Chapter 52 From Chapter 52 onwards, this is the only way you can treat me.
Chen Jizhou performed very well tonight and didn't make any mistakes.
Although his dancing wasn't particularly graceful, he was like a well-behaved student who had corrected himself, obediently and properly accompanying her through the entire dance.
Because he performed so well, he felt even better about himself.
Jiang Meng was quite surprised and asked him, "Where did you study?"
Chen Jizhou noticed her satisfaction, and a smile appeared on his face. The smile contained a very uninhibited and unpretentious self-satisfaction. He raised an eyebrow and said in a cocky tone, "Guess?"
Jiang Meng deliberately dragged out her "oh": "You didn't dance with another girl, did you? Abroad?"
These words really hit a nerve, immediately making Chen Jizhou feel indignant that his chastity had been violated.
His face darkened, and he told her seriously, "I've only ever held your hand."
His words warmed her palms and cheeks even more, and she murmured "Oh," almost stumbling over.
The orchestra stopped playing.
Their steps also came to a halt.
During the process, Chen Jizhou was a little nervous. He had never actually practiced dancing, and he was able to complete the entire dance entirely by feel. After withdrawing his hand, he stood there with his hands in his pockets, looking at her with a casual smile, "Did I step on you today?"
Jiang Meng smiled: "No, it's commendable."
Chen Jizhou raised his hand, pinched Jiang Meng's cheek, and squeezed it three times firmly, like squeezing a rubber duck. He pretended to be annoyed and said, "So, quickly forget about that old, trivial matter, you hear me?"
His tone was reproachful, a faint smile containing a hint of reproach: "You'll hold a grudge until you're eighty."
Jiang Meng lowered her head and chuckled softly: "Alright, since you behaved well today, I'll selectively forget your embarrassing moments."
She looked down at the ground.
He looked down at her.
The two remained quiet for a while, and the orchestra behind them changed to a soothing piece. The elegant cello sound, combined with the deep night, was ethereal and far-reaching, drifting into the forest.
Jiang Meng glanced under the orchestra's lights and whispered, "Hey, was it you who contacted Jiang Jiaming?"
Chen Jizhou glanced over and said, "He sings at the foot of the mountain every day. I asked him to arrange it for me."
She said, "You spent money?"
Chen Jizhou laughed and said, "Can you get them to come without spending money? Do you think they have nothing better to do so late at night?"
He glanced over there, patted Jiang Meng on the back, indicating that she should wait there, and said softly, "I'll go say hello."
Jiang Meng quickly said, "I'll go with you."
Chen Jizhou's idea was more prudent: "Let's formally introduce it another day when there's an opportunity. It won't happen today. I'll have someone pack up early and go home to rest."
This statement is worth pondering.
What will be formally introduced?
Jiang Meng's mind wandered, a shy smile on her face, as she watched him go over and chat briefly.
She adjusted the hem of her coat and looked down again.
This mountain isn't high; it's more like a hill, but the view is good.
Further into the distance, one can see the urban landscape of Yunzhou, but the darkness obscures visibility, so all that can be seen is this beautiful paradise, as tranquil as if isolated from the world, kept away from worldly affairs by the river.
Jiang Meng greedily thought, "If only I could never go back."
It's okay if we're stuck here.
She found her promised land, a place where God gave her milk and honey, a place of eternal, original, and unforgettable peace.
There is her undisturbed dream field.
Her promised land was not Yunzhu, but his side.
Following him, even wandering felt like coming home.
On the way to find a parking space, Chen Jizhou walked beside Jiang Meng. The slope was wide and not steep, and the streetlights were bright, making it a very safe road. The two kept a little distance between them.
It was late summer and early autumn, and the temperature at night was still quite low. She was wearing his coat and asked him if she wanted it. Whether Chen Jizhou was genuinely resistant to the cold or just being a gentleman, he didn't argue with her over the coat.
So Jiang Meng moved closer to him and quietly took his hand.
Chen Jizhou's steps noticeably paused, and his pace slowed.
No one spoke, but everyone seemed to want to make this short journey longer.
He must have been a little cold, his finger bones were slightly cool. Jiang Meng's body temperature was a bit higher at the moment, so she warmed him up a bit.
Jiang Meng kept her head down, walking close to his arm, too embarrassed to look at him, wondering how Chen Jizhou was feeling. But if she were to measure her own heart rate now, it would definitely be more than 120.
Chen Jizhou grasped her hand in return.
Her finger bones were as slender as they looked, just like her overall demeanor—long, beautiful, with delicate joints, as lustrous and translucent as jade hairpins, reflecting light with their whiteness. They felt light and fragile to the touch, arousing a strong desire to protect them.
After walking in silence for a while, the mountain was particularly quiet, and Jiang Meng's voice sounded clear and abrupt. She suddenly said, "Isn't this how all my relationships are?"
"Um?"
Chen Jizhou lowered his head and could not see her face, only the girl's thick eyelashes fluttering.
"It's like... being very clingy."
He recently asked her if this is how it is when you're in a relationship.
Jiang Meng puffed out her cheeks and thought, "Of course not."
It depends on who you date.
Chen Jizhou gave a low "hmm," indicating that he understood without saying anything more.
My palms slowly warmed, and undercurrents rose and fell gently. My emotional heart churned with a thousand words, yet was buried in the silent, unspoken night.
After a few more seconds of silence, he chuckled softly and looked down at her: "You only cling to me."
Jiang Meng nodded quickly, like a chick pecking at rice: "Yes."
She quickly reached the car and asked, "Is today over?"
"Is there anywhere else you'd like to go?" Chen Jizhou glanced at her. "At this hour, the nightlife is almost over."
Jiang Meng said, "I want to get up early tomorrow to watch the sunrise, is that okay? Right here in Yunzhu."
“Okay,” Chen Jizhou agreed, “Let’s find a hotel to stay in first.”
This small town has many guesthouses but few hotels.
But then he considered that she hadn't brought any change of clothes, and that better hotels offered dry cleaning services, so Chen Jizhou wouldn't let her suffer any hardship, not even a slight discomfort.
He searched for a few hotels and found one that suited him: "If you're tired, you can sleep in the car. It might take a while to drive there."
Jiang Meng was indeed sleepy. She dozed off in the passenger seat for a while, and glanced at Chen Jizhou again while half-awake.
He must be very tired too.
While waiting at the red light, he lowered his head, propped up half of his face with his palm, and closed his eyes for a moment.
Upon arriving at the hotel, he received two room keys. The two rooms were not next to each other; they were three rooms apart.
Jiang Meng arrived at her room first. Chen Jizhou said, "The sunrise is quite early, so don't worry about sleeping. I'll knock on the door tomorrow. Get some rest."
“Okay.” Jiang Meng took the room card, swiped it to open the door with a “beep,” and before pushing the door open, she glanced at his figure as he walked away.
"Chen Jizhou!"
He turned around at the sound.
Hearing her shout in such a hurry, Chen Jizhou thought something had happened.
Jiang Meng quickly caught up, almost running in front of him, then tiptoed and unexpectedly planted a light kiss on his cheek.
The sound of lips lightly pecking was quite loud in the quiet corridor.
She glanced at his astonished expression and quickly said, "This is more important than shopping, eating, or dancing."
Jiang Meng's face flushed red. She bit her lower lip and muttered after a long while, "Idiot!"
She stopped observing his reaction, ran back quickly, and pushed open the door to go inside.
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Jiang Meng asked someone to pick up her change of clothes. She lay on the bed in her bathrobe, glanced at the time, and realized that the sunrise was indeed too early; she could only sleep for four hours at most.
I scrolled through social media for a while, and even at this hour, some people were already getting ready to go hiking.
Jiang Meng didn't want to climb the mountain. She planned to find a viewpoint by the river and was about to send the message to Chen Jizhou when she realized he might already be asleep.
Jiang Meng: "Are you asleep?"
Chen Jizhou replied quickly: "No."
Jiang Meng: "Aren't you very sleepy? I think you almost fell asleep in the car."
Chen Jizhou: "I was very sleepy just now, but I'm wide awake now."
Jiang Meng asked with a smile, "Is it because of me?"
Chen Jizhou: What do you think?
"..."
Jiang Meng felt feverish, rolled around on the bed twice, and buried her feverish face in the pillow.
She chuckled to herself for a while, then sat up and looked at her lips in the mirror.
She felt that her lips were also particularly beautiful.
Not too thin, not too thick, full and moisturizing, with a simple and clean texture. The lip color is not the kind that is very intense or deep, but it is bright and clear, like thin clouds dyed with the morning glow, or like a gentle camellia, a warm and healthy rosy red.
Jiang Meng smiled as she looked in the mirror, touched her lips with her fingertips, and couldn't help but feel narcissistic: "You got the better deal, Chen Jizhou."
She messaged him: "I'm still not done."
Chen Jizhou: "Go to sleep, there will be more tomorrow."
Jiang Meng raised an eyebrow: "Anything else?"
Chen Jizhou: "What do you want?"
Jiang Meng: "What are you trying to say?"
Chen Jizhou: "I was talking about a date."
Jiang Meng: "...Oh"
She sent a homemade gold emoji.
The emoji had four words written on it: "Feeling wronged."
Taking the opportunity, Chen Jizhou inquired about the kitten: "Is someone taking care of Xiao Jin?"
Jiang Meng: "I have an automatic feeder."
Jiang Meng: "You miss it too?"
Chen Jizhou: "A little."
A few seconds later, Chen Jizhou sent a voice message: "The cat is quite well-behaved, but I don't know where it picked up this bad habit of liking to watch people take a bath."
Jiang Meng: "Yes, maybe cats like the sound of water."
wrong.
The key question is: "Did you put it in the bathroom?"
Chen Jizhou: "Yeah, we can't just listen to it pitifully scratching at the door."
Jiang Meng's eyes widened in surprise: "Xiao Jin watched you take a shower?"
Chen Jizhou: "Every day, like a doorman."
Jiang Meng: "It actually watches you shower every day?!"
Jiang Meng turned on the monitor and looked at her cat again; its nose and eyes were no longer recognizable.
I haven't seen any of them!
I've lived for over twenty years and I've never seen a man take a bath!
However, in the video, Xiao Jin was fast asleep, having just finished eating, so she couldn't see her nose or eyes.
Jiang Meng: "Bad cat."
Chen Jizhou replied with a text message: "From now on, you can only do this to me."
Jiang Meng: "What do you mean? From now on, I can only watch you take a shower?"
Chen Jizhou quoted his above statement: "This is for you."
He changed the subject too quickly, and she didn't quite understand at first.
But Jiang Meng vaguely recalled it.
Could it be because, just now on the mountain, she said to him: "Isn't this how all my relationships are?"
This is only true for you.
Was he responding to that statement?
Are you referring to that kiss at the door just now?
No matter what it was about, Jiang Meng felt a little incredulous.
She had never seen Chen Jizhou in a relationship before. So this is what he's like when he's in love. Where is his carefree, generous, and easygoing nature?
She laughed and replied, "So you're possessive too, huh? How domineering!"
Chen Jizhou answered frankly, "Yes."
Jiang Meng really wanted to ask, "Do you like me too?"
She didn't type the sentence directly; she was still considering her words. After a while, her phone screen went black automatically, and she saw her own smiling face on the screen.
Jiang Meng deliberately teased him, saying, "Go to sleep, goodnight."
Chen Jizhou: "Did you promise me goodnight?"
Jiang Meng: "It depends on your performance"
Chen Jizhou: "Wait."
After a few seconds, he asked curiously, "Does it watch you take a shower?"
Jiang Meng: "Every day, like a gatekeeper."
Chen Jizhou: "Bad Cat"
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