Who Said I’m Jealous of Him? Nonsense
“Jingyang, Jingyang, are you alright?! Good god, what happened to your face!!!” Liang Lu started shouting before he even arrived. Su Jingyang had been touching his own face. Hearing that, he hurriedly dropped his hand, the corner of his mouth twitching uncontrollably twice.
Big brother, could your voice get any louder? The whole world’s about to hear you!
Liang Lu strode up and reached toward Su Jingyang’s scratched cheek. Su Jingyang instinctively tilted his head away. “What, what are you doing, what are you doing? If you’ve got something to say, say it. Don’t get handsy.”
“Fine, fine, fine, I won’t touch you. Just let me look. Just look is fine… tsk, it’s broken the skin.” Liang Lu sounded a little pained. He held Su Jingyang’s shoulder to keep him from moving, his eyes fixed on Su Jingyang’s face.
With Liang Lu leaning in so close and staring at him that seriously, even his warm breath brushed over Su Jingyang’s face. Su Jingyang’s scalp went numb. His body kept leaning backward. In the end, he truly couldn’t stand it and used his hand to shove him away.
Liang Lu had already seen it clearly and let go of him. His gaze turned toward the Hao family old woman lying on the ground, crying “aiyo, aiyo” and shouting that she was hurt. Liang Lu’s eyes turned grim. He gave a dark laugh. “Originally, I was only going to make her pay money and be done with it. Looks like that won’t work now. She actually dared to injure my person.”
Su Jingyang was full of question marks.
What do you mean, your person??? Who the f*ck is your person???
Su Jingyang was about to argue when Liang Lu had already led the officials over to stand beside the old woman. He also had Ah Yuan go into the shop to fetch a long list, handed it to the officials, and began making this-and-that accusations. During it, he even pointed at the wound on Su Jingyang’s face, clearly not planning to let it go.
Hearing Liang Lu speak so smoothly, saying he wanted her to pay several taels of silver and even saying he wanted to throw her into prison for ten days or half a month, the Old Lady Hao panicked. She struggled into a sitting position, not willing to lose either, loudly pointing at Su Jingyang and Ah Yi and exaggerating that they wanted to beat this old woman to death. The officials kept talking with Liang Lu and ignored her completely.
In the end, the old woman who cried and wailed was dragged up and taken away. Liang Lu hurriedly told Su Jingyang to go see a physician, saying they would handle the house matter tomorrow, then patted Su Jingyang’s shoulder and followed after them. It looked like he was going to personally deal with it.
Su Jingyang hadn’t looked in a mirror and didn’t know what his face looked like. He only knew it burned with pain. At this moment, he didn’t plan to see a physician. He was going to go back into the shop and put some cold water on it first. At night, after he went home, he would rub on some ointment and that would be enough.
The crowd watching for entertainment had also dispersed. Su Jingyang was about to go back inside when he realized Ah Yi hadn’t left. He was standing there, staring straight at him. That deep, unfathomable gaze made Su Jingyang feel baffled.
Su Jingyang said, “I’m ugly, so why are you still staring at me? Are you into self-abuse?”
Ah Yi stayed silent and looked at him for a moment longer before turning his gaze slightly away. “That person just now treated you pretty well. Does he like you?”
Hearing him ask that, Su Jingyang deliberately said, “You helped me just now. Don’t tell me you like me too?”
Ah Yi responded quickly this time, drawing a clear line. “I just happened to pass by.”
“He just happened to come too. He’s also my boss. Seeing me bullied, how could he not protect me?”
Ah Yi drew out a long “Oh.” “Is that so? Protecting his own person.”
Su Jingyang knew he had heard Liang Lu’s “my person” clearly, and now he was deliberately using it to mock him. Su Jingyang couldn’t be bothered to explain with effort. Shamelessly, he went along with it. “Yes, yes, yes. You caught it again. I’m his own person. He likes me, protects me, treats me well. What, you unhappy? You jealous?”
Su Jingyang thought Ah Yi would sneer and shoot back with contempt. Unexpectedly, Ah Yi froze. The curve at the corner of his mouth gradually dropped away. In the end, he looked aside and gave a low, scoffing laugh. “Who said I’m jealous of him? Nonsense.”
Su Jingyang was also speechless. “I meant you’re jealous of me. Jealous that someone treats me well. Who said you’re jealous of him? You call me stupid? You can’t even understand words.”
Ah Yi’s dark eyes flicked at him. His breathing sank slightly. He closed his eyes briefly, lips pressed tight. The curve was cold and hard, as if he was a little angered.
He got angry over this? Then shouldn’t Su Jingyang, who’d been called stupid so many times, be committing murder already? Su Jingyang’s face hurt. He didn’t want to argue with him here. He raised a hand to touch his cheek and hissed, then said, “You go do your thing. I’m not talking to you anymore.”
Su Jingyang turned to go inside. After taking a few steps, Ah Yi called his name from behind, “Su Jingyang.”
Su Jingyang reflexively answered, “Eh?” and turned back. For some reason, in his impression, this was the first time this guy had called his name.
“What else do you want?” Su Jingyang’s words had barely fallen when Ah Yi tossed something at him. Su Jingyang instinctively caught it. Looking down, he saw a short, chubby celadon medicine bottle.
Before opening it, Su Jingyang was still guessing whether there might be a bug inside, meant to mess with him. However… inside really was pale green ointment, carrying a cool, refreshing smell.
This… was it for his face?
Su Jingyang lifted his face. He still couldn’t help his suspicion and narrowed his eyes at Ah Yi. “It’s not poison, is it?”
“It’s poison.” Ah Yi let out a small laugh. “To poison you to death.”
After saying that, he turned and left. Su Jingyang looked at his tall, straight back, then looked down at the medicine bottle in his hand and clicked his tongue. “There really isn’t a single pleasant sentence coming out of that mouth.”
Back in the shop, Su Jingyang washed his face with water and used the basin’s surface to look. Two long red marks cut across one side of his cheek, shocking to see. Ah Yuan leaned in to examine his face and told him it wasn’t only red, there was also one place that had bled. He’d just washed, and now threads of blood were seeping out again.
“That old b*tch is too vicious, scratching up your face like this. How are you supposed to get married now?!” Ah Yuan was also a shuangrenzi, so when he spoke, his tone sounded like he felt it deeply too.
Hearing the words “get married,” Su Jingyang’s temple throbbed hard twice.
Su Jingyang opened the bottle Ah Yi gave him and leaned in to smell it again. That guy’s mouth was bad, but he wasn’t bad enough to poison him to death with medicine.
Su Jingyang used his finger to scoop a bit, preparing to rub it on his face, when Ah Yuan said, “Let me help you, let me help you!” He snatched the bottle, dipped his finger in the ointment, and carefully spread it over Su Jingyang’s injury.
As he applied it, Ah Yuan asked if it hurt. Su Jingyang shook his head. The ointment was cool when it went on, and his face finally didn’t feel like it was being pickled in chilies anymore.
“But…” After Ah Yuan finished applying it, he grinned. “Even if your face is injured, we believe the boss won’t dislike you. After all, the way he treats you, we all see it.”
Su Jingyang let out an “Ah,” still not quite reacting. “What are you saying?!”
Ah Yuan said, “Our boss. He likes you, doesn’t he? We all know it. He treats you well and wants to marry you.”
“…That’s not true at all!” Su Jingyang nearly choked on his own spit. These people usually looked quiet and tight-lipped. Turns out they gossiped about him behind his back. Liang Lu had shouted before that he wanted to marry him, and the way he treated him well now was only because he was compensating for what he did to him that night while drunk. Su Jingyang didn’t know how to explain. He could only deny it over and over.
Ah Yuan looked like he didn’t quite believe it. Su Jingyang said that in a couple of days he was going to quit, and he wouldn’t work here anymore. Only then did Ah Yuan look regretful and say it was a pity.
Seeing that Ah Yuan had also been scratched near his eyes, Su Jingyang helped him apply some ointment as well.
After Su Jingyang finished, he put the bottle away and was about to return to his spot, but Ah Yuan followed behind him, his ears reddening as he asked, “Right, who was that person who helped you just now? He’s really handsome. His move was also dashing and clean. He suddenly showed up and with a swish, flipped that nasty old woman over. That was so satisfying!”
“He’s a…” lunatic.
Ah Yuan suddenly gave a “hehe” smile. Su Jingyang was already afraid of that kind of smile now. He sensed he was about to imagine something again, and sure enough, he heard Ah Yuan say, “Don’t tell me he’s actually your lover?”
Su Jingyang’s steps stopped abruptly. His hand loosened, tightened, tightened, loosened again. In the end, he couldn’t help pressing a hand to his forehead and letting out a long breath. Ridiculously, firmly, he answered with two words, “No way.”
Ah Yuan said, “I saw it clearly. He gave you ointment. When you turned to go inside, he even looked back at you. He’s so concerned about you, he must like you. Isn’t that it??”
Su Jingyang rejected it with a cold face. “Of course not. He just wanted to see if I got poisoned to death, or… he just suddenly wanted to do a tango.”
There was no way it was liking him. That was completely absurd!
“Tan… go?” Ah Yuan didn’t really understand. He also realized Su Jingyang didn’t want to say more, so he didn’t keep questioning. Smiling, he shook his head and left.
This one isn’t it, that one isn’t it. Could it really be that he misread everything?
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