Chapter 15 "Since you choose a bed to sleep in, then choose mine first"
Jing Zhuo paused, and a barely perceptible sadness flashed in his eyes.
"Probably... I don't know him."
Song Xi nodded thoughtfully. She said that she had never seen a person like Jing Zhuo in her memory, let alone heard his name.
Apart from feeling that his eyebrows and eyes were somewhat familiar, I had no other impression of him.
My aunt once said that when a person meets his or her soulmate, it is like meeting an old friend whom he or she has not seen for many years. There is a familiar feeling and endless things to talk about.
Perhaps, Jing Zhuo is her true love.
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When we returned to the flat, it was dark.
The two of them had dinner outside, which was a little awkward as there wasn't much to talk about.
After all, we are not very familiar with each other in bed and outside the bed.
"Shall I stay in the guest room?" Song Xi took the initiative to break the silence, eager to find a room to hide in.
"No, you sleep in the master bedroom."
Jing Zhuo pointed to a large south-facing bedroom and led her in.
The interior was decorated in cool colors, with light grey sheets and quilt covers, dark curtains, and a few thick books on the bedside table, with French names that Song Xi couldn't understand.
This was obviously the room where he lived every day.
Song Xi was a little confused. Didn’t they agree to sleep separately?
"You sleep here, and I'll sleep in the guest bedroom." Jing Zhuo said slowly, "Since you choose your own bed, then choose mine first."
"When I get used to sleeping here, I'll move back home. It will be more convenient."
Recognize his bed...
This sounds so ambiguous.
I didn't expect that he would think so far ahead. On the first day of living together, he had already decided to sleep in the same bed.
Song Xi's little heart was beating fast.
There is an indescribable feeling, tense and astringent.
It seems like they are about to have sex.
"Then... okay."
She nodded like an emoticon.
Jing Zhuo patiently explained to her: "You can use anything in the bathroom as you like."
He opened the wardrobe again, revealing a row of men's pajamas.
"I came back in a hurry today and didn't prepare any clothes for you. Here are my pajamas, they've been washed and are very clean. You can pick whatever you want and make do with them tonight, okay?"
Everything he saw was his, and everything was stained with his scent.
Song Xi nodded: "Okay."
Jing Zhuo walked around the head of the bed, closed the curtains for her, and finally stood at the door, looking at her with lowered brows.
"Good night, then."
"Yeah, goodnight."
Jing Zhuo went out and closed the door.
Song Xi walked around the room, then relaxed and started to take off her clothes.
After running for the whole afternoon, I was sweating all over.
She first went to the bathroom to take a shower, using his shampoo and shower gel. After coming out, she searched in his cabinet for a long time, found a pure cotton white T-shirt, and put it on.
The T-shirt was large, loose, and reached her thighs, so she didn't even need pants.
Song Xi was completely wrapped in this white T-shirt. She felt that her whole body, from head to toe, to the tip of her nose, to her breath, was filled with a strange and strong smell that wrapped her up tightly.
Like slowly and heavily waiting for her to get used to it and accept it.
This feeling... is very strange and overbearing.
It was very similar to what he had done that night in bed, turning a deaf ear.
Hug, embrace, press, kiss... I did everything, without missing a single thing.
Song Xi shook his head, trying to get rid of those yellow memories.
Stop the brain!
Don’t think about it anymore!
"Buzz—"
The phone vibrated twice, and the video request ringtone came.
Song Xi returned to bed and saw that it was a video call from Zhang Hening. She clicked to answer the call. The two best friends chatted on the phone as usual.
"Sleeping in separate rooms?"
Zhang Hening expressed disdain on the other end: "Tsk, we've already slept together, why is that guy pretending to be so noble!"
Song Xi explained awkwardly, "Is it possible that I'm the one who wants to sleep in a separate room, and I'm the one who's pretending to be noble."
"Oh, then you're pretending right!"
Zhang Hening's values follow those of her best friend: "My second brother said that most men nowadays are not clean and have abnormal sexual orientations. They often deceive young girls into marriage and become gay wives, or they have invisible diseases. It's terrible!"
"You have to have him do a premarital checkup to see if he has any illness or anything."
"Also, bring someone to me tomorrow. I'll call my parents and brother, and we'll all examine him together. Do you understand?"
Song Xi also realized it later and felt that she had been too hasty in getting the marriage certificate.
In novels, the couple know each other very well before a flash marriage. They have known each other since childhood, or they go to the same school or are old friends whose parents know each other.
What is this about her?
She is too fierce.
"Okay, I'll take him to He's house tomorrow!" Song Xi made up her mind that she wanted to investigate Jing Zhuo.
"No problem."
Zhang Hening scooped at the cake and put it into his mouth.
This successfully attracted Song Xi's attention: "What are you eating so deliciously?"
"It's the green grape cake. My eldest brother brought back two pieces. My mom left one for you, but you didn't come back, so I got double for myself."
Song Xi: “!”
I want to go back to my eldest daughter’s house to eat cake.
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The next day.
Song Xi got up very early. Because she was familiar with her bed, she did not sleep well. She was surrounded by the smell of cedar the whole night, as if she had slept in the sheets with someone all night.
At this rate, she would recognize Jing Zhuo faster than she recognized her bed.
She went to the bathroom to wash up, put on yesterday's clothes, pushed open the bedroom door and went out.
A rich aroma of breakfast wafted into my nose.
"Are you awake? Come and have breakfast."
The man at the dining table was placing food on the table. He was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, with his sleeves rolled up, revealing a part of his forearm. He also had a silver watch and a wedding ring on his right ring finger.
Song Xi recognized that the style was a pair with the everyday wedding ring on her hand.
When he bought his wedding ring, he also bought his own men's version and put it on himself consciously.
What a sensible married man.
She walked to the dining table and sat face to face with Jing Zhuo.
"I will stay in Beijing in the near future." Jing Zhuo suddenly chatted with her while eating.
"oh."
"Do you remember the room code?"
"Remember."
"Do you need me to find someone to help you with your luggage?" he asked.
Song Xi understood that she was asked to move out of her best friend's house and live in this large flat.
She thought for a moment and said, "If it's just about moving luggage, I don't have much luggage, so I don't need your help."
Before Jing Zhuo could say anything, he heard her say:
"But, can you come with me to the Crane Mansion today? As my husband, my best friend, her parents, and brother all want to meet you."
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