Chapter 61 He is mine
Li Zimai picked up some food for Cheng Che, taking care of any hard-to-peel or hard-to-cut food and handing it over. Cheng Che held his hand and said uncomfortably, "Don't worry about me, just eat by yourself."
Li Zimai thought he was angry and explained in a low voice: "I didn't know he would come, I came to find you right away."
Cheng Che ate the beef on the plate, chewing it slowly for a long time before asking calmly, "Why did you mention someone else to me?"
Li Zimai was shocked. Was he angry or not? "Okay, okay...don't mention it."
Gu Wei sat across from him, understanding most of it. "A lot of high school classmates are here today. Why don't you go and clink glasses with everyone?"
The subtext is: Yang Yanning is just one of his high school classmates.
Cheng Che looked up at Gu Wei, who smiled at him and then said to Li Zimai, "Cheche doesn't drink, so you shouldn't drink too much either. Don't complain to me if you're disliked."
Li Zimai certainly knew that Cheche didn't like drinking. He hadn't touched alcohol for a long time and even quit smoking. Today he just took a few symbolic sips.
After Cheng Che finished eating the tender beef, Li Zimai immediately handed him water, but Cheng Che picked up the wine glass and clinked glasses with him politely, "Happy birthday."
At this beginning, everyone at the table came to clink glasses with Li Zimai, and the atmosphere gradually became heated. Li Zimai had many friends of all kinds, some playing the violin, some racing, some parachuting, and all kinds of topics went back and forth, and Cheng Che listened silently.
After a while, Yang Yanning also came over and sat diagonally across from Li Zimai. He raised his glass towards Cheng Che and said, "It's your first time meeting your new friend. Do you mind having a drink?"
Li Zimai refused directly: "He doesn't drink."
Yang Yanning smiled faintly and said, "You weren't like this before when I accompanied you to skip classes. How can you be so considerate now?"
Zhou Xumao beside him tutted his words and said sarcastically, "Everyone has a rebellious phase. Right now, only Cheche can make our Young Master Li behave himself. No matter how many years others pursue him, it's hopeless."
Zhou Xumao has always disliked Yang Yanning, even more than that little green tea girl Xu Sinian. At least the little green tea girl didn't try to monopolize Li Zimai, but Yang Yanning was different. Yang Yanning definitely wanted to monopolize Li Zimai. Even his childhood friends were on guard against him. After breaking up with Li Zimai, he pretended not to care and not to get entangled with her, but secretly he was asking about his ex everywhere. He would definitely be the first to know and interfere if anyone liked Li Zimai or dared to pursue her.
Yang Yanning joked, "How did I offend you that you have to play tricks on me like this?"
This is what Zhou Xumao hated the most about him. He was very good at pretending, and his pretense was flawless. Every time he said a few words to Zhou Xumao, he couldn't say anything back. If he said one more word, he would be considered a low-class bully.
Yang Yanning smiled and said, "You're not still angry, are you? It's been a long time. Can you be more generous? Didn't I call you back then? It was you who said you didn't want to disturb us..."
Li Zimai subconsciously glanced at Cheng Che, who was eating sweets bite by bite, as if he didn't care about the quarrel at the dinner table at all. Li Zimai remembered that Cheng Che didn't want to make their relationship public and didn't want to meet his family. Suddenly, a surge of irritation surged in his heart, and his face turned cold.
No one had ever seen such a scene. In the past, even when Li Zimai changed his partner, he would still speak to Yang Yanning openly. He would never be as cold and ungraceful as he is now.
After being silent all night, Cheng Che finally spoke and asked Li Zimai how to eat that strange meat.
Li Zimai peeled the seafood, cut it into small pieces and put it on his plate with a fork. His movements were very stiff and he didn't say anything. It was obvious that he was not happy.
Cheng Che took a bite, and Li Zimai knew from his expression that it wasn't tasty. He reached over with his hands, frowned, and said, "If it doesn't taste good, spit it out."
Cheng Che chewed it in small bites, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter. Li Zimai pinched his chin, insisting that he spit it out. Cheng Che pried his tiger's mouth open and said, "Don't pinch me."
His cheeks flushed again, and a subtle heat condensed in his eyes. He didn't know if it was because of being pinched or because of embarrassment, but Li Zimai suddenly lost his temper. He threw all the issues of whether to make it public or to meet the parents out of his mind. He leaned close to Cheng Che's ear and asked anxiously, "Baby, do you want to have sex with me when you go home tonight?"
His voice was filled with laughter again, so sweet that it tickled people's hearts. Cheng Che's eyes were full of his formal suit and tie, but his mind was filled with his obscene appearance in bed. His ears turned red uncontrollably, and even the discomfort of being stared at by that piercing gaze was much less.
After the dinner, Li Zimai, as the host, wanted to see the guests off. Cheng Che took advantage of his free time to find him and said that he would go back first and asked Li Zimai to sleep at home tonight and not have to go back to the apartment.
Li Zimai refused, "Then you come with me, and I won't go back. You can't let me stay alone today."
Cheng Che evaded the question by saying, "It's too late. I have to go see Teacher Zuo tomorrow."
Li Zimai hugged him and wouldn't let him go, "Are you angry? He and I really..."
Cheng Che interrupted him unhappily, "He doesn't have a name? Why don't you just say it out loud?"
"Are you really angry?"
Li Zimai looked down into his eyes, finding the emotion he was looking for, and said with a grin, "Our brother Che has finally made it. He's going to be jealous."
Cheng Che frowned and turned to leave. Li Zimai pulled him to a deserted corner and kissed him all over the place. Cheng Che lost his temper and leaned softly in his arms, breathing heavily, and scolded Li Zimai for being so annoying.
Li Zimai hummed and admitted that he was annoyed, and put his arm around Cheng Che's waist and said sweet words. The light from the fountain pool became brighter, shining on his profile, outlining a delicate and clear outline. Cheng Che looked up at him, but a kind of unspeakable anxiety and uneasiness rose in his heart.
He suddenly held Li Zimai's face and ordered Li Zimai to kiss him again, a fierce and passionate kiss. Li Zimai got excited and held Cheng Che's lips in a passionate kiss.
Cheng Che accepted his kiss, his half-awake eyes meeting the gaze that refused to leave him for a long time. The emotions that he had suppressed all night burst out uncontrollably. He grasped the back of Li Zimai's neck and declared his private ownership to the other side -
He is mine.
Yang Mingxi searched for Cheng Che for a long time but couldn't find him. This place was so huge that he even wandered into a concert hall. He originally thought it was a villa area where rich people lived, but he only recently learned from Zhou Xumao that such a large place actually belonged to the Jiang family, including the lake and the grass.
Yang Mingxi thought that it was really unfair for the second young master to live in the dormitory.
Bumping into Yang Yanning was an accident. His eyes were a little cold and seemed to be red. The moment he saw Yang Mingxi, he immediately restrained all his emotions and reminded him, "Looking for Cheng Che? Don't go."
Yang Mingxi was originally socially anxious, and was speechless when he was greeted in such an unfriendly tone.
Perhaps noticing his own unintentional gaffe, Yang Yanning politely apologized.
"It's okay, I'm not that sensitive."
Yang Mingxi walked around him, and Yang Yanning called him from behind, reminding him bluntly, "They are kissing, are you sure you want to go over there?"
Yang Mingxi really couldn't describe Yang Yanning.
He had no choice but to sit by the small bridge and feed mosquitoes, as if he was covering up for the two people who were having an affair. Not long after, the young couple came out. Cheng Che saw Yang Mingxi tilting his head unnaturally. Li Zimai was used to being shameless and even called out to Yang Mingxi, "Aren't you going to play with Zhou Xumao and the others?"
There was a special gaming building for young people here. Yang Mingxi felt uncomfortable going in. He had never seen those high-tech games before and didn't want to embarrass himself, so he made an excuse to go out and find Cheng Che.
Jiang Xun sent someone to call Li Zimai, saying that his uncle was waiting to talk to him. Cheng Che let go of his hand and said, "You go ahead. We'll go back first."
Li Zimai didn't try to persuade him to stay. "I'll ask Uncle Wang to take you back. You wait for me at home. I'll be back as soon as I'm done here."
Cheng Che told Li Zimai not to worry and that he could come back tomorrow. Li Zimai said nothing and did not refute him.
Yang Mingxi finally felt at ease in the car on the way home. He showed Cheng Che his phone and said, "Look at the photo I took of Li Shen. Isn't he really handsome? Men really need to look great in a suit, right? I want one too."
Cheng Che stared at the screen without saying a word. Yang Mingxi then realized that Cheng Che was in a bad mood. He must have been in a bad mood the whole night. Yang Mingxi thought that he was angry with his ex-boyfriend and brought up the saying that everyone has a past to comfort Cheng Che.
Back at the apartment, Cheng Che sat quietly on the sofa, with the TV on but no lights on. Yang Mingxi sent him a photo of Li Zimai holding his grandmother's hand, cutting a cake and blowing out the candles in a place filled with birthday presents.
The old man is over eighty years old, with gray hair combed into a neat bun. A pair of reading glasses on his cheekbones half cover the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. He is thin but not hunched like an ordinary old man. Even in such a still picture, he exudes elegance.
Cheng Che thought of his grandmother, always hunched over. Sometimes, she'd cough so hard she couldn't even straighten up, only leaning on the armrests to catch her breath. Sometimes she was optimistic, saying she wanted to live to see Cheng Che get married, and sometimes she was stubborn, saying she wanted to go to heaven to see the Buddha. Cheng Che didn't dare think about that day, only wishing time would slow down a little.
The phone went dark, revealing Cheng Che's expressionless face. After an unknown amount of time, the apartment's combination lock rang. Cheng Che looked up and saw the person in the photo appear in front of him, smiling warmly at him, "Cheche~ Your boyfriend is back."
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