Chapter 53 I Bet You Will Fall in Love with Me
Cheng Yu is an adventurous person.
After Zhou Zhou returned to China, he heard about his entrepreneurial journey on Wall Street. Few people would dare to invest all their liquid capital in a student project that hadn't yet generated any returns.
There is a saying: Those who get involved in a situation and take responsibility are the ones who can hope to achieve success.
An outsider can remain absolutely sober and calm, but if you want to be a good chess player, you can't stay out of it; you have to be a good chess piece.
When Cheng Yu decided to have something happen with Zhou Zhou again, he no longer wanted to simply withdraw.
Zhou Zhou smiled.
In the brightly lit hall, her eyelashes flickered, casting a deep shadow. "Open conspiracy is strong. Do you want to dominate?"
Cheng Yu chuckled: "You can also tell me your conspiracy."
"I just slept with a man. It's not like I'm plotting anything." Zhou Zhou reminded him calmly, "You should know that I didn't come to see you today to compromise with what happened that day."
"I know, but we're sitting here now." Cheng Yu emphasized each word, "You're sitting across from me now, Zhou Zhou."
From the moment they failed to hold hands, something began to undercurrent between the two of them.
Cheng Yu went through so much trouble, no doubt to remind Zhou Zhou that she was not indifferent to him.
Even though Zhou Zhou kept saying that she was just sleeping with a man and made it sound light and simple, there was no way to deny that her growing interest in Cheng Yu made her automatically ignore the unpleasantness between them.
When she was awake and conscious, she took the initiative to become a chess piece.
Like Cheng Yu, she is also the one holding the chess pieces and wants to be a good chess player.
The soup in the bowl, which was sweet and delicious just a second ago, became as unappetizing as Cheng Yu's words and became tasteless in an instant.
Zhou Zhou stared at the layer of oil foam floating in the bowl and took a deep breath.
She put down her chopsticks.
She raised her head and looked at him with a half-smile: "Cheng Yu, is this what you call 'compromise'?"
Skipping the step of mutual compromise, she and he became chess pieces on the chessboard. No matter who is black or white, they are here anyway.
Zhou Zhou turned on his phone, pointed at the time and said impatiently, "Cheng Yu, from this afternoon till now, we've only enjoyed less than eight hours of comfortable time. If you want us to part ways on bad terms again, I can leave now."
Cheng Yu smiled calmly: "Zhou Zhou, I'm just discussing with you how you want to complete your bet. You're the one who's excited."
Compared to her impetuousness, Cheng Yu remained unmoved throughout the whole process.
He said, "I just want you to do something, so I can feel a sense of participation. Besides, since I'm involved, you can enjoy more benefits. You don't need to draw inferences from everything I say and think the worst of me, right?"
Zhou Zhou curled his lips perfunctorily.
She is not a three-year-old child who can be dismissed with just a few words.
Everyone knows Sima Zhao's intentions. How could Cheng Yu be so kind-hearted?
Which sentence is not a reminder to her, and which sentence is not full of deep meaning?
The person on the other side suddenly said "oh", as if he just realized something at this moment.
Obviously not.
The gradually widening curve of his mouth betrayed him, as did the mischievous malice in his eyes: "Zhou Zhou, you are so sensitive. Are you afraid that if I get involved in this, you will fall in love with me?"
Zhou Zhou had a momentary tinnitus.
The waiter came over to serve the dishes. Cheng Yu's mouth opened and closed as he moved the bowl on the table, but she could hardly hear him clearly.
It started when he said "Fall in love with me".
A few seconds later, the surrounding noise came into her ears again, and she heard the boss shouting outside in the noisy hall: "We are full."
Zhou Zhou didn't know what it meant, but when he saw the people leaving outside the door, he vaguely guessed that it meant there were no seats left.
When silence was once again surrounded by noise, Zhou Zhou reached an unprecedented calmness.
People like them can only talk about falling in love with a person's body, but cannot talk about falling in love with a person.
Love has many meanings, including family, friendship...but it cannot be love.
To them, love is a hollow frame filled with tiny needles, which will indiscriminately attack anyone who is sincere.
She retracted her gaze and asked him calmly, "Aren't you afraid?"
Cheng Yu didn't answer her either. After a while, he threw another question back: "Have you ever thought about getting married?"
"No." Zhou Zhou said, "I am the only child of my parents. My marriage is inextricably linked to Yueda's future. It's probably an arranged marriage."
Cheng Yu asked her: "Is Shengyi a good choice?"
Zhou Zhou glanced at him in surprise, then smiled without emotion. "Chen Yiyang and I often say that maybe one day we'll end up together as childhood friends. After all, the Zhou and Chen families are old friends, and this is a relationship that spans decades."
Cheng Yu curled his lips, not surprised.
As he stopped talking, silence fell between them again.
The silence wasn't suffocating or awkward.
It can be said to be a kind of thinking, or it can be said to be a kind of consideration.
Zhou Zhou thought that Cheng Yu must be thinking about how to respond.
She looked at the table full of dishes, which she had hardly touched.
The two of them ordered a pot of porridge and a pot of soup, plus a few side dishes, which was indeed a bit too much. His words had just spoiled her appetite, and she was a little bit unable to swallow.
Zhou Zhou sighed and felt it was a pity.
It’s really delicious.
The food on the table today is just like Cheng Yu’s, delicious but not very exciting.
It’s not that Zhou Zhou doesn’t dare to admit it. She doesn’t think that this is an admission, but there is no need to say it.
Cheng Yu is a bottomless pit - it's not that he is always asking for things, but that you can never get to the bottom of his deepest thoughts.
This kind of person is born to bewitch others, and she is really afraid of liking him.
No one picked up the food from the table until they left.
The car was parked outside, and the two of them walked out along the alley. Occasionally, a car would pass by with its headlights on, and Cheng Yu would put his arm around her shoulders, lead her to the wall, and stand there waiting for the car to pass.
A hundred meters or so is not far, and it stretches out in this quiet atmosphere.
After stopping several times to let the car pass, Cheng Yu did not put his hand back into his pocket as before, but held hers: "Zhou Zhou, how about giving it a try?"
It was still that frivolous and casual tone, no different from what she had heard before.
He would say it at every point in their relationship.
Zhou Zhou paused for a moment, but didn't let go of his hand immediately: "Try what?"
Guessing vaguely what he was going to say, she spoke in an exceptionally soft voice, as if wanting to hear more clearly the decision he had made after a long period of thought.
"The marriage between Shengyi and Yueda is the best choice for Yueda." Cheng Yu paused.
Those eyes seemed like obsidian, emitting a faint glow in the night. "If we both win this bet, how about we get married?"
Hearing this, she burst out laughing: "I won, the bet was that you were moved. Even if you won, you only developed a relationship with me for half a year."
Zhou Zhou told him, "Cheng Yu, I may not be moved."
"Then let's change the bet."
"Change what?"
"Just half a year, I bet you'll fall in love with me."
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