Jiang Mingxi sighed.
Leaning back in her chair, a little tired, she let Song Lan hold her. "But, Teacher Song, I feel really bad. Everything else is fine, but what you said about Bai Zheming showing his back when we first met really bothered me."
"I was wrong." Song Lan hugged the person and admitted her mistake.
Jiang Mingxi shook her head, "It's not entirely your fault. I lied to you first and didn't give you a sense of security..."
Fearing Jiang Mingxi would say "let's break up," Song Lan's heart pounded with anxiety, and she hurriedly interrupted, " Jiang Mingxi..."
Jiang Mingxi finished speaking calmly, "We got together way too quickly."
Song Lan's panicked heart began to sink.
He always messes things up.
He held Jiang Mingxi's hand tightly, as if loosening it even slightly meant waking up from a dream, and the stars were gone.
Jiang Mingxi raised her hand and touched Song Lan's face. " Chen Chong and Zhao Jiayuan, they've been chatting online for years. Chen Chong knows that Zhao Jiayuan always been afraid of pain, knows that Zhao Jiayuan Zhao Jiayuan always wants to eat strawberry candy when he's unhappy, knows that Zhao Jiayuan is grumpy in the morning, and knows how to soothe him when he's grumpy, knows that Zhao Jiayuan will say the opposite of what he means when he's angry..."
"They understand each other through the small, everyday details."
I heard from Zhao Ke that Feng Moshan had been pursuing him for a long time.
There's no emotional foundation between us.
Song Lan shook her head, her voice urgent, "No, Jiang Mingxi, feelings can be cultivated little by little."
"I've taken on Director Zheng's project, and I'll have a lot of contact with Bai Zheming afterward. If there's no trust, we'll inevitably have more arguments, and those arguments are very hurtful. I don't want to get caught in that cycle."
Song Lan was speechless.
He certainly used hurtful words.
Those were indeed harsh words.
Jiang Mingxi was right. If Bai Zheming and Jiang Mingxi had any close contact again and Bai Zheming still protected Jiang Mingxi, he would definitely still feel jealous.
Even if he changes, he can't stop being jealous.
He was indeed afraid that Jiang Mingxi might suddenly withdraw her passionate affection and turn away.
But in reality, he has messed things up again.
Looking at Song Lan's dejected, frustrated, and pained face, Jiang Mingxi touched her finger and said, "Let's start over, back to the beginning, get to know each other better, and give our relationship some space, okay?"
A slight pause crossed Song Lan's dim eyes.
Jiang Mingxi smiled slightly, "Let the feelings develop slowly. When the time is right, they'll naturally blossom; if not..."
Song Lan quickly shook her head, "No, it's not unsuitable. It will be suitable. Jiang Mingxi is suitable."
Jiang Mingxi removed her hand from Song Lan's cheek, took a deep breath, exhaled, and extended her hand to Song Lan, "Hello Song Lan, I'm Jiang Mingxi, nice to meet you." (This transition was very quick!!!)
Song Lan frowned, lowered her eyes, and looked at Jiang Mingxi's fingers.
Just yesterday, they were embracing and doing the most intimate things lovers do. It was only yesterday that he truly understood why Jiang Mingxi had left him.
But now...
They should act as if they're meeting for the first time.
My chest aches.
Song Lan paused for a moment, then took Jiang Mingxi's hand. "Hello, Jiang Mingxi, I'm Song Lan."
He stopped speaking, looked up at Jiang Mingxi, his gaze burning and resolute, "I've come to pursue you."
This is what Jiang Mingxi said to Song Lan when they first met in Bridgehead Village.
Now.
Song Lan told Jiang Mingxi.
Driving back to Jiang Mingxi's house, Song Lan drove the whole way, while Jiang Mingxi looked down at the documents Song Lan had given him. The two barely spoke to each other.
Upon arriving at the entrance of the residential compound, Jiang Mingxi got out of the car with the documents in her hands. She was polite, but not distant. "Thank you, Teacher Song, for helping me look these up. I'll go upstairs now."
If none of this had happened, they should be going back to Jiang Mingxi's house together now.
They hug, they kiss, they sleep together; they're a couple deeply in love...
But there are no "ifs".
Even though Song Lan wanted to hug her tightly, she restrained herself and followed Jiang Mingxi's advice to slow down and begin slowly.
Gripping the steering wheel, Song Lan asked, "Are you going to 'Ju' tomorrow to look for what that old man left behind?"
The information Song Lan found also led her to this old tailor.
Jiang Mingxi hummed in agreement. "Go."
"I'll pick you up tomorrow, shall we go together?" He was originally going to go together, but now he was filled with anxiety, fearing that Jiang Mingxi would refuse.
Jiang Mingxi waved the documents in her hand. "Okay, let's meet at the entrance of 'Ju' tomorrow at 10 a. m.."
Having said what she needed to say, Jiang Mingxi turned and left.
He walked briskly.
It seems that in this relationship, one can come and go as one pleases, and whether to stay or leave is entirely up to one's own will.
But only I know how much pain I'm in.
Song Lan's words pierced his heart with a deep, agonizing pain.
The Song Family.
When Song Lan entered the door, the old man, Song Bai, and his sister-in-law were playing cards.
Upon seeing him return, the three of them stared at him as if they'd seen a ghost, exclaiming in unison, "Why are you back?"
After saying that.
Before Song Lan could speak, her sister-in-law jumped up from the sofa, frowned, and quickly looked Song Lan up and down before saying with great certainty, "Did you two have a fight?"
Upon hearing that they had argued, Song Bai, being someone with experience, quickly said, "You shouldn't have come back if you've argued. You should have clung to your wife relentlessly, and a few kisses and hugs would have made up. What are you doing back here? Coming back for a cold war? My god! Are you sick in the head?"
The old man looked at Song Lan in disbelief, "No, you two were fine when you left this afternoon, how could you have started arguing so quickly?"
Song Lan, unable to utter a single word, leaned weakly against the wall by the door.
"We didn't argue." With a muffled sigh, Song Lan tugged at her collar, irritably changed her shoes, and headed towards her room.
Seeing him like this, Song Bai stepped forward and grabbed him, "You look like you have a terminal illness, and you still say you didn't have a fight? You're kidding me! What happened?"
Two minutes later.
The Song Family, having learned the whole story from Song Lan:...
Song Bai couldn't help himself and slapped Song Lan. "So, originally Xiaoxi felt she had lied to you, and should have been the Xiaoxi comforting you and not being angry. Now, because of your actions, you've lost your wife?"
The eldest sister-in-law couldn't help herself and raised her hand to slap Song Lan. "If I were Jiang Mingxi, I would never give you another chance to start over with you. What you said negated all the feelings he had for you in Bridgehead Village."
His enthusiasm for you has become a joke, a slap in his own face—how painful that must be for him!
Old Master Song couldn't hold back any longer and slapped Song Lan. "Are you sick? Jealous of Bai Zheming? You should be treating Xiaoxi even better. If you're angry, take it out on Bai Zheming! Why are you taking it out on Xiaoxi?"
"I think it's because Xiaoxi has been too good to you, spoiling you so much that you don't know your own worth."
The three men, arms crossed and furious, declared in unison that Song Lan was doomed, "What do you mean by 'starting over'? Can't you tell? This is a breakup!"