Aim at That Star

Di Hao may never know in his life how much psychological shadow his death has caused to this man.

But she could hear the pain in his tone at the moment.

She thought for a while, then reached out and patted his shoulder: "Jiang Shi, I saw a bakery of sweet potatoes behind. Well, it's there, can you go down and buy it for me?"

"..."

The atmosphere of the sadistic romance drama that was just created suddenly dissipated completely.

It even became a bit of a **** sand sculpture.

The man rubbed his brows, his mouth sullen, "Don't you have feet yourself?"

"It's too dangerous around here at night. There are drunk people everywhere. It's not safe for me to get out of the car. Hurry up, or the people behind will catch up."

"You've been galloping for ten minutes at a speed of seventy miles, Miss, and even the reincarnation of the centipede won't be able to catch up."

Even though he said so, Jiang Shi still opened the car door and got out of the car to buy roasted sweet potatoes for her.

This roasted sweet potato stall was opened by a kind-hearted old couple. In addition to sweet potatoes and chestnuts, as soon as they walked nearby, the whole air was filled with the sweet and waxy caramel smell.

Jiang Shi bought everything, and because the stall was about to close, the old couple gave him the last little sweet potato.

When he returned to the car with a large package of food, Dihao had already put on his mobile phone and was ready to watch a movie for supper.

It looks like he's going to spend the night here.

"It's too fragrant."

She sniffed, "As soon as you smell it, you know it's a good sweet potato."

"I think your mouth is Schrödinger's mouth."

The man muttered dejectedly, "I usually choose between eating egg rolls. Either I think they put too much salt or the ingredients are not fresh. What's the matter, now I don't think the roadside stalls are unsanitary anymore?"

"You do not understand."

Dihao broke apart a sweet potato and handed the big piece to him, "Roasted sweet potatoes are the most authentic ones only sold by roadside stalls."

"Come on, is it authentic or not to bake a sweet potato?"

"Of course it does. Don't you smell the coal in it? And the smell of car exhaust, the smell of dust, well, and the smell of stinky tofu from the stall next to it."

"..."

Jiang Shi suddenly felt that the roasted sweet potato in his mouth was hard to swallow.

"Oh, why are you more hypocritical than me? Haven't you heard of it when you were a child? It's not clean and it's not sick after eating."

"...Are you still a flute?"

Di Hao, who had changed from a young lady to a rough man overnight, took care of peeling the sweet potato and was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Jiang Shi waited for a long time without hearing her response, and couldn't eat the roasted sweet potatoes with the smell of stinky tofu in his hands, so he simply changed a bag and started peeling the chestnuts.

The mobile phone on the driver's platform was playing a horror movie, and the erratic bgm and the sound of him biting the chestnut shell looked very strange on the highway in the middle of the night.

"What is Jiang Shi?"

"Say."

"Tomorrow happens to be the weekend."

"What happened to the weekend?"

"nothing."

Di Hao lowered his eyes and focused on watching the movie, as if casually saying, "I just want to say that since tomorrow is the weekend, why don't we go to collect the certificate next Monday?"

"I have a meeting next Monday..."

The man's action of peeling chestnuts stopped: "What did you just say?"

"I didn't say anything. It's okay if you have a meeting. It's still the company's business that matters."

"I heard you say that you are going to collect the certificate with me next Monday."

"Oh."

Miss Di pretended not to look at him, and put on a calm look, "That's it."

Jiang Shi bent his lips, stretched out a black hand that peeled chestnuts and touched her hair, leaving a few beautiful dirty handprints on her forehead: "That's right. A man like me is eight You won't be able to produce one in a hundred years, good flute, you have finally met someone who is blessed by your ancestors, and you have to know how to tie me up with marriage."

"Fuck off."

"I'm serious."

He stuffed the peeled chestnut kernels into her mouth, "Take this sweet potato as a proof, you remember that the young master will be good to you. If I fail you in this life, I will curse the rest of my life to be lonely and to die. No one will end it.”

"..."

At first glance, this seems to be no problem, but after thinking about it carefully, why is it so wrong.

Dihao frowned and looked up at him.

However, the second his eyes met, the rebuttals and ridicules filled his stomach suddenly stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say it again.

......

Jiang Shi's brows and eyes are actually very clean.

It's just that he is used to facing the world with a defensive and tired attitude. He has no emotions when he doesn't speak, and there is a lazy sense of world-weariness in his eyes, which always makes people feel extremely alienated.

When he is happy, he is also casual, with a smile on his face, and it is impossible to tell whether he is really happy or just acting on the scene.

Otherwise, it's mocking and indifferent, and even the tone of voice makes people angry.

He seems to dare to love and hate.

But he was never an honest man.

This was the first time that Di Hao felt the kind of care and sincerity from his gentle touch.

He said: "You can completely trust me and tell me what you want to do. No matter whether you can do it or not, as long as you want it, I will help you."

—Yes he really said so.

The tone was as solemn as that of announcing a verdict in court.

His eyes were as gorgeous as singing hymns in front of the goddess.

There was silence in the car for thirty seconds.

Di Hao finally laughed, and put a large bag of chestnuts in his arms into him: "Jiang Shi, can you help me peel these off, my nails are new, I'm afraid they will be split."

"..."

The man took a deep breath, smashed the chestnut shell with a click, and said, "Peel, peel the big one for you, are two enough?"

"Enough, thank you son, my son is so nice."

"Go to the side for Lao Tzu."

- Not to mention that they are a match made in heaven.

The ability to disrupt the atmosphere is really indistinguishable.

......

That big bag of chestnuts and three chubby roasted sweet potatoes couldn't eat much.

Di Hao took the chestnut kernels that Jiang Shi spent half an hour peeling for her back to his small apartment nearby, and then left the roasted sweet potatoes by the woods for wild cats and dogs to eat.

Jiang Xiaoye sneered behind her: "In the afternoon of the hoeing day, sweat dripped down the soil. The wine and meat of Zhumen stinks, and the road is frozen to death."

The flute is completely inaudible.

Although I borrowed him a room for the night, I had absolutely no intention of continuing a long conversation with him.

"If a pregnant woman doesn't sleep well, the child born will not grow tall. When you wake up tomorrow morning, go quietly. If you dare to knock on the door or make a phone call, you will wait for your own son to call you brother-in-law!"

"Clap" loudly.

She slammed the door of the room directly in front of him.

...ojbk.

Jiang Shi touched his nose and turned to enter the guest room obediently.

All for the Alliance, the heir.

All for the tribe, the crown prince.

His old father could bear it.

At the same time, Ji Xiaxia, who was placed in a luxury suite in a six-star hotel by his assistant, was still immersed in sweet dreams.

She dreamed that Jinyan stood up from the wheelchair, holding Tuanzi and Yuanyuan, stood not far away, smiled at her, and said, "Xia Xia, you are finally back."

She dreamed that when she was about to run over, her hand was suddenly grabbed, and Jiang Shi stood behind her with a sad expression and a low tone: "Xia Xia, don't you want me?"

She dreamed that she was calling out to be uneasy, that the dumplings screamed at her mother, that Jiang Shi's eyes were helpless, and that Di Hao was wielding a sickle and looked at her with hatred and disgust on her face.

Then, she was awakened by the increasingly dazzling sunlight.

It was exactly nine in the morning.

Ji Xiaxia got up from the bed with a splitting headache.

I found myself covered, with clothes, shoes and socks scattered all over the ground, and the bed... a mess, with an ambiguous breath.

She was the only one on the whole bed, but the pillow beside her was sunken, and the duvet was still a little warm.

Ji Xiaxia's face turned pale, her lips trembled slightly, and she suddenly had a very bad premonition.

She sat on the bed in confusion for half an hour.

With great difficulty, he managed to regain his composure, rolled over and got out of bed, put on his wrinkled clothes, and started rummaging in the room.

Bags, mobile phones, ID cards...a lot.

But other than that, there's not much.

In the end, Ji Xiaxia even turned the bathroom upside down, only to find a pendant under the sink.

The pendant is a Zephyr cat with wear and tear on it, and it looks like an old thing that has been used for many years.

Ji Xiaxia remembered very clearly that last night, this cat pendant was hanging on Jiang Shi's car key.

She also asked one more question at the time.

Jiang Shi said that it was a birthday present from his first love girlfriend.

It's something he cherishes very much.

Ji Xiaxia held the phone with a bitter expression.

She never imagined that this kind of thing would happen just after a drink.

Or with someone I never imagined...

There was a knock on the hotel door at this moment, interrupting her chaotic thoughts.

A young hotel waiter stood at the door, smiling and respectful: "Hello, this is something your friend left for you. He asked us to bring it to you at ten o'clock."

"......my friend?"

Ji Xiaxia took the box in her hand in a daze, opened it, and found that it was a skirt and a pair of shoes.

There are underwear underneath.

It can be said to be very kind.

She hesitated for a moment and asked, "What's the name of the person who delivered the thing?"

The waiter was slightly startled, as if she didn't expect her to ask such a question: "...I don't know, but the front desk asked me to send it over, maybe there will be a registration at the front desk. "

So Ji Xiaxia called the front desk again.

The front desk said that a lady surnamed Chen asked them to deliver it at ten o'clock. There was only such a box, and no other information was left.

Ji Xiaxia asked again about the lady's specific appearance, but after describing it for a long time, he found that there was no such person in his memory.

"Then who booked my room, do you have any information?"

"Do you have this room? Wait a minute, I'll check... It was booked by a lady named Ji Xiaxia. It was booked for two nights, and I will check out at twelve o'clock tomorrow."

"I know, Ji Xiaxia is me, but are you sure there is only one person's information?"

"Yes, you only have your identity information in this room."

The person who answered the phone at the front desk seemed to have thought of something and added, "But the man who checked you in last night seems to have reserved the room next to you."

Ji Xiaxia got excited: "Who is he?"

"This, I'm sorry Miss Ji, we can't disclose the information of the guests casually."

"You all saw that he sent me here, and you also know that he did the check-in procedure for me. Can't you say that!"

"......Feel sorry."

......

In the end, Ji Xiaxia didn't go to the bottom of it and continued to investigate.

Instead, he chose to hang up the phone directly.

In fact, even if the other party refuses to reveal any more information, she can basically be sure who this person is.

...except Jiang Shi, there will be no one else.

She hugged her knees and sobbed at the head of the bed for a long time.

It wasn't until the sun was shining and the clock on the wall turned to twelve o'clock that I picked up the cell phone that was vibrating beside me.

It was Jiang Jinyan who called her.

From ten o'clock last night to noon today, nearly 40 missed calls on the phone were all his.

Wechat also sent a bunch of them.

At first, I asked her why she didn't go home, but her words became more and more angry. By 8:00 in the morning, she had begun to worry about whether something had happened to her.

Ji Xiaxia bit her lip and called him back.

"Xia Xia? You finally called me back."

Jiang Jinyan's voice carried the happiness of the rest of his life, "Where did you go last night? Why didn't I answer your calls?"

"Oh, I went back to my hometown to see my grandma."

She stabilized her emotions and tried to pretend that nothing happened, "I'm sorry, the signal in the old forest in the deep mountains is not good, and the mobile phone is not around. I only see your news now, I'm really sorry, I'm really sorry."

"It's alright, as long as you are alright. Where are you now, do you want me to send someone to pick you up?"

"No, no, I'm already in the car and I'll be home soon."

"Okay, then pay attention to your own safety. Danzi didn't see his mother last night, and he fell asleep after crying in the middle of the night..."

Along with Jiang Jinyan's low and light voice, Ji Xiaxia slowly regained her composure.

It's nothing, she thought.

It's just a mistake that happened accidentally while drunk.

Today's happiness and stability are not easy to come by, and another turmoil will only hurt Jin Yan and children.

She can't hurt those who love her in order to defend her justice.

Last night... just pretend nothing happened.

The woman holds the phone and takes a deep breath.

In any case, at least this is the best choice for her, for the children, for Jinyan, and even for Jiang Shi and the Jiang family.

......

Ji Xiaxia didn't see Jiang Shi again at Jiang's house until half a month later.

I heard that it was because the company was busy during this time, so in order to save time, he lived directly in an apartment near the company.

It was morning when she saw him, and Ma Zhang was preparing breakfast in the kitchen.

Jiang Shi was sitting at the dining table drinking porridge, his hair was half dry, and there was still water vapor on his eyelashes. He should have just taken a shower.

No one else got up yet, except for him, there was only one flute left on the table, and he was chatting with the flute next to him.

Although Di Hao and Jin Yan have divorced.

But in order to take care of Grandma Jiang's feelings, this matter has not been made public at home for the time being, and the elders are still not aware of it.

So during this period, Di Hao still did not move out of Jiang's house.

It's just that he often stays up all night, and his attitude is a lot of indulgence.

Grandma Jiang had beaten her side by side several times, but she was completely deaf, and she was daring and daring to do whatever she wanted.

In the end, Grandma Jiang probably knew that no matter how she reminded her, it would be useless, so she gradually stopped talking.

Hearing her going downstairs, Di Hao glanced at her slightly, then lowered his head and continued to drink the soup.

He didn't even bother to say good morning, as always cold and arrogant.

Jiang Shi said hello at will.

Just the same as usual.

Naturally dull as if nothing had happened.

Ji Xiaxia stumbled on his left foot and almost fell down the stairs.

After sitting uneasy at the dining table for a morning, she finally saw the opportunity for Jiang Shi to make a phone call alone in the garden, pursed her lips, and walked over with her skirt clenched.

The man just finished the phone call and squinted his eyes when he saw her.

The sunlight divides his handsome face into grids, and his shirt is unbuttoned, revealing his **** collarbone and muscle texture, and his whole body exudes a strong male hormone.

do not know why.

Ji Xiaxia's ears suddenly turned red.

"Is there something wrong with me?"

"that."

She swallowed for a moment and asked in a low voice, "We finished drinking that night..."

"Nothing happened after drinking."

He seemed to know what she was going to ask, his face didn't change at all, and his eyes were calm, "You are drunk and unconscious, but I still have an appointment with someone, so I called the assistant to deal with it, what happened after that? , I did not participate in the whole process and was completely unaware of it.”

"But I found it in the bathroom..."

"I don't care where you find anything or what rumors you hear from anyone, anyway—"

The man interrupted her directly, his tone was cold, "I last saw you at the entrance of the tavern that night, watching the assistant help you into the car, the assistant is a woman, and the hotel booked for you is also a single room, you sleep I slept till dawn and nothing happened. Do you understand when I say this?"

"..."

Ji Xiaxia smiled bitterly.

Then he lowered his eyes and said softly, "I understand..."

So good.

This may be the best outcome.

The long conversation that night, the open-hearted soul exchange, was just a dream.

Never mention it again.

Just why, obviously this is the answer she wanted.

But her heart was filled with uncontrollable loss...

"What are you doing?"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded behind her, interrupting her desolate wind and rain.

Ji Xiaxia turned around and saw that Jiang Jinyan was controlling his wheelchair to approach this side.

He frowned slightly, looking at Jiang Shi's eyes not very friendly, and said lightly: "Xia Xia, come here."

Ji Xiaxia walked over subconsciously.

"What's your reaction?"

Jiang Shi laughed, "I'm just chatting with my future sister-in-law, how can I act like I want to **** her."

"Jiang Shi!"

Jiang Jinyan really doesn't understand why there are people in this world who can make people angry with just one mouth. "You are such a big man, can you not speak so openly, do you think it sounds good?"

"What am I going to do to speak so nicely."

Jiang Shi pulled the corners of his lips sarcastically, "Are you looking at yourself?"

"What did you say? Tell me again if you have the ability."

"What, do you think it sounds good?"

"..."

Jiang Jinyan just wanted to smash the walnut in his hand on his forehead.

"Okay, I've discussed it with my grandpa. I'll move out from here tomorrow. Oh, I won't come here again after the flute is good. You can toss this place as you like."

Jiang Shi didn't bother to entangle with him anymore, so after the last notification, he left directly with his mobile phone in his hand.

The moment passed by, he threw a contemptuous sneer.

Although Jiang Jinyan was annoyed to death by his attitude, he was keenly aware that there was something wrong with what he just said.

Just as he was about to ask questions, he found that the man had gone far.

He is tall and has long legs, and his back is caught in the light and shadow, which looks dazzling and cool.

It's like a cool superman who leaves after fighting monsters.

And he was that wretched monster.

Jiang Jinyan was silent for a moment, then asked, "When did he have such a good relationship with Di?"

"..."

However, there was no response for a long time.

"Xia Xia?"

He frowned, and when he looked up, he found that the woman was staring blankly at the distant back.

After a long while, he recovered from his gaze.

Then, as if to hide something, he smiled perfunctorily: "What did you just say? I didn't hear it clearly."

“…”

Jiang Jinyan instinctively felt that something had gone off track.

It began to ram through the underground tunnels where nothing could be seen clearly at a speed that exceeded expectations.

Once collapsed.

It's a landslide.

......

When Jiang Shi returned to the house, he found that Di Hao had already left.

He called and the other party hung up directly.

Then came back with a WeChat.

Dihao: You're doing a checkup at the hospital, please be quiet

Jiang Shi: How long will it be over, do I need to come pick you up now?

Waited three minutes.

The other party did not return.

Jiang Shi sighed sadly.

Pregnant women from other families are all sadly posting on anonymous forums saying that their husbands don’t care about them and don’t care for them, they go to the maternity check-up by themselves, and they see a loving couple in the sweet obstetrics and gynecology department. Tears, after giving birth, my husband will only give birth and not take care of it, and now he is about to suffer from postpartum depression.

Jiang Shi has followed many mother and baby bloggers during this time, and he has also read countless posts of this kind of tree hole.

As a result, when he was worried all day about whether Dihao would suffer from postpartum depression, Dihao's reaction was:

"Are you annoying, do you understand, don't understand, ask questions, but I can't remember clearly, it completely delays my work. Can you let professional people do professional things? Don't just join in the fun all day long. Ok?"

"...No, the young master doesn't do anything. When you think about it later, you won't feel that the family is indifferent and the husband is ruthless and then suffer from postpartum depression?"

"I'm not telling you to do nothing, I'm telling you to do something good so you don't know how to make trouble all day long, and you're the only one who got postpartum depression."

Dihao smiled and said indifferently, "You curse me again, and I'll let you feel what it's like to have an indifferent family and a ruthless wife and then get prenatal depression."

"Oh, I'm a man, and I'm so good at prenatal depression."

The flute curled her lips and took out her mobile phone: "When the wife is pregnant, the man will also suffer from prenatal depression? It turns out that the main cause of prenatal depression in men is related to the reduction of sexual life... During this period, due to sexual Depressed life, coupled with the difficulty of coordinating work and family life, added pressure to the husband. Long-term repression of this pressure often made him depressed. Experts also pointed out..."

"I know, I know, I know."

Jiang Shi took the mobile phone from her hand blankly, "The mobile phone has a lot of radiation, you should play less."

"Anyway, if you have time here to study what pregnant women eat is good for their children, you might as well read more parenting books. Okay, I'm going to bed, why don't you bother me!"

"..."

It was the first time in Jiang Shi's life to see such a handsome pregnant woman.

Di Hao, this woman is either Hua Mulan or Mu Guiying in ancient times.

- But that's what happened last weekend.

At this moment, Zi Jiang Shi was released by Di Mulan again, and he went out alone with gloomy eyes.

Before we could reach the garage, I heard a loud cry from outside the fence.

He was a chubby little guy, sitting down in front of Jiang Yuanyuan, the basketball in his hand was relieved, and it was extremely shriveled and unsightly.

Like his wrinkled face crying.

Jiang Yuanyuan snorted coldly and ran away with the ball in her arms.

Jiang Shi didn't need to ask to know that he must have been tricked by Jiang Yuanyuan again.

And when the adults asked afterwards, the fault must be all on him.

He walked over slowly and crouched down beside the sad child.

Little Fattyr barely stopped sobbing: "Jiang, Uncle Jiang."

"Little one, for the sake of you crying so badly, I'll teach you a truth. Listen carefully."

"What, what?"

"When you're with Jiang Yuanyuan in the future, remember not to use your brains or your fists."

Little Fatty opened his eyes in confusion.

"Snatch what you want. If you're unhappy, beat it up until he doesn't dare to provoke you. You said you're so strong, you can't just compare your strength. Why do you have to use your brains with him?"

"Mom, mom won't let me hit anyone."

"It's true that other people can't fight, but Jiang Yuanyuan is not a person."

Jiang Shi smiled and said, "Your mother only told you not to beat people, but didn't tell you to reason with the monsters?"

Little Fatty's eyes widened, so scared that he forgot to cry: "Is Jiang Yuanyuan a monster?"

"Thousand-year-old demon, the worst kind. Anyway, if he provokes you again in the future, you will beat him until he cries, and until he begs for mercy."

His voice was very gentle, and he reached out and touched his soft hair, "The adults are old, their eyes are not good, and they are easy to be deceived by monsters. Therefore, Uncle Jiang will hand over the task of slaying demons and eliminating demons to save mankind. For you and your friends, okay?"

"......it is good!"

Jiang Shi always felt that.

The story of Shang Zhongyong is very real, and it is a story that parents of prodigies should take as a warning.

It's hard to give birth to a child prodigy.

But ruining a child prodigy is easy.

Those prodigies who once made a national sensation and were hyped up by the media, in fact, most of them had no good results in the end.

Compared to a genius criminal who knows how to use his own advantages to kill people at a young age.

Jiang Shi felt that in this society, it would be safer to have a human-shaped calculator without the ability to live.

The former harms others.

The latter sacrificed himself.

Jiang Shi thought to himself how he was so kind.

Jiang Yuanyuan was so pretentious, he was willing to give him a piece of virtue for nothing.

God, he's just a holy father.