Jiang Yizhou felt the tangible warmth and touch around him, never imagining he would be connected to someone who was not meant to be born.
In his past life, he always had a childish mindset, hoping that his parents would continuously provide him with comfort and support. However, his parents soon grew old, exhausted from a lifetime of labor, returning to their hometown with injuries that were not life-threatening but still painful, hoping that their son, who once made them proud, would have a bright future.
But in the end, Jiang Yizhou was lazy about life. He wanted to return to a time when he was carefree, not needing to think about work, the future, marriage, or love—things everyone must contemplate, accept, and strive for.
He was like a child who had not been weaned, too lazy to do anything for himself, knowing that if he cried and fussed, his mother would come close, and the sweet milk would lull him into a satisfied sleep, over and over again...
Jiang Yizhou looked around in confusion. Crowds entered and exited the Temple Fair, each person wearing a smile—couples walking hand in hand, families of three enjoying their time together, and friends chatting as they strolled.
Shouldn't I take a step forward?
Jiang Yizhou glanced down and saw that at some point the girl had lifted her head, her eyes filled with tears of anticipation. Meanwhile, her grip on his right arm tightened as if to say, "I don't want you to leave!"
This was the first time Jiang Yizhou felt such heavy expectations from someone else. Although his parents worried about him, they only prepared an escape route for themselves, tidying up his room in their hometown and telling him, "Don't worry; work hard out there. Don't neglect yourself; remember to come home!"
His siblings each had their own troubles and lives; they could not—and would not—have any expectations of him.
Only now did Jiang Yizhou feel as if his drifting soul was pressed down to the ground by something tangible.
"Let's go; I'll take you home!" Jiang Yizhou did not respond directly. He wanted to avoid giving an answer and did not wish to give one so lightly. So he chose the same course of action as in his past life: doing nothing.
Doing nothing was the worst choice among all the consequences reality brought him. Jiang Yizhou continued to evade responsibility as if believing that by burying his head in the sand, he could escape whatever happened next.
However, to Ding Zhengnan, all this seemed like an implicit acceptance of her feelings. Jiang Yizhou was inherently a clumsy person in life who did not understand how to express emotions or even comprehend what feelings truly were.
Holding the arm of Jiang Yizhou, who was about her age, she felt like a happy woman. Although there were no grand promises or unforgettable memories, just tightly holding onto the boy's arm made this moment feel different.
"Mm!" Ding Zhengnan was overflowing with joy, and anyone who wasn't visually impaired could see that she was a girl in love.
After accompanying the girl home, he stood at the door and held her back, explaining somewhat awkwardly, "This is where we stop!"
Considering his parents' reaction, Ding Zhengnan reluctantly released his arm. He immediately turned around and gave Jiang Yizhou a warm hug, almost hanging onto him.
"Don't move, let me hold you for a while!" The girl said this as she closed her eyes and leaned against Jiang Yizhou's chest, expressing her feelings in this way.
Jiang Yizhou felt a bit shy and looked around. Although this was a villa area with few people around, it still felt somewhat embarrassing. He noticed the girl sliding down a bit and hesitated before lifting her up to avoid any awkwardness.
Then Jiang Yizhou became a bit tense because he spotted the girl's mother through the window beside the door. Why did villas have so many windows? Don't rich people worry about security? Someday I will buy one too...
When Jiang Yizhou made eye contact with Lu Yan, he saw her move away from the window and began to think various thoughts to calm his anxious heart.
He gently set down the reluctant girl, who needed to look up at him since she wasn't wearing high heels or platform shoes. They exchanged glances, both blushing, and she started urging Jiang Yizhou to leave quickly while she adjusted her outfit to avoid any potential embarrassment.
Once Jiang Yizhou was out of sight, Ding Zhengnan walked into the house with a faint blush on her cheeks. "Mom, I'm back!"
Lu Yan was applying a face mask, half lying on the sofa while changing TV channels with the remote. "I thought you would wait until I finished my mask before coming back. So, how far did you go with that guy?"
Inside, Lu Yan kept telling herself to stay calm; otherwise, the mask wouldn't work.
"Mom, it's nothing much... I just held hands with him..." The girl felt shy saying it.
Lu Yan maintained a cold expression, glanced at her daughter, and returned to her television screen. "So who was just now hanging on someone like a silly bear, reluctant to let go?"
Ding Zhengnan realized that his mother had caught him and elongated his voice, calling out, "Mom~~"
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"Bss, what are you doing here?" Song Rushi was currently busy because of Jiang Yizhou's words. She was running around, arranging and coordinating various personnel, handling related procedures. With many departments closed for the New Year, everything had to be completed before the Spring Festival holiday.
"Isn't it because I have nothing else to do?" Jiang Yizhou said, slightly pleased. No matter what, having a girl pursue him gave him a sense of achievement that was quite exhilarating. At least he was different from his previous life and the old Jiang Yizhou.
In his past life, he was a confused and immature guy without any confidence; in fact, no girl had ever pursued him. The simpler version of himself had no concept of such things. Now, combined with the experiences of two lives, he suddenly realized he was different. Even though he still had many flaws, he also possessed qualities that could attract girls.
Hearing this, Song Rushi immediately got angry and said with a forced smile, "Boss, you don't mind if I find you some work to do, right?"
"Of course I don't mind..." Jiang Yizhou was still a bit taken aback.
"Mm~~" Song Rushi nodded in satisfaction. The Boss still had some redeeming qualities, such as being able to recognize mistakes and correct them, being approachable and trusting towards subordinates, and having a sense of pride. As long as he promised something, he would generally follow through. She smiled as she pointed to a stack of documents about half a meter high beside her. "Then I'll trouble you to help me handle these. Just check them; I've organized most of it!"
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