Chapter 2807 - 1742: Rock Hard (2)

Chapter 2807: Chapter 1742: Rock Hard (2)

Are we friends, just passing by, or should we never mention it again?

Can I not give as much as he can?

No matter how brilliant the galaxy is,

it loses its luster by dawn.

I heard the things you did for him

are ones I used to long for and never got..."

That’s right.

He even hummed a song.

Actually, not long ago, he failed to mention one of his strengths.

He’s quite good at singing.

Back when he was East University’s top sycophant with nothing but a bad name, his singing voice unexpectedly earned him a bit of attention.

"Did Senior choose the wrong song?"

Luo Li’er drove with focus, calling back to Senior, her eyes straight ahead, "It doesn’t fit the mood at all."

Boss Jiang sighed in self-mockery, "I’m only good at this style."

"Senior Sister Ai must be the eternal scar in Senior’s heart, completely irreparable."

Luo Li’er’s voice was calm, as if they were passing time on the way home.

Jiang Chen’s face showed no embarrassment, just a faint smile, "It’s been a long time since I’ve heard that name."

"Of course. Who would dare bring it up in front of Senior now? They all want to make him happy."

"You’re exaggerating. I’m not the Emperor."

"No one can rival the status of Senior Sister Ai in Senior’s heart, right? I mean, no matter how capable one is, returning to the past is impossible."

Even though what’s past is unbearable to look back on, Luo Li’er deliberately brought it up.

Revealing his most embarrassing side again, Jiang Chen didn’t feel awkward but openly admitted it, nodding slightly, "In a way, yes, because the youth of twenty is irreplaceable. But twenty-five, thirty, forty, are all equally unique."

Luo Li’er smiled, "Senior’s eloquence has always earned my admiration."

"Heartfelt words."

Luo Li’er turned her head, rephrased it, not allowing the other any angle for opportunistic dodging, "Then Senior’s feelings for Senior Sister Ai must have been the purest, right?"

Jiang Chen maintained his smile, looking forward as the traffic extended into the distance, "Also the most naive."

"Naive?"

"You don’t think so?"

"Senior thinks he was naive back then?"

"Wasn’t it Luo Peng who once promised to make you happy? Do you think he was naive?"

Jiang Chen didn’t answer but asked back.

Luo Li’er fell silent.

"When Luo Peng said those words, at least he was serious. He thought he could spare you from worries, so you wouldn’t have to face any material pressures. That’s what he considered happiness, the confidence behind his words. But was that the happiness you wanted?"

Luo Li’er didn’t reply.

"Although I never shouted like Luo Peng, since he’s a rich second generation, obviously braver than me, but when I was with Ai Qian, I also wanted to make her happy."

Jiang Chen leaned back in the seat, as neon lights flickered across his face, his eyes peaceful, "Do you know what kind of happiness I wanted to give her?"

"Go ahead, tell me."

Luo Li’er’s voice unconsciously lightened.

Jiang Chen smiled, "Simply put, it’s a home with two people, three meals a day, and four seasons. To have a place of our own in East Sea, a one-bedroom, two-room apartment would do. The kitchen didn’t need to be big, but it must have good lighting, preferably with a small balcony where we could sit after work, have some drinks, and talk about the interesting things that happened today."

Luo Li’er remained silent.

"But that was merely what I perceived as happiness, or rather, what I thought was the highest standard achievable. Yet I never imagined what others might interpret happiness as."

"Was Senior so unconfident about himself back then?"

"Not confident enough?"

Jiang Chen said, "I intended to buy an apartment in East Sea, a two-bedroom and a hallway, with good lighting, a kitchen, and a balcony."

Luo Li’er couldn’t help but chuckle, the argument at the hot pot seemed to dissipate into thin air.

"You could say that too, quite a decent requirement."

"Later, I gradually realized that you can’t forcibly impose your values on others. What you think is just what you think. A man should satisfy someone else’s definition of happiness."

See.

In the end, he’s still trying to wear the crown himself, just in a more discreet, sophisticated way.

"Then what do you think my sister’s definition of happiness is?"

Luo Li’er asked succinctly.

"Haven’t you called her?"

Boss Jiang foresaw it.

"Whether I called her or not doesn’t matter, just answer the question."

"Her?"

Jiang Chen chuckled lightly, "She wants to be a cloud."

Luo Li’er slightly zoned out but quickly gathered her focus again, gripping the steering wheel.

"No wonder she said she likes you."

Jiang Chen suddenly turned his head, surprised, with a fierce reaction, "Really?"

Luo Li’er laughed, "What? You don’t believe she likes you? You just rambled on, wasn’t it to tell me that only after experiencing happiness, can one feel joy?"

Instantly, Jiang Chen displayed an expression of ’teachable child’.

He indeed was spot on.

This girl’s intuition is truly good.

"Did I say something wrong?"

Stopping at a red light, Luo Li’er halted the car, head turned.

"My point is, the fact she’s willing to admit it, considering she’s usually shy."

"..."

Alright then.

Still as shameless as ever.

"Isn’t love something that makes people brave? Otherwise, how could she passionately kiss you at the airport?"

"Ahem."

This girl wasn’t embarrassed, but Boss Jiang felt a bit awkward.

"I think you’re mistaken."

The green light flashed, and the Volvo moved forward with the traffic.

"Mistaken where?"

"It’s not necessarily the case to feel happiness first and then joy. Sometimes, liking first makes one happy."

"Maybe. But what you’re talking about are people naturally gifted in attracting affection, some who are likable even without doing anything, and I don’t have this talent." Jiang Chen said calmly.

"Really."

With Luo Li’er’s questioning, Jiang Chen suddenly thought of someone.

A high school classmate far away in River City.

She boldly confessed to him, years later, did he do anything?

He did nothing at all.

Silence enveloped Jiang Chen.

Luo Li’er also fell quiet, only the noise of traffic and the interplay of light and shadow between them.

Without escorting him to the end, at her own doorstep, Luo Li’er parked the car, it’s only a few steps away anyway.

The most crucial point.

While she could previously visit homes without any burden, she and Li Shuru were seniors and juniors, but now, their mindsets differ vastly.

"Be nicer to my sister."

Upon parting, she issued another warning, her obsidian eyes shining brightly under the moonlight.

"Or else."

She approached him, refrained from mentioning the non-threatening act of hanging banners, bent her elbow, and sneakily bumped his lower back; the form was agile. As a beauty, who wouldn’t know a set or two of self-defense moves, initially just to scare, not expecting to hit something hard.

Hard as a rock.

Don’t misunderstand.

This was at the lower back.

What could be so hard?

"What are you hiding?"

Luo Li’er curiously reached to grab it, Boss Jiang dodged, turned sideways, retreating.

"Men and women shouldn’t touch."

Luo Li’er pouted, "Pretentious."

Being a good person requires consistency, but turning good into bad only needs one mistake. Once one’s image collapses, it’s hard to rebuild. Apparently, the efforts on the return trip didn’t yield a great result.

Men and women shouldn’t touch, could be called pretentious.

Unable to resist laughing, Jiang Chen resigned to fate, decided to let loose, speaking freely, "They say half a sister-in-law belongs to the brother-in-law; does that mean I can touch it?"

"I’ll kick you to death!"

Luo Li’er’s young face blushing, lifted her small foot, kicking hard, but Boss Jiang expected it, made a hasty retreat, within the blink of an eye, fleeing seven or eight meters away, laughter echoed in the night.

"See if I don’t finish you off!"

Luo Li’er gnashed her teeth, saying viciously, far fiercer than her sister, not the manga girl mistakenly wandering human realm, but clearly the dark Lolita from a horror film disguising as a prop.