NOVEL NEXT Chapter 92 - 92: Do you think it's proper for me to go out like this?
Chapter 92: Chapter 92: Do you think it’s proper for me to go out like this?
Yu Chuang sat in the chair and chuckled, “Usually, at times like this, men have something to hide.”
He Chenxi gave him a glare, “Don’t talk nonsense. I’ve been with An Yu for five years, I know his temperament very well. He might indeed be very busy, filming is exhausting, maybe he’s fallen asleep.”
It’s now eight-thirty, who goes to bed at eight-thirty, apart from elderly ladies in the countryside.
Even those elderly ladies would be twisting and turning in the square dance at this hour, having a great time.
He shook his head speechlessly, “I think you’re no different from Third Young Master Ji, completely love-struck, one can’t criticize the other.”
The two were longstanding good friends in secret, acting as business partners in public.
He Chenxi didn’t believe a word Yu Chuang said, but indeed, she hadn’t been in contact with her boyfriend for two weeks now. He had been telling her that the signal on set was bad.
He Chenxi sent Xue Anyu another message, but like a stone sinking into the ocean, it received no reply.
At last, she decided to give him a call before she went to bed that night.
…
Upstairs.
Qin Jiangsheng was outside, waiting for Ji Tian to change her clothes. Her luggage was being kept in He Chenxi’s team’s thatched hut to prevent her from catching a cold, and Qin Jiangsheng had tossed her one of his own articles of clothing for her to make do and change into.
Meanwhile, he stood at the doorstep, twisting a soaking wet white T-shirt in his hands.
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Hearing the footsteps coming up, his tea-colored eyes glanced over, and Ji Weinan, similarly disheveled, looked anxious, “Where’s my sister? Is she inside?”
Qin Jiangsheng simply stared back in silence, blocking the doorway without a word.
Ji Weinan tried to barge in but was pushed away by Qin Jiangsheng with a mild yet cold voice, “Get lost.”
His fists clenched in frustration, the corners of his eyes reddening with anger, “Move aside. I just want to see her and make sure she’s not hurt, then I’ll leave.”
“You have no right.”
An outsider claiming he had no right.
Ji Weinan scoffed coldly, ready to force his way in, but unexpectedly struck a nerve with Qin Jiangsheng, who promptly grabbed Ji Weinan and started throwing punches.
Caught off-guard, Ji Weinan could only defend himself and not fight back.
In the end, it took Quan Jingyou stepping in to keep Ji Weinan from sustaining further injuries.
Qin Jiangsheng was ruthless when he hit someone, and Ji Weinan grimaced as he touched his busted lip corner, “Have you lost your mind? I just want to see my sister, why the hell are you hitting me?”
Quan Jingyou stepped in front of him, fearing he’d take an even worse beating, and played the mediator, “Let it go, let it go. Sister Tian is already startled, she probably doesn’t want to see you. Let her calm down a bit, and it’ll be alright. Ah Yu, come on, let’s take Ah Nan to my shabby thatched hut.”
Gong Yu’s gaze lingered on Qin Jiangsheng; he wasn’t present when the trouble began in the mine, finding out about what happened half an hour later.
By then, it was too late.
He withdrew his gaze from Qin Jiangsheng and replied gently, leading Ji Weinan away.
After they left, Qin Jiangsheng finally shook out his hand, its pale white knuckles now visibly reddened from the force of his punches.
The door behind him opened, and the next moment he was pulled inside.
Then, Ji Tian hurriedly closed the door behind them and even locked it.
With her hair half-wet, she wore a large shirt of Qin Jiangsheng’s, barely covering down to her thighs, revealing her pale, slender legs. She wasn’t wearing shoes and stood on the off-white tiled floor, which seemed to shine a bit more from the contrast.
Ji Tian, leaning against the door, faced Qin Jiangsheng. This was the first time she had been this close to a guy, and she felt somewhat embarrassed. Tugging on the oversized shirt, she said, “Qin Jiangsheng, why don’t you change your clothes? I’ll turn around and I promise not to peek. Otherwise, what if you catch cold later?”
Qin Jiangsheng: “…”
Although his room wasn’t large and everything was in sight, being damp indeed felt uncomfortable. He fell silent for a moment, then said, “Then why can’t you step out?”
Ji Tian: “…”
She really wanted to pry open this straightforward man’s head to see what was inside.
She looked at herself, thinly clad, and said, “If I go out like this… do you think that’s appropriate?”
Qin Jiangsheng glanced up and down at her. Hmm, the clothes were a bit short, but his pants wouldn’t fit her either, so overall it was a bit revealing.
Whatever, changing here was the same as anywhere else.
He turned his back to Ji Tian and began to take off his clothes.
It wasn’t until she saw his bare back that Ji Tian snapped out of it, only to be captivated by the multitude of scars, big and small. Some marks were deep and clearly had been there for years.
Qin Jiangsheng paused as he was pulling off his pants and turned around to see Ji Tian staring, dumbfounded. He frowned slightly, “Are you still looking?”
She felt a moment of embarrassment for being caught and silently turned away. To prove her innocence, she even covered her eyes with her hands, “Keep going, keep going…”
It was not until she heard the rustling sound of changing clothes behind her that Ji Tian’s thoughts began to wander. Suddenly, she remembered something and asked, “Qin Jiangsheng, do you still have the clothes I gave you last time? Did you put them at home?”
Qin Jiangsheng initially intended to say he had thrown them away, but stopped himself at the last second and replied emotionlessly, “Yeah.”
“Oh, do you find them comfortable? If not, I can buy you a new one that’s better.”
Qin Jiangsheng fell silent.
He had wiped off the blood stains from that shirt and thrown it in the trash.
“Hmm? Why aren’t you speaking?”
Qin Jiangsheng put on a clean black sweatshirt before slowly responding, “Well… it’s okay.”
Ji Tian sighed in relief, “That’s good.”
Wasn’t all this to avoid displeasing the big villain, who might grow up and start mocking her directly? She felt like she had gotten one step closer to Qin Jiangsheng. There had been a qualitative change.
They had moved from friends to good brothers. With a little more effort, the ironclad brotherhood awaited her.
She began to push her luck, “So we’re heading back to school, can you wear it so I can see?”
They were good buddies now. Wearing the shirt given by a good buddy for the good buddy to see seemed like a small enough request to reassure her wavering heart, right?
But for some reason, she had silenced Qin Jiangsheng again.
This kid was trying to kill her with anxiety.
“Can’t you? I just want to appreciate my own taste. When I bought it, I thought the little bear embroidered on it was just as cute as you.” Ji Tian was primarily focused on flattery—after all, who doesn’t like to be praised? She quite liked it, even if it was a lie.
At that moment, Qin Jiangsheng felt like strangling her. He wasn’t in the mood to check out whatever clothes she had given him. He made an excuse, “It’s cold, don’t want to wear it. You sleep here tonight, I’ll head to the living room.”
He walked up to Ji Tian, opened the door, and walked straight out.
The production team had also delivered Ji Tian’s luggage, the rain had stopped outside, and Qin Jiangsheng, wearing a black sweatshirt hood, walked into the darkness.
When he reached a deserted area, he finally turned on his phone — Qu Rong had called him over a hundred times.
Just as he powered on the phone, another call came in.