Chapter 271: Chapter 271: Don’t Leave After School (32)
Jih Cheng returned home, somewhat dispirited as he turned on the light.
The light came on, and Jih Cheng saw the small pink box on the coffee table in the living room at first glance.
He had seen her carrying it today…
Jih Cheng’s breathing became slightly hurried, not knowing what he was anticipating.
But in the end, after searching the entire room, he saw no one.
She wouldn’t be here.
Someone indifferent to the world collapsing… How could she be here?
Jih Cheng sat on the ground, staring blankly at the small pink box, hesitant to touch it, his hand suspended in the air.
Mist began to fill Jih Cheng’s eyes.
Suddenly, he took the box, stood up, threw it into the trash can, but then he hesitated as he was about to leave.
Jih Cheng picked up the box and placed it back on the coffee table.
He sat on the sofa with his hands covering his face.
In the quiet room, the oppressed voice of the young man was particularly heart-wrenching.
In the end, Jih Cheng still unwrapped the small pink box.
Inside were exquisite little sweets.
The cloyingly sweet taste turned bitter in his mouth, spreading all the way to his heart.
Jih Cheng, you’re doing the right thing.
Because you never know when you might be driven mad…
Jih Cheng stuffed the sweets into his mouth one after another, mechanically swallowing them down.
He returned to his own room and lay down on the bed.
As he was drifting into a daze, he heard noises outside, things being moved in and out, as if a thief had entered.
Right now, Jih Cheng couldn’t care less to move, even if there was a thief.
However, the bed beside Jih Cheng dipped slightly, and that’s when he startled awake, sitting up abruptly.
Chuzheng was sitting on the edge of the bed, suddenly locking eyes with Jih Cheng’s reddened ones.
“Were you crying?” Chuzheng asked, her tone seemingly mixed with another emotion, but upon closer listening, maybe not.
When did the Good Person Card ever cry!
This isn’t written in the script!
What to do!
What to do!
What to do!
Will he continue to cry?
Should I knock him out first… Chuzheng stole glances at Jih Cheng, if he keeps on crying, she’ll knock him out! Yeah! I’m awesome!
Jih Cheng looked outside, then back at Chuzheng.
Doubting he was dreaming.
“You…”
Jih Cheng’s voice was hoarse, but paired with the young man’s current appearance, it had a different appeal, making one want to ravage him thoroughly.
“Miss Xu, do you want this door changed too?”
A worker stood at the doorway, calling out to her.
“Yeah, change it.”
“Alrighty.”
The worker swiftly replaced the door lock, and Jih Cheng watched blankly, seemingly forgetting to react.
After the worker finished changing the lock and left the room, the whole space quieted down, and Jih Cheng seemed to snap back to reality.
“What are you doing?”
Chuzheng put away the keys, braced her hands on either side of the young man, leaning in to kiss him.
Jih Cheng dodged backwards, but Chuzheng wrapped her arms around his waist, pulling him back, capturing his lips.
There was no escape.
Their breath intertwined.
Blazing hot and ambiguously erotic.
Jih Cheng’s eyes widened slightly. Had he not made himself clear today?