Chapter 47 A Perverse Taste

Luo Xincheng went on a trip to Northern Europe just a few days after finishing the college entrance examination. She also left the class group chat early on. She was having so much fun every day that she didn't have time to look at her phone, so she didn't have any time to pay attention to her ex-boyfriend's college entrance examination results.

Dozens of top scorers in the college entrance examination are produced every year, and she couldn't be bothered to pay attention to them anyway, since they had nothing to do with her and couldn't possibly be her.

Now, the drawbacks of being out of touch with the news have finally become apparent, and before we knew it, someone had tricked us again.

This reminded her of when she first became deskmates with Fu Zhiheng. After the first major exam, she was bored and asked Fu Zhiheng what he thought of the difficulty of the exam and whether he was confident of getting first place in the grade.

Back then, Fu Zhiheng was a man of few words, rarely uttering more than a few words throughout the day, and he maintained a somewhat aloof and arrogant demeanor, like a top student.

Upon hearing the question, he calmly adjusted his glasses before saying, "The difficulty of the exam... exceeded my expectations; I didn't perform exceptionally well."

The clueless Luo Xincheng immediately assumed that he thought the test was a bit difficult, and nodded in agreement, "Indeed, this test was really hard. I didn't do several of the big questions in the math and physics sections."

At this point, Fu Zhiheng turned his head and glanced at her.

Luo Xincheng, who was still completely unaware of his character, did not understand the deeper meaning behind his glance. Recalling what he had just said about his mediocre performance, she comforted him instead, "You usually study so hard, even if you didn't perform well this time, you shouldn't fall out of the top five in the grade, right? Don't worry."

After listening, Fu Zhiheng remained silent for a long time until the preparatory bell rang, at which point Luo Xincheng heard him whisper a thank you.

At the time, she thought he was very shy. It wasn't until a few days later, when the exam results came out and she saw several perfect scores on his report card, that she vaguely understood the blank space in his long silence during the break.

Maybe they're trying to figure out if she's being sarcastic or not. A top student who's always been number one in the grade is suddenly being questioned about whether she'll fall out of the top five...

She took a deep breath, folded her report card, and turned to him with a forced smile, asking, "Didn't you say the test was more difficult than expected and you didn't do very well?"

Was he just average, yet still ranked first in his grade? What kind of ultimate Versailles is this?

Looking at the report card, Fu Zhiheng said methodically, "It was unexpectedly easy, especially math and physics. The final, most challenging question was too..."

So when she finished complaining about not having done several of the big questions, the way he turned to look at her was because he was questioning her intelligence?

Absolutely!

The withdrawn Luo Xincheng lay on the table, darkly speculating about Fu Zhiheng's psychological process, "When I 'comforted' you that you wouldn't fall out of the top five in the grade, were you feeling particularly smug, just waiting for the report card to come out so you could slap me in the face?"

Fu Zhiheng shook his head, then handed over his math and physics test papers, deliberately placing one side of the major questions on top so that she could see the full steps to solve the problems at a glance.

Luo Xincheng slammed his fist on the table in anger, “What do you mean? Are you provoking me?!”

"..." Fu Zhiheng pursed his lips and said weakly, "I've written out the steps for these questions in great detail. Take a look, and if you don't understand, I can help you..."

Luo Xincheng declared that she wouldn't buy it and immediately pushed his test paper back, muttering, "I won't accept charity!"

Fu Zhiheng: "..."

Once bitten, twice shy; after that, Luo Xincheng never asked about his exam results again.

Later, when she heard that he was going to participate in a math competition, she had been holding it in for many days. Finally, the day after he returned from the competition, she couldn't contain her overflowing curiosity and asked him how he felt about the questions and whether he had a chance to enter the CMO.

His expression was much more serious that day, and his tone wasn't very confident. "I'll do my best and leave the rest to fate. Anyway, I've finished all the questions."

Seeing his demeanor, the naive Luo Xincheng thought he was doomed and might be eliminated.

But by then Fu Zhiheng was already her boyfriend, so she couldn't say anything sarcastic or hurtful to him... well, mainly because she was afraid of being proven wrong later. So in the end, Luo Xincheng gave him a comforting hug but didn't say anything.

He kept saying "do your best and leave the rest to fate," as if he was always going to be eliminated, but in reality, he won the IMO gold medal smoothly and successfully.

Luo Xincheng was speechless.

During her high school years, the male classmates around her were a mixed bag. Some would take a few steps and then shoot a basketball, showing off all the time. Others always had a deadpan expression, looking down on everyone in the room, and would occasionally tilt their heads back at a 45-degree angle to show off their sharp jawline. Still others were always cursing and swearing, forming gangs and becoming school bullies...

Amidst a sea of ​​strange and wonderful characters, Fu Zhiheng, a boy who only knew how to study diligently every day, was taciturn, exuded a faint sense of human nature, and occasionally had a bit of humor, immediately stood out and successfully attracted Luo Xincheng's attention.

She exclaimed more than once, "He's like a lotus rising from the mud, untainted by its filth!" It's so rare to find a normal guy like him who doesn't put on airs, act profound, or try to be cool!

It wasn't until after they had been dating for a while that she realized that he wasn't completely unpretentious; he was just pretending passively. He was the type who would be fine if she didn't ask about his grades, but if she did, she would definitely be secretly showing off his achievements.

"Ugh, I can't stand your smug face!"

Luo Xincheng cupped Fu Zhiheng's cheeks and kneaded his face haphazardly like dough.

"You've got to show off again! Aren't you feeling smug? Say something!"

"You triggered the passive skill, right?"

Luo Xincheng ignored his feigned ignorance and began to subtly try to figure out his thoughts, "Were you just waiting for me to ask that question? Hmm? Did you feel especially good when you were asked it?"

Fu Zhiheng smiled, his eyes crinkling, his eye bags puffing out, revealing a mischievous boyish charm. "Now that you mention it, it does seem a little..."

"Just a little bit?" Luo Xincheng didn't believe him and pressed her advantage, squeezing him into a goldfish mouth.

Fu Zhiheng, who had been secretly pleased with himself, pleaded as he held her hand, "Let's not talk about this anymore..."

His cheek rubbed against her palm, the soft ends of his hair brushing against her fingertips. As he rubbed, he let out a soft, coquettish hum, "He's been criticizing me the whole time, he hasn't said a single word of praise..."

Luo Xincheng was so annoyed by his nagging that she finally gave up. "Okay, okay, I won't say anything more... I'm relieved to know that you didn't starve yourself for three days to go to Chicago."

"No, I won't," he denied softly. "If I starve for too long, I'll definitely become pale and emaciated. Even if I find you in Chicago, I won't dare to meet you. You'll definitely despise me."

He continued, "Back then, you might have had another boyfriend, tall and handsome, and when you see me, your ex-boyfriend, looking so ugly, you might even regret ever dating someone like me..."

Before he knew it, he had imagined a whole new drama. Luo Xincheng reasonably suspected, "Are you perhaps a potential NTR enthusiast? Why do you always like to create imaginary enemies for yourself?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Zhiheng's eyes widened in surprise, and then he fell into a long silence.

Luo Xincheng thought he was reflecting on himself, but after less than two minutes, he heard him ask in a serious tone, "What does NTR mean?"

Luo Xincheng: "..."

NTR, how am I supposed to explain what NTR means to you...?

Having inadvertently revealed her wide range of interests, Luo Xincheng quickly changed the subject, "It's not important. Where were we? Oh right, I remember you often did part-time jobs on weekends during high school, and also during winter and summer vacations. You must have saved up quite a bit of money..."

Fu Zhiheng nodded in agreement, then picked up his phone.

The light from the screen instantly caught Luo Xincheng's attention.

"what you do?"

"Look up what NTR means."

"!!!" Luo Xincheng rushed over to snatch his phone, her voice stern but her voice weak, "You're not allowed to check!"

She gripped his phone tightly in her hand, and as she snatched it away, Fu Zhiheng pulled her into his arms.

Luo Xincheng suddenly realized what was happening when her head hit his chest. She tugged at him through his shirt and said, "You were faking it, weren't you? You know perfectly well what NTR means, but you're just pretending to be innocent in front of me, aren't you?!"

She poked his chest indignantly, accusing him, "You're so scheming."

Fu Zhiheng felt like he was in a situation he couldn't clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River. "No, I really don't know what it means. You won't tell me, and you won't let me look it up myself..."

"Don't check!" Feeling uncomfortable being held like that, Luo Xincheng quickly pushed him away and forcefully took his phone away. "We're talking about serious matters, can you please not dart into other random things?"

If she hadn't said anything, Fu Zhiheng wouldn't have known they were talking about so-called 'serious business'. "Does my source of income count as serious business?"

"Compared to NTR, this is a pretty serious matter, okay?" Luo Xincheng turned on his phone, looked at the numeric password that popped up on the screen, and used her own birthday without thinking.

It actually unlocked!

Her eyes lit up, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up, but when she met Fu Zhiheng's bright eyes, she still said insincerely, "Don't think I'm praising you. Using your girlfriend's birthday as your phone password is the most basic thing. What about your bank card password someday..."

"It's yours too."

"..."

The answer, given without hesitation, made Luo Xincheng's mouth swell into a wavy line as she smiled, looking like she wanted to laugh but couldn't.

"Then you're finished." She coughed lightly, feigning indifference, and said, "The day you make me angry, I'll steal all your bank cards."

He smiled. "Are you sure it was 'stolen'?"

As she opened WeChat and scrolled through the chat history one by one, he remained completely open and honest, showing no sign of guilt, and even had the mind to joke, "I feel like you're going to just grab it."

Luo Xincheng scoffed, realizing that he had pinned her to the top of his chat list, and all the messages she opened afterward were work-related, completely extinguishing her interest in checking up on him.

"Not continuing?"

Seeing her log out of WeChat, Fu Zhiheng sounded quite regretful.

Luo Xincheng glanced at him, bluntly exposing his little scheme, "Were you just waiting for the day I'd check up on you? Did you just want to hear me praise you for being good and obedient?"

Fu Zhiheng gave a muffled "hmm," feeling his heart pounding wildly. "You know perfectly well what I want to hear, but you just won't say it. How wicked of you..."

"I'm afraid you'll get arrogant." Luo Xincheng swiped his phone, skillfully opening the account management of various apps. "No alternate accounts?"

His head rested on her shoulder, his eyes vacant, and he exuded a dullness that suggested he had lost his soul and was merely an empty shell. "No."

"So self-aware." Having thoroughly checked all his accounts on various social media platforms, Luo Xincheng, whose voyeuristic desires were greatly satisfied, put down her phone, then cupped his face and gave him a smiling kiss.

As they kissed, her fingers would intentionally or unintentionally scratch his chin, and she would mumble praises, "So good, so good..."

This made Fu Zhiheng feel like she was coaxing a cat or a dog.

But suddenly receiving a reward, he had no time to think about those messy things anymore. He almost trembled as he hugged her, passionately teasing her lips with the tip of his tongue, wanting to get further entanglement and caress.

The wonderful atmosphere came to an abrupt end.

Fu Zhiheng, still a little dazed from being pushed away, asked anxiously and nervously, "Did I do something wrong?"

He quickly explained, "I only had a drink on the yacht, and there's no other taste in my mouth."

“I know.” Luo Xincheng glanced at the time on her phone and said with an honest expression, “But I should go home. I’ve been dawdling in the car for too long.”

"..." He touched his lips, still warm from her touch, a wave of resentment washing over him. He murmured to himself, "It was intentional..."

Luo Xincheng quickly kissed his cheeks, the gesture conveying an indescribable perfunctory feeling.

"Okay, okay? Want to do it again next time?"

He gazed intently at her, most of his body enveloped in the soft blue light, his sigh as light as a feather.

What can we do if they misbehave?

I wonder what she'll do next.

Author's Note: I originally planned to finish the main story at 200,000 words, but I really enjoy writing about the mushy, pointless interactions between young lovers [melted emoji]. I accidentally wrote too much again. I hope I can finish it within 250,000 words [melted emoji].