He even thoughtfully prepared a wheelchair for you, fearing that your legs would be broken and you wouldn't be able to move around easily. 022 sighed, "He's really... I'm crying my eyes out."
[……] Jiang Rong said: [If you can’t speak, you don’t have to. I won’t treat you as a mute.]
She took a deep breath, closed the trunk, tactfully opened the passenger door and got in, saying, "Thank you, Instructor Shang, but I won't be able to use you for the time being."
Shang Shaoheng smiled and said, "Don't worry, it will be useful soon."
Jiang Rong: “…”
"And." Shang Shaoheng looked at her sideways and said calmly, "Now, what kind of instructor am I to you?"
Jiang Rong: "You don't let me call you brother-in-law."
She paused, then suddenly leaned closer: "I suddenly remembered that Miss Xia Qing called you Brother Shao Heng... Do you like others calling you brother?"
Shang Shaoheng pushed her head away expressionlessly: "I have no interest in being someone's brother."
Jiang Rong curled his lips, crossed his arms and said, "Why are you so difficult to please?"
Shang Shaoheng started the car and drove out of Jinghai District. At this moment, the lights were dazzling, and everywhere was filled with the glittering fireworks of the world. The traffic was endless, and the scenery was passing by. Jiang Rong asked cautiously, "Where are we going?"
Shang Shaoheng said casually: "Just now I suddenly felt that I shouldn't break your leg."
"Right, right, I'm really not suitable for a wheelchair..."
Shang Shaoheng looked at her and smiled: "So I have decided to kill the person and dispose of the body."
Jiang Rong: “…”
The Qiuling River outside Yancheng has a slow flow. In the past, there were sightseeing cruise ships. Now, in order to protect the ecological environment, the development of related industries has been banned. Therefore, at night, only a few scattered lights can be seen on the Qiuling River.
Shang Shaoheng's car was parked by the Qiuling River. The wind was very strong on the mudflats. Jiang Rong wrapped himself tightly but still felt cold. Seeing Shang Shaoheng walking briskly in a windbreaker and not feeling cold at all, he tugged at his sleeve.
Shang Shaoheng turned to look at her: "What's wrong?"
Jiang Rong: "I'm so cold."
Shang Shaoheng: "Bear with it."
Jiang Rong: “…”
"Are you planning on drowning me in the river?" Jiang Rong said, "I don't really like dying in the water. The creatures in the water will eat my body and make it look nasty. It's too ugly."
Shang Shaoheng said: "Did I say you can choose?"
"……No."
The long wind blowing from the river surface blew up Jiang Rong's long black hair, making her face look even whiter. Her lips, which were always as red as rose petals, became much lighter. She must be really cold.
Shang Shaoheng took off his coat and wrapped it around her, saying, "Don't make any more unreasonable demands."
Jiang Rong was stunned.
In fact, she just wanted to find fault with Shang Shaoheng, and she never thought that Shang Shaoheng, a bastard who made a girl sleep on the floor, would really take off his clothes for her.
But the windbreaker on my body still carries the body temperature of another person, and it is very warm.
Jiang Rong was not petite to begin with, but Shang Shaoheng was too tall. His clothes wrapped around Jiang Rong were like a blanket, warm and comfortable, which made Jiang Rong feel more comfortable when she saw his back walking in the cold wind.
Shang Shaoheng didn't stop until he reached the water's edge.
Jiang Rong: “?!”
Knock, this bastard wouldn't really intend to push her into the Qiuling River to feed the fish, would he?
Jiang Rong was in doubt. Shang Shaoheng raised his chin slightly and said, "Look there."
Jiang Rong looked up and saw a sky lantern slowly rising from the water. The orange light seemed particularly warm in the cold night.
The second, third, fourth, fifth... countless sky lanterns rose from the water, swaying up into the night sky, illuminating the small mudflat where they were.
Jiang Rong was stunned.
The lights all over the sky are really shocking.
After a long moment, she looked at Shang Shaoheng and pursed her lips: "...What is this?"
"Longevity lanterns," Shang Shaoheng said, "It's a custom in my mother's hometown. Every birthday, the family will light a longevity lantern to pray for their favorite child. According to legend, the lantern can fly up to the sky with wishes, allowing the gods to see it."
Jiang Rong nodded, "Is it your birthday today too?"
"..." Shang Shaoheng said with a forced smile: "Guess."
Jiang Rong: “.”
Jiang Rong said doubtfully, "These longevity lamps...are they for me?"
"It was my mother's idea." Shang Shaoheng said coldly, "You can't light a long-life lantern after you turn twenty. She asked me to light the lantern for you."
Jiang Rong was very surprised.
Cui Congshuang actually cares about her so much?
"What's written on these lights?" Jiang Rong asked softly.
"You'll know if you see it yourself." Shang Shaoheng said.
It happened that the lights were blown over by the wind. Shang Shaoheng reached out to stop one and put it in Jiang Rong's hand.
His fingertips seemed a little cold, and before Jiang Rong could confirm his feelings, he had already withdrawn his hand.
Jiang Rong looked carefully at the words on the longevity lamp: peace, joy, and long life.
At the bottom, her name was written.
The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, with iron-like strokes and silver-like hooks. It doesn't look like it was written by a gentle and elegant person like Cui Congshuang.
Jiang Rong raised his eyes: "Did you write this?"
Shang Shaoheng didn't say anything.
Jiang Rong: "...So many, were they all written by you?"
Shang Shaoheng looked at her like she was an idiot and said sarcastically, "What's going on in your head? You only wrote this one, and you were just lucky enough to get it."
Jiang Rong breathed a sigh of relief.
If Shang Shaoheng really prayed for her in person on hundreds of sky lanterns, she would definitely be so scared that she couldn't sleep at night.
Jiang Rong smiled as he slowly released the longevity lamp, his eyes following it as it ascended into the sky.
She actually smiled often, but those smiles were mostly full of sarcasm, disdain, and hypocrisy. It was the first time that Shang Shaoheng saw her smile so softly and defenselessly.
It looks like a passion flower slowly blooming in the night. Unfortunately, there is no one who loves flowers to see this beautiful scene.
"Thank you." Jiang Rong said, "I was actually not in a good mood today, but I feel much better now."
After a pause, she said, "It's never been this good."
Shang Shaoheng: "Are you so easily satisfied?"
"If a person has lived for more than ten years and has never gained anything good, then things that others discard like rags will also be good in her eyes."
Jiang Rong's voice was very soft, like he was mumbling to himself, and Shang Shaoheng didn't hear it clearly: "What?"
"Nothing." Jiang Rong smiled and said nothing more.
The river is surging, rushing eastward. In the distance, the city is bustling with lights and wine, but here it is so quiet that only the sound of each other's breathing can be heard.
"Shang Shaoheng." Jiang Rong suddenly turned and looked into Shang Shaoheng's eyes. "Can you say happy birthday to me?"
"My nineteenth birthday is coming soon, but no one has said happy birthday to me today."
Shang Shaoheng originally wanted to ask why I should satisfy you, but at this moment the reflections of the brilliant lights in the sky fell into her eyes, which was so beautiful that it was beyond words.
He reached out and hugged Jiang Rong, patted her on the back, and said in a deep voice: "Happy birthday, Jiang Rong."
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