bookrandom Chapter 853 Have you laughed enough?
Chapter 853 Have you laughed enough?
When everyone walked into the restaurant, the crystal chandelier was emitting a warm yellow light, making the dishes on the table look attractive.
Gu Ze hurriedly put the heavy fish bucket in the corner, turned around and walked quickly to the main seat.
He pulled the carved dining chair out with both hands, bending his waist just right: "Master Jing, please sit down."
Teng Zijing glanced at the dining table covered with a dark-patterned tablecloth, and sat down without hesitation, draping the cashmere blanket over the back of the chair.
Revealing the shirt underneath that was soaked in sea water and half dry, the bronze skin of his exposed chest muscles added a touch of casualness.
Feng Tao came out of the kitchen carrying a casserole of mushroom soup. When the spoon stirred it, a rich aroma spread.
He placed the soup steadily in the middle of the dining table, a smile on his face: "Mr. Jing is a rare guest. What brings you to Gu Ze's small apartment today?"
Deng Zhouyi was working on his phone with his head down. He raised his chin when he heard this: "Assistant Feng, Master Jing heard that Boss Gu is recovering from his injury.
"I asked the finance department to transfer one million to Boss Gu to replenish his health." He said, and the interface showing the successful transfer flashed.
Feng Tao had just brought a few bowls of white rice. Hearing this, he smiled and patted his heart: "Hey, Master Jing, I'm flattered. How can Gu Ze handle such a generous gift from you?"
Teng Zijing waved his hand generously and said, "Boss Gu deserves it, no need to worry."
Feng Tao distributed rice to everyone and pointed at the dishes on the table, "Everyone, try it.
Gu Ze has been working on his cooking skills lately and has learned a few new dishes to see if they suit everyone's taste."
Gu Ze thought about the embarrassing moment when he hugged the wrong person. He had wanted to give Jiang Chengyu a surprise, but ended up giving himself a surprise.
Seeing that Teng Zijing's face was still as cold, he quickly took out an unopened bottle of Burgundy red wine from the wine cabinet. When he opened the bottle, the cork popped out with a light "pop".
His hand trembled slightly as he poured the wine, and the dark red wine slid down the wall of the glass into the goblet, reaching just one-third of the way up.
"Master Jing," he pushed the wine glass towards Teng Zijing, his voice as low as a mosquito's hum.
"I was so careless just now. Please don't take it to heart. I was too naive and embarrassed you."
Teng Zijing didn't take the wine glass. He glanced at Jiang Chengyu beside him, and then at Gu Ze who was pouring wine for Jiang Chengyu.
Suddenly, he curled his lips, revealed a sly smile, and teased: "Boss Jiang, the first few times we met were too hasty.
I've never looked at him closely before. But now that I see him, Mr. Jiang is quite handsome.
He paused deliberately, stretched out his index finger and drew a circle in the air at Jiang Chengyu's brow bone, eyes, and lip line.
He sauntered over her, "Look at those eyebrows, the thickness is just right; the tails of those eyes, slightly upturned and a little hooked; and those thin lips, when they're lightly pursed... they bring out a smile."
He narrowed his eyes, as if recalling something, "If I put on women's clothes, I'm afraid I would be so stunning that I would be unrivaled in the world."
"Puff..." Jiang Shuo couldn't help but chuckled. He swayed on the back of the chair and suddenly remembered something. He continued crisply:
"Big brother, you have really good taste! When little daddy wears women's clothes, he is really more beautiful than many girls!"
Jiang Chengyu's face darkened, and he slammed the table, scolding, "You stinky boy! What nonsense are you talking about? You have no respect for your elders!"
"I'm not talking nonsense!" Jiang Shuo retorted with his neck stiff, "Aren't they all drawn in your album?
When you and your father, a man and a woman, disguised themselves as a couple and arrested Feng Yuhang at the Hongsheng Royal View Hotel,
You were wearing light blue wide-leg pants and white flat shoes; you had golden hair and a white fluffy sweater on, looking more innocent and lovely than any female college student!
As soon as these words were spoken, Jiang Chengyu's cheeks flushed, and even his ears were slightly red.
He looked up and met Teng Zijing's undisguised burning gaze. He stood up suddenly as if he was burned.
Without saying anything, he turned and walked towards the stairs, his steps so fast that they made a gust of wind, as if he was running away from something extremely embarrassing.
"Cheng Yu!" Gu Ze looked at the table full of dishes specially made for Jiang Cheng Yu. The asparagus was fried green and the steak had a pink and tender texture.
Even the mushrooms in the soup were neatly arranged. The other party ran away in anger without even taking a bite. He was so anxious that he took two steps forward to chase him.
Then he remembered that Teng Zijing was still there, and he stopped abruptly, his hands clenched at his sides until they turned white.
The restaurant suddenly became quiet. Only Jiang Shuo was still covering his mouth and laughing. Feng Tao's hand holding the soup spoon stopped in mid-air. Teng Zijing was playing with the glass of red wine, and the smile in his eyes deepened.
Teng Zijing raised his eyebrows, a scornful smile on his lips, and looked at Jiang Shuo who was still laughing:
"You little brat, teasing your little daddy like this, aren't you afraid that he will come back and spank your little butt?"
Jiang Shuo nonchalantly took a mouthful of rice, his mouth stuffed full: "I'm telling the truth!
If you don't believe me, search for "Together to Protect Youth" now. That report includes a video of the entire arrest of Feng Yuhang. The young man in women's clothing is clearly visible, and he looks even more photogenic than a female celebrity!
Teng Zijing's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he became interested: "Oh? There is such a thing? I must search for it later."
These words made Gu Ze's heart skip a beat, and he almost dropped the chopsticks in his hand.
He secretly glanced at Teng Zijing, who was looking at the stairs with a playful look, which made him inexplicably uneasy.
He thought: I finally managed to push Mu Xiaoji away from Jiang Chengyu. If Teng Zijing starts to have feelings for Jiang Chengyu, with Teng Zijing's methods, he would have no chance of resisting.
He still had some confidence when facing Mu Xiaoji, but in front of Teng Zijing, he always felt a chill on his back and even had to breathe carefully.
Gu Ze quickly picked up a piece of steak and put it on Teng Zijing's plate, his voice was deliberately warm:
"Master Jing, try this. Medium rare. You said you liked it this way before. This dish will get fishy when it gets cold. Don't let this fresh Australian Wagyu beef go to waste."
Feng Tao also quickly agreed, picked up the red wine and filled Deng Zhouyi's glass: "Yes, yes, Assistant Deng, eat more too.
The last thing we have here is guest rooms. Why not rest here tonight and avoid driving back and forth?
I'll go upstairs and fill up Mr. Jing's bathtub with hot water so he can take a good bath. Your shirt is still damp. I'm afraid you ran into some danger while fishing."
"Poof..." Jiang Shuo almost spit out the juice he had just drunk. He held his stomach and laughed again. His silver bell-like laughter echoed in the restaurant.
Feng Tao was stunned by his laughter. His expression froze instantly. His hand holding the bottle of wine stopped in mid-air. He looked at Jiang Shuo blankly: "Jiang Shuo, did I say something wrong?"
"No, you're right!" Jiang Shuo laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back, pointing at Teng Zijing and said,
"Assistant Feng has a keen eye! Big Brother wasn't just 'in danger' while fishing; he was practically drenched by a 'water dragon'! Hahaha..."
When Deng Zhouyi heard this, the image of Teng Zijing grimacing under the water column immediately emerged in his mind.
The muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, and he quickly lowered his head to eat his meal, using the edge of the bowl to hold back the smile that was nearly uncontrollable.
Teng Zijing shook his head helplessly and glared at Jiang Shuo, but there was no anger in his eyes, but rather a hint of doting:
"Have you laughed enough? If you keep laughing, the food will get cold. We have a deal tonight! You'll sleep in the same bedroom with me. If I really catch a cold or a fever, you'll be fully responsible."
Jiang Shuo immediately stopped laughing and puffed out his chest, "Don't worry! I'm here to make sure big brother is full of energy tomorrow!"
Teng Zijing then looked at Feng Tao and ordered in a menacing tone, "I'm sorry to bother Assistant Feng. Wait a minute, please order a change of clothes for me and have them delivered immediately."
"Okay, Mr. Jing, I'll arrange it right away." Feng Tao responded quickly, but he was still wondering what Jiang Shuo meant by "water dragon", thinking it was just a child's joke.
The atmosphere in the restaurant became lively again, but Gu Ze looked towards the stairs.
His brows were still furrowed. Jiang Chengyu had not come down yet, and most of the dishes he had carefully prepared had gone cold.
Jiang Chengyu returned to his bedroom as usual. There was no light on in the room, it was pitch black, as if it could swallow up all his emotions.
He quietly shrank into the corner of the balcony, which was like an independent little world, just big enough to accommodate his curled up figure.
The bright lights of the city shone through the glass, casting a hazy light on the balcony. The dim light outlined his lonely figure.
Just like the veil between them that they are unwilling to pierce, they can see each other, but there is an unspeakable distance between them.
His fingertips slid lightly across the phone screen, finally stopping on the cyan photo in the WeChat album.
That was a photo of him and Mu Xiaoji when they had just returned from ancient times. They were only twenty years old and had experienced many twists and turns.
After coming back, they cherished each other especially, hugged each other intimately, and their smiles were as pure as if they had never been tainted by the world.
His fingertips gently stroked Mu Xiaoji's face on the screen again and again, as if he could touch his real body temperature through the cold glass and feel the warmth he once had.
In my mind, fragments of memory surged uncontrollably, replaying the thrilling scene from not long ago over and over again.
That day, they went to the military hospital together to perform surgery on the old man. The car was driving on a winding mountain road when a large truck suddenly appeared with dazzling lights.
With a loud bang, the car slammed into the passenger side headlight. The violent collision caused the commercial vehicle to lose control instantly, and the fuel tank overheated and ignited flames.
"Little Monster! Lao Rong! Jump out of the car!" Mu Xiaoji's voice was more urgent than ever before, and it was particularly clear in the chaos.
Jiang Chengyu and Rong Shishan almost instinctively opened the car door and jumped out. Their bodies rolled several times on the rough ground before they could barely stabilize themselves. Their elbows and knees were rubbed by the gravel and were burning with pain.
Jiang Chengyu ignored his injuries and suddenly got up and looked back, his heart suddenly tightening;
Mu Xiaoji was still in the car, and the car had already slid down the slope. The flames were getting stronger and stronger, almost engulfing the entire car body.
"Xiao Ji!" He yelled hysterically and ran towards the hillside desperately, wanting to jump down to save people.
"Cheng Yu, it's dangerous! You can't go down, it's too risky!" Rong Shishan was quick-witted and grabbed Jiang Chengyu tightly, anxiously dissuading him.
At this moment, in the firelight, Mu Xiaoji suddenly broke through the deformed car door and jumped out with all his strength.
But before he could stand firm, the car behind him exploded with a loud bang. The huge air wave was like an invisible hand.
He was thrown out and fell heavily to the ground. Jiang Chengyu struggled to break free from Rong Shishan's restraints like a madman, rushed to Mu Xiaoji, and helped him up with trembling hands.
At that moment, Mu Xiaoji's face was pale, his eyes were closed, and his lifeless appearance made Jiang Chengyu's heart feel like it was being tightly grasped by a hand.
A wave of intense panic swept over him. He was afraid that Mu Xiaoji would leave him like this, and that he would never hear him call him "little monster" again.
"Xiaoji... Xiaoji, wake up..." His voice was trembling without him even noticing.
After a long time, Mu Xiaoji slowly opened his eyes, forced a weak smile, and said soothingly: "Little Monster, I'm fine, don't be nervous."
Hearing that he was fine, he quickly returned to his cold attitude. Later in Professor Luo's car, he took iodine and cotton swabs to help Mu Xiaoji treat the wound on his forehead.
There were several deep cuts on his head, and blood was still oozing out. "If it hurts, tell me and I'll be gentler."
His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of barely perceptible nervousness. Mu Xiaoji's eyes were dull, and his tone was as calm as a pool of stagnant water: "It doesn't hurt anymore."
Thinking of this, Jiang Chengyu's Adam's apple rolled violently, and hot liquid swirled in his eye sockets.
He curled up tighter, his mumbling voice drifting across the silent balcony:
"The wound I just got was so deep, and I lost so much blood, how could it not hurt anymore?
I'm sorry, Xiaoji. I know you're blaming me for being so cold to you! "
He raised his arms to cover his face, his suppressed sobs venting his unspoken guilt and longing.
It drowned him like a tide, leaving only endless regret spreading in the darkness.