Chapter 18 Taboo Chen Song always thought that he was...

Chen Song has always believed that he has no athletic talent, and even feels that the nerves that control his movements are congenitally weak.

Skiing further proves this point.

Ye Jiajia's confident teaching career had just begun, but it ended. After teaching for a whole morning, Chen Songzhen didn't move at all and fell several times at the beginning.

Chen Song looked at Ye Jiajia's frustrated and distressed expression and wanted to laugh. He himself didn't care. Although he hadn't made any progress in skiing, he was very happy.

Chen Song threw the ski t-pole to the ground, sat on the ground and panted, "You're right, if you can't ski, you can just watch from the side."

Ye Jiajia was speechless for a moment, and said speechlessly: "I'm really drunk."

Chen Song smiled and said, "It's okay. You guys go skate. I'll take a break first."

Ye Jiajia glanced at the tall boy next to her. Fortunately, the other student was more motivated. After changing her mind, Ye Jiajia smiled brightly again: "Okay, okay, it turns out that even the top-level president has things he can't learn."

The boy raised an eyebrow: "Maybe it's... the coach's problem. President, why don't we try a different coach?"

Ye Jiajia was furious and threw the snowboard over: "Do you want to die?"

The boy dodged and slid away: "That's right! President, you should find a coach to teach you!!"

Ye Jiajia was so angry that she immediately picked up her skis and chased after him: "Wang Yu'an! Say that to me again! That's outrageous, isn't it!"

"Oh, I was wrong, I was wrong, goddess, please forgive me." Wang Yuan was quickly caught up and begged for mercy with a smile.

"Try to give me the skin again!" Ye Jiajia threw the snow in his face, unable to suppress a smile on her angry face.

Chen Song thought they were very sweet, maybe this was what love was all about. He suddenly felt thirsty, and when he swallowed, his saliva tasted bitter.

After skiing all morning, everyone was feeling a bit hungry, so they all took off their gear and prepared to grab some snacks. Chen Song also took off his skateboard and protective gear and headed towards the lounge.

"Shit! Is that the guy you were talking about last time?"

"Huh? Which one?"

"That's Gu Xingjue! Damn, he's so handsome! Oh my god! The guys standing next to him are all so handsome!"

Chen Song's whole body stiffened, his breathing stagnated, and his eyes seemed to follow the direction of the girl's finger in front of him as if following a primitive impulse.

A group of people came out from the men's locker room, led by Gu Xingjue.

He was wearing a vibrant red ski suit, strikingly striking. His broad shoulders, narrow waist, and slender limbs gave him a perfectly proportioned figure. His deep brows and eyes stared coldly ahead. Half a body length behind him was Cheng Song, wearing the same ski suit.

The emotions that Chen Song had suppressed for a long time surged out like the sea, breaking through the cracks.

Chen Song stared blankly at the scene of the two walking side by side, and a heartbreaking sound rang in his ears.

That unruly gaze suddenly swept over, and when it met Chen Song's eyes, its feet slowed down slightly. After just a moment, it looked away with an indifferent expression.

That cold look made Chen Song feel cold all over. He even suspected that Gu Xingjue didn't see him, so he was so cold.

That brief eye contact and the indifference when he looked away were like a rewind, repeating in his mind over and over again, overlapping with the scene of him and Cheng Song kissing passionately in the restaurant corridor that night.

Chen Song suddenly found it difficult to breathe. He took a few deep breaths, blinked a few times in panic, looked away, and mechanically lifted his stiff legs to walk forward.

The discussions around him about Gu Xingjue penetrated into his body like a poisonous insect.

"Oh, just look at this kind of man. The internet says he's gay. And he's a playboy. The most playboy of all time."

"Oh my god, is that girl next to him his girlfriend? They're such a good match, I've never seen such a handsome couple in real life!"

"I don't know if it's true, but I'm gay. There's definitely something fishy going on between them. They're even wearing matching outfits. What normal man would choose such a sexy red? Look, they're the only two wearing red in that crowd."

"Oh my god! The handsome guy I mentioned last time is here too! The one in black! Damn, do all rich people have such good genes..."

Chen Song clenched his palms, his knuckles squeezed so hard that they were whiter than an incandescent light bulb. He just wanted to find a place to hide.

It seems that wherever Gu Xingjue appears, it is not the world where he should appear.

He needed a corner to digest the emotions that were about to explode, otherwise he would collapse in front of outsiders.

Every time he had gathered his emotions and was ready to start over, Gu Xingjue would suddenly appear and make him collapse again.

Chen Song understood that he had never been able to sort out his emotions. All he did was to avoid them. From childhood to adulthood, he had always relied on avoiding problems.

There was a terrible thought in his mind, constantly instigating him to rush to Gu Xingjue and question him, why! Why did you fall in love with someone else so quickly!

But he was a coward, afraid that the answer he heard would only make him more heartbroken. Adults didn't need to be so clear; they had to save face for each other.

Chen Song fled into the bathroom, turned on the faucet and splashed cold water on his face several times, trying to calm himself down.

He pressed his hands hard on the washbasin to try to eliminate the numbness. The wet face in the mirror was extremely pale, tears were in his red eyes, and his lips were pressed into a line. He breathed deeply, like a fish out of water struggling violently, longing for the sea.

At this time, the phone rang. The ringing sounded like a familiar doorbell. His heart tightened suddenly and he picked up the phone almost immediately. However, the female voice on the other end of the phone made him feel lost again.

Ye Jiajia asked: "Hello? Where are you, President?"

"Hello?"

Chen Song opened his lips and muttered for a few seconds before finally speaking: "I'm in the bathroom."

Ye Jiajia: "We're going to order a few dishes in the dining area. Come over after you use the restroom. Fill your stomach first, and then we'll go to the restaurant for a good meal in the evening."

Chen Song: "Okay."

"Okay, okay, that's it. Hang up."

Chen Song's thoughts were wandering, and even after the call was hung up, his hand remained in the motion of answering the phone. He felt that his thoughts were ridiculous.

Gu Xingjue is already with someone else, how could she possibly call him?

Chen Song and Gu Xingjue had been together for three years, and during those three years, he had never run into him anywhere else. But just when their relationship broke down and Chen Song was about to give up and move away, Gu Xingjue kept appearing before him in unexpected ways.

Is this a melodramatic TV show?

Chen Song also imagined the situation where the two of them would meet by chance. When Gu Xingjue was still Gu Mo, he thought with longing that both of them would excitedly run to each other, and it would be as sweet as without kissing or hugging.

It is enough for both parties to show a surprised and excited smile.

But reality seems to constantly verify a saying: the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

Chen Song once placed his hopes on Chen Shengping and his mother, but endless disappointment taught him that having expectations was a taboo in his life. Thus, he grew up pessimistic, sensitive, and introverted, until the fiery and direct Gu Mo appeared.

Chen Song committed a big mistake and was abandoned by the world again as a result.

Every time they met, Gu Xingjue's cold eyes stung him deeply. Gu Xingjue's indifferent gaze seemed to have wiped out all the sweetness of the past three years. The repeated encounters seemed to repeatedly declare that Gu Xingjue and he were worlds apart and had never been from the same world.

Chen Song's complicated emotions all rushed to his stomach. His stomach was churning and he felt like vomiting. He had no appetite at all.

Even so, Chen Song still endured the discomfort, washed his face in the bathroom, and left. His hands were soaked in cold water, and his white fingers turned purple and red.

Chen Song didn't wipe himself dry with paper, but let the cold water freeze him, as if this would help him wake up more.

Before returning to the lounge, Chen Song took a deep breath and kept lowering his eyes, reminding himself in his heart not to look around. He didn't have the courage to meet Gu Xingjue's cold gaze again.

He walked almost to the corner. It was noon, the weekend, and the crowds were quite large. Chen Song moved cautiously amid the clamor, his eyes fixed on the polished floor, but he couldn't focus. He couldn't help but care.

No matter how carefully Chen Song walked, he still stumbled and bumped into many people, and was finally caught by someone.

Chen Song's heart suddenly jumped and his breathing stopped. For a moment he wanted to look up to see who it was, but the voice he heard made him stop as he was about to turn away.

"President, over here." Wang Yuan said.

Chen Song's mouth moved slightly and nodded: "Okay."

Wang Yuan frowned slightly. He had just seen Chen Song walking in the crowd with his head down from a distance. Now he looked very depressed, and his lips were a little pale. In short, he looked very wrong.

Wang Yu'an asked worriedly, "President, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Chen Song took a deep breath, looked at him, and slowly forced a difficult smile: "It's okay. It's just a minor stomach problem. I'll be fine after eating something."

Wang Yu'an nodded and pulled him away: "Then go and eat something. The dishes are all served. I've left plenty for you."

Chen Song followed Wang Yuan through the restaurant and into a private room. The environment inside the room was classical and elegant, and a large floor-to-ceiling window offered a view of the snowy scenery, which was breathtakingly beautiful.

The box was spacious, decorated with several fake peach trees, and in the middle stood a round table that could seat about ten people. The table was full of people, mostly department heads, who greeted Chen Song upon seeing him.

"President, come and eat! If you don't come soon, we will eat it all up."

"President, you've saved plenty of food for me, unlike these ungrateful wolves!"

"Oh, I finally got the upper hand over you sycophants."

"Whoever took this photo, I'm sincere and the world can bear witness to it!"

Perhaps it was because the atmosphere of today's team building was too cheerful, the ministers who rarely joked with Chen Song on weekdays were particularly active today.

Chen Song smiled politely and took his seat. The bowls and plates on his seat were filled with food.

Ye Jiajia smiled and said to him, "These are all left for you by your master and your junior brother. Although you are not very good at skiing, your master will not treat you unfairly."

Chen Song was forced to laugh at her, but his smile was still bitter: "Thank you."

Wang Yuan sat beside Ye Jiajia and said quietly, "I picked them all up."

Ye Jiajia had a few drinks at this point, and a little tipsy, she pointed at Wang Yuan and said, "How dare you! That's not my time to give orders. The success of a team depends on the leader."

Ye Jiajia spoke a little louder, causing the other ministers at the table to make fun of her: "Sister Jia, are you drunk? You can only drink so much."

Ye Jiajia retorted: "Ghost! I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, come on and draw a few strokes!"

Ye Jiajia raised her wine glass as she spoke, and was about to show her strength when the glass was snatched away by a hand next to her.

Wang Yu'an whispered, "You'd better stop drinking. You won't be able to ski this afternoon."

Ye Jiajia gave up, but did not forget to glare at Wang Yuan. Wang Yuan just smiled and continued to pick food for her.

The tradition within the student union has always been to forbid romance within the union; it's unclear which term established this rule. As president, Chen Song doesn't restrict this matter, and the other members of the union are all tacitly aware of it; as long as it doesn't go too far, they turn a blind eye.

Everyone knew what Ye Jiajia and Wang Yuan were thinking, but normally they didn't dare to tease them. But today, when they got excited, Wang Yuan's director in the Publicity Department was the first to shout, "Wang Yuan, are you trying to block the drinking for Sister Jia?"

"Yes, yes!" everyone cheered.

Ye Jiajia yelled, "What are you yelling about? Do you want to die? You're talking nonsense."

Wang Yuan didn't reply, but silently picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp, instantly igniting the atmosphere.

"Fuck! Traitor!!" the Minister of Propaganda yelled.

The cheers and jeers were endless and deafening to Chen Song's ears. He looked at the two men.

Ye Jiajia kept slapping Wang Yuan, cursing at her, but her face was all blushing with a young girl's shyness. But Wang Yuan just smiled and looked at her with eyes full of doting.

Chen Song's Adam's apple choked and his eyes felt a little sore.

This might be the kind of love he wants.

That's a healthy relationship.

Chen Song hardly touched the food in his bowl. He put down his chopsticks, retracted his envious gaze, and looked at the snow scene outside the window.

Although there were already quite a few people in the snow, Chen Song still spotted Gu Xingjue at a glance.

Chen Song hadn't dared look out the window since entering the house. He didn't know where he'd gotten the courage to do so. Perhaps it was because he was unexpectedly calm.

Rather than being calm, it's more like a heart broken, like a pool of stagnant water.

A bright red figure in the snow was holding another red figure with both hands, and the two bodies moved slowly in the snow. The sun shone so brightly on them, and the sky was so clear.

Chen Song's eyes suddenly felt hot, and he hastily lowered his eyelids, a few tears falling silently into the bowl. He could not hear the laughter around him.

Even though I was mentally prepared to go see it, I still couldn't help but feel a pang of pain. The stagnant water in my heart felt like someone was constantly throwing stones into it.

The feeling of suffocation and numbness in hands and feet slowly spread again.

Chen Song hurriedly hid the traces of tears, picked up his chopsticks and began to eat the food in big mouthfuls. The food was delicious, every dish was very delicious, but why did he want to vomit more the more he chewed, and the more he vomited, the more he wanted to stuff more, until his mouth was full and he choked, his face flushed red.

At this time, the noisy box slowly quieted down.

Wang Yu'an quickly patted his back to calm him down and handed him some water: "Slow down, President."

Ye Jiajia said, "You're too hungry and you're eating so fast. Don't worry, you can still order more after they've snatched it all. Everything you eat today is free."

Chen Song felt extremely embarrassed and lost at this moment. He waved his hands hurriedly. After feeling a little better, he stood up and said, "You guys eat. I'll go to the toilet."

Wang Yu'an stood up but was stopped by Chen Song: "No, no, you guys continue. I'm fine."

Wang Yu'an had no choice but to stand still and said, "Okay."

After the ministers gave a few words of concern and advice, Chen Song left.

He stumbled to the toilet, and the discomfort he had been suppressing suddenly erupted, causing him to vomit out everything he had just eaten...