[World 6] Chapter 147

　　After Chen Yusheng finished speaking, he picked up Jiang Mu.

　　Jiang Mu really couldn't stand, so she just leaned softly on his shoulder.

　　After a while, she actually found the towel and toothbrush.

　　Jiang Mu said, "Go wash up first. I'll take a shower after you're done. I want to take a bath, which will probably take more than half an hour."

　　Chen Yusheng said: "I can help you wash it."

　　Jiang Mu was really impressed by Chen Yusheng. His actions were really amazing.

　　Jiang Mu blushed and stammered, "I don't need you to accompany me."

　　Chen Yusheng said: "Isn't it good for me to help you?"

　　Jiang Mu: "No, you're going to mess around again later."

　　Chen Yusheng frowned and thought seriously for a few seconds. "What you said is possible, but if you don't want to, I will respect you."

　　Jiang Mu lowered her head and whispered, "...It's so embarrassing to take a bath together."

　　Chen Yusheng shook his head and said seriously: "Not together, let's do it like in the movies, I will help you, you just need to enjoy it, aren't you very tired and don't want to move?"

　　Jiang Mu: "That's right, but I'm embarrassed about that."

　　Chen Yusheng said: "You should get used to it. We have a very close relationship now."

　　Jiang Mu pushed him, and before she could say anything, she almost fell down because she didn't stand firmly.

　　Chen Yusheng immediately supported her, "Look, if I'm not with you, what will happen if you fall in the bathroom?"

　　"It's all your fault. I can't dance for a few days. I'm going to perform soon. What do you think I should do?"

　　Chen Yusheng helped her into the bathroom and said, "It's okay. I'll come over to guide you and be your dance partner these days. It will be more effective than you just practicing."

　　Jiang Mu's eyes lit up, "Really?"

　　Chen Yusheng: "Of course, will you let me help you wash now, right?"

　　Jiang Mu thought about it and said shyly: "Then you must not touch me later."

　　Chen Yusheng said: "Well, you can not move your feet, but how can I help you without moving my hands? Don't worry, it will be very comfortable, just like last night. I have learned it."

　　Jiang Mu: "…"

　　She didn't even look at Chen Yusheng.

　　…..

　　She originally planned to take a bath for only half an hour, but she ended up not finishing it in an hour.

　　Just now, Chen Yusheng didn't keep his word. He didn't wash her body properly, his hands were not honest, and he kept talking dirty to her in an academic tone, asking her how she felt.

　　Jiang Mu collapsed in the bathtub. She had no strength left in her body, her face was flushed, her eyes were wet, her long seaweed-like hair hung outside the bathtub. She held the edge of the bathtub with both hands, her lips tightly pursed, her eyes full of accusations and dissatisfaction.

　　The water in the bathtub was about to overflow the bathroom, the floor was full of water, and Chen Yusheng's clothes were all wet.

　　"The water is cold. I'm going out." Jiang Mu protested repeatedly. Her breathing was unstable and she was gritting her teeth while speaking.

　　This was the third time she had said this. The first two times, Chen Yusheng refused to let her leave, insisting that she had not finished washing and wanted to reheat water for her.

　　"Okay, I'll carry you out."

　　This time he probably had enough fun, and finally he smiled and went to get a bath towel, pulled Jiang Mu up, and carried her out wrapped in the bath towel.

　　Jiang Mu finally breathed a sigh of relief and leaned limply in his arms.

　　The two of them wasted so much time that they simply asked for leave in the morning and didn't go to the dance troupe.

　　But no one would have thought that they would be together.

　　Jiang Mu has a good recovery ability. Although she said in the morning that she might not be able to practice dancing for a few days, that was just an exaggeration. She would be fine after resting for a day or two at most. But Chen Yusheng agreed to help her train and be her dance partner, which really couldn't be better.

　　Before the two parted, Chen Yusheng added Jiang Mu's WeChat, transferred the money for last night's hotel booking to her, and told her that he would come over again in the evening.

　　Jiang Mu thought about it and neither agreed nor refused, just said she would talk about it later.

　　Even if Fu Rong is not at home, it is not a good thing to always meet here.

　　She rested at home for the whole morning, and in the afternoon when she was still hesitating whether to join the dance troupe, Fu Rong called her.

　　Jiang Mu didn't answer the phone.

　　It took an hour to get back to Fu Rong.

　　After a few rings, the other end picked up the phone.

　　Fu Rong: "What's up?"

　　Jiang Mu thought to herself that this man was really good at pretending.

　　"I saw you called, but I was sleeping and didn't answer the call." Jiang Mu's voice was also faint and sounded a little tired.

　　Fu Rong: "Well, nothing much, just asking if you are home, I will be back in two days."

　　Jiang Mu: "Oh, I'm at home. I didn't feel well today so I didn't go to the dance troupe. I'll go tomorrow."

　　Fu Rong: "Why do you feel uncomfortable? What's wrong with your voice?"

　　Jiang Mu: "Nothing, I just seem to have a cold."

　　Fu Rong was half-believing and half-doubting. He always felt that Jiang Mu's voice sounded a little strange and a little hoarse.

　　Moreover, Jiang Mu basically never took any leave in the past few years, and she didn't take the initiative to contact him in the past few days.

　　Fu Rong felt even more suspicious, but he didn't say it out loud.

　　Fu Rong: "Well, then you take some medicine, do you need to go to the hospital?"

　　Jiang Mu: "No, it's fine."

　　Fu Rong: "Okay."

　　Jiang Mu: "I may not be here when you come back in two days. I have to go out of town, but I have already found an aunt before I leave. There will be someone to cook and clean the house by then."

　　Fu Rong: "…"

　　He was silent for a few seconds, "Got it."

　　Jiang Mu: "If there's nothing else, I'll get up first."

　　Fu Rong's expression turned ugly, and he remained silent with a cold face.

　　Jiang Mu didn't hang up the phone either, and the atmosphere became very awkward.

　　Time seemed to pass very slowly, and Fu Rong finally said, "What's wrong with you?"

　　Jiang Mu: "What?"

　　"What happened to you these days?"

　　Jiang Mu: "Nothing, is there anything wrong?"

　　From that night on, something was wrong.

　　Fu Rong thought that since he had already taken the initiative to talk to her, there was no need to avoid it. If there were any problems, she could just speak them out directly.

　　She knew that he never liked her having childish temper.

　　She has been very obedient in the past few years, why has she suddenly changed now?

　　"I told you, I don't like you like this."

　　Jiang Mu asked doubtfully: "How am I?"

　　Fu Rong's tone became more serious, "So are you having a quarrel with me?"

　　Jiang Mu also frowned and said, "Which of the words I said just now were meant to be offensive to you? You must have misunderstood."

　　Fu Rong: "Then why didn't you contact me these days?"

　　He didn't want to say this, but Jiang Mu made him very upset, so he asked the question anyway.

　　Jiang Mu listened with a playful look on her face. She complained, "But you didn't contact me either. It was you who left without saying a word that night. I thought you didn't want to care about me, but now you blame me for not contacting you."

　　Fu Rong: "I left without saying anything? That night, you..."

　　He couldn't say it. Jiang Mu slapped him that night and slept so soundly.

　　Now it was his fault.

　　He didn't say anything. Jiang Mu continued to say aggrievedly, "I thought you were tired of me and didn't want to look for me. I felt bad for a long time."

　　Fu Rong: "…"

　　Jiang Mu: "This is not the first or second time you've treated me like this."

　　Fu Rong was a little surprised. Why did Jiang Mu now have a reason to blame him?

　　"I've been thinking a lot these past two days."

　　Fu Rong: "What did you think?"

　　Jiang Mu: "I thought about our relationship and our future..."

　　Fu Rong: "And then?"

　　Jiang Mu was silent for a while, then slowly said: "I think I need to rethink our relationship. Maybe you can't give me what I want, and I'm not the one you really want."

　　Fu Rong: "Don't let your imagination run wild."

　　"I'm not just daydreaming. I'm serious and thinking clearly. Maybe I need to think carefully about whether we should continue."

　　"Jiang Mu!" Fu Rong said in a serious tone, "Stop making trouble."

　　Jiang Mu said with a wry smile: "Look, no matter what I say, as long as I put forward my own ideas, you say I am making trouble. Do I have to go along with you and listen to you in everything for you to be satisfied? Is that me, still myself? I feel now that I have lived without any self-identity in these years."

　　Fu Rong: "Have you always thought so?"

　　Jiang Mu thought for a few seconds and took a deep breath. "Yes, I have been changing for you and suppressing myself for you, but... I found that you don't seem to care at all. Maybe you don't love me at all. I even feel that you are always looking at another person through me."

　　Fu Rong was startled. He said in a deep voice, "What are you talking about?"

　　Jiang Mu: "Fu Rong, do you love me?"

　　Fu Rong looked unhappy. She had never asked this question before. Or maybe she had, but he had never given a direct answer.

　　Jiang Mu waited for a while, but got no answer, so she laughed sarcastically.

　　This laughter made Fu Rong feel very uncomfortable, as if he was suddenly stabbed.

　　He wanted to know what Jiang Mu's expression was at this moment.

　　"Yeah, you can't even answer me yourself."

　　Jiang Mu smiled again.

　　"I understand, Fu Rong, otherwise, let's break up."

　　Fu Rong: "Are you serious?"

　　Jiang Mu was silent.

　　She didn't answer.

　　For some reason, Fu Rong breathed a sigh of relief. Deep down, he didn't believe that Jiang Mu really wanted to break up with him.

　　But Jiang Mu's words did have a certain impact on him.

　　Over the years, he has always treated Jiang Mu as his own property. He has always told himself that he only loves that person. If Jiang Mu did not look like her, had a gentle personality, and never caused trouble, he might have changed someone long ago.

　　The last time Jiang Mu said she wanted to break up, her tone was not like this time.

　　He wasn't lying when he said they would get married in two years.

　　Because for Fu Rong, getting married is nothing. As long as he signs a prenuptial agreement, it will not have any impact on him. Besides, Jiang Mu loves him, not his money.

　　He has the confidence.

　　Fu Rong: "Jiang Mu, we agreed to get married next year, have you forgotten?"

　　Jiang Mu: "Are you saying you want to marry me because you love me? A year ago, I thought it was true, but now I realize that you are just too lazy to find someone else. Marriage may not be sacred to you, but it is very important to me. If it weren't for you, I might never have entered the palace of marriage in this life."

　　Fu Rong was in a complicated mood.

　　Jiang Mu: "I regret it now. I don't want to marry someone who doesn't love me."

　　Fu Rong: "Do we have to talk about such a serious topic on the phone?"

　　Jiang Mu hesitated for a few seconds and whispered, "I'm afraid I won't be able to tell you when I see you. You know, in front of you, I... I can't refuse you at all."

　　Jiang Mu's voice sounded like crying.

　　Fu Rong's expression was gloomy and ugly. "Let's do this for now. I'll come back in two days and we'll talk about it again."

　　"No."

　　Jiang Mu burst into tears.

　　"That's it. I'm going to perform in City A in a few days. I'll move out when I come back."

　　Fu Rong: "…Are you sure?"

　　Fu Rong was a little angry. He said coldly, "Jiang Mu, you have to know that after you move out, you can't come back."

　　Jiang Mu: "I know."

　　She hung up the phone after she finished speaking, then rolled her eyes and threw the phone aside.

　　"Stupid man, who cares about you."

　　She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. She was so emotional just now that tears actually came out.

　　So dedicated.

　　Jiang Mu thought that if she became an actress, she would definitely be an excellent actress.

　　The image she just created of a passionate yet humble woman who is willing to give up because she cannot get the love of her partner is so perfect that Fu Rong must have been moved by her.

　　Let's see how Fu Rong reacts afterwards.

　　She will decide what to do next.

　　She will go to City A in a few days, and she has to find time to meet Fu Rong's son.

　　She really want to know what Fu Rong's expression would be when he sees that her new boyfriend is his son.

　　It will definitely look great.

　　…..

　　It was a sunny day in City A. The sun was still very bright at three o'clock in the afternoon.

　　Fu Xiyan had just finished dancing and was sweating all over. He refused the towels and water offered by several girls, went backstage, took out a water cup and wet wipes from his bag, wiped the sweat off his face, and drank a bottle of water in one breath.

　　"Fu Xiyan, come here quickly, there is a lottery here, everyone can draw."

　　Fu Xiyan came out with his schoolbag and was about to leave when he heard someone from the association calling him.

　　He looked up and saw that it was the president of the association waving at him enthusiastically.

　　Fu Xiyan just happened to have something to say to him, so he walked over.

　　Before he could even open his mouth, the president pulled him aside and said, "Come and draw a prize. I just won the third prize and got a kettle. You can try it too."

　　The staff member in charge of the lucky draw was a girl. She had just watched the performance of their street dance association. Among them, Fu Xiyan was the most memorable. His face was the focus wherever he went. What's more, when he danced, he was like a luminous body. He was extremely handsome. Just now, many people were screaming and cheering in the audience.

　　The staff held up the lottery box and gave Fu Xiyan the chance to draw the lottery. Facing the expectant gazes of the two, Fu Xiyan stretched out his hand and put it into the lottery box.

　　The president said excitedly, "Open it and have a look. The winning rate is very high. There are a lot of third prizes. Everyone has drawn just now, and six out of ten have won."

　　Fu Xiyan nodded and opened the paper in his hand.

　　There were three words written on it - First Prize.

　　"Fuck! First prize! Fu Xiyan, you are so lucky."

　　The staff were also surprised that the only first prize was won by this handsome guy.

　　As expected, the handsome guy is not only handsome, but also a good dancer and has great luck.

　　"Let me see what the first prize is."

　　The president turned his head to look at the signboard behind him, which stated the specific content of the award.

　　The staff member took the initiative to say: "It's a ticket to the Hai City Ballet Company's performance, and it's a VIP seat, worth twelve thousand yuan."

　　President: "Hai City Ballet? I know them. They are really good. I saw Dancing Life a few days ago and it talked about this dance company. They are really good and have won many awards abroad."

　　The staff member said embarrassedly: "That should be the case. Actually, I don't know much about it, but the ticket does cost this much. I checked it."

　　Fu Xiyan also knew about this dance troupe. Although he was a street dancer, he also had some knowledge of other types of dance. He almost learned ballet when he was a child.

　　But later on, by chance, he became interested in street dance.

　　"Redeem your prizes here."

　　Fu Xiyan was dragged by the president to redeem his prize. He looked at the VIP ticket in his hand, hesitating whether to go and see it.

　　"Why is there only one? It would be better if there were two. I could go with you."

　　Fu Xiyan said indifferently: "Then I'll give it to you."

　　"No, you drew this, go ahead and don't waste it. I was just kidding, I might have a date with my girlfriend that day."

　　Fu Xiyan shrugged, put the ticket into his bag, and then talked about the fact that there were always people absent and late for the association's training. There are more and more people in the association now, and there are many college students who like street dance. When recruiting new members, there was no requirement to know street dance to join. However, it has been a few months since the start of the school, and many people have lost their enthusiasm and are not very enthusiastic.

　　Fu Xiyan wanted to ask him whether he should kick those people out to avoid wasting resources.

　　The president already had this plan, and the two chatted for a while. Seeing that it was getting late, they agreed to talk about it in detail when they got to school.

　　Fu Xiyan returned home, threw his schoolbag aside, and went to take a shower first.

　　When he came out, he found a missed call on his phone.

　　Fu Xiyan felt that the last digit of the number looked familiar. His phone rarely received unfamiliar calls, so he still remembered the woman who called him last time.

　　He clicked on the call record and found that the other party had called him a few days ago.

　　The phone rang only once and then he hung up.

　　Fu Xiyan felt that it was very likely that the other party had dialed the wrong number again.

　　But thinking of that voice, he felt a little itchy.

　　Ever since he heard that voice that day, he has never forgotten it.

　　He thought about it, and on impulse, he took the initiative to call.

　　After a few rings, the other end picked up the phone.

　　When Fu Xiyan heard the voice that made him feel itchy, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

　　Jiang Mu was just trying it, but she didn't expect the other party to actually call her.

　　"Were you the one who called me just now?" Fu Xiyan pretended to be calm.

　　Jiang Mu said: "Sorry, I accidentally pressed the wrong button just now, and I hung up quickly."

　　Fu Xiyan: "Who are you?"

　　Fu Xiyan pretended not to remember the last incident of making a wrong call.

　　Jiang Mu hesitated for a few seconds and explained to him: "I...you may not remember, I called the wrong number last time. Today, when I was looking through the call records, I accidentally pressed the wrong number and called you again. I'm really sorry."

　　Fu Xiyan: "I remember now, it's you."

　　Jiang Mu: "Um, sorry."

　　Fu Xiyan: "It's okay, I think I know you, your voice sounds familiar, can you tell me your name?"

　　Jiang Mu: "Really? But I don't think you know me. I really dialed the wrong number."

　　The more Fu Xiyan listened, the more fascinated he became by her voice.

　　He knew from a young age that he was a voice control freak, but he never told anyone about it. He just secretly joined a few dubbing groups on the Internet, where he could hear female voices of various tones.

　　It just so happened that Jiang Mu's voice was his favorite.

　　It is delicate and clear, and although it is a little distant, it has a charming sense of maturity.

　　He actually knew that many people with nice voices actually looked very ordinary, but when he heard Jiang Mu's voice, the image that emerged in his mind was very beautiful.

　　Jiang Mu was unwilling to tell him her name, and Fu Xiyan was a little disappointed.

　　He saw that the number was from City S, which was quite far away from him, and thought that he might never have the chance to meet her.

　　After hanging up the phone, Fu Xiyan somehow saved the number.

　　He looked at the number, the voice still lingering in his ears, making him feel unsettled and full of thoughts.

　　He frowned, copied the number, opened WeChat and searched for it.

　　He actually found a WeChat ID.

　　Is this the girl?

　　Fu Xiyan was guessing the other person's age, identity and appearance in his heart.

　　He was really curious, but was too embarrassed to add the other person as a friend, and there was a high possibility that the other person would not agree.

　　Just by listening to her voice, he have such a deep obsession with her.

　　If she knew, she might think there was something wrong with him.

　　Just as he was struggling, he didn't realize that his finger touched the option to add it to the address book.

　　When he came back to his senses, he saw that the phone interface was asking him to send a verification message.

　　He hesitated for a few seconds and simply sent the friend request.

　　Jiang Mu was actually very surprised when she saw the friend request.

　　She curled her lips and smiled, but didn't accept it immediately.

　　Instead, she waited for a few hours before processing the friend request.

　　…..

　　Chen Yusheng went to the dance troupe in the afternoon but didn't see Jiang Mu.

　　So he took out his cell phone during the break to send a message to Jiang Mu, asking her how she was.

　　Jiang Mu was lying on the bed watching a dance video. She had just finished a phone call with Fu Xiyan and replied immediately after receiving the message because she knew that Chen Yusheng would not always be holding his phone waiting for messages. Dancers generally do not bring their phones when practicing.

　　Jiang Mu: [ I still feel uncomfortable. I can't come. I've asked for leave. ]

　　Chen Yusheng thought for a moment and replied: [ I checked you last night and I didn't hurt you. ]

　　Jiang Mu was shocked. He was still checking.

　　Jiang Mu: [ I'm not feeling uncomfortable anywhere, my legs are sore and I have no strength. ]

　　Chen Yusheng: [ bOkay, then you should rest more. ]

　　Jiang Mu scolded him coquettishly and said it was all his fault.

　　After listening to Jiang Mu's voice, Chen Yusheng's eyes flashed with the scene of Jiang Mu lying on the bed last night.

　　He took a few deep breaths before calming down.

　　Chen Yusheng: [ I will come to see you in the evening. ]

　　Chen Yusheng wanted to go to Jiang Mu's place again in the evening.

　　Jiang Mu refused directly, [ No, don't come. ]

　　She didn't want to be tossed around all night again like last night, and then the next day Chen Yusheng would be full of energy while she would be paralyzed like a pile of mud.

　　Chen Yusheng: [ You are not feeling well, I am here to accompany you. ]

　　Jiang Mu: [ You are not accompanying me, you are torturing me. ]

　　Chen Yusheng: [ I will be gentle. ]

　　Jiang Mu: [...]

　　Jiang Mu was also surprised that this person didn't even refute.

　　Jiang Mu: [ You are not allowed to come. ]

　　Chen Yusheng was very dissatisfied with this. When Jiang Mu left, she clearly said that they would talk about it later, but now she was unwilling to do so.

　　However, Jiang Mu told him that she would invite him to have a midnight snack together after the performance.

　　They both knew what they would do after the midnight snack.

　　Although Chen Yusheng felt that it would be too late to wait until that time, he thought that there were only a few days left, so he decided to endure it for the time being.

　　It was only after he tried it last night that he realized how interesting that kind of thing was.

　　In particular, his body fits perfectly with Jiang Mu's. Both of their bodies are very flexible and can assume various postures.

　　When he was dancing today, he kept thinking about Jiang Mu and almost made a mistake.

　　He told Jiang Mu the whole story, even describing the details of the scene he had imagined, via a text message on WeChat.

　　Jiang Mu read the long and vivid description and felt like he was reading a pornographic novel.

　　Chen Yusheng is absolutely amazing.

　　Only he could say such words, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with it, as if he was saying something very normal.

　　After reading it, Jiang Mu sent a message to Chen Yusheng: [ Read the words you just sent to me with emotion, maybe I will come to see you tonight. ]

　　Chen Yusheng was fooled. He found a secluded place, read it aloud, and sent a voice message to her.

　　Jiang Mu laughed as she listened, thinking that this idiot actually believed it.

　　After listening to it, she replied: [ Not emotional enough, too stiff, it should be as flexible as your ballet dancing. ]

　　Chen Yusheng's face darkened when he saw Jiang Mu's reply.

　　Chen Yusheng: [ I am not soft, I am very hard. ]

　　Jiang Mu: [ There should be evidence to suspect the car. ]

　　Chen Yusheng: [ I have the evidence. When we meet tonight, I will give it to you. ]

　　Jiang Mu: [ You wish for it. You haven't even satisfied me. ]

　　Chen Yusheng: [ Were you dissatisfied last night? ]

　　Jiang Mu sent Chen Yusheng a picture of a chicken coop and said, "This is your new home, please come in."

　　Chen Yusheng: [???]