Chapter 57 You can kiss me in other places too.

Jiang Meng's fingers were still trembling slightly when she opened QQ Space.

She opened the album titled "First Love".

Click on one of the pictures.

A: "But I want to tell you, you have your strengths, your irreplaceable qualities. Having another younger sibling won't make you disappear from this world; there will still be people who love you. They won't change because of anyone else's appearance. They won't change, they won't disappear. I just love you; there's no way I can not love you. No matter what you become, your existence is very important to me. Very, very important, extremely important. Although I'm not a big shot, you'll always be in my heart. Does thinking like this make you feel better?"

That day, she learned that her father might have an illegitimate child. Faced with the truth, Jiang Meng deserted, her legs went weak on the subway home, and she chose to tell a "stranger" her unspeakable secret.

From childhood to adulthood, she has received quite a few confessions of love, sweet words, flowers, and music; Jiang Meng has been fortunate enough to encounter them all.

Men are often narcissistic; their motivations are mostly self-centered.

Sweet words are for possession, flowers and music are for self-indulgence. She's received handwritten letters too, each one filled with her own self-absorbed affection. Jiang Meng, the object of their admiration, is merely a performer for their infatuation.

Anyone could have been the one to handle this.

And much of that infatuation has a shelf life shorter than the milk in her refrigerator.

She finds it difficult to see her own existence in these forms of "love".

Therefore, very few words or actions can truly touch her heart.

A is different.

He offered her his whole heart.

Did Chen Jizhou ever like her so passionately?

Jiang Meng remembered something. On the day she had arranged to meet A, A did not show up, but Chen Jizhou did.

At that time, she was extremely frustrated and convinced that his sudden appearance was to laugh at her.

Is it possible that he wasn't there to make a fool of her, but rather to keep a date?

Jiang Meng wanted to ask Chen Jizhou a question.

He'll probably deny it to the death or spout a bunch of lies.

Chen Jizhou (Number One): Did you take the wrong medicine? Narcissism is a disease; let me introduce you to a doctor.

Number Two Chen Jizhou: If I like you, I'll find a block of tofu and smash my head against it.

Number Three Chen Jizhou: Yes, I admit it, I like you. Are you satisfied now? Tell me, what do you want? A French, Italian, Chinese, or American kiss?

Jiang Meng was amused by the voice in her head: "Chen Jizhou, what kind of scoundrel image have you built up in my mind?"

But if A really is him, then wouldn't her rebuttal and disappointment back then also hurt him?

While Holmes was still connecting the clues and investigating, Ye Jing called.

Before the other person could speak, Jiang Meng's slightly arrogant voice rang out: "Sister, I'm in love."

Ye Jing's words were cut off, and she was stunned for a moment: "Huh? How did you meet?"

Jiang Meng: "You don't need to know how we met, anyway, he's 600 times better than that slut you introduced me to."

"Why is it 600 times?"

She said sweetly, "Because today is the sixth day of my relationship."

"I'm in a relationship, so I have to use this kind of voice when I talk."

Jiang Meng put her hands on her hips: "Yeah, I'm in a sweet relationship right now, with a sweet girl, of course."

"Can't you just be normal?"

"Mind your own business, lol."

Ye Jing was at Ye Zhaoxu's place when some relatives went over for dinner. While the two were making dumplings in the kitchen, they happened to mention Jiang Meng. Ye Zhaoxu then asked Ye Jing to call her and ask, "Are you coming back for the Mid-Autumn Festival? Bring your boyfriend back to meet us."

“I’m not going back. I’m too busy since school just started,” Jiang Meng said again. “Besides, my boyfriend is quite shy. Who can handle you asking him when we’re getting married and having kids right away? Don’t scare him to death.”

Ye Jing chuckled and didn't refute her. Then she said something to the person next to her, and Jiang Meng heard her talking to her mother. After a while, the voice came over: "I told your mom, and she said if your boyfriend is called shy, then there's no one in the world who's outgoing."

Jiang Meng was quite surprised: "Mom knows?"

She said, "Who else can turn you into a sweet girl?"

Ye Jing's phone was passed to someone nearby: "You tell her yourself, Auntie."

Ye Zhaoxu took the question: "You've managed to win over all the people who don't want to get married?"

Jiang Meng said smugly, "Of course! Your daughter is incredibly charming, okay? Chen Jizhou is completely under my spell. He's the kind of person who's too lazy to even date."

Ye Zhaoxu sighed, "It's really not easy."

Jiang Meng laughed and said, "It's quite easy. With my beauty, all I have to do is charm, and men are easily won over."

Ye Zhaoxu said, "I didn't say anything about you."

Jiang Meng wanted to ask, "Who are you talking about? Chen Jizhou?" It would be even easier for him. Although it wasn't a matter of who pursued whom, Jiang Meng was clearly more proactive.

However, she didn't mention those things again, and asked in a meaningful whisper, "Mom, do you think he might have had feelings for me before?"

Ye Zhaoxu asked in a tone that wasn't surprised but pretended to be: "Oh? Really? How did you figure that out?"

Jiang Meng counted on her fingers and said, "Look, he doesn't want a family, a wife, or children. I thought he was so noble, but I captured him so easily. Is there any other possibility besides that he had been in love with me for a long time?"

"Maybe you two are too familiar with each other, and he's too lazy to try getting along with other people. If he thinks it's a good fit, he'll give it a try."

Jiang Meng judged, muttering, "That's true, it fits his personality."

Chen Jizhou also used the phrase "knows each other inside and out" that day. Their relationship could skip the usual adjustment process between couples, which was convenient for both of them.

Ye Zhaoxu smiled and said, "Go to sleep early, little elm."

"Who is Little Elmwood?"

Jiang Meng put down her phone and opened a can of food for the cat.

Xiao Jin, who was lounging on the sofa taking a nap, heard the noise and rushed over like an arrow released from a bow.

Jiang Meng scolded it: "Little Jin, you've been naughty today. Your parents could have had a three-hundred-round battle here, but what's wrong with you? How did your tail grow so long? Hmm, it's become an irreversible obstacle for us, you know?"

Jiang Meng poked its butt: "Eat, eat, all you ever think about is eating."

However, she was in a good mood today and quickly grinned again: "But you're so cute, so I choose to forgive you, little darling. I'm going to rub your tail for you, I hurt you today."

Holmes's work is not over yet.

Jiang Meng sent Xie Zhu a message: "I have a question for you."

Xie Zhuo: "You say it."

Jiang Meng: "Don't you think I'm a little clumsy?"

Xie Zhuo: "Let me tell you something you don't know."

Jiang Meng: "[Smiling]"

Jiang Meng: "What are the signs that you like someone? I'm asking seriously, so please answer seriously."

Xie Zhuo typed for a while, looking somewhat troubled by her, and finally sent a simple message: "Follow her."

Jiang Meng: "Should we follow the ideas, or take action?"

Xie Zhuo: "Yes, I will. If she wants to see me, I will appear immediately."

Xie Zhuo: "This is very complicated. Can you figure it out?"

Jiang Meng: "I don't understand it, so I'm asking you. What about friends?"

Xie Zhuo: "Differentiated by people"

Jiang Meng: "If I want to see you, will you show up?"

Xie Zhuo: "It depends on what's wrong. If your life is hanging by a thread, I'll consider helping you."

Jiang Meng sent a middle finger.

Jiang Meng, still unwilling to give up, asked, "What if someone always appears the moment I need them?"

Xie Zhuo: "A deep love."

Jiang Meng: "Is there no other possibility?"

Xie Zhuo: "What possibilities do you envision?"

Jiang Meng didn't bring up that matter again, but instead asked him, "How has Chen Jizhou been these past few years?"

Xie Zhuo: "Haven't he always been very carefree?"

Jiang Meng was overwhelmed with emotions, and finally typed slowly: "That's good."

The Ark account is still being updated, but not very frequently. Chen Jizhou has been quite focused on his career since returning to China these past two years, and hasn't had much free time to practice the piano. Today, Jiang Meng brought this up, and Chen Jizhou said: "Paying so much attention to me? Have you been secretly in love with me for years? When did it start?"

He wore a smile, waiting for her to quickly give him an explanation, only to be met with a big eye roll.

In her early years, she would even resort to physical violence, but Jiang Meng is different now; she is much gentler with her boyfriend.

Jiang Meng clicked on his newly posted video.

His white shirt was open, revealing a white T-shirt underneath. His neck was fair and clean, and an exquisite, expensive silver chain hung from his collarbone. The instrument rested on a pair of light blue, loose-fitting jeans. He introduced himself with a handsome, smooth glissando, playing "Trouble Maker," the song Jiang Meng wanted to hear. Chen Jizhou had already granted Jiang Meng exclusive song requests; he would have to transcribe unfamiliar pieces, but he had the patience for that.

Jiang Meng sent the video to Xie Zhuo: "Your good brother already has tens of thousands of fans, what about you [winking emoji]?"

Xie Zhuo: "...colluding with each other."

Xie Zhuo: "Stay away from me."

Jiang Meng admitted that she and Chen Jizhou were indeed becoming collusive, specifically in that she would laugh heartily for Chen Jizhou when she saw Xie Zhuo unhappy.

Before going to bed, Jiang Meng tidied up her bedroom.

Chen Jizhou came by today and asked her after he left, "Do you want to move to a bigger place? If you think it's too expensive, I'll pay your rent."

Jiang Meng asked why.

He said, "Safety is one aspect, but I can cook for you when I have time. Ordering takeout all the time isn't good for your health."

Jiang Meng was overjoyed: "Great! You didn't want to be my bodyguard, so you wanted to be my cook."

Chen Jizhou ruffled her hair and said affectionately, "Yes, you're born to worry."

Thinking of this, she sent him a message: "Actually, I have a small kitchen on my balcony, but I don't use it much. Would you like to come and cook for me? I'll clean it up for you."

Chen Jizhou readily agreed: "Okay, when?"

Jiang Meng: "Come whenever you have time."

Chen Jizhou: "Saturday"

Jiang Meng: "Okay"

Chen Jizhou: "What would you like to eat?"

Jiang Meng: "I'll eat whatever you make."

Chen Jizhou: "Then I'll decide what to buy."

Jiang Meng: "Looking forward to it!"

If you're not in a rush to leave, Jiang Meng's little house is quite tidy.

She had just finished cleaning on Saturday afternoon before Chen Jizhou arrived.

So when he entered the room this time, he felt that the space was much more spacious.

With the curtains drawn, Jiang Meng was watching a Korean drama on a projector at home.

She didn't change out of her nightgown, sat on the carpet with drinks on a small table, and looked quite relaxed.

Because the curtains were closed and she didn't turn on the lights, the room was very dark.

Chen Jizhou entered by entering the password. When Jiang Meng looked over, he was standing with his back to the hallway light, in the intersection of light and shadow. He was wearing a casual black hooded sweatshirt and a black baseball cap, carrying two bags of groceries. The groceries were gently placed on the shelf at the entrance. Chen Jizhou took off his hat, changed his shoes and walked inside.

"What delicious food did you buy?" Jiang Meng asked excitedly as she went to greet him.

He said, "See if this is okay. If not, I'll add some more."

She unfolded the plastic bag, took out the items one by one, and said with a smile, "These are all my favorites."

Chen Jizhou smiled slightly, his smile revealing a smug satisfaction that said, "It's not hard to figure out your tastes."

He closed the door and glanced at Jiang Meng. She was wearing a loose-fitting cartoon onesie nightgown, her hair was down, and she looked like she had just gotten up. However, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and it seemed that she had been staying at home all day, feeling bored. She put the groceries in the refrigerator for the time being: "It's still early. I just finished lunch. I'll cook later."

"Um."

Chen Jizhou had come after playing basketball. He and his colleagues usually played basketball, but there was no shower at the basketball court, so he went back to the hotel, took a shower, and shaved thoroughly before coming to her place. He smelled wonderful – his hair, clothes, and neck. Jiang Meng smelled it, leaned closer to his face, and sniffed him. "You even took a shower and changed clothes? You're giving me such a grand welcome."

Chen Jizhou laughed and gently rubbed her head away.

It's a bit chilly outside, but it's very warm inside.

It was even a bit hot; she probably turned on the central air conditioning.

She took the vegetables, leaving Chen Jizhou with empty hands. He stood there thinking, "I'm not in a hurry to leave today, so..."

What should we do next?

Jiang Meng asked him, "Do you have anything else to do today? Are you going to suddenly leave?"

No, it won't happen.

She smiled with relief.

Jiang Meng made room for him on the sofa and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "Have a seat first. Are you watching a show?"

"I don't watch it much."

"Come with me and take a look."

“Okay.” He walked over.

Then the two of them sat down and quietly watched a Korean drama.

There was a cushion in the middle.

"Do you eat snacks?" Jiang Meng suddenly asked him.

"I won't eat."

"oh."

Chen Jizhou leaned back lazily, stretching his long legs forward, making the territory she had painstakingly expanded seem smaller again.

They used to watch TV together like this when they were kids. Every time the male and female leads in a TV series started having some intense scenes, Jiang Meng would suddenly need to go to the toilet or get a drink of water and then take the opportunity to leave.

However, she no longer needed to blush and walk away. Jiang Meng looked at the screen, but her mind was not on the plot.

How strange, we've been in the same space before...

Maybe her apartment is too small; it feels suffocating everywhere.

Jiang Meng said, "Don't be so reserved."

Chen Jizhou glanced at her: "Don't be shy, what's wrong?"

He certainly seemed quite relaxed.

Chen Jizhou didn't know what it meant to be relaxed. Should he sit on her bed?

Her bed was right next to him, the blankets were not folded, they were pink, and they were neatly pulled to the four corners.

The wrought iron bed was about 1.5 meters long, not particularly big, but her plush toy was very long and fat, taking up quite a bit of space.

"Oh, then why don't you hug me?"

"..."

Chen Jizhou lowered the hand that was holding the back of his head, stretched it to the side, and pulled the person into his arms.

Jiang Meng pushed the middle cushion onto the carpet and snuggled closer to him, completely satisfied.

She wrapped her arms around Chen Jizhou's waist. He was wearing a thick sweatshirt, and although she couldn't feel it inside, Jiang Meng had checked the weather forecast that morning and it was quite chilly outside.

He smelled wonderful, you could even say he was very alluring.

Jiang Meng looked up and couldn't resist kissing his chin. Soon, her chin was turned around, and a kiss landed on her as he lowered his head.

The lips slowly became moist.

Jiang Meng's heart raced, and her embrace turned into clutching his clothes; her palms quickly became sweaty. Because she was prone to feeling cold, her hands and feet were always chilly, so the heater was on, causing the temperature to rise sharply at that moment.

Chen Jizhou supported her back and helped her lie down on the sofa. He opened his mouth to kiss her. With her slender body beneath him, it was hard not to feel hot. The male and female protagonists of a Korean drama were arguing nearby, arguing intensely, but it quickly faded away with the few sounds that escaped from her throat. Chen Jizhou's ears burned, and he moved his Adam's apple impatiently. Suddenly, he stopped the kiss, straightened up, lifted his shirt, and quickly took off the sweatshirt. He wasn't wearing anything underneath.

Jiang Meng was still lying on the sofa. As his clothes were ripped off, her hands were suddenly empty. She looked at him blankly for a moment, but her gaze quickly turned to one of satisfaction from the feast for her eyes, even with a hint of smugness.

His voice was deep, accompanied by slightly heavy breathing: "Don't worry, I'm just a little hot."

Jiang Meng responded with an "oh," and said softly, "I'm not worried."

wrong.

She whispered even softer, "It's okay if you make me worry."

Her last words were cut off by his kiss, her fingers tightly clasped above her head. Hearing her make two soft moans as if asking him to stop, Chen Jizhou paused, his dark eyes asking her what was wrong.

Jiang Meng said, "You can kiss me in other places too."

"……Um?"

"It's the neck and stuff. That's how it's portrayed on TV."

As Jiang Meng spoke, as if afraid he wouldn't understand, she pointed to her neck to indicate.

His burning lips fell again, the rough, raw touch of his lips spreading to the softer skin. Jiang Meng's free hand rested on his shoulder blade, feeling it rise and fall with the heat in her heart. He didn't do anything too outrageous, and soon the kiss returned to her ear. Chen Jizhou kissed the back of her ear and then kissed her earlobe.

"Wait! Wait! I want to see this part; it's really exciting in the trailer."

Jiang Meng, afraid of missing the plot, pushed his chest, bringing the kiss, which lasted only five minutes, to an abrupt end.

"..."

Chen Jizhou lowered his brows and gave a low, deep "hmm".

The hoodie was still lying on the sofa. He didn't put it on anymore. He silently leaned back and watched the "particularly exciting" part with her.

As Jiang Meng looked at him, she secretly glanced at him. She lowered her head, took her toes out of her slippers, and lifted them up to show him: "Isn't my manicure pretty?"

"It looks good." He said casually.

She probably really liked it, and even rubbed against his leg, rubbing his knee with her toes a couple of times in dissatisfaction: "Why are you being so perfunctory? You should give me a proper compliment."

Chen Jizhou picked up the pillow from the carpet and placed it between his legs.

He didn't say anything, and Jiang Meng got a little anxious, so she kept rubbing her foot back and forth between his knees and calves.

Until Chen Jizhou said, "Stop it, I'm hard."

"..."

A long silence.

He didn't push her away. Jiang Meng took the initiative and quietly and carefully put her feet back into her shoes.

She continued watching TV.

After a while, Jiang Meng said softly, "Then why didn't you kiss me just now?"

Chen Jizhou said calmly, "How do you know there isn't?"

Yu Guangli sat lazily, a little distance away from her, leaning casually against the sofa.

An even longer silence.

The only thing left in the small bedroom was unintelligible Korean.

She spoke up again, looking at him: "But aren't we boyfriend and girlfriend? It doesn't matter, right?"

"……Um."

"Um."