Chapter 9 Is it better to take it off or not?
One of life's three great illusions is thinking someone likes you. Tang Ke felt sorry for having played him out in his mind for a few seconds, but more than that, he was surprised by his unabashed ease at home. He was like a completely different person, his demeanor softened, his state relaxed, sweeping away the class atmosphere and becoming himself again.
Fu Yu found the eye drops in the drawer, squatted next to the small cabinet, and put two drops in each eye.
"Is there a socket? I want to charge my phone. Only 10% of the battery is left." Tang Ke said.
"Give it to me." Fu Yu filled her bottle and asked, "Would you like some water? We also have drinks."
“82 Lafite.”
"We don't have any Lafite, but we have expired milk that we brew ourselves."
"Just water, thank you."
Tang Ke didn't like the feel of damp socks and asked if he could use the bathroom. Fu Yu, who was washing glasses in the kitchen, agreed.
She took off her socks and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. If she put the dirty socks in her bag, it would be unhygienic. If she put them in her pocket, it would be unsightly. If she threw them away, she would not know what to wear when she got home. After a long time of thinking, she decided that wearing them on her feet would be the most suitable. She returned home in dismay.
"Want to play games?" When she came out of the bathroom, Fu Yu had already prepared water and snacks, and was sitting lazily on the sofa waiting for her. His harmless appearance made him look younger, and he could easily sneak back into the university and confuse people.
Tang Ke spread his hands and said, "My phone is charging. I'll call you later."
"Use mine."
Tang Ke raised an eyebrow: "Then...fight the King?"
"Can."
Fu Yu hadn't played mobile games in a while. The software was still there, but downloading updates took a while. When asked what rank he was, he honestly replied "Legend." Luck played a part, but he hadn't encountered any problems playing ranked. The opponents he was matched with were all those who prioritized friendship over competition, and they gave up their towers just as effortlessly as our little Kong Rong gave up a big pear.
Tang Ke advised him not to use the microphone when playing games unless necessary, as it would easily lead to people cursing about his ancestors.
Fu Yu nodded, "Fame brings trouble."
The sound of rain was blocked out the window, while the wind whistled against the balcony glass, but no one paid any attention. Tang Ke got easily irritated when he started playing games, shaking his legs and stamping his feet, wishing he could just run into the canyon and clear the minion line. Not to mention there was someone nearby who was fanning the flames.
Hero Angela: "Shame on you guys who are lagging behind!"
Fu Yu immediately followed up, reciting without emotion: "Oh, my butt is on fire."
Hero Sun Shangxiang: "Come and fire some bullets? I'll satisfy you!"
Fu Yu: "The young lady has arrived, everyone get out of the way."
Tang Ke couldn't stand it any longer and kicked his calf, "Don't bother me!"
"Wrong." Fu Yu shut up obediently.
His rank dropped a lot because he hadn't logged into his game account for a long time. He thought there was no room for further decline, but Tang Ke opened his eyes.
Don't blame Tang Ke. Tang Ke herself doesn't know what's wrong. She used to be pretty good, really. She was fighting for Star Glory and becoming the strongest. Really. It must be that she's not using her phone well, there's something wrong with the matching mechanism, his account is toxic, it's been too long since I played, the living room lights are too bright, the air conditioner is too low, and he's too noisy...
"Why are your socks wet?" Fu Yu asked abruptly.
Tang Ke's ears proved his absence, and his mind wasn't focused on that at all. "Huh?"
Fu Yu gently touched the edge of her slippers with the edge of his slippers, and the two ugly things had a century-long sexual encounter.
"Your socks look wet," he repeated.
When she kicked him just now, his calf felt cold.
Tang Ke almost forgot about this. "Isn't that nonsense? If your shoes are wet, your socks must be wet too! It's okay, it's not very wet, it will dry up soon. Hey, go, go, get out of the way, why aren't you getting out of the way!"
"It's easy to catch a cold." Fu Yu stared at her feet.
"Never mind. I'm already burning up. I'm definitely going to get a fever before I catch a cold!"
"It's better to take it off."
"Brother, can't you see that both my hands are busy? Don't die, don't die, don't die!"
Her calves were long, her legs graceful and flowing, a perfect proportion. At first, he'd thought she was 5'7", but after looking at her profile, he realized she was a little over 5'6". She crossed her legs nervously, one on top of the other, then lowered them again, her side legs showing subtle muscle definition as she shifted back and forth on her heels. He circled his ring finger and thumb, estimating their thickness. Her legs had probably never been injured, even slightly, because there was no visible scar. Her skin was darker than his, and more toned.
If such a healthy person catches a cold, it should be reported to the heaven.
It is very strange to use part of your own body to measure and describe another person's body. People who usually do this subconsciously are either perverts or secret admirers.
Fu Yu felt a mysterious force pushing him to squat down.
"I'll help you," he said.
He hooked his fingers into the space between her Achilles tendon and outer ankle and took off her half-wet white socks, one in each hand, like two freshly picked cotton balls.
Tang Ke was shocked and shouted, "What are you doing!"
The screen went gray, and the hero she was controlling fell to the ground, just like Little Kong Rong letting Big Pear kill him with ease.
"Brother, don't you think it's dirty?!" She reached out and took away her socks, as if they were her last fig leaf.
Fu Yu came to his senses, opened his mouth helplessly, but couldn't fart.
Tang Ke's cheeks flushed. She hadn't expected him to kneel down and help her take off her socks. Wasn't that a treat only found in foot massage parlors? What was going on? He was also struggling financially, so he had his sights set on her? No, no, no.
"I had nowhere to put it, so I didn't take it off," she explained. "I'm not stupid. If I was really uncomfortable with the wetness, I would have taken it off a long time ago."
Fu Yu pointed at the sofa and said, "Just put it here."
"Dirty socks are not allowed on the sofa in my house."
"Then put it on the carpet." Fu Yu simply sat down cross-legged and looked up at her. "I have the final say in my family."
Tang Ke hesitated, slid down from the sofa, and sat on the soft carpet in his same position, muttering, "It's great to have my own house."
The carpet was specially customized for Fu Yu. The square shape just covers the center of the living room. It is very comfortable to sit on it and watch games on the big screen, especially for players like him who have sofas but like to sit on the floor.
It just so happened that Tang Ke liked it too.
After charging her phone sufficiently, she logged into her account to play. Fu Yu accepted his colleagues' invitation to play a four-player ranked game. They tacitly avoided mentioning the embarrassing situation. Tang Ke didn't want him to think that his good intentions had led to bad consequences, so even though he felt a little shy when he touched her foot, he remained nonchalant.
After several games with the "Victory" system sound, Tang Ke gradually regained her touch, and also regained her face. Who says women are inferior to men? Isn't the "Legendary King" so awesome? It's there to assist her.
She glanced up at the time. It was nearly half past eleven. She and Fu Yu had been playing games for nearly two hours, yet she didn't feel sleepy at all. Where did the adrenaline come from? It was either the canyon or the foot massage parlor. Whatever, it was fun.
Tang Ke stretched vigorously, stretching her neck, and checked the community chat to check on the situation. An hour ago, someone in the chat had said the circuit had been repaired. The electrician was very efficient, and it was fixed in no time. Oh, so this was the message that popped up an hour ago. She had thought it was someone's cat, dog, or child missing again, but she was completely distracted and ignored it.
Fu Yu walked her home. The traffic was even lighter in the middle of the night, creating the illusion that the entire city was occupied by these two time-obsessed internet addicts. The rain, seemingly bored, continued to fall in a passive manner. Tang Ke suggested that he should visit her home sometime in the future. It was just a polite exchange of favors, and Fu Yu understood and agreed to do so next time.
The quarrels lasted no more than half a day, not half a month, not half a year, not even half a day. At the moment of separation, the quarrels subsided, replaced by an undeniable silence and emptiness. One drove home in silence, and the other changed clothes and washed up in silence.
Children consider the time they spend playing outside between school and when their mothers call them home for dinner to be the most memorable part of their day, and they're reluctant to leave the slide or their playmates. But they're no longer children, and the slide no longer fascinates them. When they lie in bed, the slide isn't the one they want to say goodnight to.
Fu Yu turned off the lights in the living room and the bedroom, leaving only a faint light from the screen of his mobile phone lying on the bedside table. He picked it up, but not knowing what to do with it, he put it back.
The hot summer rain, like the unforgiving sunshine, comes with great force, making people restless and uneasy.
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This weekend, Tang Ke didn't go out except for eating. She slept till she was full. After waking up, she did the daily tasks of several games she often played, said a look to her paper-man husband and logged off. Then she watched variety shows while eating. After eating, she checked the comics and novel software to see if the teachers had updated. After reading, she cut off the little red potato to experience the various aspects of life. She saw a funny post @研究死. She felt a little guilty after having fun all day, so she opened the chat box with her young boss to see if there were any tasks that had been assigned but had not been completed. It seemed that the deadline was still far away, so she played for a while longer.
Her mother always sharply criticized her lifestyle as decadent and said she should go out more to socialize and see the world. Tang Ke couldn't figure out what it was about the rice bugs that offended her mother. They didn't kill or set fire to anything, they just loved to burrow into rice.
If you really want her to be a social butterfly, it would be very amateurish to find inspiration for her name from Don Quixote. There is not a trace of chivalry in her. It would be more appropriate to find inspiration from the socialite Margaret - Hello everyone, I am Tang Mary from Taipei.
Besides, Tang Ke has a good relationship with people. She can get along well with all her neighbors, regardless of gender, age or status. She just enjoys her current single life, which she cannot take with her when she is born or when she dies.
She had expected Dong Ci to call. He first asked about her work, then got down to business and asked about the progress of her blind date.
"Very good, very good, oh, very good." Tang Ke acted like a spoiled child in front of his mother as naturally as breathing.
"What do you mean by 'good'? Are you willing to get married? Didn't I tell you that you are going there with the intention of getting married?" Dong Ci was not worried about anything else but her daughter's careless and incompetent attitude towards life. She always acted like a child and was not mature at all.
Tang Ke was a little annoyed after hearing this so many times. It seemed as if the topic between her and her mother could only be another insignificant man. But she knew that quarreling was useless, and she didn't want to cry. Crying would be very tiring. She would rather use her time to watch some stupid short videos instead of thinking.
"Get married, get married right away." Tang Ke said firmly, his phone playing loudly while he slowly clipped his toenails. "Have kids right after we get married. Two in three years, three in five years. I just don't know if they're willing to have kids with me. We haven't even held hands yet, ugh, we haven't kissed, hahahaha, holding hands."
She was amused by her own slip of the tongue and couldn't help imagining two people with hooks on their lips kissing, which was ridiculous.
"Don't think about this now, it will come naturally when the time comes." Dong Ci said.
What kind of natural method is this? Just getting a marriage certificate means humans can conceive naturally? That's ridiculous. Tang Ke couldn't laugh anymore.
Dong Ci: "Your father and I have discussed it with his parents. You have been together for more than a month, but the two families have not yet officially met. Next week, your sister and brother-in-law will be free. They also have a younger brother who is in college and is back. While both families are together, let's have a meal together."
Tang Ke laughed in anger, "Why don't you just hold the wedding directly? It won't make much difference whether there is a bride and groom or not."
"What are you talking about? After all, getting married is a big deal. If you don't eat some food now, you will have to eat it in the future. Isn't this for your own good? What if you marry into his family and his parents treat you badly? We must meet their family."
"Okay." Tang Ke gave up resisting.
What her mother said was not completely unreasonable. Since she had the idea of getting along with Fu Yu, there were some things she would have to face sooner or later.
However, Tang Ke was not as carefree as she was in the past, waving her sleeves without taking away a cloud after her logic was self-consistent. Her heart seemed to be hanging with a stone. She was not annoyed by her mother's endless rush to make progress, nor was she opposed to meeting Fu Yu's parents. Instead, she had a kind of psychological dilemma that was similar to wanting to have both fish and bear's paw even though she knew she couldn't have both.
Fu Yu was already a good friend of hers. Leaving aside the esoteric world of the past, their personalities and interests were a perfect match. They saw each other every day on weekdays, occasionally had dinner together, and had even played games together a couple of days ago. She felt very comfortable with him, a state of mind that was exactly what Tang Ke hoped to maintain in her marriage. It had been her ideal outcome from the blind date she'd initially chosen, so it seemed she had luckily found someone she could accept marrying.
Not bad is her basic requirement for marriage.
But for a friendship, "not bad" is a pathetic criterion. They could have gotten closer, built on time and happiness. Or, to put it more bluntly, Tang Ke believed that one day they would be able to maintain a relationship where they could talk about shit and fart without batting an eyelid. Even if there were dissatisfaction or disagreements, they could still retreat to the boundaries of friendship. She had always been tolerant of her friends.
So, should they stop here and not move towards a "makeshift marriage"? Tang Ke couldn't do that. She was too greedy. After experiencing such a comfortable blind date relationship, she could no longer tolerate a casual relationship.
What can be said about this? Only that she lost a promising friendship in order to get a husband she liked.
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