Intense Love / Fall In Love with My Doctor 韫色过浓 – Chapter 12.2


Chapter 12.2 - Going Home (2)

    As soon as she finished speaking, there was a footstep on the staircase, and then a black silhouette appeared at the stairwell. Su JinBei composed herself and siad, "Big Brother."

    Su Xianyan looked at her and nodded slightly, "You’re  back."

 "Well, I didn’t know that Big Brother is at home today?"

    "Getting something."

    "Oh."

    It was a simple conversation , Su Xianyan did not stay much, turned a corner and walked to the promenade on the other side, and returned to his room.

    Su Huangbe shrugged his shoulders, used to the cold reaction of this cousin. At this moment, she suddenly remembered Zhou Shiyun, the two were equally cold and indifferent, isolated from the world.

    However, the two are quite different. Su Xianyan's coldness contains a sense of chill and a killer aura which makes people dare not get close easily. But Zhou Shiyun's indifference was completely natural. He wasn’t intentionally doing it. He was just used to it. It is an inborn trait.

    Therefore, Su Jinbei would not go close to Su Xianyan, but she dared to "move the earth" with Zhou Shiyun. She knew that Zhou Shiyun would not hurt her, because he was just like that.

    "Sister, why are you smiling happily?" Su Jianan wondered.

    Su Jinbei touched her face. Did she?

    She knocked on Su Jianan's head, "What are you talking about, go back to your room."

    Su Jinbei said as she took out her mobile phone, she was so busy during this time that she forgot to call and harass him.

    After returning to the room, Su JinBei lay lazily on the bed. She held up her mobile phone and typed a few sentences, but then thought that Zhou Shiyun might not reply to her message if it were just normal texts, so she wrote what Zhou Shiyun was most likely to reply..

    "Zhou Shiyun, my stomach hurts a lot, tell me what happened to me." After a minute, he really returned the text message, but it was a very cold, very short, "Which part?"

    Su Jinbei smiled and wrote, "On the right, what kind of illness might I have?"

    "If it hurts in the lower right, it may be the appendix, but it doesn't rule out other reasons. Go to the hospital."

    Su Jinbei lay on the bed, "Oh, I suddenly found out that the left side is also very painful, Oh no, my entire stomach is in pain, I hope it’s not serious.”

    This time Zhou Shiyun didn’t reply to the text message for a long time. Su Jinbei waited a long time and sent him a message again, “Dr. Zhou, stomach hurts, waiting for treatment. "

    After a long time, he replied with a word, "Hospital."

    Su Jinbei chuckled and lay on the bed in a different posture. Two long, white, straight legs were circling in the air.

    "I prefer Dr. Zhou to give me treatment, I don’t really want to go to the hospital."

    "Oh."

    Just one word?

    Su Jinbei humphed, and finally called him directly. After the call was connected, she asked pretending to be weak, "Zhou Shiyun, your future wife is about to die from pain and this is how you react?"

    From Zhou Shiyun’s side, the sound of paper flipping was heard, "Listening to your voice, it's no big deal."

    "My voice is so weak and you say it is no big deal? It's a big deal."

    Zhou Shiyun's tone was faint. "In that case, instead of wasting time calling me, you should Call 120 (illa: ambulance) for help."

    "You’re useless." Su Jinbei secretly hooked her lips, deliberately lowering her voice, "Actually, my stomach is hurting because I was missing you, other doctors can't cure it." 

On the other end of the phone, Zhou Shiyun pursed his lips, he could imagine Su Jinbei's cunning and hooliganism when she said this sentence.

    "Su Jinbei."

    "What?"

    "Tomorrow, I will go to the Su Residence."

    Su Jinbei smiled, she didn't respond. She did not expect Zhou Shiyun to suddenly say this, "What?"

    "Tomorrow at 8 o'clock in the evening, you will go to Beijing with me."

    "Wait, what?" Su JinBei sat up from the bed, "What plane, what Beijing, me and you?"

    "Well,of course, I will inform your family." Zhou Shiyun is still as casual as ever.

    Su Jinbei was surprised, "Wait, why should I go to Beijing with you."

    "Well..." Zhou Shiyun switched his ear that was listening to the phone and said indifferently, "Didn’t you say your stomach hurts because you missed me, then, let’s meet."

    Su Jinbei, "..."

    Shit, did Zhou Shiyun learn from her and started telling cold jokes?

    Su Jinbei did not expect Zhou Shiyun to suddenly say that he would take her back to Zhou Residence. She indeed likes Zhou Shiyun very much recently, but she thinks she hasn’t seduced him yet? Why would he bring her home...

    At first Su Jinbei was confused, but later she thought about it a little bit more and understood. During her stay in the hospital, her mother didn't bother her at all. That clearly means handing her over to Zhou Shiyun. Her mother probably thought they were already together.

    And if her mother thinks so, then the people over the Zhou family must have the same idea... Zhou Shiyun wanting to bring her back must be the elder's wishes.

    Su Jinbei got up and opened the closet, Since that’s the case...

    What should she wear tomorrow?

    Su Jinbei, who was seriously picking her clothes, didn't realize that, the thought of dislike towards going to Zhou Residence since young, seems to vanish like smoke in thin air.

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Love is Sweet 半是蜜糖半是伤 Prologue


Prologue

                The investment banker who went "A Date with Luyu" (an interview series) is a mysterious figure in the eyes of the public. The impressions people have on investment bankers are to take first-class flights, stay five-star hotels, and live a decent life.
 
　　  Today, the guests I’ve invited are several young investment bankers. Let us get to know more about their lives
 
　　   First of all, welcome the vice president of MHIBD Asia Pacific Vice President Juno, Ms Jiang.
 
Commentary: Her name is Juno, graduated from Harvard with MBA, and Master in Applied Mathematics, and is the youngest female vice president of MH Asia Pacific. 

  "Juno, I always thought that banker would wear a tailored suit all year round, with a pair of gold wire glasses covering their ruthless looking eyes, expressionless when they talk. Haha, its probably because I’ve watched too many movies, but you really aren’t like a banker."
 
　　   "Because I wear jeans?" she asked.
 
　　   "No, mainly because you are beautiful and fashionable. Do you need to disguise yourself by wearing black-framed glasses at work?" One reporter asked.
 
　　   "And maybe changing into a conservative looking black suit with hair in a bun. And upon shaking your head that your bun will loosen up so that your hair can fall gracefully after work?". Another one added.
 
　　   "Yes, this is more in line with everyone's imagination, what is your daily life like?" One interrupted.
 
　　   "My life actually resembles all office workers. I arrive at my office at 9 in the morning and work an average of 10-12 hours a day."
 
　　   "Since your work hours are so long, do you not have a private life? A beautiful girl like you should be receiving bouquets of flowers after work every day."
 
　　   "When I end my work, the flowers would probably have withered"
 
　　   "Are you regretting your choice of entering this industry? Why did you choose this career in the past?”
 
                "First, this job requires wisdom, and it’s challenging and stressful. Second, the people you meet every day are smart and interesting, and I like that it challenges and forces me to think at a higher level when I am with them. This allows me to learn and absorb new things. Third, high income. Maybe I should have mentioned this first. The fact is for the first three years after you graduate, the income is pretty low, no more what a standard job will earn. But these three years are the most painful and tiring part of the career and only a few people can survive through it. So if you go to the investment bank for the sake of making money, you will definitely not succeed. The main focus should be still on challenging yourself constantly. "
 
　　   "So how do you usually relief your stress? Will you cry?"
 
　　   "Crying is actually too common to be mentioned, scolding, beating... when I dream, I hope my boss will not watch this show"
 
　　   "Many people are very envious of you. Just now we have mentioned your life taking flights in the first-class cabin, staying in a five-star hotel, and living a decent life. Do you think it is accurate?"...
 
　　   Airplane rides leading to osteoporosis. Living in hotels like you don’t have a home.

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My Little Happiness 我的小确幸 Chapter 2.1

（credits: aoaod）

     

Chapter 2.1 Wen Rang

Seeing the delivery uncle disappear after the lift door closed, Zhong Zhen continued to knock on the door. "Cousin, open the door! I'm delivering food to you! Aren’t you hungry?"
No sound came from behind it, Zhong Zhen sat on the door and started eating the takeaways. He stood up, wiping his mouth after finishing his portion, and “reflected” loudly, "Cousin, I am at fault."

Cong Rong heard his apology but just as she was about to open the door for him, she heard his fallacies.

"Girls nowadays are always too reserved, how could I ask led you for opinions? I should bring my boss in front of you and push him into your arms instead! Um! That's it! Cousin, I am full already and I have left half of the food for you. I’ve hanged it on the door handle. I am leaving so that you can come out and get it when you are no longer angry. "

At that very moment, Cong Rong realized and was sure that this boy whom she had grown up with, has lost his upright character over the years she was overseas...
The weather is getting colder and colder the following days was as gloomy as Cong Rong's mood. After all, no one would be in good mood after working overtime till late at night almost 24/7. 

A new encounter with that man was that weekend, after a heavy snowfall. Cong Rong came back home after lunch and was strolling on the snow in her neighborhood. As soon as she entered the lobby, he saw that man standing at the lift waiting. He was wearing a neat suit with a cashmere coat draped over his left arm. He was standing beside her. The black suitcase he was holding gave a clue that he had gone for a far trip.

Cong Rong has been a lawyer Long enough to  have seen many men wearing formal attire, however, many of them looked rigid or looked like they were selling insurance. Only a handful of them will look good in it.
She glanced at him quietly. It was a hand-made, expensive suit that represented his status. As many would say, gray is the top pick in a man’s wardrobe, it’s modest and arrogant.
Being an expert in reading people and of course  their dressing, she knows that it is not the blazer but the collared shirt beneath it that says something about the net worth of a man. The collar of the man’s shirt was precisely tailored, and the sleeves of the white linen shirt were half an inch longer than the sleeves of the blazer. Perfect.

Cong Rong's eyes glanced downwards, his trousers fitted to his long legs, and its hem touches the shoes at the right length.

When she lifted her head, she saw him tugging at his tie. His long, graceful fingers bent slightly to reveal the sharp joints, and as the hand moved, Cong Rong’s heartbeat was surging, how sexy.

Stop looking, stop looking! Cong Rong's kept reminding herself, but her eyes were reluctant to move away.

After a few seconds, she turned around decisively. She needs another stroll in the snow to calm down.

The lift door opened, and at the corner of his eyes, Wen Shaoqing got a glimpse of the person leaving. He smiled and entered the lift.

Wen Shaoqing went home and took a bath, changed into fresh clothes before heading out. When he walked past the garden, he saw his new neighbor in a casual outfit standing next to a group of children who were jumping happily, stomping and playing with snow. She looks so different from how she looks right after work. He looked at her for a while and left with a smile.

The road was covered with snow, the temperature was low, and ice was forming. Wen Shaoqing didn't drive and took a few the subway towards the south of the city.
When he reached the destination, he walked a bit more and reached the entrance of a courtyard. A strong scent of medicinal herbs can be smelled just by standing at  the door. The smell grew more prominent in the cold wind. He stood at the door and took a deep breath of the smell before knocking on the door.

Three knocks and that was it, Wen Shaoqing waited quietly for a while before seeing the door open from inside. He smiled happily, "Grandma."
The silver-haired old lady greeted him, “ You are back. I guessed it would be you, no one has such kind of patience after knocking the door, they don’t like to wait. And you know that your grandma is old and slow.”

Wen Shaoqing closed the door, put his hand over her shoulders intimately, and helped her walk in. "Well, I just arrived this noon, I come to join yall for dinner, and... to get my dog."
Grandma laughed, "why? Are you still trying to hide from us the fact that you named him Rang Yi Rang (Excuse me in Chinese)? As soon as your grandfather called your Uncle’s name, your dog will run happily to him, we didn’t take very long to figure you named him after your uncle. How can you be so naughty?"

"Hahaha, where is grandpa?"
"Your aunt is sick, your cousin came to get some medicine for her, your grandfather is with your uncle making herbal decoction in the kitchen!"

Wen Shaoqing raised his eyebrows, "Xiao Ziyuan is here too?"

Wen Shaoqing ’s uncle Wen Rang is the youngest son of Grandpa Wen, only a few years older than Wen Shaoqing. Although they are uncle and nephew, they grew up together under the care of Grandpa Wen from a young age. Wen Shaoqing doesn’t have the habit of addressing Wen Rang as Uncle. A few years ago, Wen Rang, who was young and famous in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, went to a temple on a mountain without leaving a word. No one has any idea why he did that. It was probably because he was there for too long, eating and using up resources there that the temple wanted him to leave. He then placed a sign in the temple and started curing illnesses for those that came to him. He didn't care whether his business was good or bad, but he spent his time casually like he wanted every day. He was taught by Grandpa Wen (his father) and his vetting skills are superb. His fame spread after a period of time and the number of people looking for him to find remedy gradually increased. Many of them came from other places all over the country and he made some money from helping them. He paid his earnings to the temple as fees for staying there, the leftover were given to it as donations.

He stayed there for a couple of years. Some time ago, Wen Shaoqing shanghaied him to come back home and he hasn’t been able to find a chance to leave just yet.

     

My Little Happiness 我的小确幸 Chapter 1.2



     

Chapter 1.2 - New Neighbor is a weirdo

Cong Rong glanced down at the hand, it looks familiar. She glanced up, the face looks familiar too.

She nodded lightly, "Thanks."

The person from behind responded casually, "Welcome."

Cong Rong came out of the supermarket with a few boxes of yogurt only to see that a familiar Samoyed was sitting at the door. It stayed obediently like it’s waiting for the owner. His fur was as white as snow, and two children stood beside him looking at him curiously.

The two children stretched out their hands to carefully touch the Samoyed's hair, screamed in excitement upon succeeding and scampered away in happiness.

Cong Rong smiled and envied at how happiness could be so simple to kids.

After that day, Cong Rong had not seen the man for days. His doors were shut all the time and she wondered if the guy was just a dream of hers.

However, Zhong Zhen started visiting her more and more often.

As soon as she opened the door of her house, she saw Zhong Zhen lying on the sofa, eating snacks and watching TV.

Cong Rong walked over and lightly kicking away his leg that was blocking the way. After sitting down, she looked at him intently. "Why are you here again, are you expelled from your school?"

"No!" Zhong Zhen drew back his legs. "My boss is having a meeting in another city, so I am free these days."

Cong Rong felt so tired after work, both physically and mentally. She was staring at the TV screen blankly and suddenly realized Zhong Zhen staring at her. "Yes, what?”

Zhong Zhen asked carefully, "Cousin, why don’t  you find a boyfriend?"

Cong Rong frowned, "What are you up to?"

Zhong Zhen laughed, "it’s nothing important, it’s just that your mum was asking me about you and I accidentally told them that you are into women."

Cong Rong immediately sat up and asked seriously, "What’s your exact words? Did you say 

Cong Rong likes women or what? Did you use my name on my ID card? Also, did she record that down?"

"Uh ..." Zhong Zhen was speechless about her habit of interrogating ever since she became a layer. "No ... I just said that cousin might like women."

Cong Rong sighed in relief, leaning into the sofa, "That's okay, the subject and time in your statement are ambiguous, and everyone can have a different interpretation of the word "like", so this statement cannot be used against me. My mother teaches the law, she should know that well."

Zhong Zhen shook Cong Rong vigorously, "Cousin! Wake up already! You are off work!"

Cong Rong jostled him away, "If you dare to talk nonsense again next time, I can let you die a hundred times without getting caught!"

Zhong Zhen looked at the pillow in horror and rolled around on the soft sofa to change the topic, "Cousin, I am hungry!"

Cong Rong opened the takeaway app on her phone and threw it to him, "Order yourself!"
While waiting for the takeaway delivery, Zhong Zhen went to the study room to surf the internet, and Cong Rong continued doing her work.

Zhong Zhen looked at her, pointing at a shortcut icon on the computer screen and asked, "Cousin, are you still playing this game?"

Cong Rong didn't raise his head, "No."

She really didn't play anymore, she just kept it as a  memory.

Zhong Zhen was at a loss for words. He wanted to say something but could not find the right words. She frowned, "You are a grown-up man and you cannot find words to speak your mind?"

Zhong Zhen stared at her and asked: "Cousin, was it because of him that you never find a boyfriend?"

Cong Rong immediately refuted: "No!"

Zhong Zhen pouted, muttering softly, "I didn't say who the person is ..."

Cong Rong grabbed a pillow near her and threw it at him fiercely, "Zhong Zhen, do you want to die?"

"No. I don't want to ..." Zhong Zhen rushed over like a dog with a wagging tail, "Cousin, cousin! Let me introduce you to my boss? I think you two can be a match!"

Cong Rong looked up lazily, "A doctor?"

Zhong Zhen nodded heavily, "Yeah, yeah!"

Cong Rong held her chin and carefully thought for a moment before speaking solemnly: "Well, it's really quite a match, he can dismember me inconspicuously, or we can divorce with him leaving without a penny, is that what you want to see from our marriage? "

Zhong Zhen was speechless, "Cousin, don't be so pessimistic, my boss is a really good man! He also has a cute white..."

The next second, Zhong Zhen was kicked out of the house by Cong Rong. It frightened the delivery uncle whom was walking towards their unit. The delivery uncle passed the bags of food to him and looked at Zhong Zhen with sympathy“young man… you still have a long way to go (in this marriage)"

Zhong Zhen quickly explained: "She is my sister!"

The uncle shook his hand, “Hey, you don’t have to be embarrassed, being kicked out of your house by your wife need not be something that is shameful. I’ve been there done that, I have used this excuse before too.”
Zhong Zhen was speechless, "..."


     

The Love Equations 舟而复始 (致我们甜甜的小美满) Chapter 5








Chapter 5 - Can't see through

The weather is getting colder. Of course, the winter in the south is a little witch compared to the north, but Zhou Xiao is a person who is particularly afraid of the cold. When the air is a little colder, she wraps herself into a big dumpling. The coldness in this city is wet and cold. No matter how many clothes you wrap, that coldness comes out of your bones. Like her relationship with Zhao Fanzhou, cold from the inside, leaving both of them helpless.

    Zhou Xiao stood on the school road, holding a cell phone in her hand, and hesitated for a long time to call Zhao Fanzhou. She met Jia Yichun at the library yesterday. She was still so beautiful, soft and weak as if she would vomit blood at any moment. Even as a girl, she couldn't help but want to protect such a person.

    "Let's fight, but what do you want to say after fighting, say you met Jia Yichun, and he didn't tell me she was back. But her coming back is none of my business? Still, I only have two days before I start tutoring, I don’t really have much time to accompany you?” Zhou Xiao was thinking before the phone suddenly rang, scaring her, and looking down. It was her student — Li Duyou, a Korean student, slender and tall, she looks a little like Jin Zaiyuan, her hair is slightly long and curly, she has a lovely dimple when she smiles, and she looks very cute. She is very curious about whether Koreans love to make themselves almost the same.

    "Hello."

    "Hello, teacher? I'm Li ..." She suddenly paused and couldn't remember her Chinese name again.

    "Yes, I know who you are Li Do you, what's the matter?"

    "Teacher, class, when starting?" Koreans' object and subject will always be reversed.

    "I haven't arranged a time yet. I’ll inform you after I've arranged." She hasn't told Zhao Fanzhou yet.

    "What? I don't understand."

    "I text to tell you." Almost forgot her broken Chinese.

    "SMS? Oh, Hai." Hai your head, you are not even Japanese.

    "Bye."

    "Bye."

    After hanging up the phone, the thought of ​​calling Zhao Fanzhou disappeared. Forget it, go shopping with friends, isn't it just a man, let him die by himself.


(illa: Our Zhou Xiao is really Savage HAHAHA)

   Her roommate was trying on clothes, Zhou Xiao sat idly waiting outside, flipping her phone from time to time, and always waiting for his text message. He had been looking for her continuously when he first came back, and now suddenly he was cold again as if he had returned to him before going abroad. She used to be full of enthusiasm but after he suddenly went abroad without a sound. It really hurt her, just like the burning carbon was abruptly poured a bucket of cold water, "Swosh--" just a sound, but no sight of any smoke.

    "Do you think this looks good?"

    "Quite nice."

    "Don't you think it makes my legs look fat?" Zhou Xiao looked at it very carefully and wanted to slap her, skinny brat, still dare to say her legs were fat. Girls are so dense. They feel fat even when they are thin. The society really puts too much pressure on women. It seems like it is a sin to grow a bit of meat.

    "No, so skinny."

    "Really? I always think my legs and arms can be skinnier." She pinched her bare arms and thighs.

    "Miss, kindly leave a path for us to survive." Zhou Xiao finally couldn't help rolling her eyes.

    "Okay, then I’ll buy it." She ran to pay the bill. If I read correctly, the suit cost more than 600 yuan. The rich are really perverted. Zhou Xiao suddenly remembered that the previous time she lamented that the rich man was abnormal, she was in front of the district where Zhao Fanzhou lived. He has moved back to school now. What about the house in that district? Is it rented or bought? If it is bought, is his family rich? He never seemed to mention his family's affairs, but this time she came to know that he had a grandma in Canada.

    She suddenly felt a little panicky. She didn’t seem to know anything about him, who was in his family, where he grew up, what school she attended, what cartoons he loved to watch when she was a child, what idol he admired, and what age he had his first love ... And she almost gave her genealogy to him on the first day of dating him. Even told him the story of when she was a child, in order to let the teacher praise herself for picking up money, she gave her own fifty cents to the teacher and buried the money in order to be realistic. When he finished listening to this story, he laughed and said that she was already so strange as a child. The focus is on childishness, not strangeness, this dead person with no childhood!

    After visiting the street, she lay in a daze on the bed after taking a bath. Her roommate was humming with her headphones. Zhang Liangying's "painting heart"-"I can't see through it is the colour of your pupils. ... what your heart is bewitching ... "Suddenly there was a feeling of time and space disorder as if the soul was pulled out with the intermittent singing. I don't see it, I can't guess. Does everyone in love feel this way, or is it just me?

    Standing in front of the window, Zhao Fanzhou held a cup of tea in his hand, and hot tea was smoking white smoke, and his thoughts drifted with the white smoke.

    It's been so cold these days, should someone be so angry that they were cold? She is a person who often loses her temper when she is cold. She hasn't been looking for him recently, shouldn't he be angrier? They wanted to calm down, and see if they can find out where the problem lies. The result is that he feels more and more lonely. He is used to seeing her when he turns around, and he really can't recall how he spent the half-year without her. It seemed that he knew the problem. Previously, in their relationship, she was always the one taking the initiative, and since he returned, she seemed to be no longer willing to take the initiative, and then their relationship fell into a quagmire, making it impossible for them to move forward. He also tried to take the initiative, but he felt that something was wrong, maybe it was when she took the initiative, he was very cooperative, and when he took the initiative, she was not. Why didn't she take the initiative? Why doesn't she cooperate?


Unrequited Love 暗恋橘生淮南 Chapter 4.1



Chapter 4.1 - Can be considered a dream come true (1)

The coffee cup looked familiar.

    Suddenly she remembered when she was a child, her mother was on the verge of being laid off and took her to the human resource department auntie to give a gift. She was sitting in the auntie’s room touching a cup made of Lego, and it was just like this.

    Does the cup look good? A young sister asked while twitching her mouth.

    She nodded politely.

    It looks good, right? Can't afford it, right? This set is very expensive. Break it and I’ll make you pay. As soon as she raised her head, she went out with a snort and left Luo Zhi in the house.

    Good-looking? Xiao Luozhi whispered to the ceiling, obviously looks like poop.

    "It really looks like poop." The grown-up Luo Zhi said to himself warmly. The coffee cup in her hand is dark brown and spiral.

    Sheng Huainan was obviously unable to carry the situation, choked a sip of water, laughed, and awakened Luo Zhi.

    He gasped and asked, "You said the cup? The shape or the colour?"

    Luo Zhi was stunned for a while before slowly reacting.

    "Both." She also smiled with eyes curled.

    "Actually, I thought the same way when I first saw this cup. They said I was low-level."

    "Do you want to say that I am low-level?" Luo Zhi was between laughter and tears.

    The atmosphere eased without knowing.

    They casually talked about the classmates and teachers they knew and evaluated the selected elective courses, but they did not gossip. They were always polite and cautious.

    Not only afraid of the awkwardness but also afraid of saying the wrong words.

    The person in the light is divided brightly and deeply by light and shadow. Luo Zhi faced him, she felt that even smiling felt unnatural. In fact, he always seems a bit detached, three parts of his soul seem to have left. She can feel it.

    When he said he liked violin music, Luo Zhi was very excited and began to tell him that she didn’t like practising when she was a child, and she even set up piano scores and piano stools at home and forged the scene to cheat her mother. His eyes deviated once, he smiled bitterly, then shook his head, and finally smirked.

    She stopped, and for a long time, he was still immersed in his own world, with all kinds of smiles.

    At that moment, she felt a bit angry and insulted, but soon, her eyes were filled with Sheng Huainan rendered golden by the sun, his serene breathing and the undefeated happy smile on his mouth.

    She didn't know how she felt. She tried so hard to find a topic but was neglected, she felt frustrated but she was also embarrassed to be awestruck by the handsome calmness of the other party, and just sit still opposite, watching his humble happiness?

    She kept watching him with a wry smile until he woke up and tilted his head to look at her, and she couldn't say a word.

    This felt like that time when he was addicted to playing PSP in class. He looked up and found that he was being stared at by the teacher. He was embarrassed, a little flustered, and dared not take any action rashly. Roll call to answer questions? Luo Zhi wondered if she should blame with the phrase "Were you even listening to me?" At least give her an apology.

    She raised her hand and called the waiter for the bill.

    "Thank you so much, don't be renege on a debt." She smiled sincerely and cheerfully. She is best at disguising sincerity.

    This is enough. she thought.

    "Let me send you back to the dormitory." Sheng Huainan scratched his head and said with a smile, "Which building do you live in?"

    "No need, in fact, I just went out and want to walk around. I dont intend to go back yet." 

After saying this, a tanned boy walked over and lightly punched Sheng Huainan and said, “who are you secretly dating this time, this is number what?” Sheng Huainan smiled casually and told him to stop saying nonsense.

    "Instant noodles boy?" Luo Zhi remembered that this man was the boy eating noodles while riding a bike on the road. She has a highly retentive memory.

    The two boys looked at her with a confused look at the same time. She waved her hand and said, I’m leaving, bye.

    "Oh no, did I disturb your date? Beauty, you two continue, I will disappear immediately!"

    Luo Zhi's anger that had been suppressed in her heart seemed to finally find an exit. Slowly raised her eyes and stared at the boy's chuckling face, said with a smile, "Although I am neither dating him nor a beauty, I still think you should disappear immediately." 

The tanned boy froze. Her sharp gaze scared him out of his's wits, smirking and saying sorry, sorry, and ran away. Sheng Huainan focused his attention on her this time, her eyes sharp and calm. He paused for a moment as if thinking about something serious. A long while later he said, "I'm sorry." 

Luo Zhi shrugged, "Thank you for inviting me to drink coffee, goodbye."

    She turned around and walked a few steps, but turned back.

    Sheng Huainan's back was still upright, a few light hairs shook, dazzled slightly in her vision.

    He seems a little different from the person that walked in front of me every morning in high school, but there also seem to be no different.

    "Sheng Huainan."

    Luo Zhi heard her voice clearly, and she finally shouted his name against his back.

    Today is a historic day. Although it cannot be considered to be a happy day.

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My Little Happiness 我的小确幸 Chapter 1.1




     

Chapter 1.1 New Neighbor is a weirdo

In the winter morning, the sun was shining brightly, Cong Rong opened her eyes lazily while lying on the soft cushions on the window bay to enjoy the morning sun. After a cup of coffee, she changed her clothes and headed out. As soon as she opened the door, she saw the neighboring unit had its door slightly open. People from a furniture company were going in and out of it but the owner was nowhere to be seen.

 Cong Rong leaned against the door and looked at the busy workers for a while. There was no one living in that opposite unit for more than half a year. Rumors said that it was because the landlord is overly obsessed with cleanliness and no tenant could abide by his metamorphic demands. He probably was not short of money, so he never rented the unit out. She wonders to herself: what kind of person will ever move in? As there are only two households on each floor for the building, and the neighboring unit has always been unoccupied, it was equivalent to her occupying the entire storey by herself. Zhong Zhen was always envious of that.

 A few days later...

 In the afternoon Cong Rong finished her grocery shopping and she was carrying two big bags in her hand. She was standing by the exit trying to lift the heavy plastic draperies with her occupied hands to exit the market. Suddenly, the draperies were lifted from the outside and a charming man stood there. He has a pair of long and deep eyes, dark and beautiful. His one hand was making a call, while the other hand lifted the heavy curtains. He saw Cong Rong gazing at him attentively, and beckoned her to exit first, holding the curtain for her while answering something softly to the phone.

 Cong Rong thanked him and walked out. She turned her head back to find that guy, only to see a faded silhouette. His hands are slender with clean looking knuckles and a fine aura around him.

 The people who patronize this supermarket are basically residents of this neighborhood. Why hasn’t she met such a superb looking man in the neighborhood before?

 It was a morning a few days later, Cong Rong was going to court today but she got up late. Knowing that the judge hated people to be not punctual she hurried through her morning routine and was finally ready to go out. As soon as she stepped out of the house, she saw the lift doors slowly closing and hurried over.

 It was probably because the person in the elevator heard her scrambling footsteps and stretched out a hand to stop the lift door from closing. Cong Rong stepped into the lift and heaved a sigh of relief. She was about to say thanks to the person but found that other than a man standing in the lift, there was a huge furry white ball beside him. It was a dog.

 Cong Rong has always been afraid of dogs and but she was afraid of embarrassing herself. The Samoyed was staring at her with its tongue out. She was already late and did not have time to get out and wait for another lift. She stood timidly by the lift wall, gawking warily at the big white furry pet.

 Wen Shaoqing glanced at her, leaned down and smoothened the fur on the Samoyed, and quickly patted his head. "Take the stairs, I'll wait for you below."

 Cong Rong’s lips formed a smile, his voice was pleasant.

 The big white furball swiftly jumped out of the lift. Cong Rong saw it running towards the safe passage before the lift door closed.

 Cong Rong turned her head to thank him and praise his skills in training his dog but was stunned once again when she realizes that it was the man whom she met a few days ago in the supermarket. Such a coincidence, is he also lives in this apartment?

 Cong Rong withdrew her gaze and blinked. This man is really special.

 All went well that day. Cong Rong wasn’t late and in fact, she arrived a few minutes early. But the lawyer from the other party was late, so she smiled and watched the judge reprimanding him fiercely. 

 After going to the court, Cong Rong stood at the door and waited for a while, and walked out with the judge, "Shi Shu(teacher’s junior), he was only five minutes late. Why do you look like you want to kill him?"

 "Late by a second also means late! Also, you would never want to read the materials he submitted, the printing of his papers was slanted and crooked! Didn't he know that I have obsessive-compulsive disorder? It makes me uncomfortable to read them!"

 Cong Rong said, "I wanted to ask you for lunch together, but given that your symptoms are getting worse, I guess it’s better to eat separately!"

 The judge nodded. "Oh, I am meeting someone else at noon already."

 Cong Rong said goodbye with a smile: "Then see you next time in court."

 A few days later, in the evening, Cong Rong came home from work and was waiting for the lift when she met the guy a third time.

 On the way up, people came in and out from time to time, Cong Rong stared at the screen showing the floor number, trying to guess on what floor the guy lived in but soon thought that her actions were pretty silly.

 When the lift was almost empty, she was the only one left in the lift other than the guy, and the only floor button that was lit up was the floor she was staying. This apartment’s housing floorplan had 2 units living on the same floor. Would it be that...

 The lift door opened again, and Cong Rong stepped out first. While taking out her keys to open the door, she paid attention to the man behind him, that was walking towards the opposite unit. Cong Rong opened the door in search of the guy and took a glimpse of the man's side profile. The man looked gentle and good, like a jade.

 At 9 o'clock the next night, Cong Rong was tirelessly going through her materials and decided to go down to get some snacks.

 There were so many people in the supermarket. When Cong Rong lined up to check out, she was still immersed in thinking about the materials she was reading just now until the cashier looked up at her and caught her attention: "39 dollars and 10 cents."

 Cong Rong took out a 50-dollar bill from her jacket pocket and handed it over. The cashier asked, "Do you have 10 cents?"

 Cong Rong shook her head, "No."
Suddenly a hand from behind handed a coin over and placed it on the cash register

     
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