Chapter 90 Willing
Cheng Che couldn't describe his feelings and said awkwardly, "You like me because I look symmetrical."
Li Zimai brushed aside the loose hair on his forehead, raised his finger and poked his broken eyebrow, and said with a smile: "Your eyebrows alone are quite asymmetrical."
The broken eyebrow is caused by a small scar. The hair follicles are completely damaged and cannot grow hair. It is the same as the scar between Cheng Che's eyebrows. They were both caused by Cheng Lijia burning him with cigarette butts when he was a child.
Cheng Lijia always thought that Cheng Che was too delicate, prone to illness and had no future. One time, when she was drunk, she caught Cheng Che smoking and burned his face. Cheng Che struggled for a long time before his mother came back, but the two places had already been burned. Later, when he grew up, the scars gradually faded, leaving a light pink mark.
Cheng Che grabbed his hand, placed it on his chest, and called out "Li Zimai", but didn't say anything, just called out softly.
Li Zimai could hear his happy and joyful mood, so he lowered his head and kissed his forehead, then deliberately said, "Are you feeling particularly proud now? You have me under your control."
"...No."
After a few seconds, Cheng Che overturned himself in a low voice, "Okay, a little bit."
Li Zimai pinched his face and said narcissistically, "Do you know how many people like me? But I just love you so wholeheartedly. You can enjoy yourself slowly."
Cheng Che was also narcissistic: "There are many people who like me, and I... I also love you wholeheartedly, so you can be proud of it."
Li Zimai turned over and pressed him down, blocking his mouth and kissing him for a long time, then said to his lips, "Who taught you to use sweet words? You are getting better and better at coaxing me. You have no shame."
Cheng Che raised his chin slightly, extended a small part of his tongue to lick the mole on the tip of his nose, stared straight at Li Zimai, and said softly: "...Brother taught me."
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The luxurious suite on the top floor of the hotel has three rooms connected together with the bathroom, one for bathing, one for steam sauna and one for washing. The bathing area is a horizontal heated pool covering dozens of square meters. The floor-to-ceiling windows overlook the unique night view of Barcelona's urban planning. Cheng Che was stunned when he entered. He jumped off Li Zimai and stepped on the pool board to look at the window. His eyes were shining and he looked like he had never seen the world.
Li Zimai was relieved that it was worth it for him to take Cheng Che on a flight of more than ten hours. He had spent some time in Europe when he was a child, but he actually had no interest in Europe. He would rather find a hot spring in the mountains and stay at home to play games and fuck Che Che. But he wanted to take Cheng Che out more often to walk around and meet people, so he agreed to Zhou Xumao's couple's vacation.
When he finished washing, Cheng Che was still sitting there in a daze. He simply took Cheng Che away in the same position and said, "Can we check it during the day? It's time to rest."
Cheng Che was being helped to wash up by him, when he suddenly had the thought that he had been spoiled by Li Zimai. He said dejectedly, "If one day you don't want me anymore, you must tell me in advance."
I'll find a place to bury myself.
Li Zimai slapped his butt and said sternly, "What nonsense are you talking about? Don't be so pretentious at night."
Cheng Che turned around, put his arm around his waist and leaned against him, saying in a very low and trembling voice: "...Li Zimai, I can't leave you..."
He really couldn't live without Li Zimai, just like when he was a child he regarded his mother as his spiritual support. However, he was young at that time and had no control over life and death. His grandmother wanted him to live, so he lived that way. Now his grandmother is gone, and it was Li Zimai who saved him. He didn't know if he could still survive if Li Zimai was gone too.
Li Zimai knew that he would feel down and insecure from time to time, so she coaxed him countless times like this, "I can't live without you either. Thank you for staying with me. Let's be together for the rest of our lives, okay?"
Cheng Che nodded seriously and said that he loved Li Zimai the most, only Li Zimai. He finally dared to love him wholeheartedly, to give him all the love that he had not dared to express before, and to give himself to him.
After more than ten hours of flight and being worried about Cheng Che's health, Li Zimai woke up at noon, but there was no one in his arms.
Cheng Che was lying alone on the gray-brown railing. The sunlight penetrated through the clouds and mist, shining directly on him, outlining his tall and handsome back. He heard Li Zimai's footsteps and looked back. The dimples on his cheeks gave him a childlike innocence, which was more romantic than the light.
Li Zimai looked for a full ten seconds before he was sure that his Cheche was really brought back by him.
“You can see the Sagrada Familia from here!”
Cheng Che happily held his hand and pointed into the distance.
Li Zimai said cooperatively, "Wow, it's amazing that we can actually see it right here."
Cheng Che rolled his eyes at him and said speechlessly, "Can you please stop pretending?"
He slept too long on the plane and woke up very early. When he opened the curtains, he saw the church he had been longing for. He wanted to ask Li Zimai to watch it with him, but Li Zimai was sleeping like a dead pig, so Cheng Che gave up. The most important thing was that he had to turn off Li Zimai's alarm clock to prevent Li Zimai from getting up on time to supervise him to take his medicine.
After Li Zimai finished coordinating, he asked, "Have you taken the medicine?"
Cheng Che replied expressionlessly, "I drank it."
Li Zimai took out his phone and called to confirm with someone. Cheng Che saw that he couldn't deceive him and said dissatisfiedly: "I don't want to drink anymore. I feel sick every day after drinking."
Every burp he made tasted like Chinese medicine, and he was not allowed to eat spicy food, so Cheng Che's mouth felt very lonely.
Li Zimai's face turned cold, "You're not listening again."
Cheng Che didn't want to argue with him in the middle of the day, so he said nonchalantly, "I know I was wrong. I'll drink on time next time."
Li Zimai hugged him helplessly, "Can you be more obedient? I feel like I'm nagging you..."
Cheng Che bit the base of his neck in annoyance and declared war on him, "I'm really healthy. How about we fight? If I beat you, I won't have to take medicine anymore."
"Why don't you compete with me to see who can last longer? Maybe one day when I become impotent you can still beat me."
Cheng Che pulled his hair, "You're so annoying!"
He was no longer in the mood to enjoy the scenery. He walked away in his flip-flops without looking back. Li Zimai pulled him into his arms again and said, "Be obedient and take your medicine on time during this period. How about we eat hot pot when we get back?"
"Really?" Cheng Che raised his eyebrows and looked at him, half believing and half doubting.
Li Zimai laughed. "Is the trust between people so fragile that it can be tested over a hot pot meal?"
Cheng Che was finally satisfied. He jumped on him, hooked his hands around Li Zimai's neck and kissed him. "You said it, then let's go back and eat Dalongpao."
Dalongpao is an authentic Chongqing hotpot restaurant near the apartment. Ever since Jiang Xiaoqing gave him the hotpot ingredients, Cheng Che fell in love with this spicy and stimulating southern flavor and often invited Li Zimai to eat there on weekends. However, after he fell ill, Li Zimai banned all such stimulating foods.
Li Zimai held his butt and walked into the suite, making a request, "The tangy hotpot should be slightly spicy, that's the bottom line."
"The boss will say you're insulting Chongqing hotpot."
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When they packed up and went out, Zhou Xumao was standing at the door with dark circles under his eyes, looking like a bereaved man.
Li Zimai pulled Cheng Che back a few steps and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"
Zhou Xumao pounded the wall, "How did you sleep with Yang Mingxi before!"
"Don't talk nonsense! I've only slept with Cheche!"
Last night, Zhuang Kaiyue insisted on sleeping with Bai Ensui, saying that they girls wanted to chat in private. Zhou Xumao had to squeeze in with Yang Mingxi. As a result, Yang Mingxi snored like thunder all night long, and Zhou Xumao could hear it through a wall!
Cheng Che rarely understood him. "You can go to bed before him. He usually starts after 2 a.m. and has a high decibel sound every 20 minutes, which lasts for three minutes."
Zhou Xumao: “…”
It's really hard for you.
Yang Mingxi was completely unaware of his touching sleeping posture. He went out and asked innocently, "Brother Mao, did you sleep well last night? I thought it was great! This is the first time I've stayed in such a high-end hotel! You're worthy of being a rich man!"
Zhou Xumao: “…”
Thank you so much.
Gu Wei's academic conference had not yet ended, and he sent a message in the group saying that he would come to see them in two days, so the three couples went around Barcelona first.
Zhou Xumao had no interest in this place, he just came to find Gu Wei. Zhuang Kaiyue and Bai Ensui only went shopping in the mall and did not go shopping. Yang Mingxi was excited for a long time and then became dull because he could not walk at all!
Yes, it’s walking, it’s shopping, pure shopping.
Cheng Che did not take the car, but walked and looked around. He looked at the streets and buildings more carefully than when he was doing research for his coursework. He wanted to visit all of Gaudi's buildings in Barcelona.
At first, a few people were walking together, but later there were only four boys left, and later only Li Zimai and Cheng Che were left.
"...They are missing." Cheng Che said.
Li Zimai said, "Ignore them, we'll have fun on our own."
Cheng Che got angry when he saw him take out the thermos from his bag. Li Zimai was really like an old mother. She specially arranged someone to help him boil the medicine and even prepared an insulated box in the car. Even when he got out of the car, he would stuff the thermos into his bag so that he could carry it with him and take the medicine on time!
Now it was time, he took it out again and asked Cheng Che to drink, "Hurry up, let's go after you finish drinking it, it's too heavy to carry."
Cheng Che refused to drink the medicine and wanted to help him carry his backpack.
Li Zimai put the cup to his lips and said, "Didn't we agree that if you behave, we'll have hotpot when we get back."
Foreigners passing by seemed to smell medicine and thought Cheng Che was eating something unspeakable. Their expressions were very strange. Cheng Che took a deep breath, suppressed his nausea and drank the thing. Li Zimai gave him some candy and treated him like a child.
After drinking the medicine, Cheng Che watched him skillfully pack up the thermos, and suddenly remembered that when he first met Li Zimai, he didn't even know how to use the washing machine, and he had even broken the machine in the dormitory. Now it has become like this, Cheng Che suddenly felt guilty.
"What's wrong?"
Li Zimai saw that his expression was not right and quickly said, "Is it so bitter? Then let's go to the store to have some sweets?"
Cheng Che hugged him and said, "Don't take care of me like this. I'm obviously healthy."
"Okay, you're healthy, but we'll get even healthier if we take medicine!"
Cheng Che said gloomily: "...Li Zimai, will you be good to me forever?"
Li Zimai lowered his head and laughed at him, "Why are you acting so pretentiously before it's even night?"
Cheng Che immediately lost his composure and pinched his ear, saying that Li Zimai was annoying and always teasing him like this. Every time Cheng Che wanted to apologize or thank him, Li Zimai would do this to Cheng Che, making him completely unable to resist and forget his negative emotions.
They were in the courtyard of a coffee shop on the corner of the street. Someone passing by suddenly blew a whistle at them and said a few words. Li Zimai greeted the person and chattered something, but no one knew what he was saying.
Cheng Che was quite frustrated. Li Zimai could speak all the major languages, but the only language he knew was English, and he spoke it haltingly. Although he had no problem reading and listening to English, he just couldn't speak it. He didn't know whether he had mastered the essence of dumb English or if he had problems with his speech.
"What did he say?" Cheng Che asked.
"He said we were a good match and asked if we were married."
Cheng Che's ears immediately turned red, and he looked at the street outside awkwardly. There were few people here, the roads were wide, and there were foreigners everywhere. Cheng Che pretended that he and Li Zimai were the only two people on the street, holding hands, hugging and kissing at any time, thinking that no one was watching.
Li Zimai laughed and said, "Brother Che, are you embarrassed again?"
Cheng Che didn't let go of his hand, "...No. Foreigners are just so friendly."
"Now we are the foreigners."
Cheng Che: “…”
Li Zimai suddenly lowered her head and pecked his lips, staring into his eyes and asking seriously, "If our country ever allows two men to have a legal relationship, will you marry me?"
Cheng Che felt embarrassed by his stare and wanted to turn his head away, but Li Zi couldn't move it. She lifted his jaw and asked again, "Are you willing?"
Asking such an embarrassing question in public, Cheng Che's face suddenly turned red, and he answered in a low voice: "...Didn't I call you husband..."
Li Zimai was shot in the heart again.
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