He secretly changed his character

Jiang Tunan's expression showed some struggle. "That day - we all drank a little and lost control -"

"The first time can be explained this way, but what about the second and third time?"

"Han Zhu, I thought we were all adults, and we had all studied abroad, so we wouldn't be so conservative about this kind of thing. If the body needs it, the two of us can seek temporary comfort--"

"For you, it's drunkenness. For me, it's inability to help myself."

Jiang Tunan remained silent.

Gu Hanzhu had an unfathomable smile on his face, "You said that you and Lu Zichu are the same kind of people, but I have a different opinion."

"where?"

"His attitude towards himself is completely different. During the years he studied in the UK, I never heard of him having an intimate relationship with any man or woman except me, his rumored girlfriend. Whether it's psychological or physical. He is a person who is obsessed with love. He either wants nothing or the best. He can't tolerate the slightest flaw. I'm not trying to discourage you - Tunan, you have completely lost the qualifications to pursue him."

Jiang Tunan felt somewhat defeated, and asked in a desperate struggle, "What about Fei Mingze? Does he have the confidence to do this?"

"Isn't there another sentence?"

"Which sentence?"

"The first to get the moon is the one near the water."

Jiang Tunan immediately said, "I will move across from his house tomorrow."

Gu Hanzhu immediately said, "I want to go too."

"Whatever you want, it's your house anyway."

"From tomorrow on, I hope our relationship will be boyfriend and girlfriend, not bed partners."

"Do you really have to do this? A wrong start will only lead to a wrong ending."

"What do you mean by a wrong ending? Tunan, don't think so far. Let's just have a good relationship first."

"You'd better be my type, that's more realistic."

"Or is it because of Zichu?"

"Half of it."

"Those involved are often confused, but those who are on the sidelines can see things more clearly. I think you should be able to see that his attitude towards Fei Mingze is definitely not as simple as he says."

"Then what do you think it is?" Rather than hoping that the other party can answer your questions, it is more like saying that you want the other party to give up.

"Love without knowing it."

Jiang Tunan was eclipsed, his heart was deeply hurt.

"If Zichu had been like before, he would never have accepted the house. But he accepted it, which means he doesn't want to be estranged from the other party. I believe you also understand that if there is no affection between two people, they will definitely make it clear. You don't owe me, and I don't owe you. But if two people are no longer polite to each other, it means that he wants to start a closer relationship, even if he has to spend the rest of his life to repay it."

Jiang Tunan couldn't deny the logic behind this, but he still said stubbornly, "Not necessarily."

"Does Zichu know what's on your mind?"

Jiang Tunan shook his head, "I never said that. Even if I said it, do you think he would believe it?"

"Judging from his reaction, he was also skeptical about Fei Mingze's love confession."

"I don't think he believes it at all."

"What about you? Don't you want to fight for yourself?"

"Some things are better known to oneself...Okay, I admit that I am actually afraid of him knowing. I just want to keep this matter in my heart, as a secret love affair, letting it be quiet, beautiful, and fragrant on its own."

Gu Hanzhu said from his heart, "I really envy him. Having Fei Mingze alone is not enough, and now he has you."

"If someone risked his life to block a knife for you, would you also fall in love with him?"

"Is—really?"

Jiang Tunan held her hand and walked towards the alley ahead, "Yeah. That was six years ago..."

That day, Jiang Tunan came back very late. When he came back, he looked miserable and his eyes were red.

Lu Zichu had noticed that his condition was very abnormal recently. Just when he was thinking of calling him to ask something, he came to him first.

Jiang Tunan said, "I want to take a leave."

"sick?"

"Something happened at home."

His expression was concealed and his words were evasive, so he must be hiding something.

Lu Zichu knew that he didn't want to talk about it, so he didn't ask any more questions. So he asked, "How many days do you plan to be away?"

Jiang Tunan was a little uncertain and spoke hesitantly, "Two-days... um, no, three days."

Lu Zichu then approved three days of leave for him, but Jiang Tunan did not come back after three days.

After waiting for another two days, he still didn't come back.

Lu Zichu thought this was too unusual, so he looked up his contact address and then rode his bike there when he was not busy.

Shilipu is located in the south of Longcheng. It is a famous shantytown, where most of the residents are outsiders, either migrant workers from surrounding villages or couples from other provinces who come to the city to run small businesses.

Lu Zichu walked along the alley and turned many times, and finally asked three people before he found Jiang Tunan's home.

However, even though he had made too many assumptions before coming here and had a certain psychological preparation for Jiang Tunan's living conditions, when he really came, Lu Zichu still felt that it was beyond his imagination.

That home, to be exact, didn't feel like a home. It was just a space of about ten square meters separated by asbestos tiles outside someone else's kitchen, with a bed and a table inside. A gas stove was placed on one half of the table, and dishes and chopsticks were placed on the other half.

Not to mention two people living here, even one person would have difficulty moving around.

Lying on the only bed in the room was a middle-aged man with a haggard face. It was obvious that he did manual labor. His whole body was shriveled, like lard that had been squeezed dry of every last drop of oil by life, or like a wind-dried walnut.

His face was full of wrinkles, and every wrinkle was filled with the hardships of life and the hopelessness of escape.

Besides, he had a bandage on his head. It didn't look like a bandage at all. It looked like he was in mourning for someone. But who was it for? Lu Zichu thought he was mourning for the first half of his life.

Jiang Tunan was sitting beside his bed, feeding him water. When he heard the footsteps, he didn't turn around, but just said, "You came back very nicely this time..."

He turned his head while speaking, and before he finished speaking, he saw Lu Zichu's face. He was a little dazed, and the casual expression on his face immediately became complicated.

Lu Zichu saw his embarrassment and uneasiness. At that moment, he felt that Jiang Tunan was no different from a peacock whose ugly butt was seen. There was something wrong with him. He was at a loss. It was not right to say hello, but it was also not right not to say hello.

But the man looked at Lu Zichu and reacted, "Is he Nan Nan's teacher?"

Lu Zichu then knew that this person was Jiang Tunan's father Jiang Kuzhou. Seeing him like this, he suddenly felt that his greatest misfortune was that he had such a name. As if he didn't mind the bitterness of life, he actually had to have such an unlucky word in his name.

Jiang Tunan finally reacted and was about to ask Lu Zichu to sit down. He looked around the room and found that there was no decent stool to accommodate guests, and sitting on the bed would seem a bit inappropriate.

In a dilemma, Lu Zichu sat down at the foot of the bed with a smile that was neither too much nor too little, "I'm just substituting for you for a while. We've always been classmates."

"Please don't say that. Nannan told me everything that happened recently, especially your care for us."