Volume 1 Chapter 35 I Can't Bear To Part With You
The alarm rang over and over again several times before the person wrapped in the quilt had some reaction.
A hand stretched out from the bulging "hill" on the bed, fumbled around and found the cell phone, pressed the stop button, and the shrill ringing sound stopped abruptly.
Xu Jingmo stretched out his long legs, kicked the quilt away, and lay on the bed with his arms and legs spread. His eyelids seemed to be pressed by a block of lead, making it difficult for him to open them completely.
Sleepy, very sleepy, extremely sleepy.
I have never been so sleepy in my life.
I forced myself to open my eyes and checked the time. It was 7:10. I reluctantly sat up. My brain froze for a few seconds. Then I fell back onto the bed, turned over, buried my face in the pillow, and recalled with my eyes closed.
It was 2:30 last night when he returned to the room after watching a movie with Du Ruo. He had been daydreaming and unable to sleep, and after that unexpected physical contact, his imagination ran wild even more. He was restless and wanted to go to heaven, and he did not fall into a deep sleep until after 4 o'clock in the morning.
No wonder TV dramas always like to show a lonely man and a single woman in a room on a dark, windy and thundering night, where they become passionately involved.
On this calm and peaceful night, a man and a woman were alone in the same room. If one of them had improper thoughts, something could go wrong at any moment.
Of course, between him and Du Ruo, he was definitely the one with improper thoughts.
After living for 18 years, all his endurance and self-control were probably placed on Du Ruo. She didn't come here to play with him, she came here specifically to cure him.
Just a little bit, he really wanted to kiss her.
Fortunately, he got the disease under control, otherwise, all the orthopedic hospitals in North City would have welcomed him.
well……
With such self-control, even ghosts would say it's bullshit.
Xu Jingmo stayed in bed for another two minutes. The longer he lay there, the more sleepy he felt. He forced himself to get out of bed, half-closed his sleepy eyes, and moved slowly like a zombie. He walked out of the bedroom in a daze and went straight into the bathroom to wash up.
I finished washing up mechanically and planned to go to the kitchen to drink a glass of water to refresh myself.
As I walked into the living room, I saw a figure moving in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. I was suddenly startled and woke up completely.
Du Ruo was dressed in white, and her movements were light and graceful, like flowing clouds and water, as she was practicing Tai Chi leisurely in front of the window.
Her face was rosy and she looked energetic. She looked neither sleepy nor tired. She was truly as beautiful as a fairy at all times.
Xu Jingmo's voice was still a little hoarse, indicating that he was not fully awake yet. "Morning."
Du Ruo responded casually, "Morning."
Xu Jingmo walked into the kitchen, opened a bottle of mineral water and took a few sips. He glanced at the almost empty cup of coffee on the counter and asked, "What time did you get up?"
"Six o'clock."
Xu Jingmo raised his hand in admiration and said, "I'll give you a thumbs up. I'm so sleepy."
Du Ruo slowly finished his action, walked over, raised his fist in front of him as a microphone, and teased: "Well, I see, your alarm has been ringing for 10 minutes. Come, let me interview you, how can you sleep so soundly in a noise of about 80 decibels."
Xu Jingmo smiled and said proudly, "Don't be jealous, it's a natural talent."
"..." How shameless! Du Ruo complained in her heart. She was too lazy to pay attention to him and picked up the coffee to drink it slowly.
Xu Jingmo leaned lazily against the refrigerator door, staring at Du Ruo's every move, with a tenderness in his eyes that he himself was not aware of.
If there was a mirror in front of him at this moment, he would definitely find out why everyone could see that he liked Du Ruo.
If you like someone, even if your mouth doesn't say it, your eyes will betray your soul.
He thought he had hidden it well, but he didn't know that his trump card had been exposed completely long ago. It was only because Du Ruo didn't know that he could be so confident.
The two were very close, and Xu Jingmo could smell the faint citrus scent of the same shower gel on Du Ruo. The scents of the two blended together, which suddenly gave him an indescribable feeling of joy, as if they had woken up from the same bed.
The person he likes lives in his house, sleeps in his bed, uses his bathroom, and drinks the coffee he buys... If you round it off, it can be considered a kind of "living together", right?
Tsk, he couldn't think about it any further. He was afraid that he couldn't suppress the tears, so he changed the subject and asked casually, "Do you practice Tai Chi every day?"
Du Ruo nodded: "Well, if you don't learn Tai Chi for ten years, it will be in vain if you don't persist."
Xu Jingmo understood and didn't ask any more questions.
He knew that the Tai Chi that Du Ruo learned was completely different from the health-preserving Tai Chi practiced by the uncles and aunts in the square.
Du Ruo learned authentic Tai Chi Kung Fu boxing, which can be used to support himself.
Use softness to overcome strength, and stillness to control movement. In a 1v1 situation, even a 200-pound burly man may not be able to beat her.
It is said that Master Du highly advocates Taoism and has a close relationship with an authentic descendant of Zhang Sanfeng from Wudang Mountain. When Du Ruo was interested in Tai Chi when she was young, he made an exception and taught her, a female outer disciple, the boy's kung fu.
With Du Ruo's intelligence and perseverance, she can do everything well as long as she wants to. If she persists in doing it day after day, it will be unimaginable.
Thinking of this, Xu Jingmo couldn't help but ask with a smile: "So you have been learning for 14 years, right? Can't you be invincible?"
Du Ruo finished his coffee, put the cup in the sink to rinse, and said calmly: "I don't know if I can beat anyone in the world, but I can beat you until you kneel down and beg for mercy and call me daddy. Do you want to try?"
Xu Jingmo shook his head repeatedly, "No, I don't have this hobby."
After Du Ruo finished washing the cup, she curled her lips and hummed softly, "Sigh."
Xu Jingmo corrected her, "I'm not being scared, I'm following my heart. I know you'd be reluctant to hit me, and I'm afraid you'd feel bad, so I'm just trying not to embarrass you in the first place. See how considerate I am."
Du Ruo choked, really taking advantage of others, "You really deserve a beating for what you said."
Xu Jingmo asked with a smile: "Are you willing to give it up?"
Du Ruo thought to herself, "Just try and see if I can bear it." She was about to say something in rebuttal when Xu Jingmo sighed and said, "Fine, go ahead and hit me if you want. I've been beaten so many times when I was a kid, so my skin is thick. Beat me until I'm exhausted. I can take it."
Du Ruo opened her mouth and closed it again. Although there was a 99.99% chance that Xu Jingmo was lying, she was fooled!
There aren't many things that she can still remember vividly, and the scene of Xu Jingmo being beaten is definitely one of them.
Whenever I think about it, I feel especially sorry for him. He was at such a helpless age, and suffered such pain. Anyone who saw it would feel sorry for him.
Xu Jingmo was just full of mischief, and seeing Du Ruo's expression relax, he teased her even more fiercely. "Du Ruo, let me ask you, are you willing to really hit me?"
In fact, the two of them had never really fought each other. Every time Du Ruo got angry and hit him, Xu Jingmo would quickly surrender and beg for mercy, showing that he was adaptable.
That's not called fighting at all, at best it's called making a fuss.
It was just a few jokes, but Xu Jingmo asked her - "Are you willing to really hit me?"
Really hit him? Of course she couldn't bear to do that. How could she really get angry with her friends? It was good enough that she didn't protect him. Not to mention that she wouldn't really hit Xu Jingmo, if she knew someone hit him, she would definitely stand up for him.
Du Ruo looked at his dark pupils so close to her and said without lying, "I can't bear to do that."
Hearing the answer he wanted to hear, Xu Jingmo smiled and said softly, "Don't worry, I don't want to make you really angry."
Du Ruo blinked lightly, and the inexplicable palpitations came back again.
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