Chapter 65 Avoidance
◎ "Zhao Yan! You are despicable!"◎
After saying that, Sun Yao called the security guard on the intercom.
Although it's a joke, Jiang Siyue was so frightened that she could hardly move, but she still had to be saved. She could also blackmail Zhao Yan into giving a jewel to her newly-married sister. What a good deal!
While thinking, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in his peripheral vision. Zhao Yan came in wearing a black coat. The crowd watching was stunned by his cold aura and consciously made way for him. Sun Yao curled his lips and called the security guard back.
Jiang Siyue, who was sitting in the booth, was completely oblivious to what was happening around her. She continued to stare at Xu Wangxing with a bewildered expression, and finally asked tentatively, "Xu Wangxing, are you drunk? Or are you playing dare?"
She and Xu Wangxing didn't have much interaction, so it was too outrageous for her to suddenly say such a thing.
Xu Wangxing's face froze, disappointment flashed across his face, and then he regained his innocent look. "Huh? Sister, what did you say? I didn't hear clearly."
"I say!" Jiang Siyue raised her voice, "Are you playing a dare? How can I cooperate with you?"
"Hmm? I still can't hear clearly." After Xu Wangxing finished speaking, he moved closer to her with a clear conscience. The fragrance of her body, which did not belong to this messy place, penetrated his nose. "Sister, come closer and say it again--"
Before he could finish his words, he was pulled up from behind. Zhao Yan's stern profile fell into his eyes. His extremely low voice almost blended with the restless drumbeats, "Is the bet still going on?"
Xu Wangxing was distracted, and the next second, he was thrown away by Zhao Yan. Zhao Yan stood in front of Jiang Siyue, blocking her tightly.
Jiang Siyue looked at Zhao Yan who had almost "dropped from the sky" and was surprised at first. Then, after glancing at the male models opposite, a trace of guilt flashed across her eyes, "Why are you here?"
Facing Jiang Siyue, the frost on Zhao Yan's face completely melted away. He stretched out his hand to her and said, "After all, it's not just a male model."
Jiang Siyue: “…”
"Just kidding." Zhao Yan's expression was incredibly soft. He brushed aside her loose hair and said, "I'm here to take you home."
"Oh." Jiang Siyue just responded, and Zhao Yan held her hand. Warmth immediately enveloped her, and her heart trembled. For a moment, Jiang Siyue felt that he was holding not her hand, but her heart.
After trying to break free in vain, Jiang Siyue chose to ignore it. Zhao Yan packed up her bag and coat on the sofa and took her out.
"Wait." Jiang Siyue stopped, "Meng Zhuqing is still here."
Zhao Yan glanced at the half-asleep Meng Zhuqing and the three male models looking at each other in bewilderment, "I'll let Sun Yao take care of her."
Although Sun Yao looked careless, he was reliable in his work. Jiang Siyue nodded and followed him out. After walking a few steps, she stumbled and realized that Zhao Yan in front of her had stopped and glanced at -
Xu Wangxing on the side.
In fact, Zhao Yan also knew that stopping was not something he would do, but when he noticed Jiang Siyue paying attention to Xu Wangxing's actions, he felt sour in his heart and couldn't help wanting to do something.
Zhao Yan paused, looking at Xu Wangxing with a controlling look in his eyes, and said something ambiguous, "Xu Wangxing, your bet with your friend, isn't it over yet?"
Xu Wangxing raised his head abruptly, his fists unconsciously clenched. He glanced at Jiang Siyue with an uneasy look, then looked at Zhao Yan with bloodshot eyes, "Zhao Yan! You are despicable!"
The two people's riddle aroused Jiang Siyue's curiosity. Moreover, this riddle was related to herself, which made her even more curious. "What?"
"No." Xu Wangxing denied eagerly, "It's just business dealings."
Zhao Yan looked at him with cold eyes without a trace of emotion, and said with a smile: "This kid made a bet with his friend——"
Xu Wangxing's fist was wrapped in a sharp wind and fell directly on Zhao Yan's face. Jiang Siyue was stunned for a moment, and she didn't know where the strange strength came from. She pulled Xu Wangxing away and hurried to see Zhao Yan's injuries.
The corner of his mouth was broken and blood was oozing out.
Jiang Siyue felt a surge of anger in her heart and looked at Xu Wangxing. The latter's sad eyes made her confused. Before she could say anything, Xu Wangxing ran away.
This is even more confusing.
Sun Yao rushed over and glanced at Zhao Yan. Seeing that it wasn't serious, he breathed a sigh of relief. The intercom relayed news that security had stopped someone. Sun Yao had someone take Meng Zhuqing to a private room and keep her under guard while he went to deal with the situation.
With the security guards maintaining the situation, the bar soon became lively again. Jiang Siyue glanced at the person on the ground, hesitated for a moment, let go of him and stood up alone.
"Won't you help me up?" Zhao Yan supported himself on the ground with one hand, and under the help of the bar's ambient lights, his stern expression looked a little pitiful.
His heart softened, and Jiang Siyue reached out his hand, and he took it and used it to stand up. There was a gap between their sizes, and Jiang Siyue was almost pulled down by him. As he stumbled, he was held by his waist, and then he stabilized his body.
Their eyes met, and Jiang Siyue felt as if she was burned. She quickly let go of him and said weakly, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"
Zhao Yan's expression remained unchanged as he said, "No, it's nothing. I'll take you home."
"No need." Jiang Siyue refused and then said, "I haven't drunk any alcohol, I can drive myself."
Zhao Yan stood in front of her with a hesitant look, and Jiang Siyue didn't move.
"That guy runs so fast!" Sun Yao came over angrily, standing right between Zhao Yan and Jiang Siyue. He glanced around a few times, a little confused, "Siyue, have you been drinking? I'll ask someone to take you away."
Sun Yao was about to call someone, but Jiang Siyue stopped him hurriedly, "No, I can go back by myself." The moment she turned around, she caught a glimpse of the speechless Zhao Yan and the innocent Sun Yao, and she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.
After Jiang Siyue's figure disappeared, Zhao Yan sighed to Sun Yao and went upstairs without saying a word. Sun Yao followed him with full of doubts.
"Why are you in such a hurry? I'm helping you!" Sun Yao closed the door of the private room and crossed his arms.
Zhao Yan poured himself a glass of wine, and the hot alcohol went down his throat. "Have you been free lately?"
"Compared to you, I'm really free." Sun Yao shrugged, sat down on the sofa beside him, and clinked glasses with him. "Don't pretend in front of me. If you really are so in control, you wouldn't say that Xu Wangxing approached Jiang Siyue because of a bet with Sun Xin and the others. Admit it, Zhao Yan, you've lost control."
Zhao Yan paused, shook his wine glass slightly, and said lightly: "I didn't say that."
"But you achieved your goal." Sun Yao drank the wine in his hand. "Xu Wangxing shouldn't appear again. Even the punch he threw at you was something you anticipated, right? This bitter person—"
"Do you think I'm a god?" Zhao Yan interrupted him.
"It doesn't matter if it's not." Sun Yao chuckled, "I'll help you make it happen, and you just..."
*
The alarm clock rang like a death knell, and Jiang Siyue woke up suddenly. She looked to her side out of habit, but there was no one there, not even a wrinkle.
The alarm clock continued to ring. When I picked it up, I saw the word "divorce" written on it.
This is what she set up at Yi's house yesterday.
After pressing it, he rubbed his sore eyes, got out of bed and opened the cabinet. The place where the divorce certificate was originally placed was empty, and his heart inexplicably relaxed.
The weather was getting colder, and the morning sunlight fell on people without a trace of warmth. Jiang Siyue squatted there for a while, then washed up and rushed to school.
Because of the license plate restriction today, she took the subway to school. The subway during the morning rush hour was like a pot of boiling porridge. Jiang Siyue leaned against the glass, staring at everyone's numb faces in the reflection in a daze.
Last night she had a dream with various elements superimposed on each other. The man in the dream was pressing against Zhao Yan's face, but what happened was what happened with Xu Chu before.
Because she had suppressed her emotions since childhood, Jiang Siyue was very afraid of embarrassment and quarrels. She would never confront an argument head-on if she could avoid it. Before graduating from university, she always held the view that: everything would be reconciled in the end anyway, so why bother quarreling or having a cold war.
So when she was in love with Xu Chu, whenever something happened, Jiang Siyue was always the first to explain.
There was no problem at first, but as the number of times increased, many things changed quietly, such as -
Xu Chu became more and more justifiably angry and more and more difficult to appease... Once, she apologized for a long time continuously, but failed to get Xu Chu to reconcile.
And in that dream last night, she and "Zhao Yan" experienced all the things that had happened.
Zhao Yan explained An Lin very clearly. After calming down, she realized that their "past" was completely fabricated. She should have forgiven Zhao Yan, but -
What if Zhao Yan is like that?
I am not so despicable as to want to go through all that torment, confusion, and pain again.
When the subway arrived at the station, there were people getting on but no one getting off. The already crowded carriage became even more crowded. When Jiang Siyue got off the train at the station, she felt as if she had crawled out of a crowded can. The air around her was full of relaxation. This physical relaxation even relieved the depression in her heart to a certain extent.
She had planned everything out before coming. Zhao Yanman had classes in the morning, so she would have lunch and then take Yue Huan's card to the library to study in the afternoon.
She hadn't thought it through yet, and facing Zhao Yan in this situation, she felt that her embarrassment was about to come back.
The office door was ajar, and she didn't know if anyone had come. After pushing it open, she was face to face with Zhao Yan inside. It would be too deliberate to retreat at this time. Jiang Siyue walked sideways into the office, "...Why didn't you go to class?"
Zhao Yan: "I switched classes with Teacher Liu."
Jiang Siyue noticed the weariness in his voice and took a closer look. He looked exhausted, with the dark circles under his eyes particularly dark. Did he not sleep all night? Or did he not sleep well all night?
After sitting down, she noticed that Zhao Yan's mouth was sore yesterday and he hadn't treated it. It was the same today as it was yesterday. She frowned and said, "Didn't you apply any medicine?"
Zhao Yan: "Well, not in the bar."
He actually slept in a bar last night. It was so noisy, how could he fall asleep? Jiang Siyue pursed her lips and then released them, finally making up her mind, "Let's go to the school hospital with you to deal with it."
"No need." Zhao Yan refused. Before he finished speaking, Jiang Siyue's brows frowned even more. He hesitated to speak, and Zhao Yan said, "I asked the takeaway to deliver the medicine."
"Oh." Jiang Siyue lowered her head and worked, trying to distract herself. Just as she turned on the computer, Zhao Yan said again: "Siyue."
"Hmm?" Jiang Siyue met his burning eyes and felt inexplicably nervous about his next words.
Zhao Yan: "There is an economic conference in Yuezhou on New Year's Day. If you want to participate, write a submission and I will send the information to your phone."
"Oh, okay." She thought he was asking something else. Jiang Siyue took the phone and received the document.
"What are you thinking?" Zhao Yan asked unexpectedly. Jiang Siyue stared at her phone, which showed: Document received.
The author has something to say:
Sun Yao: Let’s do this and that. Siyue will definitely forgive you when she sees you. This is the charm of the self-torture tactic.
Zhao Yan’s inner thoughts: I really don’t want to bother with this drama queen.
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