Chapter 250 Extra: Tan Cheng x Cen Wenxing (02)
The next morning, Tan Cheng received a call from his mentor.
My supervisor had some incorrect experimental data and I asked for his opinion.
Tan Cheng listened with his eyes down and saw Cen Wenxing reflected in the glass door.
The air conditioning was very strong in the room, and he was only wearing his shirt.
There were ambiguous marks on her exposed neck and thighs.
Cen Wenxing stood there helplessly, like a little rabbit, not daring to go forward.
Tan Cheng replied to his mentor with a few words, saying that he would go to the school to check on the situation later. After hanging up the phone, he turned to look at Cen Wenxing.
Cen Wenxing stood up slowly, as if awaiting his judgment.
Tan Cheng opened the drawer, went to the bedroom, and placed two items in front of Cen Wenxing.
It's the same card.
The other thing is a key.
"Pick one."
"Does this key belong to my brother's family?"
"Um."
Cen Wenxing immediately grabbed the keys. "Then I want this! Can I move it in?"
Tan Cheng remained silent.
"If my brother doesn't say anything, then he agrees!"
Tan Cheng didn't answer, only saying that he had to go to school, and then ignored Cen Wenxing.
Cen Wenxing moved in just like that.
Everyone knows that Cen Wenxing is very fond of Tan Cheng.
He studied cooking techniques in order to help Tan Cheng.
The hands of violin players are either cut or burned.
She was still all sweet and affectionate, raising her hand and saying, "I'm someone who's been hurt because of my brother."
Regardless of wind or rain, they are available whenever needed.
To please Tan Cheng, he even ordered Tan Cheng's friends around.
Once, at a class reunion, Tan Cheng left his phone on the table. Someone played a prank and used Tan Cheng's phone to send a message to Cen Wenxing, saying that Tan Cheng was drunk and had a stomachache, and asked him to buy stomach medicine and bring it over.
It's an hour's drive from Ningbo University to the bar, but Cen Wenxing brought the medicine over in half an hour.
When they arrived and found out it was a prank, even though she was unhappy, she didn't show it on the spot. Instead, she tugged at Tan Cheng's clothes and whispered, "It's good that your stomach is okay."
Tan Cheng looked at him with a cold expression.
"You can do this too?"
Cen Wenxing slowly loosened his grip, timidly.
"I was worried about you..."
Yun Jingdu couldn't stand it anymore. "It's those brats' fault, why are you yelling at them?"
Tan Cheng said nothing and pulled the person away.
Yun Jing turned around and scolded the two who had played the prank.
"He's just an innocent kid, stop making fun of him."
The atmosphere suddenly turned a bit cold.
Yun Jing also knew that the reason this group dared to play such a prank was ultimately because Tan Cheng had slighted Cen Wenxing.
He's lecturing people here, overstepping his bounds.
Tan Cheng is quite human in other respects.
How come in this matter...
Are you being foolish?
Someone tried to smooth things over, saying, "They're just envious of Tan Cheng for having such a child; he practically dotes on him."
"This is not as fragrant as Gong Yingrui."
"Yes, yes, yes."
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On the way back, Cen Wenxing remained silent, his face turned towards the window.
Tan Cheng suddenly spoke up, "Want to go to Vienna?"
"What?"
Vienna.
Cen Wenxing looked at Tan Cheng, still seemingly not understanding.
Tan Cheng said, "My aunt is also a violinist. I can have her write a letter of recommendation so you can study there."
A light shone in Cen Wenxing's eyes, but he quickly lowered them again.
"Vienna is far away."
Tan Cheng: "Go if you like it."
Cen Wenxing leaned closer. "Are you just trying to comfort me?"
Tan Cheng remained silent.
Cen Wenxing's eyes sparkled with laughter as she took his arm.
"You're just trying to fool me! Brother, your way of fooling people is so clumsy! Who's your aunt?"
"Yu Ni".
Cen Wenxing covered his gaping mouth in shock, repeatedly asking in disbelief.
"Yu Ni? That violinist, the one with perfect pitch, Teacher Yu?"
"You have one too."
"How can that be the same! Oh my god! Brother, do you know how amazing she is? You know... she's actually your aunt! Oh my god, if only I had known sooner..."
"Would you have known what to do sooner?"
"If I had known sooner, I would have been nicer to my brother! I would have asked him to beg Teacher Yu for guidance, to let me audit her class. Brother, you don't know how precious Teacher Yu's recommendation letter is. You used that to coax me this time, so sincere. I forgive you for being mean to me earlier!"
Tan Cheng asked, "Want to take her class?"
"Mmm!"
"Let me ask my aunt."
"Brother, you're so kind!"
Cen Wenxing threw herself into his arms and kissed him, looking as sweet and affectionate as a White Rabbit candy.
Tan Cheng didn't think there was anything to be happy about.
The aunt has very high standards. Even if he brings someone there, whether or not they can attend the class depends on Cen Wenxing himself.
Fortunately, Cen Wenxing lived up to expectations.
He was as happy as a little sparrow, chirping and twittering, attributing all the credit to Tan Cheng.
Although Tan Cheng told him it was his own ability.
He still insisted, "It's all because of Brother Cheng who gave me this opportunity!"
Cen Wenxing was particularly happy. At the beginning of the year, he got up early in the morning to cook a large table of dishes and entertain Tan Cheng's friends.
Busy with work, running around inside and out.
Yun Jing stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and nudged Tan Cheng with her elbow.
"Don't think about the math problems in your head yet. First, calculate how long it will take your child to prepare this meal tonight."
Tan Cheng: "No need to calculate, I've been seeing it since last night."
"He loves you, it's so obvious. Didn't he get angry with you about what happened last time?"
"No."
A phrase flashed through Yun Jing's mind: "A lover without a temper."
Do you love him?
What are you trying to say?
Don't you think he's pitiful?
Tan Cheng turned his head and looked at Cen Wenxing, who was standing in the corner clapping for the others.
Yun Jing: "A perfectly good violinist, cooking for you, and you don't even care about her."
"You feel sorry for me?"
Yun Jing was so angry she almost laughed. "What do you mean by that? Do you think I would still care about you? Whether you're in his shoes or yours, I have to advise you to let go. It's been going on for quite a while."
Tan Cheng remained silent.
But he did take Yun Jing's words to heart.
She was shocked to realize that her relationship with Cen Wenxing had gone too far.
As it happened, the mathematical modeling project required him to devote unprecedented energy. Tan Cheng then focused all his attention on it.
Cen Wenxing keenly sensed his coldness.
She no longer runs up to him like before, buries herself in his arms, looks up with her pretty little face, and calls him Brother Cheng.
He would stand awkwardly a few steps away, looking at him hesitantly.
During the dinner, when he came to give him his phone, he didn't even look him in the eye.
Head bowed, revealing the soft top of her hair.
"Brother Cheng, you haven't been home in so long."
"I'm very busy."
"How is your mathematical model going?"
"smoothly."
"Oh, then I'll be going."
"Um."
Tan Cheng watched him leave.
His thin figure really made him feel a bit pitiful.
He took some time to go back, but Cen Wenxing wasn't there.
He asked his aunt, and she said that Cen Wenxing practiced the piano at her place.
"Tell your aunt the truth, is the reason this child is with you because he looks like Gong Yingrui?"
Tan Cheng remained silent.
“Every time I teach him, I feel guilty, I feel guilty for you!”
Therefore, they put in much more effort than others!
"He loves the violin, stop making him cook! He always comes with cuts on his hands!"
Tan Cheng listened silently and then agreed.
After hanging up the phone, he sent a message to Cen Wenxing, telling him not to go into the kitchen again.
It took a very long time before I received a reply.
【oh】
Tan Cheng looked at the person who already disliked words and preferred mathematics, and found the words even more jarring.
Apart from Cen Wenxing, Tan Cheng had no one else around him.
He didn't understand why a folk dance had suddenly appeared, and he kept saying that Cen Wenxing was inferior to him.
"What's so great about him? Although he's a tiny bit better looking than me, is he as flexible as me? Does he know as many poses as I do? I'm a student of folk dance!"
Before he could speak, Zhou Chong stepped forward and berated the man mercilessly, shielding the innocent Shan Qingshan behind him as if afraid that Shan Qingshan would suffer any injustice.
The question from Yunjing suddenly flashed through Tan Cheng's mind—
Do you love him?
Do you love me?
If you love me, why didn't you refute it just now?
Even the brain, capable of processing massive amounts of data, cannot handle this problem.
He goes home even less often.
His aunt often sent him videos of Cen Wenxing practicing the piano.
When Cen Wenxing plays the violin, he shines brightly, full of vitality and energy.
When Tan Chengfei was having fun, he saw a beautiful handmade violin. He didn't know anything about it, so he asked his aunt and learned that Cen Wenxing was still practicing the violin despite having a high fever.
He called Cen Wenxing and asked him to go back.
Cen Wenxing refused.
Tan Cheng then had his aunt suspend his classes and used his violin as a hostage.
Cen Wenxing gritted his teeth and had no choice but to put down his zither and go back.
I bought fever-reducing patches on the way home and wandered around until I reached my doorstep.
I entered the password again.
Error displayed.
ah……
I still can't remember it.
"Password... Tan Cheng's birthday..."
Cen Wenxing took out his phone and searched.
After obtaining the result, I entered the password for the gate.
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