Don't fall in love with the professor

The second day was Saturday, and the weather was still cloudy and rainy. The sun was blocked by the lead gray clouds. When I looked outside, I couldn't tell whether it was morning or evening.

The room was warm, but Zhong Kexing closed the curtains to block out the world in the rain curtain. He turned around and watched Jiang Xiaocheng drink the warm water bit by bit with the glass in his hands.

"anything else?"

Jiang Xiaocheng shook his head, as if he was about to get up, Zhong Kexing pressed on his shoulder, said something to me, took the cup, and put it on the cabinet beside the bed.

For a period of time after each intimate contact, Zhong Kexing would always become extra gentle, this time it seemed to be even worse, wrapping Jiang Xiaocheng on the bed, as if he believed that he couldn't do anything.

Jiang Xiaocheng couldn't bear his substantively enthusiastic eyes all the time, so he changed the subject and said, "What time is it now?"

Zhong Kexing glanced at the mobile phone on the table, lifted the quilt, lay back on the bed, held him in his arms naturally, and replied:

"Three o'clock."

It looked like he was going to spend the whole day in bed.

In fact, such a rainy weather is suitable for resting in a fluffy quilt, not to mention that Zhong Kexing's body is very warm, with a nostalgic atmosphere.

Jiang Xiaocheng simply put aside his shame and enjoyed the comfort of nestling in his arms.

This feeling is so good, so good that both of them forgot that they were still arguing a few days ago.

What is the reason for the quarrel?

Zhong Kexing remembered.

Jiang Xiaocheng was squinting his eyes and drowsy, the hand that was being played with was suddenly dropped, and the arm that was lying on the pillow was pulled away. He stood up suspiciously, and saw Zhong Kexing's back disappearing at the door of the bedroom.

After a while, the man came back again, holding a computer in his hand.

Jiang Xiaocheng asked: "What's the matter? Something happened at school?"

Zhong Kexing put the computer aside, sat back on the bed, picked up the quilt and wrapped Jiang Xiaocheng's body to prevent him from getting cold.

"We have to talk about renting a house."

Jiang Xiaocheng stared at him, with a little uneasiness in his eyes, like a puppy who didn't know where he was.

Zhong Kexing discovered very early on that Jiang Xiaocheng was very insecure, but he didn't know why.

He sighed in his heart, gently held Jiang Xiaocheng's hand on the quilt, and said, "I want to have a good talk and solve the problem."

Jiang Xiaocheng didn't look as flustered as before, he asked:

"what is the problem?"

"The matter of moving, why do you want to move all of a sudden?"

"The landlord's son is getting married, and she wants to sell the house, so she has to move."

"Is there a set date for moving out?"

"She said half a month is best."

"Half a month?" Zhong Kexing frowned, "Time is too tight, you signed the contract, didn't you explain it?"

Seeing Jiang Xiaocheng's hesitation to speak, he raised his voice.

"Won't there be no contract?"

Jiang Xiaocheng hastily denied it.

"Yes, yes."

He also said with some guilt: "It's just a relatively simple contract, handwritten—but the landlord is really nice. The air conditioner in the bedroom was broken before, and she even helped find someone to fix it."

Zhong Kexing stated the facts in a flat tone.

"The facilities in the house are broken, and it's normal for the landlord to come to fix them."

"That's right." Jiang Xiaocheng first affirmed his words.

"But in fact, sometimes you will encounter unfriendly landlords, for example... If you will find a reason to withhold the deposit, or if something is broken, it will never be repaired."

Judging by his tone, it didn't seem like hearsay, so Zhong Kexing asked, "Have you ever met such a landlord?"

At this time, the gap between the two became apparent.

Zhong Kexing is a person who has no worries about food and clothing, and probably has little experience in renting a house, but Jiang Xiaocheng is different.

During the university period, especially the winter vacation, because the faculty and staff have to take annual leave, it becomes difficult to live on campus, and they can only find a short-term house to share.

Jiang Xiaocheng has encountered many landlords, and he has a bully personality. He has no experience in the society when he first entered the society, and suffered a lot of losses, so he endured it silently.

He didn't want to talk about these things with Zhong Kexing, he just said: "Not at all."

Then he changed the subject and said, "Half a month is really tight, but you should be able to find it."

Zhong Kexing looked into his eyes.

"Why didn't you tell me about it?"

Jiang Xiaocheng was very afraid that there would be another difficult situation like that day, so he hurriedly said: "You work so much, I—"

He stopped again, as if he couldn't find any good reason, and looked at a loss.

As soon as he met Jiang Xiaocheng like this, Zhong Kexing's attitude softened unconsciously, and he lowered his head and touched his lips lightly.

"But you know, I'm very sad."

Jiang Xiaocheng was startled, and the fingers held by the buckle froze, because he could tell that Zhong Kexing hadn't lied, and when he said he was sad, he was really sad.

"I'm very sad," Zhong Kexing continued, "because you have something to do, the first thing you think of is not me, but someone else."

"That's not the case," Jiang Xiaocheng explained, "I thought of you, but Chen Zhe, he has a friend who works as an intermediary in Hangning, so I—"

Zhong Kexing found out, and he really didn't want to hear other men's names from Jiang Xiaocheng's mouth.

Jiang Xiaocheng could feel it and stopped the sound in time.

Zhong Kexing adjusted his tone, and said calmly: "At least, you should ask me and discuss with me. I am not an outsider. Our relationship—"

Speaking of this, he stopped for a while, squeezed Jiang Xiaocheng's hand, then let go, and continued: "I want to help you, and I want to share with you. Think about it, if one day, I meet Difficulties, I don’t go to you, and I don’t talk to you, what will you think?”

Jiang Xiaocheng is the easiest person to empathize with. Hearing what he said, and after thinking about it for a while, he understands why Zhong Ke's behavior makes him sad.

She leaned closer and hugged him, as if she didn't know how to comfort him, and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't think of this level."

It's the same gesture and expression when looking for a mistake.

Zhong Kexing gently stroked Jiang Xiaocheng's back, put his hands on his shoulders, and pushed them away slightly to separate their bodies slightly.

Under Jiang Xiaocheng's puzzled gaze, he said uncomfortably: "I, I said something bad to you that day, I'm sorry."

I made a very solemn promise: "I was too impulsive. This is the first time I encountered such a situation. I didn't control my emotions well. I won't do it in the future."

Jiang Xiaocheng knew that he was talking about what happened that morning, and he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

In fact, it's nothing, he has heard even the most difficult words.

"I also have something wrong. I really made my own decisions and didn't consider your feelings. In fact, sometimes I can't do it myself and need help, but I can't open my mouth. I will change it slowly."

The good communication and discussion turned into an apology meeting. The two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing. The dark clouds above their heads dispersed, and the air was filled with the fresh smell of rain and sunshine.

He also felt that he should do something to live up to the beautiful atmosphere, so Zhong Kexing bent down and slowly approached Jiang Xiaocheng's lips.

Jiang Xiaocheng didn't dodge, and tightened his hands around his neck.

After the kiss was over, the two embraced lightly, both of them felt that it would be okay if time stopped at this moment forever.

After a while, Zhong Kexing got back to business.

"In the past few days, I have been looking for some houses."

Jiang Xiaocheng raised his head from his arms in surprise, "You went to find a house? But Chen Zhe—"

The conversation changed, and he said, "How did you find it? Is there any suitable one?"

Zhong Kexing nodded and said, "I went to see a few sets. They are very close to your company and the environment is very good."

While taking the computer, he clicked on the folder on the desktop and asked, "Which one do you think is suitable?"

Jiang Xiaocheng leaned over and watched the photos slide by like a revolving door.

The photos are all taken on site.

"This apartment has a sunny terrace, and the environment is not bad, but there are no buses and subways nearby."

"Here, it's very close to your company, only one kilometer away, but there are many restaurants downstairs, and it's next to the street, so it might be noisy at night."

"The one on Fenglin Road is not bad."

There are photos, rent, detailed address and directions to the company.

The magnetic voice next to his ear gradually became blurred, and Jiang Xiaocheng's eyes fell on the screen, gradually losing focus.

He never thought that someone would spend so much time on himself.

"Small city?" Zhong Kexing noticed that he was distracted, and reminded him aloud.

"Huh?" Jiang Xiaocheng focused himself, "I'm watching."

Zhong Kexing glanced at him, hung his finger over the mouse, and pressed it lightly after a while.

Jiang Xiaocheng was a little absent-minded at first, but when he saw the photos on the computer, his pupils dilated.

"this is not……"

Isn't this Zhong Kexing's home?Living room, kitchen, bedroom... He has been here so many times, he will never admit it wrong.

Turning around, he looked at Zhong Kexing with questioning eyes.

I probably guessed what he meant.

Zhong Kexing was silent for a moment, as if he was considering each word, and then he said:

"Xiaocheng, I want to live with you. This is not to help you, but I think our relationship can go to this point."

"This is my personal opinion, but I don't want it to be a burden on your mind. If you still think, we can consider living together later, I respect your idea, and I will accompany you to find a new house, here A few sets, or those introduced by Chen Zhe, or others, it doesn’t matter.”

"I just hope that no matter when, you don't take our relationship as your burden."

"If you have anything to say, you can tell me without any scruples, and if there is anything, we can share it together."

"is it okay?"

Every word comes from the heart, sincere and touching.

Jiang Xiaocheng's fan-like eyelashes drooped slightly, and said, "Let me think about it."

Before going to bed, the two were lying on the bed, Jiang Xiaocheng said in the quiet darkness: "I've made up my mind, I'll live with you."

Zhong Kexing may never know how much courage Jiang Xiaocheng took to take this step.