Chapter 74: The Little Doomsday Writer (Yu Hui) 21 Not as Good as Ye Si...
"like?"
In fact, Zhou Zhanyun’s mysophobia was not as serious as Song Qingqing imagined. He did not push Song Qingqing away, but just stood there quietly.
His voice was cold, like snow falling on one's ear, so cold that Song Qingqing shivered.
The light in the office dimmed at some point, leaving only the breathing light on one side of the wall flashing a warm yellow glow. Zhou Zhanyun's expressionless and extremely cold face looked a little softer against the light.
Song Qingqing looked at him in such a dim environment, and in a trance she actually remembered the system RE01 in the space. However, Zhou Zhanyun had a little more popularity than the system. Although not much, it was enough for Song Qingqing to distinguish the two. And to be honest, Zhou Zhanyun looked even colder than the system.
At least the system wouldn't ask her as aggressively as Zhou Zhanyun did.
Zhou Zhanyun looked at Song Qingqing's eyes which were stained by mottled and fragmented light and shadow. Only his own figure was reflected in them. If someone with a lower IQ saw them, they might really think that she could only see his figure in her eyes.
Unique and special treatment can easily confuse people's minds.
I guess Ye Si was bewitched by this kind of look.
Zhou Zhanyun didn't answer Song Qingqing's question about whether he was angry. Instead, he jumped to the next topic without warning. "So, is it a physical liking or a psychological liking?"
Zhou Zhanyun recalled calmly and nonchalantly. During his school days, there were times when the opposite sex expressed their affection for him. Their shy and nervous eyes were too obvious. It seemed that the only thing they were interested in was his pretty good-looking face, and the way he handled it was not much different each time.
He would randomly pick one of his research results to ask the other party, and every time he could see the look of confusion and shock on the other party's face. Later, such situations occurred less and less frequently, and he could focus all his energy on the laboratory.
Zhou Zhanyun had thought of more extreme ways of handling the situation, but was stopped by Ye Si. As a former colleague, Ye Si often said that he was too inhumane and his thinking logic seemed completely different from that of humans.
But Zhou Zhanyun never thought there was anything wrong with this.
He didn't speak fast, but every word he said together sounded extremely aggressive and oppressive. Moreover, Zhou Zhanyun would habitually lean forward slightly while speaking, getting closer to Song Qingqing who was already leaning in his arms.
When Zhou Zhanyun asked this question, his silver-gray eyes were fixed on Song Qingqing, as if he would never miss any micro-expression on her face. To him, those micro-expressions were loopholes that could reveal the essence of things.
Why be so strict...
It seemed that Zhou Zhanyun was convinced that she was lying to him. Song Qingqing bit her lip silently and almost dared not continue to look at Zhou Zhanyun. She would instinctively feel nervous when facing this kind of dialogue mode, as if she was pressed on a chair in a small dark room and being interrogated by the interrogator step by step.
You should never express your psychological love directly. It is too hypocritical and is obviously a lie that will be exposed at the slightest touch and cannot withstand the slightest scrutiny.
On the way to the underground research institute of the central base, Song Qingqing had gone through all of the original owner's memories of Zhou Zhanyun, without missing any details.
If she dared to say that it was a psychological liking, Zhou Zhanyun would definitely question her and ask why she could still like him after being treated like that by him before. It wasn't Stockholm syndrome.
But if it was a physical liking... Song Qingqing glanced at Zhou Zhanyun's tall, thin, and well-proportioned figure and his flawless face. Wouldn't that be a clear statement that she coveted his face and body? She didn't want that. For someone as rational and intelligent as Zhou Zhanyun, that would be too unattractive.
The office suddenly became quiet.
Zhou Zhanyun didn't think Song Qingqing would respond to his question immediately, so he maintained this suffocating atmosphere, looking at her indifferently without opening his mouth or saying a word.
Song Qingqing's eyes fell on his right hand with distinct joints hanging at his side. In the dim light of the breathing lamp, she could vaguely see that there seemed to be a scar near the back of his hand and wrist, but it was just covered by the sleeve.
She suddenly remembered what happened to Zhou Zhanyun before he was brought back to the Song family by Song's father.
His childhood was not happy, and because of his extraordinary IQ and emotional perception, he was even more severely abused by his biological parents. However, Zhou Zhanyun did not seem to care much about this.
The original owner had never understood his adopted brother, so perhaps he could start from this blank.
Song Qingqing took a deep breath and gently hooked her finger around Zhou Zhanyun's cold index finger. Then, step by step, she carefully touched the inconspicuous burn scar on the back of his hand. She looked up at him and whispered, "Brother, were you often injured before you came to the Song family?"
Zhou Zhanyun said nothing and looked at her quietly. The burn on the back of his hand that he had caused had long since healed, but when the girl's soft and warm fingertips gently touched it, he still felt a strange itchy and painful sensation as the scar healed, like a thorn in the flesh, which was disgusting.
He asked indifferently, "Didn't Mr. Song tell you about my origins?"
Song Qingqing pursed her lips and shook her head.
Zhou Zhanyun suddenly laughed, but the smile lacked warmth. "My biological parents thought I was a monster and sent me to Lotte Kindergarten. I ran away from there and returned home, where they committed suicide."
Song Qingqing's pupils shrank slightly.
She had heard about the Lotte Kindergarten incident. Most of the children there were abnormal children who were considered disobedient by their parents, and children often died in accidents in this kindergarten.
"Okay, my introduction is over." Zhou Zhanyun's incomprehensible smile quickly disappeared, and he returned to his expressionless look. "Sister, it's time for you to answer my question."
Damn it, the plan to change the topic failed, and we are back to that multiple-choice question with two choices. But no matter how you look at it, no matter which one you choose, it's a dead end. It's just like the death option Song Qingqing encountered when playing a story-based game, and she ended up in the death branch.
Song Qingqing lowered her head. She had already dug herself into such a big hole, so she simply chose to speak frankly. Of course, it was a half-true and half-false frankness.
"Both. Physically, brother's waist looks very thin, his fingers are long and cool, and his lips are very thin. Every detail is very beautiful, and I like them all." After Song Qingqing finished this long paragraph, she didn't know what was in her mind. Zhou Zhanyun's waist was of course beautiful. Even wearing a loose white lab coat, it couldn't hide his thin and strong waist under the coat. But if she really said this, Song Qingqing still wanted to find a hole in the ground to bury herself.
Her cheeks, neck and ears were all red, and her fingers were clenched tightly in her palms.
"As for the psychological aspect, I didn't understand it before. That way... when I bullied my brother, I also wanted him to focus his attention on me."
It was really difficult for her to say such a long and insincere speech. Song Qingqing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she tried not to blink too quickly. She knew that this habitual action often occurred when she lied, and it was easy for the other party to see that she was lying.
Zhou Zhanyun: “….”
His expression froze for a moment, probably because he didn't expect that the girl who was so scared of him that she was like a mouse just now could say such straightforward and bold words.
Zhou Zhanyun lowered his eyes slightly and his gaze fell on the girl's face. Even though he was trying to control his eyelashes, they were still trembling. She was lying, but not much.
As the girl spoke, her bright red lips opened and closed, pouring out lies that could easily touch the other person's heartstrings.
Zhou Zhanyun concluded her words calmly, "So physiological attraction accounts for the majority. How about arranging an experiment to confirm it now?"
Song Qingqing: “?”
Now Song Qingqing stood there in a daze, her mind blank.
Physical attraction, experiment? What experiment? What did he want to confirm?
Before Song Qingqing could react, Zhou Zhanyun grabbed her and threw her on the chair in his office. Then he leaned over with a cold expression and pressed his cold lips against hers.
Compared with Zhao Zemu's aggressiveness and Ye Si's restrained gentleness, this kiss can even be described as extremely alienated.
But Zhou Zhanyun carried out each step step by step, from the caress of the lips, to the entwining of the tongue tips, to the deep kiss, without missing a single step. No one knew where he learned it from. At first he was a little unfamiliar with it, but later he became familiar and calm.
But it's very cold.
However, Song Qingqing felt that this didn't seem like a kiss, but more like Zhou Zhanyun wanted to confirm something. Was he conducting an emotional experiment?
After realizing this, Song Qingqing suddenly became unhappy, and tears welled up in her originally confused almond eyes. For the first time, she put her arms around Zhou Zhanyun's neck so passionately, tilted her head back slightly and escaped from his lips for a moment. She took a small, rapid breath, calmed herself down, tilted her head back and gently bit his jaw, and then kissed his slightly protruding Adam's apple, and swept her tongue across it carefully, tentatively.
Zhou Zhanyun stopped and looked down at her.
In the dim light, the girl's eyes were wet, like gems soaked in water, sparkling as she looked at him, looking very well-behaved and obedient.
She kissed the corner of her lips softly and coquettishly, as if telling him a little secret, and whispered to him, "Brother, I feel that your kiss is not as good as Professor Ye's."
Zhou Zhanyun: “….”
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