Chapter 25 Beyond the ravines of Cuba Liberty lies an even more hidden depth…

"Do you want to sleep in the bed?"

The sound wasn't loud, but it was loud enough for Jiang Shiyu to hear clearly.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Shiyu was stunned. He sat up from the sofa, somewhat unable to believe his ears.

Seeing that Jiang Shiyu was just sitting there motionless, and this scene lasted for about ten seconds, Shen Cen continued, "If you don't want it, then forget it."

want.

Of course!

Jiang Shiyu, clutching the pillow as if afraid that Shen Cen would regret his next words, quickly walked to the bedside and put the pillow down.

Even though he usually acted carefree and playful, enjoying teasing Shen Cen, he actually became a little nervous at this moment. Although he knew that the two of them were simply lying in the same bed and nothing would happen, he still trembled all over and his breathing became rapid.

Shen Cen felt the same way. As soon as Jiang Shiyu got into bed, his unique scent enveloped her domineeringly. She dared not move, afraid of accidentally touching him.

After a long while, she heard Jiang Shiyu say, "Chen Cen, come here a little, okay?"

Perhaps because he hadn't spoken in a long time, the man's voice was a little hoarse when he first opened his mouth, but it sounded even more sexy and magnetic.

Shen Cen immediately became alert and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Jiang Shiyu chuckled softly and gently tapped Shen Cen on the head:

"What are you thinking? You've taken the blanket from me, I'm freezing to death."

When Shen Cen looked, it was true. She liked to hold something in her hands when she slept, so she gradually took the blanket away, covering half of it with her body and tucking the other half between her legs.

As for Jiang Shiyu, there wasn't a trace of a blanket on him.

She turned around, smiled sheepishly, and slowly moved the blanket back to Jiang Shiyu. However, the blanket was a bit small for two people. When Shen Cen pulled the blanket back to Jiang Shiyu, she realized that her back was exposed and directly in front of the cold air conditioner, making her shiver.

Jiang Shiyu noticed and gestured for her to come closer, but Shen Cen hesitated and did not move.

Jiang Shiyu said helplessly, "I'm not going to eat you."

Since Shen Cen didn't move, he took the initiative to move closer to Shen Cen.

The distance between the two was instantly reduced to only an inch, so close that if Shen Cen bent her head slightly, she would bury herself in the man's firm chest.

She didn't dare to move at all; her whole body froze.

A warm breath came from above my head:

"What did Guangyi say to you during the day?"

Shen Cen hadn't expected Jiang Shiyu to suddenly bring up Guangyi's topic. After a two-second silence, she replied:

"Guangyi said they will start developing the new dungeon in mid-August. I will participate in their planning discussions for the first two months, so I will be going there more frequently. After the plan is finalized, it will be easier. It will basically be online work, and I only need to go to Guangyi for a meeting once a month."

When it came to work, Shen Cen became noticeably more talkative, and his tense body unconsciously relaxed.

"It seems you really enjoy this job."

"Well, I play Guangyi's games myself, and this job is related to my major, so it's quite meaningful."

"Then I hope that Teacher Shen will become a great game designer soon."

Jiang Shiyu propped himself up with one hand, his head resting lazily on it. If viewed from behind, it would appear as if he were holding Chen Cen in his arms.

His eyes were smiling, and his expression towards the woman was full of tenderness, affection, and a hint of appreciation and pride.

Shen Cen covered his mouth and chuckled: "I wouldn't dare call myself a game designer, but it's still quite an achievement to be able to play the game I designed myself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Cen felt that the sentence sounded familiar, as if it came from the depths of his memory.

She remembered that a friend of hers from her childhood had mentioned it.

“I remember a friend of mine when I was a child who said the same thing to me, and I may have been influenced by him in some way.”

Jiang Shiyu raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his smile: "Oh? You mean that friend whose dream is to design a game?"

Shen Cen's eyes widened in surprise: "How did you know?"

"Fool,"

Jiang Shiyu gently tapped Shen Cen's forehead again. "Didn't you tell me that back at Grandma's house?"

"Oh, oh." Shen Cen then remembered.

She reached out and scratched the spot Jiang Shiyu had just touched, it was a little itchy, then reached out and touched the same spot on Jiang Shiyu's forehead again, "I'm not stupid."

Jiang Shiyu chuckled: "You can't even remember your own friend's name, yet you say you're not stupid."

Speaking of this, Shen Cen felt a pang of guilt: "I moved away in such a hurry back then that I didn't even ask for their contact information."

Fu Meihua's divorce was very decisive back then. From deciding to divorce to moving out with Shen Cen, it only took two days. Shen Cen felt like he had just woken up from a dream and found himself in a different place.

"But maybe they don't even remember me anymore," she could only console herself with this thought.

Jiang Shiyu said quietly, "Do you think everyone is as heartless as you?"

Shen Cen met Jiang Shiyu's undisguised resentment. She always felt that Jiang Shiyu's tone was far too sarcastic when he talked about this, but she couldn't figure out why he cared so much about it.

After thinking about it carefully, there is only one possibility: Jiang Shiyu also had a friend who left without saying goodbye when he was a child, and that friend doesn't remember him either.

She yawned. "Let's go to sleep. I'm sleepy."

Perhaps because he was exhausted from the whole day, not only physically but also with his nerves constantly on edge, Chen Cen fell asleep within minutes and slept very soundly.

Jiang Shiyu, however, felt no sleepiness whatsoever. He remained in the same position, propping his head up as he watched her.

Seeing that she was fast asleep, he dared to boldly extend his finger and trace her facial features.

Eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips...

This beautiful face had appeared in his dreams countless times before their reunion. Now, the touch of her skin on his fingers told him clearly that he had found her, and she had become his wife.

Finally, his fingers traced her collarbone, and below the cleavage lay an even more hidden depth...

He stopped.

He found himself increasingly unable to control himself lately. He really wanted to hold her in his arms, kiss her lips again and again, tell her about the longing that had grown wildly over the past ten years, and tell her that he would rather drown in it and die.

However, he had to restrain himself, because doing so could easily scare the kitten away.

More than a decade has passed, so what's a little longer?

His greatest wish now is to see her every morning when he wakes up.

He can wait for the rest, no matter how long it takes.

"Goodnight," he whispered in her ear, gently nibbling her earlobe, "my baby."

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The next day, Fu Meihua left after lunch.

After Fu Meihua left, Jiang Shiyu naturally had no reason to sleep in Shen Cen's room anymore, and consciously moved back to his own small room.

In late July, the Department of History at Kyoto University organized a study tour for its faculty members.

The trip was short, about a week, mainly involving a visit to City A, a city steeped in history, for research and learning, as well as an exchange with a local university.

The day before departure, Shen Cen was packing clothes into his suitcase and seemed to be in a good mood.

Jiang Shiyu pretended to pass by her room and casually asked, "Do you want me to take you tomorrow? I'm free anyway."

Considering that the luggage was too heavy and it would be inconvenient for one person to carry it, Shen Cen agreed: "Okay."

Jiang Shiyu noticed that Shen Cen did not say "thank you" or "thank you for your trouble" this time.

Well, it's finally become somewhat docile.

He turned around, a handsome smile curving his lips. But then he remembered that Shen Cen wouldn't be in Jingjia for the next week, and the smile vanished instantly.

He couldn't be happy at all if he couldn't see Shen Cen for six or seven days.

Many of the history department professors are not from Kyoto University. After finishing their school affairs in early July, many of them had already gone home. Therefore, they did not travel together from Kyoto and Jiaxing, but instead met up in City A after landing.

Actually, before buying the plane tickets, Zhou Mingrui had asked Shen Cen if he wanted to travel together.

If Chen Shili were here, she might have agreed to the three of them going together. But now it's just the two of them, and before she got together with Jiang Shiyu, Zhou Mingrui had subtly expressed his feelings to her, though he hadn't said it explicitly. Considering this, Shen Cen politely declined, and Zhou Mingrui graciously didn't say anything more.

The next day at noon, after lunch, Jiang Shiyu saw Shen Cen off to the airport.

After helping Shen Cen unload her luggage from the car, Shen Cen said to Jiang Shiyu, "You should go back now."

Jiang Shiyu parked the car and got out, saying, "Since I have nothing to do anyway, I'll take you inside."

After saying that, she took the suitcase from Shen Cen's hand.

The two walked into the hall side by side.

Jiang Shiyu wore a black t-shirt with a decorative chain around his neck and loose-fitting cargo pants, making him look clean and handsome. Shen Cen, on the other hand, wore a white dress that just reached her knees, showing off her slender waist and long, straight legs, like a lily just blooming in the morning light.

The two are very good-looking, and they look especially pleasing to the eye when they stand together, attracting many people to turn around and look.

Many people were even discussing it in hushed tones.

"Hey? Are these the couple bloggers, you know, xxx?"

"What kind of eyesight do you have? This pair looks much better, okay?"

"That guy is so cool and handsome! Help! Are there really handsome guys like that in Jingjia? Do they usually walk in the sewers? I've never seen anything like it before!"

"Isn't that the bar owner who was really popular online before?"

"Ah, are you talking about Siji? I've seen it on social media too."

"I never expected he would have a girlfriend! My friend liked him, now she can finally give up."

"His girlfriend is so beautiful, her aloofness is amazing, she gives off the vibe that no matter how arrogant a guy is, he'll be completely subdued by a high-class beauty, they're such a perfect match!"

...

Jiang, the arrogant guy who was completely controlled, Shi Yu: "It seems like they're saying we're a good match?"

Shen, aloof, and unapproachable—Cen: "You misheard..."

Jiang Shiyu took Shen Cen's hand and held it firmly in his palm: "I sometimes feel that way too."

"I think we're a good match."

"Huh?" Shen Cen looked up at Jiang Shiyu, unable to tell whether he was joking or serious.

Jiang Shiyu remained unfazed, not flinching at the gaze directed at him. Shen Cen guessed that he had just been joking about what those people had said.

"Okay, that's enough for now, I'm leaving." She pulled her hand away from Jiang Shiyu's palm and took her suitcase.

“Okay.” Jiang Shiyu’s eyes scanned the airport hall and suddenly he saw something. “Go queue up first and wait for me.”

"good."

As soon as Shen Cen finished speaking, Jiang Shiyu quickly disappeared into the crowd.

Summer vacation is peak travel season, and the airport was crowded. Shen Cen looked in the direction Jiang Shiyu had just left, but couldn't find him. She didn't know what Jiang Shiyu had gone to do, so she could only head towards the boarding gate.

About five minutes later, Jiang Shiyu came running back, panting. He wiped the fine beads of sweat from his forehead and handed over a bouquet of flowers: "Here, for you."

Shen Cen was stunned, and after hesitating for a long time, she finally accepted the flowers: "Why did you suddenly send me a bouquet of flowers?"

"It's my habit to send flowers before boarding the plane."

Jiang Shiyu's tone was deliberately relaxed, revealing no flaws. But in reality, the palm of his hand holding the flower was already soaked with sweat from nervousness.

"I see."

Shen Cen carefully examined the bouquet of flowers wrapped in light green embossed paper. They were moon-white lisianthus, with a few unopened green buds among them, fresh and elegant, with a faint fragrance wafting through the air.

She asked curiously, "Where did you buy it?"

Jiang Shiyu pointed to the center of the hall, "Self-service vending machine."

Shen Cen looked in the direction he pointed and saw a glass wall with all kinds of bouquets inside, and at the top there was a line of glowing words: "There will always be someone who comes for you with flowers in hand."

Even though she knew that Jiang Shiyu was just doing this out of habit and that she wasn't the only one, Shen Cen still felt a soft spot in her heart melt. She hugged the flowers tightly to her chest and said, "I really like them."

Boarding time was approaching, and there were many couples around us who were about to be separated by distance, embracing each other with tears in their eyes. The atmosphere was suddenly filled with sadness.

"I'll be going now, see you in a week."

“Chen Cen”.

Jiang Shiyu suddenly called out to her, and Shen Cen stopped in her tracks. She saw Jiang Shiyu walk forward and, just like the couples around them, hug her tightly.

Shen Cen fell into the man's broad and strong chest, instantly enveloped by his presence. His warm chest gave her a strong sense of security.

Her heart pounded wildly, as if a thread had been pulled. She clearly felt that the one holding that thread was the man who was holding her in his arms at that moment.

"Giving a hug before boarding is also a habit of mine."

"See you in a week, Shen Cen."

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Author's Note: Alright, alright, after Desensitization Bro, President Jiang has now earned the title of Habit Bro! [Thumbs up] Let's guess if President Jiang can hold out until a week later! [Facepalm peeking]

I've gained so many readers these past few days [crying emoji]! I'm so happy but also nervous and scared, afraid that my writing won't satisfy everyone. I'll definitely revise the later parts carefully and try my best to present a perfect story!! [sprinkling emoji] Finally, thank you all so much!! Love you all!!