northernbook Chapter 51 Jiangdu Misses You
Chapter 51 Jiangdu Misses You
Shen Xi went back to her dormitory to change out of her cross-collar ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), put on the beige coat she had worn when she arrived, casually wrapped a brown scarf around her neck, and walked out with her suitcase.
She booked a flight for 1 a.m. tonight.
When she gets home, she will need to catch up on sleep for another day. These past few weeks of working 24 hours a day have left her feeling exhausted.
She rubbed her sore eyes and walked to the door.
……
After recovering from his illness these past few days, Jiang Ci drove alone to the Y&G building every night, watching the building stay brightly lit until dawn.
He remained hesitant to go inside. Just like back then,
He didn't dare ask, "Can I like you?"
He no longer had the courage to walk up to her again.
One more question: how have you been all these years?
Jiang Ci slumped over the steering wheel, his eyes red and his expression downcast as he stared in the direction of the building.
Suddenly, his gaze froze, and he forgot to take the keys out of the car. He hurriedly opened the car door and strode out.
This is the scene that Shen Xi saw when she looked up.
The man stood three steps away from her, tall and slender. His usually confident expression turned somewhat bewildered. He pursed his thin lips, his eyes were restrained yet gentle and broken, and the corners of his eyes were moist and red.
He gently raised his hand, wanting to touch her frostbitten face...
Startled, Shen Xi instinctively took a step back.
"Mr. Jiang, what's going on?"
Jiang Ci seemed to be suddenly awakened, abruptly withdrawing his hand and taking a step back, instinctively saying, "I'm sorry..."
His lips curved downwards, a lingering pain piercing his heart. "I'm sorry to bother you so late. Recently... Jiang Du, Jiang Du misses you. He's lost his appetite and doesn't want to talk, so I'm inviting you to go see him."
After Jiang Ci finished speaking, he touched his nose guiltily and looked up at her.
On a late autumn night, a cool breeze blew, lifting the loose hair around the woman's ears.
Jiang Ci's gaze fell on her, his hand gently caressing her at his side.
Shen Xi pondered for a moment, and the image of the little boy's cute appearance and his way of trying to please her came to mind, and her heart stirred slightly.
She didn't understand the burning love in his eyes.
“If… he really misses me, you can send him to Yunxiaxiang, which is where I live, to find me.”
She pulled her slightly disheveled coat tighter and said with a nasal tone, "Mr. Jiang, my flight is delayed, so I'll be leaving now."
Just as she was about to pass by, the man suddenly grabbed her wrist, and a warm current flowed down her wrist and into her heart.
His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of pleading, "Miss Shen... Jiang Du has a fever, and I can't seem to cure him... Could you go and see him?"
"Just one glance, even just one glance would be enough."
By the time Shen Xi came to her senses, she was already in Jiang Ci's car. She sighed inwardly, wishing she were a wicked woman, so she wouldn't have to think so much or suffer internal strife.
The man in the driver's seat couldn't hide the smile between his brows; his sharp aura melted away. He glanced casually at the woman in the passenger seat who was frowning and looking somewhat annoyed, then snorted softly.
Shen Xi lowered her head, her brows furrowing even more. She had come to visit his child, so why was he still humming?
So what if you're good-looking?!
The journey was rather long. Shen Xi sat in the car, enveloped in warmth, feeling somewhat drowsy. She tried her best to keep her heavy eyes open and watched the scenery rushing past the window.
Just a second before she fell asleep, her mind was still hazy, wondering why this car was slower than the bicycle next to it.
The next second, she fell asleep.
The man in the driver's seat pulled over, his warm hands gently touching her cheeks. He smoothed her furrowed brow and tenderly kissed her hand.
Honey, it's been a long time.
……
"Xiaoman, look who's here..." Jiang Ci patted his sleepy-eyed son.
Jiang Du, a little boy with a tuft of hair sticking up on his forehead, squinted and looked up.
The little yellow lanterns were lit, illuminating the surroundings in a bright and warm way.
Xiao Jiangdu lay listlessly on his father's shoulder, his head drooping, showing no interest whatsoever.
"Look back."
He turned around and saw fireworks suddenly bursting in his eyes. He covered his mouth, looking at his father with surprise and delight.
Jiang Ci poked the child's back with a finger from behind, gently gesturing for him to come and take a look.
Little Jiangdu took small, quick steps and slowly walked over. He propped his head up on his hand and leaned over the bedside, his round little eyes carefully examining her. He shook his head, looking happy no matter how you looked at him.
Jiang Ci leaned against the white wall with his arms crossed, a faint smile on his lips, his gaze soft and serene.
……
Shen Xi slept soundly through the night until dawn. Before she even opened her eyes in the early morning, she subconsciously reached out to touch her phone. Suddenly, she felt a warmth in her palm, which startled her so much that she immediately opened her eyes.
Little Jiang Du sat in the corner of the bed, holding a mechanical book in his hands, tilting his little head and smiling shyly at her, "Good morning, Mom."
Shen Xi snapped out of her reverie and raised an eyebrow slightly. It seemed the male lead was genuinely eager for her to comfort the child yesterday.
Last night, his expression of utter despair almost made her misunderstand.
"I heard you were sick. Are you feeling any better now?"
The woman's soft, white hand covered the child's forehead, repeatedly feeling its warmth.
Huh, the temperature is normal?
Xiao Jiangdu leaned forward, his expression unchanged, and said, "I feel a bit better after my injection last night!"
He rolled up his sleeves with his little hands, stretched out his porcelain-white arms, pointed to the needle marks on his arms, and opened his big, watery eyes, his grievances overflowing.
Getting a shot hurts so much!
Shen Xi touched his head with some confusion to comfort him. Do rich people get an injection in their arm when they have a fever?
After all, she's just a working-class woman worth 120,000 yuan; she doesn't understand.
After comforting the child, Shen Xi took the toiletries prepared next to the washroom and began to wash up.
Ten minutes later, she slowly came downstairs, with her little tail following closely behind.
downstairs,
The man, dressed in a black shirt and wearing gold-rimmed glasses, sat on the sofa with his legs crossed and back straight, looking at a business magazine in his hand with an indifferent expression. He exuded the aura of a superior.
Shen Xi found it hard to reconcile the aloof and dignified man in front of her with the vulnerable and humble man from last night.
When Jiang Ci heard footsteps coming from the corner of the stairs, he immediately straightened his collar, casually grabbed a magazine from the table and opened it, his eyes constantly glancing at the mother and child beside him.
When wolves are hunting for their prey, they lie in wait in the corners of the forest, waiting for the docile and pitiful animals to fall into their traps.
He was like a hunter waiting patiently for the perfect moment.
The huge villa was filled with a strange atmosphere.
Butler Li was still wearing those white gloves, but his face was all wrinkled from smiling at Shen Xi.
His eyes were still lingering on her and Jiang Ci, but when she looked over, he immediately lowered his head and carefully wiped the antique vase in his hands.
Also, why is Jiang Ci still looking at that magazine in his hand even after five minutes?
Oh, and one thing hasn't changed: the maids who should be afraid of her still keep their distance from her.
Seeing the man engrossed in reading, Shen Xi decided not to disturb him and sat down at the dining table.
The man's face darkened further.
Butler Li smiled even more broadly.