Chapter 132

Ji Cheng told him before that he wanted to be with Jiang Wangshu, and Jiang Wangyu would be the biggest obstacle between them.

At the beginning, in order to find a reasonable reason to take care of Jiang Wangyu's family, he said that he was Jiang Wangyu's boyfriend. Later, he became a man she could rely on and trust.

Now it is not a simple matter to overthrow this identity, to overthrow the image of him that is deeply rooted in her heart.

To change a person is not an overnight thing, to change a person's thinking is not one or two words can be successful.

This is bound to be a very long process.

He couldn't get along with her as her brother-in-law. He had to tell her.

"Jiang Jiang..." he decided to tell her what happened in those years, so he said solemnly, "your sister is my best friend, we are alumni and confidants, and even if she doesn't die, I may really marry her, because she is the most suitable person for me."

Her heart in the chest, as if it had been crushed, and reassembled, is still intact, but there are many cracks.

"My sister has a diary," she couldn't help choking in her voice. "It's all about you. She likes you very much. You are the first and last person she likes. She loves you with all her heart and soul."

"I know." He knows better than anyone.

"Wang Yu is very gifted in painting. The first time I met her was at the school's Painting Exhibition..."

the gate of memory opened, and the past was like a large piece of sunshine sliding in out of the window, and they were the tiny dust in the sunshine.

At that time, Jiang Wangyu was full of youth. She liked to wear skirts. Her hair was either tied into a ponytail or hung down to her waist. When she was quiet, she felt like a firework fairy, but it was not really her. When she put down her brush, she was a very lively little girl.

They got to know each other in the school's painting exhibition. She painted a figure of a boy. He just went there and saw her painting. The more he saw it, the more familiar he was. Then he stopped to observe it carefully.

Jiang Wangyu suddenly appeared behind him, pointed to the painting and told him, "I painted you. When the school watched the ball game, they all tore their clothes to celebrate after winning. Only you quietly quit the carnival crowd, I thought you were cool at that time."

Her speech is also very interesting. Her vernacular is mixed with one or two literary and artistic descriptions, just like her, lively and quiet.

"Is it?" He laughed. "It's my pleasure. Thank you."

"You're welcome. May I invite you to dinner?"

She was straightforward and did not hide her inner thoughts.

Fu Yu'an met a lot of reserved and reserved girls, and the freshness came to her face, so he agreed to her.

It turned out to be in the Malatang shop opposite the school.

"Their house is delicious."

The shop owner said to them, "ah, Xiaoyu is here again. Come in and sit down."

It's all so ripe. Fu Yu'an thought, if you come here often, it won't taste bad.

Two people ordered a large portion. She ate it herself and kept adding vegetables to his bowl. The taste was really good. Halfway through the meal, she got to the point and suddenly said, "Fu Yu an, I like you so much."

He put down his chopsticks and looked at her seriously. "We only met for the second time today."

"Will you promise to go out to dinner with the person you meet for the first time?" She asked.

Fu Yu'an shakes his head.

"But you promised me." Jiang Wangyu looked at him with a smile. "I should be different to you, right? Why else did you promise to come out to dinner with me the first time you saw me? "

He couldn't argue.

Jiang Wangyu said, "it's not the second time I've seen you. When you participated in the programming competition, when you played basketball, oh, by the way, you also participated in the swimming competition last semester, right? I was there all the time, except that I was not at the scene of the programming contest and was stopped outside. I was there all the time. I was the loudest one in the crowd

He quietly listened to her chatter, "although we are different majors, I also learned programming for you, but I'm stupid and I can't learn the basics. I heard them say that you are developing software with your friends, isn't that hard? I'm good at cooking. Shall I bring you dinner tomorrow? "

At the beginning, Fu Yu'an was overwhelmed by Jiang Wangyu's enthusiasm. A girl who had only met twice said she liked him and wanted to send him meals. Although Jiang Wangyu had already made a big name in school and was still a goddess in many people's hearts, he didn't feel flattered. Instead, she thought Jiang Wangyu had a bad head.

Of course, he refused her kindness, but Jiang Wangyu was not frustrated by it. She really came every day to deliver meals to him. She changed the style of cooking, and attached great importance to the combination of meat and vegetable nutrition. She really envied others.

It's just that Jiang Wangyu's family is not rich. She was sent here by recommendation at that time. Although the tuition is free, living in such a city is just a large sum of daily living expenses.She put a lot of energy into paying for peace. She would rather be strict with herself than insist on adding a meat dish to his meal every day.

Jiang Wangyu soon became short of money, and the culprit of all this "Fu Yu'an" naturally took on Jiang Wangyu's three meals a day.

They soon became friends. To some extent, Jiang Wangyu was more like another one. When he talked with her about programming and code, she didn't feel bored at all, because she was also learning, and sometimes she could talk with him about two professional terms.

They even like the same thing. Jiang Wangyu also likes basketball. She also likes sci-fi movies. She is direct and frank. She doesn't pretend. She doesn't even defend people.

She can even empathize with his feelings.

Fu Yu'an's family is not happy. When he was in high school, his father cheated, and his mother was a mentally vulnerable person. She broke up with her father and another woman in their bedroom, lying on their bed, and even the woman was still using her cosmetics. After that, she divorced her father. After that, she could not withstand a huge blow and had mental problems.

Father left a sum of money as compensation and married the woman.

When he was in high school, he not only had to study in class, but also took care of his mother. All the corners of the house were pasted with soft binding. Knives and anything that could hurt people were locked out of his mother's reach. After he left, he could only lock his mother in his bedroom. His bedroom was empty. There was only one bed and a TV to relieve boredom. He was afraid that his mother would take advantage of his absence It's time to hurt yourself.