Previous
Fiction Page
Next
Font Size:
Chapter 34
Jin Wu’s materialistic desires were never high.
Moreover, the ring she loved most was already on her finger, and looking at others would only make them seem dull in comparison.
She stayed where she was and asked the shop assistants about the proper care of jewelry and the things to pay attention to, listening intently.
Standing beside her, the man in a suit was tall and broad-shouldered, with arrogant and handsome eyebrows, a sharp jawline, and an aura of a powerful man overflowing with hormones.
He stood quietly, like a rottweiler that had obediently put on a collar, guarding her silently and faithfully, highlighting the contrasting feeling she had for him.
Duan Shiyan’s eyes were lowered, fixed on Jin Wu’s hand hanging by her side.
As if he had a skin craving.
He was secretly wanting to use the hand wearing the wedding ring to reach for her hand, which also had the wedding ring on it, to hold it and feel close to her, like an addiction.
Just as his fingertips were about to touch hers, just 0.0001 seconds away—
“Duan Ge, come here!”
He was suddenly tackled by Xue Nan, the best friend in the world, who enthusiastically hooked his neck, dragging him to another area like an excited king crab.
The experimental brother who suddenly failed to hold his wife’s hand: ?
At this moment, the love-struck man who couldn’t hold his wife’s hand had an extremely low pressure.
“You better have a good reason.”
Duan Shiyan glared at him coldly, the invisible furry dog tail behind him tapping on the ground in annoyance, “Otherwise, I’ll tear this place apart.”
Tsk tsk tsk, look at this guy’s speed of changing faces.
Just now, he was a sweet little dog circling around his wife.
Now, he’s a fierce and ferocious dog ready to bite at any moment.
Okay, that’s Duan Shiyan for you.
“You little rascal, you’re amazing!”
As if he was already used to this dramatic contrast in treatment.
Xue Nan, standing on tiptoe, hooked his shoulder, grinning, “You secretly got married to our Beijing high school genius, to be honest, I thought you had already let go.”
Duan Shiyan’s cold and unrestrained brows furrowed.
“Who the hell is your Beijing high school genius?”
He impatiently pushed Xue Nan’s hand away, his possessiveness overflowing, “She’s mine.”
Xue Nan: ?
Okay, okay, she’s yours, she’s yours!
What a live-in father.
“Why would I let go?”
Duan Shiyan put his hands in his pockets, looking at Jin Wu from a distance, just like ten years ago, the sixteen-year-old boy gazing at his crush.
“She’s not happy at all, what am I letting go of?”
He whispered, “I can’t let go at all.”
After the car accident in senior year.
After a series of emergency surgeries, he finally regained consciousness, and he learned about Fu Yucheng’s confession to Jin Wu and their relationship.
His first thought wasn’t to hate that he had lost the opportunity to be the one standing on the rooftop, confessing to her.
Instead, he hoped they would be happy together.
Because he knew it was her dream come true.
If she could get what she wanted, if she could be happy, it didn’t matter if it wasn’t him standing beside her.
He just hoped she would be well.
So he hoped more than anyone that Fu Yucheng would live up to her precious and sincere feelings, that he would cherish her and treat her well.
But this man disappointed her again and again, made her sad, made her cry.
She wasn’t happy at all.
How could he let go?
He couldn’t let go at all.
Duan Shiyan stared at Jin Wu in the distance, his eyes burning with intensity. He didn’t know what they were talking about, but her ink-like eyebrows were slightly curved, her red lips slightly bent.
Her smile was gentle and beautiful, like a bright and pure moonlight, radiating a beauty that was independent of the world.
As if he was infected, the corners of his lips also curled up slightly, his gaze becoming even more intense.
“…..”
Xue Nan stared at Duan Shiyan, his grinning face suddenly stopped.
He remembered, back in their first year of high school.
The school, like a man going through menopause and suddenly wanting to do something about his students’ hair, decided to enforce a new rule: boys had to shave their heads completely, and girls had to cut their hair short.
This rather difficult requirement naturally caused dissatisfaction among the students.
For a while, the mailbox outside the principal’s and the headmaster’s office was stuffed with anonymous protest letters.
But it didn’t have much effect, and rumors spread that this crazy regulation would be enforced this month.
Everyone was disheartened, preparing to bid farewell to their hair.
Until the second to last Monday of the month, during the flag-raising ceremony.
Standing on the podium, the girl was dressed in a neat black and white school uniform, her face pure and clean.
She was supposed to represent the school and announce the new regulation about appearance.
But suddenly, she put the speech in her hand into her pocket and, through the microphone in front of her, her clear and firm voice spread throughout the entire school.
“I, Jin Wu, a student in the first year, represent myself and disagree with the school’s excessive requirement to change the hairstyle of male and female students.”
“The school’s intention is for us to focus on our studies, so I believe that it is sufficient to require boys’ hair to be above their eyebrows, not covering their ears or neck, and girls’ hair to not block their eyes.
If we all require boys to have crew cuts and girls to have short hair, ignoring the wishes of all the students, this clearly contradicts the initial intention of Beijing High School to promote the all-round development of students’ individuality.”
“I don’t believe that just a hairstyle should define everything. Unreasonable requirements will only make our self-esteem worse.”
“The flowers of our motherland should bloom freely and brightly, not be stifled by rigid uniformity, killing our pride.”
The entire school fell silent for a moment, then the cheers of thousands of students erupted from the audience, like waves of freedom, unstoppable.
“Damn! Is this still the same genius I know? She usually seems quiet and only studies, but she’s so brave! Don’t you think so, Duan Ge?”
Xue Nan turned his head.
He saw the boy standing beside him, who usually either didn’t show up or stood nonchalantly like a weakling, was standing straight for the first time.
His eyes were fixed on the flag-raising platform, as if deeply captivated by something.
The young master of the Duan family, always rebellious and arrogant, with his nose in the air, even his own mother couldn’t do anything to him, let alone other girls.
Xue Nan scratched his head in confusion, not even thinking about love.
He thought this kid was grateful to the genius on the podium for saving his silver hair.
But then strange things started happening.
The boy who used to despise studying suddenly started appearing in class on time.
He even carried various exercise books every day, holding a black pen with a little dog pattern that he didn’t know where he stole from, diligently working on various problems.
He thought this was strange enough, but even stranger things were waiting for him.
One day, Xue Nan accidentally saw.
Duan Shiyan stood in the empty corridor, his back against the wall, as if he had some kind of mental illness, holding a strawberry milk that didn’t match his cold and arrogant persona, waving it back and forth.
He was muttering to himself, “Here, take it, your favorite strawberry milk.” “What’s there to be sad about, it’s just an exam?”
….. After practicing for so long, he only secretly placed it on Jin Wu’s desk.
If it weren’t for the fact that he still beat himself up in the familiar way, Xue Nan would have thought that Duan Shiyan was possessed by some kind of evil spirit.
Later, this increasingly strange young master of the Duan family suddenly came to him one day.
He opened his mouth and said, “Hey, I have a crush on a girl, how can I make her notice me?”
Xue Nan still remembers his reaction at that time, he fell off the chair with a thud, becoming like a turtle, and it hurt for days!
A crush!
Duan Shiyan actually had a crush!
He was always arrogant and unrestrained, surrounded by flowers and admirers, a true son of heaven, and he didn’t choose to confess openly, he chose to have a crush!
Xue Nan thought he would never believe it.
But day after day, year after year.
He watched this proud and arrogant son of heaven plunge into this thorny path, fall head over heels, never turning back, and almost losing his life in the process.
“Hey! Now the clouds have cleared and the moon is shining brightly.”
Xue Nan, who never easily shed tears for love, felt a pang in his heart.
He stood on tiptoe again, hooked Duan Shiyan’s shoulder, and grinned again, “Now your sister-in-law knows everything, you don’t have to pay the design fee, just consider it a wedding gift from your good brother…”
“She doesn’t know yet.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Shiyan said in a low voice, “She doesn’t know anything yet.”
Xue Nan: ?
He instantly stopped grinning.
“You! Tell! Me! What!”
Xue Nan transformed into an excited king crab again, his voice suddenly rising, “How can your sister-in-law not know, you—umm!”
Receiving a cold warning from someone, Xue Nan immediately covered his mouth, lowering his voice, “What are you doing, doesn’t your sister-in-law know that you had a crush on her for ten years, so she agreed to marry you?”
“Wait!”
Xue Nan widened his eyes, “If your sister-in-law doesn’t know anything, how did she agree to marry you?”
“Did you, you dog, trick her into it!?”
Duan Shiyan’s tone was still arrogant and unrestrained, but it was all his unique affection for her, “Your husband will satisfy you.”
From now on, everything that Fu Yucheng was stingy with, he, Duan Shiyan, would give her, without exception.
He wanted his name to be her lifelong trump card.
Previous
Fiction Page
Next