Chapter 50 We Can't Let Him Go
This time, both of them heard the noise coming from the doorway.
Wen Zhi suddenly shoved Song Juelan on the shoulder, their tightly intertwined lips parted, leaving a trail of ambiguous saliva. Her lips were glistening and swollen, like the most obvious evidence of her crime.
His long eyelashes trembled in panic, and he immediately turned his head away, wiping his mouth vigorously with the back of his hand, which only made his attempt to cover up the truth more obvious.
In contrast, Song Juelan appeared remarkably calm. He casually wiped his lips with his fingertip, turned his head slightly, and looked at the figure in the doorway who was leaning against the door frame, shakily getting up.
His tone was as flat as usual as he asked, "What's wrong?"
Seeing Song Juelan's composed demeanor, Zhu Zhenghao almost thought that what had just happened was just a hallucination caused by eating too many mushrooms at noon.
"You...you..." He repeated the two words weakly twice, not knowing what else to say.
The impact of this scene was too great for him; his mind was still a mess, and he was completely unable to process the overwhelming amount of information.
It wasn't until Wen Zhi calmed down and looked at him with her beautiful, moist eyes, which also held a hint of innocence and confusion, that Zhu Zhenghao barely regained a sliver of his rationality.
"Um... I just came to ask you guys what you'd like to drink at the party?" Zhu Zhenghao finally remembered that he had come to relay a question from the employee in charge of ordering drinks for the party.
Wen Zhi's cheeks still had a lingering blush as she answered softly, "I'll just have juice."
Song Juelan said in a deep voice, "Either is fine."
Zhu Zhenghao gave a blank "Oh," his feet remaining rooted to the spot, like a robot without any input.
The enchanting atmosphere in the room had vanished, and the air felt slightly frozen.
"I'm going to check on Xiaotang." Wen Zhi's face grew hotter and hotter. She hurriedly said this and walked out of the lounge like a gust of wind, her footsteps quickly fading into the distance.
Being interrupted at a crucial moment, Song Juelan was somewhat displeased, but he didn't show it. He turned around, walked to his desk, and put away the chocolates he had just received.
After a long while, Zhu Zhenghao, who was still standing at the door, finally came to his senses and asked weakly, "Brother Song, what exactly happened between you and Mr. Wen?"
Just a short while ago, Song Juelan told him that he only wanted to be good friends with Wen Zhi. Even if they were good friends, they couldn't possibly be as intimate as they were just now, right?
Song Juelan had no intention of hiding anything and said frankly, "It's just as you see it."
Holy crap.
These two large characters flashed through Zhu Zhenghao's blank mind.
How did these two end up together?
Thinking of Wen Zhi's angelic face and her always innocent and delicate expression, he couldn't quite tell whether Wen Zhi had seduced his inexperienced friend or Song Juelan had deceived the helpless and beautiful widow.
Regardless of the truth, he felt the current situation was terrible.
“You’ll be going to school in a few days, so what about him…” Zhu Zhenghao didn’t finish his sentence, but the meaning was clear.
He was actually somewhat hoping to hear from Song Juelan that he and Wen Zhi were just playing around, and that he wasn't really going to be Xiao Tang's stepfather.
Song Juelan's answer was brief: "I come back every weekend."
"..." Zhu Zhenghao was speechless at this answer. After a long while, he asked in a trembling voice, "Are you serious?"
Song Juelan responded with an "Mmm" without hesitation, as if she had no concerns whatsoever.
Then, his dark eyes showed a rare hint of hesitation as he looked at the only person in the know before him. He paused for a moment before speaking: "I have a question for you."
Zhu Zhenghao stared blankly, his reaction a beat slow, before he weakly nodded: "You say."
"Do you think Xiaotang will accept our relationship?" Song Juelan's voice was slightly deep, and his expression was somewhat solemn.
It was rare to find someone in the know to discuss this issue with him, so he stared intently at Zhu Zhenghao in front of him.
Zhu Zhenghao hadn't recovered from his shock when he had to help him analyze the problem, his features scrunched up: "It should... be fine, right? Xiaotang is still so young, and he likes you quite a bit. Kids are easy to coax as long as you treat them well..."
The more he talked, the more absurd it seemed. He was actually helping Song Juelan analyze how to be someone else's stepfather?
If these two really get together, wouldn't he be committing a grave sin?
Song Juelan listened attentively to his stammering words, then nodded thoughtfully: "I understand."
Although he knew he couldn't change anything, Zhu Zhenghao couldn't help but speak up out of concern for his friend's future: "Are you really sure? You're still so young. You'll definitely have better options in the future. There's no need to make a decision so early. Maybe you'll meet someone more suitable after you go to university..."
“He will have better options in the future, but I met him first, so I can’t let him go.” Song Juelan interrupted Zhu Zhenghao’s persuasion in a deep voice.
He already regretted not meeting Wen Zhi sooner, but even though he was a step too late, he was still lucky enough to have Wen Zhi, so how could he possibly let her go?
Zhu Zhenghao opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word. In the end, he could only sigh with mixed feelings.
Wen Zhi was completely unaware of the conversation that took place in the lounge.
He practically fled back to the pool area, thanked the staff who were watching over Xiaotang, and waved for Xiaotang to come over.
Xiao Tang's eyes caught sight of a familiar figure on the shore. She immediately splashed through the water and ran over, scrambling up on all fours. She looked up at him with her little face and asked, "Zhi Zhi, are we going back?"
"Yes, it's time to go back for dinner." Wen Zhi took out a bath towel from her bag, bent down, and carefully dried the water droplets off Xiao Tang's body.
After what happened in the lounge, he was afraid that if he ran into Zhu Zhenghao again, it would be even more awkward.
"Okay!" Xiaotang nodded obediently.
A few minutes later, Wen Zhi took Xiao Tang's hand and quickly left the swimming pool like a thief.
The receptionist only felt a breeze carrying a light fragrance, and when she looked up, she could only see two blurry figures.
Before we knew it, the day of the farewell party arrived.
As dusk fell, Wen Zhi finished dinner and returned to her room. She walked to the wardrobe, touched her chin as she looked at the clothes that filled the room, and pondered what to wear that night.
Finally, she took out a moon-white silk shirt and a pair of black trousers, changed in front of the full-length mirror, and then smoothed her smooth black hair, casually tucking it behind her ears.
My phone, which was on the desk, vibrated and the screen lit up.
Wen Zhi walked over, picked up her phone, unlocked the screen, and saw that it was a message from Song Juelan.
Song Juelan: [Are you ready to leave?]
Wen Zhi: [Yeah, I just changed my clothes. What about you?]
Song Juelan: [I'm downstairs]
Wen Zhi stared at these words for a moment and then suddenly realized that Song Juelan might be talking about the downstairs apartment of his house.
The curtains were pulled open with a "whoosh," and he leaned close to the window, his upturned nose pressed against the cold glass, his gaze fixed on the night-shrouded area below.
Sure enough, under the streetlight at the entrance of his apartment building, stood a tall and upright figure, the screen of his phone glowing faintly in his hand.
Wen Zhi was startled, then quickly pulled her neck back, drew the curtains, and hurriedly left the room.
As soon as he entered the living room, his parents, who were sitting on the sofa watching TV, turned to look at him with some curiosity.
Rong Rui asked curiously, "Zhizhi, you're going back to school tomorrow morning, are you going out tonight?"
Wen Zhi has packed her luggage these past few days, and the suitcase is placed in the entryway. She has to catch a flight early tomorrow morning.
"Yeah, I made plans with a friend." Wen Zhi bent down to change her shoes, giving a vague reply, her tone inexplicably a little guilty.
"Okay, be careful and come back soon." Rong Rui considerately didn't ask any more questions, only gently reminding him.
Xiao Tang had gotten used to being inseparable from Wen Zhi lately. She watched Wen Zhi change his shoes with longing eyes, but seeing that he had no intention of taking her with him, she secretly pouted.
Nevertheless, he still toddled to the entrance and said goodbye to Wen Zhi in his childish voice, "Zhi Zhi, bye-bye!"
"Bye-bye." Wen Zhi patted his soft hair, pushed open the door and went out.
As soon as I stepped out of the building, I saw that tall figure standing outside, looking in the direction of the entrance.
Wen Zhi's heart inexplicably quickened, and he hurried towards Song Juelan, almost taking three steps at a time. But the man seemed to misunderstand him, opening his arms and pulling him into his broad embrace the moment he got close.
The crisp, clean scent instantly enveloped him, and he stiffened slightly, but did not push it away.
The two hugged quietly for a while until Wen Zhi suddenly remembered that she could see them embracing from the balcony upstairs, so she quickly got up from Song Jue Lan's arms.
Recalling her somewhat unreserved behavior earlier, Wen Zhi looked away to cover up her embarrassment and asked, "Why are you here so early? Have you had dinner yet?"
"I've already eaten." Song Juelan stared intently at the person in front of him, unable to look away.
Tonight, Wen Zhi wore a moon-white shirt with the top button undone, revealing her slender neck and a glimpse of her snow-white chest. She paired it with slim-fitting black trousers that accentuated her straight and long legs, creating a near-perfect proportion.
The overall outfit is very simple, with no other extra decorations except for the silver bracelet on her wrist, yet it is still eye-catching.
Wen Zhi seemed different from usual, even more breathtakingly beautiful.
Song Juelan felt as if a feather had gently brushed against her chest, bringing a slight itch. She whispered, "You look beautiful today."
“…Thank you.” Wen Zhi’s ears burned slightly, but thankfully it wasn’t clear in the darkness.
His hand, which was hanging by his side, was gently taken up and wrapped in a large, warm palm. The two slowly walked towards the swimming pool.
"I'm going to school tomorrow afternoon," Song Juelan said softly as she walked down the bustling street.
Wen Zhi paused for a moment, then gave a soft "hmm".
Song Juelan turned her head slightly, her gaze burning with intensity as it fell on his profile, her voice gentle in the night: "I will miss you."
Wen Zhi's gaze was fixed on the ground, her fingers curling up and down quietly before she softly replied, "Me too."
Hearing his response, Song Juelan's heart finally settled down, and it began to beat strongly again and again.
Even if he doesn't have a clear title with Wen Zhi yet, as long as Wen Zhi has him in her heart, that's enough.
The swimming pool closed early today in preparation for the farewell party tonight.
In the darkness, the swimming pool's doors were tightly shut, with a notice posted on the door announcing that it was temporarily closed. However, the sounds of loud music and conversation could be faintly heard coming from inside.
As soon as the door was pushed open a crack, deafening music blared out, and dazzling lights flashed in my eyes.
Wen Zhi let go of Song Juelan's hand, and the two walked in one after the other.
Half of the pool area was decorated as a small party venue. The main lights were off, colorful lights were tied around the perimeter, and several folding tables were filled with all kinds of drinks and snacks. There were also a few lounge chairs around the pool, and even a few small floating tables on the water.
Two huge speakers stood in the corner, playing upbeat music, making you feel like you were in a lively bar.
Zhu Zhenghao, who was sitting on a lounge chair by the pool with a cocktail in his hand, immediately got up to greet them when he saw them come in.
The moment he saw Wen Zhi, his eyes flashed with undisguised amazement, and he couldn't help but look at her a few more times.
Wen Zhi's appearance tonight was very different from his usual self. This outfit brought out his glamorous and bright temperament to the extreme, as if he was very comfortable in this kind of party.
Of course, it could also be simply because Wen Zhi is so beautiful that she can achieve such a striking effect even in casual wear.
Recalling the scene he witnessed in the lounge a few days ago, Zhu Zhenghao's feelings were still somewhat complicated, but he still put on a warm smile and invited them to come and sit down.
"Huh, didn't Xiaotang come with us?" Zhu Zhenghao looked behind Wen Zhi and was a little unaccustomed to not seeing that little figure that looked like a tail.
Wen Zhi smiled naturally and explained, "My cousin is home these days and can help take care of him, so I didn't bring him out."
Song Juelan's gaze swept across the room, heading straight to the folding table where drinks were placed. He first got Wen Zhi a glass of juice, and was about to get himself the same when he suddenly noticed that Zhu Zhenghao was holding a cocktail.
Now that he's an adult, drinking juice in front of Wen Zhi seems a bit immature.
The hand with its distinct knuckles paused for a moment in mid-air, then turned and steadily picked up a colorful cocktail.
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