Chapter 33 "Ambiguity"
Li Jichuan has two meetings this morning.
Back in his office, he pretended to refresh his computer desktop twice, but couldn't resist taking out his phone, which he had already silenced, to check it.
Mantian's message lay in her inbox.
Mr. Li, Xiao Pu's fever has subsided, but she still has little appetite; she only ate two dumplings.
He said he had no appetite, and I've tried to persuade him three times, but he still says he doesn't want to eat.
He kept apologizing to me, but there was really nothing to apologize for. I was worried because he wasn't eating...
As Li Jichuan read the text message, his fingers suddenly tightened, gripping the edge of the phone.
The faint pain was a reminder that he cared a lot.
After putting his phone away, he refocused his attention on the computer screen and began a new round of work.
But somewhere in my heart, there's always something hanging high above, like a hole in my heart leaking air from all sides.
At that time, Li Jichuan was unaware that this was called being concerned.
The bond formed between two people is the rarest and most precious thing in the world.
Stupid!
When it comes to love, even the most astute person can become a fool!
...
After being busy for a long time, I looked up at my watch and realized that it was only 3:30 pm.
Li Jichuan felt stifled and had nowhere to vent, so he forced himself to attend two meetings.
Everyone could see that Li Jichuan was in a bad mood, which was very unusual.
After all, before this, Li Jichuan's public image was like that of a robot.
Work on time, hold fair meetings, stay away from emotions and desires, and always keep a blank expression.
What's wrong with me lately? Why am I acting so strangely?
As a result, some employees' slacking off activities have been quietly taken over by the Trisolaran invasion of Earth, while others have started searching for information on whether men experience menopause and when it occurs...
Li Jichuan was completely unaware of this. After the meeting ended and he returned to his office, it was finally 5:30.
So, two and a half hours earlier than usual, President Li left work!
When he got home, he changed his clothes and then casually went to the bedside.
Su Pu's sleeping posture was still very restless.
His lips kept trembling, but no sound came out, and large beads of cold sweat seeped from his forehead.
Li Jichuan sighed, mentally concocting eight hundred reasons for himself.
Then, supporting himself, he lay down on the bed.
Night had fallen, but for Li Jichuan, lying in bed at this time was considered "wasting time."
Fortunately, not long after he lay down, the little mute boy next to him put his arm around his stomach.
After a while, the little mute boy, like a fat seal, snuggled up to him and rested his head on his chest.
Li Jichuan sighed helplessly.
Stop struggling, just carry him up. Climbing is tiring.
Su Pu thus gained another "mattress," a "mattress" that brought him peace of mind and drove away all nightmares.
Hearing the other person smack their lips, Li Jichuan knew that this guy was about to fall asleep.
Strange, Su Pu is different from everyone else.
Although we've only known each other for a short time, it feels like we've been separated for ages.
He clearly considered it a necessary condition for sound sleep, yet it also became a prerequisite for his peaceful sleep.
Su Pu was more difficult than any problem he had ever encountered.
They are all things that people find hard to part with.
Li Jichuan sighed and drifted off to sleep.
...
The pressure of being a senior in high school should not be underestimated.
Moreover, what Li Peirong demanded was far more than just being the top scorer in the province.
During that period, Li Jichuan was faced with endless homework problems as soon as he opened his eyes. In addition to the national college entrance examination in China, he was also preparing for entrance exams and interviews at foreign universities.
"Can't we just prepare one?" he asked helplessly when he was on the verge of collapse from exhaustion.
Li Peirong raised an eyebrow. "Others can do it, but you can't."
"As the grandson of the Li family, you must excel in every aspect and become a true king."
Li Jichuan remained silent day after day, constantly trying to meet the ever-increasing expectations placed upon him.
He could only find relief during his lunch break.
The thin wooden partition separated the two, as if throwing them together into a universe that belonged only to them.
Here, Li Jichuan can speak freely.
"I don't actually want to go abroad at all... My dream is to develop a game that makes everyone happy."
“However, my identity doesn’t seem to allow me to do that. My parents passed away early, and my grandfather has been taking care of me.”
“He often said that he had too much on his shoulders and needed someone to share the burden. I said I could, but he seemed to really believe it.”
"Well, I don't mean to shirk responsibility, after all, he's already given me a lot that others don't have. But I'm just wondering, do I really want these things?"
"It seems like no one has ever asked me if I wanted it..."
With a whoosh—
Something came from the other end of the plank, through the gap below, and reached him.
"What is this? A cake?"
"This... is it made with vegetable shortening? I'm sorry, I really shouldn't have consumed this kind of low-quality fat and sugar..."
"Hey, don't take it back, I'll eat it, I'll try it."
Li Jichuan snatched the cake, lifted the thin plastic lid, and took a bite.
It really is vegetable-based cream, and it's so sweet it's cloying.
But it was actually quite delicious...
Under immense pressure, even junk food becomes exceptionally appealing.
Li Jichuan finished off a box of small cakes in no time.
Hearing that satisfied voice, Su Pu felt an overwhelming sense of accomplishment!
"Um, could you play a song on your phone?" Li Jichuan asked.
“My family keeps checking my phone. Last time I gave a phone away, I got beaten up because they said it might leak the contact information of the group's directors… Now, every day when I get home, someone checks my phone.”
Su Pu pursed her lips and tentatively knocked on the door.
Then he took out his knock-off phone and played his favorite songs.
Li Jichuan commented with a smile, "You're quite nostalgic..."
Su Pu chuckled and turned up the volume.
The female singer's ethereal voice filled the misty changing room.
It permeated the little universe of those two.
"Hovering between something that seems bittersweet"
"I can't see through these ambiguous eyes."
The sky was a grayish-blue in the morning.
"I wanted to say goodbye, but it wasn't too late."
...
When I woke up again, the night outside the window was dark.
Li Jichuan glanced at the clock. He had planned to take a 20-minute nap, but when he woke up, it was already midnight.
He was a little hungry, so he habitually carried Su Pu to the other side of the bed, intending to find something to eat.
As he got out of bed, he unconsciously hummed a song twice.
It was the song "Ambiguous" that they first listened to together.
I was just humming the line, "I can't see through these ambiguous eyes."
When he looked up again, the little mute boy was already awake, blinking his doe-like eyes at him.
Every time Li Jichuan gazed into those eyes, he felt a deep sense of familiarity...
“Su Pu”.
He looked at him.
"You know what, before you fainted at the last party..."
"You called my name."
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