Chapter 119 He was completely sincere in liking her; he put in twelve percent of his effort.
Wen Jiu was awakened from her dream by a ray of sunlight that stung her eyes.
Her eyes were open, but her mind wasn't fully awake yet. After a while, she looked up at the person who was holding her.
The emotions in her eyes were so intense that they couldn't be dissolved.
I can't help but wonder, Zhou Yanchuan, how much longer can you stay with me?
"You peek at me as soon as you wake up?"
A voice sounded above her head, and Wen Jiu was startled: "When did you wake up?"
“From the moment you look at me.”
Her face felt a little hot, and she buried her head in his chest.
Zhou Yanchuan smiled and gently patted her back: "Sleep a little longer."
"I'm not sleepy anymore."
"I'm sleepy," he said, clinging to her tighter, his hands on her waist, his head buried in her shoulder. "Sleep with me a little longer."
Wen Jiu was enveloped in the heat and fragrance emanating from Zhou Yanchuan. She was overwhelmed by his presence and wanted to escape, but she also loved it so much that she couldn't help but raise her hand to wrap her arms around his waist.
"Oh well."
Zhou Yanchuan curved his lips again, tilted his head and kissed her neck, mimicking her tone: "Then thank you."
Wen Jiu originally felt that she was not sleepy at all, and her mind was in a mess, but she actually fell asleep in his arms again that day.
When I woke up again, it was already noon.
During the meal, Grandma Qin looked at her differently and insisted on making her some nourishing soup.
Wen Jiu was so embarrassed that she couldn't sit still. She hurriedly ate a few bites and then made an excuse to escape back to her room.
Zhou Yanchuan followed with a smile and coaxed her to drink some more porridge.
Then he held her in his arms, did nothing, and quietly let her space out, while he stayed by her side.
It was unspoken yet incredibly poignant.
But Wen Jiu's heart felt like it had a huge hole in it, and every time he treated her well, that hole would bleed.
She liked him, but she couldn't drag him along.
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During those days, Wen Jiu was particularly clingy to Zhou Yanchuan. When he went to the balcony to answer the phone, she would curl up by the sofa, her eyes glued to his back, until he hung up the phone and turned around, at which point she would immediately reach out for a hug.
He bought her a jigsaw puzzle to play with. She lay on the carpet playing with the puzzle, and he pulled her to sit beside her and keep her company. When she got tired of the puzzle, she lay down on his lap and fell asleep.
After waking up, he will lie there again and start working.
Whenever this happened, Zhou Yanchuan would lean against the bedside, his gaze fixed entirely on her.
He probably doesn't realize how attractive he is.
Under the dim light, her eyes were filled with nothing but his.
"Aren't you sleepy?" He played with a small piece of the puzzle in his hand.
Wen Jiu shook her head and tried to snatch the puzzle piece from his hand again: "Don't lose it."
"I'll buy you another one if you lose it."
"No, I want this one."
Zhou Yanchuan looked at the person who snatched the item from his hand as if it were a precious treasure, and smirked, "I've noticed you've become quite superstitious lately."
I saw online that completing this set would bring happiness, so I bought it without hesitation. The delivery was expedited, and I started assembling it as soon as it arrived.
Wen Jiu didn't speak, she just kept her head down and focused on her work.
Zhou Yanchuan didn't want her to stay up too late, so he looked down at her for a while, then stood up from the ground, walked to her side, and hugged her.
Caught off guard by being picked up, Wen Jiu instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, but her concern was: "I haven't finished putting it together yet."
Zhou Yanchuan glanced at her and, without any room for discussion, put her on the bed: "We'll work on it tomorrow, go to sleep first."
“But,” Wen Jiu tried to struggle again, but the person by the bed began to threaten, “If you say ‘but’ again, I’ll throw the puzzle out the window right now.”
She pursed her lips and silently pulled the blanket over herself.
Zhou Yanchuan laughed.
Seeing the person in his arms asleep, he lifted the covers and got out of bed.
A dim yellow lamp shone in the room. The girl on the bed slept peacefully, while the boy under the bed carefully pieced together a snow scene puzzle on the carpet, muttering as he worked, "I don't know why I believe in this."
When Wen Jiu woke up the next day and saw the jigsaw puzzle on the table, her nose suddenly stung with tears.
Even though he didn't understand, he truly grasped her emotions and the things she cared about perfectly.
He was completely sincere in liking her; he put in his whole heart.
In the days following her return to school from Qingyang, Wen Jiu kept having nightmares. Afraid of disturbing the people in her dormitory, she moved to an apartment.
She didn't tell Zhou Yanchuan about moving, because she knew that if she did, he would definitely move with her, which would affect his sleep.
But to her surprise, every night when she had nightmares and cried helplessly in her dreams, a gentle voice would always ring in her ears: "What are you afraid of? I'm here."
She initially thought it was someone comforting her in a dream, until that night she stayed up late doing her homework and didn't sleep.
Wen Jiu faintly heard the sound of a combination lock being opened.
Her first reaction was to call the police, but just as she reached for her phone to dial 110, the door opened after she entered the correct password.
At this moment, Wen Jiu finally realized that something was wrong, and she immediately turned off the lights and lay down on the bed.
About two minutes later, the bedroom door was pushed open, and I heard deliberately soft footsteps.
She felt someone sit down on the edge of her bed, and a few seconds later she heard a very low murmur.
"Today was good; I didn't have any nightmares."
How could anyone be so stupid?
Fearing that she would feel burdened, he would come over every night in the middle of the night to stay by her side, and then quietly leave at dawn.
Wen Jiu couldn't hold back her tears and used all her strength to hug him.
Zhou Yanchuan moved in after that day.
During winter break, Wen Jiu worked part-time at a teahouse, and Zhou Yanchuan would pick her up and drop her off every day.
Once, Li Yue caught them together, and her eyes darted back and forth between them.
Wen Jiu felt embarrassed by the stare and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
"Why don't you two get over your honeymoon phase?"
"What?"
"You two are so clingy."
Looking back after Li Yue's experience, it seems that the two of them had a deep and unwavering affection for each other back then, and there was no one else in their eyes but each other.
How could such a deep affection have turned into such a bitter feud that they never speak to each other again?
Is it really true that things can change in an instant?
Wen Jiu enjoyed a long period of peace and happiness, but she knew that this was just the calm before the storm.
However, she did not expect the storm to come so much faster than she anticipated.
That day, the northern part of the city experienced its heaviest snowfall in recent years.
The whole world seemed to be covered in white snow, quiet and without a sound.
Zhou Yanchuan messaged her saying that he had an event in Haishi and asked her to lock the doors and windows when she went to sleep that night.
She obediently replied, "Okay."
"Xiao Jiu, go back now," the uncle who works at the teahouse greeted her warmly as she came out of the changing room.
Wen Jiu smiled at the man and said, "Okay, I'm leaving now, Uncle Chen."
"Go back quickly, and be careful on the way."
"good."
Wen Jiu responded and pulled the zipper of her down jacket up a little further.
It's really cold today.
She ran out of the backyard, leaving a trail of snow-white footprints on the ground.
However, when he reached the door, he suddenly stopped.
A black Bentley was parked in the alley; its license plate started with "Qing".
She recognized the car almost instantly, and before she could react, she saw Chen Bin get out of the driver's seat.
The man walked up to her and said, "The old gentleman would like to have a talk with you."
Wen Jiu felt as if a gust of wind had blown on her face, like a razor blade, cutting her skin painfully.
She paused for a moment before replying, "Okay."
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