Sunny Joy - CHAPTER 22

Under the persuasion of her friends, Song Ciyue gradually let go, but whether she truly let go in her heart is another story.

Holding her phone, not knowing what she had seen, Shang Nuan asked, “Do you know about Gouzi Literature?”

Zhao Yu: You know her too, Chu Xi, Chu Xun’s sister. By the way, didn’t you and Chu Xun grow up together and always sit next to each other in class? You’re close with him, right? Go help me find out what’s going on!

Zhao Yan looked at the message his brother sent and felt it was okay. They all say that strategists don’t go to battle, but he was willing to risk it all for his brother!

Zhao Yan didn’t look much like his brother; he had a more refined and gentle appearance. However, considering his numerous girlfriends and his insincere treatment of young girls, calling him a cultured scoundrel would be more accurate. At least that’s how Chu Xun felt.

Zhao Yan: Here?

Chu Xun saw the message and found it a bit strange; he hadn’t been in touch with Zhao Yan for over a year.

Chu Xun: Is there something?

Zhao Yan: Hmm.

He just stopped talking like that.

Chu Xun felt that this person was being inexplicable, not saying anything directly and making him ask instead? It seemed his brother was just as bad, but he couldn’t let his sister jump into the fire!

He became more resolute in his thoughts.

Zhao Yanke didn’t realize that by the time he sent a message, he had already offended the other party’s strategist, causing his impression points for his brother to drop significantly again.

Zhao Yan is considering how to extract information.

Zhao Yan: Where did you get into?

Chu Xun: I got tested by my sister.

Zhao Yan: How has your sister been feeling lately?

Chu Xun immediately became alert, reasonably suspecting that this person was up to no good!

Chu Xun: My sister has been in a pretty good mood lately. I’m getting ready to sleep, so I’m not chatting anymore.

He quickly ended the chat, leaving Zhao Yan, who was as confused as a monk, to ponder what on earth was going on.

Flowers bloom at both ends, each showing its own branch.

Originally, Song Ciyue had somewhat given up, immersing herself in her university life and not thinking about him. Gradually, the boy’s influence seemed to fade away.

Later on, during a group dinner organized by the team, everyone gathered together. Coincidentally, Meng Ran was also present. She acted as if she hadn’t seen him and calmly chatted with others.

There was a very popular piece of text before:

When you try to ignore someone, your heart is actually already deeply hurt. Silence is the loudest cry of a person, and a smile is the greatest disguise. It’s not just tears that represent sadness; not making a fuss is the final despair.

Perhaps this just proves that saying.

After it ended, they all took a car back together. Most people chose to take a taxi, but she didn’t. For some inexplicable reason, she chose to take the bus. Because she gets car sick, she felt sleepy as soon as she got on the bus and closed her eyes for a short nap. Since the bus was quite bumpy, she didn’t fall into a deep sleep.

She felt someone sit down behind her, bringing a fresh minty scent. She knew it had to be him.

Just before getting off the bus, Song Ciyue felt someone gently lean over and steal a kiss from her. Meng Ran probably thought she was asleep.

Song Ciyue couldn’t describe her feelings at that moment; she just couldn’t help but shed tears. She didn’t know why she felt so wronged, but perhaps it was because none of her friends hoped for their reconciliation.

Meng Ran knew she was awake, the kiss was discovered, but he didn’t stop and just kissed for a little while longer.

She drops golden beans while kissing.

After the kiss, he wiped the girl’s tears and, with a hoarse voice, asked her, “Are you okay lately? Can you forgive me?”

“Let me think about it some more…”

“What is a gouzi?”

“I don’t know.”

Seeing everyone shake their heads and say they didn’t know, Shang Nuan started explaining: “It’s a term that’s been quite popular recently. ‘Gouzi’ means ‘butt’ in some dialects and is also called ‘dingouzi’.”

“There was even a blogger who spread a rumor about Zhu Yuanzhang, saying that when he was a beggar, he sold his body. Even though everyone has seen quite a few absurd unofficial histories.”

“For example, Zhao Yun disguises herself as a man and secretly loves Liu Bei, Liu Bei also disguises himself as a woman to become the emperor, Cao Cao secretly loves Liu Bei, Liu Bei likes Zhuge Liang, A Dou is Liu Bei’s child, but Zhuge Liang is A Dou’s father, and Liu Bei’s several wives are good friends… something like that.”

“But this purely lowbrow rhetoric was hard to refute at the time, so the fans of the Ming and Qing dynasties, who usually couldn’t stand each other, seized the opportunity. They started insulting each other’s emperors for selling themselves. You accuse Zhu Yuanzhang of selling himself for three years, and I accuse Nurhaci of having been a pederast. This trend quickly spread throughout the entire history community.”

Song Ciyue was momentarily speechless: “This is explosive.”

Yang Liu also said, “No way? No way? Is this for real?”

Shang Nuan raised her eyebrows: “You actually doubt the truthfulness of my words!”

Then she started to pretend to cry, occasionally wiping nonexistent tears with her sleeve: “Wuwuwu, you don’t love me anymore, I knew it. You’ve definitely been with some scumbag lately, no wonder you’re so cold to me…”

Yang Liu awkwardly didn’t refute her words. Recently, she indeed has a guy she’s been seeing for a while, and everyone knows about it. So, it’s true that she’s been dating someone outside.

However, I still managed to squeeze out a few dry words: “Isn’t this different from the serious and rigid image we have of history enthusiasts? I didn’t doubt you.”

Song Ciyue also nodded in agreement: “Yes, yes, how did you know? It seems like you don’t usually pay attention to this.”

Seeing that the goal was achieved, Shang Nuan stopped his fake crying and became serious: “People like us, who are history enthusiasts, definitely cannot miss this grand event.”

“When did you become a history enthusiast?”

Shang Nuan’s calm face: “Just now. I discovered the charm of history in this matter!”

“What charm? The charm that shatters one’s worldview?”

“No, it’s the charm of achieving universal harmony! Ji Chang sold the concept in Chaoge, Ying Zheng sold it in Handan, Liu Bei visited Zhuge Liang three times to recruit him, Nurhaci made a great deal in Liaodong and got thirteen sets of armor in return, Valhalla drastically changed the Niulang shop, the three words ‘selling the concept’ have resonated through five thousand years!”

Others were also momentarily shocked: “Uh… you go for it…”

Then quietly distance yourself from this woman who has gone mad; she is somewhat crazy.

And Zhao Yu, who had been quietly distanced by Chu Xi, didn’t know what was happening and felt very puzzled. As a single dog with only a crush experience, and having only ever had a crush on one person, he naturally didn’t know what to do.

So he once again sought help from his younger brother, who had the most experience in this area and seemed very reliable at first glance, to ask him what was going on.

Zhao Yu: Your future sister-in-law has been distant with me lately.

Zhao Yan: Huh? What’s going on?

Zhao Yu: Not sure, it was quite sudden.

Zhao Yan never knew who this person was, letting his brother, such a devoted man, think about him for so long.

Zhao Yan: I never asked, who is my future sister-in-law?

Zhao Yu thought for a moment, and it seemed unnecessary to hide it from his brother. Letting him understand a bit more would also help with his relationship, so he decided to tell him.