The breeze does not pass me by

Chapter 30 Do You Want To Be With Me?

A rumbling motorcycle engine exploded in the night, half the street could be heard, and the neon lights projected on the wet ground were run over by the tires and cut into countless fine pieces.

The car braked abruptly beside the drunk man, and the slightly bulky front of the car deftly turned in a pair of slender white hands, separating the man from the girl in front, and inserted horizontally between the two.

The drunk man staggered back two steps, almost fell to the ground, the beer in his hand was not stable, and it fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and the beer foam scrambled out, wet his trouser legs.

Liang Chan turned her head in amazement. It was a... young man wearing a black helmet and a flight jacket.

You can't see your face, but this outfit makes you feel very young.

The drunk man was frightened, he was mostly sober, and after standing still, he wanted to settle accounts with the nosy guy, but when he saw that the other party was arrogant and surly, he turned around and walked away cursing.

When the crisis was over, Liang Chan took off his defenses and let go of the anti-wolf spray he was holding tightly in his hand.

"Thank you." She was so nervous that her pale face turned back a little, and she solemnly thanked this righteous person who extended a helping hand in time.

The other party did not respond.

Liang Chan felt strange, but didn't think too much about it. She nodded, turned around and continued walking towards the bus station.

"Liang Chan." A voice muffled in the helmet sounded behind him, full of helplessness.

Liang Chan stopped, and looked back again. The boy took off his helmet, and his short thick black hair was squeezed out of shape. He shook his head, revealing a face with perfect features, under the dim street light Shining brightly, not losing to the idols on the stage.

It turned out to be Jiang Qishu.

In fact, when Liang Chan heard the voice, she had a premonition that it was him. When her guess was confirmed, she was still so shocked that she lost her words and expressions.

He always rode a bicycle through the school on weekdays. This was the first time she saw him riding a motorcycle, which overturned her previous perception of him.

Jiang Qishu got off the car and walked up to her: "I'll take you back."

He had been prepared, and took the other helmet off the handlebar and handed it to her.

Looking at his face, Liang Chan couldn't help thinking of the scene in the box yesterday, and felt a little conflicted, but he did help her just now.

"Let's go, if we continue to dawdle, we may have to be locked out of the school again." Jiang Qishu's eyes were half closed, his voice was rustling, not as clear as usual, and there was an illusion of being deliberately obedient, "I am looking for you on purpose. I apologize in person. I was wrong about what happened yesterday, and I shouldn’t make excuses for myself. No matter what the situation is, peeking at other people’s privacy is just peeking. Personally revealed the contents of the diary. Can you forgive me?"

Liang Chan listened quietly to his self-criticism, which seemed to have been typed countless times, and pursed her lips tightly.

Seeing that she was unmoved, Jiang Qishu used his trump card: "Otherwise I will tell you a secret of mine?"

Liang Chan was successfully led astray: "What secret?"

She finally agreed to talk, Jiang Qi set up his horse and climbed up the pole: "I'll tell you when I get in the car! I lied to you like a puppy."

He buckled her helmet, then put on his own, straddled the motorcycle with his long legs, and turned his head to look at her through the helmet's windshield, as if afraid that she would run away.

But Liang Chan didn't, she accepted his invitation and sat on the back seat of his motorcycle.

Jiang Qishu clenched the handle of the car, and the car he was used to driving was a little strange at the moment, probably because there were more precious things behind him, and he had to be extra careful.

The engine started and the car rumbled forward.

It was Liang Chan who thought too naively. The experience of riding a motorcycle was completely different from that of a bicycle. Even though Jiang Qishu was not driving fast, the sound of the wind still rang in his ears.She was very insecure, always worried about falling and having to grab something with her hands.

Only Jiang Qishu's thin waist was in front of him.

She resorted to the next best thing and grabbed his clothes, and repeated the question before getting into the car: "Where's your secret?"

Jiang Qishu laughed, and said without fooling: "I have too many secrets, which aspect do you want to hear?"

Liang Chan: "...whatever."

Jiang Qishu thought for a while and said, "I like a girl."

Liang Chan felt that she had been deceived, it was no secret.

However, Jiang Qishu didn't finish talking, and he put on a serious tone: "I didn't realize whether I liked it or not before. I didn't believe it when people said I was chasing her. I thought how could it be possible. I'm just an enthusiastic boy with a sense of responsibility. I can't see how weak she looks, and I plan to withdraw when she recovers from her illness. Now that I've slapped my face, I might really like her. It's not possible, but I really, really like her."

He said "really" twice, for fear that the listeners would not believe it.

Liang Chan let go of the hand that was holding the hem of his clothes, panic filled her heart.

Why does the girl he mentioned look a bit like her?If I remember correctly, there was a scandal in school that he was chasing her, and she also suspected that he liked her...

Jiang Qishu couldn't see her face from the rearview mirror, but he could feel her in a trance. He unknowingly accelerated the speed and shuttled through the city's traffic like lightning.

Liang Chan recovered and was forced to hold him tight: "Jiang Qishu, drive slower."

Jiang Qishu lowered the speed of the car according to his words, and the rapidly reversing scenery on both sides changed from blurred to clear.

He didn't believe that Liang Chan didn't understand who the person in his words was, but he didn't wait for the response he wanted, and asked without giving up: "Aren't you curious about who I'm talking about?"

Liang Chan immediately shook her head, lest she would hear her own name from him if she was a step too late.

Realizing that Jiang Qishu couldn't see her shaking her head, she said quickly, "I'm not curious."

Jiang Qishu's eyes darkened.

When the school gate appeared in front of her, Liang Chan felt relieved.

When the car stopped, she jumped down immediately, took off the helmet and returned it to Jiang Qishu, and thanked him with dodge eyes: "Thank you for helping me drive away that drunkard, and for sending me back."

She walked a few steps, thinking of another unfinished matter, and retreated to his car, still not daring to look at him directly, her slightly lowered eyes fixed on his hand holding the handlebar: "I owe you an apology."

Jiang Qishu didn't understand: "What?"

"Last night..." Liang Chan sniffed, and the cool air rushed into her nostrils before she continued, "I must have misunderstood you. I was not in a good mood at the time and lost my temper with you. I'm sorry."

Jiang Qishu was at a loss by her tone of clearing the line. He let go of the handlebar and wanted to get out of the car, but she waved her hand and ran away.

"Goodbye." Her voice was softer than the wind.

Jiang Qishu felt that it might be because he frightened her away by confessing rashly. He was very wronged, so how could it be regarded as a serious confession?

With a thought, he left the car and chased after the figure in front.

Jiang Qishu, a person who often works out, caught up with the "fragile" girl easily. Liang Chan was quickly stopped, looked up at him, and pretended to be calm and said, "Is there anything else?"

Jiang Qishu looked at her with deep eyes, took a deep breath, and said word by word: "Liang Chan, you said that no one in the world loves you, so I will love you. So, do you want to be with me?"

As always, he prefers to hit the straight ball, and what he said in the car is his most euphemistic expression.

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Jiang Qishu maintained the image of "resentful husband" for more than a week, and several roommates used this to tease him at every turn.

"Who the hell are you? Come out of my brother Shu's body quickly, and give me back the sunny and cheerful brother Shu! If you want to possess yourself, you can attach yourself to me, don't harm my brother Shu!" Li Aoran strangled Jiang Qishu's body Neck, shaking him like a playwright's upper body.

Jiang Qishu pushed his hand away and rolled his eyes: "Go away, I'm not in the mood to joke with you."

Li Aoran stopped teasing him sensibly, and changed the topic: "I don't have any worries after handing in the homework, why don't we guys go out to have a meal tonight? I'll treat you to the seafood dinner that I didn't fulfill last time."

Lin Hao's jaw was about to drop: "Comrade Xiao Li, did you win the lottery?"

Li Aoran snorted softly: "Isn't it because Brother Shu is in a bad mood? Comfort him. Am I very nice? I was even touched."

A few people surrounded Jiang Qishu, bypassed the cafeteria and diverted to the school gate, talking about games, basketball, and the beauties in the short videos on the way, laughing constantly.

Jiang Qishu, who hadn't interrupted all this time, stopped suddenly, and led several people around him to stop too.

"Fuck, why are there so many people around, is there any activity?"

Today Friday, there are people coming and going at the school gate, most of them are students who come out to play.Li Aoran stepped forward quickly, pushed aside the crowd, and saw something that made everyone stop and watch.

"Hey, I thought it was a rare thing, a Rolls-Royce." Li Aoran's tone was as if the car wasn't worth much.

"Listen to what you said, can you afford it?" Lin Hao liked to tease him.

Li Aoran took a picture of Jiang Qishu who was motionless like a sculpture: "I can't afford it, but my brother Shu can afford it, right Brother Shu."

He and Jiang Qishu were high school classmates, and they knew everything about his family background.

Both parents are teachers, and the salary is average, but the mother owns shares in her natal family's big company, and the annual dividends alone are enough to buy several Rolls-Royces.

Jiang Qishu didn't pay attention to what kind of car it was, he was looking at the people in the car.

On the co-pilot was Liang Chan, whom she hadn't seen for more than a week. She was talking to the man in the driver's seat with her head tilted.That man was handsome and handsome, with a gentle smile, he put a box of things on Liang Chan's lap.

Jiang Qishu's face darkened, giving birth to a sense of crisis.

(End of this chapter)