Chapter 67
The two of them were living together in a small one-bedroom apartment, completely losing their personal private space.
Zong Mo decided to let Ruan Chi stay for a few more days to recover, but he didn’t really want to make do with the sofa every day. So he moved back to the bed, and the two of them squeezed into a single bed.
Ruan Chi was happy to squeeze in with him, holding him tightly, and there was still a lot of empty space on the single bed.
Besides sleeping, of course, he would also get handsy with him and touch him everywhere.
Zong Mo wasn’t very interested, but he didn’t mind being served. He no longer refused but said in a faint tone, “If you want to do it, do it yourself.”
Being in his own home gave him confidence. Ruan Chi didn’t comment on his attitude and served himself.
Zong Mo: …
If he hadn’t accidentally found out about Ruan Chi’s grandfather’s death, he would have really thought Ruan Chi was going crazy.
Even knowing, it didn’t stop him from thinking that Ruan Chi was sick.
The only relative he valued had passed away, yet he wouldn’t say a single word. If he hadn’t been willing to be a little more patient, he might have been angered by Ruan Chi’s attitude and stabbed him again.
Doesn’t Ruan Chi get hurt and sad?
Why can’t he vent it out like Ling Han?
Is he that unwilling to trust and rely on others?
Ruan Chi was serving himself, but he moved less and paused for longer, as if he were slacking off, and also as if he wanted to spend a little more time looking at the person before him.
Ruan Chi pressed his forehead against his and said in a hoarse voice, “Don’t leave me again.”
Zong Mo: …
He didn’t answer, and Ruan Chi didn’t force him, just kept repeating “don’t leave me again” like he was calling his name.
He was unwilling to say anything else.
He finally discovered that he actually knew Ruan Chi quite well. And as Lu Bo had said, he always saw the good side of others.
Probably in this world, he was the only one who was willing to understand such a person.
Zong Mo didn’t know if he should ask Ruan Chi about his grandfather. He couldn’t figure out for a moment if Ruan Chi needed comfort.
Ruan Chi was already upset because of his grandfather’s illness. Their contract had just expired, and Zong Mo had proposed to move out at this point.
This was a complete misunderstanding.
He could understand that it was a misunderstanding, and Ruan Chi wouldn’t not understand. But he did leave, and Ruan Chi was holding onto this matter.
He didn’t speak to this crazy person. Ruan Chi could also talk to himself, changing the question and asking non-stop:
“Why did you leave me?”
“How dare you leave me?”
“That day, I turned back,” Zong Mo was finally annoyed by the questions and gave an answer, his voice muffled. “You were the one who left, leaving me alone by the lake. I didn’t have a single cent on me.”
Ruan Chi immediately quieted down and finally closed his mouth, no longer speaking. He then leaned down and kissed him, trying to smooth over all his faults with his soft body.
Zong Mo refused to open his mouth and even raised his hand to block him.
Ruan Chi had no choice but to explain, “I was too angry.”
Zong Mo reprimanded, “And you also threatened me.”
Ruan Chi was silent for a few more seconds, clearly knowing what he was referring to, but he argued illogically, “I didn’t threaten you.”
Although An Lan had said that Ruan Chi’s purpose was to get him back and that he would never really post that kind of thing, he couldn’t perceive it as sharply as An Lan and only felt a suffocating threat.
Perhaps sensing Zong Mo’s resistance, Ruan Chi added, “I didn’t threaten you. How could I bear to let others see you?”
Zong Mo: …
That was true. The magazine photos of him in just his underwear had all been confiscated by Ruan Chi long ago. He himself had never even seen them.
But he still didn’t really want to talk to Ruan Chi and turned his head away.
Ruan Chi asked with rare patience, “What are you still angry about?”
Zong Mo hesitated for a while, then mustered the courage to ask, “At the lake, you said I was a toy… were you lying to me?”
Ruan Chi said without thinking, “No.”
Zong Mo: ?
Couldn’t he lie to him about this?
Ruan Chi was clearly very special to him. An Lan had even said that Ruan Chi liked him very much.
“Don’t you have any feelings for me?”
Ruan Chi was silent for a while again, this time seemingly because he was puzzled, “What are you thinking?”
He had finally managed to ask this question, but Zong Mo was afraid to hear the answer.
…Why did he have to ask? He might as well just do it until he’s tired of it!!
Ruan Chi said word by word, “I like you very much.”
Zong Mo: ?
Was he lying to him this time?
“Then you just said I was a toy?”
“Does that conflict?” Ruan Chi first subconsciously retorted, then explained the meaning of “toy,” “Only belonging to me, making me happy.”
Zong Mo: …
Ruan Chi continued, “Because I like you, I also hope to make you happy. Does that conflict?”
Zong Mo: ?
As expected of CEO Ruan’s special way of confessing.
A moment later, Zong Mo suddenly realized something and asked, “On my birthday, were you unhappy?”
“How could I be happy?” Ruan Chi said. “Everyone was trying to snatch you from me.”
Zong Mo was slightly stunned. “Then why did you leave?”
Not only did he not celebrate his birthday with him, but he also left him to 1v4 alone!
“Weren’t you very happy?” Ruan Chi said.
Zong Mo: …
He chose to change the question again, “Your feelings for Teacher Lu, is it the former? Treating him as a… toy?”
“What feelings do I have for him?”
Zong Mo: ? What about the promised white moonlight?
“Among the people I knew as a child, he was the only one who wasn’t afraid of me. I thought it was very interesting at the time,” Ruan Chi explained. “Later, I found out he was a hypocritical rotten person.”
Ruan Chi was indeed not hypocritical. He was consistently sick.
Zong Mo said angrily, “You’re even more rotten!”
But Ruan Chi was not angry and even said, “Mm, that’s right.”
Zong Mo: …
“Then why did you help the old Zong Mo pay the contract termination fee and even let him live in your house?”
“He looked like he could make money. Before he knew my identity, he also wasn’t afraid of me. I thought it would be interesting,” Ruan Chi said. “The house was quiet anyway. It was okay to have him at home to look at.”
Although the person in the words was not him, it still made Zong Mo choke.
These words were completely treating a living person as an object.
How could there be such a madman!!
In other words, in Ruan Chi’s life dictionary, the entry “make others happy” probably did not exist.
After further understanding how seriously ill Ruan Chi was, Zong Mo found this liking even more incredible and asked with disbelief:
“CEO Ruan, then when did you fall for me?”
“The first time,” Ruan Chi said.
Zong Mo: …
Love at first sight with the lower half, is it.
Ruan Chi had just said it casually. Only after saying it did he seriously think for a moment and spoke again, “It was on January 1st. Because you came.”
Zong Mo: ?
What?
Then Ruan Chi forcing him to cross-dress and play the female lead… happened after he had fallen for him?
Is that reasonable? Very unbelievable.
“You liked me and still forced me to wear women’s clothing?”
“Because it was very beautiful.”
“Then do you also think girls are beautiful?”
“No, I only think you’re beautiful,” Ruan Chi said. “And your shy and awkward look is very cute.”
Zong Mo: …
Ruan Chi sighed, “But I regret it a little. I shouldn’t have made you wear women’s clothing for filming. It would have been fine to just wear it at home.”
Zong Mo: …
And the result was that he had accidentally become the national wife.
Zong Mo was still upset and muttered, “Why couldn’t you tell me you liked me earlier?”
“I didn’t know you liked to hear these things,” Ruan Chi said. “It doesn’t matter if you don’t like me. As long as you don’t leave me, I will always be with you.”
“It’s not that I like to hear these things…” Zong Mo found it a little hard to explain, so he first replied to the latter half of the sentence, his voice getting lower and thinner, “If you had told me earlier, I wouldn’t have left. I had already guessed that the contract had expired. If it weren’t for liking you, I would have left long ago.”
Ruan Chi said again, “I like you very much. Don’t be angry anymore, okay?”
Zong Mo had thought he wouldn’t have insomnia again tonight, but he still couldn’t fall asleep after a long while.
Ruan Chi was naturally not asleep either and had left a bedside lamp on.
Zong Mo was a little curious about what Ruan Chi was staying up for if he wasn’t working. In the faint light, he quietly opened his eyelids a crack.
Ruan Chi was lying on his side, his elbow on the pillow, his head propped up on one hand, watching him.
Zong Mo: …?
To avoid being discovered, he quickly closed his eyes. He felt a little strange. If Ruan Chi were to have a cigarette in his mouth, the one being topped would look more like him.
About ten minutes later, the weight on the other half of the pillow disappeared.
What was he doing?
Acting so affectionate.
And after watching for so long, wasn’t his supporting arm sore?
Ruan Chi finally moved, touching and pinching his face.
Zong Mo: …
This series of actions by Ruan Chi was so skilled it didn’t look like the first time at all. He didn’t even know if he would wake up from being pinched in his sleep. He was really like some kind of animal that could sleep and snore on the street.
Ruan Chi leaned down again and buried his head in his hair.
He kissed his way up to his forehead, slid from his temple to his cheek, meandered past his neck, over his Adam’s apple, and finally lingered on his shoulder for a long time.
Zong Mo secretly commented in his heart that besides not sticking out his tongue, some of Ruan Chi’s behaviors were also very much like a dog!!
He knew it. Why did he often wake up in the morning and find that the number of marks on his body did not match the previous night?
So this was why.
He was so itchy he could barely pretend anymore. Ruan Chi finally turned off the bedside lamp, held him tightly, and finally stopped.
It turned out that Ruan Chi didn’t have a restless sleeping posture and press down on him in the middle of the night, but had pressed down on him as soon as he fell asleep.
Zong Mo was speechless for a moment. It was a good thing his body was sturdy. Otherwise, he would have been suffocated after not sleeping for long.
He felt he had to discuss with Ruan Chi about not hugging him to sleep. For example, he could put a hand on him but not his head, it was too heavy.
It was as if he were looking at it from the perspective of a CP fan bystander. At this moment, he saw many things he couldn’t understand clearly.
…Ruan Chi seemed to like him even more than he had thought.
Zong Mo stayed up for two nights without falling asleep at once and confirmed that Ruan Chi was indeed secretly acting like a dog after he had fallen asleep. He was speechless but not angry.
And every morning when he woke up, Ruan Chi was already awake, staring at him like an owl.
The dark circles under his eyes had not eased much. The only change was that he was talking more.
“I’m hungry,” Ruan Chi said.
The feeling of being bossy had also returned.
Zong Mo: …
Because the apartment was small, they saw each other all day long. He had no work to do, and the once workaholic overbearing CEO was also slacking off. Besides self-service and secretly acting like a dog, he did nothing productive all day.
Zong Mo had nothing to do and picked up his cooking skills again.
He didn’t hate cooking for Ruan Chi, but he didn’t want to return to their previous unequal relationship. He also wanted to test where Ruan Chi’s bottom line was.
He lay there without getting up, putting on the air of a lazy and gluttonous scumbag husband, and said, “Just heat up yesterday’s congee yourself.”
“Mm,” Ruan Chi accepted calmly. “How much to heat? Do you want any?”
Zong Mo: …
He rolled out of bed.
These past few days, they had also ordered takeout sometimes, but the non-picky Ruan Chi would be disgusted at the sight of takeout, picking at it and not eating much. He would rather drink the tasteless white congee he had cooked.
He felt it was about time. Thinking that Ruan Chi wouldn’t eat properly when he went back, he decided to make one last sumptuous breakfast.
After Ruan Chi had slowly finished his meal, he finally asked, “CEO Ruan, don’t you have to go to the company?”
Ruan Chi said nonchalantly, “I don’t want to go.”
Zong Mo asked again, “Then how long are you going to stay at my place?”
Ruan Chi suddenly looked up, “What did you say?”
Zong Mo took a deep breath and changed the question, “When are you going home?”
Ruan Chi’s tone immediately calmed down, “It depends on when you want to leave.”
Even though Ruan Chi’s attitude was reasonably good today, there were some things Zong Mo still had to say.
“I don’t want to go to your place,” Zong Mo steeled himself and said. “If you’re done, can you go back?”
Ruan Chi asked again, “What did you say?”
Zong Mo said word by word, “Letting you stay here these past few days was just because I felt you were not in a good state, not because of anything else.”
Ruan Chi: “…What?”
“Can you delete those photos?” Zong Mo asked.
Ruan Chi agreed at once, “Sure.”
Because Ruan Chi’s attitude was too submissive, Zong Mo took another deep breath and became firm, “Then you can go back and delete them now. I’ll see you out.”
Ruan Chi looked at him in disbelief.
The angry words reached his lips but were swallowed back down. He just looked at him quietly.
Zong Mo looked at his own sweatshirt on Ruan Chi and added, “Your suit is dry. Do you want to change back? My clothes might not be suitable for you.”
Even with this, Ruan Chi did not flare up. He silently changed back into his own clothes.
Zong Mo said no more and saw him out of the house. He had successfully achieved his wish, but his heart was still heavy.
His request had been met. But Ruan Chi had personally admitted that he liked him and also knew his soft spot, yet he was absolutely unwilling to lower his posture, apologize, and ask for forgiveness.
He had just left as he had wished.
