Chapter 80
Chapter 80
Nan Lan and Shen Jing'an spent three or four days in Jicheng. During this time, Shen Qingyuan didn't let her aunt come over, for fear of giving herself away.
It's a bit complicated to explain, and she and Ye Chuyang have just started dating, so she doesn't want to tell her parents too soon.
The hotel was near the apartment. After the couple finished their trip, they would have dinner with Shen Qingyuan, take a walk, and then go home separately.
That day, she had just dropped Nan Lan and Shen Jing'an off and hadn't even gone upstairs when she received a call from Ye Chuyang.
"Little Yuanyuan, come downstairs, I'm downstairs."
Shen Qingyuan stopped and looked around. Sure enough, a taxi had just driven away. Turning her gaze to the opposite direction of the taxi, she saw a man downstairs holding up his phone and looking up at it.
He wore a mask and a hat, his tall figure standing like a stalk of green bamboo in the wind. She stood behind him, about twenty meters away.
Shen Qingyuan was speechless for a moment, her heart pounding in her chest.
The ancients said, "A day apart feels like three autumns," a saying that seemed exaggerated to me at first. Now, Ye Chuyang was standing right in front of her. Although it had only been a week, it felt like an eternity to Shen Qingyuan, a time when she felt a sense of estrangement and an overwhelming longing. Yet, now that she saw him, she didn't know why she didn't dare rush up and hug him immediately.
A few seconds passed, but there was still no sound from the other end of the phone.
Ye Chuyang: "Hey, Shen Qingyuan, are you listening?"
Shen Qingyuan lives on the fifteenth floor, and the lights are on.
"He's not home, is he? The lights are on. First floor, second floor, third floor..." He counted up the floors like a primary school student, from the lowest to the highest, until he reached the fifteenth floor.
Shen Qingyuan responded, "Yes. I'm here." She walked closer step by step from behind him.
"Come down and greet me." He estimated the temperature; it was mid-October, and there was a slight breeze. "Remember to wear a jacket."
Of course he could have gone up there himself, but he just used a little coquettishness to get her to come down and pick him up. He confessed his feelings twice, ten years apart, and both times he was the one who fell in love first and took the initiative. Sigh, trying to find some psychological balance.
Shen Qingyuan took a few more steps closer, walking very lightly and quietly.
Ye Chuyang paced back and forth, seemingly cheerful, and after a short while, he craned his neck to look towards the building entrance.
The sound of footsteps still caught his attention. He turned his head and saw Shen Qingyuan at a glance.
He paused for two seconds, then asked, "Huh? Where did you get here so fast?"
Shen Qingyuan approached him, very close, and then nestled into his arms. She felt comfortable, at ease, and at peace.
Ye Chuyang pursed his lips, widened his eyes, and stretched out his arms awkwardly. After a few seconds of stunned silence, he wrapped his arms around Shen Qingyuan's waist from behind.
"You missed me that much..." he said smugly. "It wasn't for nothing that I came all the way here after getting off the plane." He turned his head slightly and whispered in her ear.
This week I've been doing business, shooting commercials and magazines, catching up on all the work I missed before, and I miss Shen Qingyuan terribly whenever I have a spare moment.
I should be wary of paparazzi following me, but I can't worry about that right now. Oh well.
"Mmm." She rested her head on his shoulder and responded softly, without denying it or being hypocritical; she simply meant it. She missed his warmth, his scent, and his occasional roguish grin.
It was as if all words were superfluous; simply holding each other was enough. Their hearts were in sync, and no words were needed.
After a while, Shen Qingyuan looked up and asked, "Have you eaten? Are you hungry?"
The airplane food was so-so; Ye Chuyang ate a few bites to fill his stomach a little. He wasn't too hungry right now.
"Hmm... I wasn't really hungry," he released one hand and rubbed her face, "but seeing you suddenly made me hungry."
"?"
Someone said in a very irritating way, "A beautiful woman is a feast for the eyes!"
Shen Qingyuan struggled slightly, but Ye Chuyang restrained her, holding her even tighter. However, since they were in the residential area and people occasionally passed by, Ye Chuyang didn't make any more intimate moves.
But I thought to myself, I want to go upstairs and do it later.
Before I could react, a voice rang out from behind: "Yuanyuan..."
His voice sounded hesitant, as if he wasn't quite sure.
Shen Qingyuan was startled and quickly broke free from Ye Chuyang's embrace.
Shen Qingyuan's mother was looking at them with suspicion, and Shen's father was beside her, seemingly... clenching his fist.
Shen Qingyuan hurriedly straightened her clothes, trying to ease the awkwardness, "Um... Mom and Dad, let me introduce you, this is Ye Chuyang, my... boyfriend."
Nan Lan's gaze fell on the suitcase next to Ye Chuyang.
Shen Qingyuan immediately understood: "He just got back from a business trip out of town and came to see me."
Ten minutes later, in the small living room, the four people sat facing each other in pairs.
Mr. and Mrs. Shen came back to get their phones; they seemed to have forgotten them in the kitchen. In the current situation, phones are clearly no longer important.
Even Sun Zhi, who had been dating Shen Qingyuan for several years, never had the honor of meeting Shen Qingyuan's parents.
The informal meeting caught Ye Chuyang off guard. However, as a junior, it was obviously only right for him to take the initiative to explain, or rather, exchange some personal information.
"Uncle and Aunt, Yuanyuan and I were high school classmates. We met again a few days ago and felt that we were quite compatible..."
For high school classmates, this is a relatively safe weighted average.
Yuanyuan? Shen Jing'an cleared his throat uncomfortably, feeling that the name was too intimate. This kid! Although he looks decent enough, even more handsome than he was when he was young!
Nan Lan asked, "Xiao Ye, what do you do for a living?"
Ye Chuyang said, "Auntie, I..."
Shen Qingyuan quickly picked up the conversation, "He works in the arts, Mom. He teaches music, he's a music teacher."
“Oh…” Nan Lan pondered for a moment. Of course, good artists earn a good income, but most artists are poor and destitute.
Ye Chuyang was an honest man, especially towards his elders. He wasn't as quick-witted as Shen Qingyuan, and hearing what Shen Qingyuan said, he knew it wasn't time to reveal his true identity yet.
“Yes, it’s for teaching children to sing.” He echoed his girlfriend’s words.
Nan Lan: "So, Xiao Ye, are you planning to stay in Jicheng or go back to your hometown?"
The prospective mother-in-law's questions were very skillful. She implied that staying in Jicheng and truly settling down required buying a house, and without sufficient financial resources, it might not be possible. It seems all mothers-in-law are like this.
Ye Chuyang took a deep look at Shen Qingyuan, then turned his head and said with unusual determination, "Wherever Yuanyuan is, that's where I'll settle down."
That makes perfect sense. The wife leads, the husband follows.
Shen Jing'an pursed his lips and nodded, thinking to himself that the boy was teachable.
“Staying in Jicheng would certainly be very stressful,” Nan Lan said with a subtle smile. “Although doctors earn more, the cost of living in big cities is high.”
Nan Lan's ideal son-in-law is a doctor. There are so many male doctors, and female doctors certainly won't have trouble finding husbands, especially one as beautiful as her daughter. Ideally, the groom's family would also have some savings to help the young couple buy a house, and she would naturally contribute half of that. A generous dowry would give her daughter confidence, that's for sure.
Ideally, the future in-laws should have a good relationship, and boys from normal families tend to have more control over their temperament. As for single-parent families, especially single mothers raising sons, Nan Lan believes it's not advisable.
Because of this, Shen Qingyuan never brought Sun Zhi home to meet her parents. At the time, she thought she could persuade them gradually, and that as long as the two of them were happy together, everything would fall into place naturally. Looking back now, Ms. Nan Lan was truly farsighted!
Ye Chuyang chimed in, "It is quite expensive, especially the houses."
While others might express such sentiments, Ye Chuyang's statement feels somewhat contrived, given that his annual income is already comparable to that of some listed companies.
Nan Lan was very interested. "Xiao Ye, where do you live? It's so late, aren't you going home?"
"I live on the East Third Ring Road, Auntie." The child was a little aggrieved. They had just met, and before they could even sit down properly, the parents had caught them. "...I'll go back right away."
"Oh, how's the rent on the East Third Ring Road? How does it compare to Yuanyuan's apartment?"
Ye Chuyang: "Rent? It seems about the same, but it also depends on the decoration and location. Auntie, I live in my own house, so I'm not too clear about the rent."
Nan Lan's eyes lit up, and she nudged Shen Jing'an beside her, "Alright, we got the phone, let's go first. Xiao Ye, you've come all this way, stay with Yuan Yuan a little longer before you leave. When we get back to Chenyang, go visit your aunt!"
Mr. Shen had no objections and followed his wife's lead.
So... they've accepted me, their prospective son-in-law? Ye Chuyang happily agreed and stood up to see them off. After Mr. and Mrs. Shen left, he turned around and suddenly grabbed Shen Qingyuan's hand, "So, Mom and Dad have accepted me? It's easier than I thought!"
What do you imagine it to be like?
"A joint trial in three courts to find out the truth about eight generations of ancestors."
Shen Qingyuan chuckled and tilted her head to look at him with a smile.
Her smile was captivating, and Ye Chuyang caught a faint fragrance emanating from her, unlike perfume; it was probably the scent of shampoo, along with a hint of natural body odor. He felt a surge of unease, gripping Shen Qingyuan's waist and pulling her closer, pressing her against him.
Now that there are no passersby or the Shen couple suddenly appearing, I can kiss her boldly.
His breath was hot against her forehead. His chest rose and fell slightly, the scent of his masculinity mingling with the aroma of his men's cologne filling her nostrils.
Shen Qingyuan panicked slightly, her throat bobbing as she swallowed. Her heartbeat was irregular, her breathing erratic, as if she were subconsciously holding her breath, afraid that even a breath of air might disturb him. She only relaxed slightly when he lowered his head and his lips touched hers.
Just for a moment.
He gently sucked on her lips, then mischievously swept his tongue across her teeth... Shen Qingyuan tried to remain calm, but at this moment, she still felt her knees were weak and sore. Fortunately, he was holding her and supporting her.
Perhaps due to nervousness, she clenched her teeth, her heart pounding with anxiety. She was calmer the first time she was on the operating table; what was wrong with her? The surgeon moved between her teeth, tentatively prying open her lower lip and gently biting it.
Suddenly, Shen Qingyuan felt a soreness in her lower back as he pinched her.
"You..." Startled, he loosened his teeth.
He seized the opportunity, thrusting deep inside, his tongue swirling around hers, swirling, gently sucking, and nibbling. Shen Qingyuan felt she could barely stand, taking two steps back until she hit the wall.
Her tongue was numb, her lower lip was a little sore, her mind was blank, she didn't know what she was thinking, it was a complete vacuum. She simply couldn't resist, her heart was pounding, and she couldn't breathe.
The door wasn't locked yet. Mr. and Mrs. Chen might come back again; they might still be outside, not far away. Just a door separating them.
A unique kind of thrill. That urge of secretly pursuing someone else's sweetheart behind their parents' backs—it's itchy, itchy, and even biting into them doesn't quench the thirst. Perhaps he'd been single for too long; this urge felt too much to suppress, but reason told him to wait, to take it slow.
As for what to do when things wait, or what to do when things are delayed, I don't know.
His hand moved from behind to the front, reaching inside her clothes... Shen Qingyuan regained a little consciousness, and with her last bit of strength, she pushed him away, her face flushed pink.
"Ye Chuyang, you... promised my mom you'd leave soon..."
He did agree. Sigh, going back on one's word isn't a good quality.
Ye Chuyang calmed down a bit and hugged her for a little while longer. In the end, he didn't dare stay any longer. He was afraid that Mr. and Mrs. Shen would come back. Heaven knows how elusive parents are these days; they might even be lying in ambush nearby, watching them.
This was their first deep kiss.
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