He was the most handsome professor in the school, secretly admired by all the girls, yet he doted on only her.
"Come on, Xiaoyu, eat some food." Cai Wenchuan didn't seem hungry at all. After serving Ye Wenyu rice, he busied himself with serving chopsticks, picking out the lean parts of the braised pork and the large drumsticks of the poached chicken, because she had once told him when they were little, "Brother Wen, I love chicken drumsticks the most." He picked out the belly meat of the fish, because it had fewer bones and was her favorite part. Not only did he pick out the fish meat, but he also carefully used chopsticks to remove the bones from the fish meat before putting it in her bowl. Soon, Ye Wenyu's bowl was piled high with food, like a small mountain.
Wen Yu stared blankly at Cai Wenchuan, who was taking such good care of her, and softly asked, "Brother Wen, why are you so good to me?" Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, as if afraid that if she were having a beautiful dream, her voice would be too loud and shatter it. It was he who, with his warmth, pulled her out of the cold abyss and brought her back to the world of humanity.
Cai Wenchuan laughed and said gently to her, "I'm used to it."
Hearing this, Wen Yu felt a warm current flow through her heart, thinking about the little things they did when they were young. Because he was older than her, he had taken care of her since she was a child and for many years, so she was used to it.
A simple "I'm used to it," spoken in a plain tone, reveals a deep affection that has remained steadfast for ten years.
"You eat too." Ye Wenyu also used her chopsticks to put a piece of food on Cai Wenchuan's plate. Cai Wenchuan saw that she knew how to take care of him, how to be grateful and reciprocate, and he couldn't help but smile with relief. His little Wenyu had grown up!
After the two finished eating, at Ye Wenyu's insistence, she washed the dishes and cleaned the kitchen again. It was already 11 p.m.
The night was deep, and autumn dew clumps formed outside the window.
Cai Wenchuan raised his wrist to check the time. He seemed a little uneasy. He looked at the doorway, then at the time again, his handsome face flushing slightly.
Ye Wenyu also realized this. She thought of her reunion with Jiang Zhiming today and knew that if she went back to the dormitory, she would definitely have nightmares. Being haunted by nightmares and waking up in the middle of the night to find herself alone in the dormitory, with no home or family, she would definitely not be able to bear it and would probably cry until dawn.
This feeling is terrifying! It's like being abandoned in a desert.
So she looked up at Cai Wenchuan and asked him softly, "Brother Wen, can I stay here with you?"
Her voice was soft, as thin as a spider's thread, and the blush on her face rose like a surging tide, getting redder and redder until her face was almost dripping blood.
Cai Wenchuan felt a buzzing in his head, and all the blood rushed to his face. He had been struggling with this issue. He really wanted Xiao Wenyu to stay. There was a guest room available, but it would be too embarrassing for a man and a woman alone in a university if people found out!
Looking at the shy and eager Xiao Wenyu, her fair neck was like moonlight, and the full rise and fall of her chest made his eyes burn. Cai Wenchuan felt that he had reached the limit of his rationality!
At this moment, all around was silent. The entire campus, on holiday, felt like a deserted island. His desires and emotions kept telling him, "No one will know, no one will know how much you like her, and how much she wants to stay."
Seeing Cai Wenchuan standing there silently, his face flushed, his eyes burning, staring intently in one direction as if two conflicting thoughts were raging within him, Ye Wenyu assumed he disagreed and felt a surge of panic. She softly said, "I'm not feeling well today, I'm scared—"
Her face turned even redder, even her earlobes turned red, and her voice became even lower and trembled slightly.
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