouldn't leave either.
"Sui Sui, this notepad is nice."
In just a short while, Xia Fan's shopping basket was filled with stationery.
"It looks really nice. I'll ask the class monitor if she wants to buy it. Last time I chatted with her, she said her parents wouldn't even let her go to the convenience store downstairs."
"Oh, that's so tragic for her."
Jiang Deyu keenly caught the word "squad leader," and stopped complaining about wanting to go home, hurriedly shouting, "I'll ask, I'll ask."
Yu Xiaocheng had always been devoted to him, but he only wanted to copy her homework, which really made him feel bad for her.
Jiang Deyu thought that this was a good opportunity to buy her some nice stationery as an apology.
Jiang Sui and Xia Fan exchanged a glance, as if they had caught a whiff of gossip.
"Then Fanfan and I really won't take care of it."
Jiang Deyu grinned mischievously: "You guys go ahead and shop, I'll take care of things here, class monitor."
—
"Xiao Jing, Mommy and Daddy are together. Where are you? We're coming to pick you up."
Even over the phone, Ji Jingyu could feel Ji He's excitement.
Ji He did not spend the New Year with Ji Jingyu and Ji Lanwan.
She went to Licheng to find Yu Juncheng again.
Naïve and foolish Ji He is always easily deceived by Yu Juncheng's promises that he can never keep, and his already messy life is controlled by him.
Just like now, she looks very happy and content.
But Ji Jingyu is not her.
An intense feeling of nausea welled up uncontrollably in my throat.
"Give the phone to Yu Juncheng."
Ji He was somewhat disappointed and dissatisfied, "How could you call Dad by his name so directly?"
Why would Ji Jingyu react like this?
He should have no reservations and feel deep affection for his father, who never raised him and caused him to bear the stain on his life.
Upon hearing that his father was coming to see him, he should immediately express his gratitude and excitedly announce his location.
This aligns with Ji He's understanding.
Ji Jingyu remembered that sometimes when Aunt Sun was really angry with Jiang Deyu, she would scare him by saying that she had picked him up from the hospital trash can and that she didn't want to raise him anymore, and that he should go find his biological parents.
If Jiang Deyu is intimidated, he will behave himself for a few days.
"Brother Ji, do I look like my parents? My dad always beats me so badly, could I really be an adopted child?"
Jiang Deyu was scared by his own words, his tanned face showing fear and unease. Then he stood up, as if he had made up his mind, "I'm going to steal my dad's hair right now to do a paternity test. Isn't that how it always goes in TV dramas?"
Unsurprisingly, he was beaten again, and his cries echoed throughout the entire building.
I wish he had really been picked up by Ji Lanwan.
"Give it to him."
Ji Jingyu repeated each word carefully, his voice low and soft, carrying a kind of barely suppressed rage.
Even so, Ji He still chose to misinterpret his meaning.
She said to Yu Juncheng in an extremely light and cheerful voice, "Xiao Jing wants to talk to her father."
"Hey, Xiao Jing."
"Yu Juncheng." Ji Jingyu's eyes flashed with a mocking coldness. "Do you really think I can't do anything to you?"
"Why do you have to be so hostile towards your father? You are the person your father cares about the most, and your father sincerely wants to make it up to you and your mother."
Yu Juncheng's tone was gentle and patient; anyone who heard it would think he was a loving and good father.
Ji Jingyu was the rebellious and unfilial son.
Hearing Yu Juncheng's absurd and laughable words, Ji Jingyu let out a very soft laugh, his voice dark and cold, "Jiang Sui is right next to me, I think she should have Yu Chen's contact information."
The person on the other end of the phone was silent for two seconds, then their tone was no longer as gentle as before, "What do you mean?"
Ji Jingyu sneered, "Didn't you say you'd compensate us? Let me ask Yu Chen, when exactly are you going to give up your spot?"
He knew all too well what words would break Yu Juncheng's defenses and tear off his mask of hypocrisy.
It was just so disgusting.
Ji Jingyu clenched her fist tightly, her fingertips digging into her palm, trying to use the pain to bring herself back to her senses.
"You are such a good son to me!"
The other party hung up the phone in a fit of anger.
—
Ji Jingyu was standing right in front of the window. The precious winter sunlight fell on him, but it brought a fine burning sensation. He subconsciously lowered his head and dared not look anymore. Even his breathing was painful and suffocating. His whole body was extremely tense.
Jiang Sui could come looking for him at any time, and he couldn't lose control because of a scoundrel.
It's not worth it.
Jiang Sui will be worried.
He took a deep breath, trying to suppress all the negative emotions.
Hurried footsteps came from behind.
The next second, Ji Jingyu's palm suddenly felt warm; someone had tightly grasped his icy hand.
Jiang Sui walked up to him with a smile and shook his hand, "What are you doing here? Is it too stuffy in there?"
Ji Jingyu hurriedly turned his head away, not wanting Jiang Sui to see the lingering gloom and resentment in his eyes.
Jiang Sui's eyes widened suddenly, her face full of disbelief. "It was just holding hands, why are you so angry?"
"No..." Ji Jingyu was unusually tongue-tied. He wanted to explain, but he couldn't tell Jiang Sui the truth. In the end, all he could say was "I'm sorry."
"Then try to comfort me."
How do I coax him?
"I've got my eye on a really nice notepad set, can you buy it for me?"
"Okay." Ji Jingyu responded softly, and breathed a barely perceptible sigh of relief as Jiang Sui turned around.
—
"Brother Ji, isn't this pen cute...?"
Jiang Sui was about to show it to Ji Jingyu when she discovered that he had disappeared.
"Where's Brother Ji?"
Xia Fan shook her head. "I just saw him next to you."
"He went out to answer the phone, right? Aunt Ji seems to have called him."
Jiang Sui's expression changed slightly, and she put the shopping basket on the ground. "I'm going to find Brother Ji."
"That's strange. Why is Jiang Sui so nervous when Brother Ji answers Aunt Ji's call? Anyone who didn't know better would think it was his ex-girlfriend calling!"
As Jiang Deyu spoke, he picked up two pens with caps shaped like poop. "Xia Fan, do you think the class monitor would prefer a smiling poop or a crying poop?"
"I think the class monitor would like your face."
Seeing Jiang Deyu standing there in a daze, Xia Fan's heart skipped a beat. She nudged Gu Ci's arm and asked, "Did I say something too harsh?"
Although they were best friends who grew up together, and although the pen he chose was terribly ugly, she really shouldn't have said that about him.
Gu Ci, however, had doubts. "I think with his intelligence, he shouldn't be able to understand what you mean so quickly. Judging from his appearance, it seems more like he only understood the literal meaning."
Xia Fan was about to apologize to Jiang Deyu when she saw him look at her hesitantly, his face flushed red. "Does the class monitor really like me?"
"ah?"
"You two are deskmates, has she mentioned this to you? No wonder she never really gets angry with me when I do terribly on tests... No, no, no, this is the most crucial time, she can't be distracted by this, otherwise, not to mention anyone else, Old Qin will be the first to chop me up. Xia Fan, if you have time, try to persuade her, dating is pointless, she should use that time to do more practice tests, but don't be too direct, be very, very tactful..."
Jiang Deyu rambled on and on, and Xia Fan's face turned pale, then red, then pale again, finally settling into speechlessness and disgust.
Gu Ci, however, laughed out loud without giving him any face, "I told you he wouldn't understand."
Author's Note: Xiao Jiang: Do you think the class monitor would prefer a smiling face or a crying face?
Fanfan: The class monitor likes your face imprinted on your poop.
What Xiao Jiang heard: The class monitor likes you @#￥%#￥*&
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