dhibooks Chapter 46 "Wouldn't like me either."
Chapter 46 "Wouldn't like me either."
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"Whether the road is broad or full of thorns, he can walk with confidence. No matter what the result is, there may be flowers blooming on the road of thorns."
After saying the last sentence of hypocritical flowers, Fu Jing burst out laughing, followed by hearty laughter continuously, "I didn't expect Ming Yu to be so poetic, cultural people are different."
Ji Mingyu was taken aback for a moment, why did he think this sister was so moody?
However, he also felt a little embarrassed. These were the few sentences he wrote in the entry draft. It was okay when he wrote it out. How could he be so ashamed when he said it?
In particular, what Ji Mingyu said was high-sounding, and he himself was extremely double-standard. After all, when he first learned about it, he was also curious about who the grandson who fascinated Fu Shi'an was, and he was also angry if this person had been spoiled by Fu Shi'an, but when he heard Fu Shi'an When she said in a low voice that that person didn't like him, Ji Mingyu was more than happy but also felt an uncontrollable distress in her heart.
After all, he believed in Fu Shi'an, believing in Fu Shi'an was not a whim, but a confirmation obtained after careful consideration.Ji Mingyu couldn't help him much, he could only support him mentally.
When Fu Shi'an arrived, Ji Mingyu and Fu Jing were chatting happily, "What are you talking about? So happy?"
The two looked at each other, and said it was nothing, tacitly, when Fu Shi'an asked what they were busy with in the afternoon, they tacitly didn't mention Huang Chengcheng.
The food at Huanxia Hotel is not delicious, but it is also worthy of its price.As the weather got late, the number of people in the restaurant gradually increased. Most of them were couples, and some couples had children.
Halfway through the meal, the lights in the restaurant dimmed, and the violinist approached with the piano. At the table by the window five meters away from Ji Mingyu and the others, a man in a suit held flowers and began to confess his love to a girl.
The eyes of many people in the restaurant were attracted. Fu Jing seemed to realize that today is Qixi Festival, and cast her eyes happily. Ji Mingyu and Fu Shi'an also turned their heads to look.
When the girl said yes excitedly, the two embraced enthusiastically, and the crowd began to applaud, as if the joy was contagious. Ji Mingyu smiled, and then clapped and blessed. The people around him remained silent in Yu Guangli, and Ji Mingyu's joy suddenly It was cut in half.
The couple who had successfully confessed their love over there had already started kissing, so Ji Mingyu turned his head and happened to meet Fu Shian's gaze beside him. It was at this time that the light suddenly turned on, illuminating the emotions in Fu Shian's eyes that were too late to hide.Ji Mingyu's heart skipped a beat, his eyes had been looked at countless times, but this time his heart jumped, and that Weibo comment popped up uncontrollably in his mind.
In a blink of an eye, Fu Shi'an's eyes had recovered, and he turned his head and looked away.
Fu Jing glanced over them, paused for a while longer on Ji Mingyu's face, and commented casually, "Everything is fine, but the tune is a bit dull."
Ji Mingyu shook off the nonsense in his head, recovered his senses and said, "I think it sounds good?"
Fu Jing frowned and squinted at him, Ji Mingyu saw the words "What's your taste?" on her face without opening her mouth.
Ji Mingyu smiled, but said nothing.
Fu Jing suddenly asked, "Ming Yu hasn't found a partner yet?"
Ji Mingyu: "No."
"I still miss that girl." Fu Jing raised her eyebrows, and then said leisurely, "Then why did you come to Zewu from the magic capital?"
Originally, it was just a casual question like an elder, but when it came to his ex-girlfriend, Ji Mingyu knew that Fu Jing knew about Qin Mo, and it was probably Fu Shi'an who mentioned it.
He turned his head to look at Fu Shi'an, and Fu Shi'an was also looking at him. It was probably because the warm light was blurred, and the facial features outlined were very affectionate. Ji Mingyu didn't dare to meet Fu Shi'an's eyes, so he turned his eyes away and continued to drink from the bowl "No, it has nothing to do with her."
"Oh?" Fu Jing seemed very interested in his love life: "What does that have to do with it?"
Ji Mingyu pondered for a while and didn't say casually: "I haven't met the right person."
Fu Jing clicked her tongue: "What's the meaning of being suitable? You have to like it. Shi'an, you say yes."
Fu Shi'an raised his gaze, saw Fu Jing blinked at him, and then hummed for a moment.
"Ming Yuchang is so handsome, there must be a lot of people he likes." Fu Jing still looked at Fu Shi'an, and looked back after seeing her younger brother frown slightly: "Is there no one I like?"
Ji Mingyu lowered his head and didn't notice the exchange of eyebrows between the two of them. Hearing this question, the hand holding the spoon paused, "Not yet."
Fu Jing: "What kind do you like? Male and female?"
Ji Mingyu didn't expect Fu Jing to ask such a question suddenly, he choked a mouthful of thick soup into his throat, he coughed twice and just reached out to take out a tissue, Fu Shi'an had already handed it over, and then patted him on the back to give him comfort, like a warning Shouted: "Sister".
Fu Jing didn't take it seriously, this young man just now had a lot of discussions about sexual orientation with her.
The thick soup not only choked his throat, but also spilled on his hands. Ji Mingyu took advantage of it to go to the bathroom, afraid that Fu Jing would say something shocking again.
Sister Jing and Fu Shi'an's personalities are really different at all, and they don't play cards according to routines at all.
Could it be that Fu Jing misunderstood what he meant just now?
Although Fu Jing said she wanted to treat herself, Ji Mingyu paid the bill while she was in the bathroom. After the three of them finished eating, they didn't forget to pack a dinner for Huang Chengcheng. Ji Mingyu went to the parking lot and drove the car out. Asking Fu Shi'an to wait for him here, Fu Shi'an also had a chat with Fu Jing in the hotel lobby.
There are a lot of people in the hotel, and they are all couples coming and going. There are happy smiling faces everywhere. Looking at the silent brother sitting next to him, Fu Jing put the lunch box on the table, and Fu Shian searched for it on the right side of the hotel entrance. a sofa to sit on.
Fu Shi'an cared a few words about his parents' health, and he was relieved when he found out that everything was fine. He was working in another place, but fortunately, Fu Jing was a family lover and could take care of some at home.
Fu Jing started talking, and asked, "I heard from Ming Yu that you have been promoted two levels in a row, and now you are a supervisor?"
Fu Shi'an: "Yes."
Fu Jing: "Then coming to Zewu is not without any benefits."
Fu Shi'an smiled and didn't answer.
Fu Jing looked at him for a while, then suddenly asked, "Is that what you plan to do?"
Fu Shi'an looked up at her, as if he didn't understand what she meant.
"When you graduated, I thought you would go to Shanghai with me, but I didn't expect you to choose Luzhou. In those two years, I thought you figured it out, but I didn't expect you to come back after going around." Fu Jing leaned on the sofa After speaking, he laughed helplessly, "Do you have to hang yourself on this tree?"
Fu Shi'an lowered his eyes, fixed his eyes on the food packed by Ji Mingyu on the table, and crossed his hands and fingers unconsciously turning around, as if he was thinking or remembering.
After Ji Mingyu went to Shanghai and parted ways with him, he actually wanted to say that he had thought about it and tried it, but with the distance, the change of time, the few words of greetings on holidays, and the occasional glimpse of a corner of life in the group chat, his Not only did he not come out, but he got stuck in the past, and finally had to compromise. He obviously wanted to stay away, but he couldn't help but get closer.
Fu Jing sighed softly, knowing his stubbornness, and asked tentatively, "You never thought of telling him?"
Hearing this, Fu Shi'an finally had an expression. He pursed his lips and remained silent for two seconds, "It's fine now."
"What a fart." Fu Jing hated iron for being weak, raised her eyebrows and raised her voice: "Do you have a tendency to self-torture?!"
Fu Shi'an laughed: "Get used to it."
Fu Jing raised her eyes and stared at him, feeling very helpless, she clicked her tongue after a long while, and then said, "But Ming Yu is really good, he is handsome and has a good personality, and his personality is also very good, no wonder you like him."
There was a smile in Fu Shi'an's eyes, and he wanted to say that Ji Mingyu had more advantages than that, but Fu Jing continued, "It's just too dull."
Fu Shi'an smiled, and wanted to say that it would be better for him to be dull, but there was another voice in his heart whispering that he hoped that he would not be so dull.
Mostly, he is no different from those who have secret crushes. In the past, he was afraid that this person would know, but now he was a little afraid that he would not know. But he only dared to think about it. After all, Fu Shi'an didn't dare to think about the result after knowing it.
"I don't think he looks like he doesn't care about you at all. I remember that your taste also speaks for you in secret." Fu Jing leaned on the sofa, playing with the nails she had just done two days ago, thinking of Ji Mingyu's evening speech Therefore, he urged Fu Shi'an to speak, "Would you like to try it?"
Soothing music was played on the stereo in the hall, people came and went, one after another, some were sweet and some were frustrated, pedestrians occasionally whispered but not noisy, Ji Mingyu just opened the door and walked in just at a distance enough to hear their conversation clearly, he froze in place I was stunned for two seconds, thinking that I might be thinking wrong.But the words of Fu Shi'an, who was sitting with his back to him, instantly made his reason untenable.
"He is not the same as me, and he will not like me."