Chapter 26: Little White Jiang Le vs. Veteran Jiang Congyue
Jiang Congyue completely conquered Li Yan without much talk. Now Li Yan was looking at her with sparkling eyes, as if he was looking at a god descending to earth.
"Then how did you manage to look like Jiang Le?" Li Yan touched her arm and looked her up and down.
Jiang Congyue stroked his nonexistent beard meaningfully. "Well, it's a long story, so I'll cut to the chase. One day, a Taoist priest saw that I had a connection with the immortals, so he carved a body for me out of ten-thousand-year-old heavenly-grade black wood. He asked what kind of figure I wanted. I suddenly had an idea and took out my phone to show him a picture. I didn't expect him to think I wanted Jiang Le to look like, so I became like this."
Li Yan, who was completely bewildered, was shocked and muttered, "This Taoist priest is a Chinese Michelangelo."
Jiang Congyue didn't expect her to say this, and he almost lost his composure and failed to maintain his mysterious and deity-like appearance.
Then Jiang Congyue said whatever she thought of, and Li Yan believed everything she said, and became more and more excited as he listened.
When Jiang Congyue was about to say that the world would be destroyed in the future and a savior was urgently needed, Jiang Le walked out of the study indifferently.
The two looked at each other at the same time. Jiang Le looked at Li Yan as if he was a fool, but he said to Jiang Congyue, "How dare you lie to her?"
Jiang Congyue blinked, her eyelashes trembling gently like butterfly wings, and her tone was just the right amount of innocence, "I'm telling the truth, don't you believe me, Yanyan?"
Li Yan slammed the table and stood up, protecting Jiang Congyue like an old hen. "Yes! Of course I believe in Aunt Jiang! The future of the world depends on us to save it!"
"..." Jiang Le's mouth twitched, "Haha, idiot."
She really couldn't imagine how a man over thirty could have such stupid ideas.
But if this person is Li Yan, everything seems to make sense and can be explained.
After listening to the story for such a long time, Li Yan felt sleepy again. After all, he had been working non-stop to finish the announcement and was taking a break. The excitement he had just felt faded away, and his energy was almost exhausted.
"I can't do it anymore. I'm so sleepy." She yawned, picked up her suitcase, and went to the guest bedroom on the first floor like a floating soul.
Jiang Congyue looked in the direction of Jiang Le upstairs with a faint smile on his lips.
Jiang Le glanced at her quickly, then quickly looked away and turned back to the study. The sound of the door closing was as light as a falling leaf.
Not long after, Jiang Le was staring at the computer screen anxiously. He knew every word on it, but when they were put together he couldn't understand a single word.
At this moment, the door behind her was gently pushed open. Without looking back, she knew that the person coming was Jiang Congyue.
Suddenly, a warm hand pinched the back of her neck and began to rub it. She whispered softly in her ear: "Boss Jiang, you've worked so hard. Let me massage it for you."
Jiang Le pursed her thin lips even tighter, and felt a slight shudder at the touch of the back of her neck. It was obviously extremely sensitive, but she still pretended to be calm, and only said "hmm" lightly, allowing the hands to move on her neck.
"Why did you suddenly interrupt my conversation with Yanyan just now?" Jiang Congyue's subordinates moved gently, but their voices were cunning, like a captivating fox demon, luring people into her trap step by step. "Little Jiang Dong...are you jealous?"
Jiang Le's back stiffened instantly, and he pretended to be calm and indifferent: "Haha, not really.
Jiang Congyue covered her mouth and deliberately made an exaggerated sound of surprise: "Ah, so I was just being sentimental. Okay..." She paused, then changed the subject with a bit of coquettishness, "Then where should I sleep tonight?"
Jiang Le's fingers unconsciously scratched the edges of the computer, and there was a subtle awkwardness in his voice: "It's such a big place, and you still can't find a place for you to sleep?"
"Oh, but sleeping on the sofa is not comfortable." Jiang Congyue gently pushed her shoulder, his tone as soft as cotton candy, "I want someone to sleep with me."
Jiang Le raised his head and glanced at her with a clear, mocking look in his eyes: "Jiang Congyue, who was the person who slept soundly on the sofa a few days ago? Could it be me?"
The atmosphere was frozen for a moment, with a subtle awkwardness.
But Jiang Congyue quickly returned to his cheerful expression and moved closer: "How can it be the same? And I saw in the weather forecast that there might be thunderstorms tonight. I... I'm scared."
"I remember that I have never been afraid of thunder. Why are you different now?" Jiang Le said coldly.
Jiang Congyue hummed softly twice, her tone carrying a hint of grievance and a hint of inexplicable melancholy: "You don't know, I developed this disease during the years I lived longer than you, so you don't know."
"Oh? Then tell me, what happened?" Jiang Cong's gaze finally moved away from the computer screen. He looked at Jiang Congyue steadily with a burning gaze, as if he wanted to know extremely what had happened that made her afraid of thunder.
But Jiang Congyue raised a finger to her lips and said, "Shh, the secret cannot be revealed. I can't tell you."
Jiang Le didn't know what was said, she pushed Jiang Congyue away with a gloomy face, "Oh, then I think you are lying, you are afraid of thunder and fell asleep."
Jiang Congyue's eyes widened, and she held her heart like Xizi, "Oh, this really breaks my heart. I did this all for your own good."
Jiang Le, who hadn't wanted to talk anymore, suddenly stood up, her face dark as if water was about to condense. "For my own good?" She laughed coldly twice. "Haha, yes, you were very good to me, so good that no one in the world treated me better than you, but you're dead! You're dead!"
Jiang Congyue's eyes darkened slightly, this huge storm was about to come.
Jiang Le, who was always able to conceal her emotions, now had red eyes and an excited expression. After a moment, she took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.
Seeing Jiang Congyue, who was usually eloquent and silent, with her eyes lowered, Jiang Le felt as if her heart was being clenched by an invisible hand, the pain was so severe that she could hardly breathe. What was this between them?
"Then why don't you tell me more? Tell me why you appeared in this world, why you get younger day by day, why you came back from the dead, and where have you been these past few years?"
"Tell me, what's wrong? You were talking to Li Yan so animatedly just now, but now you're speechless when it comes to me?" Jiang Le almost roared hysterically.
"You can't tell me the reason for your resurrection or what's going to happen in the future, right? Then you have to tell me some lies to trick me and appease me." Her voice gradually lowered, and she choked a little. "You boast that you've lived a few years longer than me, so guess what you can say to make me happy?"
It turns out that these words hurt so much when they hit him. Jiang Congyue forced himself to raise the corners of his mouth and let out an awkward smile.
She always thought that love should come before any harm, and she wanted to bring the best things in the world to her, so that she would not suffer any grievances or pain, and it would be best if she could be happy every day.
But not only did she fail to take her home and give her lots of love before she was abused, she also let her be sad for so long, and even couldn't sleep every night because of her death.
There were so many ways and excuses to deceive and coax her, but why did he have to die so decisively in front of her?
Jiang Congyue looked at the tears rolling down Jiang Le's eyes. The tears were like poisoned needles, piercing her chest fiercely. In just a moment, the pain spread to her limbs and bones, and there was no place that did not hurt.
Her tears were a punishment more painful than any weapon.
"I will love you unconditionally, because we once loved each other deeply." Jiang Congyue's voice trembled slightly. "But you look at me as if you were a strange stranger. Your heart is so hard to get into."
"But when all your pain and joy are brought by me, it becomes difficult for others to enter your heart." She slowly approached Jiang Le, facing his gaze that seemed to devour her, with a hint of paranoid certainty in her tone, "If it were you, you would make the same choice. After all, we are the same people."
Beneath their intense love lies a monstrous possessiveness. They are like bad habits that cannot be broken, each of them must leave a deep mark on the other, carve their own name on him, and thus demonstrate their unquestionable ownership.
Just when Jiang Le was so angry that his head was dizzy and he could hardly control his emotions, Jiang Congyue left without a trace.
Jiang Le closed his eyes and suppressed his anger, trying to calm down quickly. Why did he have to shout at the top of his lungs while she always looked calm and composed?
She should also look at her calmly and ignore any of her actions, that would be fair.
Ben was about to convince herself, but suddenly something hot and soft was placed in her hand, and then a hand tightly clasped her hand, and the temperature was so hot that she almost pulled her hand back.
Jiang Le suddenly opened his eyes, the mist and the scarlet in his eyes were still clearly visible.
Jiang Congyue's faint smile came into her eyes without any care, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing her heart to tremble suddenly, and the defenses she had just built up collapsed in an instant.
"Le Le, you're in so much pain," Jiang Congyue whispered in her ear, his voice as soft as a sigh. "It's so painful that no one can cover it with love, so you just need someone to take over this pain. But no one is you. They haven't walked your path, so they don't understand. There's only me, and it can only be me."
"I understand you, I care about you, I love you..."
Jiang Congyue whispered softly in her ear, but his hands were full of strength, interlocking his fingers with Jiang Le's, as if he wanted to rub the thing in his palm into their bones and blood.
pain.
Very hot.
At this moment, these two thoughts popped up uncontrollably in Jiang Le's mind.
Jiang Congyue on the opposite side was naturally not a wooden person. The same burning sensation pierced her palm, but she let out a low and terrifying laugh that was different from usual. The next second, she bit Jiang Le's slightly cold lips.
There was a hint of temptation in her voice, "I don't want Lele to have to eat cold food from now on."
Jiang Le's pupils were faint, and he suddenly woke up. He moved his hands. Although he could not break free from her grip, he could clearly feel what was in the palm of his hand.
It was a ball of piping hot rice.
Almost at the moment when Jiang Le understood, both of them had red eyes and laughed out loud. There were too many complicated emotions in their laughter, including grievance, relief, and cherishment of regaining what had been lost.
Afterwards, the two of them were like crazy, snatching air from each other's mouths. Jiang Congyue skillfully hooked Jiang Le's lips and tongue, trying to gain the upper hand.
But how could Jiang Le admit defeat? He acted recklessly and attacked fiercely, capturing cities everywhere.
Jiang Congyue didn't want either of them to bleed, so he could only pinch her sensitive neck to make her soften, gently soothe her back, and slowly teach her how to have fun.
Later, I somehow got from the study to the bedroom, and outside the window was just as Jiang Congyue had said, with heavy rain, lightning and thunder.
But no matter how fierce the thunderstorm was outside, the pale lightning only illuminated the entangled figures in the room, lingering and charming.
…
Afterwards, Jiang Le pursed his lips, turned his back to Jiang Congyue without saying a word, and only gave her a back view with cold and hard lines, revealing his stubbornness!
Jiang Congyue, who had wanted to be gentle with her, couldn't help laughing when he saw her angry look. He leaned over and whispered, "Why are you angry? It's normal to not find it right the first time. It doesn't hurt that much. Don't be angry."
Jiang Le covered his face and couldn't stop blaming himself in his heart. Why was he so hard to study before? He was laughed at for nothing!
Listening to the sweet words of the witness beside her, she felt even more ashamed. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.
Jiang Congyue came over and looked at her slightly trembling eyelids, the smile in his eyes became even more intense.
She lay back down with amusement, and skillfully put her arms around Jiang Le's waist from behind, resting her chin lightly on her shoulder.
The sound of rain outside the window gradually subsided, the sound of the raindrops becoming a gentle lullaby. The two of them gradually fell asleep to the sound of each other's breathing.
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