He wants to know all her little secrets, wants her to look at him with eyes full of love, wants her to lose control for him, wants… so much. Sometimes Chu Zheng thinks he’s too greedy, but compared to his surging desire for her, these small emotions are insignificant.
Chu Zheng took a deep breath, suppressing his tumultuous emotions, his expression gradually becoming calm and gentle. He hoped he could be a bit more perfect, even more perfect, hoping that everyone who saw him and Chen Jing would say: “A golden boy and a jade girl, a match made in heaven,” rather than saying he was not worthy of standing next to Chen Jing.
“Senior…” he softly whined.
Chen Jing stood in the hallway, her eyes full of smiles, responding: “Senior is here, be good, love you.”
Chu Zheng’s lips curved high, somewhat shy, but more happy and joyful: “I love you too.”
Every time was like this. When she said she loved him, his heart seemed to split in two. One half bubbled with pink happiness, wanting to roll on the bed three hundred times to express his excitement. The other half was dark and painful, like a cold December winter, making his heart tremble.
He truly, truly hated Chen Jing’s calm and flat tone when she said she loved him. Each time she said it felt like a needle piercing him, causing his heart to spasm. He felt wronged.
The phone remained connected. After watching his back disappear, Chen Jing turned and entered the dormitory.
Chu Zheng listened quietly to her movements. Miraculously, his feelings of grievance and negative emotions gradually calmed down.
He suddenly spoke: “Senior.”
“Hmm?” Chen Jing spat out some foam.
Chu Zheng had already reached the dormitory. He leaned on the corridor railing, looking at the dark night with gentle eyes, his voice soft and almost coaxing: “Can I ask my dad to help us find a reason to move out?”
“Good.” Chen Jing finished brushing her teeth and wiped her face. Only when the boy’s breathing on the other end became suppressed and heavy did she smile and softly ask: “Are you really that uncomfortable, unable to bear even one night?”
She asked seriously, her attitude clearly softening. Chu Zheng’s heart contracted, barely containing his excitement: “I’m very uncomfortable. I can’t sleep without you.”
Chen Jing held back a laugh: “Can’t sleep? That’s a bit extreme.”
Chu Zheng felt wronged: “Senior, I miss you so much. Don’t you miss me?”
“Of course senior misses you too,” Chen Jing said. “But the rules are like this. Let’s adapt a bit. It’s just one year.”
Hearing “get used to it soon,” Chu Zheng’s heart ached, and he could no longer hold back: “No!”
As soon as the words came out, he realized his tone was harsh and quickly softened his voice to apologize: “Sorry senior, I’m not angry with you, I just…”
With tears welling up, his voice choked with sobs.
The sad emotions transmitted through the phone made Chen Jing pause. She relented: “Okay, senior promises you. Don’t be sad, okay? You’re making senior feel heartache.”
Chu Zheng laughed through his tears, this time truly happy: “Okay.”
He couldn’t wait to see her and immediately hung up to contact his father.
Ten minutes later— Chen Jing came downstairs and was immediately embraced.
Chu Zheng was overjoyed, hugging and rubbing against her, his voice sweet: “Senior, you’re the best senior in the world.”
Yes, a senior who only dotes on him.
Not having eaten a single bite, bustling about all afternoon without touching the ground, looking at the living room finally restored to its original state, Chu Zheng let out a heavy sigh, weakly leaning on the sofa, dazed for a long time before noticing a hint of hunger.
Chen Jing wasn’t around, and he couldn’t even muster the interest to look through the refrigerator for food. He went to the kitchen and took out the half bowl of rice noodles that Chen Jing hadn’t finished at breakfast, which he had secretly hidden away. Sitting at the dining table, as he ate, his eyes began to well up involuntarily. He felt like he had fallen out of favor…
Chen Jing returned, bubbling with happiness. Chu Zheng, who would collapse emotionally and be lost the moment Chen Jing left, finally came up with a good idea after three days.
At the dinner table that night—
“What did you say?”
Chen Jing, who had finally gotten off work at a normal time, took a sip of the soup Chu Zheng had fed her and looked at him in surprise.
Chu Zheng put down the soup spoon, wiped her mouth corner with a tissue, and with a soft smile, repeated: “I’ve already quit my job. I’m now an unemployed wanderer. Will you take me in, senior?”
After speaking, he slightly pursed his lips, blinking pitifully, looking at her motionless, with an expression of utmost helplessness.
Chen Jing felt a headache. Facing Chu Zheng, she hadn’t felt this way in a long time.
“Xiao Zheng,” she controlled her tone, trying to persuade him gently: “I know you love me, but everyone is an individual. You should have your own dreams, your own pursuits. Don’t be impulsive for love, okay?”
“No.” Chu Zheng softly said, his face showing absolute determination: “Senior, my pursuit and my dream are you. I’m not being impulsive, I’ve thought about this for a long time.”
He definitely wasn’t being impulsive. He’d been thinking about this for three days.
Chen Jing: “…Besides me, what are your other dreams?”
Chu Zheng answered without hesitation: “I have no other dreams.”
This was indeed awkward.
The atmosphere fell silent.
A moment later, Chen Jing spoke: “Xiao Zheng, you…”
“Senior…” Chu Zheng interrupted her, turning to hug her, his lips pressed close to the skin of her neck: “Please, I promise I won’t disturb your work at all. I’ll be very good, really.”
Chen Jing stroked his head, feeling melancholic: “Isn’t it good like before?”
Shortly after saying this, she suddenly felt a coolness on her neck.
Chen Jing was slightly stunned, reaching back to touch his face, her fingertips touching the moisture at the corner of his eye, momentarily speechless: “…What’s wrong?”
They were clearly just discussing this, and she hadn’t even definitely refused. Sigh…
This guy becomes fragile whenever it involves her matters.
“Okay, okay, senior agrees,” Chen Jing pushed him away slightly, lovingly kissing the tears at the corner of his eye: “Don’t cry anymore, be good.”
“Mm.” With a crying tone.
If she hadn’t comforted him, it would have been fine, but her comfort made Chu Zheng even more heartbroken, all the grievances and sadness from these days suddenly pouring out, wanting her comfort, kisses, and hugs.
What could Chen Jing do? She could only satisfy him.
The news that Chu Zheng had quit his research institute job to become Chen Jing’s secretary spread quickly to their families.
Chu’s father was extremely surprised, unable to understand why his son would quit his good job, and called several times asking him to come back.
Chu Zheng directly refused, his expression extremely serious: “I have no pursuits, and I don’t want to make a name for myself. I just want to stay by Jia Jia’s side and spend my life with her.”
Chu’s father couldn’t understand: “Aren’t you already together? You’re a man. If you don’t work, are you expecting Tang Jia to support you?”
In fact, although he hadn’t gone to research, he was already very capable. Just the few “little things” he had made could be sold for enough to support him and Chen Jing for several lifetimes.
But he didn’t deny Chu’s father’s words.
Outsider Chu’s father: “…Do you know you’re being a kept man?”
Chu Zheng directly hung up the phone.
Chu’s father was stunned for the first time by his son’s treatment.
Chu’s mother coldly laughed on the side: “I told you long ago that Chu Zheng is not a good thing, but you didn’t believe me. Now you know, right?”
