Chapter 12 Chapter 12 People can’t go against money. …
Jiang’s first love was a man.
Qiao Yu smiled awkwardly.
Zhou Shuhe was quite calm: "You don't remember anything about yesterday?"
Qiao Yu urgently searched his memory, but came up blank: "What happened?"
"Nothing." Zhou Shuhe lay down on the bed and stretched comfortably. "He just held on to my collar and wouldn't let go."
Qiao Yu was stunned for a moment, then broke down silently.
"He just held it for you, tsk, he didn't straighten up for a long time."
Qiao Yu couldn't stand it anymore, so he zipped up his schoolbag and went to bed to sleep.
Zhou Shuhe obviously hadn't had enough of gossip. He turned sideways to face Qiao Yu's bed and said, "You two broke up because you live in different places, right? Did you really break up?"
After a brief silence, Qiao Yu's voice was muffled under the quilt: "What's true or false about this?"
Zhou Shuhe said: "There is a big difference between separating and breaking up."
Qiao Yu was silent for a moment, then said, "We broke up."
Zhou Shuhe asked: "Really?"
But there was no response.
In the next few days, Qiao Yu would receive messages from Jiang Mian at fixed times.
The other party is like a electronic pet, reporting his itinerary whenever he has time.
Wake up, eat, and sleep.
Later, he would make a special little expression to suit the situation, but Qiao Yu just ignored it.
The weekend soon arrived, and the electronic pet on the other end of the phone refreshed the content and asked Qiao Yu if she was free on Saturday morning. Luo Hao would drive over at 8 o'clock to pick up grandma to go to the hospital.
Qiao Yu received the message at noon and did not reply until the evening.
When he got home, he chatted with his grandma, and they were talking about different things.
He should refuse, but he was worried about his grandma.
Just when he was feeling upset, Ji Zhongyuan knocked on his door holding a big bowl of dumplings.
"Pork and mushroom. My mom said you like it."
Qiao Yu was flattered. She took the bowl with both hands and turned to take it to the kitchen: "Thank you, Auntie. Auntie has made delicious food again."
"She can't stay idle," Ji Zhongyuan said as he went to the bedroom, "Grandma, are you ready for bed?"
Qiao Yu had eaten two buns at school in the evening. Now he was half hungry. This bowl of dumplings came at a very timely moment. Just after going through the kitchen once, two were gone.
Qiao Yu's cheeks puffed up as he brought the bowl to the bedside: "Grandma, do you want to eat?"
Grandma shook her head: "I'm not hungry, you eat more."
Ji Zhongyuan smiled and said, "I'm worried that you won't have enough to eat."
Qiao Yu also knew this and laughed along: "She has already brushed her teeth, so if she doesn't want to eat, then don't eat."
After eating a bowl of dumplings, Qiao Yu felt warm all over.
He washed the bowl, put some dates in it and returned it to Ji Zhongyuan.
Ji Zhongyuan took one and threw it into his mouth, then leaned against the kitchen door: "Are you free tomorrow? Take our grandma to the hospital."
Qiao Yu was shocked: "How did you know?"
Ji Zhongyuan slowed down his chewing: "What do I know?"
The two were not on the same channel.
As soon as Ji Zhongyuan's confused look appeared, Qiao Yu knew that she had said too much.
Of course, Ji Zhongyuan also knew about it and advised him to confess and get leniency.
There's no way, this matter can't be bluffed away.
By the small window in the living room, Qiao Yu stammered and shook Jiang Mian out.
"Are you planning to go?" Ji Zhongyuan leaned on the low table beside the bed and continued to eat his dates.
Qiao Yu hadn't thought it through to begin with, and being asked this question made her even more confused: "I don't know, I'm thinking about it too."
Ji Zhongyuan changed the question: "Did you reject him?"
Qiao Yu pursed her lips and said nothing, but it was equivalent to answering.
Ji Zhongyuan sighed: "Xiaoyu, are you still——"
"No!" Compared to the previous two questions, Qiao Yu answered very straightforwardly, "I don't have one."
Ji Zhongyuan looked at Qiao Yu, sighed, and didn't dwell on it too much.
"But do you still want to be associated with him?"
"I don't want this to happen either," Qiao Yu looked out the window, her fingers curled in her palms, "but grandma's illness... Jiang Mian can give her better treatment."
Ji Zhongyuan said: "You can too."
"I can't," Qiao Yu shook her head. "Even if I had that much money, I couldn't find a way. But Jiang Mian can. He is not from the same class as us now."
Although Qiao Yu has not graduated yet, he has been in society for several years.
He sees some things more clearly than anyone else, and is more realistic than anyone else. Jiang Mian is rich and powerful, so what he provides is definitely the best.
"Do you still believe him?" Ji Zhongyuan asked.
"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not," Qiao Yu's eyes were straight, "Just treat grandma's illness."
Now that Jiang Mian is willing to treat grandma, he will do it.
If he doesn't want to do it anymore in the future, he will leave.
It's not like we haven't been there before, we have all gained experience.
"Do you think the Jiang family will just let it go?"
"Then let's go," Qiao Yu lowered her eyes and scratched the edge of the wall with her fingertips. "Anyway, they just want me to stay away from Jiang Mian. Maybe they can throw some money in my face and say, 'I'll give you a million to leave my son', like that?"
He thought he had told a joke, but when he looked up at Ji Zhongyuan, he found that he was the only one laughing.
This was somewhat embarrassing. Qiao Yu pursed her lips and regained her serious expression: "If Jiang Mian can do it for money, why can't I?"
We are all profit-seeking adults, so who is nobler than who?
Ji Zhongyuan failed to persuade Qiao Yu and left with a cold face.
Qiao Yu knew that Ji Zhongyuan would be angry, but there was nothing she could do about it. Ji Zhongyuan will be angry if he has anything to do with Jiang Mian, and he might get even angrier in the future, so it’s better to adapt to it now.
After deciding what to do for tomorrow, Qiao Yu felt more at ease.
He sent an "oh" to Jiang Mian, and when he finished washing up and went to bed, Jiang Mian sent him a message asking him if he had dinner.
Qiao Yu struggled for a long time about whether to reply or ignore.
During this period, Jiang Mian's second message came.
[Jiang Mian: I’m so tired today, and I have to work overtime tomorrow [sad]]
Qiao Yu was quite curious about what class Jiang Mian was taking.
My thoughts started to flow, but soon spread out uncontrollably.
Work is just the tip of the iceberg. Qiao Yu actually wants to know what kind of life Jiang Mian has lived in the past five years.
What he has been through, what he has become.
What is the difference from the past, and what has not changed.
However, these questions only flashed through his mind once before being immediately cut off.
He didn't know any of the answers, nor did he need to know.
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The next day, Luo Hao's car was parked on the side of the road outside the tube building.
He originally planned to pick her up at her home, but Qiao Yu was already waiting there, not giving him a chance to show off.
Aunt Sun went along, firstly to take care of grandma, and secondly to share in the good things.
She has had a bit of a migraine lately, so it would be helpful if she could go to a Chinese medicine clinic and get a couple of acupuncture treatments.
After hearing this, Luo Hao arranged everything properly and there were people to receive him wherever he went.
Grandma had a lot of fun. She and Aunt Sun were like visiting an exhibition hall, eating and drinking along the way.
Qiao Yu followed them. Luo Hao asked him to have a physical examination but he didn't want to go, so he just followed them.
Later, when grandma was tired and played educational games in the house, Qiao Yu went out to get some fresh air.
He found a bench that was exposed to the sun and sat down. The wooden bench was warm from the sun and it wasn't cold when he put his hands on it.
Qiao Yu stretched out his legs, leaned back in the chair, and looked up to feel the warm sunlight.
Having stayed in Huaicheng for more than ten years, he didn't even know there was such a hospital.
The interior is more beautiful than the park, and it is completely invisible from the outside because of the wall.
This is a world that does not belong to him. If it weren't for Jiang Mian, he might never have stepped into the door of this hospital in his life.
So it is indeed good to be rich. It is not only an improvement in material terms, but also a leap in spiritual level.
Jiang Mian can now calculate material mechanics. Who would have believed it five years ago?
Qiao Yu forced a smile and quickly compromised with himself.
If it was him who was approached by the Jiang family back then, he would have left too, right?
Maybe I can't be as resolute as Jiang Mian, but I will definitely not go against money.
People can't go against money.
"call--"
Qiao Yu closed his eyes and exhaled slowly.
If Jiang Mian was right back then, then he is also right now.
People come together because of profit and disperse when the profit is gone. No one is sorry to anyone.
But, I feel so upset.
Maybe he still has some conscience, but it's almost gone.
There were footsteps approaching and Qiao Yu opened his eyes.
Before he could see clearly who was in front of him, the other person sat down next to him.
"Jiang Mian?" Qiao Yu asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"
"I'm back," Jiang Mian said with a smile, "I've been looking for you for a long time, and I'm here basking in the sun."
Jiang Mian wore a khaki windbreaker, and the black turtleneck sweater underneath was tucked in above his Adam's apple, leaving only a little of his neck connected to his jaw exposed.
He held two cups of coffee in his hands and handed one to Qiao Yu.
Qiao Yu retracted his gaze, took the coffee and said thank you.
"You're welcome." Jiang Mian changed the subject. "Are you posting on WeChat Moments? I can't see it."
Qiao Yu held the cup of coffee in both hands and said indifferently: "No."
"Why not?"
“I don’t want to send it.”
He is busy like a dog every day, there is nothing good to be said about.
Qiao Yu lowered his head and took a sip of coffee. It was a little sweet, probably because he put too much sugar in it.
But Qiao Yu likes sweet food, especially something slightly bitter like coffee, so she has to add more sugar to make it drinkable.
Jiang Mian never drank this stuff before, saying that it had a taste of Chinese medicine, but now he can actually drink a few sips. He has really changed a lot.
"How is it?" Jiang Mian asked.
Qiao Yu said perfunctorily: "It's OK."
He had thought about the scene of meeting Jiang Mian again countless times, but none of them was like this.
No questions, no insults.
No frustration or hysteria.
The messy past was covered up by a car accident, and now they were sitting side by side on a bench, drinking coffee and basking in the sun.
Their elbows bumped together from time to time, and they talked about random things as if nothing had happened.
"The weather is very good today." Jiang Mian said.
Qiao Yu raised his head and was blinded by the increasingly warm sunlight.
"Yeah..." He sighed, "very good."
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