Chapter 14 Holding your hand?
Cheng Luanxin was even more baffled: "No, I'm here to participate in a dating variety show. Why would I come here if I wasn't thinking about falling in love? You're the weird one, okay? Are you jealous of me?"
Song Qiuchi asked back, "What are you jealous of?"
Cheng Luanxin argued confidently: "Are you jealous that Zhiruo holds my hand? In all these years, Zhiruo has never held your hand, right? And Zhiruo even took you to a graffiti art exhibition on a date. It's obvious that she understands my preferences."
Song Qiuchi reminded her, "Cheng Luanxin, you have to understand. When Du Zhiruo came to participate in the show, she didn't know you would be there. She is doing these things to you now, but if you weren't here, she would do it to others. You are not that special. If she really liked you, she could have contacted you all those years ago. She wouldn't have to wait until today to put on an act in front of the camera."
Cheng Luanxin's face gradually drooped. She really hadn't thought so much before Song Qiuchi said it, but she had to admit that what Song Qiuchi said made sense.
"You're the only one who's clear-headed, okay? I know Du Zhiruo doesn't like me that much, but is it okay for me to like her? Is it okay for me to pursue her?"
The more she thought about it, the more unhappy she became. She grumbled in a low voice, feeling aggrieved, "Today could have been such a happy day. I cared so much about you, and you only served to bring me down. Song Qiuchi, you're such a boring person. Can't you just stand by and see others having a good life?"
Song Qiuchi also felt that he had said too much and was silent for a moment: "I'm sorry."
Cheng Luanxin waved her hand: "Forget it, forget it. I won't bother with you. If I did, I would have been mad to death. I won't talk to you anymore. I want to go back and rest."
Song Qiuchi subconsciously grabbed her arm and said, "Wait a moment."
Cheng Luanxin turned her head and asked, "Why, you feel guilty and want to compensate me?"
Song Qiuchi: "Tomorrow is the 15th. Remember to bring your inhibitors before you go out."
Cheng Luanxin: "..."
Cheng Luanxin: "If I still have expectations of you, I'd be a fool!"
The two of them argued in the courtyard for a long time before returning to their respective dormitories.
When Song Qiuchi returned to the dormitory, Du Zhiruo had just finished showering and was drying her hair. Seeing Song Qiuchi come in, she smiled and turned off the hair dryer: "You're back just now, did you go to meet Qiuchi?"
Song Qiuchi was stunned: "How do you know?"
Du Zhiruo raised her phone and said, "I just saw it on Weibo. It turns out you and Qiu Chi have been in contact all these years."
Song Qiuchi avoided her gaze and said, "Not very closely."
Du Zhiruo asked: "But, you will choose Song Qiuchi to go on a date tomorrow, right?"
Song Qiuchi nodded: "Yeah."
Du Zhiruo smiled and said softly, "It seems that I have really missed a lot over the years."
Song Qiuchi didn't know what to say, so he just looked back at Du Zhiruo quietly.
Du Zhiruo's eyes flickered: "If I hadn't gone to school in another province, would things have been different between us?"
Song Qiuchi looked at Du Zhiruo's affectionate expression and thought of Cheng Luanxin's naive and gullible character. She couldn't help but feel a headache. She thought for a moment and changed the subject: "I remember that you and Qiuchi had a good relationship in high school. Why didn't you ask her out today?"
Du Zhiruo said vaguely: "The situation between Qiu Chi and me is more complicated than you think."
Song Qiuchi himself didn't know why things had gotten so complicated. He thought Du Zhiruo was just being mysterious again, so he said, "The situation between Qiuchi and I is also quite complicated. At least it's not the kind of relationship you imagine."
Du Zhiruo paused and said, "If there's a chance next time, can I still ask you out?"
Song Qiuchi nodded: "Of course."
Du Zhiruo smiled: "That's good, thank you for not rejecting me directly."
The next day, Song Qiuchi came to see Cheng Luanxin early with his staff.
The live broadcast room was already full of people:
"Yay, today is another day to have Chi Xin's secret love!"
"I think there's no need to record this show. Chi Xin secretly agreed that we can get married right here."
"I wonder where Luanbao will take Qiuchi to play! I'm looking forward to it."
Cheng Luanxin was about to go out, but Song Qiuchi stopped her at the door: "Did you bring it?"
Cheng Luanxin, of course, didn't bring any, so she asked knowingly, "What should I bring?"
"Inhibitor." Song Qiuchi said calmly, "We agreed that I would give you the injection today."
Cheng Luanxin: "..."
Who told you that?!
Barrage:
"Luanbao even knows Qiuchi's susceptible period!! Who can read this and not say it's true?"
"Really? Only close friends would know about this, right?"
"Helping each other inject suppressants? That's a bit awkward."
Under the watchful eyes of the romantic observer, Cheng Luanxin figured that she would have to get the shot anyway, so she walked into the house with a hopeless look on her face, took out a set of disposable injection equipment from the suitcase, and stuffed it into Song Qiuchi's hands.
Song Qiuchi put the injection equipment into his bag and said, "Let's go."
According to Yu Peiyin's plan, the two of them's itinerary today is to go to the alley where Cheng Luanxin grew up, visit Cheng Luanxin's grandmother, and reminisce about the past.
This was somewhat difficult for Song Qiuchi. After all, she had never been to Cheng Luanxin's home. The alleys in the old city were winding and Song Qiuchi was worried that she couldn't even find the way.
She thought for a moment and said, "You lead the way. Let's see if you still remember how to get there."
Cheng Luan was taken aback, knowing that this was the beginning of a dramatic performance: "No problem, I guarantee you will find it."
Barrage:
"!!!!!!! Does this mean Qiuchi has been to Luanxin's house?!!!!"
"Isn't it normal for young couples to visit each other's homes? What are you so surprised about upstairs?"
"Chi Xin An Xu is killing me!!"
It had just rained in the early morning, and the bluestone path was covered with wet water marks. Some of the slabs were not stable enough, and they were wobbly when stepped on, and water would splash out if you were not careful.
Cheng Luanxin reminded: "This place is not very flat, everyone follow me and be careful where you step."
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Qiuchi stepped on a concave stone slab, and his white pencil pants were splashed with mud spots.
Cheng Luanxin was speechless. She took out a tissue from her bag and squatted down to wipe it for her: "I told you to be careful, but you still got splashed all over."
When she looked up, she saw the director behind her winking at her frantically, targeting Song Qiuchi's hand.
Cheng Luan was stunned. Does this mean... that they should hold hands?
If you think about it this way, if you want to hype up the CP, you really need to add some ambiguous actions...
But letting her hold hands with Song Qiuchi...
Isn’t this too poisonous?
However, the director kept gesturing and making gestures, so Cheng Luanxin had no choice but to ask, "Holding your hand?"
Song Qiuchi was stunned, as if she didn't expect Cheng Luanxin to say that. She paused, then silently stretched out her hand.
Cheng Luanxin gently held Song Qiuchi's fingers, or more accurately, her own fingers. For the first time, she discovered how sensual her hands were, soft and warm. She was even a little embarrassed to hold them tightly, so she just held them gently.
Song Qiuchi lowered his head slightly, wondering what he was thinking.
Barrage:
"Ahhhhhhhh finally holding hands I'm done."
"Just now, Qiu Chi was wiping Luan Xin's trouser legs, which was so sweet."
"Song Qiuchi is really familiar with Cheng Luanxin's house. It seems he has been here many times."
Many families in this alley have used the warehouses in their courtyards to do small businesses, and Cheng Luanxin's family is no exception.
They sell old-fashioned perfumes with hundreds of scents, and each perfume is personally extracted and developed by Cheng Luanxin’s grandmother.
Song Qiuchi had already greeted Grandma Cheng in advance, saying that the program crew would come to her house for recording today and would also bring a high school classmate home.
As a fashionable old lady, Grandma Cheng certainly knew what these dating variety shows were all about. She vaguely knew that Cheng Luanxin had a secret crush on someone in high school, and she figured the person she was bringing home today was probably that person. She put on some beautiful makeup, ready to marry her granddaughter.
From a distance, she saw the huge group of people from the program crew and smiled: "Luanluan is back with her friends, welcome, welcome."
Cheng Luanxin hasn't seen her grandma for some time. Usually, when she goes home, she would give her grandma a big hug first, but today she could only watch from the side, and she couldn't help feeling a little sad.
Grandma Cheng took the initiative to hold her hand and said, "You must be Qiuchi, right? I often hear Luanluan mention you. Was it because Grandma was not here when you came to play before? Come in and sit down. Grandma has prepared some delicious food for you."
Cheng Luanxin: “???”
She subconsciously turned her gaze to Song Qiuchi.
Song Qiuchi remained calm and said, "Go in."
Cheng Luanxin's home is a two-story self-built house. Grandma Cheng keeps the house very clean and tidy. The paintings and flower arrangements in the room are also aesthetically pleasing.
Grandma Cheng was extremely enthusiastic towards Cheng Luanxin, holding her hand and talking endlessly.
"Qiu Chi, you two were classmates in high school, right? It's not easy to get along with this stubborn girl for so long. Thank you for taking care of Luanluan over the years."
"Don't look at our Luanluan as a talkative person, but she's actually not good at expressing herself. Many of her words may be unpleasant to the ear, so please bear with her."
"You don't have to be polite with grandma. Just take whatever you want to eat. These are all Luanluan's favorites. You young people should have similar tastes. What flavor of ointment do you like? You can pick whatever you want from grandma."
Cheng Luanxin was both touched and embarrassed: "Grandma, you are so polite. Luanxin also takes good care of me."
Then the two came to Cheng Luanxin's room. Cheng Luanxin's room was on the second floor. Unlike the sloppy little suite in Yunsong Apartment where she lived, it was obvious that it had been cleaned up by Grandma Cheng. The space was not large, but it was very warm. The whole room was a milky yellow color, and it looked like a baby's room.
Cheng Luanxin pretended to exclaim: "Wow, Cheng Luanxin, your room is so cute!"
Song Qiuchi: "..."
Her eyes were fixed on a row of photos on the table. These photos were very distinctive. They were taken when Cheng Luanxin graduated from kindergarten, elementary school, middle school, high school, and college, perfectly presenting Cheng Luanxin's growth process. In each photo, grandma was on the left and Cheng Luanxin was on the right. The two of them were holding a bouquet of flowers and smiling brightly.
Cheng Luanxin also came over: "Luanxin, you were so cute when you were a child!"
Song Qiuchi paused and asked, "Do you want to see the photo album?"
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