Chapter 89 Shan Qingshan and Zhou Chong
"Brother Chong, that person you mentioned has joined the company. Do you want me to look after him for you?"
"No need, you don't need to worry about what happens next."
"Okay. Chong-ge, how about we get together for New Year's Eve?"
"No, I have something to do."
Zhou Chong watched Shan Qingshan emerge from the hospital, hung up the phone, and opened the car door.
Shan Qingshan asked, "Where to?"
"Let's go to the city library first. I need to look up some information. After we finish eating, come with me to the school to pick up some things."
"good."
The city library is very large, with three floors and a dedicated computer room for searching books.
For the first time, Shan Qingshan truly felt what the sea of knowledge was like.
Because they were in the library, Zhou Chong spoke in a low voice, almost whispering in Shan Qingshan's ear.
"The library here is very popular; sometimes you can even run into university professors. That door over there leads to the reading room. Besides books, there are also newspapers and magazines here. It was here that You Liang received his sexual awakening."
Shan Qingshan: ? ? ?
He ran into the adult section.
Zhou Chong took Shan Qingshan on a tour, borrowed two books, and then left.
Shan Qingshan flipped through it, "Astronomy?"
"For Zhou Shuo."
"He likes astronomy?"
"Yes, we also have a telescope at home. Are you coming to my house after the New Year? Last time was too rushed, and I didn't get to show you many things. My cat can also do backflips."
Shan Qingshan wasn't interested in the cat that did backflips.
"Go and wish Uncle Zhou and Aunt Zhou a Happy New Year."
Zhou Chong's lips curled up in a smile.
The difference between this life and the last life is huge!
I would never have gone there in my past life.
I'll be visiting his house for New Year's greetings for the rest of my life!
At noon, Zhou Chong took Shan Qingshan to a private hot pot restaurant, and the restaurant even provided ice cream after the meal. After lunch, on the way to school, Zhou Chong bought two cups of milk tea, scanned two shared electric scooters at the school gate, and took Shan Qingshan inside.
In Shan Qingshan's memory, only university campuses were ridiculously large; he never expected high school campuses to be so.
Zhou Chong led him on a tour, from the main road to the swimming pool, and then to the laboratory...
Finally, we went to Zhou Chong's classroom.
Zhou Chong leaned against the table and patted the surface.
"This is my seat, in the back row, by the window, in the hometown of the king."
"You've already graduated, but your seat hasn't been moved?"
"There's no rush. Come and sit down."
Zhou Chong pulled him to sit down, and then sat down next to him.
"I wish you were my classmate." Zhou Chong held his hand and said sweetly, "Then I'll hold your hand during class and after class. I want the whole school to know that you're my boyfriend."
Shan Qingshan broke free from his hand.
"You can't have a relationship too early."
"I've broken countless school rules, so one more won't make a difference."
"..."
Even if we go to the same school, I'll still be a year ahead of you.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Chong immediately went over and called him "senior."
"Why did you come to my place today, senior? Did you miss me, or did you know I missed you?"
"..."
Shan Qingshan avoided him.
Zhou Chong grabbed Shan Qingshan's hand, preventing him from dodging, and almost pushed him against the wall, getting into character.
Her voice was low and hoarse as she stared intently at him.
"Didn't you walk right into my trap? You can come here if you want, but leaving won't be so easy..."
Shan Qingshan's heart clenched.
It seems like we really did go to the same school.
He tried to back away as much as possible, pushing him.
"Stop messing around."
"Let me kiss you, and I'll stop making a fuss."
Zhou Chongshen's unfathomable eyes held an extremely aggressive glint.
After hesitating for a moment, Shan Qingshan slowly lowered his hand.
Zhou Chong was overjoyed and revealed a triumphant smile. Just as he was about to lean in, he heard Shan Qingshan ask, "Did you peek at the wishes I wrote down?"
He didn't believe that everything that happened today was a coincidence.
Zhou Chong froze.
"No."
He took the red ribbon out of his pocket.
"I tore it off."
That short time is not enough.
Afraid of being exposed, I glanced at it, confirmed it was from Shanqing Mountain, picked it, and ran away.
"I didn't make up those two wishes you made for Grandma and me to be healthy."
Shan Qingshan took it; it was written in his own handwriting.
I want to drink milk tea.
I want to know what ice cream tastes like.
I'd like to visit Zhou Chong's school.
I want to go to the library to see if the library has more books, or if Zhou Chong's family has more books.
Last point: I want to pay him back as soon as possible.
Zhou Chong looked at the red ribbon in his hand and felt a little heartache.
When he saw it, he didn't believe it.
I don't believe anyone's wish is so small and simple that almost everyone can fulfill it.
But then he thought about the place where Qingshan Xiaobao grew up and realized it made perfect sense.
"I can't help you fulfill your last wish. I think you probably don't like me interfering."
Shan Qingshan hummed in agreement and slowly clenched the red ribbon in his hand.
"Except for the last one, they are all wishes from my childhood."
Zhou Chong felt a pang of pain in his heart.
"Now that it's happened, are you happy?"
Shan Qingshan raised his eyes.
Zhou Chong's eyes were serious and affectionate.
I wasn't actually that happy.
After longing for it for so many years, the joy of finally getting it had long since been worn away in the endless waiting.
When I was a child, the milk tea ice cream I saw in books tasted like this, and all I felt was, "So this is what it tastes like."
Calm and still.
There's only one feeling that can't be made up for no matter what.
However, he didn't want Zhou Chong to know this answer.
"I'm happy."
Because of your concern,
For your painstaking efforts,
For your own good,
For you.
Zhou Chong smiled, his smile bright and lively in the warm winter sun, like a sweet-smelling birthday cake with candles, the one he had always wanted.
A tingling sensation rose in Shan Qingshan's chest.
Just a second before he reached out to touch his face, his fingertips curled slightly. After a moment's hesitation, he touched the scar on his forehead.
He remembered Zhou Chong telling him that it was from a fall.
How could you be so reckless?
So impulsive, yet she dares to like him so unconditionally.
Zhou Chong asked, "It's obvious? You bumped into it right away."
"It's okay, it seems to have faded compared to before. Are you bothered by it?"
Zhou Chong frowned. "It's you who cares."
He only cares because Qingshan Xiaobao cares!
"I don't."
“It’s you. I said it was a medal, but you said no, you don’t like scars. If this medicine still doesn’t work after the New Year, I’ll have surgery.”
Shan Qingshan didn't expect that the reason he cared so much was because he didn't like it.
The tingling sensation in my chest almost spread to my fingertips.
"Need not."
In Shan Qingshan's mind, surgery was not a good thing, as it was always associated with serious illness.
Gently rub your fingertips across the scar.
Zhou Chong felt half his body go numb from being touched so much, and laughed, "Don't touch me like that, when you touch me like that, I always feel like you're seducing me—"
The sound stopped abruptly.
Shan Qingshan moved closer and gently kissed his scar.
Zhou Chong's eyes widened instantly, like copper bells.
Shan Qingshan: "I like scars now."
Zhou Chong was dumbfounded.
What did he do?
Did he kiss his scar?
That's not a kiss on his scar!
This is a kiss on his heart!
He also said...
A storm of thoughts and self-doubt raged as Shan Qingshan leaned down and kissed his lips.
It's stopped.
Only a tingling electric current strikes the heart.
"Xiao Bao, you..."
As if waking from a nightmare, Shan Qingshan's face turned bright red, and he hurriedly pushed aside the tables and chairs, running out amidst the jarring sound of them scraping against the floor.
Zhou Chong chased after him, but there was no one left in the corridor.
He touched his mouth, reverting to his primal nature in the classroom.
"He kissed me! He kissed me! He even said he likes guys with scars! Aa ...
Zhou Chong went downstairs.
very good.
The car is gone.
Zhou Chong took out his phone.
To pursue or not to pursue, that is the question.
After a moment's thought, he sent: 【Are you going back to the hospital?】
No reply.
After leaving the school, Zhou Chong asked the gatekeeper, who said he had indeed seen a young man speeding out of the school. The young man was probably having an allergic reaction and was feeling unwell, as his face was unusually red.
Zhou Chong chuckled, in a particularly good mood, and leaned against the guard's window.
"He wasn't feeling unwell, and he kissed me, which made me feel embarrassed."
The gatekeeper's eyes widened.
Did he just misread it?
Was it a boy who went out?
Zhou Chong turned around and leaned against the wall, tossing his phone around.
"If he had kissed me, I should have been the one running away. If he had run away, I wouldn't have had a chance to fight back. Don't you think so, sir?"
uncle:"……"
Old man: "You look familiar. Do you often flip through..."
Zhou Chong hurriedly said, "I'm leaving now, Happy New Year, sir!"
Zhou Chong got into the car, took out his phone, but still didn't reply.
This isn't the first time they've not replied.
This means no reply.
Zhou Chong leaned back in his chair and typed lazily.
What does it mean to not reply?
[Playing hard to get?]
[Classic]
[That's so classic!]
[Summoned at will and dismissed at will? Even a puppy isn't as pitiful as me.]
After posting it, he also added a dog emoji.
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