sjar Chapter 38 Not Comparable
Chapter 38 Not Comparable
"You're slandering me!" Zhu Tingyue shouted at her.
"I didn't. You said it yourself. You said you liked him."
Chen Can felt wronged; it was clearly "him" who said it!
"I didn't!" Zhu Tingyue retorted, how could she possibly say such a thing?
No, she wouldn't take saying she liked Lu Mingbo's name as meaning she liked him as a person, would she?
No way! No way! I need to explain myself quickly! This is a huge misunderstanding!
I meant I liked his name! Not him as a person!
"I don't care what you like... you said you like the name, not him as a person?"
Chen Can suddenly stood up and grabbed Zhu Tingyue's shoulder.
"Hmm, I don't even know him, so why would I like him?"
"Oh~", Chen Can drawled, his gaze towards Zhu Tingyue carrying a deeper meaning.
Then he asked, "So, we're acquainted, right?"
"Of course, would I come if I didn't know you?"
Zhu Tingyue found her strange, asking such idiotic questions.
"Oh!" She nodded repeatedly, resting her head on her hands, as if she were thinking about something.
"Stop saying 'oh,' can we go now?"
The two of them were the only ones still arguing in the room; everyone else had long since left.
"Shen Yanqiu, you're not gentle at all!" Chen Can was very bothered by her tone of voice.
"I'm not gentle? How gentle do I have to be to be considered gentle?"
No one has ever said that Zhu Tingyue is not gentle; Chen Can is the first.
"You should be like Shen..."
She mentioned a surname and then stopped talking. Zhu Tingyue quickly followed up: "As gentle as Shen Yanzhen? So what if he's gentle? He doesn't like you!"
"You have such a sharp tongue! It's like a razor blade. Just shut up!"
Zhu Tingyue, having unintentionally said something hurtful, shut her mouth and followed Chen Can out.
"Do you want me to take you home?" Zhu Tingyue asked her carefully.
"No need, I drove here myself!"
Chen Can drove away without looking back.
Zhu Tingyue watched her leave, thinking to herself: This is for the best, she won't look for me next time!
Shen Yanqiu was bored at home. The soup that his mother cooked every day had gone from him looking forward to it to him wanting to vomit at the smell.
To be honest, he wants to go back to work! Another day of missing work!
Jiang Wanjun would come to his place every day as if nothing was wrong, and even if she didn't come in person, she would never be late in greeting him.
Even if Shen Yanqiu doesn't say anything, she can ramble on for one or two hours, and the topics always revolve around Zhu Tingyue's ex.
Shen Yanqiu was puzzled. How could Zhu Tingyue stand it? Shouldn't an ex be like they're dead at their best? What's the difference between an ex who's constantly mentioned and someone who's come back to life? Is this how friendships between girls are?
Later, Shen Yanqiu simply placed his phone not far away, turned on the speakerphone, and let Jiang Wanjun talk nonstop on the other end of the phone while he remained as quiet as a chicken.
To be honest, Jiang Wanjun wasn't sure if she was just oblivious or didn't care. She didn't think anything was wrong when Shen Yanqiu didn't answer, and she kept talking.
There was another sound coming from the doorway. Shen Yanqiu knew immediately that Jiang Wanjun had come again.
He peeked in through the doorway and saw Jiang Wanjun talking to Zhu's mother as they walked over.
He felt he really couldn't listen to Jiang Wanjun's nagging anymore. She was like Tang Sanzang chanting the mantra of tightening the headband; her mouth never stopped. Who said there was no perpetual motion machine in the world? Wasn't Jiang Wanjun's mouth a perpetual motion machine?
The two voices grew closer and closer. He had a sudden idea. He looked left and right, searching for a suitable hiding place. The garden was a good location; most people wouldn't expect him to go there.
He quickly stood up, picked up the wheelchair that had been under his bottom, and walked briskly.
Looking at him, you would never imagine that he was sitting in a wheelchair just three seconds ago.
When Zhu's mother and Jiang Wanjun came in, the living room was empty.
Zhu's mother asked in confusion, "They were just here a moment ago! Where did they go in such a short time?"
Jiang Wanjun said without ceremony, "Auntie, you go ahead and do your work, I'll go upstairs to find her."
"Okay, go and take a look."
Jiang Wanjun felt right at home and easily found her way to Zhu Tingyue's room.
A quick glance around revealed no one. The entire room was searched, but he was nowhere to be found.
That's strange, how can someone with a foot injury just disappear into thin air?
To avoid worrying her mother, she kept quiet and first called "Zhu Tingyue," always keeping her phone with her wherever she went.
A melodious ringtone sounded in the room. Jiang Wanjun listened carefully and finally found "Zhu Tingyue's" cell phone under the covers.
The phone is still there, so the person hasn't gone far.
While claiming to be looking for someone, Jiang Wanjun actually toured the Zhu family's house, and lo and behold, "Zhu Tingyue" was sunbathing in the courtyard!
"Why are you hiding here? Aren't you afraid the UV rays will give you a tan?"
From a distance, Jiang Wanyun called out to him.
Hearing her voice, Shen Yanqiu trembled. She tried to dodge, but to no avail! The Zhu family was so big, couldn't she go somewhere else? What a small world!
Jiang Wanjun approached, but Shen Yanqiu kept her eyes closed, seemingly unaware of anyone getting close, nor having heard Jiang Wanjun's loud voice.
He stared at him for a few seconds, but Shen Yanqiu still didn't open his eyes, and even his breathing was steady.
Jiang Wanjun tiptoed closer, her hot breath brushing against his face, making him want to run away, but he resisted the urge. If he moved now, all his efforts would be in vain!
After waiting for a long time, Jiang Wanjun made no move. People in the dark have rich imaginations and are unusually sensitive to everything around them. Shen Yanqiu closed his eyes and imagined what she was doing next to him.
Just when he thought Jiang Wanjun was letting him go, a wicked hand reached for his neck and gently scratched the area behind his ear with a finger.
Shen Yanqiu felt an itch creeping up from the bottom of his heart, and involuntarily shrank his neck, curling up into a ball uncontrollably, and bursting into laughter.
Unable to keep up the act any longer, Shen Yanqiu disregarded any sense of shame and laughed first.
She barely managed to suppress the tickling sensation that was creeping up her face, which was flushed red from laughing earlier, and her bright eyes were tinged with anger.
"what are you doing?"
Jiang Wanjun was still laughing, unconcerned by his question: "What? Just tickling you!"
Her self-righteous tone made Shen Yanqiu frown. Of course he knew that Jiang Wanjun tickled him, but he was asking why she tickled him.
Shen Yanqiu looked at Jiang Wanjun with angry eyes, hoping she would understand that he was angry and that it was best not to provoke him.
But Jiang Wanjun acted as if she didn't see it. Seeing that he was even angrier than before, she laughed even louder!
"What are you laughing at? Is it that funny?"
"I can laugh whenever I want, it's none of your business," Jiang Wanjun replied to him amidst a burst of laughter.
Shen Yanqiu never thought he was tongue-tied; in front of Jiang Wanjun, he was completely outmatched!
She finally finished laughing, sat down on the stool next to him, looked at him with her smiling eyes, and said, "You're still so ticklish. Didn't you say you weren't afraid no matter how much Shen Yanqiu touched you? How come you get so ticklish when I just give you a light touch?"
The meaning behind her words left Shen Yanqiu speechless.
Zhu Tingyue is itchy behind her ears? She had no idea! Jiang Wanjun knew!
When she touched it herself, Zhu Tingyue didn't feel anything, but when Jiang Wanjun touched it lightly, she felt unbearably itchy.
Is he not as good as Jiang Wanjun?
Does Zhu Tingyue have more feelings for Jiang Wanjun than for herself?
What am I then? A clown? Or a litmus test for their feelings?