Chapter 67: Matters of the heart

Right.

Right on your head.

Old colorful criticism.

Stinking shameless.

If you don't say it, then Sheng Mingzhi remembers that he doesn't have much backbone.

I was promised a divorce, but I was lured home and put to bed by a dog man with a few words and not a single promise!

Sheng Mingzhi is too lazy to care about him.

The traces Lu Jiayan left on him a few days ago have not disappeared and to this day are subtly uncomfortable.

He won't fall for it again anyway.

He had to be more assertive with Lu Jiayan, he couldn't be seduced by him every time. Thinking of Lu Jiayan's demonic face, Sheng Mingzhi thought defiantly that it was normal for him to be seduced, and asked who could last more than ten seconds under his face.

Lu Jiayan was also called a male vixen when she was a student.

It's just that, having fallen into the trap so many times, he seems too unsure of himself.

At night, when she went to bed, she was also very determined and had no intention of sleeping in Lu Jiayan's room.

A "I'm going to follow through with our plastic marriage now" attitude.

Shut Lu Jiayan out.

Of course, the most important thing is to give your body some time to breathe.

He realised that he had underestimated Lu Jiayan's abilities... damn, who was the old man?

It took three or four days for Sheng Mingzhi's online buzz to die down.

MingChen and Sheng Jia were also removed from the search, as the Sheng family has a special background and is a bit of a red herring, so they can't be overly exposed to the public.

However, there is also a small group of Lu Jiayan's fans who persist in posting messages on Sheng Mingzhi's Weibo account.

The netizens were like Sherlock Holmes per capita, going through all of his tweets in the past few years and finding any trace of Lu Jiayan.

The live video he made with Lu Jiayan during that time - the first of Sheng Mingzhi's out-of-the-loop videos.

Lu Jiayan sat quietly with him in his arms for hours, and somehow managed to find his way into the limelight once again.

Only not as lively as the front.

Sheng Mingzhi also just heard Little Wang mention it, and since it wasn't a black hot search anyway, he just let it go.

Because he has been busy with another big event recently - Lu Jiayan's birthday is coming up.

He was born on the spring equinox, and Lu Jiayan shares a slight resemblance to his birthday; the man was born on the summer solstice, the twenty-first of June.

YunJing has failed to make it into summer again this year, and halfway through June, we haven't seen a few rainstorms.

Sheng Mingzhi counted his birthdays on his fingers and found that Lu Jiayan's birthday coincided with the centenary of the school.

Unluckily, he promised Shen Ling that he would return to the Annexe to reminisce about his youth.

He could have pigeoned off, but he had pigeoned Shen Ling several times before for Lu Jiayan, and if he did it again this time, he might have lost their friendship together.

What's more, Jiang Bie is going back to the UK.

Sheng Mingzhi thought he was coming back with the intention of staying in the country for good.

As it turned out, I didn't expect to just come back to see my grandparents and go back to the UK around July.

As Shen Ling mentioned, Jiang Bie was about to compete in the Formula 1 World Championship and his coach had asked him to return to the team early.

Speaking of which, Sheng Mingzhi finally has a little memory in common with Jiang Bie.

He remembered that Jiang Bie was a great lover of racing.

He was so talented that in high school he bragged about how he started driving a go-kart in races at the age of four or five and won first place in kindergarten, with his award on the wall at home - an award that Sheng Mingzhi has never seen until now.

Jiang family has the money to pay for him to play and throw millions of dollars a year at it.

Smashing out the youngest F1 driver in Asia.

He won the country's most prestigious motor racing competition on his 18th coming of age day.

Sheng Mingzhi happened to be there to observe and stand on the podium to accompany him through an unforgettable mitzvah.

Champions, friends, love, cheers and well-wishes, teenagers in high spirits and hot blood.

Probably one of the most memorable days of their youth.

Jiang Bie hooks his shoulder and points his sword into the distance.

He said, "Shu, next time I'll show you a world championship!

Sheng Mingzhi also goes by the name of Song Yushu, which hides his unknown past.

Jiang Bie, I don't know where he got the idea from, is a quirky guy who wants to differentiate himself from others in everything he does to look different.

People call him Little Sheng and Mingzhi.

He prefers to call him Shu.

They saw the film 'Love Letters' together.

The female lead calls the male lead Shu, but the male lead Fujii Shu died very young, and Jiang Bie calling him that makes him think he will die very young too.

In order not to die young, Sheng Mingzhi rejects this title with all his heart and soul.

Only, teenagers are light on promises and don't keep them.

To see the world together is but a youthful jest.

Sheng Mingzhi's attempt to deliberately forget the scene of his awkward-to-retarded breakup with Jiang Bie has just burst into his mind in the cold.

It all started when Jiang Bie suddenly said he wanted to go abroad after his university entrance exams.

Ming Ming has made an appointment with Sheng Mingzhi and Shen Ling to study at the same university.

Instead he took the liberty of betraying the small group.

Sheng Mingzhi vaguely remembers being so angry in his senior year that he didn't even go to the airport to see Jiang Bie off the day he left.

He also deleted Jiang Bie's WeChat in anger - well, he's now willing to admit that he did it on purpose in a fit of caution, not on the pretext that his WeChat had been compromised to clear his friends.

This reminiscence has opened up the conversation.

Before we knew it, Sheng Mingzhi had chatted with Jiang Bie for hundreds of minutes in their small group of three, and without the awkwardness of a reunion, they had even found a bit of a mutual detriment mode from their high school days.

After many years, Sheng Mingzhi grew up and could even jokingly talk about hacking Jiang Bie.

The hurdles that we cared about and couldn't get over back then didn't seem so insurmountable for the adult Sheng Mingzhi.

But it's strange.

He still lacks the courage to face up to what happened to Lu Jiayan.

This year, the school celebrated its centenary with a heritage event called "Longevity Textbook".

The textbooks that are not used by the seniors and are kept intact are given to the younger students as a way of passing on the school motto, in addition to the spirit of conservation.

Shen Ling never expected to have to release his old textbooks just to go back for a school celebration?

She didn't have her high school textbooks, she threw them away right after the exams!

Sheng Mingzhi, however, kept it, as he was a bit nostalgic.

Two days before the school anniversary, Sheng Mingzhi took time to visit the old Sheng family home.

He moved to One XiShan after he got married and occasionally stayed in the flat in JinMao Building, rarely returning to his old home for three years.

Although Sheng Mingzhi's room is no longer occupied, it is cleaned throughout the year.

So when you push the door open, it's like opening up an old time.

The room was immaculate, little changed from his old school days.

Sheng Mingzhi didn't plan to bring too many textbooks, so he picked Compulsory 1 and Compulsory 2 of Physics to pretend.

I brought two copies for Shen Ling to make do with.

As a result, something fell out of the laminated compartment when taking the textbook off the shelf.

Falling lightly to the ground.

It is a pass.

Lu Jiayan's.

Sheng Mingzhi froze for a moment, and the memories swept back like an open flood.

To be honest, if he hadn't made the trip home today, he wouldn't have remembered that he still had Lu Jiayan's pass.

It was Song Yi who discovered that he was hiding it back then.

It took two people to get into a fight at the Sheng family.

The feelings that once boiled over and have not been extinguished to this day spread out.

Sheng Mingzhi's heart inexplicably beat a little faster, as if remembering something, and after pulling open the drawer, he found the broken watch in the innermost compartment.

It was Lu Jiayan's last birthday present before he left the country.

He lost it once, but Jiang Bie found it, but it was so bad that he couldn't fix it.

He couldn't throw it away and kept it in the depths of a drawer.

It's like it's going to be tucked away in memory forever.

In fact, Sheng Mingzhi is not the only one that has something to say about Lu Jiayan.

The drawer contains not only the watch, but also a biro that Lu Jiayan left behind one time when he was doing his homework in their living room, and a paper aeroplane that he folded and flew into the yard ...... He forgot what kind of mentality he had when he collected these things like junk and found a special drawer to store them in.

...... He's toxic, isn't he!

Sheng Mingzhi looks at the rags in front of him with a sense of wonder.

By the way it's tempting to time travel back to his high school self and pick his brain to see what's inside.

Maybe crushes make people lose their minds?

That's right.

Sheng Mingzhi has nothing to admit now. When he was young, he did have a slight crush on Lu Jiayan, probably a feeling that he didn't even realise had sprouted in his heart, and by the time he looked back, it had grown into a wild grass.

A heartbeat when the wind blows.

He studied them for a while.

Suddenly I remembered Lu Jiayan's blind jealousy of the white moonlight some time ago.

There is a little subtle rush in the heart.

I would love to tell him right now that there is no such thing as a white moon, and that Mr. Sheng has only ever liked him from the beginning to the end.

The thought burned like wildfire.

Sheng Mingzhi picks up his phone and pokes through Lu Jiayan's chat log.

Was going to shoot all of these for him to see.

But it felt too direct, so he decided to be euphemistic and haughtily sent an emoji over first.

Sheng Mingzhi: [covertly observed.jpg]

Lu Jiayan seems to be available.

The return was also quick, no more than a second.

[Present.]

Sheng Mingzhi hesitates for a moment and slowly enters.

[Asking you a question.]

Lu Jiayan: [Loved. Save you first. Save the big one. No regrets.]

Sheng Mingzhi: [......]

Lu Jiayan said leisurely: [Any more questions?

Sheng Mingzhi: [You think you're funny, don't you (soybean smile)]

...... help.

Where did this dog man learn to surf the internet these days? There's no need to force yourself into his world so much, let alone the fact that he stopped playing this corny quiz stunt 800 years ago!

And what the hell is Paul University?

He can't even have a baby, okay!

Lu Jiayan sent over an emoji of a poor yellow bean.

Sheng Mingzhi reluctantly forgives him and gets down to business.

[That is.]

Sheng Mingzhi organises his language.

[What if, and I mean what if!

[What do you think if a person keeps your high school pass ball point pen and draft paper and stuff ......?

It's exactly the same as the "I have a friend who is actually me" trope.

He'd implied it so clearly that the dog-man should have seen what he meant!

If you know what you're doing, you should take a vow of loyalty that you've only ever liked him in your past life, your last life and your next life :)

As it turned out, Lu Jiayan was completely unconventional.

It took a long time to send over a sentence.

A very genuine concern.

[Mingzhi .

[Did you meet a pervert?

......

......

You're the pervert.

Your whole family is a pervert except your wife!!!

Sheng Mingzhi was so angry at this reply that his brain went blank.

I wanted to smash the phone in Lu Jiayan's face.

But on second thought, think of someone who still has their high school biros sketch paper or something.

It seems, it does seem, a bit perverse.

Vainness of mind overcame anger at once.

I wanted to tell Lu Jiayan that I was the pervert, and that I actually liked you in high school - something Lu Jiayan will never hear again in her life :)

Heh.

Dog men should be jealous of themselves for the rest of their lives!

-

Sheng Mingzhi was so angry that he ignored Lu Jiayan for two days.

In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the centenary of the Annexe.

June 21st was also Lu Jiayan's birthday.

He hadn't replied to Lu Jiayan on WeChat much in the past two days, and wondered if the other party had sensed his coldness.

I didn't send him many messages yesterday either.

This haunted Sheng Mingzhi for the rest of the evening.

He is the kind of person who obviously ignores people first, but if someone else's attitude is cold, he instead preemptively blames the other person.

One: Little Mr. Sheng can do no wrong!

II: If Mr. Sheng Jr. is wrong, then repeat the previous article.

Anyway.

It's Lu Jiayan's fault for saying he was a pervert in the first place.

He was so obviously lost in thought that he glanced at his phone every few minutes and even condescended to send a period - only to not wait for the other person to reply to him either.

Even Jiang Bie noticed that something was wrong with him and waved his hand in front of his eyes.

The voice is laced with laughter, clean and fresh.

And narcissism: "Just a reminder that you've been ignoring a handsome man for a full ten minutes."

Sheng Mingzhi came back to his senses, not bothering with Jiang Bie.

Without realising it, the two walked to the music classroom where they were high school students.

Jiang Bie suddenly tapped his shoulder and mentioned in a tone of reminiscence, "Do you remember this place?"

Sheng Mingzhi raised his eyes and said perfunctorily, "I'm not blind yet. Doesn't it say Music Classroom on the door of the classroom."

Jiang Bie pushes the door open and walks in, leaning against the window.

Smiling at Sheng Mingzhi, he winked his right eye: "Don't be so heartless. This is the first place I met you."

When he said that, Sheng Mingzhi froze.

Looking around, it came back to me.

What comes to mind though is not the moving of the first meeting.

Instead, he remembered that this b-man had lied to him about being a senior the first time they met.

The point is that Sheng Mingzhi really believed that Jiang Bie was a senior.

Silly half-heartedly shouting hello to the seniors.

It was not until they walked together to the classroom that Sheng Mingzhi realised that Jiang Bie was a freshman like him.

When he later changed places and chose a table, this man had the audacity to move his table and sit next to him, claiming that he did not know each other without a fight.

Get to know your sister.

It fires me up just thinking about it.

Sheng Mingzhi briefly recalls this time, but clearly does not want to stay in the music classroom for too long.

Only stood for a moment before trying to find an excuse to leave.

Besides, it's not a day he likes.

It was overcast in the morning, like a rainstorm was brewing, and for some reason it never fell, and when I looked up there were tumbling and rolling clouds, dark and squelchy.

Much like the days before he returned to the Sheng family.

--The sky was also brewing for such a rainstorm that would fall before it did.

He was like a little sparrow who knew nothing, concentrating on preparing for the next violin competition.

The teacher said he was very talented and worked hard, a rare effort, and started practising at dawn until dark, for a month.

Such perseverance and hard work is difficult even for adults, let alone an eleven-year-old child.

It was not difficult for him to win the championship, what was precious was the fact that this time the championship had the brick of entry to the top international tournament, that was the bigger world, and for "Song Yushu" who was born in an ordinary family, it was his wish to see this world since he was a child.

Then this wish was shattered in pieces on the eve of a rainstorm.

Sheng Mingzhi remembers that the morning before the violin competition began, the family was inundated with debt collectors, and his adoptive father Song Qiang had already run away, leaving his adoptive mother and him alone in the house. The men smashed everything they could find in the house to find the money, went through every corner and blocked the door to prevent them from stepping outside.

Sheng Mingzhi remembers being so terrified that he could not make a sound, his face was as white as a sheet and he was shaking all over.

The adoptive mother begged and pleaded, willing to stay at home until Song Qiang returned, but the boy had a very important race to attend, a race that would change his life, could he be let out.

Wan Xia's feeble begging is not worth mentioning. Adults don't care about a child's race and don't explore the expectations and efforts behind it. What they want is the money in their hands. Annoyed by Wan Xia, the thin woman is kicked away and the violin on the table is picked up high by the men and slammed to the ground, broken in pieces and not enough, but stomped on to make it even more shattered.

As if there was a sense of achievement in crushing a child's future, they laughed and spat, "What's the point of playing the piano when you're so poor and have money to go to a tournament and no money to pay us back? Bitch."

Then later, the memories become confused.

His life, his real parents, his real brother, his real sister ...... suddenly emerged from his life.

No one asked him what he wanted, and he was pushed along with the current like a boat that could not help itself.

His own father helped him pay back the money and sent him to school, and he made it to the bigger world without having to exert any effort.

Only the violin that fell to the floor was left unattended.

He gained everything, but lost the courage to pick it up.

No.

It's not entirely untried.

In this music room he has written a chapter of the score.

On the opening day of his senior year, when the music classroom was empty, Sheng Mingzhi stole away to a quiet place to escape the noise of the crowd, and here he saw Lu Jiayan.

As a graduate of the secondary school, Lu Jiayan returns to her alma mater every year as a volunteer, sometimes together with Sheng Xu, for events such as the start of the new school year or sports day when she cannot spare the staff.

Wearing the white volunteer uniform of the Annexe and a red duck-tongue cap, he wore a handsome and loose look to clothes that others wore plainly.

In The Pianist at Sea, Nineteen Нundred sees Padovan through the window of a cruise ship and writes Pyg love.

He saw Lu Jiayan through the music classroom window and, with little warning, beautiful notes flowed from his heart, weaving their way into the heart of a teenager.

It's just that it's so old that it's pretty much forgotten, plus he only wrote half of the score at the time, so he didn't take it with him at all.

The memories come to a screeching halt, and Sheng Mingzhi feels that he is becoming more and more fond of recalling the past.

Those regrets made some ripples in his heart.

But Sheng Mingzhi, ever the thinker, shook his head and was ready to forget.

Instead, Jiang Bie suddenly sits on the windowsill, propping his chin up.

Even though he is twenty-four years old, time seems to have left no trace on him, and he still looks like that borderline teenager.

A secret he thought he was the only one who knew.

Just this second, from the mouth of another person.

" Sheng Mingzhi, you wrote the score at that time, have you finished it by now?"

"Buzz".

Sheng Mingzhi's head felt like it had been smashed in and went blank for a few seconds.

Jiang Bie's gaze was firm and his voice gentle: "Did you communicate well to the people you wanted to communicate to?"

He opened his mouth as if to say something else, but when he glanced out of the window and saw the silhouette, Jiang Bie stopped talking.

Sheng Mingzhi is still in a daze.

Jiang Bie tapped him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Someone's here to pick you up."

Sheng Mingzhi now looks back and sees Lu Jiayan at the door of the music classroom at some point.

It was as if it was gradually reuniting with the high school days in my memory, and my heart was beating uncontrollably faster in this moment.

"Sheng Mingzhi." Jiang Bie suddenly called out to him and spoke mysteriously, "If you want to meet someone, it's faster to run."

It was a scene of déjà vu.

Sheng Mingzhi hesitated for a second as if remembering something: "That's not what your mother said, is it?"

Jiang Bie nodded in a serious manner.

Sheng Mingzhi: ......

"What else did Auntie say?"

Jiang Bie shrugged his shoulders and said boldly, "I'm better looking than Lu Jiayan!"

Sheng Mingzhi: ......

You can tell the auntie has a serious filter.jpg

"Also, don't write the score for nothing, what a waste if you don't pull it."

Sheng Mingzhi froze and waved his hand, "Oh. Let's go."

Jiang Bie nodded, "Go ahead."

Sheng Mingzhi thought that Auntie Jiang had a very good point to make.

When you see someone you like, you must run.

Even for a second.

Nor do they want to keep him waiting.

Not much has changed in the Annexe over the years.

The music room is still in the same old condition and the olive trees outside the window are waving in the wind.

The person is also that person.

Lu Jiayan doesn't seem to have changed either, leaning lazily against the side of the car.

Only he went from chasing his back to being alongside him.

Lu Jiayan's eyes retracted from a great distance and finally fell on him.

The next second Sheng Mingzhi jumped on his back and Lu Jiayan swayed slightly as he pounced.

The little ancestor spoke fiercely: "You're done! Three seconds to explain! Why did you deliberately not reply to my tweets!"