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Looking at Zhou Min's back as he left, Zheng Cheng once again felt that he was really lucky.
If there had been no kidnapping, his planned life might have been filled with only power and calculations in his heart until today. He would never have been able to hold his lover's hand, sip pearl milk tea and stroll leisurely on the campus in late autumn.
"It's really hard to drink," he said, frowning at the flavor, but still using his molars to bite open the low-quality pearls with glue.
This is the taste of freedom. If it is real, it is pure; if it is fake, it is frank. He will not let go easily.
The few months before going abroad passed quickly. Zheng Cheng dealt with a large number of clothes and jewelry and moved from Nanjiang Yayuan to a smaller property.
It is on the border of Wutong District, closer to Hanyu.
Zheng Yuan gave the Nanjiang Yayuan house to Zheng Sisi. After returning to China, she finally had her own place to live. The pain room was retained. She even planned to pain the entire house. The servants trembled with fear.
After making an agreement with Zheng Yuan, they would not need a live-in maid except for weekly cleaning. What Zheng Cheng had fought for with his future was maximum freedom.
Xiao Ming was the one who drove to the airport. He was driving this GLS which was full of his memories of the past year, and he secretly wiped away his tears while the traffic light was red.
"If you like it so much, I can give you this car." Zheng Cheng couldn't stand his homesickness and played with the Capibala on his schoolbag.
"No, no, do you know that parking in Shanghai costs extra per month? I really can't afford a car. I'm already very satisfied with my Vepsa." Xiao Ming refused.
Chu Tianyi also cried for inexplicable reasons.
"Why didn't I see you so sad when I went to Japan?" After finally comforting his father and new mother, Hu Hanyu rummaged through his body and found the only pack of tissues. After thinking about it, he gave them all to him.
"I'm so moved, Hanhan. A while ago, I saw you not eating or drinking, and I was really worried that you might be upset... Could you please pull one out for me, please? Thank you." Chu Tianyi took the tissue that Zheng Cheng pulled out for him and blew his nose vigorously. "It's so good now! So good!"
"Not eating or drinking?" Zheng Cheng gave him another piece of paper.
"If you block him, he won't be able to eat. You don't know, my friend Zheng, he always told me his dream girl is... Um &@$$&@!"
Hu Hanyu covered his entire face with tissues and took him away.
"What a mess." Zheng Cheng looked at them and smiled, "Don't worry, there's plenty of time to ask him."
"Brother Cheng," Xiao Ming wiped his red eyes, "You and Hanyu must be well in the future."
"What are you so worried about?" Zheng Cheng was also a little uncomfortable with them. "I'm not going there and never coming back. Don't act like I'm going through the bronze door."
I haven't seen Xiao Ming for a while. Now, there is some maturity in his eyes that a member of society should have.
"When we meet again after today, things will be different," he said. "You and I have never been from the same world. No matter how hard I try, I'll only be middle class at best. You will always be the upper class that I can't see."
Yan Xiaoming is a clear-headed person. In his heart, he always draws a clear line: he takes what is his, and he doesn't touch anything that is not his.
For him, losing his assistant status was like closing a class door, leaving the part that did not belong to him in the first place, along with Zheng Cheng, Hanyu, Zhou Min, and a year of his youth, inside the door.
"Yan Xiaoming," Zheng Cheng said, "Come here and give me a hug."
Hu Hanyu came back carrying Chu Tianyi, and when he saw the two of them, he smiled knowingly.
"Look at them saying goodbye," he said to Chu Tianyi, "why don't we give them a hug too?"
"I still feel a little disgusted when hugging you." Chu Tianyi sniffed.
The two of them ended up punching each other.
The other members of the Zheng family did not appear in their respective itineraries, except Zheng Lu, who, it was unclear whether it was intentional or not, chose a flight at about the same time as Zheng Cheng and chatted with him for a few minutes in the VIP lounge.
"You're not coming back for the New Year this year?" Zheng Liu knocked on the glass and forced himself to drink the caramel macchiato in the glass with the flavor of whiskey.
"It's really too late. I have to catch up." Seeing him install it again, Zheng Cheng couldn't help but want to poke him, "What? Are you worried that no one will share the firepower at the family party?"
Zheng You shook his head in disdain: "Study hard, there will be plenty for you to share when you come back."
"You take care of it yourself. I won't be your laborer," said Zheng Cheng.
"What kind of coolie can you be? It takes me ages to pick up a hard hat."
"Are you really planning to let me work on the construction site?"
Zheng Lu smiled, and there was a meaningful look of fondness in his eyes as he looked at Zheng Cheng.
"When we're planning to open it, we have to start from the rough version and confirm it." He said softly, "I'll show you when I come back from spring break. We're planning to open it in Beijing."
"We'll talk about it later." Zheng Cheng agreed absentmindedly, "You smoke too much. Remember to get your teeth treated with cold glaze."
I have to say, Zheng You looks more like a horse when he smiles, with super big teeth.
"Others were trying their best to climb up, but Yan Xiaoming was the only one who took the elevator up and then jumped down to walk on his own." Even after getting on the plane, Zheng Cheng was still feeling grateful for Xiaoming's farewell.
"I can really understand him." Hu Hanyu was holding a glass of orange juice he had ordered before takeoff. "Every step you take is your own. Everything that falls from the sky belongs to others."
Zheng Cheng didn’t understand it before, but now he understands it, so at this moment he just wants to focus on the present.
Returning to the house his father bought for him in Ithaca, this time, Zheng Cheng had no chef, servant, or driver, only Hu Hanyu.
I feel very at ease.
"Take me out for a walk." After packing his things, Hanyu put his arm around Zheng Cheng's shoulders as usual.
"What's so interesting to see at this time? I thought we were in Shanghai, but this is the countryside." Zheng Cheng said as he started walking.
"Just go to the supermarket and take a look?" Hu Hanyu said.
Zheng Cheng stopped.
He had no idea where the supermarket was.
He didn't know when it would close.
"You've really stumped me. Let me check it out." Zheng Cheng retreated to the dining table and sat down.
After adapting to small town life again, Zheng Cheng became an ordinary student again.
It’s not ordinary, but it’s not that ordinary.
There are a lot of discussions in the Cornell Chinese student group.
[Do you recognize this person? [Picture]]
[So handsome, looks familiar, who is it? ]
[Oh my god, Master Guan Er? He used to have long hair, right?]
Is this the internet celebrity? [Picture] She said she was on leave? Is she back now?
Is this true? He and I take the same class, and he always sits in the front row. He was even praised by the professor yesterday. Is he really an internet celebrity?
Several international students met Zheng Chengzheng eating with a boy in the cafeteria. They were shirking each other and no one was willing to come forward to confirm.
"I'll go." A boy in white clothes who had been silent stood up. "What a bunch of losers."
The boy walked up to Zheng Cheng, asked a few questions politely, then came back and picked up the plate.
"It's him, his boyfriend next to him," the boy said, "Let's go together. He's not hiding anything. If you have any questions, go ahead and ask him."
Later, Zheng Cheng learned that his name was Xiaolian and he was a junior in the Department of Architecture.
A group of people swarmed towards Zheng Cheng's table and started chatting:
"Are your fans making a fuss backstage after you quit the internet? Are you really not considering a comeback?"
"What's going on with Peach Juice Yaoyao? I want some gossip."
"Put aside the internet celebrity question for now. That professor's class is so difficult, how are you supposed to keep up after taking a leave of absence? Why don't you copy my notes for me first?"
"Well, I'll explain it slowly." Zheng Cheng raised his lunch box and smiled casually. "My boyfriend made some fried chicken nuggets. Would you like to try some?"
Immediately, a reminder popped up in the international student group.
[Joining the group chat with impudence]
"Master Guan Er turned out to be such a nice person. I thought he was very cold."
"He himself said that he didn't speak in front of the camera to maintain his image. Hahahaha, he actually speaks quite funny."
The classmates discussed it privately for a few minutes, and soon, no one mentioned Master Guan Er anymore. Zheng Cheng thus broke into the Chinese student group, which was hard to imagine before.
In the past, he was always wary that people approaching him had ulterior motives, so he avoided the crowd. Now, he unexpectedly discovered that most of the interactions between classmates were not purposeful. Instead, he was always thinking about future hotel plans and trying to accumulate some connections.
Hu Hanyu didn't let himself be idle either.
While Zheng Cheng was in class, he found a job at a Japanese restaurant in town. In just one winter, the restaurant went from being deserted to being crowded, all thanks to his cooking skills.
"Han, a customer has booked a private room tomorrow. Can you stay a few more hours? I'll give you double your salary." The manager was almost begging him.
"Sorry, no." Hanyu refused flatly with a smile, already putting on his coat. "My boyfriend's get out of class is almost over, I have to go home."
"Can I be so devilish as to hope that your boyfriend can delay his graduation?" said the store manager.
"He'll graduate early. Goodbye." Hanyu added before closing the shop. "If you say that again, I'll quit immediately."
The store manager shattered gently on the spot.
Cornell's small town, Ithaca, has a long winter. It is sparsely populated and cold every day. If you have to go through the cold all the way and have to return to the equally damp and cold apartment, life will become very difficult.
Fortunately, Hu Hanyu is here this time.
In order to catch up with the progress, Zheng Cheng's classes were packed every day. What kept him going in the cold wind and snow, besides the cold-proof gear on his body, was the warm light at the end of the road.
Home.
The moment he stepped into the warm room and took off his heavy coat, Zheng Cheng could clearly feel his heart relieved, and he urgently wanted to get into the arms of the person who was walking towards him quickly.
"Hey, why is your neck so cold? You don't wear a scarf properly." Hanyu's warm body shuddered at the warmth of his cheek, but he would always hug Zheng Cheng tightly in the next second.
"I'm so tired, Hanyu..." This is Zheng Cheng's favorite moment of the day. He buried his face in Hanyu's neck, letting himself be completely immersed in his warmth and scent. It felt so comfortable and safe.
There were even a few times when Zheng Cheng fell asleep like this, and Hanyu carried him to the bed and covered him with a quilt without letting go.
In addition to studying, he spends his weekly rest time in the kitchen, watching Hu Hanyu cook, filming videos, and then editing and posting them on Hunao Kitchen. Gradually, their sharing of Chinese food using local ingredients became quite famous in the circle of international students, and they actually have tens of thousands of fans.
"I'm planning on making the black pepper steak rice from Overcooked tomorrow. It looks delicious." During lunch, Xiaolian and Zheng Cheng chatted, "Zheng Cheng, what are you bringing for lunch today?"
"What a coincidence! Black pepper steak. Would you like to try it?" Zheng Cheng smiled and opened the lunch box. They made it during the weekend filming. Knowing that he always had lunch with his classmates, Hanyu would deliberately bring him more.
"Your performance is so authentic," a classmate exclaimed. "Your boyfriend is so proactive, he just released a video."
"His hobby is cooking." Zheng Cheng mixed the black pepper sauce into the rice. "After we finish our due date, let's go to his restaurant to eat. It's my treat."
"I'd like to ask a former internet celebrity what he thinks of Overcooked." A classmate put a sushi roll in front of Zheng Cheng and pretended to interview him. "Do you think Overcooked will be the next Guan Er Gongzi?"
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