Chapter 74 "I don't think I've ever heard you sing before..."
How can one describe Su Cheng's feelings at this moment?
Like holding a freshly baked egg yolk pastry, she gently twisted apart the layers of golden pastry with her fingers, finally tasting the warm, flowing center hidden deep inside.
That irresistible sweetness was her long-awaited ultimate goal; she became addicted to it, sinking deeper and deeper.
The cold autumn wind swept across the window, and Su Cheng hugged Yuanbao in her arms even tighter.
The kitten's fluffy, warm fur clung to her chest, rising and falling like a bulging hot water bottle.
She lowered her head, buried her cheek in Yuanbao's soft back, and rubbed against him, letting the warmth gradually seep into her heart and soothe her troubled soul.
Everything was already answered on the day we reunited.
The baby in her arms was like a love letter hidden for four years, filled with thoughts of love and tenderness she had never known.
During those four years when they were separated by distance and she was completely unaware of it, he loved her in his own way.
Or perhaps, from even earlier, in those moments she never noticed, his gaze had already been following her.
Two gazes that never met were silently enacting an untold solo performance on their respective paths of youth.
Su Cheng originally knew that the person she met on the rooftop was Jiang Muzhou.
Although she saved Yuanbao that day, her allowance was not enough to pay for the medical expenses. She returned home soaked to the bone, and her glasses were broken.
Her parents didn't scold her after learning about rescuing the cat; however, with the college entrance exam approaching, they were worried about her studies. They agreed to pay for the kitten's medical treatment first, but also made a deal with her: she had to devote herself fully to the final stage of her review.
She knew in her heart that it was time to settle down and not let all her years of hard work go to waste. But she just couldn't let go. After much pleading, her parents finally agreed to let her see the kitten one last time when she went to the hospital to pay the bill the next day.
However, at the pet hospital, the doctor told her that someone had already paid all the fees and decided to adopt the kitten. Her worries were finally relieved, and she left the hospital at her father's urging.
If she had stayed at the hospital a little longer that day, would she have had a chance to meet the person who adopted the kitten?
Will we then discover that the person in question is actually Jiang Muzhou?
Su Cheng raised her head, her gaze gently falling on the person in front of her.
Time flies, and seven years have passed since their first meeting.
In the beginning, during those three years when she wasn't even sure if she liked him, his every move could stir her emotions. The hazy feelings at least became the motivation for her to study hard, making her a better person during those days of burying herself in her studies.
After that, she kept him silently in her heart for four years. She dared not reveal this longing to anyone and spent that long time alone. Even though there was no pressure to go to college, time seemed to pass even more slowly.
They thought they would be separated forever, living their own lives.
Just as she was getting used to being alone, he broke through the hazy morning mist and reappeared.
Unlike the gentle and reserved boy in his memory, Jiang Muzhou four years later seemed to have become more vibrant, more flamboyant, and more dazzling.
Unlike the deep, all-encompassing pool, it is more like a volcano brimming with love, poised to erupt.
In those years when she didn't know she would meet again, she always regarded parting as the end of the story, and dared not label the years she walked alone as "missed opportunities".
After they each strive to become better people, fate brings them together once again.
People who are truly destined to be together will eventually cross the vast sea of people and reach each other again, no matter how time flows or how the world changes.
Like two converging streams, no matter how many mountains they meander around, they will eventually meet again.
Outside the window, the bright moon hung high, and its gentle light shone through the glass, softly falling on her shoulders.
Su Cheng caught a glimpse of Jiang Muzhou's phone screen lighting up out of the corner of her eye.
The timer showed that it was three minutes past ten o'clock.
Su Cheng lowered her eyes and muttered softly, "It's too late, I have to go back first."
She only got home in the early hours of yesterday morning, which already disturbed her parents' rest. She can't do that again tonight.
In addition, Mr. Su was quite critical of her for bringing the Decepticons home without telling him beforehand, so she had to hurry back and appease her father.
"Take the pear soup with you. Drink some if your throat still hurts." Jiang Muzhou said as he walked to the cabinet and took out a light gray thermos.
He lifted the pot lid, leaned slightly forward, and carefully scooped the still-warm pear soup into the kettle with his slender fingers holding the ladle.
As Su Cheng gazed at his focused back, her heart melted and melted.
She had no time to measure the depth of their feelings, who fell in love earlier, or who was more deeply involved; such calculations seemed meaningless at this moment.
I am so happy right now.
It wasn't just because her long-cherished crush had finally come true; it was more like a long-awaited confirmation that the world could sometimes be as gentle and beautiful as she wished.
The phone on the table vibrated twice more. Su Cheng reminded him, "It seems someone is trying to contact you. Do you want to check the message?"
"You take a look for me," Jiang Muzhou replied without turning his head, continuing his work with focused concentration.
Su Cheng was slightly taken aback, her heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.
Looking at her phone is a very private matter, so why would he entrust it to her so readily?
However, another voice gently echoed in my heart: Who could be sending this message so late at night?
Curiosity ultimately prevailed.
Slender, pale fingers reached for Pandora's box, feeling a cool touch on the screen before being stopped by the lock screen password.
Her almond-shaped eyes sparkled, and with a thought in mind, she boldly hypothesized and carefully verified her birthdate before entering it.
However, an incorrect password message popped up.
Su Cheng's ears burned slightly, and she immediately felt annoyed at her own blind confidence.
Her lips drooped, and she was about to look up and ask a question when Jiang Muzhou spoke: "The password is 0517, the day you saved Yuanbao."
As if he had guessed her thoughts, he chuckled and slowly added, "I originally wanted to use your birthday, but the system thought it was too simple and wouldn't let me set it."
Her pink-tinted little thoughts were precisely exposed, and Su Cheng's cheeks suddenly flushed red.
What's wrong with this person? Does he have eyes in the back of his head or something?
She couldn't help but wrinkle her nose and make a face at his retreating figure.
Just as Jiang Muzhou poured the last spoonful of pear soup into the thermos, he turned around without warning.
Su Cheng hurriedly composed herself, silently lowered her head, and pretended to be attracted by the draft statement that popped up on the screen.
She cleared her throat, feigning composure, and read aloud from the prepared text: "In response to the recent false rumors circulating online, Ms. Su Cheng and the Meet Stray Animal Rescue Station have commissioned Tiancheng Accounting Firm to conduct an audit of their accounts. All projects will be open and transparent, and subject to public scrutiny..."
"Tiancheng? Is it the Tiancheng from the Big Eight accounting firms?" Su Cheng blinked, the image of "Tiancheng Insurance" printed on Cheng Muye's business card flashing through her mind. Her tone became hesitant. "This...could it also be a business of the Cheng family?"
Hearing him bring up his family, Su Cheng raised her eyes and carefully asked, "So, has your relationship with them improved?"
"I suddenly realized something while editing the video." Jiang Muzhou put the thermos into the pink tote bag and looked back at her. "Using their connections and resources can indeed resolve the current public opinion crisis more quickly."
She opened her mouth, wanting to ask him if he had temporarily entered that circle because of her, and if he was truly ready to face his family again.
Her eyelashes drooped, casting a small shadow under her eyes.
Suddenly, I felt a warm sensation on the tip of my nose.
His fingers gently brushed across the bridge of her nose, a doting smile on his face.
"Don't overthink it. Use the connections you need, and take the shortcuts you can." His deep, peach-blossom eyes held a gentle tenderness as he spoke softly, "You and I are the same."
Through her gently trembling eyelashes, Jiang Muzhou saw that her almond-shaped eyes regain their bright luster.
Seeing her relieved, the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up slightly. He put on a dark brown knitted cardigan and walked towards the entrance. "Come on, I'll take you home."
Su Cheng nodded in agreement, then swiped her phone screen, instinctively trying to switch back to the WeChat home screen as usual.
This isn't her phone at all!
With a flutter of her eyelashes, she quickly pressed the lock screen button and casually handed the phone back to him.
But in his heart, he secretly memorized the unfamiliar foreign words written next to her profile picture: "Coisíní".
"I almost forgot." Su Cheng turned around and quickly walked across the living room, picked up the bunch of sunflowers, straightened the slightly curled petals, and then followed him out.
The moment the door opened, a gust of cold wind rushed in, lifting the hair on her forehead.
"Are you cold?" Jiang Muzhou stepped forward half a step, seemingly trying to shield her from the cold wind.
Su Cheng shook her head.
Knowing she was still recovering from a cold, she made sure to wear a thick knitted cardigan.
More importantly, standing beside him at this moment, the silent warmth growing in her heart had already built an invisible barrier for her.
Jiang Muzhou sighed softly, "That's a pity."
As the car drove into the night, soft melodies flowed from the stereo. Su Cheng was surprised to find that every song in the playlist was one of her favorite songs that she had listened to on repeat at different times.
Until the prelude to "Mercury" begins, a deep male voice gently sings: "The one who is so close yet so far, yet can never get close, is also waiting to meet you."
She vaguely recalled the first time she sat in the passenger seat of his car. At that time, she was also quietly listening to the same song, watching the colorful street scene outside the window rushing past, her thoughts rising and falling with it.
Time seemed to have completed a gentle cycle, but her state of mind had changed completely.
Su Cheng unconsciously began to hum along, her voice soft.
Jiang Muzhou beside him was focused on driving, a slight smile playing on his lips.
She suddenly tilted her head, "I don't think I've ever heard you sing before."
"Do you want to hear it?" The flowing neon lights fell on Jiang Muzhou's brow bone, making his eyebrows and eyes look particularly deep.
Su Cheng felt that there was something different about the person in front of her, but she couldn't quite put her finger on the change.
She looked at him earnestly with her clear eyes and nodded honestly: "I want to hear."
The car gradually slowed down and finally stopped in front of Su Cheng's courtyard gate.
A faint sense of disappointment swept over her; it seemed she wouldn't be able to hear it tonight.
However, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future.
She switched the bouquet and thermos to the same hand, freeing her hand to open the car door.
However, the hand that had just been freed up was suddenly grabbed.
When do you plan to move back?
The dim yellow light from the streetlights slanted down, falling into the corners of Jiang Muzhou's eyes and tinging them with a touch of scarlet.
The air after the rain was still damp and cool, but his palms were warm and soft.
He lowered his eyelids, his voice low and soft: "Separation anxiety, it's not cured yet."
At some point, the random playlist switched to a single loop, and "Mercury" started playing from the beginning.
"I'm mesmerized by your eyes..."
In the cramped space, Su Cheng's heartbeat gradually became erratic.
Their tender breaths mingled unconsciously, and his silhouette became clearer and clearer in their vision until they were only a hand's breadth apart.
Warm breaths brushed against her cheeks, and she seemed to be drawn by some kind of magic, completely lost in those eyes that were more dazzling than the Milky Way.
Someone suddenly knocked on the car window.
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