Twenty-Two Degrees Part 1

Content Summary: Can't you tell the difference between real liking and fake liking?

The fire in Wei Congying’s body that was ignited by the image of her body that was recalled from the memory bank of his brain was thrown into the wood that kept it alight.

Wei Congying released his hand from her ponytail and clasped the back of her neck with his palm.

Before the kiss came, the smell of tobacco mixed with mint entered Shi Yun’s nose.

After the sense of smell was satisfied, then came the sense of touch.

The warmth on their lips contrasted sharply with the slightly cool night breeze of autumn.

Wei Congying held her neck and took the initiative in kissing her. The sounds of whimpering and gasping were covered by the sound of leaves rubbing against each other. He was a little forceful, and the hand that had been around his waist left, and she changed to hugging his neck.

Before she reached her limit in holding her breath, Wei Congying let go of her. A silver thread appeared between their lips, illuminated by the moonlight, and then quickly broke.

His breathing was a little rough, his hand clasped her neck, stroking the skin, and he called her name: “Shi Yun.”

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Xiang Shaoyuan turned his head when he heard the sound and looked at the person on the chair next to him through the light shining in from the window.

It was Jiang Xuyang.

Xiang Shaoyuan: “Why is it you?”

Jiang Xuyang was a little angry and yet also found it funny when he heard what he said: “Otherwise, who did you expect? A’Cong just left, and his girlfriend just finished her night shift. He stayed with you in the ward all night, and he just changed shifts with me ten minutes ago.”

“Oh.” When Xiang Shaoyuan heard Wei Congying’s response, he looked away with a guilty conscience and looked at the ceiling, “How’s my condition? My body hurts.”

“Your condition?” Jiang Xuyang repeated what he said, put away his phone, stood up from the chair, walked to the end of Xiang Shaoyuan’s bed, raised his wrist, and looked at the time on his watch, “You slept all night, and woke at eight-twenty in the morning. If you do the math, this sleeping time and quality are better than mine and A’Cong’s.”

Jiang Xuyang insulted him, turned around, and opened the door to the ward. It was already time for the doctors to make their rounds.

As soon as the ward door opened, the sounds from other wards were heard.

Xiang Shaoyuan was not in serious condition and was expected to be discharged soon. Jiang Xuyang stood at the door of the ward and looked around the corridor. When he walked back to the bedside with his hands behind his back, he found Xiang Shaoyuan staring at the ceiling.

He didn’t mind landing another psychological blow to the person on the hospital bed: “Liang Mengyi didn’t come, and she didn’t call us to ask about your situation.”

Sadness was silent and invisible, but as soon as Jiang Xuyang finished speaking, he clearly felt that the person on the hospital bed was even more withdrawn.

The flashy rounding team had not arrived yet. Xiang Shaoyuan looked at the ceiling and said flatly: “Yesterday Liang Mengyi and I went to Qinan Mountain. I confessed to her, but she rejected me. She told me that the person she liked has always been Wei Congying.”

Jiang Xuyang was not surprised at all.

No wonder he suddenly started inviting people to go to the bar to drink last night. He was not free at that time, and it was impossible for Xiang Shaoyuan to call Wei Congying to go over, so in the end, it was Xiang Shaoyuan, Lin Fang, and Lin Fang’s girlfriend who went together.

The fight was also because he drank too much. The person he was fighting with happened to bump into him at a bad time, no other reason.

Jiang Xuyang couldn’t comfort him. Why was he so angry over a beauty? He had never done such a thing since he had passed the period of chunibyo¹[1] Chūnibyō (中二病) is a Japanese colloquial term typically used to describe early teens who have grandiose delusions, who desperately want to stand out, and who have convinced themselves that they have hidden knowledge or secret powers. It translates to “middle-second syndrome” (i.e., middle-school second-year). It is sometimes called “eighth-grader syndrome” in the United States, usually in the context of localizations of anime which feature the concept as a significant plot element. -Source: Wikipedia at the age of fourteen.

It was indeed the same as what Wei Congying said last night —— quite stupid.

Jiang Xuyang held the board at the end of the bed. Although there was no way to comfort him, he was still decent enough to try and persuade him: “But don’t think about Liang Mengyi. Right now, you should think carefully about how you will explain the injury on your face to your parents when you get home.”

After a while, the doctor came to check the room. The issue was not big.

In order to free up limited medical resources, Xiang Shaoyuan was sent home that day.

Until they separated, Jiang Xuyang didn’t know if Xiang Shaoyuan could think of a reason to deal with his parents. Anyway, when Jiang Xuyang drove him home, he saw him holding his chin and looking out the window as if thinking. It was indeed similar to the way he looked in the third grade of elementary school when he failed to solve a math problem and was detained in class.

Although they didn’t know what the reason he gave was, within two days they knew that the reason Xiang Shaoyuan came up with must have been lame, because he was grounded by his parents.

Lin Fang was the first to know the news. When several people in the group heard that Xiang Shaoyuan’s cell phone had been confiscated and he was locked up at home, they all joked that he was sitting in jail.

At first, they thought it was nothing, but it turned out that a few of them were sitting at home and a pot²[2] A pot in this case, usually refers to shouldering blame for something that’s completely unrelated to the person in question. came from the sky.

Furthermore, this pot was accurately guided to the ground.

After the group of people added insult to injury, Lin Fang was the first to suffer.

Although the person who was beaten up by Xiang Shaoyuan said it was fine and did not go back on his word and ask them for compensation after adding Jiang Xuyang’s contact information, the other party’s family did not accept this.

They were all precious sons and daughters and precious grandchildren. Who would be willing to let their children get beaten outside for no reason? As soon as the investigation was carried out, Xiang Shaoyuan’s involvement was discovered.

If the other party was powerless, then forget it, it would be easy to deal with by offering some monetary compensation.

But it turned out that the other party’s family was also powerful, and the matter was quite big. Originally, the beating had nothing to do with them, but it turned out that Lin Fang was unluckily also present at the scene that day, so Lin Fang’s father immediately ‘grounded’ Lin Fang.

The news that Lin Fang was ‘detained’ reached the ears of Wei Congying’s father. After his father understood the whole story, the innocent Wei Congying was also called back to his family home to have him settle down for a few days.

Jiang Xuyang’s situation was a little better and he could still go out.

But he lost his right to go to and get off work alone, and he ate and lived with his father every day. His father was short of tying him up with a belt and belting him to his trousers.

The day Wei Congying was called home, he happened to pick up Shi Yun the night before.

The two of them woke up quite late and went another round in the morning.

Wei Congying looked at her red shoulders and cheeks, and met her clear and bright eyes, nose to nose, their breathing disorderly. She hugged him while looking at him; her eyes were still that affectionate.

She always looked at him like this with a fallen-in-love look.

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Notes:

[1] Chūnibyō (中二病) is a Japanese colloquial term typically used to describe early teens who have grandiose delusions, who desperately want to stand out, and who have convinced themselves that they have hidden knowledge or secret powers. It translates to “middle-second syndrome” (i.e., middle-school second-year). It is sometimes called “eighth-grader syndrome” in the United States, usually in the context of localizations of anime which feature the concept as a significant plot element. -Source: Wikipedia

[2] A pot in this case, usually refers to shouldering blame for something that’s completely unrelated to the person in question.

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