After setting up the wedding room, I went to the cafeteria with Shi Yu to eat, then sent her to the guesthouse to stay. Only then did Chen Shaojie return to the dormitory.
Once the wedding is done, he will move out and live in the new house with Shi Yu.
This is the last ti he’ll stay in the dormitory.
During the New Year, Cheng Jingliang returned to his hotown to get married and brought his wife to live with him. Now, only Chen Shaojie and Jiang Zhixun are left in the dormitory.
Once he moves out, it will be just Jiang Zhixun alone.
Chen Shaojie always feels sorry for Jiang Zhixun when he thinks about this.
He was the first to get married, but in the end, he is the one left alone.
If everyone were single, it wouldn’t be so bad.
But now...
Chen Shaojie sighed inwardly. Miss Shen originally didn’t want to reconcile, and Old Jiang’s work was special, so he had no ti to express himself.
At this rate, there might not be any chance for them to remarry.
The door opened, and although he didn’t see Jiang Zhixun, there were his belongings on the table, proving he was indeed back.
After waiting for about ten minutes, Jiang Zhixun ca back from outside with a basin in his hands.
He wore casual clothes, had a towel around his neck, and was covered in mist, clearly having just showered.
Chen Shaojie sat at the table, "I’m getting married tomorrow, co early."
Jiang Zhixun seed a bit absent-minded.
He rembered not long ago Chen Shaojie went to Beijing for a blind date, so how is he getting married already?
"Congratulations."
"That’s it?"
Jiang Zhixun’s eyes were indifferent, "What else?"
Chen Shaojie stared at him intently, "Forget it, I know you’re not feeling well inside."
Everyone else is getting married, while he’s the only one who got divorced.
It would be strange if he felt fine.
"If you don’t speak, no one will think you’re a mute."
Chen Shaojie clicked his tongue, "Listen to yourself, is that sothing soone would say? This is how you treated Miss Shen before, and now do you see the error of your ways? If you don’t cherish , be careful, I’ll really cut ties with you—just as well, my wife doesn’t like you."
Although the wedding ceremony hasn’t taken place yet, Chen Shaojie and Shi Yu have already received their marriage certificate.
Calling her his wife isn’t wrong either.
This should have been a trivial matter, but to Jiang Zhixun, it felt like Chen Shaojie was flaunting his affection.
Several taphorical knives stabbed into his heart, making the man’s expression grow colder.
He neatly placed the towel and basin in their respective positions, giving Chen Shaojie a brief glance.
From his thin lips ca four words, "Prioritize love over friends."
Chen Shaojie had an exasperating expression, "If both I and Miss Shen fell into the water, who would you save?"
The answer was obvious.
"Shen Qingqing."
"So, you’re a person who prioritizes love over friends too!"
Jiang Zhixun said another two words, "Boring."
Seeing Jiang Zhixun about to leave, Chen Shaojie instinctively asked, "Where are you going?"
"To make a phone call."
It’s been so long without contact; he doesn’t know what the situation is with Shen Qingqing.
He needs to call and ask.
The thought of Shen Qingqing made Jiang Zhixun’s heart ache.
A bit sour, a bit depressed, and with a hint of sweetness.
Once, Shen Qingqing used to like him!
The longer they were apart, the more Jiang Zhixun missed Shen Qingqing.
If it weren’t for being fully absorbed in his work, he wouldn’t have known how to endure such a long ti.
Jiang Zhixun deeply regretted.
Especially when he thought about how Shen Qingqing had endured those three years as well, his regret turned into guilt.
He thought sending Shen Qingqing his allowance fulfilled his responsibilities as a husband.
But he overlooked other things.
Besides money, Qingqing also needed a husband’s care.
Returning to the table, he picked up a stack of letters.
During the closed training, when he couldn’t sleep at night, he took ti to write to Shen Qingqing.
He planned to send them all at once.
She didn’t answer his calls, nor did she reply to his letters.
But it’s okay, he will keep writing to her.
Just like in the past three years, Shen Qingqing was always striving to move towards him.
This ti, it’s his turn.
Chen Shaojie called out to him, "Don’t leave yet, I have sothing to tell you."
Jiang Zhixun was eager to inquire about Shen Qingqing’s situation and had no ti for Chen Shaojie’s chatter.
"We’ll talk when I get back."
"Miss Shen might be seeing soone. A gentleman escorted her ho."
Shi Yu had accidentally let it slip before.
Now that Chen Shaojie had beco more experienced, if there weren’t any intentions, people of opposite sexes wouldn’t interact so closely.
To prepare Jiang Zhixun ntally, he decided to share what he had "heard."
Walking to the dormitory door, the man suddenly stopped.
His hands, which hung at his sides, clenched into fists.
The veins on the back of his hands popped, looking sowhat intimidating.
Chen Shaojie rubbed his arms, feeling a chill in the air.
Stuttering, he said, "But it might not be, you could call and ask."
Jiang Zhixun stood still, his eyes filled with confusion, but more so with the fear and panic of potentially losing Shen Qingqing.
Agreeing to divorce back then was to let Shen Qingqing focus on recovering.
Not to give others a chance to pursue her!
His heart surged with waves of emotions, and he wanted to return to Beijing imdiately, drag Shen Qingqing to the marriage registry for reconciliation.
But rationality told him that doing so would only push Shen Qingqing further away.
Like a trapped beast, Jiang Zhixun paced back and forth, asking, "What should I do?"
His steadfast, handso face was filled with helplessness and confusion.
Jiang Zhixun didn’t know which direction to take to reunite with Shen Qingqing.
He also feared that taking the wrong path would only lead them further apart.
Chen Shaojie pointed to himself, "Are you asking ?"
With deep eyes, Jiang Zhixun said nothing, just looked at him.
Chen Shaojie spread his hands, "I’ve only dated one person and beside you, I don’t know any other divorced people, so how would I know how to handle this situation."
Before they were divorced, he had advised as much as he could.
Now, there really wasn’t a thod left.
After all, the Northwest is so far from Beijing.
Even those dating might not last, let alone those who are divorced... it’s even easier to drift apart.
"Why don’t you call and ask? Miss Shen and Comrade Zhou might just be ordinary friends."
Jiang Zhixun didn’t dare to ask.
He feared the answer might confirm his fears.
If Shen Qingqing was seeing soone, what could he do?
He couldn’t resort to underhanded ans to separate them.
It was rare to see fear on Jiang Zhixun’s face, leaving Chen Shaojie feeling a bit lancholic.
Who would have thought that initially, Old Jiang didn’t care for Miss Shen?
He wondered if this counted as fortunes changing hands.
Without saying much more, he took his basin to shower, leaving the space to Jiang Zhixun.
From a locked drawer, he took out Shen Qingqing’s diary, which she had left at ho.
At that mont, Jiang Zhixun wanted to see what she had written inside.
Understanding her innermost thoughts might help him find a way to reconcile.
Reading soone’s diary, this was truly shaless.
Jiang Zhixun hesitated, stroking the cover, with hesitation and conflict in his eyes, delaying opening it.
After a long ti, the longing to reunite with Shen Qingqing overca his rationality, and he finally opened to the first page.
Confusion turned into bewildernt.
On it were just small, trivial matters. It didn’t look like a diary but more like notes, reminding herself what to do daily.
Jiang Zhixun’s brow furrowed, this didn’t resemble Shen Qingqing’s style.
Her mory was excellent; using sothing like this seed odd.
Quickly flipping a few pages, the frequency of the word "divorce" increased.
Nothing about her inner world was ntioned.
The confusion in Jiang Zhixun’s eyes deepened. What was the purpose of Shen Qingqing writing these?
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