TRANSMIGRATED TO THE 80S TO BECOME STEPMOTHERS FOR FIVE HIGHER-UPS
Chapter 87: Don't Get Into Dreams
Shao Xi looked at Ji Buwang and pursed her lips as she looked at his incredible face.
Other than the others, Master Ji is really handsome. Many of the female teachers at the art school continued to steal glances at her, including the female parents.
Most importantly, she kept following Mom and constantly looked at her. If this continued, would his mother really be snatched away?
This was the first time Shao Xi had not noticed in the classroom. He wrote a single line in his notebook and handed it to Shao Dong.
"Do you like Teacher Ji?"
When Shao Dong saw this question, he was very confused, as they were not so familiar with Ji Buwang. “Why did you ask? Watch and listen.”
How could he be distracted during this class when they had paid money to attend it?
"What if Mom likes Teacher Ji and wants to marry him and have children with him?" Shao Xi asked again.
This time, Shao Dong was also a little distracted. He could only comfort Shao Xi first. “Don't think too much.”
Elsewhere, Ji Buwang suddenly sneezed.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm doing fine. Thanks for asking."
“No need to thank me. Set your own emotions. Don't blame yourself for everything. If you are sad, just cry. Don't hold it in because you think you're male and shouldn't cry, or you'll go crazy for holding it.”
Mu Jingzhe thought about the five children and decided to advise him. One must cry when needed, or they will never be able to recover from it.
Ji Buwang smiled. “I've cried before. I'm actually much better now because I've already passed the point of sadness.”
Mu Jingzhe sighed. She was unconscious for four years before waking up, and after waking up, she discovered that her older brother had left. That must have been a big blow to him.
“You're here to take a breath, right? If you have relatives, you should go around and visit them. It's gonna pass. They must be so happy you woke up.”
Ji Buwang's smile faded. “I take a breath. I still have family, but..”.
Ji Buwang did not continue and simply shrugged his shoulders. “My heart is a bit dark now, so it's better we don't meet for now. Besides, I won't see their faces even if I visit them.”
The only face she could see was Mu Jingzhe's face.
For the past few days, there had been no news of Mu Jingzhe. He found it hard to sit still, and his mind went wild.
There were a few times when he had almost searched for Mu Jingzhe. He only managed to stop himself after recalling his request for him not to do so. He could not help but remember Uncle Li's words.
If Mu Jingzhe were to get married in the future, would he have less chance of seeing her?
Thinking of this, Ji Buwang felt uneasy. This was not only because he would never see Mu Jingzhe again but also because of the thought of him marrying someone else.
Just thinking about it already made it hard to accept.
After enduring this for a few days, what else did Ji Buwang not understand? He did not just chase after Mu Jingzhe's face. He seems to have fallen in love with her.
She had fallen in love with Mu Jingzhe, who was raising five children.
Ji Buwang's mind fell apart as he looked at Mu Jingzhe. He would say something when his pager[1] rang.
"You can return the phone," Mu Jingzhe said quickly.
Mu Jingzhe glanced at Ji Buwang's pager twice.
Compared to a comfortable modern phone, this thing is worth small and even quite expensive. Mu Jingzhe had never thought of buying it before.
However, he may have to buy it in the future to make it more convenient to contact people and vice versa. After all, she was a female businessman.
"What's wrong? Did something happen?” Mu Jingzhe hurriedly asked.
"No." Shao Dong shook his head.
Even though they said that everything was fine, they were all lethargic and they even stole a look at him, looking like they wanted to say something but stopped themselves.
There must be something wrong with them. Mu Jingzhe stopped helplessly. “Tell me, what really happened? Don't hide from me.”
Shao Dong and Shao Xi looked at each other and hesitated. Xiao Wu looked at them and thought for a moment before holding onto Mu Jingzhe's hand and said gently, “Bu, they are worried that you like Teacher Ji. Do you like Teacher Ji?”
Mu Jingzhe's mind was filled with question marks. “Why did you suddenly ask this question? Why are you worried?"
“Mama, answer first. Do you like it or not? Are you going to marry him?”
Mu Jingzhe shook his head. “I think Teacher Ji is very good and has helped us a lot, but if you talk about such a thing that leads to marriage, then not.”
Shao Xi was seen sighing in relief. It looks like a false alarm. For the time being, she was not in danger of having a younger brother or sister.
His reaction was too conspicuous, making Mu Jingzhe difficult to ignore. “Shao Xi, is that what you think? Why are you suddenly thinking of asking this issue?”
"No. I just saw you guys always together.”
Just when the topic was about to be replaced, Shao Nan suddenly said, "Mom, you don't like Teacher Ji, but Teacher Ji seems to like you, right?"
Mu Jingzhe was irritated. “What's with you today? Did you hear someone say something? What is all this talk about liking or not liking it?” This is no good.
Shao Nan coughed. “I just feel like he likes you. We were afraid he would come to our house to apply.”
“No, don't make wild guesses. Otherwise, it would be a shame if we guessed wrong. He was just like this because he could only see my face. That's all." Mu Jingzhe shook his head. "Don't talk nonsense anymore, okay?"
Shao Nan nodded, but she was still a little confused. “Bu, why are you so sure? Why do you think she doesn't like you?”
“That's because.. we can't think too much.”.
In fact, it was mainly because Mu Jingzhe had been humiliated several times when he was young. He thought too much of himself and wrongly assumed that the man liked him. Three times as much. In the end, all of this is not true.
The first time was when his interest in the opposite sex first awakened. A boy who used to come to an orphanage with his parents for volunteer work has taken good care of him. Moreover, everyone said that the boy treated him very well, so he thought the boy liked him.
At that moment, he felt all sorts of sweetness in his heart. He even imagined they were getting married and having children in the future. In the end, it turned out that the man only thought that he was pathetic and thus took care of him. He's not interested in her at all. It was all wishful thinking on his part.
Just like that, Mu Jingzhe's first love had ended.
Later, when he was in college, a village friend often came to look for him. Every time he came, he would treat the people in his dormitory to eat and even give them fruit. He will also talk to her about her problems. He thought it was not wishful thinking on his part this time, but .. it turned out that history had repeated itself.
The man from his hometown has a crush on his roommates, and he's just a bridge between them. The fruit he brought was also liked by his roommate.
However, he did not realize it at that moment. Only after they had gathered did he become stunned.
The third time happened after graduation. He was employed by the same company and department as the two male colleagues, so they were usually together.
There was a fellow man who was always very kind to her and always looked after her. However, Mu Jingzhe then realized that he had only been treated in passing. The fellow man was so kind to her because of the other man's partner.
Mu Jingzhe, who then discovered the truth, cried. Who would have thought? She was the only girl left. He thought he would never make a mistake again, but who would have thought that there was still an option for a man to like a man?
These three bitter lessons had taught Mu Jingzhe that he shouldn't think too much or get carried away just because someone looked at him again and treated him a little better.
In order to turn his bad habits into the prey of wishful thinking, Mu Jingzhe had learned to never let his imagination run wild.
[1] wireless telecommunication devices that receive and display alphanumeric or voice messages
