Paper tiger

Song Yuan likes this brand of grilled squid slices, but Jiang Jiaming, who is rational and calm, makes him unhappy.Song Yuan felt lost.

But he still didn't give up, and asked instead: "...that's it?"

"……Correct."

What Song Yuan didn't know was that the footsteps in the corridor that she heard frequently just now belonged to Jiang Jiaming.Jiang Jiaming didn't hear any quarrels from outside the door, nor did he hear crying. When he was about to ring the doorbell, he suddenly remembered that he couldn't reveal that he had checked Gledeer's new updates so quickly.After all, there was the "jerking off" oolong in high school, and today's "they paint your body, I'm not happy", in order to prevent Song Yuan from treating him as a bastard with evil plans, he should be more cautious.So, Jiang Jiaming went downstairs to the convenience store and picked out the spicy squid slices he had seen on Song Yuan's tea table - he remembered that Song Yuan looked like a happy little hamster when he ate this food.Use this to check Song Yuan's condition.

"Oh……"

The continuous low air pressure between the two made Jiang Jiaming frown.Song Yuan was in high spirits when she first opened the door, but she became listless after a while.Such an abnormality made Jiang Jiaming wonder if Song Yuan was entangled by Lu Yang again and was mentally stimulated.

"Song Yuan, are you okay?"

Jiang Jiaming paused for a moment, then continued: "I just checked Instagram casually, and saw you posted a photo..."

Song Yuan heard her "pounding" heartbeat.Even if the shape is not exquisite or perfect, even if Jiang Jiaming is not full of passion, it doesn't matter, as long as Jiang Jiaming can say that "like"... Song Yuan prays that she can hear that confession.

"Did you quarrel with Lu Yang?"

"No," Song Yuan stared blankly at him, "What did you say?...Ah?"

"Ah what?" Jiang Jiaming smiled, "It's fine if you don't quarrel. Didn't you say that every time you took a photo, you were fighting with him? I thought you were angry and crying alone in the room."

It turned out that Jiang Jiaming thought so! "I won't do anything for Lu Yang!...At least not now! I will never cry when I quarrel with him!"

The anxious and eager excuse made Jiang Jiaming misunderstand, thinking that Song Yuan had lost her temper again.Jiang Jiaming nodded, "Sorry, I misunderstood. As long as you are fine."

Jiang Jiaming paused for a second, "Then I'll go back..."

"I didn't give birth to..."

The voices of the two collided.Hearing Jiang Jiaming's intention to leave, Song Yuan was completely discouraged.He was not angry, and he didn't want Jiang Jiaming's apology.Jiang Jiaming didn't mean that to him at all, he was thinking too much.

Jiang Jiaming smiled slightly at Song Yuan, "Good night."

Then the door was closed.

At the moment the door closed, the sound of "ding lang" made Song Yuan suddenly open her mind.He finally realized the huge loophole in the plan——

Jiang Jiaming had a girlfriend in high school!

Jiang Jiaming is a straight man!

The moment he realized it, shame seemed to flow in his blood and circulate through his body.Because the concentration of shame is too high, every cell will swell to explode.

Self-righteous, self-talking, and wishful thinking that Jiang Jiaming would confess to him, but it turned out to be impossible.How stupid to forget that Jiang Jiaming is a straight man.He will never fall in love with straight men again!

Song Yuan decided to maintain a friendly neighborhood relationship with Jiang Jiaming, and took those ambiguous words as Jiang Jiaming's taking the wrong medicine.All do not count.

After adjusting her mentality, Song Yuan would not feel timid or embarrassed even in the face of Jiang Jiaming.Jiang Jiaming is very cunning, he has a innocent and harmless smile all day long, but he bullies him first and teases him later, his behavior is very hateful.

On the way to the company, Song Yuan maintained an upright posture, and Jiang Jiaming didn't mention what happened last night. Everything was very satisfactory to Song Yuan, and there were no accidents.

Parking the car on the street opposite Song Yuan's company, Jiang Jiaming said to Song Yuan: "The weather forecast says it will rain tonight. Call me when you go downstairs, and I will drive the car to your door."

"Don't worry, I've brought an umbrella. It's still the same place."

He was almost shaken by Jiang Jiaming's thoughtfulness, but Song Yuan has the determination that he is proud of, and if he decides not to like Jiang Jiaming, he will not waver like a grass on the wall.

Song Yuan said, "I charged the gas fee to your card."

"You don't have to be so polite all the time..." Jiang Jiaming was startled, then smiled, tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, "Forget it, whatever you want."

Jiang Jiaming smiled a little bit, but Song Yuan was still determined, and opened the car door without nostalgia.During the rainy season in late spring and early summer, even the air is warm and humid.Like a challenger who successfully ended a trial, Song Yuan took a deep breath, filling her lungs with moist air.

Turning around and closing the car door, Jiang Jiaming stopped him as soon as he put his hand on the door.

"Song Yuan, are you still looking for inspiration, or venting your anger on the world?"

Seeing Jiang Jiaming's playful smile, Song Yuan was puzzled, leaned forward slightly and said, "What did you say?"

"Your hair is a little messy."

Song Yuan didn't bring a mirror, so she could only grab one randomly, "I'll go to the company to sort it out."

Jiang Jiaming hooked his hand at him, and Song Yuan's upper body got into the carriage again.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Jiaming's fingers brushed against Song Yuan's ear, and poked towards the back of Song Yuan's head.

When Jiang Jiaming tidied his hair, it was very natural, as if he was born to be romantic, as if he was originally a playboy who lingered in the flowers all the year round, and was used to such extremely ambiguous things.Whether it is the seemingly unintentional touch of the fingertips on the nape of the neck, or the fingers inserted into the hair, they are all flirting methods of a veteran in love.

However, this kind of ambiguity can be broken so simply under Jiang Jiaming's hands.He withdrew his hand and said "Okay" lightly, thus ending this morning episode.

After the episode ended, the illusion of the Merry Man disappeared completely.Jiang Jiaming looked at him like this, innocent and honest, so frank that Song Yuan had another illusion, as if it was normal for Jiang Jiaming to comb his hair.

Song Yuan always felt that it was not over yet, but Jiang Jiaming didn't make any other moves.Song Yuan bit her lower lip unwillingly, "Is there anything else?"

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Paper tiger