Chapter 10 She didn't necessarily want to sleep with him.
The email was sent but received no response all night.
Even if it's unread.
Jiang Chuyu's enthusiasm was dampened by the cold water.
However, she soon ran out of time to overthink things.
The group assignment given by the teacher last week is still unfinished. The group leader, Zhou Xinsheng, asked her and Lin Yun to go to the old library to do the assignment together.
University A has a total of seven libraries. Jiang Chuyu often visits the West Library and the Humanities and Social Sciences Library, but rarely goes to the Old Library.
Lin Yun said, "The old shop recently adopted a stray cat named Arthur. He's a golden shaded cat, slightly chubby, and adorable. His greatest joy every day is changing locations and sleeping in various positions, just as lazy as you."
Jiang Chuyu stretched and yawned, then pouted and said, "Don't insult cats."
As long as you keep a low profile, no one can get close to you.
Lin Yun chuckled mischievously and said, "I was just saying you're cute."
Bullshit.
Jiang Chuyu was too lazy to argue with her.
After washing up, I grabbed my bag and headed out.
In early June, the temperature in City B soared, and the tulip trees bloomed with small golden flowers. When the wind blew, the flower buds trembled and shook among the leaves.
Jiang Chuyu and Lin Yun walked to the old building and immediately saw Zhou Xinsheng at the entrance.
Zhou, carrying two bottles of coffee, greeted them with a broad smile.
"Hi."
Jiang Chuyu said lazily, "Hi."
Zhou Xinsheng handed out coffee to them and asked, "How much of your homework have you done?"
Jiang Chuyu said, "I wrote some of the group's part, but I didn't touch anything else."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Xinsheng immediately put on a stern face and lectured her: "When are you going to get rid of your procrastination? Having only a degree without planning and drive will make it hard to find a job after you graduate..."
Zhou is great in every way, except he likes to teach others how to do things.
Jiang Chuyu transferred the money for the coffee to him and assured him, "Don't worry, I'll finish the group part and send it to you today. As for the individual part, I'll take care of it myself when I have time."
"Alright, I'll reluctantly believe you this time," Zhou Xinsheng said, then added dramatically, "No one in the class wants to be in a group with you guys except me, so you should cherish me, okay?"
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Lin Yun rolled her eyes. "Are you sick? You were the one who insisted on joining us, and now you're turning around and blaming us? Want to start a fight?"
"I'm talking to Chu Yu, what's it to you? Why are you getting so worked up?"
The two started yelling at each other at the top of their lungs after a disagreement.
Jiang Chuyu rubbed her ears, tried to persuade her but failed, so she simply ignored it and walked into the library.
Seeing this, Lin Yun and Zhou Xinsheng took a brief break and followed.
"Before you start your homework, I'll allow you to pet the cat for a while," Zhou Xinsheng said mercifully, staring at the back of Jiang Chuyu's head.
Jiang Chuyu was slow to react; before she could even open her mouth, Lin Yun blurted out, "The cat? You mean Arthur? Where is it?"
No sooner had the words left his mouth than a "meow" was heard.
Jiang Chuyu looked in the direction of the sound.
Gu Zeming, who was looking down and playing with a cat by the reading desk, suddenly looked up.
The moment their eyes met, he calmly looked away as if he were looking at a stranger.
Around nine o'clock in the morning, the sunlight slanted across his profile, outlining the deep contours of his brow bone.
He looked down at the cat in his arms, his palm gently circling the cat's warm belly.
The kitten stretched out its hind legs, its tail wagging back and forth, its pink paws rubbing against his wrist, its eyes squinting in comfort. But he deliberately stopped what he was doing and raised his hand.
The kitten squinted its eyes and immediately nuzzled against his palm, its tongue licking the calluses on his hand affectionately.
"Ahhh, so cute!"
Lin Yun was so charmed by it that she cried out and rushed over to Jiang Chuyu, pleading, "Senior, can I touch it?"
Gu Zeming released Arthur, while reminding him, "Loud noise is prohibited in the library."
Lin Yun gave an awkward, silly laugh and clasped her hands together in a gesture of begging for mercy.
"I know I was wrong, I'll be more quiet next time."
As he spoke, he eagerly pulled Arthur into his arms and proudly raised his chin at Jiang Chuyu and Zhou Xinsheng.
Jiang Chuyu pursed her lips, walked over, and tentatively ruffled Arthur's hair, her eyes involuntarily glancing at Gu Zeming.
He seemed to have just taken a shower; his hair was slightly damp, and his white T-shirt had a light, minty lemon scent that made him look fresh and clean.
No wonder the cat likes him too.
Jiang Chuyu inwardly grumbled, and was about to ask him where he had gone last night when Zhou Xinsheng suddenly tugged at her arm. "Chuyu, this cat looks like you, round face, big black eyes, silly and goofy, come and take a look..."
"..."
ill.
Jiang Chuyu was getting annoyed by him.
I let out a sigh of relief, suppressing the urge to curse.
At that moment, Gu Zeming suddenly tore open a cat treat and waved at Arthur.
Arthur smelled the aroma, his eyes widened, and he kicked Zhou Xinsheng aside, jumping in front of him.
Zhou Xinsheng was caught off guard and kicked by the cat, leaving him somewhat dazed.
"Why does this cat have such a bad temper?"
Jiang Chuyu added with a laugh: "Because it's like me."
Zhou Xinsheng touched his nose sullenly, wanting to put her down with words, but then he saw Gu Zeming look up at him.
Those eyes were dark and deep, with long, narrow corners. When they smiled, there was no warmth in them, only a feeling of coldness.
Zhou Xinsheng was taken aback by his gaze, and inexplicably recalled some rumors from before. He felt uneasy for no reason, and the words stuck in his throat. After struggling for a while, he finally swallowed them down.
After feeding Arthur the cat treats, Gu Zeming gave him a reward by scratching his chin.
Jiang Chuyu was itching to join in, so she leaned over and touched Arthur's head.
"It listens to you so well, did you find it?"
She smiled and praised him, her fingertips sinking into the soft fur, just in time to touch his hand, and they both paused at the same time.
"No." Gu Zeming pinched Arthur's cheek and withdrew his hand first.
As the warmth from her fingertips faded, Jiang Chuyu poked Arthur regretfully and asked, "Where did you go last night?"
"Are there any other jobs after you finish your shift at the restaurant?"
Recalling the conversation they had shared when they parted last night, she paused and said cautiously, "If there's anything you'd rather not say, you don't have to answer."
Gu Zeming lowered his eyes to look at her.
Facing her clear eyes, he recalled everything that had happened the night before, but he didn't say anything.
As Jiang Chuyu felt disappointed, a chilling thought popped into her mind, but she quickly shook her head.
Given Gu Zeming's looks, if he really had a dirty financial relationship with someone, he wouldn't be so poor that he has to work odd jobs everywhere.
He is absolutely innocent!
Lost in thought, Gu Zeming was called by the teacher to organize the bookshelves.
Last night's events have become another unsolvable mystery for Jiang Chuyu.
Lin Yun nudged her shoulder, "What are you thinking about, Miss? Everyone's busy."
Jiang Chuyu came to her senses and sighed softly.
Zhou Xinsheng noticed that she had a crush on Gu Zeming and couldn't help but say sourly, "There's no future in liking the school heartthrob. A bunch of outstanding goddesses have pursued him and haven't gotten the slightest response, so it's even less likely for you. Be realistic and look at the people around you."
Jiang Chuyu glanced at him and immediately retorted, "None of your business."
Zhou Xinsheng was rendered speechless by her rebuke, seemingly unable to understand why she suddenly became so hostile.
*
After 10 o'clock, more and more students gradually entered the library.
Jiang Chuyu had a pile of novels in front of her.
Their group assignment was to study the regional characteristics of "Beijing School" and "Shanghai School" literature and create a PowerPoint presentation.
Jiang Chuyu chose Chinese Language and Literature as her major not because she loved it so much, but simply because she heard from others that the major was easy and had almost no mandatory assignments, so she impulsively jumped into it.
While they had a leisurely life, students from other majors were busy writing lab reports, while they were busy reading novels. They were being baptized by brilliant literature on one hand, and tortured by literary theory on the other. They were emotional and wise, and everything was good except that it was hard to find a job.
After working diligently until noon, Lin Yun and Zhou Xinsheng went to the cafeteria for lunch.
Jiang Chuyu had no appetite and didn't want to move. She drank a few sips of water to maintain her vital signs and then took out her phone.
I opened my email, and the emails I sent earlier were still in an unread state.
Jiang Chuyu frowned slightly, somewhat suspecting that Gu Zeming had already blocked her.
He logged out of his email, stood up, and searched around for Gu Zeming.
It was lunchtime, and it was also a rest day, so there were hardly any people in the restaurant.
She saw Gu Zeming standing by the window against the light, looking down at a French book.
Behind her was a light white gauze curtain.
The wind brushed past his eyebrows and eyes, and in the shadow of his drooping eyelashes, his gaze was quiet and aloof.
For a moment, Jiang Chuyu considered giving up.
It seems that nothing has ever truly belonged to her since she was a child.
The cats and dogs that you like will be given away.
My favorite anime merchandise will be thrown into the trash can.
The paintings you like will be burned.
The parents I've lived with for over a decade are fake.
He returned to his blood relatives only to be told that his biological parents wanted to divorce.
...
This world is so messed up.
She has become accustomed to giving up and losing.
She didn't necessarily want to sleep with him.
Gu Zeming is always aloof and untouched by worldly affairs or noise, which seems quite good.
Just as the seed of "giving up" was planted in Jiang Chuyu's heart, King Arthur, after patrolling the hall, returned to Gu Zeming's feet, rubbed his head against his trouser leg, and meowed.
"Being coquettish again?"
Gu Zeming put down his book, smiled, bent down, scooped up Arthur, and lifted him high above his head.
The moment he raised his arm, the hem of his T-shirt was lifted, revealing a section of his waist and abdomen. His muscles were as firm as a taut string, and his V-line was deeply embedded, hard, powerful, and ready to be unleashed.
Good back.
I can't imagine how nice it feels to touch.
Jiang Chuyu's eyes seemed to be glued to him, impossible to look away from.
After admiring it for a few seconds, I had only one thought in my mind—I wanted to sleep.
Although the world is cold, there is still Gu Zeming's warm chest and abs.
I swallowed unconsciously, and because I did it so fast, I coughed.
Gu Zeming suddenly looked up at him.
Her gaze couldn't dodge in time, and she suddenly paused.
Just then, the phone in my palm started vibrating.
Jiang Chuyu calmly withdrew her gaze, glanced at the caller ID, and under Gu Zeming's slightly puzzled gaze, walked into the nearby phone booth, closed the door, and pressed the answer button.
A month later, her biological mother, Jiang Shan, called her again.
"Xiaoyu, it's your brother's birthday tomorrow. I've had someone book a private room at New Capital Hotel. Our family will have a small get-together tomorrow night."
Jiang Chuyu: "Okay."
Remembering something, Jiang Shan added, "Mom has a few business partners and friends who will be attending, so remember to dress nicely and don't let people laugh at you."
Jiang Chuyu: "I understand."
She didn't spend much time with her biological parents and didn't have much of a relationship with them, but she would play the role of a good daughter in order to earn tens of thousands of yuan a month for living expenses.
She can live without material desires, but she cannot live without money.
She wanted to save up some money and then escape.
Jiang Chuyu has already made up her mind: once she gets her diploma and saves enough money, she will go to ESMOD in France to study fashion design.
For no other reason than to make a dress for herself in this fast-paced world, she didn't think about anything else.
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