“Show Him More Pain and Love”
As soon as Jiang Zhi opened the door, he then saw his own mom pasting a facial mask on her face, sitting on the sofa.
“Not asleep even at this point?”
“Isn’t this waiting for you, I unexpectedly didn’t know that you and Little Fu have already developed a relationship where you can travel outside and spend the night?” Zhang Ru’an couldn’t resist glaring a glance at him.
“This is still in the phase of cultivating feelings, you please don’t speak wildly,” Jiang Zhi said.
Zhang Ru’an was so angry that with a grab she ripped off the facial mask on her face. “Whose family cultivates feelings and returns at this point? My silly son, ah, you must grow a little heart (be more mindful), don’t get a hot head and run wild!”
Jiang Zhi lost his laugh, as if to curry favor捏ing his own old mom’s shoulder, “How is it running wild, today the Fu family ate a reunion dinner, Grandpa called wanting me to go over, also wasn’t good to decline, that’s why it’s to this point.”
“Reunion dinner? The Fu family’s?” Zhang Ru’an was startled for an instant, “That family didn’t eat you up?”
Jiang Zhi was helpless, “Altogether you feel the Fu family is a jackals’ and wolves’ den?”
“Then what attitude did those Fu family people have toward you? Every matter today, every sentence spoken, without missing a single word, speak all of it for me to hear.” Zhang Ru’an pursued questioning not at ease.
“Fine, fine, fine, you really have a worrying fate (are a worrywart).” Jiang Zhi simply spoke of the evening’s matters with his own old mother one time.
“Anyway, ah, I am the one who got engaged to Fu Yunting, no matter how they toss and turn they shouldn’t think of tossing to in front of me.” Jiang Zhi didn’t eat many things in the evening, hugging the snacks Jiang Yan ate and left over, while speaking while creating (eating up).
“How can you be so impolite? How does Mom usually teach you? Ah?” Zhang Ru’an said, “Fortunately the old master is one who understands principles.”
“Then I also don’t want to mix into their family’s matters,” Jiang Zhi spoke with a stiff mouth, “but today I can be considered to have seen it, also not blaming Fu Yunting for being powerful. Fu Yaoming and that eldest son of his indeed have no brains. Grandpa’s body now is already not good; if there weren’t Fu Yunting, this family for sure must scatter, and the Fu’s Corporation also sooner or later must change masters.”
“Yo, only out for a few days, yet understand some principles.” Zhang Ru’an looked at her own son, her face revealing gratification, “Did I happen to not tell you, the marriage contract object your grandfather set back then actually was the Fu family’s eldest?”
Jiang Zhi’s eyes instantly stared over, “Mom, am I after all Grandpa’s biological grandson? Just the Fu family’s eldest, that second-generation ancestor, family-waster! You might as well directly pinch me dead and count it finished.”
張如安 was amused, “Altogether in your eyes the eldest and second differ by this much?”
“What do you say?! Just that face alone differs by a solar system.” Jiang Zhi said, “You don’t know that Fu Jiayang, Fu Yunting with a few sentences then hoodwinked him over, his mom wanting to help him find repair (make up for it) was too late.”
“Little Fu’s head is good to use, but this kind of person’s city mansion (shrewdness) is also deep, not easy to see through.” Zhang Ru’an sighed a breath, “Originally I was still worried wouldn’t you, this little kitten, get eaten dead-tight by someone? Hearing it like this today, Little Fu toward you is not bad, I then am at ease.”
“Is this the point?” Jiang Zhi completely didn’t expect his mom could arrive at a conclusion like this.
“Otherwise what? If the marriage contract object were the eldest, it would be enough for you to drink a pot (suffer plenty).” Zhang Ru’an finished speaking and was about to go upstairs, “Fortunately the old master hurts (loves) Little Fu. That child from childhood was also pitiful, back then if it weren’t for the old master picking him away, it’s still not certain whether he could live to today.”
Jiang Zhi knitted his brows, his brain inexplicably recalling the scene outside the hospital just now; Fu Yunting looked indeed a bit clear and cold.
“You know the Fu family’s matters back then?”
“The specifics are not clear, your dad also didn’t love to speak of these with me. I only know Fu Yaoming is just a bastard. In short, Little Fu and his mother are absolutely not like what is spread outside. If you feel he is okay, then hurt and love (疼, look after/cherish) him a bit more. If it is really unsuitable, I believe he also won’t make things difficult for our family.” Zhang Ru’an finished speaking and then went upstairs.
Jiang Zhi leaned back a bit, recalling those inexplicable emotions of his today; he felt it might be doing good deeds and making out a Holy Mother disease (savior complex).
But playing counts as playing, work still had to continue. These days of returning to the country, Jiang Zhi had continuously been preparing to publish his own first piano album.
The next day early in the morning, he then was picked up by the assistant to the studio.
This staying was a whole day. His work nature wasn’t like ordinary office workers; occasionally for the sake of finding inspiration, walking around the company, sitting a bit in outside coffee shops were all frequent matters. In the middle of vexation, he also personally did a cleaning of the studio’s inside and outside one time.
Very casual and willful.
Having time or not having time, running one more trip to the welfare house to do volunteer work, and days then just passed leisurely like this.
“Xiao Yu, why not willing to go to class?” Jiang Zhi accompanied the boy sitting on that long bench where the two met for the first time.
The boy flattened his mouth, not opening his mouth.
“How? Have small secrets with Brother now?” Jiang Zhi learned his appearance flattening his mouth, feigning anger, “That’s fine, in the future whatever words Brother has also won’t tell you, you please don’t regret it oh?”
The boy was stunned, looking at Jiang Zhi really moving a bit to the side, only then did he speak glutinously.
“Brother recently doesn’t come anymore, Xiao Yu misses you.” The boy’s voice was soft and soft, extremely cute.
“Is it? I thought Xiao Yu had already forgotten Brother, having his own small secrets.” Jiang Zhi said.
Worrying Jiang Zhi really was angry at himself, the little child only then spoke stutteringly, “…They all say my mom doesn’t want me anymore, I don’t want to be together with them.”
Jiang Zhi sighed a breath, understanding.
“No mom will not want her own child, Mom right now must have encountered a very great difficulty, only because of that can she not come here to pick up Xiao Yu.”
“Then will she still come?” Xiao Yu with eyes hooked looked at Jiang Zhi, within his expression all was eagerness.
“Then that has to look at how great this difficulty is, mmh… for example Brother recently just has a small difficulty,” Jiang Zhi said.
“What small difficulty, is it that work is too difficult?” The boy was innocent.
“Yeah, work is too difficult, Brother has to come take a look at Xiao Yu to only then have motive force to go solve the difficulty.” Jiang Zhi kissed him, “Every person’s difficulty is not the same, Mom right now must also be like Brother exerting effort to solve the difficulty, you must believe her.”
“Really?” Perhaps having been disappointed too many times, the boy’s tone still was a bit sad.
“Of course it’s true.” Jiang Zhi pinched his face, taking out a bottle of chocolate beans from his pocket, “Here, eat one, eat one and the mood will immediately get better.”
Xiao Yu pinching a chocolate bean sent it into his mouth, his eyes as expected very quickly lit up.
“Xiao Yu, Brother knows you like the piano, Brother now promises you, as long as you in the future properly take classes together with everyone, every week Brother will all come over to teach you to play the piano, okay?”
“Really?” Xiao Yu had a face of pleasant surprise.
“Of course it’s true, come, pull hooks.” Jiang Zhi stretched out his pinky finger and hooked with Xiao Yu, then made well the agreement.
Xiao Yu this year was four years and more old, more mature than children of the same age, and also his thoughts were a bit heavier than children of the same age. When sent into the welfare house he was not yet four years old, but yet continuously remembered Mom had said, she would come back to pick him up.
Jiang Zhi now felt, sometimes not having a heart and not having lungs (being carefree/heartless) some was also not a bad thing, like this there wouldn’t be too many painful memories.
He saw the children in the yard today who were quite a bit more lively than usual, having some sighs. The children compared to knowledge, what they learned more here was the changes of human feelings; inside the yard as long as a strange woman appeared, they would swarm forward competing to call Mom, hoping to be able to get more attention, thirsting to be able to early find a family belonging to themselves.
Jiang Zhi asked the boy beside him, why not play together with everyone.
The boy only shook the chocolate bottle in his hand, and then in a small voice emphasized to him.
“I have a mom.”
In the evening after saying goodbye to the children, Jiang Zhi rarely went to a bar with Zhao Fei and the line of people, but most of the time was in silence.
Perhaps it was too boring, perhaps it was unable to look at too much human suffering.
Toward Jiang Zhi being able to come out together with himself, Zhao Fei was pleased beyond his expectations; the self-confidence knocked into pieces by Fu Yunting last time finally was found back some.
“Come, touch one.” His wine glass actively toward Jiang Zhi’s direction touched.
Jiang Zhi followed the momentum and touched once with him, taking a light sip.
The bar at this time just was a noisy time; under the drive of alcohol, the distance between person and person unconsciously pulled close, even the smallest and most introverted girl in the team all let open her hands and feet in the dance floor not far away.
“Go down and play a bit?” Zhao Fei actively invited.
“No.” Jiang Zhi toward odors was very sensitive. Zhao Fei today dressed up like a flower butterfly; the inferior fragrance on his body was more pungent than inferior perfume on long-distance buses, “You guys play, I’ll sit a bit.”
“Knowing you are unhappy today, the old doesn’t go the new doesn’t come, if I am to look, you two by birth just are not people of one world.” Zhao Fei took a look at the price list, and ordered one more glass.
Jiang Zhi knitted his brows, finally seriously took a glance at him, but his tone yet had some uncertainty.
“Are you speaking with me?” What ‘the old doesn’t go the new doesn’t come’, what kind of bird language is this person speaking?
“…Otherwise?” Zhao Fei’s face had a moment of stiffness, but thinking of today’s purpose, the smile again very quickly recovered.
“……” Jiang Zhi was dazed for an instant, and suddenly understood, “Then with whom am I one world, you?”
Zhao Fei didn’t expect he was so direct today, shaking the ice cubes inside the glass, and anxiously placing it down again. Jiang Zhi after all was not the same as those played with previously.
“Still thought you didn’t understand, since it’s all spoken out, we today might as well be honest some, what do you think of me?”
Compared to the distant dance floor, the bar counter side was quieter; the conversation of the two without missing a word transmitted into the ears of the bartender who had already noticed them for a long time.
The other party dyed a head of red hair, hearing the words the hand actions first paused for two seconds, turning to rapidly complete the series of operations in front of his eyes, lowering his head toward the phone operating for a bit, and then pushed the special blend he just finished to in front of Jiang Zhi’s eyes.
“Little older brother, the special blend belonging to you.”
The liquid inside this cup of special blend was very pretty, on top floating a faint purple-red, below being some thick light-yellow; to deal with Jiang Zhi’s kind of appearance association (visual person), it was very useful.
But Jiang Zhi today’s emotion was not right, not accepting the favor.
“No merit no acceptance of reward, the intent is accepted, trouble to record it on my bill.”
“Seeing a pretty little older brother, feeling delighted to the eyes only, no other meaning, still please smile and accept.” After the other party finished speaking, with a deep meaning took a glance at Zhao Fei beside him, “You two play happily.”
Jiang Zhi frowned, always feeling this person… within his gaze carried a flavor of gloating over misfortune.
After such a turn, the topic Zhao Fei with great difficulty opened was directly interrupted, the atmosphere having a slight freezing, he could only borrow the gap of answering a phone call to go outside and adjust his emotion a bit.
After returning Jiang Zhi still sat in the original position. Across his face flashed a stroke of a succeeded smile; if this were changed to normal times Jiang Zhi completely couldn’t stay for this long of a time, it seemed this matter was about to succeed.
“How about it Jiang Zhi, considered well?”
This bit of time and work, Jiang Zhi then drank the wine in front of him completely clean, “Consider what?”
Zhao Fei pulled the corners of his lips, exerting effort to emit charm.
“Of course considering me, ah? Your coming to the service team also has a period of time, I feel our three views tally, and have the same goal, you… willing or not willing to be my boyfriend? In the future we together bring warmth to the children.”
But this look in Jiang Zhi’s eyes, yet greased him so much his whole person was unsuitable (uncomfortable).
He just wanted one more glass of wine to remove the grease, but yet saw the bartender in front with eyes smiling-ly staring behind himself.
Perceiving the inexplicable cold intent behind him, Jiang Zhi suddenly had a kind of bad premonition, he slowly turned his body to go look, and then saw a familiar human shadow stand behind himself without a sound.
The other party at this time was in a set of dark-colored formal dress, the necktie meticulously tied, looking seemingly just having come down from some important meeting.
His face heavy and sinking, standing under the bar’s sometimes red sometimes green lights, quite having a flavor of a hell messenger.
Jiang Zhi supported his forehead, he just knew!
“This gentleman, is it you who is harassing my fiancé?” Fu Yunting said.
Facing Fu Yunting’s dark and unclear gaze, Zhao Fei’s cold sweat in an instant then came down.
The red-haired bartender seeing this array of forces, looking at excitement not fearing the matter being big, openly pulled out his phone with a kacha sound, recording this scene down, and then crazily backed it up.