Song Zhi, seeing Cheng Yuli suddenly close in, reflexively recalled the scene of his forceful kiss that day, and immediately felt nervous, her heart pounding wildly. "You, what do you want?" Cheng Yuli lowered his head, his eyes red-rimmed.
"A game between two people, why can you just end it like that?" Song Zhi swallowed hard. "Cheng Yuli, what exactly do you want?" Cheng Yuli lowered his head, and the distance between them instantly closed; Song Zhi could even clearly see every trembling eyelash of his.
"Zhi Zhi, I don't want it to end. I want to be your real boyfriend." With a "boom," something seemed to explode in Song Zhi's mind. After a long while, she reacted. "Cheng Yuli, are you... confessing to me?"
Cheng Yuli hummed in agreement. "I was originally planning to take things slowly with you, but seeing you with that man just now, I felt I couldn't stand it for even a minute longer. So, Zhi Zhi, do you want to say yes and try it out with me?"
"Try..." Taking advantage of Cheng Yuli's inattention, Song Zhi darted out from under his arm. She pointed at Cheng Yuli and cursed as she backed away. "I'll test you, my foot! You bastard, you finally admit you like me, huh? You pretended to be so innocent in front of me before, but you're just a scheming wolf in sheep's clothing!" Cheng Yuli's handsome brows furrowed, his expression hurt. "Zhizhi..." "Stop! Say it again, don't call me Zhizhi!" Song Zhi said. "Cheng Yuli, your method of pursuing people is quite unique. Does it feel good to play me?" "Let me tell you, if you want me to be your girlfriend, forget about it for life!"
Song Zhi finished speaking, turned and ran, as if a ghost was chasing her. ...When Su Mianmian returned to the dormitory, Song Zhi was sitting on her bed, lost in thought. Seeing Su Mianmian, Song Zhi looked surprised. "Oh, why didn't you go home with Mr. Z?"
"Where's Tangtang? How is she? Is she alright?" Su Mianmian looked at Song Zhi, whose eyes were slightly red. "I told you, I have an exam tomorrow and need to study in the dorm."
"The vet said Tangtang has mild depression, probably because of the new environment and the fact that no one is often with her at home." Song Zhi frowned. "What should we do? This is the first time I've heard of animals having depression." Su Mianmian walked to Song Zhi's bedside.
"Zhizhi, I think you need more attention than Tangtang right now." "What happened tonight?" Song Zhi sighed. "Nothing much, just that Cheng Yuli confessed to me." "Confessed?"
Su Mianmian's dark eyes lit up. "Cheng Yuli finally confessed to you? So, Zhizhi, how did you respond?" Song Zhi replied expressionlessly, "I gave him a good scolding, telling him he could never be my boyfriend!"
Su Mianmian frowned. "Why? Don't you really have any feelings for Cheng Yuli at all?" "Not even a little bit!" Song Zhi practically swore. However, Su Mianmian remained skeptical.
"If that's the case, then why do you look so heartbroken?" Song Zhi pointed to her reddened eyes. "Look closely, I'm not heartbroken, I'm angry! Don't you think Cheng Yuli is ridiculous?
He likes me, but he keeps it a secret. I've confronted him several times, but he won't admit it and keeps playing games with me!"
After returning, the more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt. She even began to suspect that the night at the hotel, it wasn't her who pounced on Cheng Yuli, but rather… After all, it was all Cheng Yuli's side of the story from beginning to end; it seemed like she had been led by the nose the whole time!
Tears welled up in Song Zhi's eyes with anger. "I, Song Zhi, have lived most of my life, and I've never been bullied like this before!"
Su Mianmian quickly handed her tissues and tried to comfort her. "Calling it bullying is a bit of an exaggeration. Cheng Yuli is usually so good to you; you should be able to tell without me saying it. I think there might be some misunderstanding." "What misunderstanding could there be!"
Song Zhi waved her hand impatiently. "Anyway, from now on, I really won't talk to him anymore."... The next day, Su Mianmian finished her C1 exam and received a call from Huarui informing her that she had passed the interview and was scheduled to report to the company on Monday.
At this moment, Song Zhi was beside her, having recovered overnight and was full of energy again, looking even more excited than her. "That's great, Mianmian, I knew you'd do it! Such good news, how about we celebrate tonight?"
Su Mianmian readily agreed. Passing the interview was one thing, but starting next week, she would be working during the day and going to Yushui Bay at night, meaning she would have fewer and fewer opportunities to spend time with Song Zhi. She was genuinely a little reluctant to leave.
Song Zhi wanted to drink, so the two chose a recently popular bar. When they arrived, it was already quite crowded. In the center was a stage where several young men with exposed chest muscles were dancing energetically. The female fans below were screaming in waves.
"Wow! Those guys are so handsome!" "Twist, twist harder for me!"... Song Zhi's blood was boiling, and she struggled to pull Su Mianmian into the crowd. "Mianmian, have you ever touched a man's chest muscles? It's my treat, want to experience it together today?"
Su Mianmian hadn't actually touched them, but she had seen them. Gu Yizhou's chest muscles, abs, and defined physique were much more impressive than those young men on stage. "I don't want to. If you want to touch them, touch them yourself." "What's there to be afraid of? Touching them won't hurt!
Some things should be done while you're young!" As they spoke, a handsome young man, with a lollipop stick in his mouth, danced and twirled in front of them.
He bent down, grabbed a beautiful woman next to Su Mianmian, and fed her a lollipop mouth-to-mouth. The woman ate the lollipop and, taking the opportunity, gave the young man a hard squeeze of his chest muscles, her face practically splitting with laughter.
Amidst the growing cheers of the surrounding crowd, she pulled out several pink bills and slapped them against the young man's chest. Song Zhi, incredibly excited, copied him, pulling out several bills from her pocket and jumping up and down, shouting.
"I want a lollipop too! You, you, I want you to feed me!" Gu Yizhou was drinking with Jiang Ning and a few others in a booth. He wore a black shirt, the buttons neatly fastened.
Even in a place as unrestrained as a bar, he remained aloof and reserved, exuding an air of ascetic coldness. He never liked overly noisy occasions; if it weren't for Jiang Ning's birthday, he would never have come. He was just thinking of leaving after a little while.
A woman's excited scream erupted not far away. Jiang Ning shook her head helplessly. "The world has really changed. Before, it was men seeking thrills; now women are even playing with male models."
Gu Yizhou disagreed and offered no comment, taking a sip of his drink. Suddenly, Xue Jing exclaimed, "Hey!"
Gu Yizhou was startled. His gaze, sharp as a hawk's, pierced through the crowd, landing squarely on Su Mianmian. She was wearing a white, thin-strapped halter dress, her waist incredibly slender.
The pleated skirt fell above her knees, revealing two long, straight, fair legs. Su Mianmian's style was usually sweet; this was the first time Gu Yizhou had seen her dressed so sexily, like a jasmine transformed into a bewitching beauty—both innocent and captivating.
Gu Yizhou narrowed his dark eyes, stood up, and smoothed the slightly wrinkled seam of his trousers. "You guys have fun, excuse me for a moment."
Song Zhi had just touched the young man's pectoral muscles; the firm, elastic feel excited her immensely. She grabbed Su Mianmian's hand and tried to move it towards the young man's abdomen. "I've already paid, might as well touch it! It feels so good, I'm not kidding!"
Su Mianmian was weak and couldn't break free. Her fingertips were about to touch the young man's abs. Suddenly, a large hand grabbed her wrist and pulled her back. Song Zhi and Su Mianmian turned around simultaneously, meeting a pair of dark, deep eyes.
"Su Mianmian, you've really got guts!"