Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

But time will never stop for anyone.

Soon, the two returned to the ground.

Today's play was as joyful as before. Zhu Huayan was very satisfied with the temporary "playmate" and patted him on the shoulder:

"Cheche, you are very good."

Girls' recognition also has its own style.

Follow your heart completely, no matter what others think.

Jiang Weiche couldn't help laughing, not caring about the etiquette he had cultivated over the years, and laughed happily and contentedly.

Facing the girl who never hid her emotions, Jiang Weiche felt more relaxed than ever before.

He even felt that from childhood to adulthood, he had never been happier than now.

Happy emotions make people feel dizzy. Even if he returns to the empty villa without family warmth that he disliked before, his mouth is still grinning.

Jiang Zhiting coaxed Zhu Huayan, who was tired from playing, to sleep. When he came downstairs, he saw his serious son grinning with a worthless look on his face. He couldn't help but ask:

"Did you have a good time today?"

Jiang Weiche restrained his smile and nodded lightly.

Jiang Zhiting was not angry about his drastic change in attitude. On the contrary, he was very pleased:

"You and Yanyan get along well? I thought you wouldn't like her, but now that I see you have a good relationship, I feel relieved."

"Come and learn how to take over the company in a few days. I'm old now, and I'll definitely leave earlier than her. Yanyan has a bad temper and easily offends people outside. She can't do without someone to protect her."

Speaking of Zhu Huayan, the cold and authoritarian man frowned, but his expression was relaxed and happy, as if he was distressed, worried and helpless.

"When I'm gone, you have to be her support and don't let her get hurt."

Jiang Zhiting's words gave Jiang Weiche a great shock and also woke him up severely.

Jiang Weiche stood there in a daze, without responding to his father's words. He was lost in his own world, separated from everyone else by a veil. He could only hear his father still mumbling something.

"Yanyan has a bad temper, but she is very kind to the people she likes. Don't be deceived by her behavior. She is very gentle and considerate."

……

"By the way, why am I telling you this now? I'm not even fifty years old. If I take good care of myself, it won't be a problem for me to live past eighty. I have to stay with Yanyan."

……

The girl's image was written all over her words, and her deep love was engraved into her bones.

Jiang Weiche nodded stupidly, perfunctorily responding to the man who kept talking, and went upstairs in a daze.

Throwing himself heavily onto the bed, Jiang Weiche covered his eyes with his hands and recalled in the darkness what he had done in the past few days.

What on earth am I doing?

It's about cutting off the good feelings, seeing through the girl's true face, and cutting off the good feelings that shouldn't exist.

Now the true face is seen, and it does have many shortcomings.

But in his eyes, there are more advantages.

Moreover, Jiang Weiche felt that those shortcomings in the eyes of the world were not shortcomings, but lovely embellishments, and there were reasons for them. In short, it was not her fault.

No matter how Zhu Huayan behaves, good or bad, kind or evil, he can find an explanation for her.

Even though she is always honest and doesn't need to cover up for herself.

It is actually he himself who needs to explain.

This is the only way to comfort yourself from the heavy sense of guilt and indulge yourself even more.

As feelings deepen, it becomes increasingly difficult to let go.

It was not until now that I was hit hard by my father's words.

It was a fact that he could not deny that he liked Zhu Huayan.

The reality of the difference in status and the relationship between her and her father forced him to curb his evil thoughts.

"Ah."

Jiang Weiche laughed at himself, his voice filled with disappointment.

The next day, he went straight back to school without even saying goodbye. He looked cold and decisive, but in fact he was a defeated general who escaped in a panic.

"Why did you go back to school without telling us? Yanyan didn't see you today and asked about you."

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Weiche's tone was calm, but his heart couldn't help but beat violently.

"Really? What did she ask me?"

Jiang Zhiting was unaware of his son's emotions and replied:

"What else can I ask? You guys have been having a great time in the past half month. As soon as she got up today, she said she wanted to go shopping with you."

"and then?"

"She felt lost for a while when she knew you were not here. Luckily I sent a message to her friend and asked her to go shopping with me. She is now going upstairs to change her clothes and getting ready to go out."

"Oh."

Jiang Weiche hung up the phone.

On the way to the teaching building, his eyebrows drooped and his eyes seemed to droop, making him look like a wronged puppy.

He finally made up his mind to forget this inappropriate relationship.

Jiang Weiche doesn't think he is a good and kind person and can easily forgive any behavior that hurts him.

Therefore, due to the lack of his father's identity for more than ten or twenty years, he could not feel any father-son affection for him.

Jiang Weiche could see that his father, who "walks among a field of flowers without getting a single leaf on him", had real feelings for Yanyan and was truly moved.

It is true that the relationship between father and son is weak, but you cannot snatch the person he loves just because you have no feelings for him.

Besides this, there is another reason why he would not do anything to harm other people's feelings.

A voice in his heart told him that even if he took action, the chances of success were slim.

Zhu Huayan loves to enjoy herself and dress up, but she is loyal in her relationships. Her eyes light up when she talks about Jiang Zhiting.

She and her father were in love with each other, and it was not something he could intervene in just because he wanted to.

Although he had made up his mind, Jiang Weiche for some reason would still think of the happy days he spent with Zhu Huayan from time to time, and couldn't help but fall into sweet memories.

But soon, the decisions he made and the reasons he had carefully considered would rush into his mind, scolding him loudly and causing him pain.

Happiness and pain made him feel as if he was placed in an ice cave and volcano. The pain of alternating cold and heat made him unable to sleep day and night.

Jiang Weiche had no choice but to immerse himself in a busy life of study and research.

Without any free time, he would not think of the woman who had unintentionally provoked his heart but ignored it, nor would he think of her sweet love with his father that made him heartbroken.

After getting busy, my insomnia has eased a lot.

He gets up at 5:30 every day, and except for the time for exercising, running, eating and washing, he stays in the laboratory all the time.

I returned to my apartment at nine o'clock in the evening, washed up, and lay down on the bed. I was so tired that I fell asleep almost as soon as I touched the bed.

I can also get eight hours of adequate sleep every day. Although it makes me tense, it does not affect my physical health nor does it make me look haggard.

Everything seemed to be back on track.

Until that day, a day that was no different from any other, something happened that no one had expected.