CM - 57

Xu Su looked everywhere for Zhou Shuirong. He called her, but she didn’t answer. He had a bad feeling. Before he could confirm what that bad feeling was, Zhou Shuirong walked toward him. Her clothes were wrinkled, and her lips and face were very red.

He quickly walked up to her, grabbed her shoulders, and asked anxiously, “What’s wrong?”

Zhou Shuirong took his hands off her. “Nothing.”

Xu Su asked the question on his mind. “Did you meet with someone?”

Zhou Shuirong didn’t answer. She was no longer in the mood to watch the play and walked toward the exit.

Xu Su understood. The person they had run into at the entrance, what he said was true. That guy must have come to find Zhou Shuirong.

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In Yuan Gengcheng’s car, there was a certain smell after they had just had sex. He was worried Shen Tingwen would smell it when he got in, but Shen Tingwen was so focused on Zhou Shuirong that he couldn’t smell anything. Seeing his state, Yuan Gengcheng guessed, “Did you do the deed?”

Shen Tingwen didn’t say anything. He was still thinking about Zhou Shuirong, that little dummy. Was her response conscious or unconscious?

But whether she was conscious or not, it was clear that he was in her heart.

Yuan Gengcheng then saw the blood on his shoulder. He pulled down the collar and saw a row of teeth marks. He took a sharp breath. “Wow! She bit you that hard?”

Shen Tingwen didn’t feel any pain at all.

As long as he knew he was in Zhou Shuirong’s heart, she could bite him to death.

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Zhou Shuirong was not doing as well as Shen Tingwen. She knew she had used her tongue and that she had enjoyed it. When she was with Shen Tingwen, she had so many unusual reactions. She thought that if she kept her distance, she could figure things out and go back to being a normal person. But...

Shen Tingwen’s commotion made her realize that she had only suppressed him, not erased him. He was indeed in her heart, and he held a very important place.

He was so brazen, so arrogant.

The reason she hadn’t dated before was that she found everyone annoying. It wasn’t because Si Wen and Zhou Yan didn’t allow her to. As she had said before, why would she date them if the boys weren’t as good as her dad and the girls weren’t as good as her mom? Was she supposed to be a romantic samaritan?

Shen Tingwen was different from everyone else. She seemed to particularly dislike him, and she had never particularly disliked anyone before.

This was not a good sign.

She knew she had given a part of her sense of security to Shen Tingwen, so she felt confident when he was around.

Especially when he stood lazily behind her and said in a casual way, “I’m staging a rebellion.” That’s when her confidence peaked. From then on, every moment related to him filled her mind, frame by frame.

When he put his ID card on her desk and told her to call him “husband,” telling her that he would take her last name as his first name, she finally heard a loud boom, and her heart collapsed.

She couldn’t handle these emotions right away, so she hid them, and like a turtle, she retreated into her shell. She thought she had conquered these emotions and hadn’t become their slave. But then Shen Tingwen, like a mad dog, charged toward her recklessly, shattering the defenses she had so painstakingly built up. All the feelings she had inside came rushing out. She liked Shen Tingwen, and she couldn’t hide it anymore.

There was a moment when she wanted to bite him, biting wherever it hurt, biting him to death, chewing him up, and swallowing him. That way, he would become her property.

Such a terrifying possessiveness. The more terrifying it was, the more it reflected her urgency for Shen Tingwen. It turned out that while all things were beautiful, she only wanted him.

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Xu Su left.

He was an adult and couldn’t do something as shameless as clinging to someone.

Perhaps, just maybe, that was where he lost. Also, he was too restrained and didn’t have the family background to match hers.

Although both of them had three meals a day, there was a big difference. With a monthly salary of just over four thousand yuan, he could, at most, afford to see a nine-hundred-and-sixty-yuan play but couldn’t afford a two-thousand-yuan dinner every night.

He wasn’t that shameless. He didn’t want to make Zhou Shuirong suffer by being with him, a person full of uncertainty.

Besides, she didn’t want to.

Fang Qi was right. He had been confused.

Zhou Shuirong’s red lips poured a bucket of cold water on him. He woke up from an unreal dream.

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It was raining on Monday. The rain wasn’t heavy when she left home, so Zhou Shuirong didn’t take an umbrella. When she got to the bus stop, the rain had gotten heavier. She couldn’t find her umbrella and remembered she had left it at the door.

There were a lot of people at the bus stop, and the canopy was small. Zhou Shuirong couldn’t get under it, so she used her bag to cover her head and called a taxi. But before the taxi could arrive, her phone got wet and died. Fortunately, she remembered the license plate number and kept repeating it to herself, afraid of forgetting it. But what she feared happened, and she forgot it as she was repeating it.

It was all Shen Tingwen’s fault. He had kept her up all night, and she hadn’t gotten any sleep.

Soon, many taxis arrived at the bus stop. The people who had called for rides got into their cars one after another. She was the only one left standing in the rain, calling out her phone number every time a car came. Unfortunately, none of them were there to pick her up.

Just as she was about to get soaked, a black umbrella was held over her head. She looked up and saw Shen Tingwen, that bastard.

She had seen him with an umbrella before, but that time she felt sorry for him. This time, she was the one who was pitiful. Looking at him, she felt a sense of him being a savior. The black umbrella seemed to be holding up not just the rain, but also the sky that was about to collapse.

Shen Tingwen held out his hand to Zhou Shuirong.

Zhou Shuirong didn’t take his hand and moved closer to him under the umbrella.

Shen Tingwen saw that her shoulder wasn’t covered, so he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her into his embrace.

Zhou Shuirong frowned and glared at him. “What are you doing?”

Shen Tingwen said, “You’re wet.”

Zhou Shuirong was sleep-deprived and couldn’t think clearly. She immediately misunderstood and quickly retorted, “You’re the one who’s wet!”

Shen Tingwen pointed to her shoulder. “See for yourself if you’re wet.”

Zhou Shuirong turned her head and saw that he was talking about her shoulder. She suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and she tried to pull his hand away. “Don’t touch me.”

Shen Tingwen didn’t let go. “If you get wet and catch a cold, I’ll have to take care of you. Just stay like this. I’ll let go when the car comes.”

“Then why didn’t you just move the umbrella over me if you saw I was getting wet? Why do you have to hug me?”

Shen Tingwen looked pitiful. “I saw you were getting wet, and I couldn’t think of anything else. You always blame me. No matter what I do, you blame me. Was there a single thing I didn’t do for you? Was there a single thing that didn’t make you mad at me? Even a stone should have been warmed up by me, right? Or are you just saying I’m not good enough, and you only kissed me because you were lonely? But did you know you used your tongue when you kissed me? At that moment...”

Zhou Shuirong covered his mouth, her face was bright red with embarrassment. She gritted her teeth. “Shut up!”

Shen Tingwen looked at her with innocent, sad eyes. “You’re biting me again. My parents have never even touched me from the time I was a child. You hit me and bite me every day.”

If Zhou Shuirong didn’t know what he was like, she would have been fooled by his pitiful act. He was a master of acting. She was annoyed. “Fine, stop acting! Just hug me! Hug me, damn it!”

Shen Tingwen tightened his arm around her waist. “Thank you, Rongrong.”

“Don’t call me Rongrong!”

“Then you don’t want me to call you ‘wife’ either.”

“Are those my only two options?”

Shen Tingwen nodded.

Zhou Shuirong didn’t want to talk anymore.

A moment later, the bus arrived. Shen Tingwen got on with her and immediately pulled her into his embrace, protecting her from both men and women.

Zhou Shuirong’s confidence was filled up by him, little by little.

He was indeed as he had said; there was not a single thing he did that wasn’t for her. She was completely defenseless against him.

When they got off the bus, the rain had stopped. Zhou Shuirong walked toward the school, not waiting for Shen Tingwen.

Shen Tingwen caught up to her and asked, “Does this mean we’ve made up? Does what you said about staying as far away from me as possible not count anymore?”

Zhou Shuirong didn’t stop.

Shen Tingwen stopped, looking at Zhou Shuirong as she walked away quickly, wondering how long this “revolution” of his would be.

Zhou Shuirong suddenly turned around. “Why are you dragging your feet?”

It had just rained, and the sky was dark, but the light made Zhou Shuirong look radiant. The scene of her standing at the school gate was particularly beautiful, as if there was a reflector board beside her. His heart felt warm, and he walked over to her. “I’m coming.”