Chapter 53: Tooth Fever
The four of them ate for a long time, until the food was cold. Everyone had a round belly, but they were still sitting at the table.
Everyone was fascinated by Jiang Shen's stories, which were either interesting or touching.
They started eating at 6:30, chatting as they ate, and before they knew it, it was nine o'clock in the evening. The background music of the Spring Festival Gala blended into their conversation.
"Xiao Shen, you should work harder and get on the Spring Festival Gala as well." Ms. Miao happened to catch a glimpse of a male actor singing on TV and turned to Jiang Shen and said.
Ms. Miao does not understand the entertainment industry, and she doesn’t know much about the entertainment industry in Korea.
She doesn't know what it means to be able to go on a world tour and perform in stadiums with full houses
But she knew that those who could perform on the Spring Festival Gala must be extraordinary people in all aspects.
She added: "You need to take good care of your body so that you have the energy to jump around on it."
She did not forget that her nephew had told her that Jiang Shen was sick and had been on leave to rest during this period, and asked her to take care of him.
Although she couldn't tell what was wrong with the person and it was not easy for her to ask directly what the illness was, she knew that he was sick after all.
Ren Fenghe nodded in agreement.
Which Chinese Green Card fan doesn’t want to have more domestic resources, whether it’s advertising or variety shows, the more the better! A performance with such great influence as the Spring Festival Gala is what we long for!
Damn the company that always dumps oil! She refused to attend the fashion show invitation, and even though she had time for domestic invitations, she always made excuses saying that it conflicted with team activities!
Ren Fenghe had already cursed the company countless times, wishing he could curse it to pieces.
Jiang Shen saw that she was nodding seriously and said with a smile: "You nod, do you know what it means?"
Ren Fenghe said confidently: "I know quite a few brothers and sisters on TV. It would be great if you could be on the same stage with them!"
Jiang Shen's smile faded a little, and he said, "I will try my best."
Try to defeat your inner demons, overcome panic disorder, and get back on track.
Jiang Shen and Ren Fenghe stayed for a while longer and cleaned up the table and the food together. Ren Fenghe took a bath at Ms. Miao's house.
After washing clean and smelling fragrant, Ren Fenghe put on the clothes she had worn all day and went home with Jiang Shen.
Ren Fenghe, who hadn't taken a nap all day, fell asleep due to exhaustion shortly after getting in the car.
The road was clear all the way and I soon returned home.
Jiang Shen gently carried her out of the car, sent her back to the room, let her lie down, and then walked back into the room that he had cleaned up in the afternoon.
He took out his cell phone, turned on the live broadcast of the Song Festival, and once again picked up the yellowed papers that had been put away for a long time.
Sheets of paper sprayed with different perfumes were filled with line after line of words.
It turned out to be a letter.
These letters contain either thoughts or encouragement, with deep, unrequited love spread across the different handwritings.
To ignore those beautiful voices because of those harsh voices is so unfair not only to himself but also to the fans who will stand behind him no matter what.
He looked at the letter in his hand again, and the live broadcast happened to be given to his teammates.
The beautiful moments overwhelm the dark and gloomy past.
When he wrote the song "With Me", he longed for someone to trust him and support him unconditionally.
When he peeled off the layer of darkness that covered his heart and eyes, he finally realized that there were countless people who trusted him and supported him unconditionally.
Waiting for him to come back unconditionally and patiently.
He closed the letters gently and put them back into the box.
He was also using tape to fix the hole in his heart that had caused all his confidence and courage to drain away.
He wants to blow air into the balloon again.
"Can I come in?"
A small, sleepy voice came from outside the slightly open door.
Jiang Shen turned off the live broadcast on his mobile phone and opened the door.
Ren Fenghe, who was still wearing the clothes he wore when he went out, yawned and stood at the door with sleepy eyes. When he saw him open the door, he raised his head and looked at him.
Jiang Shen squatted down and asked softly, "Of course, did the sound of my phone wake you up?"
Ren Fenghe shook his head, rubbed his eyes and said, "No, I don't want to sleep. I accidentally fell asleep just now, and the sound of fireworks woke me up."
She wanted to hold on until the new year, but accidentally fell asleep in Jiang Shen's car. Fortunately, someone in the community set off fireworks, and the continuous sound of fireworks woke her up from her dream.
Jiang Shen moved aside and said, "Come in."
"I know you've always been curious about what's in this room," he added.
Ren Fenghe suddenly came to his senses, blinked, and pretended to be calm and didn't say anything.
Jiang Shen smiled and smoothed her messy hair: "Don't you often stare at this door?"
Every time he teased her or deliberately made her angry, she would stare at the door angrily, as if she was ready to hammer it down and grab the things inside at any time.
"There's nothing valuable in there." He naturally took Ren Fenghe's hand, and suddenly seemed to realize something, looking at her thoughtfully, "Have you grown taller?"
When I held her hand before, she would raise her hands high, but now, she raises her arms lower.
It had only been a few months since he took her home, and she had grown so much taller. Jiang Shen couldn't help but sigh that children really change every day.
Ren Fenghe didn't care about this topic. She finally stepped into this mysterious room, opened her eyes wide and looked around, trying to find some clues.
She had always thought that in this room that was locked all day long, there was evidence of Jiang Shen's forgotten past promises and ambitions, but after seeing the things in the storage box that had not been closed yet, she stopped in a daze.
"What's in there?" she couldn't help asking.
In fact, she knew the answer.
Her excellent eyesight allowed her to see the envelopes clearly in the storage box.
The envelopes were arranged vertically, each one more beautiful than the last.
These are letters written by fans to Jiang Shen.
During the period when the pursuit of private interests intensified, the company issued an order prohibiting fans from sending gifts, and sending letters was also prohibited.
Except for offline signings and offline encounters, there is a chance that fan letters will be delivered to them, but there is no other opportunity to deliver letters in person.
Jiang Shen sorted and packed up all the letters he had received before and stored them in this room, but he locked the door for fear that the envelopes would be damaged.
When he first came here, Ren Fenghe was often overwhelmed by the feeling of betrayal.
This feeling of betrayal was because she never thought that Jiang Shen, who truly loved his fans, would do something to betray his fans.
Now, after reading these letters, she was once again convinced that Jiang Shen, who valued and cherished his fans so much, would never forget the way he came.
But why does Zhang Tuanyuan exist?
Zhang Tuanyuan is the source of all Ren Fenghe's contradictory thoughts.
She could only subconsciously not think about it too much or pursue it.
"What are these?" Ren Fenghe did not forget to pretend to be curious, but his words always sounded like mumblings.
Jiang Shen sat down on the spot and unfolded a letter to show Ren Fenghe.
“Letters from my fans,” he said.
Ren Fenghe looked at the intact letter without any moisture on it, and the words "Are you really Zhang Tuanyuan's father?" came to his lips again.
She swallowed the words on the tip of her tongue and focused her attention on the letter she was showing Jiang Shen.
Letters after letters, feelings after feelings, all of the girl's thoughts are hidden in them.
"I've been under so much pressure studying lately. No matter how hard I prepare for the exams, my grades aren't as good as I expected. Am I really stupid? I really want to cry, but every time I want to give up, I think of how hard you worked as trainees and how you persevered, and I cheer myself up again."
"Mom and Dad always quarrel, it's so annoying and tiring. I wish I would never grow up. The older I get, the more troubles I have. Fortunately, every sad night, your songs comfort and encourage me."
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Jiang Shen did not read to Ren Fenghe, but just unfolded a few letters to show her what was inside. Ren Fenghe read the contents quickly and her nose felt sore as she read.
These fans are not her, but they are also her.
Like them, she draws strength from them and is saved from the brink of the cliff by them time and time again.
Jiang Shen was stunned, looking at her red eyes and nose, "What, what happened?"
"Do you understand what it says?"
Jiang Shen turned the letter over and faced it towards himself. No matter how he thought about it, he felt that Yuanyuan would not be able to understand it.
Ren Fenghe shook his head and said, "No."
After she finished speaking, she bit her lower lip, trying hard to hold back her tears, and her uncontrollable sobbing made her make a slightly broken sound.
"But when I saw these papers, I knew that many people were waiting for you to come back."
"Will you get better?"
She immediately wiped away the tears that were streaming down her face as she spoke, and sobbed, "I don't want you to get sick."
Jiang Shen was even more stunned. Looking at Ren Fenghe who didn't want to cry but couldn't control herself, he sighed softly and wiped away her tears with his sleeve.
"I will try my best to get better. How about we verify together whether my illness has improved?" Jiang Shen looked at Ren Fenghe intently.
Ren Fenghe looked at him with tears in her eyes. His facial features became blurred through the tears. She asked, "How do I verify it?"
Jiang Shen thought about it, put the letter away, and stretched out his arms towards Ren Fenghe.
Ren Fenghe didn't understand and looked at him in confusion. She blinked and the last tears flowed down again, making Jiang Shen laugh.
"Don't laugh at me!" Ren Fenghe grumbled in dissatisfaction.
"I'm not laughing at you. I just wanted to laugh a few times." Jiang Shen explained in a far-fetched way.
Seeing that Ren Fenghe was still in a bad mood, he joked, "Well, my teeth are hot, and I wanted to let them get some fresh air, so I smiled."
What an outrageous reason.
Ren Fenghe burst into laughter, and he looked so embarrassed as he cried and laughed at the same time.
Jiang Shen still had his arms outstretched. Seeing that his joke had worked, he shook his arms and said, "Come on."
Ren Fenghe wanted to know how he would verify it. After hesitating for a moment, she walked into his arms and let him hold her.
Jiang Shen, who picked him up, took out the mobile phone from his pocket, checked the time, walked back to the entrance, and put on the mask placed there.
At this time, Ren Fenghe discovered something strange.
Jiang Shen was still wearing a hat.
Jiang Shen usually wears a hat when he goes out to cover his face. Usually, when he gets home, he will take off his hat, mask and other things as soon as possible.
She hadn't thought of this just now, but now that she went out again, she realized that he hadn't taken off his hat.
Thinking about it more carefully, it seems that Jiang Shen has been wearing this hat since he arrived at Ms. Miao's house in the afternoon.
Ren Fenghe suddenly asked, "Didn't you wash your hair yesterday? Why are you wearing a hat?"
Jiang Shen, who was wearing a mask with one hand, was stunned. He quickly continued his previous action, put on the mask, and stammered, "It's a bit cold."
Ren Fenghe narrowed his eyes, feeling a little strange.
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