Chapter 20 My sister's fingers are so long Jiang Yan waved her hand and didn't embarrass the boy: "Just give me a towel and take me to the booth." After sitting down, she simply packed herself up, took out her phone and replied to Chen Yu's text message: "I'm at A45, come on" Just now on the way, the social worker told her the bad news that this mobile phone number had just been activated recently and no useful information could be found. If the other party doesn't come, I can only go back to find that poisonous dog and use some extraordinary means... Jiang Yan let out a long sigh, feeling very frustrated. As a favored child of heaven, she had never been so passive in anything. Fifteen minutes passed in a flash. Perhaps because Jiang Yan's aura was too strong, only a few people approached her during that time. The imposter never showed up, and she became more and more irritated. She drank the little wine left in the glass in one gulp. Due to the effect of alcohol, her face had a strange flush, making her look even more beautiful and charming. At this time, the young waiter who had overturned the wine came over with a glass of Margarita in his hand.
He said embarrassedly: "Sister, I'm really sorry for what happened just now. To express my apology, the store will give you another cup as a gift." "Well, leave it there." Jiang Yan said lightly. The young boy placed Margaret in front of Jiang Yan, and only then did Jiang Yan notice that there was a conspicuous rainbow rope tied around his wrist. The rainbow rope, evolved from the rainbow flag, was originally designed by San Francisco artist Gilbert Baker for the gay rights movement in 1978. After that, gay people got used to wearing rainbow ropes to identify each other. In 2007, the meaning of the rainbow rope was not yet known to the public. However, as a member of the same group, Jiang Yan certainly knew its meaning. Unexpectedly, she would meet someone like him here. Jiang Yan couldn't help but take another look at the boy. The latter obviously noticed her gaze and looked a little sensitive. He slightly covered his hand with the bracelet. His body stiffened for a moment, but soon returned to normal. The boy with a high short tail asked curiously: "Sister, are you waiting for someone? You look a little unhappy." In this type of bar, waiters usually also serve as bartenders, and chatting with single guests is also part of their job. Jiang Yan nodded, "It's really not good." The boy asked: "Is it a relationship problem? Did you have a fight with your boyfriend?" Jiang Yan raised her eyes and met the boy's gaze. The boy has delicate features and his dark pupils are clear and bright, revealing a unique vitality. Under his high nose bridge are two thin and rosy lips. Jiang Yan thought: If I grow my hair long and put on some makeup to soften the angles of my face, people will believe I’m a girl and I can be described as pretty. She shook her head and corrected him: "No, it's my girlfriend." The boy was obviously stunned for a moment, with a complicated expression on his face: "So sister and I are the same type of people, I was wondering if you were staring at my bracelet just now." Jiang Yan smiled and patted the seat next to him: "Sit down... What's your name?" If Jiang Yan's close friends knew that she was willing to talk about her secrets with a strange man, they would probably be shocked. Because Jiang Yan was diagnosed with mild misogyny, although it did not affect her life, she would always subconsciously avoid contact with men. Today was really unprecedented. Perhaps because the other person was of the same type as herself, Jiang Yan, who usually hated men, did not feel uncomfortable getting along with this boy. Instead, she felt very relaxed. The boy introduced himself with a smile: "Chen Yu."
Chen Yu sat shyly beside Jiang Yan, casually glancing at her figure. The low-cut design of the dress boldly revealed her graceful collarbone and plump chest. The black fabric made her creamy skin look even whiter, and the light gently caressed it, casting a hazy glow. Tsk, it turns out that Miss Jiang was a small branch with great results when she was young. Chen Yu sighed in his heart, his dark eyes flashing with a faint light. After all, humans are social animals. Jiang Yan's biggest weakness is her unknown sexual orientation. If it were revealed, she would be doomed. However, it is true that she likes women, but an outsider's "nonsense" is not credible. She has to say it herself. So Chen Yu used his money to replace a bar waiter, deliberately created coincidences, and wore a rainbow rope to make the other party relax his vigilance. After that, he could induce the other party to say "ironclad evidence". As long as she grasps this weakness, at least she will be cautious in the subsequent negotiations and not lose control. Chen Yu's eyes finally fell on Jiang Yan's hand holding the wine glass. The latter was gently shaking the wine glass, and the transparent wine was shaking with luster. Her fingers were slender and long, as if carved from white jade, and her nails were neatly trimmed and rounded, painted with a light nude pink nail polish. Chen Yu praised: "Sister, your hands are so beautiful, and your fingers are so long..." Although Jiang Yan is tough and resolute at work, she is still only 22 years old. She was obviously very pleased with the compliment. Her face, which was already flushed by the alcohol, became even redder, revealing some of the cuteness that was typical of her age. Jiang Yan tidied her hair and glanced at Chen Yu's hands, which were also long, with distinct joints, and a sense of strength unique to boys. She shook her head: "No, my brother's fingers are longer than mine." At this time, Chen Yu stretched out his hand with his palm facing her. Jiang Yan tilted her head and suddenly realized that the other party wanted to have a competition. She hesitated for a moment, then finally stretched out her hand and placed it palm to palm. Anyway, the other party doesn't have any ambiguous thoughts, so why should she mind? The final result was indeed that Chen Yu's fingers were a little longer. The boy's palms were broad, warm, and different from what Jiang Yan had imagined. They were not as rough as she had imagined, but rather delicate. When they touched her palms, it gave her a strange electric shock feeling. Jiang Yan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and she pulled her hand back as if she had been electrocuted, shocked and puzzled by the throbbing in her heart. From childhood to adulthood, she has never had similar feelings towards boys, and she is sure that she only likes women. What happened today? Jiang Yan's mind was full of thoughts. Chen Yu sighed and asked casually, "So, sister, do you have any thoughts on announcing your relationship?" Jiang Yan was silent for a moment, then shook her head gently, "The pressure from my family is too great, so I can't make it public. I'm the only daughter, and they won't agree to me dating a girl." This is the heavy knot that Jiang Yan has in his heart. It’s out... Chen Yu smiled and touched the recording phone in his arms. Why do they deliberately create physical contact? It is because from a psychological point of view, this is the most effective way to shorten the distance. Jiang Yan really revealed his true feelings. Chen Yu still had some evil taste in teasing Jiang Yan, and continued: "My family is under a lot of pressure... Now that I think about it, I can only find a girl to have a fake marriage to get by, but it feels very unfair to her." Chen Yu brought up the topic of "discussing marriage" and mentioned the solution of marriage of convenience, which made Jiang Yan stunned for a moment, and then she looked at the boy with a puzzled expression. Jiang Yan had thought about this method before. It could not only meet the expectations of her family, but also protect herself without having to face the tremendous pressure from family and society.
But the question is, which man is willing to accept a marriage that is in name only? Perhaps only men of the same kind can accept this? Isn't Chen Yu the same kind? Is there any hidden meaning behind his mentioning this? For some unknown reason, Jiang Yan had a bizarre idea: marrying this boy who she didn't dislike and having fun with each other didn't seem so bad... The next second, she shook her head and threw this outrageous idea out of her mind. Apart from anything else, her family's requirements for her marriage are not just "a man", but also "equally matched". But what if? There is still a long way to go, and the other party is still young, and one day he can meet her family's requirements? Jiang Yan imagined with some luck that they should give each other some chances, and suggested: "Let's... exchange phone numbers." Chen Yu nodded with a smile, decided not to pretend anymore, and slowly called out the mobile phone number that Jiang Yan had called before. Jiang Yan entered the numbers into the keyboard. As a financial practitioner, she was highly sensitive to numbers. She immediately noticed: This set of numbers looks familiar... (End of this chapter)