Chapter 626 Asking Zhao Shuzhuo's Thoughts
Wang Jianguo knows very well that when it comes to emotions, those involved are often deeply trapped in them and unable to extricate themselves, while bystanders can see through them at a glance.
He hoped that Zhao Shuzhuo could understand Yang Xiaohua's feelings as soon as possible, so that Yang Xiaohua's affection and devotion during this period would not be in vain.
After all, in this chaotic world, it is not easy to find a true relationship. It would be a pity if you missed it because of ignorance.
Zhao Shuzhuo stood there in a daze, with Wang Jianguo's words just echoing in his ears. For a moment, it seemed as if countless fireworks exploded in his head at the same time. He was shocked and happy and completely dumbfounded.
He opened his eyes wide, as if his eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets, and stared at Wang Jianguo, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.
After a long while, he seemed to come back to his senses. The muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably. The corners of his mouth first slightly raised, and then the smile spread out like a flood that broke through the dam and could not be stopped.
The arc of the upturned corners of his mouth became larger and larger, almost extending to the back of his ears, as if being pulled by an extremely strong force. Even if someone put an AK rifle to his chin and ordered him to press the corners of his mouth down, he would not be able to do it.
His cheeks turned red because of this brilliant smile, like a ripe apple, and his eyes also sparkled with twinkling lights, just like the bright stars in the night sky.
Zhao Shuzhuo was filled with joy, and his mind couldn't help but recall every detail of his time with Yang Xiaohua:
In the early morning, he would run to buy her a steaming hot breakfast. Watching her eat it with relish, he would feel warm in his heart.
During the day, as long as she had a little free time, the two would sit together and chat, from poetry to life ideals. Every time they communicated, he felt that Yang Xiaohua was a well-educated, kind-hearted girl.
At night, he would tuck in her quilt and whisper funny stories to her before she fell asleep, just to make her laugh.
Those seemingly ordinary and trivial daily life have now become the most precious memories in his heart. It turns out that Yang Xiaohua has already planted the seeds of love in his heart without him realizing it.
Now that he heard that she had the same feelings for him, the seed instantly broke through the soil and grew into a towering tree, filling his heart with sweetness and joy.
Wang Jianguo looked at Zhao Shuzhuo, who was grinning from ear to ear and could hardly close his mouth. He frowned slightly, raised his hand and gently patted his shoulder, then spoke again:
"Don't be too happy, this matter is not that simple."
There was a hint of helplessness in his voice, as well as a hint of unquestionable seriousness, trying to pull Zhao Shuzhuo back from the whirlpool of joy. After a pause, he continued to ask:
"Have you two figured out what to do?"
He stared straight at Zhao Shuzhuo, his eyes full of inquiry.
At this moment, Zhao Shuzhuo was immersed in the sweet joy after learning about Yang Xiaohua's feelings. His head was still replaying the warm scenes of their past interactions. For a moment, he did not come back to his senses to understand Wang Jianguo's deep meaning.
When asked this question, he subconsciously replied:
"What else do we have to do?"
His tone was so relaxed, as if he was completely unaware of the difficulties he was about to face. His eyes were still gleaming with happiness, and the smile on his lips had not yet faded. His whole body felt like it was soaked in a jar of honey, feeling dizzy.
Wang Jianguo was speechless when he saw Zhao Shuzhuo's infatuated look like he had lost his soul.
He sighed heavily, took a step forward, and stood face to face with Zhao Shuzhuo. His eyes became more and more solemn, and he said seriously:
"Brother Shuzhuo, I'm serious. I'm not kidding. We're leaving the day after tomorrow. This is set in stone and cannot be changed."
"Although it's a good thing that you two are in sync with each other right now, once you separate, you will be a hundred miles apart."
"Think about it. In the days ahead, without each other's daily companionship, we can only rely on correspondence. What if the letters are delayed on the way and the information is not smooth? Can the relationship withstand this for a long time? This is definitely not a long-term solution."
As Wang Jianguo spoke, he shook his head slightly, and the worry on his face was clearly visible.
He paused, his eyes fixed on Zhao Shuzhuo, as if trying to find the answer from his eyes, and then continued:
"So, what are your plans? Do you want to just wait and let this relationship die out, or are you ready to come up with a plan now to give each other a future guarantee?"
"You have to be aware of this. Don't be too happy for nothing. It will be too late to regret it."
At this time, Wang Jianguo was like a brother who was giving advice. He was happy for Zhao Shuzhuo's feelings, but also worried that he would miss the good opportunity due to momentary negligence. His words were full of concern and warnings.
Wang Jianguo's powerful and meaningful words were like a sharp alarm bell. With a "clang", they pulled Zhao Shuzhuo back from the sweet and almost dreamy cloud to the cold and hard ground of reality.
Zhao Shuzhuo, who was immersed in joy just now, with a bright smile on his face, as if all the troubles in the world were insulated from him, now felt as if his backbone was taken away, and he was completely stunned.
He just stood there straight, his eyes staring blankly ahead, his lips trembling slightly, and after a long while he managed to utter a few words:
"I...I don't know what to do."
There was a hint of helplessness in the voice, as if a lone boat was lost in the vast ocean, unable to find its direction and could only be beaten by the waves.
He subconsciously rubbed his hands in front of him, his fingers turning slightly white due to the strength, as if he could rub out a solution to the problem in this way.
Then, as if he had suddenly grasped a life-saving straw, he turned his head abruptly, his eyes full of pleading and expectation, and rushed towards Wang Jianguo, tightly grasped his arm with both hands, and shook him and said:
"Jianguo...Jianguo, what do you think we should do? Do you have any good ideas?"
His eyes were slightly red and tears were welling up in them. It seemed that if Wang Jianguo didn't agree, he would burst into tears in the next second.
At this moment, Zhao Shuzhuo has completely lost his usual calmness and confidence. Faced with the dilemma between love and reality, he is like an ignorant child.
He desperately longs for guidance and help from others, hoping to find a bright path from Wang Jianguo to resolve the crisis, so that his love with Yang Xiaohua will not be overwhelmed by this cruel reality.
Wang Jianguo stared at Zhao Shuzhuo quietly, with concern and understanding clearly visible in his eyes.
He knew the man in front of him too well. Zhao Shuzhuo was devoted to his work on weekdays. His mind was full of the development of Jianye Village and the affairs of the production team. He had no time for love.