Nian Ueno

Xu Manzhen was annoyed and threw her wine glass away.

With a "snap".

The glass fell onto the jade floor and shattered into pieces, shards scattered everywhere.

The other girls kept quiet, not daring to speak or provoke her.

Zhao Feimu originally wanted to ask Xu Manzhen to put in a good word for her with Ji Xingzhou.

Seeing this, she decided to talk about it tomorrow.

Xu Manzhen was in a very bad mood tonight and drank a lot of alcohol.

Later, her girlfriends called Ji Xingzhou and asked him to come and pick them up.

Ji Xingzhou carried the drunken Xu Manzhen back to his house, the one he bought not far from the school, where Jiang Weixi had previously cleaned the room.

Ji Xingzhou doesn't come here often, but he and Xu Manzhen occasionally stay here.

He put the drunk girl on the bed, and she mumbled something.

Xu Manzhen half-opened her eyes, tugged at his sleeve, and accused him, "Why did you help her? Do you still love her? Tell me!"

Ji Xingzhou frowned, assuming she was talking nonsense: "Stop fooling around, go to sleep."

He thoughtfully helped her take off her coat, change into her pajamas, and even went to the bathroom to get a wet towel to wipe her body.

From childhood to adulthood, Ji Xingzhou had always been the one being taken care of, and he had never taken care of a girl like this before.

He thought there couldn't be any girl in the world who could make him so willing to give his all.

Instead of feeling grateful, Xu Manzhen, half-asleep, slapped him across the face with tears streaming down her face.

She pushed him away, crying, "If you like her, then get out! Go find her! I don't want to see you."

Ji Xingzhou was stunned; no one dared to hit him like that.

He jumped out of bed and roared, "Xu Manzhen, what on earth is wrong with you while you're drunk?"

Xu Manzhen buried herself under the covers and cried, intermittent sobs coming from beneath the blanket.

"Waaaaah..."

He had taken good care of her all night, only to be slapped in the face. Ji Xingzhou was furious and abruptly pulled back her blanket, demanding, "Xu Manzhen, why did you hit me?"

After a while, the effects of the alcohol wore off, and Xu Manzhen became more sober.

Her eyes were red and swollen, and her voice was hoarse: "Why did you help her?"

Ji Xingzhou asked, puzzled, "Whom should I help?"

"Stop pretending. Do I have to be so blunt? You helped your ex-girlfriend, didn't you?"

She didn't want to mention that woman's name.

Ji Xingzhou was taken aback: "How did I help her?"

Xu Manzhen got even angrier when she saw him pretending to be stupid and denying it, so she raised her hand and slapped him again.

Now the palm prints on both cheeks are symmetrical.

She felt better.

He was furious: "Xu Manzhen, are you ever going to stop?"

He was slapped twice in a row. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?

Ji Xingzhou clenched his fists and struggled to restrain himself from retaliating.

Xu Manzhen's face was streaked with tears, looking utterly unattractive: "Why are you being so fierce!"

Ji Xingzhou stood there, took a deep breath, and felt more heartache seeing her crying like that. So he bent down and patiently coaxed her, "Don't cry, let's talk it out. I really don't know what I did wrong."

His kind words only made her become more unreasonable.

Xu Manzhen slapped him again, her voice trembling with emotion: "Get out! I don't want to see you."

He's really famous now.

"Xu Manzhen," Ji Xingzhou called her name through gritted teeth, "What on earth is wrong with you?"

She yelled, "Ji Xingzhou, I want to break up with you!"

Ji Xingzhou sneered: "Fine, let's break up then, you crazy woman."

"You called me a crazy woman?" Xu Manzhen picked up a pillow and hit him.

Ji Xingzhou had had enough. He snatched the pillow and threw it on the ground: "You can stay here by yourself."

After saying that, he slammed the door shut and left to stay at a hotel.

Xu Manzhen curled up on the bed and wept bitterly. She couldn't accept that he had changed his mind and that he might still love someone else.

Ji Xingzhou and Xu Manzhen began a cold war.

Jiang Weixi has been enjoying a peaceful and quiet life lately.

Since getting married, she suddenly felt lucky, as if everything she did went smoothly and there were fewer stumbling blocks.

The video went viral once, and the number of fans increased significantly.

Recently, two or three well-known skincare brands have contacted Jiang Weixi, expressing their desire to collaborate with her.

Jiang Weixi is still considering it.

Song Jingming's team would occasionally extend invitations to her, hoping she would join Zhicheng Media, but Jiang Weixi declined.

The days passed busily until mid-December.

City A is located in the north, where temperatures plummet in December, making the weather cold.

The dormitory heating is not very good this year; the radiators are not very warm, and many students are complaining of the cold.

Actually, the heating temperature is about the same as in previous years, it's just that the weather seems colder this year.

As Su Di entered from outside, a chill swept over her the moment she pushed open the door.

She took off her down jacket and rubbed her hands together, saying, "It's so cold. This winter is really cold."

Tang Tang and Cheng Anuo, wrapped in their blankets, also complained about the cold.

Jiang Weixi didn't say anything; she was counting how much money was in her bank account.

The bank card that Ji Dongxun gave me receives 100,000 yuan every month.

This stable source of money gave her peace of mind.

The only downside was that she could never see her nominal husband.

More than half a month after our marriage, I haven't seen him since that dinner at my grandmother's house.

After resolving Sun Yongshu's matter, Jiang Weixi and Xiao Zhou didn't chat, but she would check Xiao Zhou's WeChat Moments every day, hoping to glean some news about Ji Dongxun.

"Xixi, are you cold?" Cheng Anuo asked her.

Su Di hurriedly finished tidying up and quickly climbed into bed, pulling the covers over herself: "I don't think I've ever heard Xi Xi say she's cold."

Jiang Weixi paused for a moment, closed the mobile banking interface, and replied to her roommate: "I think it's okay, it'll definitely be a bit cold in winter..."

"Don't you feel that it's colder this year than before? The dorm is so cold too."

"well enough."

Jiang Weixi did not have this feeling.

She was thinking about other things and casually chatted with her roommate for a few minutes.

As final week approaches, library seats are becoming increasingly difficult to secure, with everyone preparing for exams.

Grandma Ji called: "Xixi, today is the Winter Solstice. Come over for dumplings tonight. I'll have someone pick you up."

"Okay, Grandma."

Jiang Weixi sat in the library and glanced at the desolate sky outside the window.

It gets dark early on the winter solstice.

Around 5:30 pm, it got completely dark.

Jiang Weixi walked out of the library, too lazy to go back to her dormitory, and headed straight for the school gate.

A black Hongqi sedan was parked across the street.

A familiar license plate number.

Jiang Weixi paused for a moment.

She thought her grandmother would send a driver to pick her up.

Unexpectedly, it was Ji Dongxun who came in person.

I should have gone back to my dorm to change into a nice outfit and put on some makeup.

On second thought.

I guess he doesn't care whether she's beautiful or ugly, or whether she's wearing no makeup or light makeup.

Jiang Weixi chuckled self-deprecatingly, opened the back door, and sat down.

More than half a month had passed since they last met, and Ji Dongxun still maintained his aloof and noble demeanor, with indifferent eyes.

The carriage was quiet.

Jiang Weixi looked down at her knees. Although her status had changed, she still felt awkward and... didn't know what to say.

There was a slight awkwardness.

finally reached.

She breathed a slight sigh of relief, her tense back relaxed, and she couldn't wait to get off the bus.

Ji Dongxun noticed her relieved expression and his gaze lingered on her for a moment.