Chapter 46: Lang Yueshan was just downstairs. How did it feel when you kissed me? ...
A cold wind whistled on the top of Langyue Mountain. A black sedan was speeding along the mountain bend at night, its red taillights flashing, like a lone messenger from hell coming with great momentum.
After an afternoon of strong winds, the astronomy enthusiasts who came here for the astronomical observation were greatly disappointed and left the mountain one after another with their equipment on their backs before it started to rain.
The meteor shower rumored on the Internet has no meteors, only impending rain.
But there are also people who will not turn back until they hit the wall, and Luo Shu is one of them.
The last wave of people dispersed, leaving behind a few young men hesitating. They saw that Luo Shu was a girl, without any equipment and had been here alone for a long time, so they pushed each other to talk to her and ask if she needed help.
The short-haired boy in the middle was pushed out. He adjusted his hair slightly and politely patted Luo Shu on the shoulder: "Miss, don't wait any longer. The shooting star won't come."
Luo Shu tilted her head in response, her pale face expression calm, "I know."
The boy was not discouraged. Encouraged by his friends, he invited them: "Well, take our car. It's hard to get a taxi here at this time."
Before Luo Shu could utter the polite refusal "Thank you, I'm waiting for someone", a beam of dazzling light shot towards her without any warning.
She subconsciously covered her eyes with the back of her hand and could only hear the sound of wheels rolling over the uneven road.
Not far away, Fang Qingzhuo was sitting in the driver's seat. When he saw someone of the opposite sex dare to touch Luo Shu, a ball of anger burst out from his chest. His usually handsome features were distorted by anger. He opened the car door and got out. With a clear goal, he went straight to the man approaching under the light who was unaware of the danger. Without saying a word, he grabbed his collar and raised his fist high. However, before he could throw a punch, Luo Shu stopped him sternly.
"Fang Qingzhuo, stop it."
She grabbed the arm that was suspended in mid-air and explained, "Fang Qingzhuo, they have no ill intentions."
Just like a wild horse being tamed, Fang Qingzhuo regained his sanity in an instant. The moment his eyes met hers, his eyes, which were about to burst open, instantly mended and returned to normal.
Faced with such an indiscriminate madman, the boy who almost got beaten up was so angry that he dared not say a word and lost interest in chatting with him. Feeling unlucky, he almost inaudibly cursed Fang Qingzhuo "you're crazy", then drove away quickly with his companions.
For a moment, Fang Qingzhuo and Luo Shu were the only two people left on the empty hilltop, staring at each other in silence.
Knowing that he was in the wrong, Fang Qingzhuo avoided the sharp gaze that seemed to dissect him, and carefully held her cold hand, wrapping it in his palm.
Luo Shu didn't struggle. She calmed down and looked at him intently, asking, "Where have you been?"
"I'm sorry, I'm late." Fang Qingzhuo blinked and apologized guiltily, "Because I had something urgent to deal with, that's why..."
People blink frequently when they are lying.
Luo Shu refused to buy it and repeated indifferently, "Let me ask you, where did you go before you came here?"
Fang Qingzhuo was a little slow, he moved his lips but no sound came out.
"Is it difficult to answer?" Luo Shu couldn't help but sneer and pulled out her hand that was warmed by his grip. "Then I'll answer for you, at the bar."
After these words were spoken, she even subtly felt that Fang Qingzhuo was at a loss and blank for a moment.
"So, you didn't want to watch the meteor shower with me from the beginning, but you were planning to stand me up..."
He choked up mid-sentence and said, "Leave me in this deep mountain."
She looked at the person in front of her with a look of utter despair, "Fang Qingzhuo, I thought you had changed for the better."
The fingers that fell into the air trembled uncontrollably. Fang Qingzhuo struggled desperately and tried to hold her hand again: "Don't let your imagination run wild. I, I didn't want to abandon you. I was going to come, but something delayed me. Please believe me, okay?"
Luo Shu didn't let him touch her at all: "You lied to me."
Fang Qingzhuo's face was anxious, and his speech function seemed to be severely damaged. He repeatedly emphasized: "I didn't lie to you, no, I really didn't."
Luo Shu pursed her lips, forcing herself to hold onto her shattered spirit. She pulled out her phone, which she had looked at countless times today, and clicked on the latest text message: "Then tell me who this person is? Is it you, Fang Qingzhuo? What you mean by 'something' is going on a life of debauchery?"
Fang Qingzhuo looked over and saw a photo of him appearing in a bar not long ago. What was misleading was the woman standing next to him and behaving intimately. From the distance and angle of the photo, it was not difficult to guess who had instructed the photo to be taken.
He flipped through the pages one by one, his pupils trembling as he read the text messages.
My hands were shaking even more.
Seeing that he had nothing to say, Luo Shu's accumulated disappointment reached its peak. She turned around and was about to leave, but her wrist was suddenly stopped.
Fang Qingzhuo pulled the person back to him, but Luo Shu still insisted on leaving. He seemed not to notice her ugly expression and pulled her back again with all his strength. Like a magic needle that stabilized the sea, he pulled back the person who was competing with him again and again without shaking.
As the rain came and went, the raindrops that had been dormant for a long time finally fell down with a loud noise.
Worried that Luo Shu would get wet and catch a cold if they continued like this, Fang Qingzhuo ignored her strong objections, grabbed her by the waist, carried her on his shoulders and quickly stuffed her into the passenger seat of the car. Luo Shu refused to comply and insisted on getting out of the car. As her fingertips touched the door handle, Fang Qingzhuo climbed into the driver's seat and quickly stopped her and locked the car door.
Xing was really annoyed by this useless back and forth work. Luo Shu's eyes felt sore and the grievances accumulated over the days turned into tears that flowed out from her well-developed tear glands.
"Why don't you want me? Why did you disappear? Why did you come here? Why are you sometimes good and sometimes bad?"
The four helpless questions that struck his soul were so direct that Fang Qingzhuo's Adam's apple rolled and he could no longer suppress his heartache. He pulled the person into his arms and said, "I'm not abandoning you. I promise, this is the last time. I won't be good for a while and bad for a while, and I won't disappear."
The moment she fell into that familiar chest, Luo Shu broke down and cried. She grabbed Fang Qingzhuo and beat him hard. Tears welled up in her eyes. She didn't cry when she was accused of plagiarism, she didn't cry when she was stood up, and she didn't cry when she was blown by the cold wind all afternoon. But now, she couldn't help but burst into tears.
After she finished venting, Fang Qingzhuo lifted her chin and looked into those tearful eyes. What should he do? He really didn't like Luo Shu crying for him. He watched helplessly as a tear as big as a bean burst out of her eye. Before his brain started to think, his body had already kissed her instinctively, and the hot tear that slid down her cheek was accurately integrated into the kiss.
Luo Shu felt her eyes go dark, and a long but not sharp tinnitus suddenly sounded in her ears. All the pores on her body curled up at this moment.
Fang Qingzhuo was kissing her, kissing her restrainedly, kissing away her falling tears, kissing away the pain that was flooding her heart.
The rain was coming down hard, hitting the glass, but it couldn't compare to the shock of that kiss.
A few seconds later, a simple and informal kiss that didn't even touch the lips ended. Fang Qingzhuo once again examined the tear marks and wet eyelashes on her face. A doubly sour feeling, the same as her tears, suddenly emerged in his heart. He bent his fingers and gently wiped away the crystal clear tears that were still stubbornly hanging on her long eyelashes. The most important thing now was to calm her emotions.
"I only stayed in the bar for about ten minutes. The dashcam can prove it. The photo was taken with a different camera. I didn't let her hug me, and I didn't drink the drink... I really didn't drink it. If I did, you can feel it, right?"
"Those text messages aren't true. I swear, I didn't approach you because Duan Ran liked you and wanted to avenge the loss of his guaranteed admission to graduate school. Whether or not you go to graduate school is not important to me at all. I can also explain why I was late tonight."
The atmosphere was silent for a long time, and Luo Shu didn't react at all. Only she knew that her rage was like a balloon that slowly deflated over time. She sniffed, sat up straight, and fastened the passenger seat belt.
Seeing this, Fang Qingzhuo took the initiative to reach out and help her insert the buckle, his tone full of temptation: "Go back to school... or go to my place?"
In less than a moment, she gave the answer: "Back to school."
The curfew is at 11 o'clock, and it is now 10:59. Even if he takes a rocket ship, he may not be able to make it. However, Fang Qingzhuo still tries his best to send people back to school as quickly as possible.
In fact, on the way back, Luo Shu had already anticipated the result and prepared for the worst.
Normally, she would say goodbye to Fang Qingzhuo before getting off the bus, but this time she didn't even say hello. She glanced at the window of the cubicle where the dormitory manager was, and got off the bus with gritted teeth to bother her.
Two steps away, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from behind, and then Fang Qingzhuo stood in front of her like a roadblock, his eyes fixed on her face. Before Luo Shu could turn around, a hand suddenly supported the back of her neck. The movement was extremely fast and decisive, leaving her no chance to refuse, and he lowered his head to cover her lips.
As she felt the warmth on her lips, Luo Shu was forced to tilt her head back and her pupils dilated. Fang Qingzhuo was kissing her. Unlike the kiss that touched her tears in the car, this time it was a real kiss.
While she was distracted, the fingertips on the back of her neck pinched her ambiguously, as if hinting to her to be serious or reminding her of the next action, because he suddenly opened his mouth and held her soft lips, opening and closing them, and rubbing his lips and teeth. She held her breath, curled up the fingers that were grabbing his clothes on his chest, and felt that Fang Qingzhuo in front of her was becoming more and more blurred.
The slanting wind and drizzle were swept into this long and distant kiss, ready to break out at any moment.
Luo Shu had no recollection of how they got to the building afterwards. She only remembered that Fang Qingzhuo was the first to pull away when they were reluctant to leave. Both of them were breathing heavily, as if to make up for the missed farewell. He held Luo Shu's face and pecked her lips quickly, then resolutely knocked on the glass window of the dormitory manager and bowed to apologize.
During the whole process, neither of them said a word.
In the dormitory corridor, Luo Shu's ears and heart were still beating wildly. She was not sure if anyone had left the door open for her. She stood there quietly for a long time to calm down before she started looking for the key. As she searched through the books, the scene of her kiss with Fang Qingzhuo kept appearing in her mind.
Compared to the previous two carefully planned kisses that were both accidentally interrupted by others, everything that happened tonight was so sudden that she couldn't even recall the feeling at the time, she only knew that she was kissed.
Just as she was daydreaming, the dormitory door opened automatically. It was dark inside. Through the light from the corridor, Luo Shu saw a familiar face, but one that should not be familiar at the moment, peeking out from the increasingly large gap in the door.
Her first reaction was to suspect that she had walked into the wrong dormitory. Just as she was about to back away, Liang Rong anxiously hugged half of her arm, as if she was afraid she would run away: "Luo Shu, you're finally back."
Is this painting style an illusion? Luo Shu slowly raised her head and glanced at the house number. 603, she was not wrong.
"I really know I was wrong. I was just obsessed with it. The deadline for the competition was approaching and I had no inspiration at all. I happened to pass by your dormitory and saw your computer was still on, so I borrowed some ideas." Liang Rong's pleading gradually turned into tears. "Luo Shu, please don't let Fang Qingzhuo sue me for the sake of our friendship, okay?"
The subsequent sobs and tears were like a kite with a broken string, snapping in Luo Shu's ears.
Just five minutes into the morning, Luo Shu washed up and got into the warm bed. Not long after, Fang Qingzhuo called on time.
She was the only one in the dormitory tonight, and the ringing of the bell lingered in the cold air, like a hot potato in her hand.
As I pressed the answer button, the music suddenly stopped, replaced by a familiar, catchy voice: "Are you asleep?"
"without."
"Did you take a hot bath?"
"I washed it."
"Are you sleepy then?"
Luo Shu lay flat on the bed, resting the back of her hand on her forehead to sort out her thoughts. She called his name to end this indifferent conversation: "Fang Qingzhuo."
"Yeah." He responded immediately, and whether intentionally or not, the ending of the tone was very long, as if it had a hook.
After a long silence, Luo Shu got back to the point: "The urgent matter you mentioned today means you sent a lawyer's letter to Liang Rong and helped me regain my place?"
"Did you see it?"
After accepting Liang Rong's tearful and begging confession, she immediately opened the official website of the competition, and her entry information was prominently displayed on the congratulatory homepage.
"How did you do that?"
"The day you came to deliver morning tea, I took the source file you sent me and registered the copyright."
There was another silence, but this time it was Fang Qingzhuo who broke the deadlock: "Are you still angry with me?" The vision was filled with endless darkness, and Luo Shu fell into empty contemplation.
"Text messages and the bar, trust me, I'll definitely give you an explanation. Tomorrow I'll check the surveillance footage and come back to apologize. Hit me, scold me, whatever you want to vent your anger on, I just ask you not to ignore me..."
"Fang Qingzhuo." Luo Shu suddenly interrupted his long speech, "How did it feel when you kissed me downstairs just now?"
I keenly noticed the other person take a deep breath and clear his throat: "Uh... I hit my teeth. I'm a little nervous."
When asked about his feelings, he said it felt like fixing a bug. Luo Shu buried her face in the pillow and stopped talking.
As if he had the ability to see through her eyes and guess what she was doing, Fang Qingzhuo chuckled on the other end of the phone: "We can practice more next time, so we won't..."
"Fang Qingzhuo."
"Hey, Happy New Year."
"Happy New Year."
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