Part 6
“To see my sister and brother-in-law.”
He thought: And I also discovered the secret of my transmigration.
If it wasn’t a transmigration into a book, then what is the connection between this blue planet and my Planet 9787?
This kind of talk was new coming from Tang Yue. At least, during their time in the group, Jiang Shulu had never heard Tang Yue mention his parents.
The only time was during a break in an outdoor shoot. A reporter asked Tang Yue what he understood about his parents’ love.
It was Qixi Festival, and the festive atmosphere was very strong. The group’s Qixi was also spent with fans, and the video they filmed was also for the fans.
The four of them were single, so the reporter wouldn’t ask any Qixi questions, and instead turned to their parents.
Jiang Shulu didn’t have time to stop this question that hadn’t been discussed beforehand, afraid that Tang Yue would say something shocking again, like the time he asked why there were no holographic games yet during a game endorsement, a serious question.
Besides, parents’ love, for an artist like Tang Yue whose family everyone knew about, was a bit too sensitive.
But Tang Yue didn’t show any sadness. He just held the doll given by the partner, his chin resting on it, and let out an “oh.” “Like a flower.”
Before the reporter could ask why, Tang Yue added, “Very short-lived.”
Tang Yue wasn’t a person who laughed a lot, but he would laugh heartily when watching funny videos of cats and dogs with Yao Lixin or Liu Xichao, his eyes and the corners of his mouth tinged with a thin layer of red from laughing too hard.
It was unknown what this question touched in him, but Tang Yue seemed very cooperative.
The reporter asked again, “What kind of flower is it?”
It was well known that Tang Yue liked flowers, but he didn’t seem to have a fixed favorite. He would smile and accept whatever flowers fans gave him, even a bouquet of reeds, he was very happy.
Even Liu Xichao thought that some bouquets, like broccoli, green onions, and cilantro, were too much, but Tang Yue accepted them all, and was teased by fans for being easy to bribe.
As long as Tang Yue was happy, you could get an autograph at the airport.
“A copper flower,” Tang Yue said.
“Is it the flower of a tung tree?” the reporter asked.
Tang Yue shook his head. Perhaps this word carried too many of his beautiful memories, and his sea-like clear eyes were enough to drown the interviewer.
Jiang Shulu didn’t interrupt, quietly standing to the side, pretending to take a sip of coffee.
“It’s a flower made of copper sheets, that kind of copper-yellow flower. If you can insert a silver aluminum sheet as decoration, it would look even better.”
It sounded more like a handmade bouquet. The reporter nodded and asked, “Does it have a special meaning for you?”
It was unknown what Tang Yue thought of, but the young man’s hand subconsciously made a pinching motion, and he said nervously and shyly, “To me, that’s love.”
“It’s…”
It was well known that Tang Yue hadn’t gone to much school.
Fans felt sorry for his past, and many had suggested to Clear Sky Media to find a teacher to teach Tang Yue.
On the other hand, anti-fans seized this point and relentlessly attacked him, saying that he was completely unrelated to a quality idol and was a stain on Away.
Even someone with a strong mentality like Yao Lixin occasionally found it hard to bear the negative comments, but for some reason, Tang Yue’s tolerance was very high.
Or rather, he didn’t need to tolerate it at all. He just felt it was boring and didn’t take it to heart.
“A lifetime of liking,” Tang Yue said.
The young man answered with sincerity, even though this answer was particularly contradictory when placed with the previous one.
A short-lived love, a lifetime of liking.
For a reporter who had interviewed many couples who were loving on the surface but had broken up in private, and couples who were just in a cooperative relationship, her instinct was the first to judge that this was Tang Yue’s true feeling.
Even though it was so unrealistic, it was a little too pure, and it was hard not to have a sense of longing because of Tang Yue’s words.
It was as if, coming from Tang Yue’s mouth, you would subconsciously think—
What if?
What if there is such a liking?
Even if he was a well-known illegitimate son, even if his mother had traveled across the ocean to find love but failed, the mixed-race young man was all alone, but he still had a quiet but vibrant vitality.
It easily made people see his longing.
For love and family.
Eight years later, in a tent on an island, Jiang Shulu couldn’t help but ask Tang Yue, “Are your sister and brother-in-law good to you?”
The five-year time difference was really too big, enough for a child to be born from the stomach, to go from babbling to learning to walk, to speaking clearly and saying “I like you.”
It was also enough for Jiang Shulu to toss and turn, and to realize it too late.
He was guilty, and even though the assessment of his ace was flawless, he was still afraid that he couldn’t give Tang Yue a perfect future.
“My sister is very good, I’m not familiar with my brother-in-law.”
Tang Yue naturally lay down, lying on the other side of Jiang Shulu, trying his best to make room for Tang Mian in the middle.
“I only saw my brother-in-law for the first time at the seaside last time.”
Jiang Shulu knew that Liang Yi was married, and it seemed to be her second marriage.
“I saw that my brother-in-law is very considerate, he even warms up the bed for my sister.”
Jiang Shulu raised an eyebrow. From what he knew of Liang Yi, it was hard not to think in the direction of a sugar baby relationship.
“Have you and my sister met?”
Jiang Shulu hummed in acknowledgment.
“She’s very good to me, you don’t have to worry.”
“Was it her who arranged for you to leave back then?”
Tang Yue nodded. “Something happened at that time, I couldn’t delay it…”
His voice got lighter and lighter. He still felt that this kind of occasion was not suitable for a loud confession of Tang Mian’s origins.
Jiang Shulu had suspected it last time, and this time he was probably certain.
“Have you met before?”
Tang Yue shook his head. “No.”
Jiang Shulu didn’t ask what couldn’t be delayed. He just quietly looked at Tang Yue in the hazy light of the night light.
But Tang Yue leaned over, cupped Jiang Shulu’s face, and asked, “Brother, have you had a bad time these past few years?”
That hug gave Tang Yue a deep impression, easily reminding him of the silent Jiang Shulu in the dead of night.
Tang Yue had thought that the main love interest would redeem the main male lead, but that didn’t happen at all. Jiang Shulu seemed to be even worse than before.
Right, Liu Xichao had gone to heal Jiang He.
The book he thought he had transmigrated into was actually written by a fan in this world. Just now, Tang Yue had searched for a lot of old artifacts and found that they all lined up with the plot in his mind.
No wonder the writing was half-truthful, with a lot of supplementary content.
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