Xiao Xingyu let Zhang Moyan play with her hands without any resistance. After she rubbed both of her hands until they were shiny, he curved his peach blossom eyes and gave her a coquettish smile.
It was really cute. Zhang Moyan had never seen a man look like that before. She was stunned and felt that this could be listed as an unsolved mystery in the world.
Not knowing how to respond to that look, I turned around and went to the bathroom to remove the towel.
Xiao Xingyu lay on the pillow listening to the sounds in the bathroom. There was the sound of flushing water, then the water stopped, and then there was the sound of rustling again. He guessed that Zhang Moyan was hanging up the towel, and his heart began to get anxious again.
After a while, Zhang Moyan came out of the bathroom, glanced around his bed, and said with a sense of relief: "Teacher Xiao, you can continue to sleep. I'm going back to my room!"
Xiao Xingyu's expression was a little complicated.
"Is there anything else?" Zhang Moyan asked.
Xiao Xingyu raised his body slightly: "What if I need to drink water later?"
Dark eyes looked at her.
"Oh yeah..." Zhang Moyan didn't expect this question, looked around, and said, "Wait a moment."
She brought the kettle that she had just taken away back to the bedside table, and poured a cup for Xiao Xingyu in advance to prevent him from knocking it over. She placed the cup and kettle inside, where he could reach them but would definitely not touch them with his hand.
"Is this okay?"
Xiao Xingyu disdainfully looked at her arrangement: "What if I drink some water and then want to go to the toilet?"
Zhang Moyan paused. Indeed, it was normal to want to pee after drinking water.
"Then you'd better not drink it..." He was about to take the cup away, but withdrew his hand halfway, thinking it was too inhumane to not let people drink water just because they didn't have to go to the toilet.
After thinking about it, she finally said: "If you want to go to the bathroom, just call me and I will come and take you there."
Anyway, I've already been there with him once. It doesn't make much difference if I go there twice. It's just like my ears will be tortured again.
Xiao Xingyu was not at all happy about this solution. In a short period of time, he could not think of any reason to keep the man, so he lay back on the pillow in disappointment.
"Then I'll go back first?"
"oh."
"Call me if you have anything, I'll come over." Zhang Moyan stood there for a while.
"Um."
The lights were turned off, the door was closed, and the moonlight from outside the window shone in faintly. Xiao Xingyu began to blame the woman.
Wasn’t his hint enough? Did he have to say the three words “sleep together” before she could understand what he meant?
Didn't she say she had to control herself? That meant she was still somewhat interested in him. With him in his current state, wasn't it just the right time for her to take good care of him and warm up their relationship? She didn't even know how to seize such a great opportunity!
He had to throw a cup before he came over! You can't throw another cup and do the same trick later, right?
Xiao Xingyu fell into depression.
He knew very well that it would not be difficult to get Zhang Moyan. She herself had said that as long as he needed her to take responsibility for the "accident" that night and wanted her to marry him, she would definitely cooperate.
But the question is, what's the point of such a marriage and partnership? If he gets her, can he ever get her heart? And has Xiao Xingyu really fallen so far as to be forced to marry a woman who doesn't even know if she loves him, and then live his life relying on the kinship that develops over time?
He had no shortage of women, no shortage of women who loved him, and it wasn't like he had never dated women before, but those relationships had only progressed to the point of kissing, which had already bored him. He didn't like being treated as a value-added label by women. He was always clear-headed: the reason women chased him was largely because he had too many halos: family background, wealth, reputation, status, knowledge, good looks... Women obtained these halos by conquering him.
He also advised himself not to hold such thoughts. If all women in the world were like this, could he stay single for his whole life?
So he tried dating several girlfriends one after another, but there was no way. Every time his exes expressed their desire to share their relationship with the world, he couldn't help but feel that he was just a high-priced brand, no different from Cartier, LV, and Prada.
He doubted whether these women would even look at him if he didn't have these halos.
So every relationship ended with him proposing a breakup and paying a hefty breakup fee. He was sorry that he had left the impression of being a traitor on all his girlfriends, but he couldn't force himself to continue even if he felt uncomfortable.
The only consolation was that he had never touched these women. The reason for not touching these women was, firstly, because of his good character, and secondly, because he didn't really want to eat them. Of course, there would be temporary desires, but thinking that if it happened, he would be trapped, so the desire was naturally restrained.
…
Three years ago, just when he thought every woman in the world would only treat him as a celebrity, Zhang Moyan appeared. When he met her, he hadn't had the time to reveal his identity, family background, reputation, or talent. He hadn't even let her see his stunningly handsome face. Yet, when he was on the verge of death, she bravely stepped forward, risking everything to save him. She did this deed without leaving a name behind, and even afterward, even after searching for her through the police and media, she never showed up.
This refreshed his understanding. It turns out that women in the world are not just the same type as he thought before!
From then on, he suddenly had a positive outlook on partner and marriage, and began to believe that he could find a woman who didn't treat him as a brand.
Three years later, he really met such a woman, but he didn't expect that he was so lucky. This woman was the one who saved him!
The moment he saw Zhang Moyan again at the ancient porcelain auction, he felt a strong electric current coursing through his body, a feeling that was simply indescribable. So now he firmly believed that a man could tell whether he wanted a woman or not the first time he met her.
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