T/N: The Chinese name of this song is 我想了太多关于你的形容.
When Lu Chengze came back, I took the initiative to pick him up at the door. After all, he took the initiative to pick me up today.
He was a careful and thoughtful person. Amongst the items he brought back, in addition to sanitary pads and snacks, there were also makeup remover and a box of cotton pads.
I picked out these two surprising items and held them up one by one: “How come you thought of these, have you dated a hundred girls or something?”
He just changed into his slippers and got up, with a look of injustice.
Then he took something out of his trouser pocket and slapped it on the door cabinet: “Two hundred.”
I looked down, it was a box of ibuprofen.
Laughter had probably taken root on my face, and I couldn’t keep it from spreading.
“Are you still excited?” I raised my chin.
He actually took the opportunity to kiss me, kissing me heavily, directly crushing the serious face which I had put on with much effort.
I bit my lip: “You went to the pharmacy?”
“It was right next door, convenient.” He put the medicine box back into the convenience store bag, held it in one hand, and grabbed my arm with the other as he walked towards the sofa: “Sit down, will you?”
When he saw that the movie on the wall had been paused, he turned around and asked me, “Is it not good?”
I said, “You video call me and then add a song to your playlist, how can I focus on the movie?”
He smiled like the sun: “Let’s watch it again later.”
I glanced at my watch and admired his energy: “Hurry up, brother.”
He paused, his expression changed slightly, and he stammered: “Wh-What?”
I laughed: “What ‘what’?”
He stood on the other side of the table: “What did you just call me?”
I realized what he meant and pretended to have forgotten: “Ah?”
He saw that I was acting, and with a smile that no one could refuse, he asked: “Can you call me that again?”
I scrunched up my face, and with no other option, I repeated: “Brother.”[1]
Lu Chengze paused for a second, then his smile widened, and he shook his head as if he had been electrocuted: “Jesus.”
Even English had come out, and I scoffed at him: “Do you need to be so exaggerated?”
“Yes,” he leaned over, holding the kettle and adding hot water into my cup: “It’s…indescribable.”
Seeing that Lu Chengze went around the coffee table and wanted to hand me the cup, I said, “Thank you, Brother.”
He stopped, smiled, and handed it over.
I took a sip and continued: “The water that my brother pours is really delicious, I like it very much.”
He curved his eyes, pursed his lips again, looked down at me, and said in a profound tone, “Qi Miao, what are you trying to do?”
I said: “I’m helping you desensitize.”
Him: “?”
Me: “In the future, if a younger sister[2] calls you brother, you won’t feel anything.”
He let out a laugh, raised my face with both hands, and looked into my eyes: “Not every call of “brother” has a wonderful[3] buff.”
I nodded sharply, but couldn’t get free from his hands, so I gave up: “Oh, so that’s how it is.”
Lu Chengze: “Mhmm.”
Me: “Then I’ll save some to use in the future.” If you use it too much, it will lose its effect. I shouted in a resounding voice: “Lu Chengze!”
Unexpectedly, he cooperated and shouted, “Here.”
I held back my laughter, but I knew that there was no hope of hiding my curved eyes. I ordered him: “Kiss me.”
He immediately gave me his rosy and soft little mouth.
Jesus, tell me how long we’re going to have this kind of innutritious conversation and behavior.
Lu Chengze had a very standard house. There were three bedrooms and one living room. In addition to the master bedroom, there was also a guest room. But on this night, we still slept together.
Above the place where I laid, was most likely where the bird was hung before, because there were still traces of the ceiling sticker on the ceiling.
Lu Chengze was still taking a shower, and I was wearing his T-shirt, which had a nice detergent scent lingering on it.
As I browsed Weibo while waiting for him, I could hear him going to the balcony and operating the washing machine.
My clothes were inside.
I was lost in this imagery which rose up in my mind on its own accord until the sound of his slippered feet could be heard approaching the room. I quickly turned to my side, covered half of my face with the quilt, and closed my eyes to pretend to be asleep.
Lu Chengze must have thought I had fallen asleep in seconds. Follow the newest chapters on g.com.
The sound of footsteps behind me obviously lightened, and then there were two deliberately slowed lights-off movements, the mattress sank, and a man with a fresh, clean aura came under the same quilt.
He embraced me from behind.
How could I keep my breathing from deepening under this suggestive arm? I tried my best to control the rise and fall of my chest and breathed quietly.
His lips touched the back of my ear, his breath hot and ticklish, and then his body moved slightly, pressing against my back. We seemed to fit perfectly, and his rib cage moved in a steady, even rhythm, pressing against the skin and bone of my back.
There was a tingling in my tailbone.
…I don’t think I can take it any longer.
Then, Lu Chengze’s hand reached under the hem of my clothes, and suddenly, goosebumps rose.
Like a kind of looming intrusion, his hand moved slowly between the fabric and my skin, and finally pressed against my lower abdomen, his palms burning hot.
An extremely sensitive area.
I couldn’t help laughing, my acting failed.
He also laughed softly behind my head, and in his laughter, it was clearly written, “I knew it.”
I put a hand behind my back and nudged him: “Why——”
He drew out his hand and placed it back on the outside of the clothes. He didn’t ask about my pretense, and his tone was innocent and harmless: “Does your stomach still hurt?”
I said: “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”
I moved my body, turned around, and looked at him closely. The bridge of his nose was very high, his eyelashes were a length which I had only seen on mixed-race or Western faces, and his eyes were bright like the stars in the dark. I pulled out my hand and rubbed his right cheek with my thumb: “I didn’t have time to look at you so closely last time.”
He also looked at me: “Well, she drove me away.”
So he was still holding grudges. I grabbed his nose and said, “Didn’t you leave by yourself?”
Lu Chengze grabbed my hand and said nothing, just staring at me quietly, and then he kissed my fingertips.
I heard myself take a long breath in the dark.
I guessed that we were going to kiss each other, very passionately, self-absorbed, like two beasts entangled and fighting, wishing to make our bodies one. But we couldn’t do anything, all because of this hateful period .
The next day, we took the subway to work together. After entering the park, I recalled something and asked him which floor of the Lifu Building his office was located.
Lu Chengze didn’t answer directly: “Have you not inquired?”
I was mute for two seconds: “I asked, the fifth and sixth floors. It’s not as if I can ask, what floor is Lu Chengze on?”
With that convincing look on his face, he said, “You can ask. Many people in this building have inquired about this.”
I groaned and I was itching to express my displeasure.
He laughed.
I rolled my eyes at him.
He finally ended the suspense: “The sixth floor.”
6F, this d*mn number which left me confused and haunted for five days. After entering the car, I pressed the button for him while in a bad mood.
Lu Chengze then asked, “What about you, what floor are you on?”
I then pressed twelve.
Lu Chengze smiled slightly: “Oh.”
The outcome of this was that this guy hid his hand. It was near noon when he came to our floor. When I saw him appear on our floor, seeming to be looking for someone, my heart started racing. After all, he was so tall and outstanding.
Someone recognized him, and he was dragged into an aisle for questioning. The man turned his eyes over and signaled to me. Lu Chengze followed him, smiled at him again, and walked across the aisle without looking to the side.
Heavens, I placed a hand on my head. I wasn’t going to have an “office romance” the first week of coming to Guangniu, was I?
Sitting at the workstation next to me, my in-house colleagues easily found him and stretched out their necks.
“Hi, hello.” He stopped in front of my workstation, turned his head slightly, and greeted me politely.
“I saw you in the elevator this morning.” His beautiful eyes were shining, and his words were straightforward: “Are you still single?”
My colleague showed an excited, gourd eating face.[4]
What kind of plot setting was this, and what kind of life-taking proposal was being thrown at me? I was at a loss for words.
I was thankful for my colleague, she took the initiative to answer on my behalf: “Yes! Yes! She doesn’t have a boyfriend yet!”
Lu Chengze curved his lips and kept his eyes fixed on me: “If it’s okay/, can I invite you to a meal at noon?”
Even after being looked at with that gaze so many times, my face still got a little hot. I tried to smile generously: “Okay, where?”
……
After he left, I went on a crusade against him on WeChat and sent him a [fist].
He returned a smiley face, the kind which looked very excited, as if it’s dreams had come true.
I said: Well, now, no one will ask about Lu Chengze in the Lifu building. Everyone knows that he wants to invite the partner company staff on the 12th floor to have lunch.
He replied: Well, it’s still love at first sight.
I tried my best to hold back my laughter, for fear of being caught by my colleague, even though she had been excitedly harassing me for a long time just before.
I said: Childish.
He didn’t speak, and shared a song: 《I Thought Too Much About Your Description》.
It wasn’t convenient for me to use my earbuds while at work, so I muted the sound and looked at the lyrics:
“I thought too much too much about your description
Emerges is your voice, scent and outline
The momentary loss of control which is to blame for my stupidity
All because of my impulsive doting”
“I thought too much too much about your description
Emerges is your voice, scent and outline
The momentary loss of control which is to blame for my stupidity
All because of my impulsive doting”
At the end of the song, this line was being repeatedly sung:
I just want you, to keep thinking about me
I just want you, to keep thinking about me
Keep thinking about me
……
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[1] This isn’t referring to them being in a blood-related relationship but it’s a more intimate way of address. I’m not clear on why but it’s commonly used for boyfriends. At least, that’s the case in many of the Chinese dramas I’ve watched.
[2] Not referring to blood relations but rather a young woman.
[3] Remember, her name is a homonym of the word, wonderful, in Chinese. I’m so sad the pun doesn’t come across!!!! Aahhhhhhhh!
[4] “Gourd eaters” is a Chinese internet term which refers to onlookers who simply watch the current situation without expressing any opinion.