Chapter 31 A love that lasts forever, an eternal love…
The person handing over the room key quickly left, feeling snubbed.
When Chen Jizhou was drinking his third cup, another girl came up next to him.
Yan Yuqing approached him with a QR code on her phone, but he didn't even glance at her. His gaze remained fixed on the band wrapping up their performance on stage. At the same time, he casually waved slightly to the person next to him, as if he were used to this kind of flirting and responded with a familiar and practiced rejection.
Yan Yuqing froze for a second... No, at least take a look at what she looks like!
She should have left dejectedly, but instead, she was slightly struck by the stunning appearance before her. The man's unique charm was like a hook with abundant bait, cast straight into a fishpond where demand far exceeded supply.
In those ten dazed seconds, she almost lost all social manners, staring intently at the person in front of her for a long time.
I won't leave, I can't bear to leave, even if I'm rejected.
Yan Yuqing sat down on the high stool and immediately used her signature move: "Handsome, would you like your palm read?"
Chen Jizhou then gave her a dismissive glance.
Turns out he was a charlatan.
He was about to say no, but as he looked over her shoulder, he saw a gaze from the corner. Even though he only caught it out of the corner of his eye, before he could look away, the gaze that was observing him immediately lowered in a panic.
Chen Jizhou's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't show his feelings on his face.
He put down his glass and asked, "Can you?"
Yan Yuqing smiled and said, "We just opened, so I'm looking for someone to practice with. I won't charge you, okay?"
Chen Jizhou handed over his hand.
She immediately said, "Wow, you've lived quite a long time."
He chuckled softly, in a very low, breathy voice.
Yan Yuqing cleared her throat and, to appear professional, changed her words to "Longevity, longevity."
Next, let's look at: "His career is also going well, and things have been going smoothly all along."
She lowered her head and focused on her research, remaining quiet for a moment.
Chen Jizhou asked, "Is there anything else?"
I will get married before I turn 30.
He smiled slightly, but didn't laugh out loud; it was a polite smile meant to match hers. He nodded and said, "Okay."
Yan Yuqing saw the skepticism in his eyes about her childish tricks. She raised her head and said, "What do you mean? You don't believe me?"
He nodded again: "I believe you."
That's incredibly perfunctory.
How can a very friendly smile possibly convey the words "I don't believe you for a second"?
This is so discouraging!
He might as well have scolded her.
Yan Yuqing said, "No matter how handsome someone is, they can't ruin my reputation as a psychic. I'm a spiritual medium."
Before the two could exchange more than a few words, a man carrying car keys came over, put his arm around Chen Jizhou's shoulder, and whispered something to him on the other side.
This is the person he's been waiting for.
The two of them probably had something to do, because they went up to the second floor together.
The second floor is not open to the public and looks like the bar manager's private meeting area.
When Yan Yuqing returned, Jiang Meng looked at her with an expression of anticipation, and the first thing she said was, "He was questioned. He said he has no plans to get married. He's actually a staunch non-marriage advocate. Isn't that a waste of his genes?"
Jiang Meng raised her eyebrows: "You read his palm?"
Yan Yuqing was still pondering, "No, I couldn't have misjudged him. He's definitely not against marriage; he's just lying to me."
Jiang Meng laughed: "All handsome guys are like that, they talk nonsense."
Yan Yuqing then looked at Jiang Meng, "And he has a child. I haven't told him, because I'm afraid he'll call the police and arrest me on the street."
Jiang Meng: "You have a child? Really?"
"yes."
"several?"
"one."
Yan Yuqing is quite accurate at reading palms.
She had analyzed Jiang Meng's career before, and her predictions were quite accurate. Therefore, Jiang Meng never doubted her ability to make brilliant calculations.
Jiang Meng continued gossiping: "Daughter or son?"
"I can't tell."
Yan Yuqing recalled the man's behavior just now: "He was quite friendly, but he seemed hard to flirt with. He probably has a wild streak in his bones and is not easy to handle, like a veteran in social situations—oh right, I saw his ring clearly, a Graff Möbius strip, and he also has a tattoo on his ring finger, on the inside, but I can't tell what it is."
There was a lot of information, and Jiang Meng couldn't grasp the key points at once.
Yan Yuqing was already tapping away on her phone, searching: "Wearing the middle finger, what does that mean? Are they engaged?"
"Based on my feelings towards him—"
Halfway through her speech, Jiang Meng changed the word "understand" to "judge," and said with certainty, "Based on my judgment of him, he wore it casually."
Chen Jizhou is not the kind of person who is particular about which finger to wear which ring on.
Jiang Meng was a little confused. She only relaxed a little after Chen Jizhou disappeared from her sight. Both her posture and mindset changed. Seeing that her friend next to her was extremely interested in him, she couldn't help but say to Yan Yuqing, "Don't try to date him."
"how?"
Jiang Meng blurted out, "He...he's my ex-boyfriend." After she finished speaking, she bit the rim of her cup awkwardly.
Yan Yuqing's mouth dropped open: "Then why didn't you say so just now?!"
Jiang Meng felt a little guilty: "Well, I also wanted to know how he's been doing lately, so I asked you to ask him."
The beautiful woman showed just a hint of coquettishness and vulnerability, and the people around her were at a loss. Yan Yuqing glanced at her suspiciously, then decided to let her off the hook.
Afraid of being exposed for her lie, and also afraid that she would continue to ask a barrage of questions, Jiang Meng quickly changed the subject: "Hey, you don't seem to have ever told me whether I have children or not?"
Yan Yuqing: "You asked me to look at the career path, but you didn't ask me to look at the children's path."
Jiang Meng smiled and held out her hand: "Let me see it now."
"Hold your hand."
Jiang Meng did as instructed.
Yan Yuqing glanced at it and said with certainty, "One daughter."
"...You can really see through me? Then why couldn't you see through him?"
"The light is too dim, I can't see the depth clearly, I can only see the general direction." Yan Yuqing looked at Jiang Meng with a doubtful expression, "You're not going to be unmarried and childless, are you?"
"I can't, I can't."
Jiang Meng immediately gave her two thumbs up and soothed her emotional appeal with a flattering smile: "I firmly support your status as a shaman!"
Yan Yuqing was indeed less angry and revealed a smug expression: "You really know how capable I am, you have good taste."
As she left, she was still seething with resentment: "You ask your ex-boyfriend when he's coming next time. I want to see if he'll have a son or a daughter."
Yan Yuqing's competitive spirit kicked in, and her eyes no longer held any desire to understand the handsome man; instead, they were filled with anger at "Why does he have the right to question me?"
Jiang Meng almost laughed.
As she left the store, she glanced at the staircase Chen Jizhou had gone up, and it seemed he wouldn't be coming down anytime soon.
She looked away, overwhelmed with mixed emotions.
Jiang Meng had a little alcohol today and wasn't sure if it exceeded the limit. Just in case, she planned to let Yan Yuqing, who had only drunk juice, drive the car. However, Yan Yuqing's driving skills were worse, so Jiang Meng had to move the car out of the congested lane first.
Yunzhou has a vibrant nightlife, and this area is frequented by many young people. With cars packed together and nowhere to park, Jiang Meng had no choice but to temporarily park in the adjacent lane. She had spent a long time looking for a parking space on her way here, and finally managed to squeeze into one.
When she returned, she found a Panamera parked in front of her car.
"Why is there a Porsche?" Jiang Meng frowned in embarrassment.
"What's wrong with Porsche?"
"I usually only park the cars that I can afford to crash."
"..."
She sat in the driver's seat, tossed her bag aside, and leaned out to say to Yan Yuqing, "Can you keep an eye on this for me?"
"I'm watching."
At times like this, Jiang Meng is deeply troubled by how difficult it is to drive large vehicles; parallel parking is already a major headache for her.
Behind me came commands like "Turn left," "Kill them," "Get out," and "Take a little position."
However, the more nervous you are, the more mistakes you make; what you fear most often comes to pass.
Hearing a loud bang and Yan Yuqing's words, "Oops, I bumped my butt," Jiang Meng closed her eyes in despair.
Ten seconds later, she pushed open the door and got out of the car.
Jiang Meng looked at the scratched area. Fortunately, it wasn't too serious; only some paint had come off.
The other party did not leave their contact information in the car. Between settling privately and going through insurance, Jiang Meng chose to leave her phone number.
As she held the paper in front of the windshield, she glanced down and saw it was an old license plate from Yunzhou. A thought flashed through Jiang Meng's mind: it wasn't Chen Jizhou's car.
No one called the phone number I left until late at night.
Jiang Meng returned to her apartment and sent Ye Zhaoxu a message: "I saw Chen Jizhou. What's he doing in Yunzhou?"
Ye Zhaoxu: "You saw him? Didn't you go say hello?"
Jiang Meng: "He left in a hurry, maybe something happened and he didn't have time to go."
Ye Zhaoxu: "Oh, he runs a company over there."
Jiang Meng: "What are you doing?"
Ye Zhaoxu: "It seems to be a game forum."
Jiang Meng was quite surprised: "Didn't you go back to inherit the family business?"
Ye Zhaoxu: "With his personality, how could he possibly settle down to living on such a small plot of land at home?"
Ye Zhaoxu sent another long voice message saying, "He looks down on his father's little business, saying that foreign trade is not doing well now, how can he live in a sunset industry? He made some money and went to start his own business there. He said that his father is in a sunset industry, which made Old Chen so angry that he couldn't control him at all. But I don't think it's a big deal. Zhouzhou has always been the most lively among you since he was a child. I worry about no one but him."
Ye Zhaoxu's words were tinged with laughter, and Jiang Meng couldn't help but laugh along.
Yes, Chen Jizhou is a man of strong will; he's a general who wants to conquer the world himself. Nothing is more important than taking control of his own life and living the life he wants.
She could almost picture Chen Jizhou arguing with his father, his nonchalant yet articulate expression, and his father's exasperated yet helpless expression.
Ye Zhaoxu added, "So, the most important thing for a man is his ability. Those who know how to choose will choose a son, while those who don't will choose a family fortune."
It's started again, it's started again, it's started again.
Jiang Meng: "Could your transition be any more abrupt?"
Ye Zhaoxu: "Sure, I think Zhouzhou is pretty good. If he's still single, you two can live together. Mom supports that."
"………………"
Jiang Meng remained speechless for a full five minutes.
However, she no longer reacts so strongly to such matchmaking.
Jiang Meng buried her head under the covers, and only when it was late at night did she reveal her most troubling thought: "I'm afraid he's still angry with me."
Ye Zhaoxu: "No, why be angry? You and that Fang guy have been together for so many years, he won't mind."
Jiang Meng: "You know him so well?"
Ye Zhaoxu: "I watched you all grow up, so of course I understand him."
Since Jiang Su left home, Jiang Meng has become much closer to Ye Zhaoxu. In the past, she was always dominated by her mother's controlling nature and refused to communicate with her. However, after going to university, Jiang Meng's life became much more relaxed. She would tell her mother about everything that happened at school, whether it was troubles or love.
Indeed, many, many years have passed.
Even his mother had forgotten Fang Yuze's full name.
Jiang Meng checked Chen Jizhou's WeChat Moments again, but it was empty.
Should we talk to him for a bit?
Long time no see! I saw you today. How have you been?
How embarrassing.
Jiang Meng rolled from the left side of the bed to the right side.
In her anxiety, she opened Instagram and found that Ark had uploaded another video.
Jiang Meng left him a comment yesterday: "I want to hear Hotel California."
She didn't expect him to see it, because her comment quickly sank into a jumble of foreign texts.
And he probably doesn't read the comments.
People have been requesting songs all along, but Chen Jizhou never pays attention to them. He didn't create this account to please or satisfy anyone; he just wanted to upload his own life.
However, the song he played today was the one she requested, Hotel California.
Jiang Meng stood there in surprise for a moment, then sat up.
Her ID is: inderella0222
Cinderella's English name, plus her birthday.
Did he recognize her?
Is it just a coincidence?
Jiang Meng watched the video from beginning to end.
It's the classic outro solo from Hotel California.
Chen Jizhou's musical skills were already superb; she had always felt that he had musical talent.
With his fingers plucking strings and cranking the tremolo, the entire melody flowed smoothly and naturally. The sound of the electric guitar, under his control, lost the untamed and high-pitched tone of the instrument itself, and gained a touch of lazy comfort.
She closed her eyes and could almost feel the freedom of speeding along Sunset Boulevard.
He was wearing today's gray shirt.
She's wearing today's Graff ring.
The long, slender fingers glide smoothly between the frets, playing with ease.
As the music ended and the screen went black for the last second, a few English characters appeared on the screen: For you.
It was followed by a rose emoji.
Compared to Yan Yuqing's curiosity about which finger to wear which ring on, Jiang Meng was more interested in the meaning of the Möbius strip, and after searching, she found an eight-character answer.
A love that lasts forever, a love that lasts forever.
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