Broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs, and a body proportioned like a male model. Who is Jiang Muyan?
Song Yutang looked around, and when he saw that there was no one there, he quickly ran over and lowered his voice and asked, "Why haven't you left yet?"
Jiang Muyan pulled her to a hiding place nearby and replied helplessly, "He Bingzheng is coming with bad intentions. I don't feel at ease, so I stayed and took a look."
"... I'm here, what do you have to worry about?"
"I'm afraid you'll suffer a loss."
These four words of understatement made Song Yutang stunned.
The next second, she jumped directly into Jiang Muyan's arms.
The movements were so fast that she didn't even have time to react, as if her body had made a decision before her brain.
Jiang Muyan was startled and subconsciously raised his hands. "What's wrong with you?"
Song Yutang said nothing and buried her face in his chest.
The tip of my nose was filled with the faint smell of laundry detergent from him, dry and warm, with a little bit of sunshine.
The warm smell penetrated down the nasal cavity, seeming to dissolve the blockage in the chest bit by bit.
She suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
It was obvious that she had struggled out of the quagmire all by herself from so many narrow escapes in her previous life.
I gritted my teeth and swallowed it into my stomach, licked it when it bled, and then tore it open when it became scabbed. I never told anyone about the pain.
Why do I suddenly feel tired when I see Jiang Muyan?
But his chest was so warm and his heartbeat was so steady that Song Yutang couldn't bear to let go.
She buried her whole face in his chest, her voice a little aggrieved. "I feel so confused and uncomfortable."
Jiang Muyan was suddenly silent for a long time, and the hand raised in the air gently fell on her back. "Is there anything I can do?"
Song Yutang said in a dull voice, "You can't do anything."
This sentence is true.
He can't help her.
Those people and those things have passed for a long, long time, and have long since become a speck of dust in history.
No one can share the torture she suffered.
In the life-and-death situations she gritted her teeth through, no one could help.
She doesn't even need anyone's comfort, nor does she expect anyone to give her any answers.
But once those things were revealed, she would still feel uncomfortable.
It's like an old wound that has scabbed over for a long time. If you don't touch it on weekdays, you almost forget it exists.
Once I touch it lightly, I can't help but think of how painful it was when the bleeding occurred.
The pain made her whole body shiver. It hurt so much that when she saw the man in front of her who responded to everything and had everything settled, she couldn't help but want to get into his arms and lean against him.
Jiang Muyan didn't ask any further questions, but patted her back gently. "Then what can you do to avoid panicking? How can you be happier?"
Song Yutang closed his eyes and put the weight of his body on him little by little. "Let me lean on you and take it easy. It will be fine if you take it easy for a while."
Jiang Muyan didn't speak or move anymore.
He just stood there, letting her lean against him.
Like a tree that has been rooted for a long time, it cannot be blown away by the wind or beaten away by the rain.
Song Yutang buried her face into his chest again.
His heartbeat was very steady, thump, thump, thump, once in a while, not impatient or impatient.
As she listened, her eyes suddenly became hot.
It turns out that this is what it feels like to lean on someone.
It turns out that when you really can't bear it anymore, you can lean on the people around you.
It's a bit embarrassing, but...
This feels very good.
I don't know how long it took, but Song Yutang gathered her mood and withdrew from his arms.
She wiped her face with her palms and raised a smile, "Okay, it's okay. I have to be busy for a while, so you can go back first."
Seeing Song Yutang turning around to leave, Jiang Muyan suddenly grabbed her wrist. "The things here are over. I'll take you somewhere."
"No, the food hasn't been served yet..."
"With Butler Wang and Secretary Dong here, everything will be fine."
"... Where are you taking me?"
"You'll know when you get there."
"..."
Song Yutang was stuffed into the car by Jiang Muyan.
When he came back to his senses, he was already standing at the gate of a university.
Song Yutang stared at the majestic school gate in stunned silence. "This is..."
Jiang Muyan parked the car and put away the keys. "Yes, this is my school. I went to college and graduate school here."
Song Yutang became even more puzzled. "Our restaurant is opening today, why did you bring me to your school?"
Jiang Muyan went straight to the nearby convenience store without saying anything.
When he came out again, he had an ice cream cone in his hand.
He tore open the package and handed the cone to Song Yutang: "I have always thought that this kind of ice cream cone is the most delicious. But for some reason, there are very few places selling it."
Song Yutang couldn't help but point to the label above. "Maybe it's too expensive?"
Jiang Muyan silently looked at the ￥39.9 figure and nodded in agreement. "It's indeed too expensive, but it's really delicious."
Song Yutang hesitated and stuck out his tongue to take a lick.
As a result, her eyes suddenly lit up and she licked it several times in a row. "Hmm... it's delicious. What does this taste like? I've never tasted such a special taste."
Jiang Muyan also laughed, "It's vanilla. There is a legend in our school that the vanilla ice cream in this convenience store is the only one in Cloud City. Eat one when you are in a bad mood, and you will definitely feel better immediately."
Song Yutang took small sips and murmured, "Then why don't you eat?"
Jiang Muyan said without changing his expression, "It's too expensive and I can't bear to part with it."
Song Yutang was stunned and couldn't help laughing, "You are worth tens of billions, right? Do you think ice cream is expensive?"
Jiang Muyan said seriously, "The reason legends are legends is because they are out of reach. The reason why some things are beautiful is because they remain in memory. I was very frustrated when I couldn't get investment before, so I ate a cone and it turned out much better. If I eat it every day, it won't have such good effects."
Song Yutang When I think about it, this makes sense.
Although this ice cream is delicious, it's not overly delicious.
Maybe it's because of its price and the legend in the school that it seems particularly precious.
She said nothing more and licked the ice cream in small sips.
The two of them walked along the street outside the school, chatting and chatting.
The shadow of the sycamore tree fell on them, like broken gold, which swayed when the wind blew.
When only half of the ice cream was left, Jiang Muyan suddenly took her hand and said, "I'll take you somewhere else."