Chapter 45 Acknowledgement
◎Why does he say that I can only publish low-quality publications?!◎
Jiang Siyue was confused, "What old love?"
"Xu Chu." It wasn't hard to guess from the familiar yet distant look between them, "Isn't it?"
Jiang Siyue was silent. She couldn't deny the fact that had already happened. "There is old love, but it is not rekindled."
Zhao Yan raised his eyebrows.
"We were together before." Jiang Siyue emphasized the word "once". "But my relationship with him now is just that of a teaching assistant and a student."
Her eyes were clear, and if her hand hadn't been held, she would have raised it and sworn an oath. Her heart, which had been restless all day, finally calmed down, but—
It's not enough.
"Today in the stairwell, you said something like 'You married me because you liked me' in anger. Why?"
Mentioning the incident in the stairwell, Jiang Siyue was a little angry. "Why do you think it was because? Because I still like him, so I said it in a sarcastic way?"
"This idea is very reasonable." Zhao Yan loosened his grip and scratched her palm.
"That's unreasonable!" Jiang Siyue freed her hands and made a big "X" sign. "I'm angry because he said I can only publish a cheap publication. What makes him think that?"
Although his scientific research ability is not as good as Zhao Yan's, it is not to the level of a water journal.
"I was angry about the fake publication, and then he asked about us. I was mad, so I said that. If I told you that you can only publish fake publications, wouldn't you be angry?"
Zhao Yan circled her, and was very pleased with the "we" in her words. "I won't get angry, I will laugh."
Jiang Siyue glared at him, but felt it was not enough, so she kicked him hard in the calf.
"You can laugh next time." Zhao Yan said seriously, "You have unlimited potential. One day, you will surpass me."
Regardless of whether what he said was true or false, Jiang Siyue felt better.
Zhao Yan pecked her on the lips.
"And... it's not all just angry words." Jiang Siyue stared at him, her heart pounding. She lowered her head and whispered softly, "I like you now."
In an instant, the void in Zhao Yan's heart seemed to be filled instantly, and an indescribable sense of satisfaction filled his body. He had never felt the beating of his heart so clearly.
The corners of his mouth curled up, looking a bit ruffian. If his friends were here, they would definitely sigh, "It's familiar, there is the shadow of the young Zhao Yan."
"What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly."
His teasing was too obvious and could be seen through at a glance, so Jiang Siyue deliberately said, "Are you jealous?"
"Yeah." Zhao Yan nodded, his tone rising, "You just realized it now?"
It was a deliberately embarrassing sentence, but unexpectedly it received a positive answer. Jiang Siyue was prepared for his denial, but she didn't expect him to admit it generously. Her already accelerated heartbeat became even more excited, and her brain was on the verge of hypoxia, and fell into a blank.
"Haven't you considered this possibility?"
"No." Jiang Siyue didn't dare to think about it.
Zhao Yan pinched the soft flesh on her waist punitively. "What am I like in your mind? I don't care about anything, I keep my hair uncut and I don't have any worldly emotions?"
After thinking for a while, he nodded, "About the same."
Zhao Yan's hands groped all the way, proving to her with practical actions that he was vulgar.
"Um--"
This sound was like a catalyst. Zhao Yan's eyes became deeper and deeper. Her hands were clamped by him, and she was completely controlled by him. She twisted her body uncomfortably, but Zhao Yan's breathing became more and more rapid.
"The misunderstanding has been resolved." Jiang Siyue struggled, her voice trembling as she negotiated, "Shall we take a break?"
"No." Zhao Yan denied. "There are so many misunderstandings. I think we need to have a deeper discussion and deepen our understanding."
He said the word "deeply" in an extremely affectionate tone, and Jiang Siyue's face quickly became hot. She hated herself for understanding him so quickly.
The door was closed and the room was dark. The soft lips kept sticking and rubbing against each other, becoming increasingly intense. Jiang Siyue felt as if she had been drugged by a drug. Her whole body was soft and weak. She hung on him like a koala, and was led forward by him all the way.
With her knees against the edge of the bed, Jiang Siyue fell down and fell into the soft quilt. The quilt was cold due to the cold air from the air conditioner, and her body trembled instinctively, and then, it was pressed down by the heat.
Jiang Siyue shivered slightly between the cold and the heat, and instinctively hugged the only source of heat in the room.
…
The friction sound of the drawer being pulled open brought Jiang Siyue a moment of clarity. At this moment, she was like a puddle of water. Although she was conscious, she could hardly think.
In the dim moonlight, she saw Zhao Yan tearing open a small square. Her heart suddenly trembled, and a wave of fear surged in her heart. When he leaned over, she put her hand against him, turned her head away, and said softly: "I... I don't think I'm ready yet. How about another day..."
"Ha!" Zhao Yan sneered in the darkness, "No."
“…” She turned her head away and closed her eyes.
After a moment, he leaned over, leaned close to her ear, and asked softly, "Why are you so resistant?"
"I'm afraid of pain..."
In her past memories, there was nothing but pain. She didn't understand why the woman in the video was so happy. She couldn't feel it at all, so she had always been a little resistant to this matter in her heart.
"No." Zhao Yan coaxed, "I will stop if it hurts."
"OK……"
…
After begging for mercy in vain, Jiang Siyue finally understood when the saying "Men's words in bed cannot be trusted" came true.
As time went by, a trace of pain gradually rose up, which was hard to describe but could not be ignored.
Zhao Yan paused and asked hoarsely, "Do you feel as]]m?"
"What?" I didn't quite hear.
Soon, she understood what he meant. In an instant, a completely unfamiliar feeling came over her, and it was as if a cluster of fireworks exploded in her brain. All her thoughts disappeared, leaving only a vast blank.
…
The alarm clock on the table rang, and the vibration sound was impossible to ignore. Jiang Siyue, who was curled up in the quilt, groaned twice and just stretched out her hand, but Zhao Yan grabbed it first.
Zhao Yan turned off the alarm clock and put his phone back in its place. "Don't go on duty today. Sleep a little longer."
Jiang Siyue looked at him dazedly for a while, then said in a hoarse voice, "Liar."
“…”
"You didn't stop at all." Jiang Siyue turned her back to him, and the movement was too big, so she gasped and said, "Hiss——"
Zhao Yan turned over with the quilt and asked with a smile: "Didn't you say I was fast before?"
Jiang Siyue: "...I take that back."
She hadn't thought it through when she said it, and now her voice was hoarse. She wouldn't say anything even if she was asked to. He had tidied the room neatly. If it weren't for the interwoven marks and the dull pain on her body, she would have suspected last night was a sexual dream.
Zhao Yan adjusted the air conditioner to her preferred temperature and asked, "Do you want me to ask for leave for your afternoon class?"
"No." Jiang Siyue refused, "Knowledge helps me improve."
"Then I'll ask Xia Qing to take you to school."
"No! It's not that serious." Jiang Siyue sat up, and the thin blanket slipped down, leaving deep and shallow marks on her shoulders and collarbones. Zhao Yan's eyes darkened. Jiang Siyue hurriedly pulled the thin blanket tighter, covering herself tightly. Then she gently pushed him and said, "Hurry up and go to class, you're going to be late!"
"Yeah." Zhao Yan touched her hair in an intimate manner, "Call me if you feel unwell."
Jiang Siyue didn't want to talk and pushed him out again.
I took a nap until twelve o'clock. After cleaning up, my aunt had already prepared dinner and left. Jiang Siyue ate while replying to messages.
Meng Zhuqing said that someone was going to organize an alumni association in Beijing and asked her if she wanted to join. Xu Chu also mentioned this matter and without any hesitation, Jiang Siyue gave the answer of "no" to both sides.
I am not good at socializing. Even if there are many big names in this kind of alumni association, I am a taciturn person, so if I go there, I will be a likable control group. And Xu Chu will definitely go. The relationship between them should be pure, and it is better not to have more interactions in private.
Zhao Yan sent her a message at 11 o'clock, the content was -
[Zhao Yan: Does it hurt a lot?]
I really don't want to reply to this...
After sorting out all the messy red dots, Jiang Siyue opened the dialog box with Zhao Yan and started typing.
[Jiang Siyue: It doesn't hurt anymore! It's over!]
【Zhao Yan: Well, it’s almost the weekend.】
Alarm bells immediately rang in my mind, and I typed to remedy the situation.
[Jiang Siyue: Actually, it still hurts a little. I need to rest alone.]
【Zhao Yan: I guess that won’t work.】
Jiang Siyue: Teacher Zhao, don't indulge yourself. Exercise restraint.
Zhao Yan: Sun Yao and his friends are going camping this weekend. Don't you want to go?
【Zhao Yan: Min Sui is here too.】
【Zhao Yan: What are you thinking about?】
Min Sui has a cheerful and interesting personality, and I really like being with her. I haven't seen her since I came back from Tokyo, so it's rare for her to ask me out.
Typing with gritted teeth.
【Jiang Siyue: Go.】
Zhao Yan: [Hmm].jpg
The rabbit emoticon was a bit silly and didn't look like him at all. After complaining for a while, Jiang Siyue changed the note for him. Looking at the pinned "The Wolf is Coming", she felt satisfied and continued to eat.
*
On Friday, Jiang Siyue had just finished class and left Hua University when she received a call from Zhu Yun, saying that the ring was ready and asked her when to pick it up.
It would not be a good idea to meet again during the weekend break, so Jiang Siyue immediately turned the car around and went to the coffee shop owned by Linglong. Zhu Yun was already waiting for her.
The black velvet box was opened, revealing an exquisitely crafted men's ring. The plain ring had no decorations and was not dazzling even in the sun.
Zhu Yun: "Your ingenuity is truly remarkable. As time passes and the ring wears away, the diamond inside will slowly become visible."
"Thanks to your help." Jiang Siyue put the ring into her bag.
"It's a small matter." Zhu Yun waved her hand.
Jiang Siyue pursed her lips and smiled, glancing at the table where she and Xie Xishu sat last time. "That Xie Xishu, will he still come to Linglong now?"
Zhu Yun: “Not recently.”
He nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
Zhu Yun was busy with work, so she said goodbye to Jiang Siyue and left. It was still early, and Jiang Siyue hadn't finished her coffee yet, so she sat there, searching for Xie Xishu's name online.
Under the related words, an account with the ID "Shushususu" popped up. The person himself appeared, and it was Xie Xishu, with an astonishing number of fans reaching five million. The software automatically played the first one, but the floating barrage was not very friendly, and it was full of words such as "fake" and "refund".
Scrolling to the bottom, Jiang Siyue found her first video, which had few comments and low playback volume. At that time, Xie Xishu was very young, with light makeup, unskilled in front of the camera, and a little at a loss, completely different from what she looks like now.
A pop-up window asked if I wanted to follow. I selected no and exited the software.
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