Chapter 47: For You, Love (1)

Jiang Ziyu became mature.

He went from being a gangster to a good young man, dyeing his colourful hair black and cutting it short, and no longer mingling with his fox friends, and smoking cigarettes—very cheap cigarettes, but no more drinking, no more fighting.

He went out to look for work.

An 18-year-old boy with only a junior Chinese certificate, no work experience, and no special skills is not easy to find a job with a higher salary and better salary.

Jiang Ziyu has traveled to many places, and has also done a lot of scattered work, such as delivering takeaways, running express delivery, and advertising leaflets on the street, as long as he can earn money, he is willing to do anything.

Because of the hard work, working several jobs alone, Jiang Ziyu is getting thinner and thinner, and people are getting darker and darker, coupled with lack of sleep, he often has dark circles under his eyes.

I am very sensible and know that I feel sorry for Jiang Ziyu. When I came home from school, I went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, bargained with the vendors, and when I came back, I cooked, washed clothes, mopped the floor, and then waited for Jiang Ziyu to come back for dinner.

That day, I was in the classroom.

My tablemate, thinking away, looked out the window. Then, she touched me with her arm and whispered, "Wow, look over there, there's a trapeze!"

I looked in the direction my table mate.

It was a 28-storey commercial building. There was a thin, thin body, high in the building, hanging in the air, constantly washing the windows. His body fluttered, from one window to another, and his slender body, in front of the huge glass window, looked extremely weak, looking like a dying bird in the wind, as thrilling as it was.

The building was far away from the classroom I was in, far away to the figure, so small, so small that I couldn't see the man's facial features clearly, but I knew that it was Jiang Ziyu.

I looked at him and knew it was him.

I froze, completely froze.

I couldn't have imagined that Jiang Ziyu would do such a dangerous job. After I reacted, I cried "wow", crying earth-shatteringly, and in the inexplicability of the teacher and classmates, I suddenly stood up from my seat with a "whoosh", and then rushed out of the classroom regardless of a word.

While crying, I ran to the building to find Jiang Ziyu like crazy.

When I found Jiang Ziyu, he hung in the air for most of the day, and finally finished wiping the window and came down to rest. Before he could catch his breath, I rushed to him, no matter how dirty he was, no matter how sweaty his face was, and no matter whether he was tired or not, I pounced on him, kicked and bit him.

I cried and shouted:

"Jiang Ziyu, you bastard! Who told you to do this job? Do you want to die? You accidentally fall, if you die, what will I do? Jiang Ziyu, you are really a bastard! Super big bastard! If you die, then I will also run here and jump down and die with you!"

Jiang Ziyu stood there, looking at me blankly, stunned.

I cried incessantly, like a tearful man, so heartbroken. Jiang Ziyu didn't move, nor did he speak, letting me kick, hit, and bite him.

Jiang Ziyu's sweat and my tears were mixed together, and for a moment, I couldn't tell each other.

(To be continued)