This was a hot topic in their dorm a few days ago, with many people sharing their love stories, which made a group of girls in love extremely envious, and they vowed to leave their names in the comments sooner or later.
Jiang Jianhuan sat on the bed, his expression extremely solemn, nodding vigorously as if a warrior were going into battle.
"Yes, I'm going to give it a furious answer."
What does it feel like to kiss someone you like?
—It's like feeling lightheaded all over, and you can clearly feel a huge joy rising from the bottom of your heart. You feel a kind of unreal, dreamlike feeling, yet you can clearly feel the touch and warmth on your lips.
Sparks exploded in my heart, and I unconsciously held my breath, wishing that moment would never end.
Even though she was in a daze at the time.
In the brief few seconds that Jiang Jianhuan kissed Su Mo, a short but incredibly rich love story was still playing out in his mind.
So much so that whenever she saw Su Mo again later, she couldn't help but stare at his lips and smile foolishly, her heart fluttering, like a lovesick girl who was blinded by love.
-
Today is Saturday, and the design draft is still not finalized. It's been a long time since I've had such a peaceful weekend.
Jiang Jianhuan got out of bed, made herself breakfast, and then slowly began cleaning.
While taking out the trash, I stopped by the supermarket to buy some household items and groceries to cook lunch.
She didn't know how to cook before. During college, she and Su Mo were practically living together, and he was always the one busy in the kitchen. After going abroad, eating out was expensive and the food wasn't quite to her liking, so Jiang Jianhuan started learning to cook herself, and she's managed to get by over the past few years.
Being a single person, Jiang Jianhuan casually stir-fried some braised pork ribs and a vegetable dish—a home-style meal, neither particularly good nor bad.
Su Mo is a very good cook; he can make even simple dishes taste different.
Just as Jiang Jianhuan finished washing the dishes and putting them in the cupboard, her phone, which was on the living room sofa, rang. She dried her hands and went over to the phone, and was stunned when she saw the caller ID.
Su Mo's number was one she saved later for work-related communication; it wasn't the one he used before. It would be a lie to say she wasn't disappointed when she first found out, but so many years have passed, it's quite normal now.
His name was displayed on the phone screen. Jiang Jianhuan answered the call and tried to speak in a normal tone.
"Hello?"
"Jiang Jianhuan?" The deep, slightly hoarse male voice seemed to be asking for confirmation.
"It's me." Jiang Jianhuan unconsciously gripped the edge of her phone, staring wide-eyed at the air in front of her.
"You came yesterday," Chen Shu said, his tone firm and calm. Jiang Jianhuan took a few seconds to find the right words and explain the reason.
"I asked you to confirm the design draft, but you didn't reply all day. Li Sa was worried you might have fainted at home again, so she asked me to come over and check on you..."
"I kissed you?" Su Mo interrupted impatiently, her question followed. Jiang Jianhuan's big eyes were somewhat empty and blank.
“You had a fever yesterday and weren’t quite lucid, so I…” She paused, then solemnly assured him as if to prove her innocence.
"It's okay, I'll pretend nothing happened."
Su Mo remained silent for a long time, the silence around him was terrifying. Just as Jiang Jianhuan was about to ask a question, a voice that sounded like he was gritting his teeth came from the other end.
"In that case, thank you for your understanding, Miss Jiang."
-
After the unpleasant phone call, Su Mo never contacted her again, and Jiang Jianhuan received no reply regarding the design draft until Wednesday.
She couldn't help but urge Li Sa again.
"Miss Jiang, have you offended him again?" Li Sa asked on the other end of the line.
"No, I don't think so..." Jiang Jianhuan thought for a moment and answered somewhat hesitantly.
"If even you don't dare to go to him, then I certainly don't dare!" Li Sa looked like she was eager to get rid of a hot potato.
"Miss Jiang, you should go by yourself!"
After saying that, he slammed down the phone.
Jiang Jianhuan: "......"
Left with no other choice, Jiang Jianhuan finally dug out Su Mo's number from his contacts. After a long wait, the call finally went through. As soon as he explained his purpose, Su Mo's emotionless voice rang out.
"Miss Jiang, you don't need to contact me personally for this kind of thing. Just ask my assistant."
This time, he hung up the phone even louder than Li Sa. Jiang Jianhuan inexplicably shrank back and turned to Li Sa, relaying his words verbatim.
Immediately, Li Sa's agonizing wails came from the other end.
Why am I always the one who gets hurt?!
In the studio, Li Sa composed herself, stood up from her seat, and cautiously knocked on Su Mo's door.
"Boss, about Miss Jiang's design draft..." he began weakly, but before he could finish speaking, a single word came from inside.
"roll."
Li Sa lowered her eyes in frustration, and as she was about to close the door and turn around, she heard Su Mo speak impatiently, sounding extremely annoyed.
"Tell her to do it the way it says."
Li Sa's heart skipped a beat, and she reflexively looked up. In the dimly lit room, Su Mo sat in a chair, her right hand supporting her forehead against the table, her whole body buried in shadow, making it impossible to see her expression.
He closed the door very quickly.