Chapter 69 Today is the confession session

How small is the probability of one in ten thousand?

Zhou Zhou never thought that such a small value that could be ignored was equivalent to nothing to her.

Life is sometimes full of surprises, but also of shocks. Cheng Yu obviously belongs to the latter.

From home to the community gate, Zhou Zhou felt very calm, so calm that she just went across the street to get a car and then drove it back to the community basement.

Until Yan Yiqi made that bet with her.

Once something is associated with gambling, its better-than-nothing nature becomes apparent.

Maybe.

As the sky gradually darkened, she watched the neon lights of the hotel light up and walked slowly.

Zhou Zhou couldn't see what was going on inside the car from the outside until she walked around to the side and saw the window half open and Cheng Yu taking a nap inside with his eyes closed.

After confirmation, she still found it incredible.

"You're still here?" She heard her own voice filled with surprise.

"It seems they don't want me to be here." The person in the car responded quickly.

He wasn't asleep, yet he seemed to have been. His voice was slightly hoarse and nasal, and he didn't have the anger that had slammed the door when he left. He spoke very slowly.

Her eyelashes were fluttering, but her eyes were still lowered, and her expression was very calm.

His facial features are sharp, his nose is high, and the depressed lip line is filled with a cold and distant attitude that does not allow strangers to disturb him.

Zhou Zhou didn't think so.

She didn't think about whether she wanted him to be there or not, she only thought about whether he would be there given his temper.

So she answered frankly: "No."

Then he looked at his empty hands and felt a little insecure.

She went downstairs thinking he wouldn't be there and didn't take the clothes she had packed for a long time.

"Zhou Zhou, you have to compensate me for my emotions." This was Cheng Yu's first words.

Without pausing, Cheng Yu quickly finished his second sentence, "Zhou Zhou, waiting here is the end of my patience."

Zhou Zhou's first reaction was to find it funny, but his second reaction was that he was somewhat paranoid and rebellious when he said this. Why did he think she had to compensate him for his emotions?

There is no need to pay for the other person's emotions. This was the first lesson Cheng Yu taught her.

She didn't laugh out loud, but straightened her back and looked at Cheng Yu in the car window with a contemptuous attitude: "Cheng Yu, is your patience valuable?"

She asked calmly.

As if he noticed her voice becoming distant and mixed with the noise outside, he opened his eyes. His eyes were dark and hidden in the dark carriage, like a wolf.

He looked at her through the half-open window, without blinking.

After a few seconds, the car window closed.

He pushed the door and got out of the car, then opened the back door, pushed her into the car, and got in himself.

"Zhou Zhou, why can't you be a little better?" This was his third sentence.

"Is it necessary, Cheng Yu?" She looked at him coldly, "Arguing is not what we should do, especially since you are always so strong."

They reconciled several times, and each time he was the first to speak and try to keep her, but his dominance never diminished.

Pursuing profit for oneself is the norm in their circle. What seem to be concessions are just speculations after the negotiation, and every step must be taken to make the other party willingly.

She really left willingly.

Because the chips Cheng Yu threw out were good, because of the lingering attraction, and because it was rare for a proud man like him to bow his head, she could play with it again.

She is also doing it for herself.

That was her indulgence, but it was not a negotiation.

Uncharacteristically, he spoke three sentences in a row, all of which were instructions he gave her.

You have to coax him, be humble and obedient.

Zhou Zhou didn't want to beat around the bush and asked directly, "Cheng Yu, how are you going to get us to reveal this this time?"

“There is no way.”

Zhou Zhou didn't believe it: "Why are you sitting here if there is no other way?"

Cheng Yu hummed: "On the way down, I made a bet with myself."

Another gamble.

Zhou Zhou was stunned for a moment, thinking of Yan Yiqi's bet.

Yan Yiqi was betting on whether Cheng Yu would wait for her, but what was Cheng Yu betting on?

Cheng Yu closed his eyes slightly, as if recalling the mood at that time. His lazy tone was filled with an unknown sense of melancholy: "I bet you will come to find me by yourself, or with him."

Zhou Zhou was puzzled: "What can I prove by coming here alone?"

"We agreed to have dinner together, and he came to you for dinner." Cheng Yu said, "You didn't keep him, nor did you invite him to join you. Instead, you came to me."

Even when he was extremely angry, he still had his rationality.

He was really upset at the time; he had never been humiliated by a woman like that before. As he walked outside, the cold wind blew away his arrogance in an instant.

So he made a bet.

Cheng Yu was confident in himself, even though he had just been kicked down from upstairs.

At this time, Cheng Yu slowly opened his eyes, and finally looked at her with a smile, which could barely be considered happy. "I bet you came here by yourself. I win, Zhou Zhou, you have to admit it."

Having said that, it was impossible for Zhou Zhou not to understand.

She was not a naive and romantic girl, and Cheng Yu could not fool her with just a few words, so he did not ask her to admit anything, but Zhou Zhou knew what to admit.

Should she admit that the balance in her heart has begun to tip?

Last time at the gate of the community, Cheng Yu wanted to bring her food but was rejected, and they had a big quarrel about it. Yan Yiqi went home with her and they had lunch together.

This time, Cheng Yu was sitting in her house, and Yan Yiqi was a guest. She left Yan Yiqi aside and now sat next to Cheng Yu.

The same thing changed dramatically in a short period of time.

She didn't even know how it happened.

Zhou Zhou recalled their little moments, which were either quarrels or making love, floating up and down in bitterness and pleasure, and there seemed to be no rare warm moments.

When did it collapse?

Her heart felt like a sponge, instantly heavy. She spoke with difficulty, and tried to argue for herself: "I told you to go down and wait for me."

"You don't have to care about my feelings." Cheng Yu said lightly.

By this point, she was deflated.

Zhou Zhou nodded.

Cheng Yu curled his lips slightly at her admission.

"But I'm also pretty stupid." He changed the subject, the syllables he hummed sounding self-deprecating. "Zhou Zhou, I've waited for you twice today without any results. I have to admit it."

Zhou Zhou hummed again.

She leaned against the side of the car window, her eyes unfocused, unable to find a place to rest. Occasionally, a light from outside the window flashed across her face, so dim that it was hard to see clearly.

Her eyelashes are very long, casting a small shadow when she closes her eyes.

Today has been too long.

A blind date with someone whose relationship ended, a quarrel that spread to the downstairs of the hotel, admitting one's own interests, a brief moment of satisfaction and warmth, which then burned into a raging anger.

Now, they are in a new round of "negotiations".

It was just evening.

Zhou Zhou said: "What is the intention of saying these words?"

"Zhou Zhou, today is the confession session."

The man who had stood still since getting in the car suddenly came over and pushed her, who had been leaning against the window, into the corner of the back seat. "I'm saying make up for your emotions, your last bit of patience, be good. It's me and you too—if you can understand."

His voice was very soft.

Unlike his usual casual tone, he spoke seriously.

Cheng Yu was a body height taller than her, his eyes lowered as they met hers.

There was a burning fire in his eyes, and the laziness was gone, without the unfathomable and unpredictable look. Only a sharp focus remained.

Outside, traffic continued to flow, the world was bustling and noisy, a window blocking out the bustle. They were in the midst of the hustle and bustle, yet completely absorbed in their own world, now with only each other.

If she could understand.

——If you can understand, I don’t want to quarrel with you.

If she could understand.

Zhou Zhou exhaled lightly: "Cheng Yu, this is not you."

She added, "Cheng Yu, this is different from what we agreed upon at the beginning. You broke the rules."