Chapter 19 Rainy Season "You'd better behave, I don't want to punish you..."

A large hand landed on her lower back, stabilizing her as she swayed precariously.

"Are you drunk?" He suppressed his unusual emotions and adopted his usual gentle tone.

Lin Fei's face was still pressed against his chest, and her head-shaking motion resembled a kitten rubbing against someone.

"I have an extremely high alcohol tolerance."

When she looked up again, her eyes were clear, showing no signs of intoxication.

Lin Fei let go of his hand, slumped back into the soft stool, and drank a third of the newly delivered cocktail before putting it down.

"Hmm—the previous one tasted better." She propped her chin on her hand and looked at Liang Yanzhe. "Want some?"

Liang Yanzhe sat down opposite him and said, "No, thank you."

Lin Fei frowned in displeasure: "Why are you sitting across from me?"

He would never sit across from her; they would always sit on the same side unless it was done intentionally.

"What do you think?" He leaned back, one hand resting on the table, his ring finger, adorned with a wedding ring, tapping the surface repeatedly. The cold white light from the ceiling shone on his head, but his prominent brow bone blocked the light, casting a shadow over his eyes, making it impossible to discern the emotions within them.

His lips held a perfectly polite smile, yet it sent chills down one's spine.

I realized that men can also have a cold side, and it can be even more terrifying than just a cold face.

For her, his superior attitude only excited her.

Lin Fei's rebellious spirit rose, and she said with a smile, "I don't know."

"Do you need a lesson?" Liang Yanzhe said this almost subconsciously, which completely hit Lin Fei's liking.

A sense of helplessness arose in my heart; things I couldn't accept before, I would do without thinking one day.

Lin Fei walked around the table, sat in Liang Yanzhe's lap, and looked up at him: "How will you be punished?"

Liang Yanzhe pinched her cheek and shook it: "You are not allowed to drink alcohol for the next month."

"Ugh... I'm so tired." Lin Fei pushed away his large hand and slumped down dejectedly.

After another round of affectionate gestures, they quickly pushed each other away.

Liang Yanzhe raised his hand to check his watch: "Let's sit for another half hour."

Lin Fei took the wine glass and drank another third of it.

Liang Yanzhe did nothing else to pass the time, just quietly watching her with great patience.

You could tell the girl was in a terrible mood. Seeing that the empty glass couldn't ease the emotions simmering inside her, she tried to struggle but only sighed repeatedly.

She is a straightforward, courageous, and resourceful person.

She is also someone who struggles with internal conflicts but tries hard to be happy.

After downing the last sip of wine, Lin Fei slumped onto the table, turning his head to meet Liang Yanzhe's gaze.

"Does Dr. Liang have a high alcohol tolerance?"

"Not good."

How much alcohol will make you drunk?

"Never drinks alcohol."

She grabbed his tie, loosened the Windsor knot, and leaned in to kiss his thin lips: "Will this make you drunk?"

He lowered his eyes: "Deeper."

Just as she was about to laugh at his pretentious act, the man's hand, which was resting on the stool, pressed down on the back of her head and kissed her.

It was deeper and longer than the kiss that night.

He finally let go after a long while, and she nestled softly in his arms.

"Are you still angry?" Her breathing became erratic.

He chuckled softly: "Is this how you admit your mistake?"

But I didn't feel it at all.

"It seems Dr. Liang has a high alcohol tolerance and isn't drunk yet," Lin Fei said with a sly smile. "If you were drunk, you would definitely forgive me."

"I'm not angry, don't overthink it." Liang Yanzhe had no choice but to try and appease her first. "Would you like to drink some more?"

Lin Fei put her hand on Liang Yanzhe's shoulder, stared at him, and asked, "Dr. Liang, aren't you being too lenient with me? Other people's boyfriends would advise them to drink less, but you're the one who advises them to drink more."

“I’ll worry if you’re alone, but I’m here. Someone will take you home after you finish drinking, so drink if you want.” Liang Yanzhe simply unbuttoned the top button of his shirt and took off his tie. “Besides, I’m not your boyfriend, I’m your husband.”

Lin Fei couldn't stop laughing.

The eloquence of an honest person is always amusing.

Lin Fei, being restless, insisted on retying his tie, ostensibly as an apology.

Liang Yanzhe glanced at the asymmetrical knot and frowned slightly.

"Don't untie it, or I'll take it as you being angry." Lin Fei could tell at a glance that his mild obsessive-compulsive disorder was acting up.

After making some adjustments, Liang Yanzhe finally looked pleasing to the eye.

Hearing the man breathe a sigh of relief, Lin Fei couldn't stop laughing and leaned against him.

Liang Yanzhe hugged her: "Sit still."

"No." She pulled his large hand over and compared the length of his fingers.

No wonder it felt deep.

So long...

He even touched the calluses on his hands, making his large, well-defined hands look particularly rough.

She couldn't help but imagine what it would feel like to put on gloves and pick up a knife.

What happens when the blood is dirty?

As she stroked her neatly manicured nails, she longed to bring them to her nose and smell them.

The man saw through her thoughts, grabbed her hand tightly, and stopped her.

A guy came to the table across from us and started flirting with a girl who was drinking alone, using the same old tricks.

He used the excuse that he lost a game and wanted to add her on WeChat.

Lin Fei watched with great interest.

"Snap out of it."

A large, thick hand patted her back.

"Although it's cliché, the courage is commendable," Lin Fei commented.

He asked with a smile, "Judging from your tone, you seem a little disappointed?"

"Yes, if it weren't for Dr. Liang, maybe he would have exchanged a few words with me." Lin Fei's hands were still wandering around restlessly.

Reaching into Liang Yanzhe's pocket, I touched a hard cube, felt the raised pattern on it, and took it out.

A completely black Zippo lighter with a golden eye design.

"Does Dr. Liang smoke?" She leaned closer to sniff his collar, then deliberately touched his Adam's apple. "You don't smell of smoke."

During her university years, a student pursued her. He had a clean and refined demeanor and a pretty face. She considered the possibility of developing a relationship with him, but after learning that he never made his bed in the dormitory, loved to accumulate smelly socks, and had poor personal hygiene, she immediately lost interest and quickly distanced herself from him.

Liang Yanzhe was different; she had met him and found that he not only had good personal habits but was also very friendly to the people he lived with.

He cleans the house regularly. Although he has mild obsessive-compulsive disorder, he only requires this of himself and never asks her to do it.

The most incredible thing is that he squats to urinate, which never makes her feel uncomfortable. She needs a long time to adapt when living with other people, but not with him. Everything goes smoothly and naturally.

"I can smoke, but I won't smoke." Liang Yanzhe lifted the lighter's cap with his thumb, then pinched the lighter between his middle and ring fingers. With a little force, the lighter stretched outwards. His middle finger quickly hooked the lighter and turned it half a circle. His knuckles lifted it up, and his thumb quickly connected, lifting the lighter up. He then pinched the cap and let it hang freely.

The subsequent movements were too fast for her to see clearly. She only saw the base of his index finger exert force to rub downwards, and a flame leaped up, dancing in his dark eyes through his glasses.

She even saw her own blank, dazed expression inside.

With a tap of the middle finger, the lid closed, and the brief flame went out.

His eyes were fixed on her, mesmerized.

After showing off his skills, he asked in a flirtatious tone, like a guy trying to pick someone up: "Come with me?"

Lin Fei smiled: "Thank you, Dr. Liang, for satisfying my vanity of wanting to be hit on."

Whether or not he struck up a conversation was no longer important; she was interested in his fancy way of playing with the lighter, so she asked him to do it again and even recorded a short video on her phone.

Liang Yanzhe complied with her and did as she said.

A while later, I saw that Lin Fei had posted the video on his WeChat Moments.

The caption reads: "[This handsome guy asked me if I wanted to go home with him, and I took a big step and said: Elbow!]"

After reading the copy, he imagined the tone of her voice and couldn't help but smile.

Lin Fei: "I thought Dr. Liang only wanted to study the classics, but it turns out you can smoke and drink, and you're quite skilled at picking up girls too. Sure enough, geniuses can excel at anything, it just depends on whether they want to or not."

“How can you study all day? Everyone gets tired sometimes. You also participate in recreational activities in college.” Liang Yanzhe put away his lighter. “If I had any skills for picking up girls, I wouldn’t have lost my composure when you confessed to me that day.”

"Alright, I'll take pity on you and not ask anymore." Lin Fei stood up. "Sir, could you carry me back?"

Liang Yanzhe got up to pay the bill, leaving her to wait where she was.

Lin Fei discovered more than twenty unread messages in her WeChat Moments.

Thanks to Liang Yanzhe, she added all of his friends after the engagement party.

Fortunately, we added each other as friends, so I didn't miss any of everyone's comments.

Zhou Hui: [So, bro, all that hard work practicing this was for picking up girls someday! Brilliant!]

Liang Yanyi: [If you can spin a pen, you can spin it, right?]

Another top student who can learn something immediately just by looking at it.

Song Jili: [He also enjoys extreme sports; ask him to take you sometime.]

This reply caught Lin Fei's attention. He couldn't tell that Liang Yanzhe was into extreme sports; he thought Liang was quiet and only exercised in the gym.

Liang Yanling: [I'm totally stunned by his handsomeness, I definitely have to go back home!]

Tu Xia: [Mu Mu, you've found a dream husband! He stays up all night with you and even goes to bars. My husband doesn't work and goes to bed at 10 pm...]

Liang Yanru: [You're really bold to make such a request of your elder brother.]

Chi Yao: [Big sister, you're having such a good time, leaving me to suffer alone.]

Upon seeing Chi Yao's reply, she offered a few words of encouragement.

Whether things will succeed or not depends entirely on him.

Liang Yanzhe paid the bill and stood at the end of the aisle waiting.

Seeing that she was holding her phone without looking up, I called out to her.

She immediately jogged over.

As midnight approached, the streets were deserted.

As soon as they stepped out of the bar, Liang Yanzhe knelt down in front of Lin Fei, and she pounced on him, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck.

Liang Yanzhe easily carried her on his back and walked back to the hotel along the street.

He walked slowly, his slight swaying making her drowsy.

As they passed the intersection, Lin Fei suddenly snapped out of his daze, patted Liang Yanzhe on the shoulder, and exclaimed excitedly, "Let's go to the other side! It's over there with the poster!"

It was rare to see her in such high spirits, and Liang Yanzhe didn't understand why, but he did as she said.

Lin Fei stepped down to the flat ground, jogged forward, and looked up at the game characters on the huge billboard.

He stood behind her without disturbing her.

"Is it the game company you used to work for?" Liang Yanzhe asked, worried that Lin Fei would be standing all night, and walked over to her side.

Lin Fei nodded and said with a smile, "Yes, I used to be a copywriter for games. From the beginning of my employment, besides writing copy for events, I also wrote his stories. After getting to know him, I gradually became the main writer of his stories."

It's clear that she really loves the characters she creates.

Her life in Haishi was not bad, even quite good, so why did she leave?

Fearing that asking the question would offend her, he chose to remain silent.

But I have never seen her look at anyone with eyes full of love and reluctance.

"Why did you leave Haishi?" he asked again.

It seems impossible not to be curious about her past; I secretly want to know what she went through during the six years we didn't see each other.

Lin Fei put his hands in his pockets, took one last look at the poster, and turned to leave: "I wanted to leave as early as my first year in Haishi. I couldn't get used to the food here, nor the climate. I just wanted to go back to Jiangdu, back to Chunxi."

"But God always likes to play jokes, and perhaps everyone's ups and downs in life are caused by God's jokes."

She waved her hand dismissively and continued speaking in an indifferent tone.

"I became the writer of his story before I was ready to submit my resignation."

"So, you chose to stay?"

Liang Yanzhe felt that this was not something Lin Fei would do.

Once she has a certain idea, promotions and raises alone won't be enough to keep her.

"Someone begged me to stay."

“Shuangming?” he asked.

“Yes, she’s been with the company since the early stages of the project. She’s the creator of the game characters. She’s been mentoring me since I joined the company, and we quickly became close. A week before I was to resign, she was diagnosed with late-stage cancer and had to be hospitalized. She approached me, hoping I could stay and continue working on the game character descriptions, because I was the description writer who knew the characters best besides her. She loved the characters she created, and because a new event was about to begin, she didn’t want all her hard work to go to waste. But I really wanted to go back to Jiangdu, and I couldn’t refuse her request. She said just one year, until she said goodbye to this world… then I would leave.” She choked up as she finished speaking.

That was the most difficult year for her in Haishi. The high-pressure work and the inability to face the fact that her friend had passed away led her to start binge eating to relieve the stress and vent her inner anxiety. However, when she saw her friend's increasingly pale face, she chose to grit her teeth and persevere.

Liang Yanzhe took her hand.

He hesitated to ask the question: "What is their relationship?"

Thinking that the person is gone, there is no need to dwell on it anymore.

Lin Fei's decision to return to Jiangdu signifies a new beginning; she has already looked ahead, so it would be tactless for him to ask any further questions.

“I went to see her today.” Lin Fei leaned her head gently against Liang Yanzhe’s arm. “It reminded me of all the times we worked together late into the night, sneaking into events that players organized for their game characters and sharing in their joy.”

For the first time, Liang Yanzhe was at a loss. He was usually good at saying any kind of polite words, but he didn't know what to do.

After a long while, they walked back to the hotel.

As the elevator ascended, he looked at their reflections in the doorway and struggled to find his voice: "If he hadn't died from his illness, would you have returned to Jiangdu?"

Lin Fei: "Of course, I probably would have returned to Jiangdu a year ago, and maybe I would have been working in the copywriting team of a game company."

She continued, seemingly to herself, "Then I might meet you a year from now."

"Isn't he your best choice?"

Aren't they quite compatible?

He took meticulous care of her as she entered the workforce, patiently helping her grow until she could stand on her own, and even entrusted her with the most important task before leaving.

“The best…person?” Lin Fei paused for a few seconds, but fearing he would disturb the residents on the same floor, he had to lower his voice. “How could she be my best person? First, she’s only two years older than me, and second, she’s married.”

Liang Yanzhe raised an eyebrow slightly: "You're quite moral."

Lin Fei laughed and said, "Third, she's a woman!"

Realizing that he had been misunderstanding all along, she felt slightly embarrassed, but didn't show it.

Liang Yanzhe pursed his lips and took out the room key from his pocket.

The doorbell rang, and Lin Fei pressed down on the handle, squeezed in front of him, and pressed herself against the door, asking, "Is this why you're unhappy tonight?"

"Let's talk inside." Liang Yanzhe glanced at the empty corridor with only security cameras.

Lin Fei stood firm: "Is that so?"

“I misunderstood you, and I apologize,” he said. “Everyone has a past, and I don’t mind it. I only care about the present.”

"And what about you? Do you have a past?" Lin Fei moved closer to him, her gaze intense. "A past of six years without seeing each other, do you?"

Since they met again, they have never brought up the past six years.

"No."

His voice was flat and devoid of any emotion.

She grabbed his tie and kissed him, more eagerly than the previous two kisses.

The door closed from the inside.

A black coat and a light blue trench coat fell to the ground, scattered in disarray.

The indoor temperature gradually rose, but their kissing never stopped.

“Liang Yanzhe, I’ve discovered that you’re really hard to coax.” She knelt on either side of his thighs, leaning forward to avoid touching the hard fabric of his suit trousers.

He didn't like the position, so he easily flipped over and took the top spot.

"Who's the hardest to coax?" he asked in a low voice.

Lin Fei stepped on his forearm with her heel, slightly out of breath, and said, "I..."

Her resistance was futile.

The raised leg was easily grabbed by the ankle.

The air inside was thin, and she felt like she couldn't breathe.

Everything was sticky and wet.

Because of his attentive service, she felt it was a perfect experience.

She was captivated by the feelings he gave her.

She fell for his gentleness.

But only once.

"stop……"

“Bob, how can we stop?” he asked from behind her.

Lin Fei felt his bones melt from being called so loudly.

The more you struggle, the stronger the control you will have.

He seemed domineering, yet every movement he made was full of tenderness.

He seemed to be getting sicker, and Liang Yanzhe was irresistible in this state.

She raised her foot to resist, but he swiftly grabbed her ankle and pinched it until it left a red mark.

"Don't move," he commanded coldly.

His large hand pressed down on her shoulder blades, pushing her into the blankets.

She quieted down, and his gentleness washed over her like warm seawater.

"Kneel properly."

"You did a great job."

He already knew how to manipulate her, and he knew that she would lose her mind because of sweet talk and cooperate with any play he wanted.

On the night of their engagement, he completely restrained himself, but when he truly let loose, she couldn't handle it.

The last time was in the bathroom.

Standing under the shower, soaked to the bone, his kisses were hotter than the water.

"Mr. Liang," her voice was hoarse, "if you had known we would end up like this, would you have opened your eyes when I stole a kiss from you back then?"

He didn't respond, and continued in silence.

She nearly fell, but his hands held her tightly.

"Won't."

His reply was morally sound, but the deep kiss that followed left her breathless.

She turned her head to avoid it, but her cheek was pinched, and the falling water made it impossible for her to open her eyes.

"You'd better behave, I don't want to punish you."

His intimidating warning made her legs tremble.

This time, she didn't provoke him again; his gaze didn't seem like a joke.

When the game started, he picked up the character with ease, while she became the deserter.

Before she completely blacked out, that sentence kept repeating in her mind—

Liang Yanzhe is a born daddy.

He just didn't know it before.

...

Lin Fei didn't know how long he had slept.

It's as if I'm trying to make up for all the sleep I missed in the past.

When she woke up again, her body ached so much that she felt like her heart was dying. Then came the familiar sticky feeling and the faint smell of medicine.

The after-sales service was still excellent.

She reached for her phone on the bedside table.

Since getting married, her phone is no longer lying in some corner of the bed when she wakes up; Liang Yanzhe will put it away for her and plug in the charging cable.

It's already 3 PM.

The other side of the bed was cold; a highly energetic person had already gone out to attend a medical summit.

By checking the phone's background battery usage, it was found that it was only charged at 3 PM.

Including tidying up the messy room, Liang Yanzhe didn't go to sleep until at least 3:30 AM, and sometimes he didn't.

There is one unread WeChat message, which is from Liang Yanzhe.

Mr. Liang: [Let me know when you wake up.]

Lin Fei complained bitterly: "I feel like I'll be lying in bed all day; my legs are so sore!"

Liang Yanzhe replied three minutes later: [I've ordered takeout for you. After you eat, watch TV in your room and wait for me to come back. I'll go out with you later.]

Lin Fei glanced outside; the sky was overcast. He asked, "It's about to rain. Do you have an umbrella? I'll come pick you up."

Mr. Liang: [Do you have an umbrella?]

Lin Fei: [Of course not. I heard that your summit's tea breaks have delicious little cakes. As Mrs. Liang, is it possible for me to have that opportunity?]

Liang Yanzhe sent a new voice message, accompanied by his low laughter: "Come on, I'll meet you at the door."

Lin Fei went to change his clothes excitedly, unaware of what was about to happen.

After putting away his phone, Liang Yanzhe met his colleague's teasing gaze and said something on her behalf: "Don't ask her too many questions. My wife... is timid."

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Author's Note: [Laughing out loud] Someone is a born daddy, he just hasn't realized it yet (shrugs).

Still 66, love you all! [Let me see...]

Still asking for nutrient solution and comments! [Sprinkling flowers]