[242. Start living together]

Zheng Xuhe didn’t know what he was thinking, but he let him do whatever he wanted.

He glanced at the road in front of the car and saw that they were about to enter a tunnel, so he slowly reached out his hand and pulled Cheng Qingxing a little closer to him.

Cheng Qingxing was stunned for a few seconds, and when he tried to support himself, his surroundings suddenly became dark.

The car suddenly entered the tunnel, and he realized why Zheng Xuhe was protecting him.

He sat in his seat obediently, then said with a smile: "You must have been waiting for me for a long time."

Zheng Xuhe couldn't quite understand what he said. In the dark tunnel, he slowly approached Cheng Qingxing's face. To be honest, he really wanted to see his face clearly now.

I wanted to see his expression and why he suddenly said such a thing.

"Why do you suddenly say this?" Zheng Xuhe asked in confusion.

"No, I just noticed that you seem to have white hair." Cheng Qingxing smiled helplessly and said, "To be honest, I just realized that you are already this old."

"What do you mean I'm this age now?" Zheng Xuhe was obviously unhappy when he heard this.

They were obviously the same age, and if he remembered correctly, Cheng Qingxing was actually a few months older than him.

Cheng Qingxing did not answer him, but just leaned in his arms, thinking silently in his heart.

He was thinking, how long he and Zheng Xuhe have been entangled, and if they continue like this, there is actually not much time left.

"Sometimes I wonder if you will be tired if you keep waiting like this." Cheng Qingxing said in a low voice, "But it seems that it is not so easy for me to promise you directly."

Everyone may have two sides, so he is always testing the person in front of him.

Zheng Xuhe was slightly stunned, then smiled softly, with a hint of helplessness in his voice: "Qingxing, why are you doing this?"

Cheng Qingxing leaned on Zheng Xuhe's shoulder, smiled slightly, with a hint of relief in his eyes: "I just think that the things between us may really take time to resolve."

Zheng Xuhe patted Cheng Qingxing's back gently, with a hint of tenderness in his voice: "Time is not a problem for us."

Cheng Qingxing nodded. He knew that Zheng Xuhe's patience was unlimited, but he also knew that he couldn't drag it on forever.

He needed an answer, an answer that would make both himself and Zheng Xuhe feel relieved.

"Xuhe," Cheng Qingxing said softly, with a hint of determination in his eyes, "I will give you an answer, but I need time. During this time, I will think about it carefully."

Zheng Xuhe smiled slightly and kissed Cheng Qingxing's forehead gently: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

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Cheng Qingxing officially moved into Zheng Xuhe's home, but this time it was not the small apartment like last time, but his private villa on the top of the mountain.

This villa was bought by Zheng Xuhe after he became famous. It is located in a relatively remote location in Jinghai and basically no one can enter.

This area is private and can only be entered or exited by private cars.

So there will be no paparazzi following, and even less so-called private fans, and everything will be safe.

But Cheng Qingxing doesn’t seem to like this kind of environment very much.

Being too far away from the crowd made him feel a little uneasy.

As soon as I entered Zheng Xuhe’s home, I found that this house was really cold and the whole house had a very gloomy tone.

He looked back at Zheng Xuhe blankly. Zheng Xuhe was on the phone, apparently dealing with some company matters.

At this time, the housekeeper came over and said to him with a smile: "Mr. Cheng, don't worry, Master Zheng has already told us that a room has been prepared for you."

Cheng Qingxing nodded subconsciously, then followed the housekeeper to the second floor.

When the housekeeper opened the door for him, he was stunned. How come this room was exactly the same as the room he had lived in before in Zheng Xuhe's apartment?

"This room?" Cheng Qingxing asked the housekeeper tentatively, "Is it newly renovated?"

"How did you know?" The housekeeper asked in a surprised tone, "We rearranged it yesterday. Master Zheng said that this might make you sleep more comfortably."

Cheng Qingxing smiled and nodded, and then the housekeeper asked the servants to move all his daily necessities into the room.

"I can do it myself." Cheng Qingxing saw his suitcase being carried in, and he directly took the things in the servant's hand.

The housekeeper was a person who could read his master's face very well, and he reacted immediately. Cheng Qingxing was also a person who didn't like others touching things in his room, so he nodded and asked all the servants around him to leave.

"Then you can clean up first. If you need anything, just call me. I'll be there whenever you call."

Cheng Qingxing nodded and smiled awkwardly.

To be honest, he was not quite used to this kind of life.

He had become accustomed to the poor life, to living alone at home, and even more accustomed to doing things by himself.

Living in this big villa all of a sudden and being served by a group of people would make him feel very insecure.

He packed up the things in his room, put the pillows and quilt covers on the bed, looked at the colorful daily necessities he had taken out, and suddenly realized something.

It turns out that the things I like are so different from Zheng Xuhe’s.

Cheng Qingxing always thought that he was a very mature adult, but now looking at himself like this, he found that compared with Zheng Xuhe, he seemed a little childish.

I don’t like black and white clothes, nor do I like suits.

His clothes are all warm colors, orange and brown at most. He also likes to drink milk tea and sweet cakes.

He and Zheng Xuhe are from completely different worlds.

"How come people change in the opposite direction as they get older?" Cheng Qingxing couldn't help but complain in a low voice.

He remembered that when he was in college, he didn't like warm colors so much.

When Cheng Qingxing was in school, he liked to wear white. Everyone said that white suited his temperament, it was clean and gentle, and had a scholarly air.

Although he felt that this description was very different from his own personality, he liked it very much.

As he grew older, he began to like orange. Of course, he also liked pink, but Bai Zhian told him that he looked disgusting in pink, so he gave up on pink.

"Have you packed up?" The door of the room was opened and Zheng Xuhe walked in. "If you have packed up, I will take you to visit this small villa."

Cheng Qingxing looked back at Zheng Xuhe. He had already changed into a suit and looked like he was going out. He would probably have other things to do later.

"Give me ten minutes, I'll be done in no time." Cheng Qingxing took out his clothes and sorted them out, "It'll be done in no time."

Zheng Xuhe couldn't help but smile as he watched him busying around, feeling an indescribable sense of happiness.

"Okay, I'll wait for you downstairs."