Chapter 64 My Strange Roommate
"......"
The bedroom was quiet.
The air still smelled of disinfectant.
Shi Qingci's face was deep and serene under the dim light as he silently gazed at Cheng Jia, who was still fast asleep.
This was the first time I had really looked at this person closely since we met again.
Those years that left a deep and lasting mark on his youth...
fraud.
Cheng Jia's facial features are delicate and more defined than they were five years ago. His double eyelids are stretched taut by the swelling, and it's clear that he's still very handsome even after the swelling subsides.
The color of her lips was pale pink, almost white.
My lips are a little dry.
Her sleeping face looks so gentle, much more endearing than when she's awake.
Cheng Jia has a very stubborn temper.
This forced Shi Qingci, who was originally prepared to retaliate fiercely, to soften his mind again. Even though he was the victim, he compassionately gave in and forgave the liar.
Fortunately, the soft-heartedness only applied to Cheng Jia.
Otherwise, if Qing dynasty porcelain were everywhere, even a family with a vast fortune would be swindled out of everything.
Terminating the retaliatory plan was a sign of Shi Qing's soft heart.
Logically speaking, it was only right that he drove the swindler to the brink of despair.
Who can forgive a conman who steals their deceased father's inheritance?
It's only natural that he hates Cheng Jia.
In the dimly lit room, Shi Qingci said softly to Cheng Jia, "Think about it carefully, how much you didn't trust me back then. You didn't ask me for money when you were short of it, but you cooperated with my second uncle to steal the inheritance left by my father from me."
"You know perfectly well that my dad is my only family."
"...How could you be so heartless, Cheng Jia?"
"......"
Of course, a sleeping person won't answer.
Even when they did answer, there was nothing dramatic or dramatic about their reasons.
Cheng Jia was young at that time and really wanted to have wealth to pay off her debts.
So, he boldly followed Uncle Shi to do bad things.
When you're eighteen or nineteen, whose mind isn't a bit hazy?
Cheng Jia, a kid from a small town who had just graduated from high school, didn't understand corporate infighting. He would steal whatever he was told to steal, and betrayed Shi Qingci for a little bit of profit.
It wasn't really a betrayal, since his employer was Uncle Shi.
On the day he stole the USB drive, Cheng Jia had a strange feeling in his heart.
But my second uncle said this was the last time.
If you steal it, I'll give him two million.
Cheng Jia really wants money.
I'm terrified of being poor.
"......"
Cheng Jia's even and soft snoring could be heard from the bedroom.
Shi Qingci sighed and reached out to lift the blanket.
With her fingertips, she lifted Cheng Jia's SpongeBob SquarePants pajamas.
Cheng Jia's abdomen was covered with purple and blue bruises. The doctor applied a layer of ointment to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis. He looked at the ointment and the injuries and wanted to press the bruises with his fingers.
I think I'll pass.
It will probably hurt.
He then pulled down Cheng Jia's pajamas and tucked the blanket in.
Cheng Jia was sleeping soundly in the warm bed.
Thinking back on the years she had walked alone, and looking at Cheng Jia lying here covered in wounds, Shi Qingci's eyes inexplicably welled up with tears, for no reason at all.
I don't know if I should feel sorry for myself first.
I feel sorry for Cheng Jia first.
Shi Qingci is a few months younger than Cheng Jia. He used to call Cheng Jia "Brother Jia" when they were together. At that time, he felt that Cheng Jia would never leave him and trusted Cheng Jia a lot.
"...Can I still trust you? How should I treat you?" Shi Qingci, nestled in the blankets, touched Cheng Jia's hand and grasped it in her palm. "If you don't like me, why are you wearing that ring? I don't understand you, Cheng Jia..."
Cheng Jia gave him a sense of disconnect.
One moment she seems to like him, the next she's adamant about not wanting him.
Shi Qingci couldn't figure out what went wrong.
Pulling Cheng Jia's hand out from under the covers, Shi Qingci looked down and took out the white dove ring from the pocket of her coat close to her heart.
They bought it from a street vendor near the school gate five years ago.
It's uncertain whether it's pure silver.
He turned to look at Cheng Jia's face, lowered his head and pursed his lips, then put the ring on Cheng Jia's ring finger.
The ring is a little small; Cheng Jia's hand is a bit bigger than it was five years ago.
When you put it on at your joints, it becomes difficult to push it down.
But it looks good wearing it like this.
Shi Qingci placed Cheng Jia's hand in his own palm, took out his phone, and took a picture of their intertwined hands.
He then put away his phone and kissed Cheng Jia's hand.
The biggest regret of these five years apart is that he and Cheng Jia didn't take any photos together during the two years they were in the same school.
After Cheng Jia disappeared, Shi Qingci searched through all the storage on her phone and computer.
I couldn't find a single group photo.
Looking at Cheng Jia's hand again, he then took off the white dove ring.
Put it back in the coat pocket.
The size is no longer suitable, and besides, Cheng Jia doesn't wear it.
It's better to keep the Qing porcelain yourself.
I won't give it to Cheng Jia.
“Next time we meet, I won’t bully you anymore,” Shi Qingci said softly, putting Cheng Jia’s hand back under the covers. “I will follow you, even if you don’t want to see me.”
He got up and left Cheng Jia's room.
In the living room.
Lin Baiyue sat on the sofa and looked at the time.
Wasn't it supposed to be three minutes?
It's been 15 minutes already, aren't you coming out yet?
What are they doing inside?
I can't take advantage of Cheng Jia while she's asleep...
That can't be that bad.
"Click." Shi Qingci closed the bedroom door, her face as cold and stern as ever.
"I'm leaving. Take good care of him."
Lin Baiyue stood up nervously: "Okay, okay."
“Tell me when he finds a new job,” Shi Qingci said.
Lin Baiyue watched the person leave the entrance hall: "Okay."
"......"
Once it's confirmed that this person has left.
Lin Baiyue rushed into Cheng Jia's bedroom, making sure Cheng Jia's clothes were still neat and that Cheng Jia was fast asleep. Lin Baiyue replaced the trash can with a new one and disposed of all the disinfectant cotton balls inside.
Remembering that Cheng Jia had a sensitive nose, he sprayed some air freshener into the room.
When Cheng Jia woke up, he said he couldn't sleep and had cleaned the house.
I casually applied some anti-inflammatory medicine to Cheng Jia's belly.
This can cover up any traces that someone has been in the bedroom.
Lin Baiyue is very meticulous in her work.
Absolutely foolproof.
*
Cheng Jia spent the next few days recovering from her injury.
The gums gradually healed, the swelling in the eyes subsided, and the bruising in the abdomen slowly faded, leaving only a few blue marks. The knees also scabbed over and did not affect daily activities.
It was a Tuesday noon.
Cheng Jia has recently started going to bed early and waking up early. She gets lured out of her bedroom by the aroma of food just after 11 a.m., and she has even lost the habit of staying in bed.
"Holy crap," Cheng Jia stared dumbfounded at the dozen or so golden hairy crabs on the table. "You, you've really struck it rich lately?"
Lin Baiyue has been making him various nutritious soups these days.
Cheng Jia had never seen some of the ingredients before, yet she could tell they were expensive.
He originally intended to suggest to Lin Baiyue that she didn't need to buy something so expensive.
He couldn't afford to pay when the cost of groceries was split among him.
But Lin Baiyue said that Jin He's business has been good recently, and he has met several music distributors. There is hope for him to release an album, and he also said that they have given him a lot of money.
so--
Now that Lin Baiyue has plenty of money, she wants to eat something nice.
He cooked a meal and then invited Cheng Jia to eat, without needing Cheng Jia to split the cost of groceries with him.
“Oh, of course it’s true,” Lin Baiyue said, wearing a light pink apron and turning to look at the kitchen doorway. “Go wash up, and you can eat after you’re done.”
Today's meal consists of four dishes, a soup, and hairy crabs.
The finest beef bones, when stewed, produce a milky white broth.
Cheng Jia took a spoonful and tasted it: "Holy crap, it's delicious."
"Is it good?" Lin Baiyue looked at him gently and smiled. "If you think it's good, then I'll make this soup again tomorrow. I've discovered that the soup base is also suitable for cooking noodles, and it can also be used to make hot pot."
"......"
Cheng Jia asked in surprise, "It doesn't feel like you've struck it rich. It's more like you've awakened some kind of system. You can get a large sum of money just by feeding your roommates?"
Seriously speaking, Lin Baiyue has been feeding him in all sorts of different ways lately.
Cheng Jia has gained three pounds in the few days since she started recovering from her injury.
"...Haha, you've been listening to too many novels," Lin Baiyue said hastily, changing the subject after Cheng Jia pointed it out. "Are you going to report to the sales office of Fuhua Garden next door? Is it this afternoon?"
Cheng Jia nodded: "Yes, I contacted their HR department yesterday and arranged to go over at 2:30 to familiarize myself with the property and market prices. If there are no problems, I will officially start work tomorrow."
“Oh, this job is pretty good,” Lin Baiyue chatted with him. “It’s only a three-minute walk from the company. If you do well, you should be able to earn a lot in commissions.”
Cheng Jia: "I don't know, I've never sold a house before, I'll give it a try."
"Jia-ge, keep it up! I'll make you bone broth noodles tomorrow. Do you still want hairy crabs? How about I make you spicy stir-fried crabs tomorrow?" Lin Baiyue habitually noted down Cheng Jia's food preferences.
As long as Cheng Jia is fed.
His album will be released smoothly.
Cheng Jia paused in her crab roe-eating motion: "Damn, Lin Baiyue, you've been acting really strange lately. You said you wanted to eat this and would treat me to some, but you've been cooking it exactly what I like, feeding me all sorts of things. What are you trying to do?"
"Huh?" Lin Baiyue raised an eyebrow and shook her head, suppressing her panic as she explained, "No, you're overthinking it. I like to eat it myself."
Was his record too obvious?
We need to be careful going forward.
Fortunately, Cheng Jia was focused on eating the hairy crabs and didn't pay attention to these things: "Okay, as long as I have something to eat, it's fine. If it's too expensive, you should save your money."
"It's okay, I have money, you don't need to worry about it." Lin Baiyue peeled the crab for Cheng Jia.
He took good care of their every need, from food and clothing to shelter and transportation.
Lin Baiyue even washed her clothes and hung them in Cheng Jia's wardrobe.
He even wanted to buy Cheng Jia a few new outfits.
But Cheng Jia refused.
Cheng Jia increasingly felt that his roommate was strange.
I don't understand.
"......"
2:30 p.m.
The lobby of the sales office of Fuhua Garden.
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