Chapter 18 Do you want to go on a date with me? ...
Gou Qing recalled that the last time she held hands with someone was probably when she was in kindergarten, holding hands with Yu Zhi to and from school.
For him, holding hands is a very distant thing.
So far that he forgot whether, after reaching out, he should grasp it directly with his palm or spread his fingers slightly.
Finally, the two of them joined together as if shaking hands.
Yan Yuehe had no experience holding hands with anyone. She stared blankly at their hands for a few seconds and honestly shared her feelings: "It's not very comfortable, a bit awkward."
It didn't evoke the same feeling of excitement my mother described.
It didn't even make my heart beat faster than when I felt that barely perceptible touch on the back of my hand.
Gou Qing: ...
He was somewhat frustrated.
"It's my fault. Can we hold hands again tomorrow?" He'll definitely do his homework tonight.
Yan Yuehe took a few steps forward, becoming two steps taller than him, and their eyes met.
She tried it and found it less interesting than she had imagined: "I'd better give up."
Yan Yuehe turned around, a belated sense of embarrassment washing over her; she seemed to have been too decisive in her refusal.
He muttered a phrase Gou Qing had once said: "Get a good night's sleep."
Then I ran forward.
She wasn't running slow; her original plan was to run back to her room as soon as she finished speaking. However, because she was unfamiliar with the area, while she was struggling with the door lock, Gou Qing had already caught up with her.
"Swipe your card first, then insert the key." Gou Qing stood behind him. "The door here has a double lock."
"Oh, thank you." Yan Yuehe had her back to him, but she could still feel him looking at her.
Unable to resist, she opened the door and turned back: "Aren't you going to open the door?"
Gou Qing couldn't open the door in front of her. If he did, she would immediately notice the difference between the two places. He smiled and said, "I'll open it after you go in."
Yan Yuehe had already said goodbye in a roundabout way. She gripped the doorknob, blinked, and said, "Then I'll go in."
The moment Gou Qingchong smiled at her, Yan Yuehe felt her head spinning.
"Bang!"
Before things got out of control, Yan Yuehe closed the door.
Completely blocking out that alluring face outside, unaware of its own allure.
...
Although Yan Yuehe is not a light sleeper, when she arrives in an unfamiliar place, even if she is tired, she still finds it difficult to fall asleep instantly as she does at home.
She tossed and turned, when suddenly her phone under her pillow vibrated.
Just once.
It's not the continuous vibration pattern of Ms. He Yanli.
Her intuition told her it was a message from her in-laws across the street.
Without hesitating for even half a second, Yan Yuehe took out her phone and turned it on in the dark.
You guessed half right.
It was sent by the dog's in-laws.
But it wasn't a text message; it was a voice message.
Yan Yuehe: ? ? ?
Why send a voice message?
She wasn't wearing headphones, so she could only huddle under the covers, cover the phone's earpiece, and play it on speakerphone.
"I heard it will be sunny tomorrow, would you like to watch the sunrise?"
Yan Yuehe pressed her forehead against the bed and screamed silently.
Was he deliberately holding it in? Why does he sound more magnetic than usual?
I don't know if it's just my imagination, but I can almost smell his fragrance.
His voice and his breath covered everything.
Yes, she listened to it several more times.
The kind where you're covered by a blanket.
The concentration of the substance was so high that Yan Yuehe felt somewhat oxygen-deprived.
After a few minutes of calm, Yan Yuehe prepared to reply.
She was too embarrassed to reply to his voice message, so she tapped and clicked on the screen instead.
"It's alright, I'm not particularly interested in sunrises."
Judging from the text alone, you can't tell how nervous Yan Yuehe was hiding behind the screen.
Her next sentence and Gou Qing's second voice message were sent almost simultaneously.
Yan Yuehe: "But I'm more interested in you, so I'd like to go."
She listened to Gou Qing's voice message: "Let me ask you another question. Tomorrow is a beautiful sunny day. Would you like to go on a date with me?"
Yan Yuehe is going crazy! She's really going crazy.
She was briefly dominated by her emotions, and only dared to utter these words from behind the screen, with Ms. He Yanli's straightforward teachings in mind.
Gou Qing, on the other hand, had been thinking about how to take their relationship to the next level ever since the day the truth came out.
The third voice message followed immediately.
It was just laughter.
Yan Yuehe laughed until her mouth was dry. She wanted to get out of bed to drink water, and also wanted to hug the blanket and roll around on the bed.
Yan Yuehe didn't reply. She put her phone back under her pillow, covered herself with the blanket, and finally drifted off to sleep.
The overnight check-in was an unexpected turn of events.
Yan Yuehe didn't bring any extra clothes. The base had disposable toiletries and personal items available for purchase, but clothes weren't sold there.
Summer clothes must be changed every day. Even if it rained yesterday and the temperature wasn't too high, it's still hard to stop sweating. If you don't change and force yourself to wear them, you'll end up like a yogurt-flavored sandwich.
So when she got up today, she wore her dog in-laws' clothes.
The short-sleeved shirt that fit him perfectly looked like a magnifying filter on her. It was loose enough, but the length exaggeratedly extended ten centimeters above her knees after crossing her waistline.
It's about the same length as some of her shorter dresses.
Needless to say, the pants too.
Gou Qing also mostly wears long pants in the summer, but fortunately there are sporty styles with drawstring waists.
But you have to roll up several layers at the bottom just to barely avoid dragging on the floor.
"Cut it off," Gou Qing said without hesitation.
Yan Yuehe quickly waved her hand: "No need, it's just for one day. If you cut it off, you won't be able to wear it anymore."
Gou Qing suddenly lowered her eyes: "Even if I don't cut it, I will never wear it again." Instead, she hung it high and placed it in the closet.
"Oh, then I'll take it." Yan Yuehe could understand his germaphobia, but she felt a strange pang of sadness. "Where are the scissors?"
“It’s in your room.” They were still standing at the door of room 3-208. Gou Qing asked, “Is it alright if I come in?”
Yan Yuehe stepped aside: "That's fine."
She didn't bring much with her; apart from the bed and the bathroom, she hadn't touched anything else.
Gou Qing walked to the table with practiced ease, opened one of the drawers, and took out a pair of scissors.
Just as Yan Yuehe was about to take it, the man squatted down in front of her.
She froze on the spot.
"Don't move, be careful the scissors don't cut you." Gou Qing tightened the fabric piled up at her ankle with one hand. After cutting one pant leg, he answered Yan Yuehe's question, "These pants have become my favorite of the year. I'm not selling them to you. You have to return them to me after you're done wearing them."
Yan Yuehe felt no sadness, but shock replaced her feelings: "Give them back to you? You can't wear these pants anymore, can you? Long pants have become capri pants, or even more like six-quarter pants."
It was so incongruous that she couldn't even imagine her dog-like in-laws wearing those pants.
Gou Qing stood up, holding two pieces of fabric that were barely decent: "I can wear these as underpants at home."
I'm just not going to sell it to her.
Yan Yuehe: ...
The weather forecast predicts sunrise time as 05:52.
Because cutting the pants took some time, the two didn't leave until 5:10.
The best place to watch the sunrise here is from the mountaintop opposite. It takes Gou Qing about ten minutes to drive to the foot of the mountain.
This means they have to climb the mountain within thirty minutes to avoid missing the sunrise.
The mountain isn't high, but the road conditions were so-so because of yesterday's rain.
After getting out of the car, Gou Qing noticed the slightly muddy road, frowned slightly, then turned around and relaxed his gaze: "I'm sorry, I forgot about the rain yesterday and didn't consider the road conditions."
"It's not your fault." Yan Yuehe didn't seem to mind; she was wearing sneakers, and the road was only slightly wet. "My dear in-law, have you noticed how much you like apologizing these days?"
Ever since she asked him if he really liked her, he's been constantly saying sorry.
As they set off, Yan Yuehe asked, "Which is the real you, the one now or the one from before?"
One was excessively indifferent, the other excessively polite—they were practically two extremes.
"It's all me. My attitude changes mainly depending on who the other party is."
Initially, Gou Qing's attitude towards Yan Yuehe was cold because of Atlas and Pang Bao's matter.
Now, because he likes her, he is careful in everything he does, afraid that he might do something wrong and cause her to lose points in his mind.
Even a low mountain has a slope, and after Yan Yuehe almost slipped, their hands naturally came together.
It was simply a helping hand, without any romantic undertones.
Both of them were in a hurry and wanted to reach the top of the mountain by 5:50.
There was no communication during the process; they just breathed rhythmically and adjusted their breathing.
When we reached the summit, the clouds on the horizon were still blocking our view.
The aerobic exercise early in the morning made Yan Yuehe feel energetic. She glanced to the side and saw Gou Qing beside her looking into the distance.
She followed his gaze and saw a sliver of light escaping through the clouds.
Throughout the sunrise viewing, the two of them tacitly did not let go of each other's hands.
It was different from the handshake last night, and different from the handshake during the climb.
At some point, their hands, which had been connected, became intertwined.
Sunrise can represent new life or a new beginning.
Gou Qing was nervous.
Although they had spoken openly about their feelings for each other a few days earlier, it wasn't considered a confession at the time.
At most, it's an explanation given after being forced to expose it.
Gou Qing now realizes that feelings only intensify over time, and he will become even more insatiable with her indulgence.
I think I really like you.
"Although I can't find any rational reason, I just like you and I just want to be with you."
"If you don't hate me, could you..."
"Could you try being with me..." Gou Qing paused, then added, "After you're with me, you won't need to steal anymore; Atlas will become your little dog."
The first rays of sunlight weren't scorching, but Yan Yuehe felt like she was about to melt from the heat.
"Gou Qing." It was the first time she had called his name; it was beautiful, yet deadly.
The moment she gave her answer, the sun finally revealed its full form.
Their hands, which had felt like they were glued together all along, separated at this moment.
Author's note: Atlas scores high.
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