For a period of time, his parents hadn’t come to the school to hound him for money. Jing Jiaxi was more than happy to enjoy this peace, casting aside the vexing thoughts regarding his family, making each day fulfilling and interesting.
He thirstily absorbed knowledge on the university campus, finding books he previously lacked the time to read due to his part-time jobs within the school’s richly stocked library collection.
Jing Jiaxi was highly satisfied with his life; it was flat and blissful, and he felt so relaxed it was as if he were dreaming.
While reading Fortress Besieged, Jing Jiaxi recalled the manner in which Fu Qianyu had proposed marriage to him.
Fu Qianyu would make a good father, and was also a solid reliance.
The matter with his parents—perhaps, no, it was definitely handled by him.
Otherwise, based on his understanding of his parents, if he were evading them, they would have unfurled banners to throw tantrums and roll on the ground at the school gates, rather than being as calm and tranquil as they were now.
Jing Jiaxi smoothed away the sharp pains his inner thoughts brought him, studying with a peaceful mind to pave the way for his own future.
“Jiaxi, are you truly not going to participate in a single event for the sports meet?”
One day after class dismissed, the class monitor, Mi Yaxing, approached him with a smile while holding a record log.
Jing Jiaxi waved his hands, sweating with embarrassment: “When it comes to sports, I am truly no good; I can’t participate.”
The doctor had instructed him to avoid running and jumping as much as possible, and he even had to consume Chinese herbal medicine daily to supplement his body and nurture the pregnancy. He was genuinely powerless to help.
“It doesn’t matter, just going up there to make up the numbers is fine.” Mi Yaxing continued to induce him: “If you participate, I’ll buy you milk tea.”
Mi Yaxing clasped her hands together, her fan-like eyelashes fluttering: “Please, please! There are only thirteen boys in our class in total, and I’ve dragged all of them to sign up, but the count is still insufficient. Just go to provide a headcount; even walking is perfectly fine.”
Jing Jiaxi was at a loss for how to decline the class monitor’s request; he truly wasn’t very adept at refusing others.
Lv Pengtao sneered with cynicism: “Soft egg! If you’re a man, don’t say you can’t do it!”
He utterly despised this pale-faced pretty boy who cradled a thermos flask even in the dead of summer and wrapped himself up securely. Was he learning sun protection from the young girls? What a coward!
Lv Pengtao brushed back his bangs in what he assumed was a dashing manner: “Class monitor, our bro here signed up for three events. Long-distance running, the one-hundred-meter dash, and the high jump are all my specialties.”
Hearing him utter such vulgarity, Mi Yaxing’s sweet smile stiffened. She desperately wanted to rebuff him, but she required the numbers to fill the headcount, and the people from the same dormitory as Lv Pengtao all looked up to him as their leader.
Mi Yaxing could only offer a fake smile: “Not bad, classmate’s physique is quite good, keep up the good work. Heh heh.”
She turned around and said softly to Jing Jiaxi: “Student Jing, it’s perfectly fine whether you participate or not; this is voluntary enrollment. There are rewards for signing up, and it’s also very normal not to sign up.”
Mi Yaxing didn’t want Jing Jiaxi to suffer scoldings due to her presence. Having finished speaking, she intended to exit the classroom.
Having received praise, the corners of Lv Pengtao’s mouth curled exceptionally high.
Watching the goddess depart, his intention to mock this pale-faced pretty boy a couple more times dissipated.
Heh heh, what female would fancy a weakling physique like Jing Jiaxi’s? To attract women, it still required his manly masculine flavor.
If this pale-faced pretty boy genuinely dared to step onto the sports field, he would quietly teach him a lesson.
Lv Pengtao sauntered off to the gym with an air of immense arrogance, intending to showcase his majestic prowess within the gym.
Jing Jiaxi was completely unbothered by his mockery. He quietly packed his backpack and was picked up by the driver to return home to consume some nutritional supplements.
Ever since discovering his morning sickness left him with a poor appetite and caused him to eat very little, Fu Qianyu would frequently come over to accompany him for meals.
The chef altered methods to prepare delicious food for him, which prevented Jing Jiaxi from reaching the point of requiring nutritional injections.
At the entrance, the man’s leather shoes were neatly arranged on the shoe rack.
Fu Qianyu was currently seated on the sofa utilizing his laptop for work. The man’s sitting posture was courteous, and the way he earnestly handled matters possessed a great deal of masculine charm.
Jing Jiaxi lamented internally that people who conducted major affairs always appeared highly occupied; he had never seen Fu Qianyu idle. At any moment, he would pick up his notebook to process public affairs or pick up the phone to communicate with others.
Hearing the sound of him opening the door, Fu Qianyu closed his laptop.
Meals suitable for consumption had already been laid out on the dining table.
The two commenced eating with unspoken coordination. After spending a period of time together, Jing Jiaxi was no longer like the beginning, when eating with someone left him only daring to pick at the dishes directly in front of him.
Once Jing Jiaxi grew familiar with Fu Qianyu, he understood that the person before him would not harm him, and when hungry, he naturally consumed big mouthfuls of food.
Adolescents always grew hungry rapidly. Having taken online classes from 8:00 AM all day today, and having barely eaten anything in the morning due to morning sickness, Jing Jiaxi currently felt as if he could devour an entire cow.
The way his cheeks bulged as he chewed and chewed looked highly like a hamster to Fu Qianyu.
Upon tasting a dish he favored, the boy’s eyes would instantly light up, and then the corners of his eyes would slightly crinkle, his entire being overflowing with happiness.
Fu Qianyu occasionally watched the rich expressions he unconsciously revealed, making the ordinary white rice in his own bowl taste a few fractions sweeter.
For some unknown reason, Fu Qianyu had developed a fondness for coming here recently, perhaps because the boy possessed the ability to make one relax their state of mind.
Fu Qianyu looked at him a few extra times, and the perceptive Jing Jiaxi detected that the man before him appeared to be smiling.
Even though the corners of his mouth hadn’t budged and his expression hadn’t altered, he simply sensed that Fu Qianyu was in a highly pleasant mood.
With the person beside him in a good mood, Jing Jiaxi also crinkled his eyes as a sign of companionship, offering him a slight smile.
Fu Qianyu’s chopsticks paused, the gaze directed at the boy deepening by several degrees.
Fu Qianyu despised himself for the inappropriate thought surfacing in his mind: Cute, want to do him.
Jing Jiaxi rubbed his neck. Why did he feel an sensation as if he were being targeted by a massive animal? He felt a bit creeped out.
The cell phone vibrated “buzz buzz” twice. Jing Jiaxi opened his phone while chewing on a piece of tender and chewy sweet and sour short rib.
It was a message from the class group chat. The class monitor, Mi Yaxing, was asking because the number of participants from the class was insufficient; no one had signed up for the sports meet yet. Going would grant extra academic credits as well as trophies.
No one responded in the class group chat, looking rather cold and indifferent.
University freshmen had long since lost interest in campus activities; even if there were academic credits, the majority of people were too lazy to move.
“Mmh…” Jing Jiaxi furrowed his brows while biting his spoon.
Fu Qianyu inquired: “What’s wrong?”
“The sports meet. The headcount for the class is insufficient, and I’m wondering whether I should sign up.”
“With your body in this state, how can you sign up?” Fu Qianyu had just inspected his medical examination report from yesterday. His severely overdrawn body had only improved a tiny fraction, and yet he was already contemplating exercise.
Fu Qianyu’s tone and facial expression carried an obvious disapproval.
“But, the class monitor is very anxious, and it only requires signing up to mingle around a bit. There’s no need for large-scale movements, so it shouldn’t affect the child.”
Jing Jiaxi explained subconsciously.
However, Fu Qianyu lifted his eyes to look at him and stated: “Since you have already formulated a decision in your heart, there is no necessity to explain it to me.”
Jing Jiaxi’s train of thought was interrupted, and he couldn’t help but ponder: why did he seek Fu Qianyu’s opinion?
…Because of the child?
Was he worried that Fu Qianyu would forbid him from participating for the sake of the child’s health?
“If you go, remember to apply proper sun protection.”
Seeing Jing Jiaxi dazed, Fu Qianyu assumed he was startled by his own tone.
He reflected on whether he had utilized a heavier tone, subsequently employing what he considered his gentlest words to show concern for the delicate and weak boy before him.
Previously, when Jing Jiaxi was sorrowful, he had wept in his embrace until he hiccuped continuously, an image of an absolute helpless and weak figure engraved deeply into his heart.
From their very first intimate contact, the boy had wept uncontrollably, biting his shoulder as his tears fell with soft sobs.
Fu Qianyu had never witnessed a boy so fragile and easily shattered; it was as if a mere touch would make him cry, and the slightest coldness in tone would redden the rims of his eyes.
Therefore, he exerted his maximum caution to avoid piercing the boy’s sensitive inner heart.
Fu Qianyu’s voice possessed an unprecedented patience, carrying a slightly awkward sense of condescension.
Jing Jiaxi was unaware that Fu Qianyu had contemplated so much; he merely fell silent for a few seconds.
Biting his spoon, he tilted his head: “Will you come to watch me participate in the competition?