OS - 41

“If you don’t like it, then get angry at me, or slap me.”

Before Cheng Yuzhou said this, his hot palm had already gripped Zhou Yu’s calf, pulling her with a bit of force to sit on him.

The dark curtains behind the sofa blocked out every trace of light, completely isolating the room from the outside world.

Zhou Yu propped her hands on his shoulders to avoid falling into his arms. The moment their eyes met, her clenched fingers betrayed her calm facade; her neatly trimmed nails quietly dug into his skin. The slight pain, conversely, made the blood inside her body boil.

Cheng Yuzhou held the back of her neck and pressed her down. This kiss was more direct than any previous one.

Even through the bathrobe, its presence became more and more obvious. She knew what it was; she had learned about the human reproductive system in middle school biology class, and there were even pictures in the textbook. When the teacher taught this section, the boys in the class always booed.

He finally, as if bestowing a favor, gave her time to breathe.

Her lips were a bit swollen, very red, and glistening with moisture. Her eyes were also watery.

Cheng Yuzhou had always felt that such beautiful eyes shouldn’t shed tears, but at this moment, he wickedly wanted to see her cry.

“How do you unfasten this?”

Zhou Yu, her face flushed, buried it in his neck, “...Behind.”

He had a legitimate reason. His hand moved from her slender waist to her back, and his movements clearly became more impatient.

The heat was all blowing on her skin, very itchy, raising a layer of tiny bumps. Zhou Yu’s head felt hazy; she couldn’t tell if it was comfortable or painful, only that there was a strange and unfamiliar feeling in her body. She tried to sit up, her knees just barely rising, when she was pressed back down.

“How on earth does this button unfasten?”

Zhou Yu felt she should be shy, stop him, and give him a slap, but in her heart... she liked it.

When you like someone, how could you not want to be intimate with them?

She closed her eyes, wrapping her hands behind her back, “Like this.”

“Mm, I’ve learned,” Cheng Yuzhou mumbled in response, then naturally took one of her hands.

“Still cold?” he asked in a low voice, but not truly wanting her to answer, “Seems a bit cold still, I’ll warm you up.”

“No more...” Her voice was tinged with a cry, “I...”

If they continued, she might not be able to bear it and would cry and beg him.

Zhou Yu refused to let Cheng Yuzhou see her, burying her face in his neck.

“Okay,” Cheng Yuzhou stopped.

His fingers brushed aside her messy hair. Her pure face was flushed red. She didn’t know how beautiful she was right now.

“A-Yu,” he lightly kissed her cheek, coaxing in a low voice, “Open your eyes and look at my ugly self.”

Zhou Yu gasped and opened her eyes. His forehead was covered in sweat, the veins in his neck protruded as if they were about to burst from his skin, and his eyes were different from usual.

He smiled, then kissed her deeply, “Very ugly, right?”

She shook her head, softly saying, “Very handsome.”

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The doorbell startled the two on the sofa. Zhou Yu’s legs were numb; otherwise, she would have run into the bathroom.

Cheng Yuzhou fastened the belt of his bathrobe, lowered his head to check for any obvious marks, then went to open the door and brought in the dried clothes.

Zhou Yu changed her clothes. He was still in the bathroom, taking a second shower.

It took a long time.

They ate dinner before going to the train station, arriving in Baicheng close to ten o’clock. Taxis were scarce at night, so they walked back.

The light outside the door was on; Liu Fen had been waiting for Zhou Yu. Zhou Yu and Cheng Yuzhou walked back from the station, and they would definitely pass by their doorstep. Liu Fen saw them from afar, then turned around with a blank face and went back into the house.

Zhou Yu waved to Cheng Yuzhou. She waited until he turned the corner before entering the house. Liu Fen could feel that Zhou Yu was very happy. She tried to ask several times but couldn’t bring herself to.

Liu Fen forgot to take her medicine, and Zhou Yu also forgot to remind her.

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During this half-day escape from Baicheng, even Cheng Wanyue didn’t know where Cheng Yuzhou and Zhou Yu had gone, and she wasn’t in the mood to ask.

Qing Hang hadn’t been to school for half a month.

Cheng Wanyue was trying to remember what had caused her and Qing Hang’s cold war this time. She couldn’t remember, which was very annoying. Although she could muddle through it, act a bit spoiled, and coax him, he wouldn’t be angry anymore, but she didn’t want to this time. It must be because she always apologized and conceded, which made his temper worse and worse.

The day Qing Hang came to say goodbye to Yan Ci, the weather wasn’t good. It was gloomy, and even though it was only two in the afternoon, it was as dark as if it were five or six o’clock.

“Going to Beijing?”

“Mm.”

“Will you come back later?”

“I don’t know,” he had to take his grandpa to Beijing for medical treatment, which would probably cost a lot of money, but there were also many opportunities to earn money in Beijing, “So I came to tell you.”

Yan Ci said, “Go, there’s nothing worth staying for in this rotten place anyway.”

Qing Hang left Yan Ci’s house and went to the Cheng family’s.

It was Cheng Yuzhou’s birthday, and the whole family was there, even his parents had come back. However, after dinner, they all went to the old lady’s place in the afternoon. Cheng Yanqing ran off quickly, leaving only Cheng Wanyue being pressed by Cheng Guoan to do her homework at home.

Cheng Guoan opened the door and saw Qing Hang outside, “Come on in, come in quickly. This girl has angered me to death, my blood pressure has gone up. Qing Hang, you’ve come at just the right time. Help me teach her these two math problems.”

Cheng Wanyue turned her head and snorted haughtily, “Whoever wants him to teach, go find them. I don’t want him to, anyway.”

“What kind of attitude is that!” Cheng Guoan’s face tightened in displeasure, then softened a bit when he looked at Qing Hang, “Qing Hang, sit down. What can I do for you?”

Cheng Wanyue didn’t go back to her room, playing with her phone as if she didn’t care that there was an extra person in the living room.

Qing Hang didn’t look at her either. He took out a small notebook and handed it to Cheng Guoan.

Cheng Guoan looked through a few pages in confusion. It was an account book, clearly recording every penny he had given Qing Hang over the years.

“Qing Hang, this is...”

Qing Hang stood up and bowed, “Uncle Cheng, I am very grateful for your family’s help. I will pay it all back before I graduate from university.”

Cheng Guoan knew he had strong self-esteem, “No need to pay back. You’re still a child.”

“I’ll be an adult soon and can earn my own money. Uncle Cheng, thank you. I’m not very good with words, I can only simply say thank you.”

Qing Hang didn’t stay too long. Cheng Guoan saw him out, looking at the proud and unyielding back of the young man, his heart feeling a bit sore. He sighed as he looked at the account book.

“Yueyue?” Cheng Guoan pounded on the table, calling his daughter, “Still want to go out and play? Hurry up and finish your homework. I have to worry about you after I finish work.”

Cheng Wanyue snapped out of it, staring blankly at Cheng Guoan, “Dad, what does he mean?”

“Qing Hang is going to Beijing. No pain, no gain. This kid will have a great future.”

“He’s leaving and he didn’t even tell me,” her eyes reddened with the first word she spoke.

Cheng Guoan: “Why didn’t he tell you? Didn’t he just specifically come to our house to talk about this?”

“Not to me, but to you.”

“Isn’t that the same? You were standing right there listening.”

It’s not the same!

How could it be the same!

Cheng Wanyue still wanted to ask why Qing Hang wanted to pay back the money. From the beginning, it was sponsorship, not a loan, so why pay it back?

He’s going to Beijing, so he wants to cut ties with her?

Cheng Wanyue’s mind was a mess, but she couldn’t bring herself to chase him out. It wasn’t until evening, before she went to Qian Shu’s house for dinner, that she walked around to that alley.

She saw a lock hanging on the main gate and was stunned.

Qing Hang’s grandpa collected scrap, and he never locked the main gate outside because people often came. Sometimes, if no one was home, they would temporarily leave packaged plastic bottles or cardboard boxes in the yard.

A neighbor told Cheng Wanyue, “The grandpa and grandson went to Beijing. They left early.”

Left early.