Song Xijiao snorted, "What's wrong?"
Pei Zhiting returned to the bathroom and closed the door.
He leaned his hands on the sink and looked at himself in the mirror. The corners of his eyes were red and tears were welling up in his eyes.
He closed his eyes and a tear fell from the corner of his eye.
He washed his face with cold water and calmed down before going out.
Song Xijiao was reading a document. When she saw him come out, she stretched her feet in front of him.
"Don't stop, keep pinching."
“…”
"Comfortable."
"Give me another squeeze on your shoulders."
Pei Zhiting stood up, walked behind her and massaged her shoulders.
"Put on some more strength."
"Pei Zhiting, did your mother really only give birth to you?"
Pei Zhiting tilted his head to one side, looking at himself in the floor-to-ceiling window, so close yet so far away.
"Otherwise, where did you get this ability to serve others?"
“…”
"I went abroad when I was 18. If I don't learn, am I going to starve to death?"
"That's right. It's hard for a poor family to produce a noble son, but it's easy for a rich family to produce a loser. You went abroad at the age of eighteen, cut off your source of income, and had to rely on yourself. You learned a lot of skills, so you are not a loser."
Pei Zhiting secretly relaxed, there was no need to comfort him so much.
He was about to use a big move, a move that would make her think about it for several days.
"Song Xijiao, I have a crush on you. From the age of seventeen to thirty-two, I have had a crush on you for fifteen years."
"I have been following you silently and liking you silently. The walls of my room are covered with your photos. The favorites on my computer are all filled with your favorite stores, movies, music, books, and even the koi fish you forwarded on Weibo."
…
Song Xijiao remembered that there was a netizen named Ting Xijiaohua, who would repost and comment on all her updates immediately. Could it be Pei Zhiting?
She went crazy with drawing and even harassed Ting Xi Jiao Hua.
[Jiaojiao Bujiao: I draw your mother. ]
[Jiaojiao Bujiao: I will draw your ancestors. ]
[Jiaojiao Bujiao: I'll draw the grass on your grave.]
[Jiaojiao Bujiao: If you don't sleep, you don't want to live anymore, right? ]
[Ting Xi Jiao Hua: Jiao Jiao loves me so much.]
[Jiaojiao or not:???]
[Ting Xi Jiao Hua: Jiao Jiao cares about me so much, I love Jiao Jiao so much, Jiao Jiao draws me, draws me, draws me into the painting, draws me into her heart.]
【……】
At that time, Song Xijiao thought Ting Xijiao was crazy. A grown man called her by such a name and was so shameless as to try to make a name for himself in her comment section.
She originally wanted to block Ting Xi Jiaohua, but since this guy was her biggest fan, she couldn't bear to do so.
"Pei Zhiting, are you the Ting Xijiaohua netizen I've been harassing for years?"
“…”
Pei Zhiting coughed lightly and said, "It's almost twelve o'clock, go to bed."
“…”
He hugged her and fell on the pillow, but she couldn't sleep. She held her head with one hand and didn't let him turn off the light. Her face was pressed against his, and her head was shaking back and forth, staring at him from all angles.
"Fifteen years, have you never thought of giving up?"
“I have thought about it.”
Song Xijiao frowned. What the hell, actually thought of giving up?
"when?"
"My appendectomy caused inflammation. Before the surgery, I was afraid the operation would fail and I would die on the table. I've had a crush on you my whole life, and you don't even know. I'm such a loser."
“…”
"Fortunately, the operation was successful."
Song Xijiao felt upset and kicked him off the bed.
"I don't want to see you tonight, get out."
Pei Zhiting was kicked out of the room, a smile of triumph flashed in his eyes.
The beds in the two bedrooms were against the same wall. Pei Zhiting lay on the bed with his ear against the wall, listening to the noise next door.
Song Xijiao rolled around on the bed, feeling extremely upset.
After a while, Pei Zhiting heard footsteps. He quickly lay down, pulled the quilt up to cover himself, closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.
She pulled the door handle with her right hand, closed the door gently, tiptoed over, squatted beside the bed, and stared at Pei Zhiting's sleeping face.
She admitted that she was attracted to Pei Zhiting at first, but she never thought that Pei Zhiting had a crush on her.
I still have a secret crush on someone for fifteen years.
She seemed to suddenly understand her grandmother.
In the 1960s and 1970s, she openly contradicted her parents and insisted on studying.
After meeting my grandfather, the two supported and encouraged each other.
She was admitted to university, and the two of them secretly got married.
In that era, it was useless for women to study, women should not show their faces in public, women should take care of their husbands and children, women should observe the three obediences and four virtues, and women should remain widows and have a chastity arch erected.
The general environment is full of hostility towards women, but my grandfather has always stood firmly by my grandmother, supporting her, respecting her and loving her.
After graduation, the two got married, had children, and supported each other for decades.
In that era of blind marriages, she received rare love.
She used to think her mother was disappointing. Her mother turned a blind eye to her father's affairs outside. As long as her father was not brought home and the illegitimate child did not compete with her for the family property, her mother could tolerate it.
…
No matter what era or age, no one can resist someone who is excellent and truly loves them.
Her heart beat fast when she thought that Pei Zhiting might have really liked her for a long time.
She kicked his leg and said, "Move in a little."
Pei Zhiting was extremely excited, but he could only suppress it, "Why are you here?"
Song Xijiao lifted the quilt and lay down, pulling his arm over to use as a pillow, "I can't sleep."
Pei Zhiting reached out to turn off the light, but Song Xijiao stopped him.
"Don't turn off the lights."
“…”
"Tell me, when did you start to have a crush on me?"
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