"So, I must make it very clear to others that I already have a girlfriend," Mo Qingcheng set his phone aside, concluding his statement, "It will save a lot of unnecessary questions."
So... that's why he's being so high-profile...
What a considerate person.
Probably every girl dreams of this—the person you like is a star in others' eyes, yet he calmly tells everyone that he belongs to you... When women show off their happiness, it makes the women around them jealous, but when men show off their happiness, it makes all the women in the world jealous...
Actually, men rarely show off their happiness.
Still moved, she felt warmth on her waist. Mo Qingcheng actually took the opportunity to measure it: "Indeed, just as I imagined, slender enough to be held in one hand."
Measuring her waist with his hand.
A completely intimate gesture, akin to skin-to-skin contact... Gu Sheng was still immersed in the warm, fuzzy feeling and instinctively looked up at him. His eyes were so dark, reflecting the light of the desk lamp, and the lines of his nose and jaw were so smooth, as if drawn with a single stroke.
Unbelievably beautiful.
She looked at him, and he looked back at her.
Then, smiling, he placed an earbud into her right ear.
He opened Duomi Music on his phone, and the familiar melody began.
The singer was none other than himself, the Nation-toppling Top Entertainer, softly humming "If Cherished," so gentle, so languid, as if singing just for her:
"How many regrets of parting returned in last night's dreams, painted beams whispering, startled eyes breaking the lingering dream. The moon slants over the river, oars stir the morning bell, the former dream blurred, fading with the distant sound of waves, the flute's melody lingering, spring departing in haste..."
A vivid scene unfolded before her eyes, born from the song.
A cobblestone path, morning bells and evening drums, misty water, the lingering sound of a flute.
"When did you record this..."
"A few days ago."
"For a club event? Or a birthday greeting..."
"It's for you," Mo Qingcheng couldn't help but laugh. "Aside from Perfect's anniversary celebrations, I haven't taken on any activities or recorded birthday or event greetings for years."
Right...
She had forgotten.
Something seemed to slowly unfurl in her chest, so warm it made her smile uncontrollably.
"I recorded ten songs," he continued, "all in the ancient style."
She hummed in acknowledgment.
After a moment's thought, she reached for a strawberry and fed it to him: "A reward for you."
Mo Qingcheng bit into the strawberry, chuckling, and mumbled a complaint: "Only one strawberry?"
Gu Sheng also felt she was being stingy and quickly added, "I'll buy you lots of delicious things tomorrow..."
Before she could finish, her words faded away.
He fed the strawberry into her mouth, half-forcing her to eat it, the sweet, fragrant taste spreading between their lips and teeth. Finally pulling away, he couldn't resist licking his lips: "This strawberry is good, very sweet."
......
......
She ended up eating most of it, didn't she...
Gu Sheng bit her lip, glanced at him, picked up the plate, and headed to the kitchen to wash the remaining strawberries from the fridge for him to eat. Mo Qingcheng casually put on his earbuds and continued listening to the finals performance...
As soon as she entered the kitchen, Jue Mei ran out of his room and placed his own empty plate on the counter: "Little Patron, I finished mine too." Gu Sheng suddenly realized—it must have been Jue Mei eating strawberries... and casually gossiping to that Illustrator, which led to that drawing.
This trend of everyone watching the Top talent fall in love...Who started this first... T.T...
A sudden gust of wind rose outside.
She placed the freshly added strawberries beside the Top talent's hand as the fierce wind turned into a heavy downpour.
Mo Qingcheng only remembered that his car had been borrowed by Wk when he heard the thunder. Seeing the stormy weather, taking the subway or a taxi didn’t seem very convenient. He looked at Gu Sheng, who seemed to be pondering something. “With such heavy rain, going back won’t be easy. How about staying here tonight?” That doesn’t seem appropriate, she thought of another way...
“If the rain is still this heavy by ten o’clock, stay here,” Mo Qingcheng continued. “You can sleep in my room, and I’ll share with Jue Mei.”
Still... not quite right...
She continued to struggle.
“I have to get up very early tomorrow. When you wake up, you can go back to school on your own.”
Huh? He has to get up early?
Right, he has to get up early. If I go back this late, he’ll definitely see me off. Going back and forth in this storm would be exhausting.
“Don’t worry, I won’t do anything,” he even gave his assurance.
After struggling for a while, Gu Sheng agreed.
When you’re about to sleep in a room, that room takes on a completely different meaning.
For example, seeing the light blue blanket covering Mo Qingcheng and knowing she would be lying under it herself felt entirely different... Gu Sheng finished her shower in a flurry, wearing the shirt and sweatpants he had given her, with the sleeves and pant legs rolled up three or four times. Standing by the bed, she stared blankly at it for a long time before slowly sitting down.
Soft, sinking in as soon as she lay down.
Does he like soft mattresses? How come I never noticed before... Actually, isn’t that bad for the spine... Gu Sheng’s thoughts wandered as she strained her ears to listen for sounds from next door. It was quiet.
He must already be asleep, right?
But the soundproofing here is good. Even if he’s not asleep, I probably wouldn’t hear anything.
She turned off the bedside wall lamp, plunging the room into darkness, with only the sound of the heavy rain outside. She sniffed lightly, catching his scent on the blanket—faint and somewhat fragrant. The thought that this was his bed made her inexplicably nervous... especially since she was wearing his shirt and sweatpants... T.T...
There was no way she could fall asleep...
She struggled between the thoughts of “sitting up to play on the computer” or “stop messing around and just sleep,” eventually drifting off in a daze. Because she wasn’t used to the bed, her sleep wasn’t very sound. After a few shallow, chaotic dreams, she suddenly woke up, sensing that someone had entered the room...
She immediately tensed up, quietly turning over to bolster her courage.
“Did I wake you?” Mo Qingcheng’s voice came from beside the bed. He leaned down and whispered an explanation, “Jue Mei snores too loudly and kicks in his sleep, so I came back...”
“Mm...” she softly clutched the blanket.
“Go back to sleep. I’ll take the sofa,” he said with a low laugh.
Unable to see his expression clearly, only his silhouette in the dark, his voice sounded even more husky and alluring, tinged with obvious drowsiness—utterly captivating.
So close.
So close that she didn’t dare speak loudly.
“How about... you take the bed, and I’ll sleep on the sofa? You have work tomorrow, and sleeping on the sofa would be too tiring,” she suggested softly.
“No need,” he gently touched her hand, which was clutching the blanket. “Go back to sleep.”
His tone was like coaxing a child.
After saying this, he went to the wardrobe to fetch an extra blanket and pillow and settled on the sofa.As for when he fell asleep, she wasn't clear. She only knew that after he came back to sleep, she became even more tense. That nervousness—fearing her sleeping posture might look unattractive or that she might make strange noises in her sleep—persisted until dawn... The moment Mo Qingcheng's phone alarm rang, he immediately turned it off and sat up.
At the same time, she finally felt liberated and sat up as well.
"It's only five o'clock," Mo Qingcheng said, amused by her appearance. "Don't you have no classes today? You can sleep in and leave whenever you wake up naturally." Gu Sheng was utterly embarrassed and defended herself, "I wanted to make breakfast for you..."
He smiled and didn't press the issue further.
Was he going to change clothes?
I need to change clothes too...
The thought crossed her mind, and she immediately grabbed her clothes from beside the pillow, opened the door, and headed to the bathroom to change.
But unexpectedly, as soon as she pulled the door open...
W was standing by the kitchen, holding a large bowl of noodles and eating with chopsticks. On the sofa, Jue Mei was biting into a slice of bread while using scissors to cut open a bag of milk. Next to him sat Fei Shao, wearing headphones and fiddling with the DVD player... Everyone's movements were quiet, almost silent, like a silent film...
She stared at them, speechless.
They noticed and looked back at her.
"Did we wake you?" W continued eating his noodles, nodding apologetically at Gu Sheng. "Sorry for disturbing you."
Fei Shao also took off his headphones and let out a dry laugh. "Don't mind us, Sheng Sheng. We really didn't know you stayed here last night. We stayed up all night watching movies and came here to catch up on sleep. Who would've thought... How could it be such a coincidence? We stumbled upon the new 'Mandarin Duck and Butterfly Dream'..."
Fei Shao continued with his dry laughter.
Jue Mei couldn't stand it anymore and sternly scolded the two smooth-talkers: "From now on, call before you come over. The Top talent is taken now. His bed is only for his wife to sleep in, got it?"
Gu Sheng was completely petrified...
Behind her, Mo Qingcheng's hand rested on her shoulder. "Ignore them. Go back to the room and change first."
As if granted a pardon, she lowered her head in embarrassment, slipped past him back into the room, and closed the door behind her.
T.T...
We clearly didn't do anything,
so why do I feel so guilty...
Author's Note: ╮(╯▽╰)╭ It's amazing that someone noticed even though I deleted it so quickly...
P.S. Don't call me a slow updater. I update pretty fast, okay...
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