Chapter 71 A Century
"Jingjing, shouldn't we both think about it and start a new life?"
In the week before Chen Jingshu came to the United States, he had lost count of how many times he had led his self-established core team in heated debates with the conservative old guard of Huaren.
During the incident, he almost had a heart attack from anger.
In the end, it was only because Grandpa Chen Zhenfeng truly loved his grandson that he overruled all objections and finalized the rotating chairmanship system.
After the contract was signed, an official business registration document was issued.
Chen Jingshu hasn't slept for two days.
Since then, Huaren has undergone two years of transition and has completely announced the completion of its system upgrade.
Chen Jingshu took a shower and changed his clothes in the chairman's lounge, and then booked a flight to the United States that same day.
On her way to the airport to see him off, Chen Jinyi teased him for being in such a hurry, saying that haste makes waste. She suggested he at least give Lin Yujing a heads-up beforehand.
Chen Jingshu looked out the window. The dim glow of the streetlights at dusk swept across his eyes, making his features appear deep and his emotions unspoken.
He endured it for two whole years, ignoring her news and focusing all his energy on his work, eager to become the one who set the rules.
I didn't contact her beforehand because I didn't want to give her a chance to escape.
He doesn't care whether the tofu is hot or cold, or even stinky tofu; he'll still keep people by his side.
After landing in Ohio, Chen Jingshu first went to Lin Yujing's school.
The man who loves playing romantic games, strolling around her campus, would ask any Asian face he encountered if he knew Lin Yujing.
Many people recognize the name Lin Yujing, and some boys even asked him warily if he was one of Lin Yujing's suitors.
He was in a rare good mood and openly admitted that the two had been a couple. The white guy gave him a disdainful look and said, "No! Jing definitely doesn't like your type."
Chen Jingshu smiled silently, a jealousy that he himself was unaware of.
He thought to himself that she was still as popular as ever, and that she had even more suitors after studying abroad.
Of course, there were also kind people who proactively told him about the art school's class schedule and classrooms.
But for two days in a row, Chen Jingshu did not see her in the classroom.
"They've really gotten to the point, even learning to skip class now." He sat in the self-study bookstore near the school gate, looking at the project documents Chu Yan had sent him, and muttered to himself.
Finally, he rested his chin on his hand and sighed deeply.
I decided to call her anyway.
However, all three of his attempts to call the number resulted in no answer.
It was perhaps a joke played by fate, or perhaps just a coincidence.
The first time Lin Yujing signed a contract was at the Chinese Painting Association; the second time was at the Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts; and the last time was when she had just boarded a plane to Penghu.
Furthermore, she had not enabled caller ID, and she herself was unaware that Chen Jingshu had called.
Chen Jingshu pinched the bridge of his nose dejectedly, looking at the students sitting in twos and threes doing their homework around him, wondering if Lin Yujing often rushed to finish her homework here as well.
"Sir, your tea." The shopkeeper brought over a teacup, glanced at him, and asked, "Are you Chinese?"
Chen Jingshu nodded. The boss said that he rarely encountered Chinese students here and asked if he was here to study or work.
Chen Jingshu only said he came to visit a friend.
Perhaps because he rarely sees fellow countrymen, the shop owner even introduced him to a postcard sending activity today, saying, "We have a postcard sending activity today, would you like to take a look?"
Chen Jingshu is usually a cold and distant person, but today he showed unusual interest in these activities.
He got up and followed the boss to the front desk.
"These are postcards. You can choose one you like, write a message and mailing address, and we will mail it as promised."
Chen Jingshu randomly picked one and wrote: "A bright future awaits."
Looking at the postcard without a salutation or signature, the shop owner said, "Then leave an address."
Chen Jingshu shook his head. "Can I take it?"
"It shouldn't be possible," the shopkeeper said. "However, you can store it here. If you need to send it out in the future, just contact us."
Fearing he wouldn't believe him, the shopkeeper brought out a small tray and said, "These are all the postcards we've stored. I've collected them by country, so they'll never get lost."
Chen Jingshu glanced around and saw that China was placed in the most prominent position by his boss.
The handwriting on the top postcard was all too familiar to him.
It reads: [A-Shu: Late winter with no snow, dawn lost, I'm with you from afar. —Jingjing]
That was a term of endearment used only between the two of them.
The date on the document was the winter solstice two years ago, Lin Yujing's birthday.
Seeing his gaze fixed on the postcard, the boss said, "I have a particularly strong memory of this girl. She was very thin and fair-skinned, looking like she could be blown away by a gust of wind. She often came here to study, and would often sit for the entire day."
Chen Jingshu subconsciously glanced around the study area.
"But I haven't seen her in the past week... Looking at this postcard, it seems like it was written by a girl to her long-distance boyfriend."
Chen Jingshu smiled and murmured in a low voice, "It's for my boyfriend..."
The two of them had been entangled in a complicated relationship for so long in China, but he never got to be her boyfriend. Now he's hearing about it from outsiders.
value!
Chen Jingshu handed over the postcard, "Could you please choose a year from now to mail it to me?"
The boss nodded. "Of course."
He left Jingyuan's address and his contact number.
Finally, he added another sentence to the postcard: "Happy Wedding."
Date selection: Winter Solstice.
Lin Yujing's birthday.
Just then, Chen Jingshu's phone rang. It was his assistant investigating Lin Yujing's address in Ohio.
Her rented apartment was close to the school and bookstore, so Chen Jingshu didn't drive and simply walked there.
She wanted to see the scenery she walked through every day.
The streets, brimming with exotic charm, are still in springtime because of the latitude difference compared to China.
Chen Jingshu put his hands in his pockets, thinking that this time they could finally spend the summer together.
Finally, he stopped in front of a beautiful Western-style building.
The building is white with several large floor-to-ceiling windows, and the courtyard is full of flowers and plants.
You can also see children's toys scattered next to the rocking chair. He thought that when Lin Yujing said she was accompanying a friend to give birth, she might have been her landlord.
Chen Jingshu pressed the doorbell, and a man opened the door, holding a little boy in his arms.
When the little boy saw him, he grinned at him.
Her eyes were big and round, like grapes.
For a moment, he felt that the face resembled someone, but he couldn't quite place who it was. In any case, the face looked very familiar, like someone he had known before.
"Hello, is there anything I can help you with?" the man asked.
Chen Jingshu smiled kindly and said, "Does Lin Yujing live here? I'm her... friend."
The little boy spoke first, even though his speech wasn't very clear, he had a rich vocabulary: "Aunt Jingjing isn't here. Aunt Jingjing went to find Uncle Jingjing."
I went to find my uncle...
Chen Jingshu's heart sank at those words.
The man then chimed in, "That's true. If you have anything to say, we can pass it on to you."
Chen Jingshu felt utterly ashamed and gave a cold laugh, "It's nothing, I was just passing by. Goodbye."
After saying that, Chen Jingshu turned and left.
He had asked Lin Yujing if she had another boyfriend, and she said she had never been with anyone other than him.
For the next year and a half, he was busy finishing up the complex internal structure of Huaren.
He dared not call her, forcing himself to suppress his longing.
In the end, she completely forgot about him and started a new relationship.
On his way back to the hotel, Chen Jingshu felt as if all his pride had shattered.
I sent a message to my assistant, asking him to book a flight back to China for tomorrow night.
He didn't want to stay here for another second.
Chen Jinyi happened to be in his office when she overheard the conversation. She took the phone and mocked him, "Our young master, the Casanova, really didn't even manage to get a scrap of tofu?"
Frustrated, Chen Jingshu hung up the phone and bought a bottle of wine from a nearby supermarket before returning to the hotel.
He rarely drinks, but today he got completely drunk.
The man leaned against the glass window, tears falling one by one, as if he had shattered once again.
The next day, Chen Jingshu packed his luggage and piled it up in the living room.
On the eve of his departure, he still thought about making one last trip to Ohio Public University.
Take another look at the places where she studied and lived, and fully accept the life without her from now on.
Along the way, he reminisced about the first half of his life with her.
They met when they were 18 and separated when they were 19.
They reunited at 26, and parted again at 27.
He is 29 years old this year and originally planned to marry her at 31 and start a warm family.
Now...
Screw marriage and family.
A person like him shouldn't harbor any illusions.
When they arrived at Lin Yujing's school gate, Chen Jingshu got out of the car.
It was dismissal time, and many students were heading out of the school, but he went against the flow of people to go inside.
Suddenly, the crowd that came out later became panicked, saying that an armed riot had broken out on campus and that students had already been shot.
He should have left quickly, but it was as if some force was pulling him inside.
Just as he reached the path leading to the art academy, he saw the person who had fallen to the ground.
She was someone he knew all too well. In the spring, she wore a plain dress, her face stained with blood and ash, and she looked so pitiful.
A bullet landed on the glass window above her, and the falling shards of glass immediately hit her skirt.
Chen Jingshu's eyes welled up with tears, and almost instinctively, he ran towards her without hesitation.
He pulled her into his arms, using his back as a shield, and carried her out of the school.
Whether Lin Yujing was startled or overjoyed to see him, she stared at him, her lower lip trembling for a long time before softly calling out his name.
Helpless, relieved, love-hate relationship.
But when she said that she had returned to China to find him...
No matter how much anger was bottled up inside, it all dissipated in an instant.
"Never mind," he thought.
Anyway, I'm destined to be stuck with her for the rest of my life.
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Lin Yujing sat in the passenger seat of Chen Jingshu, the still-shaken person constantly reaching out to tug at his clothes.
It's as if Chen Jingshu will disappear again as soon as you let go.
“I’ll take you home,” he said.
Lin Yujing suddenly remembered that Jiang Yingli had gone to New York a few days ago and had a flight back this morning.
If Chen Jingshu were to escort her back at this time, they would inevitably run into the young lady.
"Can I not go home? I want to be with you." That was her secret thought too; she wanted to be by his side.
Chen Jingshu chuckled and asked, "I'm staying at a hotel. Are you sure you want to come back with me?"
The two have stayed in hotels together before, and they have also engaged in intimate behavior.
She still knows how to quickly arouse his desire.
I've also made preparations to get back together with him after we go back.
It is a preparation to surrender both body and mind.
"I want to go back with you."
"OK."
When the car arrived at the hotel, Chen Jingshu carried her out of the car and only put her on the sofa when they got to the suite.
After not seeing him for two years, Lin Yujing felt that his patience seemed to have improved a lot.
After tossing her phone and coat onto the sofa, I went to get the first-aid kit to treat her wounds.
"Does it hurt a lot?" Chen Jingshu knelt down in front of her, his warm hand holding her ankle. "I think it would be better if you took me to the hospital for an X-ray."
It really hurt when I twisted my ankle going down the stairs, plus the fear of facing some unknown danger.
Some people, on the verge of death, think of their most painful memories, and when these memories are mixed together, their hearts ache as if being torn apart.
Now that she's by Chen Jingshu's side, looking at him, the pain has long since subsided.
I just wanted to act cute with him and see if he would be worried about me, so I acted a little coquettish.
In particular, Chen Jingshu's phone screen, which was lying on the sofa, suddenly lit up. She looked at it and saw that it was a waiting reminder text message from the airport.
Lin Yujing looked at him in a panic and asked, "Are you going back to Yijing?"
Chen Jingshu sighed. "I asked if I should take you to the hospital."
Lin Yujing pouted and leaned over to hug his neck.
For the first time, she took the initiative, sobbing and pleading, "I don't want to go to the hospital, I want to stay by your side."
Chen Jingshu stiffened for a moment, as if he didn't immediately understand her words, and asked with a hint of fear, "Do you know what you're saying?"
Lin Yujing was pulled out of Chen Jingshu's arms, his hands cupping her chin, forcing her to look him in the eye.
She nodded and said firmly, "I know."
"You're not trying to get rid of me again, are you?"
"No, Ah Shu." Lin Yujing looked at him, her eyes filled with tears, each one falling onto his heart. "I already have a status that is worthy of you, and I will never leave you again."
The two went through so many separations and reunions, it felt like she had lived a long life.
At this moment, my heart feels old and desolate; all I want to do is lie drunk beside the spring mountains.
Chen Jingshu picked her up and carried her directly to the bedroom.
Even though his desire was like a thread hanging precariously, he still gently placed her on the bed.
Lin Yujing wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him directly into her soft embrace.
After a long separation, Chen Jingshu finally lost his mind when the initial tenderness overwhelmed him and he became intoxicated by the warmth of their relationship.
Time and again, she thrust him into her deepest depths.
During that time, both of them remained silent.
The only sound in the room was heavy breathing.
She grabbed Chen Jingshu's hair, wanting to say something to him, but her words were sealed with a kiss.
But he would also suddenly lose control, grabbing her chin and saying in a deep voice, "I'm always being lied to by you. I can't tell which of your words are true and which are false anymore..."
"I won't lie to you anymore, I won't lie to you anymore."
...
After a long separation, the two didn't even have lunch, and the meeting didn't end until the sun went down outside the window.
Lin Yujing nestled in his arms, watching him tilt his head and gaze out the window, lost in thought.
"Ah Shu, how's your heart?"
"Um..."
He answered absentmindedly, but judging from his effort just now, it should be quite good.
"A-Shu, what are you thinking about?" In the past, after the two of them finished, Chen Jingshu would always seem to be still not satisfied, hugging her and being affectionate in various ways.
But this time, Chen Jingshu seemed much more indifferent.
Chen Jingshu sighed, nodded to her, and said, "I just feel like two whole years have passed."
"Jingjing, shouldn't we both think about it and start a new life?"
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