Chapter 57 No Customers
Cheng Che finally recovered after three days of intravenous drips in the hospital. During this time, Zhou Xumao and others came to visit him once. Li Zimai was afraid of disturbing Cheng Che's rest, so he sent them away quickly. Cheng Che felt very guilty, thinking that Gu Wei had finally come back, but he ruined their party.
Li Zimai comforted him: "...It's okay, don't take it to heart, there will be opportunities in the future."
Cheng Che said nothing and just looked out the window silently.
Li Zimai sat down beside the bed, held his hand, and asked him, "What's wrong? Don't you want to talk?"
Cheng Che didn't look at him. Under the burning gaze, he whispered, "... these past few days... thank you."
Li Zimai held up his face, forced him to look at her, and said seriously: "Don't thank me. I'm your boyfriend, and it's my duty to take care of you."
Cheng Che turned his head and responded weakly. During the two days he was sick, he was unusually silent except when he was asleep and when he was awake.
Li Zimai watched him take the medicine, and then he began to reflect on himself: "It's all my fault for bothering you that morning. I took you to the party even though I knew you were tired. At night, we were still enjoying the breeze on the mountain. You were sleeping so soundly and I didn't notice anything was wrong. I..."
Cheng Che covered his mouth and shook his head, "It's not your fault."
Seeing that his mood had calmed down, Li Zimai hugged him and said, "If you feel uncomfortable in the future, tell me directly, okay? Don't hold it in. If you are sick, you should tell me."
Cheng Che rested his head on his shoulder, "...Don't be so nice to me."
"Is it okay if I take care of you for two days? Then you cook for me and do housework every day, and I don't even complain. Should I call you an ungrateful person?"
Li Zimai kissed him and said seriously, "Baby, I've already told you I'm yours. You can do whatever you want to me. Don't be polite."
Cheng Che was silent and depressed.
The doctor came in to check and gave some precautions, especially that Cheng Che should not overwork recently, as this would make his body's resistance even weaker.
Li Zimai called Teacher Zuo and told him politely: Cheng Che had been suffering from severe illness recently and is now in the hospital.
Teacher Zuo was very frightened and quickly told Li Zimai to take good care of Cheng Che. He would let the graduate students finish the studio project and asked Cheng Che to have a good rest before coming to the studio.
After Li Zimai hung up the phone, he saw Cheng Che glaring at him. He sighed and explained, "Teacher Zuo wants free labor. If I can't get you, I'll get you. I know the project is good, but you don't need to work so hard. There will be opportunities in the future."
Cheng Che defended himself: "Teacher Zuo paid my salary."
"How much did he pay you? Two thousand yuan can do..."
Li Zimai shut up. His two thousand yuan and Cheng Che's two thousand yuan had different meanings.
"Okay, okay, you heard it just now. I told you to rest up before going. It's not like I won't let you go. It just so happens that my birthday is coming soon. Can you just rest at home before then?"
Li Zimai's birthday is coming soon. Two months ago, he had been warning Cheng Che, asking for a gift, both explicitly and implicitly, a thoughtful gift, the kind that money can't buy.
Cheng Che shrank back into the quilt, pretending not to hear.
Li Zimai also lay down and wanted to hug him.
This is an ordinary single room. In addition to a single bed, there is also a small sofa next to it that can seat two people. Li Zimai slept on the small sofa for the past two days with half of his legs hanging outside.
Cheng Che didn't want to stay in the hospital and wanted to go back, but he refused. Cheng Che asked him to go back and rest on his own, but he refused.
"Can we go back now?"
"Can we go back tomorrow? The doctor said we still have half a bottle of water left to drink by night." Li Zimai coaxed, "Be good, baby. We'll go back after you've recovered."
After a while, Cheng Che finally spoke: "...I'll transfer the money to you."
Li Zimai was not very happy. It was fine that Cheng Che could calculate the expenses normally, but at this time he still wanted to settle the accounts with him. Originally, Gu Wei arranged a VIP room, but Li Zimai was afraid that he would feel burdened when he woke up, so he specially asked Gu Wei to change to an ordinary single room. This was the bottom line, but Cheng Che still wanted to settle the accounts with him.
The same thing happened with the last mobile phone. A few days after I bought it, a sweeping robot appeared at home. Lizimai checked the price online and found that it was indeed the same price as the mobile phone. Cheng Che seemed to always be settling accounts with him, and he knew the exact figures.
Li Zimai said aggrievedly, "Cheche... could you please not be so calculating with me? It's like... like you're going to break up with me at any moment."
The light in the ward was too dim, and Cheng Che's face was hidden in his arms. Li Zimai couldn't see his expression clearly. He seemed to hear him say "hmm", but there seemed to be no response.
In the next few days, Cheng Che really did nothing. Li Zimai confiscated his computer, forbade him to go near the kitchen, and forbade him to do housework. He was fed with unpalatable nutritious meals every day and treated Cheng Che as his pregnant wife.
Every day, Cheng Che watched him make terrible dishes and sluggishly clean the kitchen. Several times, he couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to do it for him. Li Zimai would then sternly complain, "You look down on me."
Lizimai's obsessive-compulsive disorder is perfectly reflected in housework.
"How's it going? Have your skills improved today?"
Cheng Che nodded hesitantly, "...Okay."
Li Zimai said with a sullen face, "Alright, stop forcing it."
He stood up to clear the dishes when Cheng Che suddenly grabbed his hand, walked around the table and hugged him. Li Zimai was immediately distracted, but he didn't dare to touch him. He said cautiously, "...What's wrong?"
Cheng Che raised his eyes and stared at him. After thinking for a moment, he pretended to be calm and said, "...I, I want to use you today."
After returning from the hospital, Li Zimai was very well behaved. He didn't touch me when sleeping, and even the goodnight kiss was just a simple kiss without even sticking out his tongue.
As expected, Li Zimai said in a very gentlemanly manner: "Xiao Maimai is not accepting customers recently."
Cheng Che lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Li Zimai quickly put his arm around his waist and explained, "Cheche, bear with it. The doctor said you need to rest. You've been too tired recently."
Cheng Che certainly knew the reason, but he just wanted to be intimate with Li Zimai, otherwise he would always feel uneasy for no reason.
Seeing Cheng Che remained silent, Li Zimai said anxiously, "Don't overthink it. We should listen to the doctor. I'll take care of you after you've rested well, okay?"
Cheng Che showed no expression and simply said, "I just have a fever, it's not a serious illness."
Li Zimai quickly covered his mouth and said sternly, "Don't talk nonsense. It's not a serious illness. You're fine."
Cheng Che's brows were tightly knitted together, and his eyes were staring at him darkly. Li Zimai suddenly felt something small, soft and warm brushing lightly against his palm. When he realized what was happening, he was completely shocked - Che Che actually, actually licked him.
Li Zimai ran away, hurriedly cleaned up the dishes and hid in the kitchen. He washed the dishes for an hour before coming out. When he came out, he saw that there was no one in the living room and the lights in the room were off. He then breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that if Cheche seduced him like this every day, he would die in bed.
When Li Zimai lay down on the bed, Cheng Che was already sleeping with his back to him. He was so bored that he wanted to play with his phone. Just as he opened the game interface, a warm hand touched his waist.
.......
Cheng Che hurriedly wiped his face. Li Zimai held his hand and kissed him, "Okay, baby, can we go to sleep now?"
Cheng Che hid back in the quilt with a red face. After a while, he heard the voice of Li Zimai in the bathroom. The panic in his heart did not subside at all, but became more and more intense.
The next day at noon, Li Zimai asked to go home and stay for a few days, saying that many relatives had come to his house recently and he had to go home to greet all his aunts and uncles.
Cheng Che really wanted Che Che to go home with him, but after hinting several times, the other party didn't respond, so he gave up the idea and compromised: "Then I'll pick you up on Saturday. You have to come to my birthday, right?"
Cheng Che didn't say anything. Li Zimai lowered his limit again: "...It's okay if you come as my friend. Gu Wei and Zhou Xumao should also come..."
Cheng Che didn't answer directly, but only said: "I want to go back to see grandma these days."
Li Zimai suppressed his smile, the corners of his mouth drooped slightly, and even his eyes lost some of their arc.
"...it's just right that you're home, so I'll go back for a few days too..."
Li Zimai said: "Did you do this on purpose?"
Cheng Che pursed his lips and said nothing.
The air was cold and choking for a few seconds, but Li Zimai finally gave in. Cheng Che never mentioned his family affairs and never thought of taking him home. Li Zimai knew that Cheng Che had his self-esteem and pride, but he always felt depressed and helpless for no reason.
"...I'm sorry, baby. I spoke too harshly. Please don't be angry."
Li Zimai pinched Cheng Che's face and said casually, "Then I'll take you back later and pick you up on Saturday, or... or you have to stay for a long time..."
Cheng Che was about to say something when Li Zimai interrupted him again, "It's okay to stay longer. You can spend more time with grandma, but don't get hurt again, okay?"
Cheng Che was speechless. He seemed to gradually understand the reason for the growing anxiety in his heart.
Li Zimai took out a box from the room, put it in Cheng Che's bag, and instructed: "Last time when I was shopping with my mother, I saw this string of pearls that looked very nice, so I bought one for grandma. You can bring it back to her and see if she likes it."
Cheng Che recalled that time when he was talking to his grandmother on the phone, the old lady was crying and complaining that her pearl necklace was broken and several pearls had fallen out and could not be found, and she was very sad.
That pearl necklace was a dowry left to Grandma by her mother. She had never worn it when she was young, working on the farm, and only wore it when she moved to town and had big weddings. Cheng Che consoled her for a long time that day, saying he would buy her a more beautiful one and leave her great-grandmother's necklace at home for safekeeping.
At that time, Li Zimai didn't say anything, but he kept it in his mind and bought her a pearl necklace.
Cheng Che lowered his head, his eyes inexplicably sore.
Li Zimai half-knelt on the carpet, held his hand, and said in a fierce manner, "This is a gift from me to my grandma. You are not allowed to transfer money to me again, and you are not allowed to buy other things to pay for it, otherwise I will really be angry."
Cheng Che nodded and said "thank you" softly.
Li Zimai leaned against his legs and sighed, "I wanted to give it to grandma myself, but I can't leave, so I have to trouble you to do it for me."
What's the point of not being able to leave? It's obviously Cheng Che not wanting to take him home. He always gives Cheng Che a way out and always takes care of Cheng Che's sensitive emotions.
"...Lizimai, you..."
Come home with me.
But Cheng Che didn't want Li Zimai to see his terrible home and his terrible so-called guardian, so he finally swallowed his words back, his throat so tight that it hurt.
Li Zimai concealed his depressed mood, took Cheng Che's hand and said, "Let's go, I'll take you home."
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