Chapter Thirty-Two
Shi Qing had previously thought that Liang Yuheng simply had feelings for her or thought she was suitable to live with, but after hearing these words, she became even more confused.
It seems that Liang Yuheng likes her.
Shi Qing felt as if a large hand was gripping her heart, making it hard to breathe.
She longed to open her heart and tell him that she missed him too, but reason told her she couldn't.
Shi Qing pushed him, but the two were too weak, and instead of separating, she was held even tighter.
The old streetlights in the neighborhood weren't very bright, casting long shadows of the two people.
As the neighborhood quiets down at night, you can hear the chirping of insects coming from the green belt.
"I'm afraid you'll leave as soon as I let go," Liang Yuheng pleaded. "Let me hold you a little longer, I'll leave after a while."
Shi Qing never expected that Liang Yuheng, who was always aloof and superior, would be so humble. Their relationship shouldn't be like this.
Liang Yuheng is such a dazzling person, he deserves to be treated well.
Shi Qing didn't move, letting him hold her quietly.
Liang Yuheng buried his forehead in the crook of her neck, his breath hot and clear: "I'm terrified that the outcome you're considering will be something I don't want to accept. I'm afraid of that day coming every day now. To be honest, I have no confidence. Shi Qing, can you tell me if you like me?"
Shi Qing's eyes stung with tears. She wanted to respond to him, but she couldn't utter a single word.
She couldn't bear to see him so upset any longer, so she gave a soft "hmm".
Liang Yuheng suddenly released her and leaned in to kiss her.
Shi Qing's voice was blocked, her teeth were roughly pried open, and her tongue quickly squeezed in.
Liang Yuheng kissed her fiercely and urgently, his tongue sweeping over every corner of her mouth, making Shi Qing's tongue and brain go numb.
Shi Qing struggled to push him away, but somehow touched his injured arm. She heard Liang Yuheng groan as he kissed her, which frightened her so much that she dared not move anymore.
Suddenly, Liang Yuheng stopped.
He felt a moist liquid slide down his back; it was a little salty.
"What's wrong? Shi Qing, don't cry." Liang Yuheng pulled away from her, looking a little lost. "I was wrong, it's my fault for not being able to hold back. Why don't you hit me?"
Shi Qing wasn't actually that angry; she didn't even know why she had cried earlier.
She turned her face to the side and quickly wiped away her tears: "I won't hit you."
Shi Qing's voice was soft, her long eyelashes were stuck together with tears, and her eyes were red, making her look both pitiful and aggrieved.
Liang Yuheng cupped her face in his hands and leaned down to kiss her cheek again.
Shi Qing bit her lip and complained, "Why did you kiss me?"
"I can't help it, my wife is just too cute." Liang Yuheng chuckled, cupping her cheeks in his hands.
Shi Qing took a step back: "Who's your wife?"
Liang Yuheng shrugged: "I've never registered a marriage with anyone."
Shi Qing frowned: "How can you renege on your promise now? That's not what you said in the first place."
"Aren't you already on a pirate ship now?"
Shi Qing glared at him for a few seconds, then turned and left, saying, "I'm going back."
Liang Yuheng grabbed her wrist and pulled her back into his arms: "Shi Qing, I will give you time to slowly accept me. I was too hasty today. Don't worry, I won't pressure you anymore from now on. But after I found out how you feel, no matter what you decide to do next, don't think about making me let go. I will pursue you for the rest of my life."
Shi Qing felt as if she had been struck hard in the chest.
Liang Yuheng hugged her and shook her: "By the way, do you still stand by what you said you'd make me something to eat?"
"Didn't you have dinner?" Shi Qing's voice was still a little muffled.
Liang Yuheng: "Yes, I was in a meeting the whole time, and I came over as soon as it was over."
Why don't you take better care of yourself?
Liang Yuheng: "I want you to care about me."
"Are you doing this on purpose?"
"No, I'm just in a bad mood and don't have much of an appetite." Liang Yuheng let go of her and looked into her eyes. "But now I do. Can you get me something to eat?"
"Then come up here." Shi Qing was worried that he had been hungry for too long, and she was too lazy to care whether he was just using a "feigned injury" tactic.
"Okay." Liang Yuheng's lips curled up.
As Shi Qing walked towards the stairwell, Liang Yuheng quickly followed and took her hand.
Shi Qing tried to shake it off a few times but couldn't get it out.
While waiting for the elevator, Shi Qing turned to look at him.
Liang Yuheng stared at the changing numbers on the elevator screen, refusing to look at her, and if you looked closely, you could see that the corners of his mouth were curved.
Shi Qing had no choice but to let him lead her.
Back in the room, Shi Qing got him slippers: "Would you like some noodles?"
"Eat." Liang Yuheng seemed to be in a good mood. "I'll eat whatever you make."
"Egg noodles?"
"Can."
Shi Qing took scissors and cut a few scallions on the balcony, quickly rinsing them in the sink. After chopping the scallions, she went to the refrigerator and got a few eggs.
She held the bowl in one hand, tapped the rim of the bowl with the other, cracked the egg into the bowl with one hand, and then threw the eggshell into the trash can in one smooth motion.
I beat the eggs and scrambled them in the pan.
Liang Yuheng leaned to one side, watching with great interest.
He found it interesting to watch Shi Qing cook; her movements were quick and skillful.
After Shi Qing cooked the eggs, she added hot water to the pan and inadvertently noticed Liang Yuheng staring at her: "Go and rest, it'll be ready soon."
Liang Yuheng: "You won't be able to see it after we leave."
"..."
Why has this person become so mushy?
Liang Yuheng asked, "Did you cook often before?"
"Yes, when I was little, I lived with my grandma and I would watch her cook. For a while, my grandma injured her back, and my grandpa didn't know how to cook, so I started to try. Later, I lived with my parents, and I usually cooked when I wasn't in school."
Shi Qing spoke these words with a calm expression, as if she were recounting something extremely mundane.
What she didn't say was that when she later came to live with her parents, she would be scolded if she cooked late one day, and she would also be criticized if the food wasn't good.
So every day after school she would rush home, and she could only do her homework after finishing her chores.
She still remembers how cold the water was when she washed vegetables in winter!
Even the foam from an accidental burn hurts a lot...
She was not happy at all during those times.
As Liang Yuheng listened, he imagined a little girl busily working in his mind, and felt a pang of heartache: "If I said I wanted to hug you now, would you be angry?"
Shi Qing twitched her lips slightly, grabbed a small handful of noodles and put them in the pot: "It's okay, no need to comfort me. I really enjoy cooking. I find cooking very relaxing and gives me a sense of accomplishment. When I have free time, I like to cook all sorts of food for myself. I also enjoy cooking for others, and it makes me happy to hear that they like what they eat."
Once the topic of cooking came up, Shi Qing couldn't help but become more talkative.
She realized that this was the most peaceful time she had spent with Liang Yuheng in the past few days.
"The desserts you made before tasted great; your skills are good enough to open a shop," Liang Yuheng said, expressing his approval.
Shi Qing stirred the pot with her chopsticks: "My friend said the same thing, but opening a shop must be very tiring, and maybe I won't like it by then."
Liang Yuheng: "That's true, then let's treat it as a hobby."
"right."
Looking at her profile, Liang Yuheng said earnestly, "If you're willing, I can cook for you every day from now on."
Shi Qing was quite touched after hearing this, but she couldn't talk to him about it right now, so she pointed to the side and said, "Could you bring that bowl over for me?"
"This?" Liang Yuheng asked, pointing to the light gray checkered bowl.
Shi Qing's eyes crinkled: "Yes, isn't it beautiful?"
"It looks good." Liang Yuheng nodded, looked the bowl up and down, and then handed it to her.
Shi Qing: "I haven't given this to anyone else before."
“From now on, it will belong to me exclusively. I’ll use it again next time I come here.” Liang Yuheng raised his chin.
Shi Qing felt that Liang Yuheng was deliberately brainwashing her, making every sentence sound like they would live together in the future.
“There are still many new bowls on this shelf. I usually like to collect tableware. If my room wasn’t so small and moving wouldn’t be so inconvenient, I probably would have bought even more.”
Liang Yuheng seemed oblivious to her attempt to change the subject: "It's okay, I'm quite loyal, this is only for me."
"..."
In less than ten minutes, Shi Qing had finished making the noodles.
After serving the noodles, Shi Qing sprinkled some chopped scallion leaves into the bowl. The bright green scallion leaves paired with the golden yellow eggs looked very appetizing.
The dining table wasn't far from the kitchen. Just as Shi Qing was about to take the bowl over, Liang Yuheng said, "I'll do it."
"Okay." Shi Qing didn't try to take it from him, and walked to the dining table. "Try it and see if you can get used to it."
After Liang Yuheng sat down, he picked up his chopsticks, took a bite, and smiled, "It's delicious."
"You're just too hungry." Shi Qing knew he had eaten all kinds of delicious food, so it was probably just a casual remark.
I just heard that he hasn't eaten for a long time, and I was thinking that things would be a little faster downstairs, otherwise I would have cooked him a nice meal.
“No.” Liang Yuheng shook his head. “It’s because of what you did for me.”
"It's just a bowl of noodles." Shi Qing got up and went to the water dispenser to pour him a glass of water.
Liang Yuheng added, "This is the first time you've ever made noodles for me. I'll always remember it."
"Hurry up and eat, it won't taste good if it gets soggy." Shi Qing felt embarrassed by his gaze and prepared to sit on the sofa for a while.
She had just stood up when Liang Yuheng grabbed her hand: "Will you stay here with me?"
Shi Qing hesitated for two seconds. She felt that if she didn't agree, Liang Yuheng might not eat properly.
This person acts like a child.
She could only sit on the stool next to him and watch him eat noodles.
Liang Yuheng ate the noodles very cleanly, and even drank the soup.
After he finished eating, he took the initiative to wash the dishes.
After coming out of the kitchen, Liang Yuheng took a tissue to wipe his hands.
"Here's some medicine." Shi Qing took out safflower oil and ointment from the drawer. She had been injured during training before, so she happened to have these things at home.
Liang Yuheng obediently sat on the sofa: "I have a friend's gathering on Friday. They keep saying they want to see you. Do you want to come with me? It's okay if you don't want to."
Shi Qing thought about their agreement to help each other deal with relatives and friends, and felt obligated to go: "Let's go together."
Liang Yuheng: "Then I'll come pick you up."
"good."
Shi Qing noticed that Liang Yuheng was wearing a white shirt today, but he couldn't roll up the sleeves all the way up, so she asked him, "Why don't you take off your sleeves?"
After listening, Liang Yuheng started unbuttoning his shirt, and Shi Qing was caught off guard when she saw his fair and muscular chest.
He's taken everything off!
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