-46- Make your words clear
Zhao Jinghuan couldn't recall many of the details of that day. She knew she stood up and kissed Lu Kai after he'd said he was willing to be a clown ten thousand times. But she couldn't quite place the length of time between that kiss and those words. Zhao Jinghuan might have kissed him immediately after he'd said that, or perhaps she couldn't help herself after looking up and gazing into Lu Kai's beautiful eyes. Or perhaps she applied an ice pack to Lu Kai's injured leg, waiting until the popsicle wrapped in a towel had lowered both of their body temperatures by half a degree before she stood up and gave them a little warmth, a little heat. She only vaguely remembered that at that moment, the bright overhead lights dimmed because of their kiss, as if a play was nearing its end, with fading light outlining the single focal point in the center of the stage. Yes, many memories before and after that kiss were blurred by the kiss itself. But Zhao Jinghuan clearly remembered the feeling of that kiss—warm, soft, and slightly slippery, like a pudding at the perfect temperature, which made a "chirp, chirp" sound when touched, brightening one's mood. Zhao Jinghuan told Ji Anya that it was a brief, light kiss, but Zhao Jinghuan didn't say that the aftertaste of that kiss lingered so long. In the two months that followed, the warm winter sun, the puppies running in the park, the hot soy milk at the breakfast stall, and even the cute videos that popped up on her phone all reminded her of that kiss, becoming part of that brief kiss. Ji Anya asked, "Did you two stick out your tongues?" Zhao Jinghuan almost jumped up: "You, you, you, what nonsense are you talking about! Ji Anya, please pay attention to the impact! How is it possible? We didn't kiss each other's tongues. We only kissed for one second! No, half a second, we only kissed for half a second." Ji Anya sighed, obviously feeling helpless about Zhao Jinghuan's jumping up and down: "You two little kids, how old are you? You haven't even graduated from kindergarten. I treated you as adults for a while, and you were scared." She frowned and asked, "Wait a minute, you have been with me every day for these two months, so... no, after you kissed him, you two haven't seen each other for these two months?" Zhao Jinghuan nodded with a red face: "How could we meet? We can't meet." Ji Anya felt it was unreasonable: "Zhao Jinghuan, you kissed him on the mouth, not burned down his house. Can you not be so outrageous? Why can't we meet?" "Oh, it's... it's..." Zhao Jinghuan threw down a sentence "You don't understand" and covered herself with the quilt, "Anyway...
In fact, Zhao Jinghuan could no longer remember many details of that day.
She knew that she had kissed Lu Kai after he'd said he was willing to be a clown ten thousand times. But she couldn't quite place the exact length of time between the kiss and those words. Zhao Jinghuan might have kissed him immediately after Lu Kai's words, or perhaps she'd been swept away by his beautiful eyes.
Or maybe, she used an "ice pack" to apply to Lu Kai's injured leg. After the popsicle wrapped in the towel lowered the body temperature of both of them by half a degree, she stood up and gave each other a little warmth and heat.
She only vaguely remembered that at that moment, the bright ceiling lights dimmed because of the two people's kiss, as if it was the end of a play, with the fading light outlining the only focus in the center of the stage.
Yes, many of the memories before and after that kiss are blurred by the kiss itself.
But Zhao Jinghuan clearly remembered the feeling of that kiss - warm, soft, and a little slippery, like a pudding at the right temperature, which seemed to make a "cuckoo" sound when touched, making people feel better.
Zhao Jinghuan told Ji Anya that it was a short, light kiss, but Zhao Jinghuan didn't say that the aftertaste of the kiss was so lingering. In the two months that followed, the warm winter sunshine, the puppies running in the park, the hot soy milk at the breakfast stall, and even the cute videos that popped up on her phone all reminded her of that kiss and became part of that short kiss.
And Ji Anya asked: "Did you two stick out your tongues?"
Zhao Jinghuan almost jumped up. "You, you, you, what nonsense are you talking about! Ji Anya, please pay attention to the impact! How is this possible? We didn't kiss tongues, we only kissed for one second! No, half a second, we only kissed for half a second."
Ji Anya sighed, clearly feeling helpless about Zhao Jinghuan's twitching. "You two little kids, how old are you? You haven't even graduated from kindergarten yet. I treat you like adults for a moment, and it scares you." She frowned and asked, "Wait a minute, you've been with me every day for the past two months, so... no, after you kissed him, you two haven't seen each other in the past two months?"
Zhao Jinghuan blushed and nodded: "How can we meet? There is no way we can meet."
Ji Anya felt it was unreasonable: "Zhao Jinghuan, you kissed him on the mouth, not burned down his house. Can you please not be so outrageous? Why can't we meet?"
"Oh, it's just... it's just..." Zhao Jinghuan threw down a "You don't understand" and covered herself with the quilt. "Anyway, I'm sick, so I can't go tomorrow! Tomorrow... you go to dinner in my place tomorrow, that's it!"
"Don't you think you're overreacting?" Ji Anya stood by Zhao Jinghuan's bed for a while. She looked at Zhao Jinghuan, who had rolled herself up like a big white bun, and suddenly thought, "Wait, you're not still thinking about Lu Kai and Sister Zou, are you?"
Zhao Dabai shook the bun, but didn't say anything.
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In fact, even if Ji Anya really went to the party in Waikiki by herself, it wouldn't be that embarrassing. The people in Waikiki really treated Ji Anya as half of their own. After all, Ji Anya had swung a big spoon for Waikiki. In addition, Lu Kai and the others also loved her and loved her too.
Of course, the more she thought about this, the more Ji Anya felt that she had a responsibility to bring Zhao Jinghuan with her to talk things out and heat up their relationship.
She spent the entire night thinking about how to make Zhao Jinghuan "surrender," from coercion and inducement to drugging and kidnapping. When she woke up the next day with a clearer mind, she realized that there was actually no need to go through so much trouble:
Ji Anya called Lu Kai and said, "Jing Huan asked you to pick her up tonight. Yes, at 5:30, downstairs of Hu Mingyuan's company."
So, that evening, Zhao Jinghuan was about to call Ji Anya after work to tell her not to reveal her pretense of illness when she saw Lu Kai's old Jetta pull up to Mr. Hu's apartment. Zhao Jinghuan was startled. Hu Mingyuan had been acting like a mad dog lately. If he saw Lu Kai, the "chief culprit of the enemy camp," he might do something in a fit of rage. She didn't bother pretending to be sick and quickly got into Lu Kai's car, letting him drive.
"Go, go, go, go faster, don't stop here."
"Oh? Did the traffic police give you a fine?"
"No, no, oh, don't ask, just go away."
Lu Kai stepped on the accelerator and the Jetta drove forward two intersections. Zhao Jinghuan's heart, which had been in her throat, finally let go. After asking Lu Kai why he came to pick her up, the two fell into awkward silence again.
There is no doubt that Zhao Jinghuan really liked that kiss. If time could be reversed and they could go back to that night, Zhao Jinghuan would probably still be unable to control herself and kiss Lu Kai again.
However, she was still confused about Sister Zou and Lu Kai's relationship. On the day of Lan Xing Tie Zui's livestream, Lu Kai brought up the graduation ceremony and, incidentally, confessed his feelings to Zhao Jinghuan. Zhao Jinghuan was actually embarrassed and nervous at the time, but Sister Zou was incredibly generous, even taking several people from Waikiki with her to give Zhao Jinghuan and Lu Kai some time alone. If Zhao Jinghuan were to tell it, Sister Zou must have completely let go of her past relationship with Lu Kai and was ready to start over.
But Zhao Jinghuan was still afraid that she had misunderstood. After all, Sister Zou had not taken the initiative to explain it to her until today. If Sister Zou did not take the initiative to say it, it would be difficult for Zhao Jinghuan to ask. After all, no matter how she organized her words, it would sound like coercion, just like asking your good friend: "Do you want to eat this apple?" Even if the other person still wants to eat it, they will give up the apple just because you asked.
Zhao Jinghuan was lost in thought, but Lu Kai, who was driving, couldn't stand the silence in the car and took the initiative to speak:
"I'm sorry. That day at my house...I shouldn't have kissed you that day."
Zhao Jinghuan was stunned for a moment. She clearly remembered that she was the one who took the initiative that night.
Lu Kai continued, "Maybe it was because I fell and got hurt, so I felt a little fragile... so I felt a little clingy. I know it's rude to kiss you without your consent..."
"Ah, manners?"
"Oh, I also... I don't know what words to use. Anyway, please don't be angry with me. I'm really not like this usually. I always ask in advance..."
Zhao Jinghuan was stunned. "You'll ask in advance? How many people have you kissed?"
"Ah." Lu Kai quickly shook his head. "No, no, I was talking about hypotheses! I'm not saying I actually asked!"
Zhao Jinghuan frowned at him. Lu Kai's panic didn't seem like he was playing dumb or taking the blame. He seemed to genuinely believe he'd been the one to initiate the kiss. Zhao Jinghuan suddenly realized that this seemed to indicate they were both overwhelmed with emotion. Thinking of Lu Kai's own desire to kiss her that night, Zhao Jinghuan's face heated up again. She stole a glance at Lu Kai, as if trying to read his expression to see if he'd enjoyed that brief kiss as much as she had, but she wasn't quite successful.
She suddenly felt confused again, unsure whether her responsibility would be reduced by 50 percent or even aggravated if both of them had taken the initiative. Unaware of Zhao Jinghuan's subtle thoughts, Lu Kai continued to ramble on, expressing his apologies, even blurting out something so outrageous as, "Don't worry, I'll never do this again."
Zhao Jinghuan was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look out the window angrily. After a while, he decided that he couldn't be the only one sulking, so he turned around and fought back: "Yes, yes, you shouldn't have been so impulsive that night."
Lu Kai's expression darkened noticeably, and he pursed his lips, looking deeply hurt. Zhao Jinghuan saw this and felt a pang of distress, then suddenly woke up.
That's not right. It was you who started talking nonsense first, so how come you became the victim?
She stared at Lu Kai who was driving for a while, and realized that she couldn't go on like this. Since it was not convenient to ask Sister Zou, she should let Lu Kai explain it clearly.
So Zhao Jinghuan took a deep breath, turned her head and looked out the window, pretending not to care, but then asked: "So... Sister Zou..."
"Huh?" Lu Kai seemed a little surprised. "You know that too?"
Zhao Jinghuan felt mixed emotions and just nodded silently.
Lu Kai smiled helplessly: "That's right, Sister Zou has said it countless times."
He said, "Yes, today is Sister Zou's last day in Waikiki."
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