Chapter 66 I don't know how many times I called him "husband"...
Wen Zhi was tossed and turned in Song Juelan's house for three whole days.
Since Friday night, when Song Juelan carried him all the way from the bar back here, he hasn't been able to step out the door again.
Aside from eating and sleeping, the two were inseparable almost every moment, as if trying to make up for the time they had been apart.
In this huge house, almost every corner still retains the scent of their intense entanglement.
It wasn't until Monday afternoon, when Song Juelan had to attend evening classes, that he reluctantly let Wen Zhi go, carrying the limp woman into the bathroom.
Since they were going back to school today, Wen Zhi and Song Juelan stayed in the same bathtub and, unusually, they were able to enjoy a comfortable hot bath together.
The red marks all over his body became even more vivid as they were steamed by the heat. Even his slender fingers were adorned with a few shallow teeth marks. His chest, waist, abdomen, and inner thighs were covered with dense marks.
Wen Zhi lowered her head, her gaze sweeping over her naked body, and she seriously suspected that her partner was a dog in disguise.
Why do they love licking and biting people so much?
After emerging from the bathroom, Wen Zhi, wearing a loose bathrobe, lay on the sofa, propping her head up with her hand while watching TV. Song Juelan, on the other hand, turned and went into the kitchen to prepare a meal for the two of them, a meal that was neither quite lunch nor dinner.
The enticing aroma of food slowly wafted from the kitchen, causing Wen Zhi on the sofa to frequently turn her head to steal glances at Song Juelan's busy figure in the kitchen.
After waiting and waiting, Song Juelan finally came out of the kitchen with a bowl in his hand. He went straight to the sofa, bent down and picked him up from the sofa, and carried him to the dining room.
Two bowls of steaming hot udon noodles were placed on the table. The broth was made in advance that morning with kelp and bonito flakes. It was clear and bright, with a few bright green scallions and thin slices of pork floating on the surface.
Seeing that Song Juelan was about to feed him by holding him on his lap again, just like the previous two days, Wen Zhi quickly struggled and said, "I can eat by myself!"
Song Juelan paused for a moment, clearly somewhat reluctant, but still obediently placed him on a chair at the dining table and sat down next to him.
The aroma of food wafted into her nose, and Wen Zhi's stomach immediately growled twice. She couldn't wait to pick up her chopsticks.
In fact, Song Juelan has never let him go hungry during these past few days in this house. She has prepared a variety of delicious meals for him every day.
But he expends so much energy every day that he only realizes he is already starving when he sits down at the table and smells the aroma of food.
He picked up a bundle of udon noodles with his chopsticks, puffed out his cheeks, blew on it gently, and stuffed it into his mouth in one gulp, his eyes suddenly lighting up.
It has to be said that Song Juelan's cooking skills were unexpectedly good. Every meal was to his liking, and he gradually began to look forward to what delicious food Song Juelan would cook every day.
Wen Zhi buried her head in her food, eating with relish, her fair cheeks slightly puffed out, completely unaware that Song Juelan beside her was somewhat absent-minded.
In just a few hours, Song Juelan would have to part ways with Wen Zhi, a realization that filled him with a sense of unease and emptiness.
These past two days, he's been inseparable from Wen Zhi all the time. If he could, he wouldn't want these days to end at all; he wished he could keep her by his side forever.
Song Juelan lowered his gaze, unconsciously stirred the food in his bowl a couple of times with his chopsticks, and asked seemingly casually, "What do you think of this house?"
He bought this house before the start of the semester, and originally planned to move in after a while, so that it would be convenient for him to see Wen Zhi outside.
Unexpectedly, Wen Zhi was caught so quickly, and it was discovered that she was actually in the same school as him. Living in the school dormitory made it easier to meet with Wen Zhi.
However, after spending three days together so intimately, a more greedy idea began to grow in his mind—it would be even better if Wen Zhi could move in with him.
But reason told him that they hadn't known each other's feelings for long, and if he rashly proposed living together, Wen Zhi probably wouldn't agree.
Therefore, at this moment, he could only use this roundabout method to carefully probe Wen Zhi's thoughts.
Wen Zhi slowed her chewing, hesitantly raised her long eyelashes, and looked at the man beside her with a hint of confusion.
He'd been in a daze most of the past two days, busy having in-depth conversations with Song Juelan, and had no extra energy to look around the house he was in.
His only impression was that he could clearly recall the feeling of being pressed down in every corner of the house by Song Juelan.
For example, the hard, cold dining table in front of him was the most uncomfortable place in the whole house.
Wen Zhi poked the bottom of the bowl with her chopsticks and mumbled, "Hmm... it's alright."
This somewhat reluctant answer made Song Juelan feel uneasy.
He remained outwardly calm, asking casually, "Is there anything you're not satisfied with?"
Wen Zhi was completely confused and shook her head: "No."
He didn't understand why Song Juelan needed to ask for his opinion about her own house.
Song Juelan's thin lips moved, but in the end he didn't ask, "How about you moving in with me?"
After finishing their meal, the two went back to their bedroom to change clothes, preparing to return to school.
Song Juelan took out the new clothes she had bought at the mall when she went out to buy groceries that day, walked over to Wen Zhi, and helped him put on the clean clothes.
The size of the clothes was just right, and the round neck perfectly concealed the ambiguous marks on Wen Zhi's collarbone.
Wen Zhi straightened her clothes in front of the mirror, then squatted down by the bed and picked up her dark gray-blue shirt, which had two buttons popped off.
His tone unconsciously carried a hint of complaint: "You've ruined another piece of my clothing."
That moonlight white shirt from last time was also ruined by Song Juelan.
Knowing he was in the wrong, Song Juelan awkwardly raised his hand and touched the bridge of his nose: "I'll make you the same one next time."
She paused, then lowered her voice a little, defending herself: "Your buttons are too hard to undo."
Wen Zhi glared at him, annoyed.
It's clearly because this person has too much strength and no patience; they always accidentally tear off one or two buttons.
After changing their clothes, the two lingered at home for a while longer. Song Juelan hugged Wen Zhi's waist and asked for several kisses before finally leaving the house.
Stepping out of the apartment building and into the bright sunlight, Wen Zhi squinted slightly, feeling a little dazed.
It feels like... he hasn't seen the sun in a long time.
When they arrived that night, Wen Zhi stayed nestled in Song Juelan's arms the whole time, completely unaware of where she was being taken.
Now that I'm out of the community, I realize it's an upscale neighborhood near the school, with a quiet environment. The school gate is just two streets away.
The closer Song Juelan got to the familiar school gate, the slower she slowed her pace, extremely reluctant to part with the person beside her.
"I'll take you to your dorm." As soon as he stepped into the school gate, Song Juelan immediately spoke, as if worried that Wen Zhi would leave him behind.
“Okay.” Wen Zhi had no objection.
The two walked side by side through the bustling campus, and almost everyone who passed by cast curious glances at them, surprised that these two popular figures on campus were walking together.
Song Juelan's gaze swept over the buildings on both sides of the road. Every time he passed a dormitory area, he thought he was almost there, but he saw Wen Zhi walking straight ahead without looking to either side.
Wen Zhi finally stopped when a familiar dormitory building came into view.
Song Juelan stopped at the entrance of the dormitory building, staring blankly at the door she used to enter and exit every day, still somewhat in a daze: "You live here?"
Wen Zhi didn't notice anything unusual in his tone and nodded: "Yes, is it far from your dorm?"
"..." Song Juelan's feelings were mixed.
For the past two weeks, he had been searching for Wen Zhi's whereabouts, only to find out that she lived right upstairs from him.
However, during this time, they went in and out of the same dormitory building without ever running into each other. It's hard to say whether it was fate or not.
Song Juelan remained silent for a moment, without answering Wen Zhi's question, and walked towards the dormitory building.
Wen Zhi paused for a moment, then quickly followed behind him, chattering softly, "Just take me downstairs, you don't need to take me up... By the way, you still haven't told me which dormitory building you live in?"
Song Juelan had completely digested this fact, and her tone was completely calm: "I live downstairs from you, in room 203."
This time, it was Wen Zhi's turn to be completely dumbfounded.
Seeing his dumbfounded expression, Song Juelan felt a little better.
The two walked up the empty staircase, their footsteps echoing in the silent space.
Song Juelan suddenly remembered something and casually asked, "Who was jumping around in your dorm last Tuesday night?"
He was sitting at his desk, anxiously searching for useful clues in the photos Wen Zhi had sent him, when a sudden "thump-thump" sound came from upstairs, making his already gloomy mood even worse.
Wen Zhi was still a little dazed. Her mouth was slightly open, and she slowly followed his words, recalling for a moment before her eyes drifted elsewhere: "Ah, that... it was me."
He frowned slightly, a hint of embarrassment on his face, as if he didn't want to recall the incident: "That night, a huge spider sneaked into our dormitory. I... I was so scared that I couldn't help but jump a few times."
A moment of stunned silence flashed in Song Juelan's eyes, and the unpleasant feeling she had felt earlier vanished instantly.
Looking back now, the noise I heard that night wasn't actually that loud; it was like a startled little rabbit hopping around in a panic a few times above my head.
They're quite cute.
"Next time you see a spider, just tell me and I'll come up and catch it for you," Song Juelan said casually.
The two walked to the third floor at a leisurely pace, and even when they stood at the door of dormitory 303, Song Juelan showed no intention of turning around and leaving.
"Then I'll go in first?" Wen Zhi took out her keys from her pocket and cast a questioning look at Song Juelan beside her.
Song Juelan gave a soft "hmm" and remained rooted to the spot.
Just as Wen Zhi was debating whether or not to give Song Juelan a hug or a kiss, the dormitory door was suddenly opened from the inside.
"Hey, Xiaozhi! You're back!" He Jin's voice rang out in surprise. He peeked out from behind the door, his eyes lighting up the moment he saw Wen Zhi. "Why don't you come in?"
Wen Zhi immediately put aside her other thoughts, subconsciously took a step to the side, trying to block Song Juelan, who had a very strong presence beside her, and replied, "...Yes, I just came up."
He Jin's gaze first fell on Wen Zhi's face, and he noticed that the corners of Wen Zhi's eyes were unnaturally red, and her lips were also bright red and full, with some slight swelling.
Then, his attention was quickly drawn to the taller, more aloof boy next to Wen Zhi.
He Jin was taken aback at first, feeling that the person looked familiar, and then his eyes widened little by little, filled with disbelief.
Wait, isn't this the freshman who's been all over the news lately?
How did these two completely unrelated people end up together at the dormitory entrance?
He remembered that a few days ago, Wen Zhi had mentioned in the dormitory group that she had gone to a friend's house, so he tentatively asked, "Xiao Zhi, is this... the friend you mentioned before?"
Song Juelan, who had been standing quietly behind Wen Zhi and was about to find a suitable opportunity to introduce himself, suddenly froze, his gaze falling on Wen Zhi, and he narrowed his eyes dangerously.
These past few days in bed, I've called him "husband" countless times with a sob in my voice, and he even tells others that he's just a friend?
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Author's Note: Bonus chapter for every 12,000 nutrient solutions!
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