Chapter 48 "Will You Run?"
In an instant, all the aura in Jiang Yao's body was dispersed, and his bloodshot eyes stared at Duan Zhuxian, as if he was trying his best to digest what he had just heard.
After a few seconds, he gave up struggling and simply chose to have his brain freeze.
"Didn't you understand?" Duan Zhuxian smiled patiently, "Then I'll say it again. I like..."
"stop!"
Jiang Yao suddenly came alive and pressed Duan Zhuxian's mouth, fearing that the three shocking words would jump out of these indifferent thin lips.
The next moment, he felt a slight itch in the palm of his hand, moist and soft, as if he had been kissed. He was so scared that he quickly retracted his hand and quickly retreated to the bed as if fleeing.
Jiang Yao's chest rose and fell as he looked down at Duan Zhuxian who was pressed down on the bed by him.
That perfect yet somewhat heartless face was still pale, with faint bruises on the eye sockets, perhaps due to illness.
"Duan Zhuxian, you don't have a high fever of 40 degrees, do you?" Jiang Yao asked in a dull voice.
Duan Zhuxian said, "I took it once when I woke up this morning, and it was 37.4 degrees."
Jiang Yao didn't give up and asked again: "So you don't want to be my buddy anymore?"
His expression is a bit pitiful.
Duan Zhuxian said mercilessly: "I don't want to."
Jiang Yao: "..."
Very good, this is the second time Duan Zhuxian has broken the olive branch of his friendship.
No matter whether it was the seventeen-year-old Duan Zhuxian or the twenty-seven-year-old Duan Zhuxian, they were both so calm that they deserved a beating!
Jiang Yao's lips trembled, and his gaze swept across the blush at the corners of his eyes and fell on Duan Zhuxian, as if he was looking at a scumbag.
He was clearly a sickly person who would fall down at the slightest push, but his attitude was extremely tough. In this bedroom, he was blocked with no way to escape, forcing him to leave this place of trouble first.
Standing in the snow in the first-floor courtyard, Jiang Yao raised his face and resolutely let the north wind slap him a few times with cold slaps.
Then he took out his cigarette box and tried to smoke a cigarette to calm himself down, but his mood became more and more chaotic, just like the swirling smoke.
He really couldn't understand why Duan Zhuxian had fallen in love with him after just a few months of being together?
But what does Duan Zhuxian like about him?
They were even rivals in love before...
*
When Duan Zhuxian walked outside the house, he saw Jiang Yao squatting on the steps beside the soil from afar, trying to plant himself in the ground like a mushroom.
The tall and slender body huddled into a small ball, looking pitiful, helpless and confused.
Duan Zhuxian felt a little funny, a little sad, but more of a sense of relief.
When he was fifteen, Jiang Yao was the first ray of starlight that descended upon his eternal night of life.
He once believed in a point of view - it is not necessary to pick the stars to be illuminated, and the stars will not come to anyone.
Stars are usually proud, hanging far away in the sky, making them elusive. Occasionally, they leave unintentional guidance, causing the souls under the night sky to pursue them at all costs and deduce endlessly.
For the past ten years, he has been willing to be an astronomer, observing a star named Jiang Yao night after night, capturing its mysterious trajectory and calculating its cycle of alternating light and dark.
But today, he tore up all the draft papers filled with deduction formulas.
Maybe there is an element of impulse involved.
When he opened his eyes and saw the figure in his dream who was busy taking care of him and lying on the side of his bed to catch up on his sleep, he just wanted to completely possess this star, and from then on, the starlight would only illuminate him.
"Give me one."
Duan Zhuxian walked slowly to Jiang Yao's side.
"Don't smoke when you're sick."
Jiang Yao stood up fiercely and put out his cigarette.
The moment he stood opposite Duan Zhuxian, even the wind stopped, the branches and leaves of the evergreen trees calmed down, and the surroundings were so quiet that only the sound of Duan Zhuxian's slightly heavy breathing could be heard, as if the whole world was cutting off his attempt to escape.
"Duan Zhuxian." Jiang Yao stared into Duan Zhuxian's eyes. "Tell me the truth, are you saying that because you want to sleep with me?"
Jiang Yao's voice had regained composure, and his expression had also become calm, except for the tips of his ears which were still red.
"No." Duan Zhuxian said calmly, "Whether they are buddies or lovers, it doesn't prevent us from having sex."
"Fuck!" Jiang Yao lost his composure again.
Someone is more shameless and vulgar than he thought!
He really couldn't figure it out: "Why do you like me? Because I'm arrogant, because I have a bad temper, or because I can't speak properly?"
Duan Zhuxian laughed when he heard this: "Who would scold themselves like that?"
"What's wrong with me scolding you?" Jiang Yao stiffened his neck and said, "Do you want to hear me scold you?"
"Hasn't it been enough that you've scolded me?" Duan Zhuxian raised his eyebrows slightly. "If you feel unhappy in the future, just scold me."
Listen, what is Duan Zhuxian saying?
Jiang Yao still had an unreasonable expression on his face, but his heart was beating violently.
Duan Zhuxian took two steps closer to him, his body temperature slightly higher than that of an ordinary person surrounding him. "Jiang Yao, I'm serious. I like you as a person. The things you think are not good about yourself are also the things I like about you."
Those thoughts that had been hidden from view all day long were finally exposed to the sun for the first time.
Jiang Yao opened his eyes wide, his lips slightly parted, and for a moment he couldn't utter a word. His heart was beating so fast as if he had a heart attack.
Duan Zhuxian said softly, "Go back to the house, don't catch a cold like me."
The air was filled with the scent of a light snow, but in the distant sky, the morning light was already seeping through the clouds. The first snow of the new year had long since stopped, and today looked like it would be a warm day.
Following Duan Zhuxian into the house, Jiang Yao finally managed to utter, "I think you deliberately don't want me to have a good New Year."
Duan Zhuxian smiled helplessly when he heard this.
He just revealed his feelings a little bit and didn't even chase Jiang Yao for an answer. What kind of "intention" was that?
If he really wanted to keep Jiang Yao sleepless for days and nights, he could have told Jiang Yao about his secret love that lasted for more than ten years, and let Jiang Yao feel what it really felt like to make someone suffer.
Jiang Yao is usually quite smart, but he is indeed a bit slow when it comes to feelings. He should give Jiang Yao enough patience, no matter whether Jiang Yao accepts or rejects him after he turns around the corner.
At least Jiang Yao was willing to talk to him so much and go into the house with him after hearing his sudden confession. These were beyond his expectations.
New Year's surprise, that's enough.
It is said that love is all-encompassing, and he always worries that the person he likes will be bound by his thick fog.
*
In the afternoon, when Chen Yiqi rushed to the club, he happened to see Jiang Yao sending Amy and the others away. He sat there alone, and the diamond ring on his left ring finger blinded all the eyes that wanted to strike up a conversation with him.
Chen Yiqi wondered: "Don't you usually love playing with them?"
"It's a bad influence." Jiang Yao turned the ring unconsciously.
Chen Yiqi sat down on the sofa and gulped down a glass of iced drink. "Why do you look so dazed? Tell me, what's the urgent matter?"
He is currently starting his own business. He is short of money and is too embarrassed to ask his family for help, so he helps people find work to earn extra money. Just as he was about to take an order worth 20,000 yuan, he was called by Jiang Yao.
Jiang Yao said: "Someone confessed to me."
Chen Yiqi suddenly choked on his drink and coughed for a long time before he said bitterly, "Is it so strange that someone confessed to you? If you brought everyone who has confessed to you since childhood to this club, I'm afraid it wouldn't be able to accommodate them all. Just because of this, you made me lose 20,000 yuan!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yao picked up his phone without saying a word.
Half a minute later, Chen Yiqi received a message on his mobile phone - 40,000 yuan was transferred into his bank card.
Chen Yiqi's eyes lit up, and he immediately put on the attitude of a caring elder brother, asking, "Who had the guts to confess to you? Aren't you afraid of creating a feud with Duan Zhuxian?"
Jiang Yao's lips moved, and he muttered three words: "Duan Zhuxian."
Now, it was Chen Yiqi's turn to look dazed.
He had never understood what was going on between these two people.
Chen Yiqi was stunned for a moment, then he remembered something: "Could the person who sent you roses be Duan Zhuxian?"
Jiang Yao hummed, becoming even more worried.
When talking about roses, he couldn't help but think of Michel's painting. The auction was held two months ago. Had Duan Zhuxian already "turned from a mortal enemy" at that time?
At the wedding half a month ago, Duan Zhuxian made that flawless "confession" in front of the guests. Although the words "long-term admiration" were false, perhaps it was precisely because of some truth in them that it produced such a bewitching effect.
After a comprehensive analysis, Jiang Yao pinched his eyebrows.
Duan Zhuxian, who seemed to be destined to be a widower for life, seemed to have truly fallen in love...
Chen Yiqi asked: "Do you like him?"
Jiang Yao sat up straight as if struck by two words. He wanted to say something, but then he raised his hand to rub his face and said in self-abandonment, "If I had known that, would I have come to you for analysis?"
Chen Yiqi laughed: "It's no use asking me for something you don't even know..."
Jiang Yao said: "You have rich emotional experience."
Chen Yiqi pondered, "When he confessed to you, how did you feel? Disgusted?"
"I don't feel disgusted." Jiang Yao paused, "But the thought of having a romantic relationship with him makes me feel uncomfortable. He and I just reconciled last night, and we're not even close friends yet."
So you two got married when you were sworn enemies...
But Chen Yiqi didn't say this. He knew that although Jiang Yao looked carefree on the surface, he was actually more insightful than anyone else. The reason he was in such a dilemma was that he couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart that had been there for ten years.
Chen Yiqi asked, "Did he ask you to give him an answer within a certain timeframe?"
Jiang Yao: “No.”
Chen Yiqi was stunned: "Then he is quite considerate."
What a thoughtful person! You only know how to cause him more trouble!
If someone really put on a strong attitude and forced him to respond or even agree, he would definitely refuse on the spot. Why would he be left hanging in the air like this, swaying neither up nor down?
Chen Yiqi said, "I do have an idea. You two being so stuck together isn't a good idea. You should calm down first. It would be best if you could separate for a few days. Distance is the best analytical reagent. If you still think of him from time to time when you can't see him, then congratulations, he's got you."
Jiang Yao was about to speak when the phone on the table vibrated and the caller ID showed "Mr. Duan".
He went out while Duan Zhuxian was taking a lunch break, and now he received the call, and he felt guilty for no reason.
He grabbed his phone and strode outside, finding a quiet corner to answer the call: "What's up?"
"I hear music." The other party paused, "You are in the club, right?"
Jiang Yao: "..."
You should have walked further away before answering the call.
Jiang Yao touched the tip of his nose and said, "This is the place where Chen Yiqi arranged to meet us."
Chen Yiqi, who followed behind him to get some fresh air, was full of questions.
On the phone, Duan Zhuxian smiled, his voice slightly hoarse: "Have fun, don't worry about me."
"Who cares about you..." Jiang Yao retorted subconsciously, but the ending tone blended into the low breath.
Before, Duan Zhuxian set up many rules and regulations for the marriage and prevented him from coming to the club for entertainment. He just wanted to go against Duan Zhuxian.
But Duan Zhuxian suddenly became so magnanimous and smiled at him sickly, which made him feel guilty.
During the silence between the two, a rapid cough was heard from the other side of the phone, but the cough was quickly suppressed, as if afraid of being discovered.
Jiang Yao frowned.
He was fine during the day, but now it seems like his cold has gotten worse.
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yao said to Chen Yiqi, who was smoking beside him, "I have to go home."
Chen Yiqi waved his hand without any surprise: "Go back."
When he saw the caller ID, he guessed this would be the result.
His good brother was born to be eaten to death by Duan Zhuxian. From ten years ago to now, there is no way to save him.
*
Jiang Yao drove home at lightning speed and found Duan Zhuxian sitting on the sofa reading documents.
The silver-rimmed glasses rested on his high nose bridge, the lenses reflecting sharp light, and a cold straight line formed at the corners of his lips. He didn't have the weak feeling he had on the phone at all.
"Can you start working now that the fever has subsided?" Jiang Yao strode over and took the document from Duan Zhuxian's hand.
"Retreat." Duan Zhuxian raised his head, his eyes behind the cold lenses were unexpectedly gentle.
Jiang Yao was worried, so he took out a thermometer and took his temperature himself, which was 36.7 degrees.
But Jiang Yao still didn't return the document to Duan Zhuxian. He held him in his arms and said seriously, "The holiday ends tomorrow. Don't rush to work hard at the company. Huayan can't handle it as well as you. Rest well at home."
Duan Zhuxian said "hmm".
Jiang Yao thought for a moment and said, "Don't go the day after tomorrow. Keep warm, eat three meals a day on time, and eat more vegetables to supplement vitamins..."
Jiang Yao felt a little awkward seeing Duan Zhuxian's permissive attitude throughout the whole process, but he still spoke a lot in a serious manner, covering every detail, just like giving instructions before departure.
Jiang Yao hadn't had time to drink water since entering the house. He threw the documents on the coffee table far away from Duan Zhuxian and took a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator.
Suddenly, Duan Zhuxian's voice came from behind, approaching from a distance: "Can you run?"
Jiang Yao paused as he was twisting the bottle cap. "Run? Where am I going?"
Duan Zhuxian had already walked up to him and stood still, his breath softly lingering on his neck. "I once asked you, if I fell in love with you over time, what would you do? You said you would run as far as you could."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yao's neck, which was exposed to Duan Zhuxian's eyes, stiffened noticeably for a moment, and then he snorted coldly: "It's just a joke, am I such a coward?"
While saying this, he kept pointing the tuft of red hair on the back of his head at Duan Zhuxian.
*
The next day, Duan Zhuxian stood at the door of Jiang Yao's bedroom, his eyebrows twitching.
Someone who said he wouldn't run away disappeared early in the morning along with his suitcase.
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