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"What's wrong? Did your girlfriend stand you up, or what happened?" Song Rushi teased as she saw Jiang Yizhou return, dejectedly holding a sign.
Jiang Yizhou tossed the sign to the back seat, buckled his seatbelt, and after calming his breath and starting the car smoothly, he revealed a bit of the situation.
"No, she was picked up by her aunt who lives here for work. I didn't even catch a glimpse of her."
Song Rushi's face, which had been subtly suppressing a smile, broke into a grin. "Then next time, just communicate better with your girlfriend. Look at that one called Ding Zhengnan," she glanced at the sign in the back seat, "who did she go with?"
"Of course she went with me! This time her aunt tricked me. Originally, Ding Zhengnan and I had everything sorted out, but today her aunt suddenly notified me that Ding Zhengnan had to change her flight due to some matter and would be late. She asked her to let me know, but there was actually nothing going on; she arrived at the original time. Isn't this just messing with me?"
The more Jiang Yizhou thought about it, the angrier he became. He had a stubborn personality and would never compromise his own feelings for someone else; otherwise, he wouldn't have had such a hard and lonely life in his past.
If a rich and beautiful woman were to pursue him, would he accept? He would probably refuse because such status inherently comes with many thresholds and demands. Perhaps she might want to be with him out of fate and curiosity, disregarding everything else; such things are merely coincidences.
But then life would bring various conflicts—clashes of values and emotional entanglements—who would choose to compromise? Jiang Yizhou certainly wouldn’t; that’s just how stubborn he was. He would wait until the other party showed enough initiative.
However, reality proved that he was thinking too simply. Such good things rarely happen. A person who views love as something measurable can't be considered a scumbag; he probably deserved whatever came his way.
His initial thoughts were better! Find an ordinary girl with decent qualities, someone average, and lay everything out like in "If You Are the One," setting clear terms: what I want and what you want, then slowly cultivate feelings. Now, Jiang Yizhou truly felt some regret!
Seeing Jiang Yizhou lost in thought, Song Rushi casually asked, "So what do you plan to do? Expose her or just swallow this bitter pill?"
Jiang Yizhou fiddled with the pendant hanging in front of him, absentmindedly saying something quite alarming. "I somewhat regret getting into this relationship; however, it's not her fault. I can't bring myself to say that!"
This sounded cold to Song Rushi; it felt like announcing an end to a relationship from the perspective of a girl in love. There was no doubt about it—the only question was how to end it.
He was still a child—a child in the adult world—taking the carefree games of childhood and applying them to such an important matter.
"I think you should be more cautious! Any relationship that reaches marriage must pass through family approval. Of course, if you're marrying someone who's close to their relatives or someone without family ties—just consider me out of the picture."
Out of sympathy for the girl who knew nothing, she offered a few words of help.
"Good idea! If I look for a partner in the future, I'll use your two standards!" Jiang Yizhou nodded in agreement, but clearly did not follow Song Rushi's line of thought.
Pfft~~
How does this person even think? Song Rushi mentally complained, realizing that he was truly different from others. Remembering her friend's analysis, she felt somewhat relieved but also helpless; there was nothing she could do about it.
Immature mindset... Reflecting on the ridiculous things she had done at that age, she thought that being an adult—though just barely—made such foolishness seem quite out of place.
Indeed, people like this would be troubled by life's necessities forever. They wouldn't have the energy, time, or money to engage in so many activities; perhaps it would be more meaningful for society if they focused on more practical matters?
Once a person has conditions, many problems and dark sides will be exposed. Conversely, one can live peacefully as an ordinary person—despite some flaws—who is generally kind-hearted.
As a subordinate, Song Rushi found it inappropriate to criticize him. She held back her chaotic thoughts and took her boss to a nearby Chinese restaurant for dinner before returning to the apartment without further concern for him.
...
"Ding dong... ding dong..."
The doorbell rang twice. Seeing Jiang Yizhou in a strange state since last night—sullen and silent—Song Rushi got up to open the door.
"Hello..." The poor girl had arrived. Song Rushi's expression was somewhat complicated. Did you really know nothing? What a naive girl.
"You must be Sister Song! Hello, I'm here to find Yi Zhou!" Ding Zhengnan had called Jiang Yizhou as soon as he arrived at his aunt's house last night, but his phone was off. He tried the landline only to be told that he was already asleep and had received a bunch of nonsensical remarks from this Sister Song, which he didn't take seriously.
Unable to reach him all night, he rushed over early the next morning.
Walking into the living room, he saw Jiang Yizhou sitting calmly in front of the TV, constantly changing the channels. Ding Zhengnan happily sat down beside him.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling down?"
Noticing his boyfriend's state, even someone as oblivious as Ding Zhengnan could tell something was off. He leaned closer and wrapped his arms around Jiang Yizhou's arm, sincerely asking.
"..." For some reason, the determination he had previously made felt like it had been altered, as if someone had added an egg, side dishes, and beef slices to a bowl of noodles that he had already decided to eat. It was just that kind of feeling.
It might have been the sensation of the arm he was holding, or perhaps the worry of hurting this girl; he wasn't sure what it was. In any case, it was a mix of complex emotions—guilt and reluctance...
Such a girl, such... So he really hated this illogical feeling. Logically speaking, aside from threats to his own life and principles, there wasn't much he couldn't let go of.
So what else could he do? He didn't dare to speak up and hurt her. Once again, like a puppet, he was pulled out the door by her, getting into the car she drove to visit places she found interesting and see beautiful sights...
Leaving Song Rushi, who was somewhat dumbfounded. Goodness, without feelings involved, how could he refuse her? Turns out you are also someone who loves to talk big!
However, none of this had anything to do with Song Rushi, who was twenty-nine years old and had never been in a relationship nor wanted to get married.
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