Chapter 47 "Pacifying Your Boyfriend".
Two pedestrians collided head-on at the elevator entrance. Liang Kongxiang moved two steps to the side to make it easier for them to exit, and smiled slightly.
People pulled their suitcases out in twos and threes. The first person to greet the tall girl with a bright smile said, "Teacher Liang, good morning."
“I just arrived a couple of minutes ago,” Liang Kongxiang waved to them, “Are you tired? Go put your luggage down first, we’ll chat in a bit.”
"Okay!"
A group of energetic young girls dragged their suitcases away, and Liang Kongxiang entered the elevator.
As soon as the door closed, Jiang Jiaoming pressed himself against her cheek and kissed her affectionately. "See? I told you nothing would happen. No fool would expose us willingly, and those who would wouldn't last long in this line of work."
Everyone knows their place; those people clearly know him, they're just pretending not to.
As the elevator was about to reach the first floor, Liang Kongxiang pushed his face away, turned her head and joked, "If you keep following me around like this, it makes me feel like I'm still a baby."
"Hmm?" Jiang Jiaoming chuckled, and before the elevator doors could open, he stretched out his long arm and swiftly pressed the close button. He took a step forward, forcing Liang Kongxiang into a corner between the buttons, and with his other hand, he grabbed her wrist by her fingers and pulled it to his chest, pressing it against his chest: "We haven't tried this kind of thing before. Let's try it tonight?"
“Jiang Jiaoming,” Liang Kongxiang warned him, “this is not a room.”
“OK.” Jiang Jiaoming obediently let go of her, raised his hands in surrender, and smiled, “You said it, we can go back to the room.”
"I didn't... never mind." The door opened just then, and there was no one outside. Liang Kongxiang walked into the car while instructing him, her voice cold: "My manager and assistant will be here later, so you'd better behave yourself."
"Everyone else wants their boyfriend by their side every day, why do you wish I were as far away from you as possible?" Jiang Jiaoming rested his arm on the open car door, his expression not good. Seeing that Liang Kongxiang was just looking at him indifferently without trying to coax him, he simply opened the car door forcefully, got in, and then drove off without saying a word.
The car sped towards the restaurant, and the two didn't exchange a single word throughout the meal. When they sat down, Jiang Jiaoming ordered the food. The quiet private room was silent except for the sound of swallowing. Fortunately, Jiang Jiaoming remembered that he had to drive and didn't drink any alcohol.
Originally, they had hoped that since the filming location was a small place, the two of them could relax and stroll around like they did in Xisa Port. After all, it was quite a hassle for paparazzi to come all the way here, having to traverse mountains and valleys and still not being able to pinpoint the location of the film crew. However, Jiang Jiaoming was clearly not in high spirits, so Liang Kongxiang didn't want to spoil the mood and returned to the hotel after dinner.
In the afternoon, she was reading a script in the hotel study. Jiang Jiaoming was outside the door, doing something, and unusually, he didn't bother her. Logically, he should have already calmed himself down before bothering her, but he didn't today.
My vision, fixed on the words covering the page, grew increasingly blurred, a hazy blackness obscuring the faint white, drifting further and further away.
Jiang Jiaoming grew up in the entertainment industry, so how could he not know how troublesome a relationship between their two identities would be? It would either be her giving in, or him compromising. Once fans dig into Jiang Jiaoming's past, regardless of his profession or status, he would be affected to some extent. Previously, when she was merely rumored to be dating a male celebrity, that person was relentlessly attacked and doxxed by fans, even to the point of harassing his family, which made Liang Kongxiang avoid such matters altogether.
He knew perfectly well what the consequences would be...
Liang Kongxiang closed the script with a headache. She couldn't make heads or tails of it, neither issue was resolved, and it was just a waste of time. She decided to open the door and talk to Jiang Jiaoming.
But when the door opened, the outside was empty; the sofa was flat and wrinkle-free, and only the curtains swayed gently in the breeze.
The living room was quiet and deserted; her and his suitcases were gone.
Liang Kongxiang closed the study door behind her and walked out. She stood in the middle of the living room for a while before heading towards her bedroom. She grasped the doorknob, pressed down, and gently pushed it open.
The door opened.
There were three suitcases lying on the ground. Next to the suitcases was Jiang Jiaoming, who was wearing a black turtleneck sweater. The clothes made his inverted triangle figure very obvious. He had a strong waist, thin shoulders and a thin back.
Noticing the noise at the door, he turned his head to look over, then casually looked away, continuing to hang the clothes in his hands.
He had packed the entire wardrobe neatly and completely. There were no clothes left in the suitcase; he had even hung his own clothes in there, as if he intended to stay there permanently.
Seeing him still working while angry, Liang Kongxiang walked over and wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, pressing her face against his broad back and sighing: "Apart from movie nights, we'll only see each other less and less. Let's not have any more cold wars, okay?"
Jiang Jiaoming closed the wardrobe without saying a word or hugging her, coldly mocking, "Isn't this exactly the situation you wanted to see?"
"Are you sure you want to talk to me like this?" Liang Kongxiang released her grip on Jiang Jiaoming's arms.
It was a small matter, but the conversation escalated to this point.
"Do you care a lot?" Jiang Jiaoming turned around, lowered his head slightly, and their toes touched. He suddenly pinched her chin, forcing her to tilt her head back, his breath on her face, and asked softly, "In your heart, where do I really stand? Hmm?"
After meeting his dark, deep eyes for two seconds, Liang Kongxiang looked away and pushed away his hand that was pinching her face. "Let go."
Her chin was slightly red from being pinched. Jiang Jiaoming glanced at her, then looked away and walked out. He then slammed the door shut, leaving Liang Kongxiang sitting alone on the bed, staring blankly at the empty boxes scattered on the floor.
That feeling of confusion washed over her again, leaving her somewhat at a loss. She thought, isn't this exactly what happened a few years ago?
Liang Kongxiang closed her eyes, buried her face in her hands, and let out a long breath. Her chin accidentally brushed against her palm, and a stinging sensation spread throughout her body like needles.
With a very slight creak, the door on the right seemed to open a crack, letting in a gentle breeze. It was unclear whether Jiang Jiaoming hadn't closed the door properly. Liang Kongxiang didn't open her eyes.
Immediately afterwards, a faint fragrance wafted over, and Liang Kongxiang paused, slowly moving her hand down. Jiang Jiaoming's narrow waist filled the space between her fingers.
He stood in front of her, watching her for an unknown amount of time, then sighed softly, pulled her close to his waist, touched her tired face, and looked down at the top of her head, apologizing softly: "I'm sorry."
With her face pressed against his warm abdomen, Liang Kongxiang didn't push him away, her gaze fixed on the floor.
After a while, Jiang Jiaoming squatted down in front of her, placed his hands on her thighs, and looked up at her: "I just hope you can care about me more and rely on me more, and not push me away... Let's not be like before, okay? Tell me, what should I do now to make you happier?" He brushed the hair on the side of her face and tucked it behind her ear. Although his tone was flat, you could tell that he was trying his best to coax her.
"I don't want to talk to you right now," Liang Kongxiang said sullenly, dodging his hand. She had thought she would resolve the issue rationally, but Jiang Jiaoming's apology and attempts to appease her made her heart ache, and she turned her face away, not wanting to see him.
Jiang Jiaoming: "Why?"
There's no reason why.
“Look,” Jiang Jiaoming chuckled, “he’s talking to me again, isn’t he?”
"Jiang Jiaoming, the way you spoke to me hurt me deeply, you know that?"
Jiang Jiaoming: "But you keep pushing me away, what am I supposed to do?"
"I didn't push you away. You have to consider the situation when you do things, right? ... Forget it, if we keep talking, we'll just start arguing."
“Don’t forget about it,” Jiang Jiaoming poked her lip. “I told you, I will change it little by little, but very slowly. As long as you don’t abandon me, I will try my best to change the parts you don’t like.”
Jiang Jiaoming stared at him quietly, his heart skipping a beat.
In fact, his insecurities stemmed from his family. His mother died early, and his father was strict and lacked care for him, which led to his emotional insecurity. When he met Liang Kongxiang, he was like a long-hunger, wounded wolf, wanting to devour her love endlessly.
Once they sense even the slightest danger, they become agitated, speak recklessly, and ultimately both sides suffer.
He didn't want to experience the pain of breaking up with Liang Kongxiang again, so he would never let go of her hand again, and he wouldn't allow himself to leave her for more than three minutes when both of them were emotional, lest things get out of control.
He had just left the house when he stood at the door, opened his phone's notes app, and typed out "The Rules of Dating with Liang Kongxiang." 1. Never speak harshly to your wife.
There is no perfect match in the world, no perfect love that exists for someone else; there is only love where people love each other and compromise and adapt to one another.
Jiang Jiaoming was a slow learner in love, but he was willing to be a diligent student for Liang Kongxiang. He would make a mark on the sharp corner after each setback, hoping that one day he would find the way out and get the perfect score Liang Kongxiang gave him.
Liang Kongxiang's cell phone rang, and the caller was none other than Chen Yun.
She glanced at Jiang Jiaoming, who was still squatting in front of her, and patted his wrist. "Isn't it numb from squatting for so long? Come sit down." Then she answered the call.
"Hello? Kong Xiang?" Chen Yun asked, "Are you having dinner with Director Wang and the others tonight?"
Tonight?
"Hmm, is something the matter?" Chen Yun had a vague idea of what was going on.
The room was so quiet that even though the phone wasn't on speakerphone, Jiang Jiaoming could still hear what Chen Yun was saying.
Liang Kongxiang didn't shy away from Jiang Jiaoming's words: "Sister Chen, I'll talk to Director Wang again tomorrow when we officially begin the reading session. Thank you for your hard work."
“…Okay.” Chen Yun was silent for a few seconds before replying. She opened her mouth as if to say something but then closed it and hung up the phone.
Liang Kongxiang put her phone aside, closed the suitcase on the ground, stood it up, and pushed it into a corner.
Jiang Jiaoming followed her gaze from the doorway to the inside of the room and asked, "Why aren't you going to eat?"
"Because I need to appease my boyfriend."
As Liang Kongxiang spoke, she drew the curtains, and the room instantly became somewhat dark, with only faint shadows visible.
Jiang Jiaoming could only tell that she was approaching him by the sound of her footsteps, and then a soft and fragrant body sat on his lap.
Liang Kongxiang wrapped her arms around his neck and gently kissed his lips: "As a reward for not avoiding the question. Shall we play that game we talked about in the elevator now?"
In fact, he was already feeling incredibly happy the moment Liang Kongxiang said the words "to coax her boyfriend".
As for the reward?
Jiang Jiaoming reached in, gently lifting the white, smooth lump with his index finger. "This is what you call a reward, understand?"
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The author's note: Actually, if a breakup is due to personality differences, the conflicts won't disappear just because of a simple "get back together," nor will they be completely resolved by solving a particular person or issue. There will still be time for them to adjust to each other. Jiang Jiaoming's "The Rules of Love with Liang Kongxiang" will continue to be updated. Later, he'll gradually shift from summarizing during a cold war to actively reflecting and summarizing, and then arrogantly ask Kongxiang for a reward, hahaha. Because he's such a playful person, many of his methods are so outrageous that Kongxiang is afraid to even listen, so Mr. Jiang always goes to great lengths to lure Kongxiang into it, hahaha.
Because I'm not sure if what I write later will be too long, I'll stop here. Please come on time tomorrow.
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