69 Women are not allowed to stay in college

She held down the rebellious hand and turned back suddenly, "You were pretending to be asleep!" "I didn't..." The corners of her lips curved up in an attractive arc, and her voice was indeed a bit hoarse from just waking up, rubbing against her eardrums, "I heard someone ordering me to smile in my dream, and then I woke up." Liu Yuwei was turned over by him, facing each other, noses touching, the moonlight condensed into two silver lakes in his eyes, reflecting his own reflection. "I'm not going to my mother's for dinner tomorrow!" he said suddenly. Liu Yuwei looked at him suspiciously. "What if she gets too excited and says something to scare you away, what should I do then!" "There was a time when I don't know what my mother heard, but she suddenly believed that I liked men and kept emphasizing that I should protect myself..." "I explained to her, but she didn't believe it." He imitated Li Xin's voice and tone, "Mom doesn't have to have grandchildren, as long as you are doing well..." He imitated it so well that Liu Yuwei laughed out loud. "So..." Her fingertips traced across his chest, resting on his heart. "Did you really turn down Summer Breeze because of this?" Summer Breeze was an arthouse film about homosexuality that had been shortlisted for the Cannes Film Festival years earlier. After Jin Lang became famous, rumors broke that he had turned down the offer to star in that film. Jin Lang caught her finger, brought it to his lips, and nibbled it gently. "No, I was just trying to make money back then. How could I choose the script? It's simply because my acting wasn't up to par!" Liu Yuwei remembered the last time he said he got into the industry to make money. He mentioned it again, and couldn't help but ask, "Were you short of money back then?" Jin Lang paused, sighing at the sensitivity of the woman in his arms. His hand traced the contours of her cheek, and he explained softly, "I just wanted to make my mother's life better." The two chatted for a few more sentences. Liu Yuwei yawned suddenly, and tiny tears instantly formed on her eyelashes. Jin Lang narrowed his eyes and gently brushed the corners of her moist eyes. "You woke me up, but you're sleepy." His voice was low and dangerously sweet. "How do we settle this?" Liu Yuwei had experienced his power before. On that winter Valentine's Day, he was like a child who had never tasted candy before experiencing joy for the first time. He watched "One Day" several times but never finished it. It was as if he had some special magic that would pull her from the kitchen, the sofa, the bathroom, back to bed without her noticing. In the end, the two of them barely left the house for three days. Ultimately, it was because they were young and strong at the time. She held back her feelings, believing provocation would only accelerate the secretion of self-affirmation hormones in male animals. Liu Yuwei deliberately huddled under the covers, frowning, "…

She held down the rebellious hand and turned back suddenly, "You are pretending to be asleep!"

"I don't…"

The corners of his lips curved up in an attractive arc, and his voice was indeed a bit hoarse from just waking up, rubbing against his eardrums, "I heard someone ordering me to smile in my dream, and then I woke up."

Liu Yuwei was turned over by him, facing each other, with their noses touching. The moonlight condensed into two silver lakes in his eyes, reflecting his own reflection.

"I'm not going to my mom's for dinner tomorrow!"

He said suddenly.

Liu Yuwei looked at him suspiciously.

"What if she gets too excited and says something that scares you away? What will I do then?"

"For a while, I don't know what my mom heard, but she suddenly decided I liked men and kept emphasizing that I should protect myself..."

"I explained it to her but she still didn't believe it."

He imitated Li Xin's voice and tone, "Mom doesn't have to have a grandson, as long as you live well..."

The imitation was so similar that Liu Yuwei laughed out loud.

"So..." Her fingertips traced his chest and stopped at his heart, "Did you really reject Summer Breeze because of this?"

"Summer Breeze" is an art film about homosexuality that was shortlisted for the Cannes Film Festival in the early years. After Jin Lang became famous, there was a rumor that he had rejected the invitation to that movie.

Jin Lang grabbed his finger, placed it on his lips and bit it gently. "No, I was just trying to make money back then, so how could I have the right to choose the script? It's simply because my acting skills are not as good as others!"

Liu Yuwei recalled the last time he said he entered the industry to make money. He mentioned it again and couldn't help but ask, "Were you short of money at the time?"

Jin Lang suddenly paused, sighing at the sensitivity of the woman in his arms. His hand slowly traced the contours of her cheek, and he explained softly, "I just want my mother to have a better life."

The two continued chatting for a few more sentences. Liu Yuwei yawned suddenly, and tiny tears instantly hung on her eyelashes.

Jin Lang narrowed his eyes and gently brushed the corners of her moist eyes.

"Wake me up, you're sleepy."

His voice was low and dangerously sweet. "How do we settle this?"

Liu Yuwei had experienced his prowess before. On that winter Valentine's Day, he was like a child who had never tasted candy before experiencing joy for the first time. He watched "One Day" several times without finishing it. It was as if he had some special magic that would pull him from the kitchen, the sofa, the bathroom, and back to bed without him noticing. In the end, the two of them barely left the house for three days.

After all, it was because I was young and strong at that time.

She held back and didn't dare to reveal her feelings. Provocation would probably only accelerate the secretion of self-affirmation hormones in male animals.

Liu Yuwei deliberately huddled under the quilt, frowning, "I have a headache."

The voice was a little weak.

"Just kidding, go to sleep if you're tired!"

Jin Lang put his hands into her hair, and his fingertips, with hypnotic magic, slowly combed from the roots to the ends of her hair. Liu Yuwei felt like a cat with its fur stroked, her spine relaxed inch by inch, and her consciousness gradually sank into the warm darkness.

Before she fell asleep completely, she vaguely heard Jin Lang's chuckle, "Good night, my little liar."

…

Perhaps it was because she was tortured too hard, or because her pretending to be sick last night had come true, but the next day Liu Yuwei woke up with a low fever, and her temples were throbbing, as if someone was constantly beating a small drum inside her skull.

Jin Lang had wanted to keep her here to take care of him, but Liu Yuwei had been in such a hurry to leave the house yesterday morning that she had forgotten to add cat food to Orange's meal. So she watched helplessly as Jin Lang stuffed his bag with a change of clothes and toiletries, as if he was going to stay at her house.

When they reached the door, Liu Yuwei glanced at Jin Lang. He was wearing a mask, but a smile was already spreading from the corners of his eyes. She moved aside and said, "I'll only enter the password once!"

"Don't worry, I have a very good memory!"

He leaned over and whispered in her ear.

After lunch, Jin Lang pushed Liu Yuwei back to the bedroom. She'd wanted to take a nap, but sleep dragged her down. When she woke up, dusk had already soaked through the curtains, and the ringing of her cell phone suddenly pierced the silence.

After Liu Yuwei saw the caller ID clearly, he lazily put it to his ear.

"Godmother, are you home?" the child's voice was as clear as a wind chime. "I'm here to bring you some pickled pork with preserved vegetables that grandma made!"

"Little deer, where are you?" The voice still had a hint of laziness.

There was a sudden rustling sound from the other end of the phone, followed by Lu Xiaohe's slightly disgusted voice.

"Why don't you open the door at home? Come on, we're at the door!"

Liu Yuwei sat up suddenly, his head confused, and ran to the entrance quickly.

Looking at Liu Yuwei, whose hair was disheveled and whose face was still bruised, Xiaohe stuffed the bag into her hands and said, "You're not still sleeping at this hour, are you?"

She turned around and yelled at her daughter who had already rushed into the living room, "Lu Xiaolu, you are not allowed to step on the carpet with your shoes on!"

She skillfully opened the shoe cabinet, and a pair of men's casual shoes were sandwiched among the various women's shoes, which was abrupt yet subtle.

"Liu Yuwei, this..."

Just then, there was a slight noise coming from the direction of the kitchen, and Jin Lang came out, still wearing the only yellow daisy apron in the house, which made his broad shoulders and narrow waist stand out more clearly.

The moment their eyes met, the air seemed to freeze. Liu Yuwei felt her throat tighten, and she hadn't prepared any introductions.

Seeing that the owner didn't say anything, Jin Lang didn't say anything either. He could only silently step forward and take the bag and thermos from her hands.

The awkward atmosphere spread until Lu Xiaolu came running over with an orange in her arms, staring at Jin Lang with curiosity in her round eyes, "You are the big star on TV, right?"

Jin Lang squatted on one knee, his eyes level with Xiaolu, "Yes, I am Jin Lang."

He reached out and touched the deer's head. "We met in the hospital before, do you remember?"

Jin Lang was wearing a mask the whole time, and his little head didn't connect the two people together at all.

Xiaolu shook his head. "Then why did you come out of the TV? What are you doing at my godmother's house?"

Lu Xiaohe smiled secretly, and couldn't help but applaud her daughter in her heart. This innocent question was simply a stroke of genius. Jin Lang's eyes inadvertently swept over Liu Yuwei, and a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes, "Your godmother is sick, I'll take care of her!"

Liu Yuwei nodded quickly at Xiaohe, expressing his approval of the answer.

Half an hour later, the three adults and one child sat at the dining table and started dinner.

The awkwardness of entering the room had long since dissipated with the steam of food; the meal didn't seem any more strange with the presence of a man. Xiaolu vividly recounted the amusing experience of encountering a small green snake while she and her grandmother were digging bamboo shoots in the mountains. Xiaohe scooped a spoonful of tripe knots from the pickled pork with preserved vegetables into her daughter's bowl and then complained about a strange client she'd encountered at work.

Liu Yuwei held her bowl of soup and listened, occasionally interjecting in agreement. From the corner of her eye, she could see Jin Lang quietly enjoying his meal, only handing her a tissue or a soup spoon when she needed one.

Until the end of the dinner, Xiaolu ran to the living room with his slippers clacking to play with the cat. Xiaohe suddenly put down the soup spoon in his hand, and the silver spoon hit the porcelain bowl, like the sound of a gavel in a trial.

Her eyes darted back and forth between the two men opposite her, finally settling on the man's handsome face.

The man, a faint smile still lingering on his lips, met her gaze. His warm hand suddenly reached out from under the tablecloth and gently grasped Liu Yuwei's hand. Her fingertips trembled, and she almost dropped the spoon into the bowl. She glanced up at him, only to be met with the smile he couldn't hide.

Xiao He saw all of this and guessed it was almost right. Although she didn't know what Liu Yuwei was thinking this time, she still had to show her strength as a member of her family.

"What's all that gossip about you and the female celebrities?"

Xiaohe changed her relaxed tone and questioned Jin Lang righteously.

"What gossip?"

"Aren't you going to participate in some dating show with Lin Yuwei?"

The person asking the question had a look of disdain on his face, and he made no effort to hide it.

"I turned it down."

Jin Lang's thumb caressed the delicate skin on the inside of Liu Yuwei's wrist, and he could clearly feel the skin trembling slightly due to her heartbeat. "At that time, I mistakenly thought Xiaoyu was married, so I reached a preliminary agreement with the program team."

"And your first love?"

Xiaohe continued to attack.

"First love?"

Jin Lang was obviously stunned and thought for a few seconds before he suddenly realized.

"Song Miao?"

Seeing the other party raise an eyebrow, he continued, "She is just a tax consultant hired by the studio, that's all."

Liu Yuwei felt that if he continued asking, it would turn into a three-person trial, so he quickly said that he was a little thirsty.

The moment Jin Lang stood up, Xiao He immediately moved her chair over and bumped Liu Yuwei's arm with her elbow, rolling her eyes almost to the sky. In a voice only the two of them could hear, she scolded her, "You're already distressed after just two questions? It's true that girls can't be kept at home when they grow up!"

"No way..." Liu Yuwei's cheeks flushed, and he pushed her away in an angry tone, "Why are you talking like you're my mom?"

"Then Auntie isn't here, so I have to keep a close eye on it for her!" He glanced towards the kitchen, "to save our juicy cabbages from being taken away by some unknown pig."

Liu Yuwei turned her head to look at the tall figure who was cutting lemons.

"In the end, I was pushed twice by the same pig."

After saying that, she laughed and fell on her best friend's shoulder.

When Jin Lang returned with two glasses of honey lemonade, he saw the two girls laughing, their glasses making a soft sound on the table. "What are you talking about so happily?"

"nothing!"

Liu Yuwei rushed to answer, with a suspicious blush on the tips of her ears.

"Jin Lang!"

Calling him by his name is like a prelude to a judge reading out the verdict.

The woman who was smiling just now suddenly changed her expression, became serious, and stood straight with her back.

"You broke up eight years ago. You can lightly explain it as being young and naive, but the damage you caused to others is irreversible."

Jin Lang's fingers unconsciously stroked the rim of the cup, and the light spots reflected by the glass flickered in his eyes.

"I don't know who you've been with for the past eight years, and I don't know why you've appeared in Yu Wei's life again."

Xiaohe paused, turned his gaze to his friend, and there was a hint of moisture in his eyes.

"I'm a single mother. My ex-husband told me he couldn't live without me, but in the end, he abandoned us and ran away faster than a rabbit."

"Yu Wei is my best friend in Jingbei. She protected me and Xiaolu like a mother hen when I was in the most difficult time. You can't imagine how she looked like, with all her thorns standing up, cursing at my mother-in-law and yelling at the scumbag to vent her anger on me."

Her tone suddenly changed, and her eyes, which had been gentle just now, immediately became extremely sharp, staring straight at Jin Lang.

"So, I advise you to think carefully this time. If someone wants to harm my friend, I've been a lawyer for so many years, and I know how to ruin his reputation while still abiding by the law. Besides, you're a public figure."

The restaurant's warm orange light enveloped Xiaohe, and Liu Yuwei felt she radiated a warm and resolute glow. She reached out and held Xiaohe's hand, her eyes burning as she gave him a smile only they could understand.

No matter what the future holds, they will always be each other's strongest armor.