angry

Zhou Jingxing's face showed a moment of panic. "What? No, I don't know. How could I have made this PowerPoint presentation?"

Chen Zhou lowered his eyes, revealing no emotion. "I know everything."

"What did you find out?" Zhou Jingxing broke out in a cold sweat. He chuckled awkwardly and said, "Are you too tired today? Don't overthink it, it's all over now..."

Shen Zhou chuckled softly, "It's all in the past between him and me. I just didn't expect you to lie to me too."

He looked up, his eyes reddening. "Zhou Jingxing, what do you take me for, prey to be chased or a reward in a game? Did you consider my situation or my feelings when you were planning this farce today?"

Zhou Jingxing felt a little wronged. No matter what, Zhao Xin was the one who started this farce tonight. But he still apologized softly: "I'm sorry, I did make the PPT. I didn't mean to hide it from you. I just didn't want to see you deceived by that scumbag."

"So you really had to expose him in this kind of setting? Tonight, everyone here is my colleague, boss, and client. You're just going to expose my private feelings like this. Don't you guys have any respect for me?!"

Shen Zhou couldn't continue. He took a deep breath, turned around, and stopped looking at Zhou Jingxing.

But Zhou Jingxing knew he was crying.

Looking at Chen Zhou's trembling shoulders and hearing his attempts to control his breathing, Zhou Jingxing felt as if those invisible tears were a torrential downpour hitting his heart, causing him so much pain that he could barely speak.

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to make sure you weren't fooled by Zhao Xin anymore," Zhou Jingxing awkwardly explained, but Shen Zhou still kept her back to him and refused to turn around.

Zhou Jing walked closer to Chen Zhou and gently pressed his shoulder to make him turn around. Chen Zhou's eyes were red and moist, and there were still tear stains on his cheeks. He lowered his eyes as if he was sulking and refusing to look at him.

Zhou Jingxing gently wiped away his tears and softly comforted him, "Don't be angry. I was inconsiderate this time. I promise it won't happen again."

Chen Zhou gently pulled his hand away from Zhou Jingxing's shoulder and said coldly, "I can't accept your deception, and I won't accept your apology. Let's not see each other for now." After saying that, he didn't even look at Zhou Jingxing and turned to walk away.

This Monday, Xiao Li, an intern at the provincial museum, noticed that their professor, Zhou Jingxing, seemed unusually depressed. Xiao Li was thrilled when she first started her internship, because she got to admire the museum's heartthrob, Professor Zhou, up close every day. Seeing such a handsome man every day made her work more enjoyable. But this "heartthrob" was such a gloomy person; he seemed perpetually half-dead. After seeing him for a while, Xiao Li started to feel depressed herself.

Then one day, it seems, after the museum hosted the glass exhibition, Mr. Zhou suddenly came back to life, radiant and full of life, as if the grass had suddenly blossomed. He smiled more often and seemed to be in a good mood every day.

How did we suddenly go back to square one overnight?!

Or is it the nausea of ​​Monday that makes you want to vomit? Or is it the dread of 8 a.m. that drives you to the brink of collapse?

Zhou Jingxing had been staring at the chat box with Shen Zhou for ten minutes.

It's been three days! He sent an apology message to Shen Zhou three days and ten hours ago, but he hasn't received a single word of reply.

Zhou Jingxing slumped dejectedly onto the table, filled with deep regret. He should have sent the PowerPoint presentation to Chen Zhou beforehand; why did he have to go for something so grand and show it at the meeting? There were so many ways to sabotage a scumbag's proposal, and he had to choose the worst one.

What should I do...?

Zhou Jingxing opened the group chat and sought help from his strategist.

【I'm not a little (3)】

Zhou Jingxing: Chenzhou is ignoring me.

Zhou Jingxing: [Tears streaming down his face]

Sun Qian: ? Shouldn't this be the time for you two to be all lovey-dovey?

Zhang Jin: You just solved such a big problem for him, and he's ignoring you now?

Zhang Jin: This is like crossing the river and then dismantling the bridge, or using someone and then discarding them!

Zhou Jingxing: Don't speak ill of my wife.

Zhou Jingxing: He knows I was the one who made that PPT. [bitter]

Sun Qian: ...

Sun Qian: That's why I advised you not to do it back then.

Zhang Jin: It crashed and burned so quickly.

Zhou Jingxing: So what should I do now? The current situation is that he's not replying to messages or answering phone calls.

Zhou Jingxing: Crying uncontrollably.jpg

Sun Qian: According to the novel's plot, it's now time for you to go through the "wife-chasing crematorium" phase.

Sun Qian: It depends on whether you stab yourself, go on a hunger strike, or get seriously injured while saving the sunken boat, such as breaking your leg or injuring your hand so you can never do the work you love again.

Zhou Jingxing: ...Is there a painless version?

Sun Qian: Then it can only be severe depression.

Zhang Jin: Wife, how many novels have you actually read?

Sun Qian: Hehe, a little bit.

Zhou Jingxing: ...

Sun Qian: Just kidding. Based on my years of experience reading novels, the key to successfully winning back your wife in a "wife-chasing-after-the-cremation" scenario isn't how much suffering you endured to get her back.

Sun Qian: The key is sincerity! Sincerity is the ultimate weapon.

Sun Qian: Friendly reminder: Chen Zhou is currently at the hot spring hotel we visited last time! [Cute]

Zhou Jingxing was very quick; he took leave in the morning and was already at the hot spring hotel in the afternoon.

After checking in, he first called Zhang Yang and politely told him that he had brought some local specialties from Mingcheng to give to him in person.

Zhang Yang hung up the phone and asked Chen Zhou with a smile, "They've tracked us down here! How about it, do you want to come with me to meet them?"

Chen Zhou leaned back on the sofa and said lazily, "I'm not going. You go by yourself. I'm still angry."

"What did he do to make you so angry that you came here to see me?"

Shen Zhou argued, "I came for the clients, okay?" However, he still told Zhang Yang everything that had happened on the opening day.

Zhang Yang looked conflicted. "To be honest, he's definitely sincere towards you. Otherwise, he wouldn't have rushed to help you solve so many problems before and after the exhibition, and he did good deeds anonymously! But he didn't do well at the banquet. He did that to make it impossible for you and Zhao Xin to be together. He didn't consider you at all and only cared about ruining Zhao Xin's plans."

“I’m not only angry that he didn’t give me any face, but also that he knew Zhao Xin was cheating on me all along but didn’t tell me. Did he think I would doubt his motives? I’m angry that he doesn’t trust me.”

Zhang Yang shook his head. "I don't understand your love and hate stuff. How long are you going to leave him hanging?"

Shen Zhou said with dissatisfaction, "Are you saying that you're assuming I'll definitely forgive him? That's not necessarily true."

Zhang Yang thought to himself, "You haven't been eating or drinking these past few days, do you think I didn't notice?" He stood up and said, "Fine, I'll go meet him. You should also give him a hard time, since he had to resort to such a dirty trick."

Chen Zhou called out to him, "Hey, don't make things difficult for him. He's wronged me, but he's never meant you any harm."

Zhang Yang was speechless. They were already protecting each other before anything even happened!

"I know, I know, I really don't understand these romantic things you young couples do."

When Zhang Yang arrived at Zhou Jingxing's room, Zhou was unpacking his luggage. Zhou offered to give Zhang Yang some local specialties and expressed his gratitude for his hospitality last time.

Zhang Yang accepted the local specialties and dodged the question, never mentioning Chen Zhou. Zhou Jingxing finally couldn't hold back any longer. He picked up a bag from the side and handed it to Zhang Yang, "Brother Zhang, can I do you a favor? These are desserts from the hotel Chen Zhou likes. Could you take them to him for me?"

Zhang Yang raised an eyebrow and deliberately asked him, "Oh? Why didn't you give it to him yourself?"

Zhou Jingxing said with a bitter face, "Brother Zhang, please stop laughing at me. Chen Zhou is still angry with me."

Zhang Yang pretended not to know the inside story and exaggeratedly said, "Huh? What happened? You actually made Shen Zhou, who has such a good temper, angry!"

"I... I did something wrong. It's understandable that he's angry with me."

Seeing that the guilt on his face seemed genuine, Zhang Yang thought of giving the two of them a push.

“Chen Zhou is the softest-hearted person. As long as you sincerely apologize, he will forgive you.” He then casually changed the subject, “Oh, by the way, there’s a performance at the swimming pool this afternoon. Do you want to go and join in the fun? I think Chen Zhou said he would go.”

Zhou Jingxing's eyes lit up immediately. "Thank you, Brother Zhang! I'll go!"

The hotel is currently holding a tourism festival, and Zhang Yang specially invited an excellent performance team to perform water ballet.

Zhou Jingxing went to the swimming pool early to reserve two good seats for watching the performance. He also sent a message to Shen Zhou to tell him that, as always, it was like throwing a stone into the sea and he did not receive any reply. But he was not discouraged. He thought optimistically that at least Shen Zhou had not blocked him!

The performance was about to begin when Chen Zhou finally arrived late. He ignored Zhou Jingxing and went straight to sit in the last row.

Zhou Jingxing pursed his lips, stood up, and walked to the back.

A latecomer next to him asked, "Hey, aren't you going to sit here?"

Zhou Jingxing didn't even turn his head. "I won't sit down, you can have it!"

"Hehe, what great luck! I snagged two good seats. That guy's so stupid, he's been holding onto them for so long, and then he leaves just before the show starts..."

Zhou Jingxing thought to himself, "What do you know? The seat next to Chen Zhou is the real good seat."

Zhou Jingxing weaved through the crowded streets and sat down next to Shen Zhou. He was extremely nervous, and after clearing his throat, he said to him, "You're here, I—"

Chen Zhou kept his eyes fixed on the pool, sparing him even a glance. "Don't speak, the performance has begun."

Zhou Jingxing immediately shut his mouth, like a donkey with a bit on its muzzle.

Zhou Jinglu endured the ordeal of watching the performance with Shen Zhou, only to find that Shen Zhou stormed off without even saying goodbye after the show ended.

Zhou Jingxing couldn't hold back any longer. He stood up, grabbed Chen Zhou's hand, and hurriedly pleaded, "Don't go! I, I..."

He stammered for a long time, unable to think of or give any reason to keep the sunken boat, but stubbornly held onto him. Audience members kept passing by the two of them, and time seemed to stand still in their clasped hands.

Soon, all the other audience members and actors left, and the cleaning staff began cleaning the stands. Chen Zhou finally spoke and asked him, "What do you want to tell me?"

Zhou Jingxing gripped his hand tightly, looking earnestly at Chen Zhou. "I want to apologize to you again. I'm sorry for hurting you. I've thought about it a lot lately. I was too immature and acted too extremely. I shouldn't have kept things from you. I should have told you about Zhao Xin's affair from the very beginning. I should have trusted your judgment."

Chen Zhou's expression softened slightly. "Okay, I heard everything you said. I'll think about whether I should forgive you."

What?! I still need to consider this?! Zhou Jingxing was internally devastated.

Seeing that Chen Zhou didn't seem angry, Zhou Jingxing mustered up his courage and asked, "Can you make up your mind in one second?"

Chen Zhou laughed angrily, "No way!"

Okay, Zhou Jingxing subtly pouted.

Seeing his aggrieved look, Chen Zhou softened. "How about this? We'll have a 100-meter race. If you win, I'll forgive you, okay?"