pjbooks Chapter 253 Brother Jiang Bai, please have pity on me.
Chapter 253 Brother Jiang Bai, please have pity on me.
"Lele."
Lin's mother's voice choked with emotion, "This girl... is she Jiang Bai's younger sister, your roommate?"
Lin Le nodded blankly: "Ah, yes, the third brother said it himself, how could it be false?"
Mr. Lin slapped his thigh, and the furrowed brows that had been furrowed because of losing the ranked match instantly relaxed.
He looked at Jiang Baizhi's face on the television, his tone more serious than ever before:
"Son, you've grown so much."
"For the first time, Dad feels that your taste has finally transcended 'lowbrow' tastes!"
"I once asked you to have a meal with Uncle Wang's daughter next door, but you insisted that she was too bad at cooking and you couldn't help her."
"Now look what you've done! You didn't make a move, but when you did, you set your sights on such a talented girl!"
Lin's mother grabbed Lin Le's hand tightly, her eyes filled with eagerness:
"Lele, Mom supports you!"
"Mom is 100% in favor of this marriage!"
"Although our family isn't that rich, we still own two apartments in Shanghai that were slated for demolition as compensation."
"As long as you're successful and can bring this Bai Zhi home for a meal, Mom will transfer the ownership of that house with the terrace to your name tomorrow!"
Lin Le was completely numb:
"Mom! What are you saying! Jiang Baizhi is a goddess, a cloud in the sky! I'm just a fangirl..."
"What's wrong with being a fan? Let's be friends first, understand?"
Mr. Lin poked Lin Le's forehead in exasperation:
"Listen carefully, starting tomorrow, your only task after returning to school is to serve this brother-in-law well!"
"If he's hungry, order him food; if he's thirsty, pour him water; if he wants to fold the blankets, just fold them into perfect squares for him!"
Lin's mother chimed in frantically.
"If you need money, just tell Mom."
"Although our family loves playing video games, when it comes to this life-changing event, we'll definitely be your strongest support team!"
Lin Le looked at her parents, who had suddenly become serious, and felt like crying.
"Okay, I'll definitely try my best to win over Bai Zhi!"
Mr. Lin laughed loudly and picked up the tablet again:
"Son, remember this: sincerity is the only surefire way to win!"
"If you can really marry Bai Zhi, our whole family will be four rows apart."
"If we have another child, then it'll be a five-player team!"
"That scene... wow, it was definitely the most beautiful sight in the entire server!"
.......
Shanghai, the Zhang family home.
The living room was dimly lit, with only the huge LCD TV emitting a faint glow.
On the television screen, a close-up of Jiang Baizhi in her retro plaid dress was playing on repeat, while the sound of a piano echoed through the hall again and again.
This was the twentieth replay Zhang Cheng had watched tonight.
He was curled up in the single sofa, clutching the remote control tightly in his hand, his eyes glazed over with an almost religious fanaticism.
Whenever Jiang Baizhi lowers her eyes slightly and sheds a tear in the scene, Zhang Cheng's breath catches involuntarily.
Old Zhang was sitting on the main sofa.
His face had gone from ashen to deathly pale, and finally turned into a deep despair.
He watched as his proud 28-year-old elite designer son, now grinning lewdly at his students.
Old Zhang felt pain in his liver and kidneys; every part of his body was protesting.
"Chengcheng..."
Old Zhang rubbed his temples, his tone revealing a sense of despondency and disillusionment with the world.
"Stop looking at it, or you'll stare a hole through the screen."
"Take my advice, this child... you can't handle him."
Zhang Cheng didn't even lift his eyelids, and casually replied:
"Dad, I'm perfectly fine."
"I have never been this lucid in my entire life."
"I think all the houses I designed before were absolute garbage!"
"Only Miss Bai Zhi represents the ultimate form of human aesthetics!"
"Dad... do you think Miss Jiang would accept my marriage proposal if I renamed the design of our new landmark in Shanghai 'The Light of Angelica'?"
Old Zhang almost spat a mouthful of blood onto the coffee table.
aesthetics?
Ultimate form?
Another proposal you want?
Why not just have a baby and get it over with in one go?!
"How about you go to the First People's Hospital of Shanghai tomorrow and make an appointment? See a neurologist or an ophthalmologist?"
Old Zhang looked at his son, who had completely gone mad, and sighed softly.
"Son, if you really want to pursue her, Dad will show you the way."
"Or, you could book a ticket for Thailand tomorrow."
Zhang Cheng was stunned.
He finally managed to look away from the television screen, staring at his father in disbelief.
"Thailand?"
Zhang Cheng murmured those two words, somewhat bewildered:
"Dad...do you mean that Miss Jiang Baizhi...she actually likes girls?"
Zhang Cheng gasped sharply, a resolute, self-sacrificing glint flashing in his eyes:
"You mean, only if I go to Thailand and transform myself into a woman will I have a chance to get close to her? Only then will I have a chance to win her heart?"
Old Zhang: "???"
Why would I think of homosexuality when I go to Thailand?
Lao Tzu's suggestion that you two go to Thailand is an implication that you're both men! He wants you to become a girl for you two to be together.
How did you come up with the idea of becoming a girl and being a lesbian?
Can't you imagine that Jiang Baizhi is actually a muscular tough guy?
Looking at his son's serious expression, Old Zhang hesitated, wanting to speak but holding back.
He really wanted to slap this unfilial son and tell him:
"You idiot! Jiang Baizhi is a guy! He's even tougher than you!"
But Old Zhang swallowed the words back down his throat.
Forget it, I wouldn't believe you anyway.
So, Old Zhang could only go along with the conversation and make a joke, his tone carrying a hint of resigned mockery:
"Hehe, so what do you say? For your 'Angelica Goddess,' would you be willing to go to Thailand and become a beautiful girl?"
That should scare you away, right? What grown man could accept this?
however.
Time passed second by second.
Contrary to Lao Zhang's expectations, Zhang Cheng did not become angry or refuse; instead, he fell into a long, thoughtful silence.
Old Zhang looked at his son's slightly lowered head and even began to feel a little excited:
"Hehe, that's right, you're scared now, aren't you?"
"You know the price is high now, huh? Hurry up and find me a decent daughter-in-law!"
But before Old Zhang could even be happy, things took a turn for the better.
Zhang Cheng suddenly looked up at Old Zhang, his eyes gleaming with an almost saintly light.
He lowered his voice and asked cautiously yet expectantly:
"Dad... if I really go, and then I come back... will you and Mom agree?"
boom!
Old Zhang felt as if an atomic bomb had exploded in his brain.
The lid of his teacup clattered to the ground, and he looked as if he had been struck by lightning.
They stood frozen in place, their mouths agape enough to fit an ostrich egg.
"You...you're asking me if I agree or not?"
Old Zhang's voice was trembling, "You want to go to Thailand... and then come back and call me 'Dad,' and I'll call you 'Daughter'?"
Zhang Cheng nodded firmly: "If this is the only way to get closer to true love, I think I can overcome my psychological barriers."
Old Zhang: "......."
Well, his son is beyond saving.
They are all willing to undergo gender reassignment surgery to become women.
If you were to directly tell your son the man who has feelings for Jiang Baizhi, you probably wouldn't even need to think about it.
Given Jiang Bai's tough-guy lifestyle, it's highly unlikely that it's him.
So, it must be my own son.
Old Zhang looked worried as he watched his son become engrossed in his game.
An image unconsciously came to mind.
The son, now a zero, knelt on the bed, his face flushed, sobbing and repeatedly calling out:
"Brother Jiang Bai, please have mercy on me~"
Brother Jiang Bai.
Please have pity on me...
Pity...
Unfortunately...
Old Zhang shook his head violently, trying to shake off this hellish scene.
"What a tragedy! What a terrible tragedy!"