nashuaworldcup Chapter 440 The Cold War Couple
Chapter 440 The Cold War Couple
Amidst much anticipation, it was finally Jiang Baizhi's turn to appear!
Netizens were enthusiastic and excited.
And right at this moment.
In an old residential building.
In the living room, Ms. Wang, who was over forty years old, stood with her arms crossed, looking very angry.
She glanced sideways at her husband, who was just pretending to be a block of wood, and a surge of anger rose within her.
She didn't cook dinner tonight; the argument that started this morning hasn't calmed down.
She watched her husband silently take out his phone to order takeout, sneered, and turned on the TV.
"Order takeout? What a load of rubbish! I'd rather stare at Bai Zhi until I'm full than eat a single grain of your rice!"
Wang Jie was cursing under her breath when the screen suddenly switched to "The Voice of China".
The live stream was currently showing the moment of the ban that broke the hearts of the entire internet.
Although Sister Wang doesn't usually follow celebrities, she truly loves her daughter Jiang Baizhi.
Upon hearing that her daughter had been targeted by Li Ronghao, that small-eyed guy, her maternal instincts immediately kicked in.
"Those old bastards, they're all rotten to the core! What did my Baizhi ever do to deserve this?"
Just as Sister Wang was pointing out the big picture on the screen, her husband, who had been huddled in the corner of the sofa, was like a mouse probing for the enemy.
Quietly, little by little, he moved closer to Sister Wang.
Sister Wang was staring at Jiang Baizhi's bright yellow dress on the screen when she suddenly felt a weight beside her, and a familiar scent rushed towards her.
"snort!"
Without a second thought, Sister Wang twisted her waist and moved half a meter to the side.
That posture clearly said:
"Stay away from me, I'm still angry!"
She was about to get up and sit on the single sofa, completely isolating herself from the man.
At that very second, the piano prelude began playing on the television.
It wasn't the lively tune of "Love You" that makes you want to jump into the Pure Land of Bliss; instead, it was a somber, desolate melody, even carrying the feeling of old wounds being torn open.
Sister Wang paused in her act of getting up.
On the screen, two large characters read: "Later".
The next second, the singing started from the speakers and filled the living room:
"later--"
"I've finally learned how to love, but you're already gone, vanished into the sea of people."
Sister Wang blinked. The lyrics sounded like a sad song?
Later—I finally understood through tears that some people, once missed, are gone forever.
Sister Wang's buttocks, which had been hanging in mid-air, seemed to be pulled back by a magnet and slammed heavily back onto the sofa cushion.
She completely forgot to move away, and even the cold look in her eyes from just now became dazed.
"Bai Zhi, you actually sing sad love songs?"
Sister Wang murmured something and continued listening.
"White gardenia petals~"
"It fell on my yellow pleated skirt~"
"I love you, just whisper it softly~"
I looked down and smelled a fragrance.
"That eternal night~"
"The night you kissed me in the midsummer of my seventeenth year~"
Seventeen years old.......
At this age, most people are probably in high school.
"So, Bai Zhi's daughter is singing about the love of her youth?"
As Sister Wang pondered, her gaze unconsciously lost focus.
These words were like an invisible rope, pulling her back to more than twenty years ago.
She turned her head and glanced at her husband, who was sitting upright beside her, barely daring to breathe.
At this point, her husband's hairline had receded and his belly had become more prominent.
The skin on my face has also become much darker.
But in that instant, what came to Sister Wang's mind was that dull-witted young man sitting next to her, who hesitated for a long time even when handing her an eraser.
"Back in junior high... you were really naive."
Sister Wang murmured something, her voice so soft that only she could hear it.
She and her husband met in junior high school.
Back then, they were deskmates.
Sister Wang is the kind of girl who's energetic and lively, like a sparrow.
He, however, was known as a quiet, reserved person in the class.
Sister Wang's favorite pastime during breaks was to find all sorts of ways to tease him.
"Hey buddy, how do I do this problem?"
"Dude, are you wearing your clothes inside out?"
At first, the boy just stared intently at the textbook, like a meditating monk, without reacting at all.
Sister Wang once suspected that this guy might have hearing problems.
Until one day, she deliberately leaned close to his ear and shouted, only to be surprised to find that the boy's fair earlobes had turned from light pink to blood red at a speed visible to the naked eye!
That red color even spread down to her neck.
"Hey! Your ears are red! Look, look!"
At that moment, Sister Wang seemed to have discovered a new continent, and she slapped the table and laughed loudly.
The boy lowered his head, his throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton, and he stammered for a long time without uttering a single word.
Finally, he simply buried his face in the mountain of exercise books piled up in front of him.
From then on, Sister Wang discovered that this taciturn man had changed.
Every morning before reading time, a bag of steaming hot soy milk would mysteriously appear in her desk.
During breaks between classes, she would occasionally have a piece of her favorite White Rabbit milk candy.
What did a girl like that know about love?
She just thought this friend was a pretty good buddy, and even casually patted the boy on the shoulder and said:
"Thanks, buddy, I've got your back from now on!"
Whenever I have these feelings in the years to come...
I keep thinking about the starlight that day~
On the TV.
Jiang Baizhi's singing voice was like a damp breeze, following the signal, precisely bringing down a torrential downpour of youth in this cold war-torn living room.
Sister Wang leaned back on the sofa, her originally stiff body gradually softening to the melody of "Later".
"Love back then~"
"Why is it so easy?"
Yes.
Those were truly good times.
Throughout her three years of junior high, that dull boy not only wasn't driven away by her, but he was like a shadow, always in the place where she could see him when she turned around.
When she entered high school, she thought that their relationship had come to an end.
When she entered the classroom on the day of registration, wow, that familiar face appeared again, sitting steadily next to her.
And they were also deskmates.
I thought they would still be good friends like they were in junior high.
But things changed later.
When did things start to change?