Chapter 29 "Is it comfortable?" "Then let's stay together forever, okay..."

Jiang Chuyu made up an excuse to part ways with Caiyan, and then slowly moved towards the back door.

The lights at the back door of the teaching building are always dimmer than those in other areas.

Gu Zeming leaned against the wall, his slender figure half-hidden in the shadows.

Hearing footsteps, he didn't even look up, but his voice carried a hint of amusement. "Afraid of even your boyfriend?"

Jiang Chuyu walked over at a snail's pace, lowering her voice to accuse, "Who gave you the audacity to read love poems in class?"

"Just for this?" Gu Zeming looked up at her angry, bitter face, his eyes revealing an unreadable emotion in the dim light.

Jiang Chuyu said seriously, "With everyone watching, you openly flirted with your girlfriend. Isn't that serious enough? You've completely disgraced handsome guys."

Gu Zeming suddenly laughed.

He reached out and grabbed Jiang Chuyu's wrist, gently pulling her deeper into the shadows.

Jiang Chuyu stumbled and almost bumped into his arms, but quickly braced herself against his chest with both hands.

"I just did what you wrote in your diary." He lowered his head and whispered in her ear, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe.

"Can we not talk about the diary?" Jiang Chuyu muttered. "I haven't even settled the score with you for secretly reading my diary back then."

"I saw it by accident," Gu Zeming corrected her, his fingers gently stroking the inside of her wrist. "You're a restless sleeper, and you knocked it to the ground. I picked it up just as it was turned inside out."

"Then you shouldn't have..."

"Shouldn't your wish be granted?" Gu Zeming raised an eyebrow. "I thought one of the responsibilities of a boyfriend was to fulfill all of his girlfriend's expectations."

Jiang Chuyu opened her mouth, but found herself speechless.

The diary was filled with her morbid longing for him and her insane ramblings. She believed that as long as no one found out, it was her own business and had nothing to do with him.

But now, Gu Zeming, who was once out of reach, is standing in front of her, holding her hand and saying things like "a boyfriend should fulfill all his girlfriend's expectations." She feels her mind go blank.

That diary has become evidence of her love for him, and it is impossible to destroy it.

Gu Zeming seemed to sense her embarrassment, slipped his fingers between hers, and gently held them together. "Let's go, if we keep standing here, we'll really get caught."

The early summer evening breeze was slightly cool. Gu Zeming took her hand and led her away from the crowd into a small path.

Rows of sycamore trees lined both sides of the road, their leaves rustling overhead.

Their fingers intertwined, and occasionally Gu Zeming would gently brush his thumb against the back of her hand.

Jiang Chuyu felt like a thief, and tried several times to pull her hand back, but he gripped it even tighter.

"I have an archery competition on Friday, will you come to watch?" Gu Zeming suddenly asked.

Jiang Chuyu was troubled, "If I go, won't it be too obvious?"

"What's obvious?"

“Obviously I… came to see you,” she said softly. “I never used to go to the stadium.”

Gu Zeming chuckled lightly, "If you don't say anything, no one will know you came to see me."

Jiang Chuyu nodded, then remembered something, "But eyes don't lie."

"Since that's the case," Gu Zeming squeezed her hand, "you might as well admit that you came to see me."

Don't push your luck!

"Just kidding." Gu Zeming grabbed Jiang Chuyu's hand, which was pretending to hit him. "To be honest, I don't like this kind of hiding. We haven't done anything wrong."

Jiang Chuyu remained silent for a while.

She certainly didn't like it either, but the thought of facing her classmates' probing gazes and endless questions made her feel suffocated.

Moreover, she had promised Jiang Shan that she would handle her personal relationship issues properly and not cause any further complications.

"We agreed to keep it a secret, whether now or after we break up, and never let anyone find out," she rationally reminded him, and also reminded herself.

Gu Zeming glanced at her and didn't insist any further.

Turning onto a quieter side street, the sand underfoot made a soft, crunching sound.

The lights of the distant teaching building looked like floating lanterns, hazy and illusory.

At the end of the path is an artificial lake, whose surface at night is like a mirror, reflecting scattered lights.

Gu Zeming pulled her to sit down on a bench by the lake.

Far from the main road, with no one around, only the occasional chirping of insects and the sound of the wind blowing through the lotus leaves.

The two sat quietly for a while, and Jiang Chuyu thought of a question.

"So," she hesitated for a moment, "when did you start liking me?"

Gu Zeming looked up at the night sky, thought for a moment, and said, "I forgot."

"Oh, if you don't want to talk about it, then forget it!"

Intuitively sensing that he was lying to her, Jiang Chuyu stood up, walked to the lakeside, and left him with only an angry back view.

The moonlight, like a thin veil, gently covered the surface of the lake.

She squatted down on the shore, her fingertips tracing the cool lake water, stirring up ripples.

Gu Zeming lowered his eyes and glanced at her.

Even with her back to the bench, Jiang Chuyu could still clearly feel his gaze.

"Have you had enough fun?" His voice came from behind, low and slow.

Jiang Chuyu didn't say anything, but stirred the water even more vigorously.

The bench made a slight creaking sound.

Gu Zeming stood up.

The footsteps drew closer, finally stopping less than a meter behind her.

The air was slightly cool at night.

His cool, refreshing aura gradually drew closer, eventually enveloping her completely.

“It could be at first sight,” Gu Zeming suddenly answered her question, his voice carrying that familiar, heart-pounding cool tone, “It could be when you were loved, or when someone kissed you, or it could be every single moment in the past…”

Jiang Chuyu's ear root is hot.

She bit her lip, her fingers unconsciously drawing circles in the water.

“Even now, with your back ramrod straight, your hair hanging down and half your face covered,” he stared intently at her, his voice lowering slightly, “I still love how your ears are so red they can’t be hidden.”

"You!" Jiang Chuyu turned her head sharply, only to meet his smiling eyes.

In the moonlight, those eyes were dark and deep, so profound that they made her gasp for breath.

He crouched down to be at her eye level.

"Finally, you're looking at me?"

Jiang Chuyu looked away in a panic, her heart pounding wildly. Reluctantly, she scooped up a handful of lake water and tossed it back.

Water splashed onto Gu Zeming's face and chest, instantly soaking his white shirt.

Jiang Chu was stunned.

She didn't expect it to actually hit her.

With Gu Zeming's skills, he could have easily dodged it.

"Why didn't you dodge?!" Jiang Chuyu stood up helplessly and hurriedly rummaged through her bag for tissues.

Gu Zeming looked down at her.

Water droplets slid down his jawline, flowing over his prominent Adam's apple.

His eyelashes were also wet, shimmering in the moonlight.

“Come here,” he said.

Jiang Chuyu held a tissue and hesitated before taking a step closer.

Gu Zeming suddenly grabbed her wrist and gently pulled her, causing her to lose her balance and fall onto his lap.

"You fouled!" Jiang Chuyu exclaimed, but he immediately covered her mouth.

"Shh, if you shout too loudly, someone will hear you."

Jiang Chuyu shut her mouth tightly and dared not move.

After a few seconds, she asked, "Aren't you feeling unwell?"

"I feel terrible."

Gu Zeming kissed her neck and took a deep breath.

"Go ahead and wipe it." He released his grip, leaned back on the bench, and looked completely at ease.

Jiang Chuyu's hands trembled slightly as she gently wiped away the water droplets from his face, from his forehead to his brow bone, and then to the bridge of his high nose.

Gu Zeming looked up at her, letting her fingertips touch his skin through the tissue.

When Jiang Chuyu touched his slightly parted lips, her movements suddenly stopped.

His breath brushed against her fingers, warm and damp.

Jiang Chuyu involuntarily held her breath.

The night was cool, and the moon shone brightly in the sky.

He leaned back on the bench, looking up at her. His shirt collar was slightly open, his lips and Adam's apple were wet, and he looked somewhat dejected and vulnerable.

It's often said that a man's sense of heartbreak is a woman's stimulant.

Jiang Chuyu wholeheartedly agreed.

Looking into those deep, dark eyes, she felt a sudden wave of dizziness, as if she were being sucked into that darkness.

"It's not clean yet, keep going," he urged her in a low voice, his voice hoarse.

Jiang Chuyu moved her hand to his shirt collar.

The tissue was quickly soaked through, so she simply used her hands to wipe away the water stains.

The moment her fingertips touched his collarbone, Gu Zeming's breathing became noticeably heavier.

He was seducing her.

He's definitely seducing her!

"Could you...stop breathing?" Jiang Chuyu whispered, unaware of how unreasonable her words were.

Gu Zeming suddenly laughed, the vibration of his chest traveling through his thin shirt to her palm. "Why?"

“Because the moment you breathe, I…” Jiang Chuyu couldn’t control herself any longer. She cupped his face in her hands and looked directly into his eyes. “Gu Zeming.”

"Um?"

I want to kiss you.

Gu Zeming's long eyelashes fluttered as he squinted at her, gently rubbing his cheek against her palm.

Hold.

Jiang Chuyu's eyes were bloodshot; she was completely furious.

She felt a tingling sensation spread from her palms throughout her body. She tried to maintain her pitiful composure, but Gu Zeming's gaze was like a net, trapping her firmly.

Jiang Chuyu lowered her head and leaned closer as if bewitched.

The moment her lips touched his, they both let out a barely audible sigh.

Gu Zeming wrapped one arm around her waist, pressing her closer to him, while his other hand touched her back, his long fingers hooking the buttons of her undershirt.

Jiang Chuyu was startled and tried to push him away, but he hugged her even tighter.

Gu Zeming kissed her while looking up at her, not letting her escape at all.

"Sweetie, kiss me harder."

"How about you stick your tongue in yourself?"

"Stop talking!"

Jiang Chuyu thought he was a devil.

How could she have ever thought he was so innocent?

He is desire itself!

In a moment of distraction, I felt a sharp pain in my lower back.

Jiang Chuyu came to her senses and gasped for breath.

Gu Zeming gently sucked on the tip of her tongue, finally letting go of her, then deliberately tilted his face up so she could see his eyes and expression, which were filled with lust.

No wonder I covered her eyes during our first kiss; it was because I was really horny.

She's going crazy just from looking at it now.

Jiang Chuyu raised her hand to cover her eyes, but he quickly pulled it off.

Gu Zeming pulled her hand and spoke in a calm, indifferent voice, saying things that drove people crazy.

"Can you hold my head yourself?"

The last thread in Jiang Chuyu's mind snapped.

The more virtuous and upright he appeared, the more she wanted to defile him and make him even dirtier.

The body's baser instincts are stirring.

Jiang Chuyu gave up thinking and hugged his head with both hands.

A few croaks of frogs came from afar, and the lake surface rippled.

The world is vast, and all the noise and worldly affairs become distant and unimportant.

Jiang Chuyu's world was now only filled with Gu Zeming's presence, his warmth, and his ever-deepening kisses.

When the two finally separated, her legs were too weak to stand, and she could only cling to his shoulders.

Gu Zeming helped her straighten her clothes, his thumb tracing her swollen lips, his eyes darkening.

"Is it comfortable?" His voice was tinged with laughter.

Jiang Chuyu gave a muffled "hmm".

Gu Zeming gently stroked her hair and asked casually, "Then let's be together forever, okay?"

Jiang Chuyu paused for a moment, buried her face in his shoulder, and shook her head.

His shirt was still wet, clinging to her cheek, cool and refreshing.

After a while, once her breathing had calmed down, Gu Zeming glanced at the time and pulled her up from the bench.

"It's almost curfew time, I'll walk you back to your dorm."

Hand in hand, they walked to the main road, where Gu Zeming let go of her.

"You go first."

Jiang Chuyu hesitated for a moment, then walked forward about five meters with her schoolbag on her back, and he followed from behind.

The two walked slowly toward Ziqing Garden, one after the other, like strangers.

Jiang Chuyu kicked a pebble at her feet.

She knew Gu Zeming was following her, she knew he was watching her, but she couldn't turn around.

Looking back will make you soft-hearted, and hesitation will lead to defeat.

Jiang Chuyu returned to the girls' dormitory building just before curfew, paused, and turned to glance behind her.

Gu Zeming stood under the same tree, silently staring at her.

The distance was a bit far, and Jiang Chuyu couldn't see his expression clearly. She could only vaguely make out his shadow, which was pitch black and seemed to be sinking into darkness.

Jiang Chuyu withdrew her gaze and took a deep breath.

There are only two days left until it ends. If you're a little more ruthless, she'll have a bright future.

Jiang Chuyu gritted her teeth and ran upstairs.

When I got back to the dorm, all my roommates were there.

Jiang Chuyu put her schoolbag on the table, turned around and went to the bathroom, where she bumped into Caiyan at the door.

"Hey, why do you smell so faintly fragrant?" Caiyan asked, sniffing her neck as she applied toner. "It smells quite nice. Did you wear perfume?"

"No." Jiang Chuyu lowered her head to smell her cuffs, puzzled. "Are you kidding me? I can't smell it myself."

“I’m not lying to you.” Caiyan touched her collarbone with her fingertips, which were still damp with toner. “You really do have a faint, cool scent of ebony on you. I think I’ve smelled it somewhere before…”

Jiang Chuyu stood frozen in place.

In the short few days she had been dating Gu Zeming, she thought nothing had changed, but unknowingly, her body had become tainted with his scent.

Afraid that her roommate would notice something, she quickly changed the subject: "It's probably the scent of the laundry detergent."

Caiyan looked at her suspiciously.

Jiang Chuyu felt a chill run down her spine from her gaze and said, "Oh dear, I need to wash up now, so I'll use the bathroom for a bit."

"All right."

Caiyan left the bathroom, finally stopping her scrutiny of Jiang Chuyu, but the doubts in her heart did not dissipate. Considering that Jiang Chuyu had been making excuses to leave the dormitory group in the past few days, it was really suspicious.

Caiyan decided to find an opportunity to question her properly.