The conclusion in Chapter 36 is too scary.
Cheng Luan was stunned. "How would I know? This is too hard to guess. Even if I guessed it right, you can still say I was wrong... Ah, I get it. You must be thinking about how to deny your debt now!"
Song Qiuchi raised his hand and flicked her forehead unhappily: "Wrong."
Cheng Luan was unconvinced: "Then tell me, what are you thinking about?"
Song Qiuchi walked straight to the coffee table: "I won't tell you, think about it yourself, don't you know me very well?"
She made herself a cup of tea and sipped it leisurely.
Cheng Luanxin scratched her head and said, "What else can you think of? Tell me, give me a clue, who is it related to?"
Song Qiuchi looked up at her and said nothing.
Cheng Luanxin opened her eyes wide: "It can't be related to me, right? Are you sure you are thinking about something that can be broadcast?"
Song Qiuchi was speechless: "...What is there between you and me that cannot be broadcast?"
Of course, it was about soul swaps and temporary markings. After Song Qiuchi asked, Cheng Luanxin realized her words were ambiguous and blushed. "That's not what I meant... I just... Forget it, forget it. If you don't want to talk about it, then don't talk about it. Just pretend I never asked!"
Barrage:
"Ahhh, so what's the unbroadcast content? What's the secret between these two?!"
"Qiuchi always digs a hole for himself and then jumps into it."
"I love the tug-of-war between them!"
Song Qiuchi expected the comments on the other side of the screen to be flying off the screen. She sighed helplessly, "I'm just thinking about you. I wonder when you can be smarter."
Cheng Luanxin blushed and stammered, "Am I not smart enough? I think I am already very smart."
Perhaps sensing that the atmosphere was a bit strange, they both fell silent tacitly.
At some point, a drizzle began to fall in the mountains. A few strands of rain drifted into the room with the slanting wind, adding a bit of coolness and humidity.
The two of them carried teapots and teacups and sat on the corridor under the eaves to enjoy the rain.
Cheng Luanxin secretly glanced at Song Qiuchi and said softly, "I think this place is really healing, right?"
Song Qiuchi: "Yeah."
After experiencing all the activities, the Chishan Hot Springs trip was officially over. At three o'clock in the afternoon, the two of them boarded the car for the return trip.
Before leaving, the two of them strolled around the antique city near the hotel. Cheng Luanxin bought a lot of wooden bracelets, intending to give them as gifts when she returned.
Finally, she no longer had to face the camera. She got in the car and began to assign tasks to Song Qiuchi: "Take these. This agarwood one is for my grandma. These two are the same. One is for Wenwen and the other is for my sister Yin. I can keep the rest for myself. What do you think about giving this small-leaf red sandalwood one to Zhiruo? I think it suits her temperament! This red rosewood one is also beautiful. Why not give it to Duan Mengshu..."
Song Qiuchi couldn't bear to listen any longer: "Why does he even have Duan Mengshu? Are you two so close?"
Cheng Luanxin: "Well, it's just so-so, but she likes you. Shouldn't you bring her a little gift when you go out to play? I'm so good to you. I'm working for your future happiness, okay?"
Song Qiuchi frowned: "What about me, you are so nice to me, have you bought me a gift?"
"Ah?" Cheng Luan was stunned. "You still need a gift? You came here on your own, and you still want me to buy you one? Do you know that these are rose tokens?"
Song Qiuchi: "..."
She didn't want to pay attention to Cheng Luanxin, so she lowered her head and opened the e-book.
Angry again. Cheng Luanxin couldn't help but sigh that Song Qiuchi was really hard to please: "Are you unhappy again? Don't be unhappy. Come on, come on, you pick first and give them the rest, okay?"
Song Qiuchi named it directly: "I want the one with small-leaf red sandalwood."
Cheng Luan was a little embarrassed: "I bought one string of small-leaf red sandalwood, and I also wanted to give one to Zhiruo..."
Song Qiuchi glanced at her and continued to read his e-book.
There was no other way, so Cheng Luanxin took out the small-leaf red sandalwood bracelet and handed it to Song Qiuchi: "Here, it's for you."
Song Qiuchi took the bracelet and put it on his wrist without saying a word.
Cheng Luan breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but sigh that Song Qiuchi was becoming more and more difficult to understand. He was moody and impossible to mess with.
Back to the dormitory.
After saying goodbye to Song Qiuchi, Cheng Luanxin swiped the room card.
She thought that Du Zhiruo must have gone out on a date with other people when she was not there, but she didn't expect that Du Zhiruo was revising the music score in the house.
Seeing Cheng Luanxin coming back, she stood up to greet her: "You're back. How was your hot spring trip? Was it fun?"
Cheng Luanxin recalled the two-day and one-night journey, which was indeed a mixture of pain and pleasure. She nodded and said, "The experience was quite rich, but the masseur's hands were too strong. Now it hurts terribly when I move a little. Oh, by the way, I brought you a gift."
She took out a rosewood bracelet from her bag and said, "Put it on and see if it fits you."
Du Zhiruo's face lit up with joy: "Is this bought specially for me?"
Cheng Luanxin wasn't good at lying and scratched her head. "Actually, I originally wanted to give you a small-leaf red sandalwood bracelet, but Luanxin liked it, so she snatched it away. This rosewood one is also very beautiful, smells good, and has clear grain. It's also one-of-a-kind. Do you like it?"
Du Zhiruo didn't seem to mind that the bracelet that originally belonged to her was snatched away. She took the bracelet and wrapped it around her wrist, still gentle and soft: "Of course I like it, but this bracelet is too long. It can be wrapped around my wrist six times. I want to split it into two, one for you and one for me. Is that okay?"
Cheng Luanxin opened her eyes wide: "Of course I can, but do you know how to string beads and braid ropes? Will it break?"
Du Zhiruo smiled: "Did you forget? I'm good at handicrafts."
The two of them gathered under the lamp and took the beads apart together.
Du Zhiruo cut the elastic rope into two pieces, strung the beads one by one, tied a few diamond knots to secure it, and burned the thread ends. Soon, two brand new long rosewood beads were completed.
Cheng Luanxin wore it on her hand, and it had exactly three circles, which was exquisite and beautiful.
She couldn't help but sigh: "Zhiruo, you are so skillful. You can definitely make a living with this skill!"
Du Zhiruo smiled and said, "This way, we will have the same style of beads."
Cheng Luanxin blushed and nodded: "Yeah."
Du Zhiruo took a photo of their wrists, added a filter that said "time is quiet and good", and posted it on Weibo:
"I received the rosewood bracelet from Qiu Chi, and I changed it into two bracelets, one for each of us [love] @Song Qiu Chi"
Soon there were reposts and comments:
"Both of their wrists are so white, simple and elegant, I love it."
"Zhiruo can also string bracelets! How amazing!"
"You can't tell it's been modified at all, it's so exquisite."
Of course, Song Qiuchi also saw this Weibo post, and his face darkened again.
She suddenly felt that the small-leaf red sandalwood bracelet she had forced upon herself looked so ridiculous when it was wrapped around her wrist.
She frowned, took off the bracelet and threw it on the table, which scared Su Ling who was putting on makeup and made her eyeliner extend two centimeters too far.
Su Ling stole a glance at her and asked tentatively, "Luanxin, are you unhappy?"
Song Qiuchi realized that he had lost his composure a little: "Sorry to bother you, are you going out?"
Su Ling nodded. "Yes, there's a play at the Othello Theatre tonight. I'm planning to ask Liang Shengxia to go watch it with me."
Song Qiuchi was stunned: "The program team also arranged a date tonight?"
Su Ling blushed: "No, it's me who wanted to ask her out. I have a crush on her, but the competition is too fierce, so I just gave up."
Song Qiuchi was somewhat surprised: "Is it so exaggerated?"
Su Ling smiled helplessly: "If you, Qiu Chi, and Zhi Ruo are a stable love triangle, then we are a CP stew, and..."
She glanced at the camera to make sure it wasn't working, then whispered, "I think I offended Bian Ning. She seemed to like me a little, but I rejected her. Since then, no matter who I date, she always tries to snatch it from me."
"You know, my reputation isn't very good. She looks simpler and cuter than me, and she's also gentle and clingy. I really don't have much competition compared to her."
"Luanxin, do you like Qiuchi? If you do, you should hurry up. I always feel that Qiuchi and Zhiruo are quite close."
Seeing that Song Qiuchi hadn't said anything, Su Ling stopped talking and said, "I have to hurry up and put on my makeup, otherwise I'll miss the performance."
Song Qiuchi lowered his eyes and fell into deep thought.
If what Su Ling said was true, then the characters of Du Zhiruo and Bian Ning were really very similar. They both used their innocent and cute appearance and gentle and clingy personality to scare Cheng Luanxin.
What about her? Her stance seemed somewhat similar to Su Ling's.
But……
Su Ling took great pains to date Liang Shengxia because she liked Liang Shengxia. What about her? She invited Cheng Luanxin to the hot spring hotel at the last minute. Was it also because she liked Cheng Luanxin?
She... likes Cheng Luanxin?
I recalled the therapist's words: "Can you try to observe it from a different perspective, understand it, and treat it with kindness?"
...Change the angle.
Could it be that the irritability in my heart all along was not due to my dissatisfaction with Cheng Luanxin's silly character, but my strong possessiveness towards her?
Song Qiuchi couldn't help but shudder.
This conclusion is too scary.
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