Chapter 8: Fried Rice

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Yan Heng couldn't get Jiang Yao's indifferent but unmistakable words out of his head. The smile on his face became forced, and the fingers he placed under the desk were clenched into fists. His dark eyes, which were tense with emotion, began to fill with blood. So that's it... So the person I fell in love with at first sight already had someone they liked? The smile on his lips was mixed with bitterness. He blinked and stared intently at Jiang Yao, who looked away and didn't want to look at him. The injustice in his heart was like a flood, rushing towards the dam of reason with a ferocious wave. This gaze was so intense, it was as if it could burn Jiang Yao up. Jiang Yao took a deep breath, then steadied his expression and turned his head. His clear, penetrating eyes met the gaze that seemed to devour him, and he gave a gentle smile. “Although I don't know what you're thinking, I'm not right for you.” Of course, you're not right for me either. Jiang Yao had actually not had much contact with Yan Heng, but he somehow felt that Yan Heng belonged to the straight a-cancer category. Even though the whole day, the other person seemed to be trying to please him, putting his happiness first, this could not change his sudden thoughts. “...We haven't really gotten to know each other, so how can you be so sure that we're not a good match? Maybe I'm more suitable than the one you like..." Yan Heng retorted without thinking, and then saw Jiang Yao's expression, which looked like a mixture of a smile and a frown. His thin lips were tightly pressed together, and he didn't want to say anything. However, his burning gaze never left Jiang Yao, not changing an inch. Jiang Yao could even feel the grievance in this gaze, but what did Yan Heng's grievance have to do with him? Jiang Yao had always been cold and indifferent towards outsiders, and his green pupils did not waver the slightest as he just stared at the suffering Yan Heng cleanly. The bell rang in the restless atmosphere between the two. Yan Heng was the first to avert his eyes, and his anxious pace was like that of a defeated soldier running away in disarray. Jiang Yao coldly stared at his back, which he hated to fly, and his heart felt complex. Before he could figure out what was going on, Jiang Yuan, who had ignored him for several days, suddenly appeared at the door of his class, attracting everyone's attention. Jiang Yuan poked his very stiff hair irritably and sighed when he met Jiang Yao's clean gaze. He walked towards him, his knuckles slightly bent as he tapped twice on the table. "Xiao Yao, I'm sorry.” He shouldn't take out his anger on Jiang Yao just because he was in a bad mood. Jiang Yao hadn't done anything wrong and shouldn't bear his anger and dissatisfaction. He saw his dear younger brother tilt his head to the side, with a very light but real smile on his lips. The watery ripples in his emerald green eyes were like the vast expanse of the sea embracing all things in the world. “Want to go eat together?“ This was a way of forgiving Jiang Yuan for what he had done these past few days. Jiang Yao really had no limits when it came to his family, and was like a ball of sweet and sticky cotton candy that never got tired of being hit. ”Sure, what do you want to eat, little Yao?“ Jiang Yuan took his younger brother's hand and led the way out of the house. His narrow eyes slightly narrowed in the afterglow of the sun, and he seemed to have remembered something as he turned his head and stared quite seriously at Jiang Yao's seemingly pore-free skin. ”Have you taken your medicine today?” “I took it...“ Jiang Yao didn't know why, even though his combat strength was so high, his body's immune system was like a weakling. A weakling that would go on strike if he didn't take his medicine. ”Do you want to eat something lighter tonight? Go on a vegetarian diet?“ ”Second Brother, why don't you become a monk?” Jiang Yao didn't understand why Jiang Yuan had always wanted to drag him to eat vegetarian food. His eyebrows rose slightly, and his pupils slightly dilated to reflect the appearance of Jiang Yuan. “Let's go eat Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.“ ”Sure.” Jiang Yuan naturally didn't refuse Jiang Yao's request, and the two of them strutted out of the school gates. Jiang Yao had originally kept his head down, as if he were gazing at the floor, but suddenly he looked up and stared straight at the familiar back. Yan Heng was in front of him, with a boy. The boy seemed to be Yan Heng's brother, and he was smirking and mocking the presumptuous Yan Heng, hoping to quickly dissuade him from the idea. Unrealistic and whimsical. Jiang Yuan's narrow eyes narrowed slightly due to Jiang Yao's gaze, and his unfathomable eyes surveyed the tall alpha in front of him. He grabbed Jiang Yao's fingers and increased the pressure, his eyes wandering around before he recovered and pretended to be nonchalant as he spoke. "Is that your deskmate for this semester?” “You already know, so why are you asking?” Jiang Yao raised an eyebrow, her eyes staring at Jiang Yuan with a smile that seemed to be neither happy nor sad. In the end, she couldn't help but burst out laughing in the other person's eyes that seemed like a black hole. The cold eyebrows and eyes melted away the ice because of the smile, and spring water flowed down, running freely in the lush forest and enjoying the sunshine. Jiang Yao's bright eyes seemed like an angel fallen to earth, his thin lips curled up into a broad smile. His youthful vitality wrote the arrogance and domineering nature unique to young people, unrestrained and unbridled. “What are you worried about, second brother?” Jiang Yao's fingers lightly rested on Jiang Yuan's shoulders, and Jiang Yao smiled, resting his head down, and the entire person put an incredible amount of weight on the other person with no fear. He wasn't afraid of hurting himself if he fell. “I'm worried that my little treasure will be abducted.” Jiang Yuan slightly exerted some strength and picked Jiang Yao up on his back. He smiled and turned his head. The dark, black eyes twinkled with starlight, a little bit but enough to illuminate the world. Jiang Yao didn't struggle either, and just rested on his brother's back. The smile on the corner of his mouth unconsciously stiffened for a moment, but soon returned to its natural state. He smiled and curved his eyes: ‘Brother, I've recently set my sights on a car.’ Although he is not yet old enough to drive, he really likes cars. “Which one?“ ”The one he's advertising.” This car can be considered the most expensive one this season. Jiang Yuan has always spoiled his younger brother unconditionally, so when he heard that Jiang Yao liked it, he naturally bought it for him. The two of them soon arrived at a nearby restaurant, chatting and laughing. It's not really accurate to call it a restaurant, after all, compared to other places, this is a restaurant, and the prices of the dishes inside are not affordable for ordinary people to consume every day. The owner of the restaurant had long since gotten to know these two young masters, and when he saw them coming, he quickly ushered them into a private room. His pot belly made him look rotund, and his round face, with its wide smile that revealed his teeth, had a certain air of the Buddha about it. “What would you like to eat today?” “Buddha Jumps Over the Wall,” Jiang Yao said with a smile, handing the menu to Jiang Yuan, who never liked doing the ordering. Jiang Yuan expertly ordered a few dishes they often ate. He rubbed Jiang Yao's head a few times with his knobby fingers before letting go. His eyes looked at the disheveled hair and he couldn't help but burst out laughing, which made Jiang Yao's face turn black. “Laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh your ass off.” Today's Jiang Yao was exceptionally grumpy. [The author has something to say]: Thank you for your recommended votes of *10 for If the Heart Is Still Water, No Trace Left by the Wind, *11 for sakura glaze, *1 for Midsummer Night's Star, *5 for jjxxa, and *1 for red porridge with dried shrimp and trilobite. Hee hee hee. Thank you all (bow)! 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