Turtle Ink

  Although Zhao Zimo felt that actively confessing to the extreme product a few days before the confession was a lifelong regret, the extreme product became her boyfriend as she wished, and the regret could be temporarily forgotten. After all, this is something that makes her feel proud.

  The first person she thanked was her cousin Wen Nuan, who had been abandoned by her on the street. As soon as she saw her cousin waiting at the subway entrance, she smiled like a flower and rushed over: "Wen Nuan jiejie, you're my lucky star, thank you so much today!"

  Her older cousin laughed and let her hang from her neck: "What's making you so happy?"

  Zhao Zimo beamed with delight: "I finally confessed to the boy I've had a crush on for so long today! It turns out he has feelings for me too, how can I not be happy? So you're the big benefactor, I reluctantly gave up my plan to ask him out today, just in case you and Dad wouldn't get along, I'm being pretty loyal, aren't I?"

  With a guilty conscience...

  Zhao Zimo subconsciously licked his still slightly swollen lips, the feeling of being infatuated and having a pleasant sensation lingering on, and the back of his ears slowly turned pink again.

  Alas...

  Today she didn't dare go on a date with him...

  My older cousin just smiled: "That's quite righteous."

  Zhao Zimo chattered all the way like a noisy little sparrow, and finally concluded proudly, "Warm Warm sister, I think that sometimes you just have to break through one layer of window paper. Otherwise, no matter how much you like him or love him, if you don't say it out loud, how will he know? Even if he feels it too, it's not as real or safe as having him personally acknowledge it, right?"

  Yeah, yeah, although she confessed first, it was absolutely the extreme who made the first move. She should be balanced. As for not enjoying the rights of a girlfriend for these tens of days, there's still plenty of time in the future, and she won't believe that it can't be made up for.

  But...

  Turtles are turtles.

  At night, Zhao Zimo, who had been unblocked by then, stared at the flashing mobile phone, but didn't dare to reach out and answer it.

  What's displayed on the screen is "extreme"...

  What would he say if he accepted? What else could she say that wouldn't remind her of that blushing and heart-pounding moment?

  At the time she was hesitating, Beiye Qing pushed open the door and came in quietly, suddenly speaking out: "Momo, what's wrong with you, why aren't you answering your phone."

  Zhao Zimo quickly grabbed the phone, in a panic pressed reject, turned around and expressed his dissatisfaction to his mother: "Mom, every time you enter my room without knocking, you're done. From now on, if I'm impolite, I'll say I learned it from my mom at home."

  Kitano Kiyoyuki didn't care at all: "Well, let me warn you then, don't let your dad know when something happens, or he'll lock you up again and make you write a 10,000-word self-criticism."

  Zhao Zimo skipped class.

  Alright, she's always been a mother who has relied on her powerful connections.

  Bei Ye Qing directly walked to the bedside, lifted up the quilt and got in: "Baby, goodnight."

  "Mom, you're taking over my bed again!"

  Bei Ye Qing buried her head in the quilt and didn't make another sound. Zhao Zi Mo rolled his eyes at the ceiling: Mom is quarreling with Dad again...

  She stared blankly for a moment, then silently glanced at her phone which had been rejected and ignored...

  Stared wide-eyed.

  She thought she had pressed the reject button, but...

  The key wasn't pressed correctly, and her phone was set to answer on any key press, so...

  I was just keeping the line open.

  Zhao Zimo glanced at his old mother on the bed, took out his mobile phone and stood in the corridor, weakly putting the phone to his ear. The other end was very quiet, and he could vaguely hear the sound of typing on the keyboard.

  This guy is too patient, no one responded for such a long time and he still doesn't know whether to hang up the phone!

  Zhao Zimo resignedly spoke up: "Hey..."

  My heart is racing and skipping beats, my voice is so weak.

  "What are you doing?"

  "Arguing with mom, nothing's been done."

  "Gu Cheng continued to ask in a very ordinary tone: 'Why didn't you answer the phone earlier?'"

  Zhao Zimo: "......"

  Someone who was trying to remain calm started stuttering: "I-I was watching TV downstairs earlier and my phone was in the bedroom..."

  Gu Chengge stopped typing on the keyboard in the CC software office, adjusted the earbuds stuffed in his ears, changed to a comfortable posture leaning against the leather swivel chair, remained silent for a moment, and decided... to let her off for the time being.

  Otherwise there is the danger of being cut off immediately.

  So they just chatted, one topic ended and he quickly switched to the next, the atmosphere was very harmonious, Zhao Zimo's original awkward thoughts gradually forgotten in the conversation.

  Until...

  After a topic was interrupted, Gu Cheng suddenly asked, "A Mo, are you free tomorrow?"

  See you again tomorrow...

  Zhao Zimo looked up at the dazzling fluorescent lights in the corridor, that brightness seemed to be the same as the sparkle in her eyes when he smiled at her, then she shamefully remembered that soul-stirring kiss...

  Zhao Zimo's face turned red again.

  "I don't have time tomorrow to go to Guang Dian Center to make a special program about you, I'm going to sleep now, bye."

  She rattled off like a string of firecrackers and then immediately hung up the phone.

  It's all over. Just thinking about that kiss makes her heart flutter and her blood boil. She doesn't want to see him, partly because she's really embarrassed and partly...

  She's afraid that once she sees him, she won't be able to help herself and will rush over to him!

  This is absolutely impossible. She has already taken the initiative to confess, now she needs to be reserved and can't show her hungry state in front of him, that's too embarrassing.

  The next day, Zhao Zimo really went to the broadcasting center. After all, if she finished a day early, she could become an official employee of the broadcasting center a day earlier. However, what she saw were all extreme photos or dynamic video materials...

  Zhao Zimo was completely distracted.

  His eyebrows and eyes are so delicate and good-looking, his faint smile is so captivating, his lips are so... just one glance makes people's hearts flutter.

  He is as calm as water, as elegant as chrysanthemum, and as profound as ink.

  He is elegant and refined, his demeanor is calm and composed, his style is unmatched, every move he makes is so extraordinary...

  And yet this person has already become her boyfriend for dozens of days when she is still in a daze, more importantly, he seems to be somewhat insecure and uncertain if her heart is also burning...

  He said: I want to burn with you together.

  She couldn't say it out loud, so she grabbed the phone and crouched under the computer desk to dial that familiar number. After it connected, she lowered her voice and asked directly: "Hey, pervert, how are you so certain I'll eventually like you?"

  At that time, Gu Cheng was attending the New Year's meeting convened by the general manager of CC Software Company. Upon hearing this, he slightly raised his eyebrows, and a hint of smile escaped from the bottom of his eyes, which rarely showed emotion.

  He stretched out his long legs under the table and said in a relaxed tone: "I see that the green mountain is enchanting, I reckon the green mountain should be like this when it sees me."

  "Hello?"

  Then...

  "Honk honk"

  The phone was hung up.

  Zhao Zimo crawled out from under the computer desk and slapped his phone shut.

  This narcissist!

  But looking at the elegant and refined person on the computer, she couldn't help but feel: Top-notch people have the capital to be narcissistic.

  No choice, she seems to be the president of the Association for Beautiful Appearance.

  Then sent another message to harass him.

  "Extremely good, fortunately you're charming enough."

  Gu Chengge glanced at the text message and replied with a ready-made SMS, his expression calm as he continued speaking.

  On Zhao Zimo's phone screen appeared a series of images:

  A boy wearing a big red shorts and a girl wearing a big red belly warmer met face to face.

  Two little brats kissing together, with countless pink hearts and dreamy bubbles emerging from the place where they kissed.

  Seven words appear in Xia Ai Xin and Shui Pao Pao.

  I wanted to kiss you as soon as I saw you.

  Zhao Zimo has calmed down and is now diligently studying how to produce a program.

  For several days in a row, they remained in this state.

  During the day, Zhao Zimo would often call or send text messages to harass him. At night, Gu Chengge would call over and they would chat casually, but Zhao Zimo refused to meet up in person.

  Until the night before school starts.

  "Gu Cheng asked over the phone, 'What time will you arrive at school tomorrow?'"

  "Probably around nine." Zhao Zimo replied, then paused for a moment, "Uh, you'll be going to school tomorrow too, but I should be pretty busy, you know, the first day of school and all, gotta clean everywhere, dorms, classrooms, public areas and stuff."

  "Uh-huh, I know. I'll come pick you up at noon and we can go eat together."

  "No need, no need, I've already made plans with a few people from the dorm to go out for dinner together."

  I wanted to kiss you as soon as I saw you.

  Zhao Zimo's heart was filled with a lingering sense of unease, and after being kissed by him once, she was infatuated for several days. If they were to meet again and kiss, she would have to be on cloud nine every day, not that she didn't want to kiss him, but at least the cycle should be longer.

  Gu Cheng stood at the window of the bedroom, silent for a few seconds before saying: "A Mo, are you still feeling embarrassed?"

  He thought that just having phone contact for these few days would be enough, and he had endured not going to the broadcasting center to pick her up after work, so her sulky mood should have adjusted by now.

  Zhao Zimo: "......"

  Her little trick was seen through, and her face immediately turned red, bright as if it were about to bleed.

  "You'll get used to it eventually."

  Zhao Zimo: "......"

  What does he mean by that!

  "It's like getting used to eating every day."

  Zhao Zimo: "......"

  Forgive her, she directly hung up the phone. She didn't know that the extreme product was a big grey wolf wearing sheepskin, and his true form was actually so...so...

  His intention is not to have her every day like eating three meals a day!

  She thought for a moment and sent a message over.

  "When you walk into a primitive forest with a bow and arrow on your back, suddenly, there is a wolf in front of you and a ghost behind you, do you shoot the wolf or the ghost?"

  There will be information reminders soon.

  Open, the content has seven words, plus a comma and a period.

  "In front of someone, they all are."

  Zhao Zimo suddenly fell silent, silently closed his phone, silently walked back to the room, silently turned off the light, and silently slipped under the covers...

  Enter concentration.

  She didn't know that the face of a top-quality person could be so thick-skinned.