Chapter 6 Door-Knocking Encore
A few days later Jiang Song was back, banging on my door.
He knocked wildly, singing happily outside.
"Wen Shuangyang, open the door please. Open up, open up."
I looked at Auntie, who sat perfectly calm.
"Auntie, want to come with me this time? Really okay?"
Auntie shook her head. "Seeing him—"
I finished for her: "Blocks everything, right?"
"Then I'll go check."
Time to fight magic with magic.
The moment I opened the door I hit him with full big-sister energy:
"Jiang Song, let me tell you—my coldness is minus eight degrees. Stay away from me."
Jiang Song gave me a cryptic look for a second. "Trying to get my attention on purpose? I like you even more now."
I was racking my brain for a comeback when he switched tracks.
"Give me my mom back already."
"What, no mom around and you're emo now?" I knew he'd never admit it.
Sure enough, Jiang Song snorted, eyes full of disdain.
"How could I possibly emo? I listen to Mercury Records in DJ version."
"If you need my mom that badly, I'll let you borrow her a few more days. I'll come collect when I'm free."
He turned to leave. I grabbed him fast. "Wait."
Jiang Song raised a brow. His gaze slid from my hand up to my face, asking what now.
I met his eyes with a smile.
"Can you stop posting about us on Weibo?"
Making it public was never my intention.
"Sure thing." Jiang Song yanked his hand back dramatically.
"Your bad-woman heart is as cold as today's weather."
Hurt flickered across his face.
"What does love even bring to a man?"
"Wen Shuangyang, you're getting worse. Dumped me on my birthday—I endured. Took my mom—I endured when my dad demanded his wife back. Now you won't even let me post on Weibo? I can't take it anymore, so I'm posting."
That night Weibo exploded. So did I.
Jiang Song went wild—ten posts in a row, displaying full melodramatic abandoned-husband energy.
Jiang Song V: Bad woman, hate you @Wen Shuangyang V
Jiang Song V: No wife love, loneliness unbearable, listening to Mercury Records alone at home (DJ version)
Jiang Song V: A man without wife love closes his eyes and the world disappears
Jiang Song V: Internet full of know-it-alls, but no one understands me
…
Netizens in the comments started recommending him mental hospitals.
Plenty came to my page to sightsee and ask: "Is Jiang Song okay in the head?"
Surprisingly, his long-terrible passerby impression actually improved. People said they liked this kind of crazy handsome guy.
The trending list that day was bizarre:
#JiangSongGoingCrazyForLove# exploded
#JiangSongMentalIllness# trending
#ExpertsUrgeDontUnderestimateMentalDisorders#
#WenShuangyangJiangSong#
#WenShuangyangStopIt# hot
But I hadn't done anything yet.
This was getting ridiculous.
Scrolling down, one tail-end search caught my eye:
#JiangSongLateNightNoodleShop#
In the video Jiang Song was still wearing the same clothes from the night I broke up with him.
The video was taken on his birthday.
He sat alone in a small noodle shop and finished the whole bowl by himself.