Chapter 40 "Does it hurt?"
Half an hour later, Duan Zhuxian was still sitting in the same position, the drunkenness in his eyes had completely faded.
Just as Jiang Yao said, he did change his choice temporarily that year, and it was indeed because he learned that Jiang Yao had also applied to University B.
But the deeper reason is escape.
Escape from the love in your heart that is becoming increasingly out of control and even distorted.
Later, when I went to study in the more distant country A, I also had this mentality.
Duan Zhuxian could never have imagined that Jiang Yao would be so brooding over this matter.
He thought Jiang Yao wouldn't care where he went, and it would be best if he completely disappeared from their sight.
But he couldn't explain this to Jiang Yao. He was afraid of scaring Jiang Yao, and afraid that such a free and easy-going person like Jiang Yao couldn't bear the heavy feelings he had accumulated over the past ten years.
After all, no matter how overwhelming the love is, it is only his own.
For Jiang Yao, what it brought was perhaps not touching feelings, but shackles - restraining Jiang Yao's soul that could have acted recklessly in front of him.
Jiang Yao is stubborn and it is impossible for him to really compromise. Once he can't get over the hurdle in his heart, the only outcome is to "escape from him".
Because he had tasted the pain of loss, Duan Zhuxian didn't want to spend a single day without Jiang Yao.
In fact, after spending time together day and night for this period of time, Jiang Yao has softened. To be more precise, Jiang Yao has begun to slowly accept him.
But Jiang Yao himself was unaware of it and still felt that he was in the usual mode of confronting his mortal enemy.
But who would allow their mortal enemy to have whatever they want, automatically give up thinking, and be fooled by their mortal enemy again and again?
Before Jiang Yao sorted out his inner thoughts, every move Duan Zhuxian made was risky. He didn't dare and couldn't act rashly, so he could only provide guidance.
Duan Zhuxian rubbed his eyebrows to dispel some of the tiredness.
Just now, he almost strode up and hugged Jiang Yao's disappointed but pretendingly cold back, but fortunately reason prevailed.
A few minutes later, Duan Zhuxian stood in front of the master bedroom. He raised his hand, paused, and curled his fingers for a moment before pushing open the door. What hit him in the face was the dead silence.
Jiang Yao really moved away.
Like a whirlwind, it took away all the things that had been placed here bit by bit over the past few days, leaving only a messy trace.
Duan Zhuxian smiled helplessly.
It seems that there will be no wedding candles in the bridal chamber tonight, only a long night.
Difficult to monopolize and difficult to share.
This is probably how he feels now when facing Jiang Yao.
*
Jiang Yao is born with a rebellious nature and never admits defeat, especially in front of Duan Zhuxian.
It happened that Wei Zhihan contacted him frequently during this period, so he hung out with Wei Zhihan for several days in a row.
Since Duan Zhuxian can't stand it, then he will just provoke Duan Zhuxian's friends and let Duan Zhuxian see it clearly. It would be best if he gets angry to death.
Before going out that day, he specifically talked to Wei Zhihan in front of Duan Zhuxian. He was facing the window, but his peripheral vision was spent most of the time glancing at the man on the sofa.
He was talking about Qi Duan Zhuxian, but he himself was not feeling much better.
Duan Zhuxian stared at the tablet computer in his hand without any extra reaction, as if his loss of composure that night was an illusion, and Duan Zhuxian returned to his original calm and composed self.
Duan Zhuxian is just like that. He never knows how to give in to him or coax him. All the indulgence and care he showed to Duan Zhuxian when he was in high school was wasted.
In the evening, Jiang Yao made an appointment to meet Wei Zhihan at an open-air Western restaurant. When Jiang Yao arrived, Wei Zhihan was already waiting there as before.
Jiang Yao sat across from him and asked, "Why are you here early again? I'm the one asking you for help, so I should be the one to be more proactive."
Wei Zhihan smiled and said, "I'm on vacation in China these days. I'm not a busy person like you. Besides, you think you're asking me for help, but in my opinion, I'm actually looking for you to chat and relieve my boredom."
Jiang Yao was a little confused when he heard the familiarity in Wei Zhihan's words.
Is this guy so familiar with everyone?
His impression was that they had a pretty ordinary relationship, and Wei Zhihan definitely had more than one old classmate in Lingbei. Jiang Yao thought Wei Zhihan was just being polite and smiled perfunctorily.
After the dishes were served, Wei Zhihan said, "You've asked me so many questions about the inside story of the construction industry, but you haven't told me what you're going to do."
Jiang Yao unconsciously turned the wedding ring on his finger and said, "Duan Zhuxian plans to invest in a construction company."
Wei Zhihan was surprised: "I thought you wanted to invest."
He didn't expect that Jiang Yao would sacrifice his rest time in his busy schedule to meet him, put aside his pride and status and humbly learn from him, all for Duan Zhuxian.
Then, he remembered what Duan Zhuxian said at the wedding, "Let him fall in love with me first," and couldn't help but squint his eyes.
Wei Zhihan said, "You seem to care about Duan Zhuxian quite a lot."
When Jiang Yao heard the word "care", he almost choked on his steak.
Wei Zhihan poured him a glass of red wine. He tilted his head back and took a few sips. His expression was calm as he said, "Now that we have the marriage certificate, his business is mine."
"I thought you had a non-interference marriage agreement," Wei Zhihan said half-jokingly, "after all, you said before that you hated Duan Zhuxian the most."
Jiang Yao was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes: "Did I tell you this?"
Wei Zhihan nodded: "When I was drunk at a party."
Damn, alcohol can really mess things up...
His crossing of boundaries and entanglement with Duan Zhuxian during this period also started when he was drunk.
Jiang Yao frowned slightly, silently pushed away the wine glass in front of him, and pressed his throbbing temples.
It seems I have to quit drinking from now on.
*
A few days later at noon, Jiang Yao returned to the Jiang family, and Duan Zhuxian was with him.
He originally didn't want to bring anyone along, and would just say that Duan Zhuxian was too busy, but his parents bypassed him and personally invited Duan Zhuxian, who even took a day off for this purpose.
When entering the exclusive lane for community owners, Jiang Yao withdrew his gaze from the car window and turned to look at Duan Zhuxian, but was caught off guard by Duan Zhuxian's deep gaze. The words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat with his heartbeat, and he couldn't say them.
After staring at each other for a long time, Duan Zhuxian asked, "Do you want to call for a temporary truce?"
Jiang Yao's throat moved slightly, and he hummed, adding, "Let's temporarily cease fire today."
Although Duan Zhuxian and he are like the same poles of magnets, they will bounce away violently when they touch each other, and rarely do things according to each other's wishes, but they still have some tacit understanding when it comes to project cooperation.
Jiang Yao's family lives in a two-story detached villa. The area is not large and the location is average, which is consistent with the low-key and down-to-earth style that the Jiang family shows to the outside world. Perhaps they want to get rid of derogatory terms such as "nouveau riche from outsiders."
This is Duan Zhuxian's second time to come to Jiang Yao's house.
The night I accompanied Jiang Yao home to get my luggage, there was only a nanny guarding the huge house, and it was cold and deserted.
This time the whole family was there, and the air was filled with a faint smell of oil smoke. The family ethics drama on TV and the human voices were intertwined. It was noisy, but not offensive. Instead, it had a unique warmth.
Yuan Li cooked the meal herself and said to Jiang Qingtian in the kitchen, "The vegetables are gone. Go dig some in the backyard."
Although the old couple has settled in Lingbei for many years and is very successful in business, they still retain the habit of growing vegetables in their previous small town in the south.
Jiang Qingtian was too lazy to move and instructed Jiang Chen: "Go and help your mother dig some."
Jiang Chen and Duan Zhuxian exchanged greetings and pretended not to hear.
He then said to Jiang Yao, "Then you go."
Jiang Yao nodded and was about to stand up when Duan Zhuxian held him down: "I'll go."
Jiang Yao took his hand off his shoulder and said, "You're a guest, just sit down and drink your tea."
A few minutes later, Duan Zhuxian went to the backyard again and saw a small bunch of red hair dancing in the wind in the vegetable field from afar.
The young man was wearing trendy brand clothes. When he bent down, his legs were stretched out, and the short boots made them look long and straight. His bright and eye-catching temperament was incompatible with the simple environment around him.
Although he looks much more arrogant than Jiang Chen, he is surprisingly obedient to his parents.
Standing by the vegetable field, Duan Zhuxian recalled that Jiang Yao gave up his love for architectural design and devoted himself to the business world because his parents had expectations of him to go into business.
Jiang Yao dug two radishes and when he straightened up to take a breath, he saw the man next to him and was startled.
"Didn't I tell you not to follow me?" Jiang Yao asked with a frown. There was no one else here anyway, so he didn't need to pretend to be friendly.
Duan Zhuxian walked into the vegetable patch and said, "I'll help you dig."
Jiang Yao said angrily, "You're a pampered nobleman, you can't do the work of a farmer. Get out of here and don't cause trouble."
Duan Zhuxian raised his eyebrows and picked up the shovel leaning against the corner without saying a word.
Seeing Duan Zhuxian actually dig out a cabbage in just a few strokes, Jiang Yao's desire to win was immediately ignited.
He also started digging, and the two of them seemed to be competing with each other. In less than ten minutes, the entire vegetable patch was in a mess.
It was the first time that Jiang Yao had dug vegetables with such high intensity. Holding a plump white radish that he had finally dug, he straightened his slightly sore waist and was about to wipe the sweat when he suddenly heard a "click" above his head.
The next second, he saw Duan Zhuxian rushing towards him from half a meter away, shouting, "Be careful!"
The moment his body covered him, Duan Zhuxian stretched out his hand and blocked it with his shoulder.
Jiang Yao was pushed back a few steps by Duan Zhuxian, and his back hit the wall with a "bang". He was a little dazed and was about to curse, but his eyes inadvertently passed over Duan Zhuxian's shoulder and he was stunned.
He saw a gray brick lying in the mud where he had been standing, with spots of blood on it.
He realized something, threw away the fat carrot, and grabbed Duan Zhuxian's hand.
When Jiang Yao saw the bloodstains on the back of his hand, his breathing and heartbeat stopped for a moment, and his fingertips trembled slightly.
He quickly checked it carefully and fortunately it was mostly just scratches.
"Does it hurt?"
Jiang Yao asked, his voice a little dry, staring at the glaring blood-red mixed with dirt, not daring to touch it.
"A little."
Duan Zhuxian said this, but his eyes that fell on the side of Jiang Yao's face did not show any pain. He described and observed bit by bit, calmly and gently.
Perhaps it was the overly slow voice that startled Jiang Yao.
Jiang Yao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came to his senses and let go of Duan Zhuxian's hand, his brows knitted quickly: "It hurts so much, but who told you to push forward when you saw the bricks falling?"
His tone and expression were fierce, but he hadn't had time to hide the anxiety in his eyes.
Duan Zhuxian said: "If I don't come over here, you will be the one who gets hurt."
Jiang Yao: "..."
What kind of talk is that? Did you take the wrong medicine?
How could he not know that someone who was mean by nature could also have a spirit of selfless dedication?
He complained in his heart, feeling a terrible discomfort in his heart.
Duan Zhuxian took in Jiang Yao's changing expressions, and as if confirming something, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
He let Jiang Yao grab his uninjured hand, pull him back to his room, and with a cold face, stop the bleeding and apply medicine to him.
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