Feeling Jiang Ci’s displeasure, Su Yue felt inexplicable, “I’m not doing anything bad, it’s just a class party.”
At this time, Jiang Haoyan walked in with coriander in his arms. He was wearing a blue pajamas with kittens printed on him and slippers with Tyrannosaurus rex on his feet. He came to say good night.
“Come here.” Jiang Ci said to Xiao Haohao.
The little guy obediently walked towards him with the coriander in his arms, “Dad.”
“Want to go play?” Jiang Ci asked him.
“Dad, are we going to play?” Xiao Haohao’s big round eyes lit up.
“Ask her.” Jiang Ci twitched the corners of his mouth with a bit of interest on his face.
Su Yue suddenly widened her eyes, what does Jiang Ci mean? Does he want her to bring Xiao Haohao?
“Are we going to play?” Xiao Haohao raised his head to look at Su Yue, his big eyes were bright, “When are we going to play? Can Haohao bring coriander? I saw on TV that the children were going to play. Prepare a lot of delicious food…”
Su Yue hasn’t said anything yet, the little guy has already started counting in a milky voice what to bring to play.
In the end, Xiao Hao Hao cocked his mouth, “Hao Hao has never gone out to play.” Rou Huhu’s little face was full of smiles, “This time, Hao Hao can also go out to play.” He hugged tightly. Coriander, that’s great, Haohao doesn’t have to envy other children.
Su Yue was stunned for a moment, then softened her eyes, “Well, I’ll take Hao Hao on a trip on Friday.” The boy said we could bring friends, so it shouldn’t matter if she brought a child.
“Then father?” Xiao Haohao looked back at his father.
Su Yue smiled, thinking that her class was a group activity, so many people participated, Jiang Ci was not even willing to go out, let alone follow her to participate in such an activity. According to his temperament, he would probably dislike it. boring.
She was about to tell Xiao Haohao when Jiang Ci snorted with a half-smile, and said casually, “Su Yue, I’ll go too.”
What?
Su Yue was stunned.
“You…you’re going too?” Her soft voice was full of incredulity.
“Why, you’re surprised.” Jiang Ci raised his eyebrows and sneered, “Someone wants to stay home at night, so I have to follow and let someone have a place to return.”
Su Yue felt that the man was becoming more and more shameless, “There will be many people participating.” She wanted Jiang Ci to retreat.
“Oh.”
Jiang Ci responded lazily, and then there was no further text.
Su Yue has a headache.
“Jiang Ci, there is no one in the class with family members.” She tried to dispel Jiang Ci’s terrible thoughts. She took the whole family to participate in class group activities, which would definitely become the focus of the class.
Jiang Ci’s ears moved slightly, and felt that the word “family” in Su Yue’s mouth was quite easy to hear, and it sounded very nice. His face was still expressionless, and the scar on the left side of his face was a little hideous under the bright light. His thin lips were lifted, a smile filled his mouth, and his tone was gloomy, “Su Yue, do you think I’m blind, and you’re worried about being embarrassed, so Don’t want to take me there.”
Xiao Haohao hugged the coriander, pursed his small mouth, and looked at Su Yue eagerly, “Dad can’t go, neither will Haohao.”
Looking at the father and son of the united front, one big and one small, Su Yue felt so innocent.
“I’m not disgusted, I’m not worried that you will be embarrassed.” Su Yue explained, “I’m just worried that you don’t like too many people and you will feel noisy.”
“I can wrong myself.” Jiang Ci was rarely tolerant.
Su Yue pursed her lips, she wanted to say, you don’t have to feel wronged. However, seeing Jiang Ci’s expressionless face and the corners of his lips curled up, Su Yue was taken aback for a moment, and in the end she didn’t say anything more.
On Friday, the weather was fine, with a few white clouds floating in the blue sky, like cotton candy, which made people feel happy. The rising sun is scattered in the bamboo forest, passing through the bamboo leaves, forming a spot of light on the ground.
When Su Yue woke up, Jiang Ci also woke up.
“Morning.” The man looked lazy, and it was rare for Su Yue to feel his joy.
“Morning.”
Su Yue smiled, since she has decided to take him to the event, there is no reluctance.
Over there, Xiao Haohao had already come over with his little yellow duck backpack, holding coriander in his arms. Seeing that his father and Su Yue hadn’t gotten up yet, the little guy had a look of disgust in his eyes, big lazy pig.
“How come Haohao is so early.” Su Yue got out of bed and reached out to pick up the small backpack behind him, heavy, not knowing what was stuffed.
“Hao Hao, get up early to pack his luggage.” Jiang Haoyan boasted in a sullen voice, not knowing if it was because he was going out, the smile on his face was very bright.
Su Yue opened his small backpack and found that it contained two cars, some candy, biscuits, and coriander to play with.
Su Yue didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, “Don’t take these toys with you, because there are a lot of toys over there. Haohao doesn’t have time to play with the car. Let’s play when we come back, shall we?”
The **** eyes rolled around, brightly, “Is there a lot of fun in traveling?”
“Yes.”
“Okay then, the car Haohao comes back to play again.” With that, Xiao Haohao consciously took out the toys in the little yellow duck’s backpack, “Haohao doesn’t bring toys, and don’t bring coriander either.”
In the end, Su Yue packed two sets of clothes for Xiao Haohao and stuffed them into a small backpack.
After rinsing, Su Yue changed her clothes and took out the sunscreen. Although her complexion is very fair now, her love for beauty does not allow her not to do things like sunscreen that spoil her skin.
The white cream was applied to her face, and Su Yue tapped her fingertips. She found that the skin at this time was more delicate and smoother than when she took care of it before. Even if she touched it herself, she was reluctant to let go. She looked at it with satisfaction, the corners of her lips raised high.
Really thanks to Jiang Ci.
Thinking of this, Su Yue’s dissatisfaction with Jiang Ci immediately dissipated.
Because of going out, Su Yue specially found casual clothes for Jiang Ci, a white shirt on the top and black slacks on the bottom. Jiang Ci lost the seriousness and abstinence he usually had when wearing a black shirt. Instead, he looked younger, ignoring the scar on the left side of his face. This man was really handsome and outstanding.
Even if he couldn’t see it, Jiang Ci knew that the clothes on his upper body were different from usual. He pursed his lips slightly, a little unhappy.
Su Yue looked at his outfit with satisfaction, and came to Jiang Ci with sunscreen, “You don’t like to wear it like this? But I’m wearing a white shirt today, and so is Xiao Haohao. Xiao Haohao and I are dressed so cutely, You are still wearing a black shirt, you will look very mature, my classmates may be wondering, why did I marry an old man?” Su Yue held back a smile and deliberately teased him.
Jiang Ci is not old at all, his face is clear and handsome, and when his face is not serious, he has the wanton and arrogance of a teenager, and has a youthful feeling.
Jiang Ci leaned lazily on the sofa, and when he heard Su Yue’s words, he almost crooked his nose, “Su Yue, I’m only five years older than you.”
Su Yue is twenty, Jiang Ci is twenty-five.
“Yes, when I’m twenty-five, you’ll be thirty, and when I’m forty-five, you’ll be an old man in fifty. Besides, I’m beautiful when iam old.” Su Yue bent down. , leaned close to Jiang Ci, squeezed out some sunscreen on her fingertips, and put it on his face.
“What are you doing?” Jiang Ci grabbed Su Yue’s wrist.
“Apply sunscreen to you. The sun is still warm now, and it will start to be vicious at noon. If you don’t take good care of it, I will still be beautiful in the future, and you will become an old man.” Su Yue move her wrist. , frowned, “Jiang Ci, you hurt me.” The man’s hands were so strong, and he has thin calluses, which made her skin hurt.
Jiang Ci then let go of his hand, and he said with disgust, “Squeamish.”
Su Yue blushed and glared at him, obviously he was being rude.
Seeing that he had no objection, Su Yue continued to lean down, leaned closer to him, and helped him apply sunscreen. As she got closer, she realized that the skin on Jiang Ci’s unscarred right face was very good, because he often stayed indoors, his complexion was pale, and there were almost no pores. His brow bone is high and his eye sockets are deep, which makes him look very deep. It’s a pity for this face.
Su Yue slowly pushed the cream away with her fingertips, and Su Yue moved gently. Gently and gently apply the cream to the scar with her fingertips, touching the uneven texture under her fingertips. Su Yue blinked her eyes as usual.
Jiang Ci leaned on the back of the sofa, his posture was loose, and his thin lips were pursed. He felt the warm fingertips touching his face, and then the soft palms rubbed against his face.
He lowered his eyes.
When Su Yue’s hand touched the scar on the left side of her face, Jiang Ci’s body froze, his lazy expression instantly converged, and even his eyebrows became sharp.
Thin lips pursed tightly, Jiang Ci knew that Su Yue’s eyes were on his scar. The distance between the two was very close, and he felt her warm breath. In this way, Su Yue can look directly at his scar from a close distance…
He remembered Su Yue’s complaints on the phone before, saying that the scars on his face were like twisted worms, and just looking at them made her so disgusting that she didn’t want to eat. At that time, he really thought about letting someone catch a handful of bugs and stuff it into this woman’s mouth, but later he felt boring, so he simply thought this woman was transparent, and what she said was singing.Jiang Ci curled the corners of his lips with a faint twitch. “Is it disgusting?”
Su Yue froze for a moment, then instantly understood what he was referring to. Her gaze softened as she replied gently, “Of course not.”
His scars had faded now—no longer the angry, raw wounds they once were. She remembered her own past, the agonizing burns that never fully healed. Back then, her skin had been blistered, red, and oozing with pus—nothing like the quiet resilience Jiang Ci bore now.
The faint scent of milk still lingered in the air. Jiang Ci caught it at the tip of his nose and let out a low, mocking sneer but said nothing more.
Just then, little Jiang Haoyan—who had been watching with wide, eager eyes—couldn’t wait any longer. “Haohao also wants to wipe,” he chirped brightly, pointing his chubby little finger at his own cheek.
Su Yue chuckled, her eyes crinkling with amusement. “Alright then,” she said indulgently.
The morning sun spilled its golden light through the trees, and a soft breeze rustled the bamboo leaves, carrying with it the fresh scent of the new day.
Song Nianyue stepped out from the bamboo grove, holding a plate of exquisitely crafted desserts. As she walked closer, her steps faltered when she caught sight of the trio—Su Yue with one hand holding Jiang Haoyan and the other arm gently supporting Jiang Ci.
“Morning! You’re…” Her voice caught slightly before she quickly composed herself and approached with a smile.
“Haohao is going to travel!” The little boy beat her to it, his voice filled with joy as he raised his head and proudly made the announcement.
“Travel?” Song Nianyue’s grip on the delicate plate visibly tightened. Her serene, refined expression faltered, a flicker of disbelief passing through her eyes.
Su Yue gave her a calm nod, her gaze flicking to the elaborate plate in Song Nianyue’s hands. The pastries were indeed exquisite—each piece a work of art. It was clear she had gone to great lengths.
“Good morning, Miss Song,” Su Yue greeted politely.
Song Nianyue’s smile stiffened slightly, but she kept her tone warm. “Morning. You’re heading out on a trip? Where to?”
“Just a school activity,” Su Yue replied casually, not bothering to elaborate. There was something about Song Nianyue that always felt insincere, a little too polished. It left her unsettled.
“Oh, that’s a pity,” Song Nianyue said, clearly disappointed. “I specially prepared breakfast for you. I just learned how to make it…”
She paused, casting a careful glance at Jiang Ci. He had only ever believed the mango cake was made by Su Yue. In order to gain his favor, Song Nianyue had even begun studying under the pastry chef. There had to be at least one dessert that would finally win Jiang Ci’s heart.
But now… why would Jiang Ci agree to go traveling with Su Yue?
Her eyes flickered back to Su Yue, searching her face. Su Yue seemed even more radiant than before. The sun caught her features in just the right way, making her glow with an effortless beauty that pierced through Song Nianyue’s heart like a thorn.
She didn’t understand. Why had her best friend—made the one who was supposed to be a pawn, a mere foil—turned out to be so dazzling?
But it didn’t matter. Jiang Ci was blind. No matter how beautiful Su Yue was, he would never see her. To him, the world remained shrouded in endless black.
Yet… what if one day he could see again?
A ripple of unease coursed through Song Nianyue’s chest.
Before she could say more, Jiang Ci let out a languid yawn and tilted his chin in irritation. “Don’t eat it. Take it away. Su Yue, didn’t you say we were in a hurry? Why are you still wasting time talking?”
Su Yue nodded lightly. “Thank you for your kindness, Miss Song, but we’re in a bit of a rush. We’ll skip breakfast today.”
With that, she led Jiang Ci and little Haohao past her without a second glance.
Their silhouettes soon disappeared into the bamboo grove, swallowed by the swaying green stalks and dappled light.
Song Nianyue’s carefully composed expression cracked at the edges. The porcelain plate in her hands slipped—perhaps by accident, perhaps not—and shattered on the ground, scattering the delicate desserts across the path.
She stared at the broken sweet’s plate for a long moment before slowly curling her lips into a faint, emotionless smile.
Let it be. In the end, Su Yue still liked Jiang Muhang. That story would not end well, and Song Nianyue could afford to wait.
As for Jiang Ci… she had once believed that if she poured enough effort into it, she could melt the cold armor around his heart. He was, after all, a disfigured, blind man. The world looked down on him. Surely, he must crave comfort—tenderness, a hand to hold in the dark.
She had imagined that if she reached out with warmth and kindness, he would eventually fall for her.
But now… she was no longer so sure.
Jiang Ci was far more difficult to approach than she had ever anticipated.
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The farm they were heading to was in the neighboring city. The car ride would take nearly two hours.
After setting off, Su Yue pulled out a large bag of snacks from the backseat. Next to her, Jiang Haoyan’s eyes lit up instantly. He gazed at the bag with sparkling curiosity and licked his lips.
“So many yummy things,” he murmured, voice full of longing. “Haohao wants to eat!”
Su Yue chuckled and held out several different flavored candies. “Pick one. Which one do you want?”
The little boy tilted his head, his small eyebrows furrowing in concentration. After a moment of serious thought, he pointed with delight. “This one! The one with the big apple on it!”
With a smile, Su Yue unwrapped the apple-flavored candy and handed it to him. “Here you go. But don’t eat too much, alright? Otherwise your pretty white teeth will get cavities.”
The little guy obediently nodded, popped the candy into his mouth, and contentedly stared out the window, watching the scenery roll by as he munched.
Su Yue turned to the other passenger. “Jiang Ci, which flavor do you want? I’ve got milk, peach, mango…”
She had packed a whole variety—no more dieting meant she could indulge guilt-free now, and she was enjoying every moment of it.
Jiang Ci had his eyes closed, head resting against the car seat in a relaxed slouch. At her question, he smirked faintly, tone laced with disdain. “Do I look like a kid to you?”
Su Yue blinked. “Oh.”
Then, without another word, she tore open the milk-flavored candy and leaned in. The soft candy gently brushed against Jiang Ci’s lips.
“Open your mouth,” she said, coaxing.
“I said—” he started to protest.
But the candy slipped past his lips, melting against his tongue.
The creamy, rich sweetness spread instantly, reminiscent of the faint fragrance that always clung to Su Yue’s body.
Jiang Ci’s furrowed brows eased ever so slightly. He let out a low, almost imperceptible hum.
Su Yue wasn’t done yet.
“Jiang Ci, I can’t open this bottle. Can you help me?” She held out a bottle of mineral water, pushing it toward him.
“Tsk. You’re so annoying, Su Yue,” Jiang Ci grumbled, but his hands moved anyway. He easily twisted open the cap.
Then, pressing his tongue against the roof of his mouth, he murmured, almost sulkily, “I still want it.”
Su Yue blinked. “Huh?”