Chapter 4 A Little Bit of Favoritism Jiang Chuyu Suddenly Wants to Tear Off His Buttons...
"butter."
Gu Zeming picked out a box of whipping cream and opened the refrigerator door.
As the heat subsided, Jiang Chuyu was caught off guard by the cold and shivered, feeling a strange sense of loss.
If Gu Zeming were her boyfriend, she could have openly turned around and hugged him, then buried her head in his chest and rubbed against him fiercely!
To cover up her filthy thoughts, Jiang Chuyu quickly changed the subject, saying, "After you finish cooking, can I have a small bite to taste it?"
“Okay.” Gu Zeming returned to the kitchen counter and continued to work on his fruit salad.
Jiang Chuyu put the fruit into the basket one by one, then suddenly remembered something and asked him, "By the way, do you know my name?"
Gu Zeming paused slightly, staring at the kitchen counter, the cold metal surface reflecting his indifferent expression.
Jiang Chuyu waited a few seconds, but didn't hear a reply, so she walked behind him with the basket in her arms.
"My name is..."
Just as Liang Shu uttered two syllables, he led Meng Xiang through the door.
"Hey, you two grown men just know how to bully our junior! She's not cut out for hard work!" Meng Xiang walked straight up to Jiang Chuyu and took the fruit basket from her without a word. "I'll wash it."
Jiang Chuyu's hands were suddenly empty, and she felt somewhat bewildered.
"It was my own request, it has nothing to do with them." Washing fruit is nothing, it's not like she's disabled...
"Oh, I heard from your roommate that you usually like to order takeout and never go into the kitchen."
Meng Xiang turned on the tap, and the sound of running water filled the air. Jiang Chuyu stopped dwelling on the matter and stared at Gu Zeming's back.
If it were anyone else who didn't respond for a while, Jiang Chuyu would have turned around and left long ago.
But this person is Gu Zeming, and she is very interested in him and extremely patient.
“You haven’t answered my question yet,” she said.
Liang Shu and Meng Xiang looked at her strangely, then at Gu Zeming.
Meng Xiang: "What's the problem?"
Gu Zeming arranged the fruit platter, drizzled two spoonfuls of light cream on it, turned around, and, under the surprised gazes of Liang Shu and Meng Xiang, took a few steps to Jiang Chuyu with the bowl in his hand.
He was very tall, and when she got close, there was an invisible sense of oppression. The pleasant scent of ebony and sandalwood slowly enveloped her.
Jiang Chuyu really liked the scent; it was clean, refreshing, and made her excited.
She took a light breath, and the moment she looked up, her eyes met Gu Zeming's.
In the messy kitchen, he looked down at her. She was wearing a white shirt with the top button fastened, exuding a gentle and aloof air, as if she were impeccably clean and restrained.
Jiang Chuyu suddenly had a strong urge to rip off his buttons...
"have no idea."
He said this, placed the bowl in her hands, and then walked out.
Jiang Chuyu paused for a moment, then chased after him.
"Then I'll tell you!"
As he walked through the living room, his classmates all turned to look at him and greeted him.
He nodded slightly and walked towards the stairwell.
Jiang Chuyu followed behind him like a tail.
The people inside the house were all in an uproar.
"Holy crap! What's Ah Shu's ex-girlfriend up to?"
"Maybe he saw that Ah Shu was getting along too well with the senior, so he wanted to get a little revenge on him?"
Do newly broken-up couples all enjoy hurting each other like this?
"Even if we're going to hurt each other, we can't do it with Senior Gu! He hates scumbag girls the most!"
The stairs lead to the rooftop, where we'll be having our meal today.
Two junior students were setting up the venue when Gu Zeming walked over to them and said, "You two go help Liang Shu in the kitchen, I'll take care of things here."
The younger students nodded and went downstairs.
Gu Zeming took over their work and continued to be busy.
Jiang Chuyu put down her bowl and walked towards him.
Around 11 a.m., the weather was hot and dry. He was busy arranging the tablecloth with his head down, next to the trembling periwinkles and petunias.
The moment she leaned in, a gust of wind blew by, and Gu Zeming was scalded by the heat of her breath. He looked up and saw a pair of smiling eyes, harmless and focused, gazing at him.
His lips, like peach blossoms, parted slightly, and he heard three words he had heard countless times before.
"Jiangchu taro."
"My name is Jiang Chuyu."
After saying her name, Jiang Chuyu left the rooftop satisfied before he could react.
Shi Qing was looking for her and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her come down from the rooftop.
"I thought you'd been seduced by some random guy again."
In some ways, you are right.
Jiang Chuyu handed her the bowl. "Want some?"
Shi Qing picked up a piece of cantaloupe with a toothpick, and asked while eating, "Not bad, where did you get it?"
Jiang Chuyu: "Made by a wild man."
*
We enjoyed a salad with our classmates to pass the time, and the clock slowly struck twelve.
Blind box raffles have become quite popular in the past year. The male students each prepared a gift and put them all in a large black box, intending for the girls to draw them after dinner.
This box will be temporarily kept by Meng Xiang.
She unlocked the door and checked each gift, but couldn't find Gu Zeming's, which made her feel a little disappointed.
Wei Xue, who was standing next to her, asked, "Xiangxiang, are you looking for Gu Zeming's gift?"
Meng Xiang likes Gu Zeming, and everyone close to her knows that she's been pursuing him quite aggressively behind the scenes. She's even gone so far as to ask his roommates and classmates about his private life, but so far, she hasn't explicitly confessed her feelings to him. Others can probably understand; after all, she's the student council president of the School of Literature, with excellent grades and good looks, so she's a bit arrogant. Perhaps she feels it's beneath her to confess first and wants to wait for Gu Zeming to take the initiative.
As for Gu Zeming, he was too busy working to earn money... There were just too many people pursuing him, and he couldn't remember them all. So far, he hadn't seen any girl who could make him look at her differently. Those girls either got ruthlessly rejected as soon as they confessed, or, like Meng Xiang, hesitated and dared not express their feelings.
In this situation, Wei Xue didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only speculate: "He's so poor that he has to pick up trash, what if he didn't prepare a gift at all?"
"Maybe." Meng Xiang locked the box, feeling even more disappointed.
*
When it was time to eat, someone suggested that men and women sit at mixed tables, alternating between men and women, in order to increase opportunities for interaction and liven up the atmosphere.
The proposal was approved by the majority.
Jiang Chuyu desperately grabbed Shi Qing and Caiyan's hands, pleading with them.
"Don't leave me..."
Caiyan ruthlessly pulled her hand away from hers, a smirk playing on her lips: "Good girl, I'm going to go hook up with a man, you stay put."
Jiang Chuyu: "..."
A cold-hearted woman.
Jiang Chuyu withdrew her hand and stared absentmindedly at the dining table.
The chefs began plating the food.
Peking duck, shark fin soup, braised pork in casserole...
Gradually, most people had taken their seats, but the seats on either side of Jiang Chuyu were still empty.
It makes sense when you think about it. She and Lin Jiashu just broke up. Lin Jiashu's tantrums last night were known to everyone in the building. The guys are trying to avoid each other right now, so how could they dare to sit next to her?
Jiang Chuyu was happy to have some peace and quiet.
He stared blankly at the wine glass in front of him for a while, and as soon as he looked up, he suddenly saw Lin Jiashu and his group coming up the stairs in a grand procession.
He had just finished playing a game, his hair was damp with a little sweat, and he looked quite annoyed. His eyes swept over the tables, then he suddenly stopped and said to the two classmates sitting opposite her, "Could you make room for us?"
The two students moved their chairs around.
Lin Jiashu immediately sat down with her senior opposite Jiang Chuyu.
Jiang Chuyu: "..."
Clearly, Lin Jiashu's desire for revenge has not yet subsided.
It's so hateful, it doesn't even bother to look at it.
Jiang Chuyu picked up her cup, took a sip of water, and then lowered her head to eat.
The atmosphere at the dinner table became lively with clinking glasses and lively conversation.
Some people chatted and laughed, some ate heartily, and some cast curious glances at her...
Jiang Chuyu lowered her head and gently stirred the white rice in her bowl. She ate a few bites casually when she suddenly heard someone ask, "Hey, where's Senior Gu?"
Jiang Chuyu paused.
Then someone else said, "Oh right, he was just directing everyone to serve the food, how come he disappeared in the blink of an eye?"
"It sounds like they're on the phone."
"I'll go call him."
Meng Xiang put down her chopsticks and just as she stood up, Gu Zeming came up carrying a leather bag.
Immediately afterwards, Liang Shu's voice rang out: "We've already started eating, why are you only arriving now?"
Then it was him. "Get something."
A junior student offered him a seat: "Senior, where do you want to sit? I'll go get you a chair."
"No need, I'll sit over there."
Huh? Which way?
People around looked up curiously, and then they saw Gu Zeming walk around most of the dining table, walk towards Jiang Chuyu, pull out the chair to her left, and sit down.
Jiang Chuyu: "!"
? ? ?
!!
At this moment, the dormitory group chat exploded with excitement.
Mumu: [Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap, today is so exciting!]
Sky Blue: [Chu Yu, are you and Senior Gu very close?]
Yanzi: [You actually hooked up with the most handsome guy at A University?!]
Jiang Chuyu replied with a confused emoji, then quickly seemed to remember something and furtively started typing.
Taro: [There's an empty seat and chair next to me, so if he doesn't sit here, where will he sit?]
Sky blue: [That makes a lot of sense.]
Mumu: [...Do you dare to look up and see Lin Jiashu's expression?]
Taro: [I'm not watching.]
Mumu: [...]
Jiang Chuyu put down her phone and looked to the side.
Gu Zeming placed the leather bag on the table, rolled up his sleeves to his forearms, revealing his pale wrist bones, and casually opened a set of bowls and chopsticks.
He ate slowly and deliberately, with a detached gaze. He didn't like to talk or communicate with her.
Jiang Chuyu felt every cell in her body stirring with excitement, as if several little people inside her were having a wild party.
The shark fin, crab, roast duck on the table... all lost their appeal at this moment; only Gu Zeming in front of them was alive and well.
Jiang Chuyu licked the corner of her lips.
The group message popped up again.
Mumu: [Wipes drool.]
Taro:【……】
Yanzi: [Liu Yue from our class asked you to help her get Gu Zeming's contact information.]
Taro:【? 】
Taro: [Is he that popular?]
Swallow: [Isn't that obvious?]
Swallow: [Is this okay?]
Taro: [I refuse.]
She doesn't even have Gu Zeming's contact information, so why would she do something for someone else?
Not wanting to waste any more time, Jiang Chuyu turned off her phone and continued to observe Gu Zeming eating.
She stared at him for a long time, oblivious to everyone else, until Lin Jiashu, who was directly opposite her, knocked over his wine glass, and she slowly came back to her senses.
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