Chapter 99 I Love You Forever
That night, Zhou Ci climbed onto Song Yu's bed as he wished.
For Song Yu, who goes to bed early and gets up early, this is another night of late sleep.
The next day, they both got up and went to work. After Song Yu's repeated urging, Zhou Ci finally and reluctantly went back to his room next door to take a shower, wash up, and change into work clothes.
Song Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him disappear at the door.
Ever since the two of them had an in-depth communication, Zhou Ci had become very clingy. These past two days, he had been like a little tail, either hugging her or following her, not wanting her to leave his sight for even a minute or a second.
As a career-oriented female CEO, Song Yu couldn't stand it anymore. Zhou Ci had seriously affected her speed in making money.
Song Yu also found it odd. Zhou Ci managed a conglomerate and a major emerging technology company. Just these two companies required his approval and confirmation, and countless documents had to be sent to the president's office every day. He should be so busy he barely had time to drink water, yet why was he so free? She was almost fed up with him hanging around all day with nothing to do.
However, no matter what Song Yu was thinking, he didn't delay her from getting up and washing up.
When she came out of the bathroom, Zhou Ci had come in again without her knowing. He had a three-piece suit hanging on his left arm and a tie in his right hand. He was leaning against the wall opposite the bathroom door, waiting for her to come out quietly like a husband-waiting stone. His hair was still dripping with water, and a large area of the front of his grey bathrobe was wet.
Song Yu sighed deeply in his heart and waved to the man: "Come and sit down, I'll blow your hair."
A smile played across Zhou Ci's lips. Following Song Yu's instructions, he obediently sat down in front of the dressing table and attentively handed over the hair dryer. "Thank you, sister."
"Why are you being so polite to me?" Song Yu played with Zhou Ci's hair with his fingers. "It's not like I haven't blow-dried your hair before."
Zhou Ci looked at Song Yu in the dressing mirror: "That's because my sister feels sorry for me and knows that I can't take care of myself."
The only sound in the bedroom was the sound of the hair dryer. Neither of them spoke anymore. One was blowing the hair in his hands carefully, while the other was feeling carefully taken care of.
Zhou Ci likes this kind of intimacy of being alone. The woman he desires most is right beside him, within his reach. Even if they are the only two people left in the world to depend on each other, it doesn't matter to him.
Short hair is easy to dry. Song Yu just put the hair dryer back and turned around. Zhou Ci took off his bathrobe in front of her and was stretching his legs to put on his pants with his upper body naked.
Somehow Song Yu's gaze fell on Zhou Ci's slightly bent waist.
She frowned slightly. His waist wasn't particularly thick, so why was it so strong? Like a perpetual motion machine, it hurt her at night when it bumped into her. His skin felt amazing too. His abdominal muscles were firm and muscular, but the skin on his back was smooth and delicate, not much different from a woman's. And his arms were incredibly strong. Holding her with one hand was as easy as lifting a chicken...
Zhou Ci's Adam's apple rolled in Song Yu's sight. "Sister, do you remember the school anniversary performance when I was a freshman? I was going to give a speech on behalf of the freshmen, and sister thought my tie wasn't tied well enough, so she helped me tie it backstage?"
Song Yu came back to her senses. She probably remembered that scene too, and said with a smile, "I remember that many girls backstage were envious of me. As soon as the school celebration was over, they asked someone to come to me to ask about you."
Zhou Ci buttoned the last button of his shirt and began to tie his tie around his neck. "That was the first time my sister helped me tie my tie. I was really happy that day, even happier than when I gave a speech on behalf of the freshmen. But that was the only time. After that, my sister never helped me tie my tie again..."
Song Yu smiled: "At that time, I thought that I would leave the opportunity to the girls who pursued you. Maybe there would be someone you also like among those girls. It would be more appropriate to do these things as a girlfriend."
Zhou Ci took the tie off his neck and handed it to her: "Sister is Mrs. Zhou now, isn't this identity more appropriate?"
Song Yu took the tie and put it back around Zhou Ci's neck. "If that's what you want, I'll tie your tie for you every morning."
Zhou Ci put a little more force on Song Yu's waist and pulled her into his arms: "I like the way you tie my tie. I've been thinking about it since the school anniversary that year, and I'll think about it again in the future."
Song Yu patted Zhou Ci's shoulder lightly, but unfortunately he missed. "Stop it! You're going to be late for work."
"Well, let me hug you again."
Zhou Ci clung to Song Yu for a while before reluctantly letting go. The two of them went out to have breakfast together.
Today's breakfast is very Chinese, with soy milk and boiled eggs. Zhou Ci's is more substantial, with an extra portion of butter, ham and toast.
Before leaving, Zhou Ci said to Aunt Qin who was clearing the table, "By the way, please move all my things to Madam's room later."
Aunt Qin paused while wiping the table, then reacted: "Okay, sir, I'll arrange it later."
Song Yu's face was almost familiar, and he knew exactly what this meant.
She didn't even dare to think about whether the aunts were secretly scolding them. She stood behind with her bag and pushed Zhou Ci in front of her out the door: "Hurry up, I have a morning meeting this morning and I'm going to be late."
They had already slept together, so why sleep in separate rooms? Song Yu had never thought about it and knew it was unrealistic.
Given how clingy Zhou Ci has been to her these days, there's no way he would agree.
She stopped struggling.
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Another day, near noon, Song Yu had just finished a work meeting near Zhou Ci's company.
She thought that since she married Zhou Ci, she had been busy with her own company's affairs. She had never been to Zhou Ci's company before. Today, she happened to be on her way, so she planned to go and take a look.
If Zhou Ci is not busy, the two of them can have lunch together at noon.
Ever since Zhou Ci took charge of the Zhou Group, in order to facilitate management, he bought a piece of land next to the Zhou Group and built a building, and moved Chu Zhuo there.
He usually works in Zhou's office. If Chu Zhuo's people need to find him, they will go directly to Zhou's president's office.
Like the Song family, the Zhou family is a long-established family business with a long history, multiple factions, and a ripple effect on the entire company. Every time they try to do something, they either end up taking advantage of one or taking advantage of another.
This is also the reason why Zhou Ci is in charge of the Zhou family.
But he was a man of great resolve. He had been implementing major reforms since taking over the Zhou Group, and with Old Man Zhou still around, Old Man Zhou was a sober old man. With him guiding him from behind, Zhou Ci's reforms went smoothly. In just a few years, he had closed down many unprofitable subsidiaries, and his annual report figures were improving year by year.
This was the first time Song Yu came to Zhou's after she and Zhou Ci got their marriage certificate. Unexpectedly, the receptionist at Zhou's knew her.
The receptionist saw Song Yu walk in from the front door. Before Song Yu could get close, someone came up to greet her warmly and politely: "Good afternoon, ma'am. Are you here to see Mr. Zhou?"
Song Yu was a little surprised to see her recognize him, but then he thought of the pictures of her everywhere on the Internet and felt relieved: "Good afternoon, Mr. Zhou, is he still at get off work?"
The receptionist replied, "I haven't seen Mr. Zhou come down yet. He should still be in the president's office."
Song Yu nodded and walked towards the elevator: "Then I'll go up to find him, you guys get busy!"
"I'm taking my wife to the elevator. Please follow me." The receptionist didn't dare let Song Yu take the elevator by herself. She led the way and took Song Yu to the CEO's elevator. She pressed the CEO's office floor for Song Yu and then bowed slightly with a standard smile, "Goodbye, my wife!"
The president's office is on the 28th floor. When Song Yu walked out of the elevator, the president's office was bustling with people coming and going near the end of the working day. It was quiet but busy.
Everyone who can work on this floor is a smart person. No matter how busy they are with their work, it does not affect their ability to keep an eye on all directions and to listen to all sides. Many sharp-eyed people have already seen Song Yu.
Li Yuqing just came out of the office with a document in her hand and saw Song Yu standing at the elevator entrance.
A long time had passed since their first meeting at the supermarket, and Song Yu seemed even more beautiful. She had always been pretty, but her face looked pure. Now, even in her formal work clothes, she couldn't hide her well-nourished charm.
It seems that Zhou Ci treats her very well and their married life is very harmonious.
How can it not be harmonious?
After all, she is Zhou Ci's white moonlight that he has been thinking about for more than ten years. He has tried every possible way to get her. It is not excessive to hold her in his heart and cherish her every day.
After that day, Li Yuqing used her connections to find out about Zhou Ci and Song Yu's childhood and analyzed the situation herself.
She felt her conclusion was almost correct. Judging from Song Yu's previous behavior, she only treated Zhou Ci as a younger brother. It was Zhou Ci who had schemed and fought overtly and covertly, using various means to finally make his sister his wife.
Li Yuqing was thinking about something, but it didn't stop her from walking over in her high heels. "Madam is here? Mr. Zhou is in a meeting, so it might take a while. Why don't you go to his office and wait?"
Song Yu raised his wrist to check his watch before nodding to Li Yuqing: "Thank you!"
Li Yuqing escorted Song Yu into the CEO's office: "Madam, what would you like to drink?"
Song Yu sat on the sofa, taking out a laptop from his briefcase and said, "Water will do, thank you!"
When Li Yuqing came back, Song Yu had already started working. She didn't interrupt him, but gently placed the cup of water on the coffee table beside Song Yu and prepared to leave.
"Yuqing, wait a minute!" Song Yu called her.
Li Yuqing turned around, a perfectly composed smile on her face: "Madam, do you have any instructions?"
Song Yu shifted his gaze from the laptop to her and smiled, "I remember you told me last time that if I came to Zhou's, let me see Zhou Ci's office drawer. Is there a surprise inside?"
"Madam, would you like to see it?" Li Yuqing turned around and pointed to a drawer on a bookshelf. "That's the drawer, but it has a combination lock. I don't know the combination."
Song Yu asked: "Then how did you know there was a surprise inside?"
Li Yuqing smiled, "One time, I came to deliver some documents and saw Mr. Zhou putting something in a drawer. At the time, I didn't understand why he put it away. Later, when I found out he was married to his wife, I suddenly understood."
Li Yuqing did not say explicitly what Zhou Ci put in it, which aroused Song Yu's curiosity. However, she felt that it was not good to pry into people's privacy, so after Li Yuqing left, she suppressed her curiosity.
However, after two people have an intimate relationship, especially couples like her and Zhou Ci who fell in love after marriage and whose relationship has been steadily growing, there are some things that cannot be ignored.
What secrets does Zhou Ci have? Is he hiding something from her?
The more Song Yu forced herself not to think about it, the more she couldn't stop her thoughts from wandering. She was torn between her conscience and her conscience, and finally she couldn't help but put down her laptop, stood up and walked to the drawer.
She knew all of Zhou Ci's passwords, and she tried several without success. She then tried her birthday password, but it still failed.
She circled the drawer, racking her brains, and finally came up with a password. She tentatively entered the date she and Zhou Ci had gotten their marriage certificate, and this time the password clicked, unlocking the drawer successfully.
The black sandalwood drawer slid open quietly, and when Song Yu saw what was inside, his breath was suddenly caught.
Yellowed amusement park tickets, lollipops that have been kept for who knows how long, gauze, pearl earrings that were lost many years ago, and love letters that were torn into pieces and carefully glued together.
Further down was a sketchbook. Song Yu opened it and saw that the sketchbook was filled with Song Yu's naked bodies in various shapes.
Beneath the sketchbook was a photo frame, the gilding worn and worn, evidently from repeated handling and viewing. Inside was a photo of her and Zhou Ci from their senior year sports meet.
In the photo, Song Yu's gold medal was hanging around his neck, and his hand was on his shoulder. The boy was shorter than her, with red ears, and he was hugging her waist. Both of them were smiling happily.
At the bottom was a diagnosis: Post-traumatic stress disorder, which was given six years ago after she went abroad.
When Song Yu looked at these things, her eyes turned red for some reason. She kept crying and couldn't wipe them away even with her hands.
A tissue was handed to her and Song Yu looked up with tears in her eyes. Zhou Ci had come back at some point and was leaning against the bookshelf, looking down at her.
Song Yu sobbed and cried, "What...are these?"
"These..." Zhou Ci picked up the amusement park ticket, lollipop, and gauze in turn. "The first time we met, my sister bought me a ticket and took me to find mom. Although mom was never found, I was very happy that day. Since mom passed away, my sister has been the only one who cares about me. I don't want to forget my sister, so I kept the amusement park ticket and look forward to meeting her again. The second time we met, I wanted to go find mom, but my sister stopped me and gave me a strawberry-flavored lollipop. She lied to me and said it was only given to brave and smart children. I couldn't bear to eat it, so I kept it until now. The third time we met, I got into a fight, and my sister showed up and saved me. She took me to the pharmacy to buy medicine and bandaged my wound. I kept the unused gauze."
He picked up the pearl earring and said, "Sister, do you still remember this earring? You wore it on your sixteenth birthday. You loved it back then and wore it often. But then one of your ears went missing and you couldn't find it no matter how hard you looked. I guess I found it and didn't give it back to you, did I?"
Putting down the earrings, Zhou Ci picked up the love letter again: "Actually, I wrote a love letter to my sister before, wanting to express my feelings to her. But before I could send the letter, I heard my sister explaining to Shen Zhiyan that she only treated me as a younger brother and would never like me. At that time, I was scared, afraid that my sister would know my feelings and drive me away, so I tore up the letter. After tearing it up, I couldn't bear to part with it, so I glued the pieces together and hid them. For me at that time, hiding my love for a lifetime and being my sister's younger brother didn't matter. As long as I could always be by her side..."
Song Yu pointed at the sketchbook and asked, "What about this sketchbook? What's going on?"
Zhou Ci carefully picked up the sketchbook and flipped through it page by page, reading intently and seriously. "I drew this sketchbook myself. After my sister went abroad, every night when I missed her so much, I would draw a picture of her naked body. I remember every expression and posture she made when we first met, the crying and laughing, the indulgence in it. They are all related to me and are because of me. I can't capture those with a camera, but I can draw them with a pen."
Zhou Ci said this with such deep affection and explicitness that Song Yu didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
Zhou Ci picked up the photo frame and touched it again and again, unable to let go. "This is the first photo of my sister and I. She took many photos with me later, but this one is my favorite. It was the first time I openly put my arm around her waist."
Zhou Ci glanced over the last diagnosis without mentioning it. He reached out and pulled Song Yu into his arms, hugging her and nuzzling her neck affectionately.
Song Yu didn't let him fool him. He pointed at the diagnosis report and asked, "What is this?"
"This?" Zhou Ci followed her gaze and said casually, "This happened after my sister went abroad. I was not in a good state for a while, but I am fine now."
Song Yu's tears kept falling: "I'm sorry, I wasn't mature enough to handle the problem at that time. I didn't know I would hurt you so much."
Zhou Ci devoutly licked away her tears one by one: "It's all in the past. I don't blame you, sister. Besides, I'm very satisfied with the current situation."
Song Yu lay on Zhou Ci's chest, looking up at him with tearful eyes: "Do you feel happy now?"
Zhou Ci patted her back to comfort her: "I'm very happy. This is the life I've always dreamed of, to be able to be together with my sister forever as husband and wife." Song Yu gave three things to young Zhou Ci. Those were their first three meetings and the beginning of their fate.
Those things that Zhou Ci had carefully treasured for nearly twenty years had long been forgotten by Song Yu in the long river of time.
Many years later, Song Yu finally realized what those little acts of kindness she had shown at that time meant to Zhou Ci.
That was his courage to live.
Song Yu nodded while crying: "Well, I will love you well for the rest of my life."
"It doesn't matter if you take a while to fall in love with me, it's enough that I love you, as long as you don't reject me."
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Song Yu didn't know what Zhou Ci meant at the time.
When she once again found the hidden recorder that Zhou Ci had secretly put in her bag, the emotions that had been pent up for many days burst out.
She took the recorder out of her bag, threw it at Zhou Ci, and yelled, "Zhou Ci, what on earth do you want to do? You're either using surveillance or using the recorder to spy on me. You make me feel like I'm living in a cage for people to watch, with no privacy at all."
The air suddenly froze, and sunlight shone in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, as if to expose Zhou Ci's thoughts hidden in the darkness.
Zhou Ci stood there motionless, letting Song Yu lose his temper. He just stared at the silver recorder that rolled off his body and onto the floor. His voice was horribly hoarse: "It's not surveillance."
"If it's not surveillance, then what is it?" Song Yu felt like he was going crazy after living under surveillance every day. "Last time, it was because I had dinner with the CEO of a partner and came home two hours late. My phone happened to be on silent mode, so I didn't hear your call. This time, it was just because I complimented the new male intern, saying his tie was a nice color."
Zhou Ci's slender fingers tugged at his tie impatiently, his eyes filled with unknown emotions. "Mr. Li from Huan Ya is mature and steady, and that intern is young enough. I'm just worried that my sister will fall in love with someone else and leave me behind."
Song Yu was so angry that he was speechless: "In your eyes, I'm still a sea king? You fall in love with every girl you meet, right?"
"No, it's because my sister is too outstanding and too beautiful. I just don't have confidence in myself and I can't believe that my sister will always like me."
He held up Song Yu's face and kissed her eyelids tremblingly, tears falling on her face. "I'm afraid that my sister will be seduced away by another man at a time that I can't control. Every time my sister is on a business trip, or I'm on a business trip, I can't sleep well. I have nightmares all night long, and in my dreams, my sister abandons me and leaves with another man. Every time my sister doesn't reply to me in time, I start to have wild thoughts, wondering what my sister is doing, why she doesn't reply to my messages, and whether she is being seduced by a man..."
Zhou Ci's tears burned Song Yu's heart. She wiped away Zhou Ci's tears with her fingers and softened her tone: "Then you can't spy on me. Sometimes I'm talking to a partner company and you suddenly come over. Everyone is busy entertaining you, which will increase my work troubles. Do you know?"
"Besides..." Song Yu continued, "I'm not a sea king. I won't fall in love with everyone I meet. Why do you think that I like an intern just because I complimented his tie?"
Zhou Ci didn't say anything, just listened quietly and held Song Yu tightly in his arms.
Song Yu hugged his waist, buried his head in his chest, and discussed with him: "Don't do this again in the future, okay?"
"Sister, do you still remember what you promised me before?" Zhou Ci suddenly said.
"What happened?" Song Yu had already forgotten.
"That day my sister promised me that she would do whatever I wanted, but at that time I didn't have anything I wanted her to do, so I said we'd talk about it later."
Song Yu finally remembered: "Yeah, I remember, so you want to..."
"How about this? I'll let you put a recorder in your bag and install software on your phone so you can keep track of your movements."
"Does it have to be like this?" Song Yu was embarrassed.
"Sister, you do whatever I want. Are you going to go back on your word?"
"No!" Song Yu frowned and thought for a long time before nodding, "Okay then!"
Zhou Ci was happy. He kissed Song Yu on the cheek and said, "Don't worry, sister. I won't do anything wrong. I just want to know what you do when you are not with me. I won't use it to do anything bad."
"I know. I will agree to you. I just hope that over time, I can make you feel more secure."
"Thank you, sister." Zhou Ci kissed Song Yu's lips, "I think I have a little faith that sister really loves me..."
The unfinished words disappeared in the intertwined breaths of the two people.
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Song Yu and Zhou Ci's wedding was unprecedentedly grand.
That day, all the famous wealthy families in the Hua Dynasty came.
Many people say that the last time there was such a grand wedding was when Mr. Xu had been pursuing his wife for many years, and finally his hard work paid off, and he succeeded in getting to the position of father because of his daughter.
The idea of "Resurrection of Lost Atlantis" is so interesting. All the guests attending the wedding turned into explorers and participated in the treasure hunt game to unlock the mysterious kingdom.
The Gothic luminous marine creatures are magnificent, blending with the luxurious Rococo decorations, which is in line with the ultimate dark romantic aesthetics of Zhou Ci's style.
When all the explorers helped Zhou Ci overcome all difficulties, they rode a killer whale to the abyss and kissed Song Yu who was sleeping on the jellyfish to wake him up.
Song Yu, wearing a black wedding dress, slowly opened her eyes and slowly sat up on the jellyfish.
The black veil fluttered behind her, as thick as seaweed blooming on the seabed.
She slowly reached out and took off the mask on Zhou Ci's face.
The moment the two looked at each other affectionately, the audience erupted in warm applause.
Amidst applause, Zhou Ci carried Princess Song Yu down from the jellyfish and onto the shell lift.
The shell elevator rose from the trench, rising higher and higher. Surrounded by virtual fish, the two exchanged wedding rings on the shell elevator.
Zhou Ci hugged Song Yu and kissed her deeply. His voice spread throughout the scene, domineering and pious: "Song Yu, from now on, I will fulfill your wish."
Song Yu looked at him. Twenty years had passed through her fingers. The little boy who had curled up and cried on the steps of the fountain that year was now holding the weight of the world on her fingertips.
Her response was unhesitating: "I will always love you."
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