The two looked at each other, and they were very close. The scorching breath sprayed on Cheng Suran's face, her eyelashes trembled, and her dark eyes showed surprise, which soon turned complicated.
"Oh," she nodded and lowered her eyes, "it's okay, as long as my sister is happy."
Jiang Yu looked at her for a moment: "Really?"
"..."
Cheng Suran opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but she couldn't say anything, because it was against her will. She had said too much before, and she didn't have the strength to support herself to say this time.
Really?
Of course not.
It's just that she doesn't have the qualifications and confidence to refuse. But she was still very happy, and her sister took the initiative to apologize to her, although, for the benefactor, it was completely unnecessary.
Is sister starting to care about her?
Seeing that the girl didn't speak, Jiang Yu secretly sighed inwardly, regretting more and more, so she kissed her forehead, "Little friend, sister likes you so much, why would she be willing to give you to someone else?"
"Hmm..." Cheng Suran responded in a low voice, her nose sore.
In fact, she wants to say that she is a human being and cannot be judged by the concept of "giving" or "not giving", and there is no such thing as "giving up" or "not giving up", but after all, she is just a canary raised by her sister, saying this will only make people feel ironic.
A little over a month to go.
She silently counted down the countdown, it was too late to cherish her eyes. She is the one who is reluctant.
"Good -" Jiang Yu coaxed softly.
Cheng Suran came back to her senses, swallowed all her emotions in an instant, and changed the subject while showing a worried expression: "Sister, others know...is it really okay?"
"What?"
"Our relationship."
She was referring to being seen by Pei Chutong in the lounge.
Jiang Yu came to her senses, smiled, and said, "Tongtong is my good friend, it's fine."
"Tongtong?"
"Pei Chutong."
Cheng Suran was startled, and suddenly realized.
Tongtong? In other words, the "Tongtong" in sister's mouth is not another little lover, but a friend? This friend was also the heroine of a movie she had seen! Ha, what a big misunderstanding.
The more she thought about it, the more embarrassed she became, her little face turned blue and white with embarrassment.
Jiang Yu stretched out her index finger and pointed at the tip of her nose, and joked, "Did you only remember the characters when watching the movie, but didn't remember the names of the actors?"
"Mm."
"Hahaha…"
The kid is so cute.
It was rare to see Jiang Yu laughing so heartily, Cheng Suran was stunned and couldn't take her eyes off her. That smile was like the bright warm sun in winter, shining on her heart and melting the fresh frost from last night.
Suddenly, she remembered something and whispered, "Sister, is your nickname Coco?"
The laughter stopped abruptly.
"A nickname from a friend, why?" Jiang Yu's expression was unnatural.
"It's so cute."
"..."
"Cocoa? Jiang Coco? Big Cocoa? Hey, I like the cocoa milk cap from the milk tea shop the most. Next time I drink it, I'll just say 'sister milk cap'." Cheng Suran stuck out her tongue, not knowing where she got the courage to wantonly tease her. Her eyes became two crescents when she smiled.
Jiang Yu frowned slightly, coughed lowly: "Don't laugh."
"Hahahahaha—"
She laughed louder.
"..."
Although he said so, Jiang Yu couldn't bear to interrupt seeing the kid smiling so happily, so she looked at her silently, and couldn't help but curl her lips.
Those eyes were clear and bright, with the purest thing in them.
"Sister..." Cheng Suran laughed enough, put her arms around Jiang Yu's neck, and kissed her on the lips, "Can I call you Coco?"
Jiang Yu put on a straight face: "No."
"Mm, oh."
The girl lowered her eyes in frustration.
The tender little face was red and white, like jelly, Jiang Yu held her face and kissed it, "I like to hear you call me sister."
Cheng Suran raised her eyes and smiled shyly: "Okay, sister—"
"The kid did a great job today."
"Huh?"
Jiang Yu leaned close to the girl's ear and whispered, "During the meeting, I sat diagonally behind you."
Cheng Suran was stunned for a moment, her face flushed slightly, and the heat welled up in her ears, she hesitated and said: "Then... then you saw me, why... didn't you tell me?"
Today is not the first time she has served as an accompanying interpreter for foreign guests, but it is the first time she has experienced such a big scene. She was very nervous throughout the whole process and always felt that she was in a bad state. She was lucky that no one knew her. She can say goodbye as soon as she get paid, but now—
It's like she thought that no one saw her making a fool of herself, but suddenly someone came and told her that she saw everything.
And a person she likes.
Her nervousness, her embarrassment, must have all been seen.
Ah…
Embarrassing.
"Because you're working, sister didn't want to disturb you." Jiang Yu saw through the girl's mind and stroked her hair soothingly.
"I have dealt with Morgane a few times when I was in Paris before. She is notoriously eccentric, but you ensured that she communicated smoothly with others, held up her place, satisfied her, and completed it with all your heart. In sister's eyes, your job is very remarkable."
Cheng Suran was a little embarrassed by the praise, her nervous heartbeat gradually slowed down, and her voice was soft: "Actually... I quite like her character, it just gives me a feeling of 'je m'en fous', getting in touch with big guys more and broadening my horizons."
"What kind of feeling?" Jiang Yu didn't understand what she said.
"Je m'en fous, which means 'who cares' in English. This kind of character is really cool."
"You like it?"
"Yes."
Jiang Yu suppressed her smile and turned her face away, her eyes dimmed like a deep pool.
"Elder sister…"
"Mm?"
She turned back again, with a faint smile on her lips, "Let's have dinner outside tonight, shall we?"
Cheng Suran thought she had said something wrong again, so she nodded obediently: "Okay."
Jiang Yu picked up her phone and sent a message to Tian Lin. After a while, the two assistants and the driver got into the car. No one spoke, Cheng Suran sat silently on the side, watching the night scene outside the window.
Quiet and well-behaved.
Looking at the side of the girl's face, Jiang Yu always felt that this quietness and obedience was unusual, and she couldn't tell what it was like for a while, and felt a little bored.
She thought the kid was angry, but she smiled so happily. She thought the kid was very happy, but the smile in her eyes was only on the surface. It can't help but remind her of her panicked eyes and hastily withdrawn hands when somebody knocked on the lounge door this afternoon.
Something seemed to have changed in her intuition.
Is she being careless?
Jiang Yu's mind was in turmoil when her phone suddenly vibrated.
Tongtong: [Is the little lover coaxed?]
"..."
Jiang Yu turned her face to the side, glanced at the girl who was still as motionless as a sculpture, with a wry smile in her eyes, and slowly typed: [The person concerned is very regretful now.]
Tongtong: [hahaha]
Tongtong: [Honey, I will remember your sacrifice. Mm, Wood and I went to the movies.]
Jiang Yu: […]
….
Cheng Suran chose the place for dinner.
She found that she was brought by Jiang Yu to a high-end shopping mall that she would never set foot in, and no restaurants nearby were cheap, which broke her idea of not wanting to spend too much money, so she picked a restaurant with a good environment.
The seat stands by the window, it is a large round candlestick, and a beautiful blue fire is burning under the table glass. It looked romantic and sentimental
The vibe is like two people are on a date.
"Sister, do you only eat these?" Cheng Suran took the tablet from Jiang Yu's hand, glanced at it, and there were only two foods in the selected list.
Boiled shrimp and corn salad, and it is also noted that no salad dressing is required.
Jiang Yu nodded lightly: "Mm, I eat less for dinner."
She took off her coat and put it aside. The collar of the clothes inside was slightly lower, revealing two straight and sexy collarbones. A soft light was sprinkled on it, like sparkling puddles.
Her wrists were thin and she's wearing a silver ladies' watch. Her ten fingers were long and thin like spring onions, with distinct bones and flesh.
She's already skinny like this.
Cheng Suran couldn't help asking: "Sister, how much do you weigh?"
"One hundred catties."
"Only one hundred catties?"
"What?" Jiang Yu smiled at her.
Cheng Suran blushed, and said in a low voice, "I weigh ninety-six catties, and I'm only 1.65 meters. You..."
The encyclopedia says that her sister is 1.79 meters tall. Although she has not measured it, she has seen it with her own eyes after so many days of contact. This height is matched with a weight of 100 catties. If she is as thin as she is in front of her. She might be blown away by a gust of wind.
"You're 1.8 meters tall, and you're already very thin. There's no need to control your meals so strictly. It's okay to indulge once in a while, and you won't gain weight immediately." She felt a little distressed.
Jiang Yu seemed to have remembered something, her expression was a little dazed, and she said after a while, "It's a good thing to be able to control yourself."
"You have a story."
"What?"
"Tell me quickly." Cheng Suran started dancing in the minefield.
She's got a lot of guts!
Jiang Yu was not annoyed at all, just smiled and shook her head, "I won't tell you."
"..."
Cheng Suran snorted softly, lowered her head and continued to look at the menu.
After choosing what she likes to eat, she was about to place an order when she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the steamed buns. She rolled her eyes, and a thought suddenly came to her mind, and she quietly ordered one.
He he.
It didn't take long, and the dishes were served one after another.
Looking at the steamed buns in front of her, Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly an impulse surged in her heart.
The wooden steamer is steaming, and there are white and crystal-clear steamed buns lying in it. The stuffing is so bulging that it almost breaks the skin.
"Wow, the soup-filled steamed buns are delicious." Cheng Suran exclaimed, and stretched out her chopsticks to pick one up and brought it to Jiang Yu's mouth, with a sly look in her eyes.
"Sister, don't you like steamed buns the most? I specially ordered it for you, eat the first one."
Jiang Yu: "..."
The tempting scent entered her nose, Jiang Yu frowned, her throat gulped unconsciously, and she turned her face with difficulty, "I won't eat."
"Why?"
"There's a lot of oil."
"Ah, that's a pity." Cheng Suran shook her head pretending to be regretful, and carried the steamed bun with her chopsticks around in front of her before taking it back and bringing it to her mouth.
She took a careful bite.
"Ah, that's a shame, it's so delicious. It's full of soup. It's fresh and fragrant. This is the best steamed buns I've ever eaten."
After finishing speaking, she slurped up the soup, sandwiched the remaining half of the meat, and stretched it out in front of Jiang Yu. "Sister, look at the meat, it's crystal clear, look at the skin, it's thin and muscular, and smell it..."
"Eat by yourself, don't show me." Jiang Yu squeezed the fork tightly.
Cheng Suran tried her best to hold back her laughter, blinked, and said innocently: "But good things need to be shared."
"..."
"Sister, don't you really want to eat this? Smell how delicious it is. The filling is inviting you. Forcibly enduring desire is not good for your health. Life is too short to enjoy yourself in time..." As she spoke, she felt something was wrong, the mood seemed to changed color.
"Cheng Suran."
"Here."
Jiang Yu lowered her face, and was about to explode, but saw the girl looking at her aggrievedly, blinking her moist eyes, annoyed and funny at the same time, she stretched out her index finger and poked her on the forehead.
"Kid, are you doing this on purpose?"
"How can I?"
"Be obedient and eat by yourself."
"Sister..." Cheng Suran withdrew her chopsticks, stopped joking, and looked at her earnestly and expectantly, "Isn't it okay to just eat one? The oil is mainly in the soup, so I'll just pour it out."
"You're disobedient again." Jiang Yu frightened her with a straight face.
Cheng Suran lowered her head without saying a word.
The atmosphere suddenly turned cold.
The blue flame under the table burns faintly, dyeing the transparent glass brightly, and reflecting on the girl's tender face, it seems to be coated with a layer of light blue halo, quiet and soft.
Jiang Yu stared at her with deep eyes, and said slowly after a long while: "It's not about controlling, it's about getting used to it."
"In the first two years in Paris, I was 108 pounds. There was a pre-show interview, and the show director suddenly called me a fat pig in front of many people for no reason. Everyone looked at him, and then looked at me. I... for a while, I lost weight to ninety catties, which can be described as skinny. I had no menstrual period for more than half a year, and my physical condition was very poor. After that, I slowly recuperated and recovered, and stabilized at one hundred to one hundred and five catties..."
Cheng Suran was stunned at first, and then angry from the heart: "Why did he scold you? No matter if you are fat or not, he can't insult people in public like that!"
"Because I'm yellow."
"..."
To be more precise, I'm Asian and Chinese. However, this invisible reason is something I learned later." Jiang Yu's tone was calm, as if she was telling someone else's story.
Cheng Suran was immediately discouraged, and her heart throbbed inexplicably.
Oh.
Racism.
Having grown up so big, she has not yet gone abroad, and only learned about this aspect through books and news. She always feels that she is still far away from herself, but it really happened to the person she likes. Apart from being angry and distressed, she couldn't do anything, couldn't help, and even comfort came too late, and she felt deeply powerless.
It must be very difficult for someone who is so young to go out to make a living, alone and helpless.
Just like herself.
Same age, same life.
"Elder sister…"
"Mm?"
"Where are your parents? Didn't they accompany you?" Cheng Suran asked cautiously. After a while, she realized that she had stepped on a minefield and it was too late. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to inquire..."
"I know, little fool."
Without the expected anger, Jiang Yu just smiled lightly, looked at her with doting eyes, but did not answer, and directly changed the subject: "The fashion circle looks glamorous, but it is actually worse than the stinking ditch. It's dirty, with doctrine in its mouth and business in its heart."
"But I will always love what I do."
Although she was smiling, she seemed to be wearing a mask. The soft light and shadow enveloped her face, but only illuminated the surface, the shallowest layer, like a grand stage play.
Cheng Suran was both happy and sad.
She is happy because her sister took the initiative to talk about her past with her, although it was only the tip of the iceberg. And it's sad because the more she knows, the more she can't understand her, and the more she understands the gap between them...
RAW: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=4738582
Translation: love4baihe.blogspot.com
….
It was late back at the hotel.
In the middle of the night, Jiang Yu stepped on the carpet with one bare foot, and knelt on the edge of the bed with the other knee. Cheng Suran squatted beside her, carefully and gently tore off the band-aid, revealing the reddish wound.
She held a bottle of povidone-iodine disinfectant in her left hand, and dipped a cotton swab in her right hand, dabbed it gently on the wound, waited for it to dry, and then covered it with a new band-aid.
"Sister, it's done."
"Go to sleep."
Jiang Yu straightened her legs, stepped on the carpet with both feet, turned around, watched the girl pack up the medicines, turned her back to her, and quietly leaned over...
A pair of slender but powerful arms hooked her waist.
Cheng Suran was about to turn around, but before she could react, she was dragged down by a strong force, and fell into the soft bedding unexpectedly.
"Mm--"
The warm lips kissed her heavily, brutally snatching away the air that belonged to her.
"Elder sister... don't you... sleep?"
"I'm not full."
"?"
Jiang Yu chuckled, and couldn't wait to untie the tie of her nightgown, and whispered in her ear: "I can't eat steamed buns, but I can eat a little friend."
