Chapter 16 Take Me
After the bus arrived at the school that day, Li Zimai was picked up by his family. He didn't go to class or return to the dormitory for the next week. He only sent Cheng Che a message: "I'm taking a few days off. If you have any questions about the design class, please message me."
When Li Zimai was not in the dormitory, Cheng Che and Yang Mingxi hardly spoke to each other. Only at eight o'clock every night would there be a little sound in the dormitory, which was the sound of Yang Mingxi's live broadcast.
After Cheng Che showed up in the live broadcast room on the day of moving to the dormitory, fans would always ask in his live broadcast room, "Is my roommate here?" Yang Mingxi didn't dare to invite Cheng Che to join the live broadcast, so he could only pretend to move the camera casually every time Cheng Che passed by his seat to hype it up.
Cheng Che checked his phone five times in one day without receiving any messages. He forced himself to focus on the drawings. After a while, he picked up his phone and checked it again.
The [Centi] column is still stuck on the word [Good].
Duan Rui: Are you free tomorrow? Let's go out for dinner.
During the week that Cheng Che returned to school, Duan Rui asked him out several times. Either Cheng Che had classes or Duan Rui had to work overtime, so the dinner plans fell through every time. Finally, it was the weekend, so Cheng Che naturally agreed.
[Li]: Cheche, I'm in the dormitory. I'm back. Do you want to come over to my place?
Cheng Che was just about to open CAD to work when he received a message from Li Zimai. This person either bombarded him with hundreds of messages a day, or didn't send a message for several days.
Why should I reply as soon as he sends a message? Cheng Che thought awkwardly. He simply put the phone screen back on the desktop and continued to open the Tianzheng software.
[Li]: I was in the hospital and just came back today. Why don’t you come and see me?
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Cheng Che turned off the computer and said to Yang Mingxi, "I'm going out for a while."
Yang Mingxi said "Oh" and said goodbye to him.
The barrage of comments filled the screen: [Why is this little brother so happy? Is he going to see his girlfriend? ]
His "girlfriend" Master Li was waiting eagerly at the bottom of the apartment building. After waiting for half an hour, he finally waited for his Che Che. He almost wanted to give her a bear hug as soon as he went up to her, but was perfectly avoided.
"Don't you miss me?"
Li Zimai complained aggrievedly, "You didn't even send me a message to ask me what was wrong. I was clearly sick when we broke up that day."
Cheng Che said bluntly, "Don't be so pretentious."
The true anti-hypocrisy master, Che.
Li Zimai's enthusiasm was completely extinguished. He sighed and said, "Brother Che, you are too cold-hearted. You don't even know how to feel sorry for others."
Cheng Che looked him up and down, and after confirming that he was healthy and energetic, he said, "I'm going back to drawing."
"Hey, don't go. I made dinner. Eat first."
Cheng Che followed him to the apartment with some doubt, and found that there were indeed several dishes on the table, and they looked quite good.
This was certainly not Li Zimai's masterpiece, but a meal freshly prepared by the aunt sent by his family to take care of him. As soon as the meal was ready, Li Zimai politely asked the aunt to go home from get off work, successfully offering a favor.
"Aren't you going to ask me what I've been doing these days?"
"Well, go ahead."
"I'm in the hospital."
"You said it."
"Do you know what's wrong with me?"
Cheng Che looked at him suspiciously, his intuition telling him that what he was going to say next was not what he wanted to hear. Sure enough, Li Zimai said, "My heart is sick. It likes someone very much, but that person doesn't like it. It is very sad, so it is sick."
Cheng Che put down his chopsticks and asked, "Is that person you're talking about me?"
Li Zimai didn't expect the confession to be so successful, and nodded immediately.
Cheng Che quickly took a few bites of rice and said, "The drawings are due the day after tomorrow. I've sent the information to your email. Are you free to work tomorrow?"
He obviously didn't take Li Zimai's emotional speech seriously.
Li Zimai lost all interest immediately, sat back down, and said sullenly, "I just got out of the hospital, and you want me to draw a picture?"
"Then I'll help you draw a little more. Please take some time tomorrow to see the results."
Cheng Che has great confidence in Li Zimai's professional ability, and all drawings will be sent to him for final confirmation.
Li Zimai was unhappy. He didn't clean up after dinner and lay on the sofa playing with his phone. Cheng Che politely washed the dishes and cleaned the restaurant. He knew that he couldn't eat other people's food for free.
"Cheche, will you sleep with me tonight?"
He walked around to the bar, propped up his arm, and stared at Cheng Che. "The doctor said my fever hasn't completely subsided yet, so someone needs to watch me tonight."
Cheng Che washed his hands and glanced back at him, "You really haven't cleaned up yet."
Li Zimai did have a fever, but it was not that serious. At most, it was a low-grade fever caused by a cold and unsatisfied sexual desire, and he would be fine after a day's sleep. He did not come to school this week entirely because of family matters, but this did not prevent him from taking advantage of the situation.
"You're guarding the squad leader, but not me. I'm also a patient. If I'm not careful, my life will be in danger."
Cheng Che still wanted to go, and the horse kept going. Li Zimai started coughing loudly in the back, pretending to cough, "Cheche... Cheche... I don't feel well... cough cough..."
"Can you stop pretending?" Cheng Che said helplessly, "I'll go back and get my computer to draw."
Li Zimai's face lit up with joy. He pulled him into the study and pressed him into the gaming chair. "Don't take the computer. I have one here. The software is all the versions you usually use."
The dual-screen desktop computer really caught Cheng Che's heart, and he had always wanted to replace it with a higher-speed machine.
"You can always come to my place to draw pictures in the future."
Li Zimai stuffed an access card into his trouser pocket and said, "This is the card for the apartment building. The password at home is 0816. Or I can record your fingerprint and facial unlocking."
"I don't want it."
He took out the card and returned it to Li Zimai, "Why would you give someone else the room card for your own room?"
Li Zimai's plan to invite someone to "live together" failed again. He threw the card on the computer desk and said listlessly, "It's so lonely living alone."
"You don't live in the dormitory anymore."
Li Zimai perked up instantly and continued to coax, "The dormitory is not comfortable to sleep in. The bed is not even as long as me. I have to sleep curled up every day. The hot water is not available 24 hours a day. The place is so small that I don't even have room to put my shoes."
This is indeed the truth. Cheng Che can see Li Zimai's feet hanging over the edge of the bed every night before going to bed. He always thought that Li Zimai's sleeping posture was touching.
Cheng Che said "Oh" and said nothing. He tried to avoid the topic. "Have you downloaded the file from your mailbox? I'll continue with that."
Seeing that soft tactics didn't work, Li Zimai decided to use force. He grabbed the armrest of the gaming chair, turned half a circle, squatted in front of Cheng Che, stared at him and asked bluntly, "Do you want me to go back and live with you?"
He used a declarative tone, and his frank eyes forced Cheng Che to not dare to look directly at him. Li Zimai did not allow him to look away, and pinched his jaw, asking again: "You said, if you want me to go back and live, I will go back."
Cheng Che said nothing. He tried to push away Li Zimai's hot hands, but found that he couldn't get away at all. Half of his face was quickly pinched red. Cheng Che said angrily, "Let me go."
Li Zimai sighed, then gently rubbed his chin and said softly, "Cheche, why are you so tender? It turns red when you pinch it."
Cheng Che was annoyed by him talking like this. Every time Li Zimai talked like this, his heartbeat would become uncontrollable, as if he was sick. This out-of-control mentality made Cheng Che subconsciously want to avoid him.
"I'll take this as your tacit agreement that you want me to move back in."
Li Zimai stood up and patted Cheng Che's head. "But don't go back for the next two days. After all, I'm a patient and need to recuperate."
For some unknown reason, Cheng Che felt much better. He opened the software and prepared to draw. Two computers were placed side by side. Li Zimai sat next to him and listened to him explain the drawings. The computer screen next to him was showing Li Zimai's WeChat, without caring that Cheng Che could see the interface.
【Cheche】is the only one pinned to the top.
For some reason, Cheng Che's face suddenly turned red.
Li Zimai came over and looked at his computer screen. "Have you changed the part that Teacher Zuo mentioned last time?"
"No...I was just about to ask you."
Cheng Che forced himself to look back. He opened the model, turned it around a few times, and pointed the mouse at a certain spot. "It doesn't match here."
Li Zimai became serious and focused, so even if the other person's palm accidentally pressed on his fingers, Cheng Che did not dare to interrupt.
Li Zimai's hands are big, with long fingers and distinct joints. When his hands are tense, the meridians on the back of his hands are clearly visible. His hands are strong and slender, and his fingers are a perfect match for the strings, beautiful and attractive.
"Okay, but we need to calculate the energy consumption later."
Cheng Che nodded and finally pulled his hand out. He clenched his fist awkwardly and rubbed it against the crotch of his pants, as if being touched by something hot.
Li Zimai smiled and asked, "Brother Che, do you listen to me so much?"
Cheng Che asked to learn very humbly, "I don't know much about this, can you teach me?"
Li Zi pushed further, "Then call me brother."
Cheng Che: "Get lost."
Li Zimai laughed and said, "Brother Che, how come you don't have any interest at all?"
Cheng Che didn't want to argue with him and wanted to study it on his own. Li Zimai finally took the initiative to ask Brother Che to answer his questions. While the two of them were studying, Cheng Che's phone vibrated several times. It was a message from Duan Rui asking him to have dinner.
Li Zimai frowned, "Are you going out to dinner with him tomorrow?"
Cheng Che nodded at him after reading Duan Rui's message.
Li Zi stood up with a bang, turned around a few times, and finally uttered a few words: "I want to go too."
"What are you going to do? You don't recognize..."
"I don't care. I want to go. Why don't you take me with you when you have something good to eat? I always think of you for all the good things."
Cheng Che: "I'm being treated to a meal by someone else, and I can't bring anyone else along."
Li Zimai came up with a solution: "Why don't I just pay my share? I've paid yours too."
"No, you can't come."
"I want to go. Take me with you, Brother Che."
Li Zimai acted like a spoiled brat, "What delicious food are you guys going to eat? Take me to broaden my horizons."
Young Master Li, whose shoes cost him 30,000 or 20,000 yuan, wanted to go out to a restaurant to broaden his horizons. Cheng Che was speechless about this and sent a message to Duan Rui: "My friend wants to come with me tomorrow, is that okay?"
Duan Rui: Sure. Are they male or female friends? Or do you have a girlfriend?
As soon as this news came, Li Zimai insisted on going with him no matter what. How could an ordinary friend speak in this tone and even care about whether Cheng Che had a girlfriend? There must be something fishy going on!
It turns out that Li Zimai's sixth sense is accurate.
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