Chapter 89 Heart Palpitations
The temperature in California in May is pleasant.
This time he came back to submit application materials for early graduation. Even though he had no classes, Zhou Zhou was still as busy as a top and couldn't stop at all.
As soon as she returned to school, her tutor informed her that he had registered her for a local design competition.
Although it is held locally, it is also a well-known competition. If she can win the prize, it will also add a considerable achievement to her resume.
Zhou Zhou quickly began to learn about the preparation process for past competitions.
The design of the studio is also being prepared, and we are keeping in sync with Yan Yiqi, trying to complete the decoration before she returns.
The process of finding creativity is originally the longest part of the design process. It is not easy to make progress on both ends. The time difference is automatically adjusted in the busyness.
Time flies, and she has been back to school for nearly two months.
I revised the design draft again and again, and finally got the approval of the instructor. At the last stage of the competition submission, it was finally sent to the organizer's email.
The tutor asked her to go to the office.
The tutor was busy at that time, so Zhou Zhou stood outside waiting.
The midday sun was the hottest, shining into the corridor from all directions. The area where she was standing was just being bathed in the sun, and her hair was wrapped in warmth, with a warm afterglow when she touched it.
It is cloudy during this period and the sun is rarely seen.
Zhou Zhou moved towards the direction of the sunlight until his shadow was completely immersed in the sunlight, then he stopped with satisfaction.
I looked up at the sky, but it was too bright to open my eyes.
Zhou Zhou put his hand to his forehead when he suddenly heard a broken Chinese voice: "Zhou Zhou?"
In the two months since returning to California, she has become accustomed to the environment where English is everywhere. Even when meeting with Chinese friends privately, they communicate in English.
Apart from the occasional uncontrollable blurt-out of a few lines of national quintessence, nothing else can be heard.
Someone called her Chinese name, and she was momentarily dazed. Perhaps the midday heat had made her a little dazed, creating an illusion. She still kept her eyes raised, not looking away.
Until someone walked up to her, blocking the sunlight from covering her, and called her name again: "Zoe?"
It's not an illusion.
Zhou Zhou withdrew his gaze and was a little surprised to see the person in front of him.
I didn't expect to see Carl here.
Ever since she returned to Beijing, their chat on Facebook ended on that day and they had no more interactions.
Just like their previous relationships, they fulfilled their duties in this relationship, although Carl showed extreme reluctance when leaving.
"Amazing! Zhou Zhou... I didn't expect it was really you." Carl smiled when he saw it was her. After a surprised sound, he spoke to her in broken Chinese.
There are also elective courses in American high schools, and he has learned a little Chinese.
Just a little bit.
Later, he and Zhou Zhou became sexual partners at school. He picked up the little Chinese he had forgotten and would occasionally speak a few words to Zhou Zhou.
Zhou Zhou was surprised for a while, then asked in English with a smile: "Why are you here?"
Just because it’s not that relationship anymore doesn’t mean we have to pretend not to know each other when we meet and no longer have any contact.
Both parties were satisfied during that period. Carl was not the kind of person who sought affection. She had a very good impression of him and they felt quite cordial when they met.
"I'm helping my friend hand in his homework," said Carl.
Those blue and green eyes had been looking at her intently since they met, shining even lighter in the sunlight, as clear as glass beads.
Zhou Zhou likes Carl's eyes very much.
He was the tallest white man she had ever seen, but unlike his tall and burly body, his eyes always made her feel like those of an innocent puppy.
His eyelashes were long and thick, and he blinked unconsciously when he spoke, which always gave her the illusion that they were wet.
He asked again, "What about you?"
Zhou Zhou glanced at the classroom next to him, then looked up at him: "I applied for early graduation. My documents have been reviewed and approved, and my advisor asked me to come over and sign."
"It's pretty fast." Carl leaned against the wall in the corridor, slightly raised his legs and lowered his body. "You're about to graduate early, and I still have a year."
Zhou Zhou turned his head and looked at him straight in the eye.
Carl said: "When did you come back? Why didn't you contact me on Facebook?"
"Why contact you?"
Westerners have no taboos about sex, and their words are straightforward and passionate: "We ended it when you returned to China. I like your body, and we can continue to do it when you come back, until you leave."
Zhou Zhou smiled.
When it comes to her Sexual Partner in California, her favorite is Carl.
He is considerate and thoughtful. Even if they only have sex in bed, he will occasionally engage in some unpretentious romance. He does well in every aspect.
The night she left, he was reluctant to let her go. But after she left, he didn't send any message to her.
A competent lover.
"I'm not going back to my ex." Zhou Zhou said, "Has there been no girl who caught your eye recently?"
"A few." Carl said frankly.
Westerners are always enthusiastic, and Carl, with his appearance, is very popular in school.
What's more, most people here maintain an ambiguous attitude towards open relationships and don't mind this lifestyle.
Carl used to be like this, having several female companions at the same time.
But sometimes he has principles. Unlike other men who are boastful and full of lies, at least he agreed with Zhou Zhou that they could only be together, and he did a good job during that time.
The tutor didn't call him, and his friend didn't come back. The two of them faced the midday sun and chatted like old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time.
He is indeed an old friend whom I haven't seen for a long time.
Carl skillfully put his arm around her shoulders. "Zoe, what kind of man did you meet in China?"
When it comes to this, Zhou Zhou thinks of Cheng Yu.
She has been busy since she came back and rarely thinks about Cheng Yu.
The farewell at the bedroom door that night was so dull, so dull that Cheng Yu ended everything with a single word: "I understand."
When the door was closed, all the light from inside the house disappeared into the corridor.
Surrounded by darkness, she felt an unprecedented peace.
Later when the door opened again, she thought Cheng Yu was going to say something to her, but he didn't.
She couldn't see his eyebrows through the gap. The light only provided her with vision. When her footsteps stopped at the door of her room, she heard a small click.
Very calm, without any anger, and even showed some final consideration.
She didn't delete the WeChat account, but he never posted to Moments. He just occupied a friend slot in her list.
The information also stopped that day, and the previous chat records were quickly pushed to the bottom by various messages and public account push notifications.
The group was still as active as ever, and Cheng Yu remained silent as before.
At least Zhou Zhou occasionally watched what they talked about, or chatted with them in the group, but he never saw Cheng Yu.
“Zoe?” Carl called her back to her senses. “What are you thinking about?”
"There is one." Zhou Zhou told him.
Carl was about to ask more when someone called him from a distance.
Zhou Zhou looked back and saw a blonde girl walking towards him in high heels.
Carl's hand dropped naturally.
The girl leaned close to Carl's chest as if no one was around, and the cleavage on her chest almost sank to the bottom under the pressure. She looked at Zhou Zhou in a friendly manner.
She introduced herself and then asked Zhou Zhou, "What's your name?"
There is no hostility, but harmonious goodwill, and you can tell what the relationship is at a glance.
Zhou Zhou smiled back at her in a friendly manner and greeted her: "Zoe."
The office door over there opened and a Chinese girl came out and said that her tutor was calling her.
The farewell was simple. Carl hugged his new girlfriend and said from behind that they could contact each other on Facebook when they had time.
Zhou Zhou stood in front of the office door, feeling a little nervous.
What made her heart palpitate was not meeting Carl again, but mentioning the man in China. Thinking of Cheng Yu, she found that even a little bit of missing him did not affect the surging waves in her heart.
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