Huayu 2021: Isn’t he in the technology field?

Chapter 246 A New Beginning, Say You Love Me

The morning sun had not yet climbed onto the windowsill, and the room was bathed in a gentle gray-blue hue.

Zhou Ye was awakened by a wet, barbed sensation.

She mumbled a confused "hmm" and instinctively tried to pull her hand back, but the sensation followed, persistently licking her fingertips.

She struggled to open her sleepy eyes, and in her blurry vision, the first thing she saw was Tuanzi's fluffy head nestled beside her hand, its amber round eyes sparkling in the dim light, exuding an air of entitlement that said, "Human, wake up, it's time to make me breakfast."

"Duanzi..."

Zhou Ye's voice was still heavy with sleepiness, soft and weak. She subconsciously wanted to touch it, but as soon as she moved, she suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Her back was pressed against a warm, firm chest, and a heavy arm was wrapped around her waist.

She was completely enveloped in a familiar embrace, Jiang Qing's scent mixed with the warmth of the blankets, enveloping her completely.

Memories of last night flooded back into my mind like a rising tide: Zhang Jingyi saying "it was fate," her pent-up frustration bursting forth, Jiang Qing's pretense of being drunk being discovered, the comforting gestures after returning home, holding Tuanzi...

and then?
She remembered hugging the cat and leaning against him, talking for a while, until her eyelids became so heavy she couldn't lift them, and in her hazy state, she felt like someone was changing her clothes...

And then, it seems like she just fell asleep?
Two blushes instantly rose on Zhou Ye's cheeks.

Yesterday her emotions were all over the place, and she'd had a few drinks, so she actually fell asleep in his arms? And... she glanced down at herself; her pajamas were on perfectly fine, and Jiang Qing's pajamas were also neatly arranged.

Nothing happened except for them hugging.

This realization relieved her, but a strange, inexplicable sense of loss welled up inside her.
She quickly dismissed the strange thought.

Seeing that she was awake, Tuanzi seemed to have completed its task of waking her up. It meowed, jumped off the bed lightly, and walked gracefully to the bedroom door. It turned back to look at her again, as if urging her silently.

Where is my breakfast?
Then, he continued to walk away leisurely.

Only she and the sleeping Jiang Qing remained in the room.

Zhou Ye turned around very slowly, afraid of disturbing him.

She was finally able to look him in the eye.

As dawn broke, the light slanted through the gaps in the slightly open curtains, falling obliquely onto the floor at the foot of the bed and softly outlining Jiang Qing's silhouette.

He was fast asleep, his usual all-knowing sharpness and effortless confidence completely gone. His thick eyelashes cast soft shadows under his eyes, his nose was straight, his jawline was clear and smooth, and his lips were relaxed and slightly parted, revealing a kind of unguarded docility.

Zhou Ye's heart started racing uncontrollably, as if he were carrying a restless little puppy.

She held her breath, her gaze carefully tracing his features, from his forehead to his prominent brow bone, and then to his sculpted nose...

My thoughts drifted away involuntarily.

She recalled the first time she met him in Peach Blossom Village. This man, who was hailed as an "artificial intelligence genius" and the "founder of a multi-billion dollar technology company," was as unassuming as a passerby and even claimed that he was a relative of someone else.

At first, I thought he had become stupid from studying too much.

She is completely unpretentious, and when cooking, chatting, or even being joked about, she exudes a comfortable and approachable charm and humor.

Moreover, he is very knowledgeable and often makes thought-provoking remarks.

Gradually, she realized that she seemed to have fallen for this boy.

At the time, she felt that this person was very special, unlike anyone she had ever met in the world of fame and fortune.

This realization made her panic, especially when she wanted him to use the show's popularity to enter the entertainment industry and introduced him to roles so they could get closer, but he refused.

Although she was a little sad, she still didn't want to give up.

On the contrary, I admire him even more, and I feel that he has his own principles.

She finally learned his identity when the first episode of the show aired.

She was stunned and felt very lost. Jiang Qing's achievements and glory made her feel particularly inferior.

In her view, under normal circumstances, she would probably never have the chance to cross paths with such a person in her entire life.

Fortunately, Jiang Qing also liked her.

This made her feel like she was the happiest girl in the world, bar none.

After getting to know him better, she discovered that he was an inexhaustible treasure trove.

Beneath those admirable accolades lies genuine professional competence.

His eyes would light up when he talked about those complex technologies, and his confident delivery fascinated her.

Not to mention that he sings so well, cooks well, has high emotional intelligence, and is caring... it seems like there's nothing he can't do well.

She used to think that liking someone was just a feeling of attraction or dependence.

But for Jiang Qing, besides these things, there was also an almost worshipful obsession.

He was so outstanding that she often felt restless and pressured.

From Sister Meng to Cunzi, then to Chen Duling and Tian Xiwei, and most recently Zhang Ruonan, each of these scandals serves as a reminder to her of how much of a womanizer her boyfriend is.

Zhang Jingyi's matter made her feel very wronged and angry, but looking at his calm face at this moment, that anger turned into another kind of bittersweet understanding.

Yes, how could a man like him lack admirers?

It's not surprising at all that a girl like Zhang Jingyi would fall for someone.

Wasn't she herself attracted to him and then hopelessly succumbed to him?

Thinking of this, a strong possessiveness suddenly welled up in her heart.

She stretched out her finger and, with a slight distance between them, traced a line across his brow, a gesture that conveyed both tenderness and a touch of childish assertion of ownership.

This is her boyfriend, and no one can take him away from her!
Just then, those tightly closed eyes suddenly opened without warning.

Without the initial confusion of waking up, he regained his clarity almost instantly. His eyes were still slightly moist, but they clearly reflected her face so close to his and the finger still hanging in mid-air.

Zhou Ye gasped in fright, jerking his hand back as if burned, and nearly rolled off the bed, his cheeks instantly turning as red as a ripe tomato.

Jiang Qing reacted quickly, grabbing her waist and pulling her back into his arms. His deep laughter, hoarse from just waking up, was exceptionally clear in the quiet room.

"Teacher Zhou, are you plotting something against me first thing in the morning?"

"Who, who's plotting something!"

Zhou Ye was both ashamed and anxious, and struggled to push him away, using both hands and feet.

"I...I just wanted to see if you kicked off the covers! Yes, just wanted to see if you kicked off the covers!"

To Jiang Qing, her struggles were like a puppy being tickled.

He tightened his arms, trapping her firmly in his embrace, his chin brushing against the top of her soft hair, his voice full of teasing. "Oh? You need to get so close to see the blanket? And...get physical?"

He deliberately dragged out the ending sound.

"I don't!"

Zhou Ye felt ticklish from being rubbed by him, but couldn't break free. He was both angry and anxious, so he simply used his hands and feet, wriggling in his arms like a little dog with its fur standing on end, and weakly pounding his shoulder with his small fists.

"Jiang Qing, let me go! You big liar! You pretended to be drunk to fool me last night! And now you're making fun of me! Let me go!"

Jiang Qing laughed as she pounced on him, dodging her harmless attacks while deliberately teasing her.

"I won't let go. Who was it that slept so soundly in my arms last night, and even stole my blanket?"

"Who stole your blanket! Tuanzi can vouch for me, I didn't!"

Zhou Ye retorted angrily, struggling even more vigorously, inevitably pressing his body closer to his. Through the thin fabric of their pajamas, they could clearly feel each other's warmth and heartbeats.

In the midst of their playful fight, someone lost control of their strength, and Zhou Ye was pulled so far that he fell onto him, his forehead slamming into his solid chest with a "thud".

Both of them were stunned for a moment.

The playful atmosphere instantly changed.

The room fell silent, with only the sound of their slightly rapid breathing mingling together.

Zhou Ye lay on his chest, and could clearly hear his steady and powerful heartbeat, which pounded against her eardrums.

Her own heart was beating incredibly fast.

Jiang Qing didn't loosen his arms around her waist; instead, he tightened them even more.

He lowered his head, his warm breath brushing against her forehead and ears, his voice becoming low and husky, carrying a different meaning.

"Ono..."

Zhou Ye's heart skipped a beat, and his whole body felt a tingling sensation, as if he had been electrocuted.

She could feel the changes in his body; the burning heat transmitted through the fabric made her feel flustered and disoriented.

There seemed to be invisible, fine sparks crackling in the air. Something that had been suppressed by alcohol and emotions last night was quietly revived in this quiet morning, amidst intimate physical contact and an ambiguous atmosphere, and it surged even more fiercely.

She was a little scared, yet also inexplicably expectant. Her body stiffened slightly, and her fingers unconsciously gripped the fabric of his pajamas tightly, her voice barely audible.

"Stop fooling around, you...you still have to go to the film set to shoot today..."

"not going."

Jiang Qing's answer was crisp and decisive, her voice carrying a hint of suppressed restlessness.

"what?"

Zhou Ye looked up in surprise, her eyes meeting his deep gaze, the warmth within them sending a shiver down her spine.

“I sent a message to Director Liu last night after I saw you were asleep.”

Jiang Qing stared intently at her, his gaze magnetically drawing her in.

"I'm taking the day off today; I won't be going to the film set."

Zhou Ye's eyes widened instantly, first showing surprise, then quickly rippling with delight, finally converging into a sparkling light.

"Really? You don't...don't have to go to the film set today? You don't have to go at all for the whole day?"

"Ah."

Jiang Qing's lips curled up, and the smile in her eyes deepened as she watched her reaction.

"He spent the whole day with Ono."

A tremendous joy exploded in Zhou Ye's heart like fireworks, dispelling the last trace of gloom that remained.

Zhang Jingyi and filming were completely forgotten at this moment.

Looking at his face so close to hers, and seeing her reflection clearly in his eyes, a surge of burning courage welled up inside her.

"That……"

She spoke softly, her voice carrying a charm she herself was unaware of, along with a slightly trembling invitation.

Unconsciously, her fingers touched Jiang Qing's cheek, feeling the warmth of his skin and the slight stubble on his beard.

"Are you... feeling better now?"

This is tantamount to igniting a fuse.

Jiang Qing's breath hitched, and her eyes suddenly darkened, like a bottomless whirlpool.

He didn't answer, but just gazed at her intently, as if trying to etch her image into his heart.

Then, he slowly lowered his head, gently pressing his forehead against hers, and affectionately rubbing his nose against hers.

Their warm breaths mingled completely, becoming one.

The room was so quiet that only their increasingly rapid and clear heartbeats and their increasingly close and hot breaths could be heard.

The sunlight seemed to sense the warming glow, and silently stretched the golden thread a little longer, landing precisely on the overlapping hem of their clothes.

Time seemed to stretch out infinitely at this moment, or perhaps it was about to accelerate to a completely new starting point.

"Jiang Qing."

Zhou Ye's face flushed red as he softly called out.

"Ok?"

Jiang Qing suppressed his agitated emotions, his voice low and hoarse.

"say you Love Me."

The girl stared at him with watery eyes, full of expectation.

Jiang Qing lowered his eyelids and leaned down to gently kiss her forehead.

"Ono, I love you."

The air began to feel thick.

(End of this chapter)