I'm a senior in high school, and the Emperor Development System has arrived!

Chapter 120 Men over 25 can only chat.

The night is deep.

In Lu Mi's room, Jiang Xia and Lu Mi lay side by side.

Moonlight streamed through the sheer curtains, casting dappled shadows on the floor.

Jiang Xia rolled over and accidentally kicked Lu Mi's foot:
"I said, that movie was actually a bit scary."

Lu Mi didn't respond to her words. After tossing and turning for a while, she finally couldn't help but speak:
"Senior, what do you think... Bai Qianqian's family is so rich, and she likes Chen Zhou? What should we do?"

Her voice seemed to carry a hint of unease, and her fingers unconsciously tugged at the corner of the blanket.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xia turned around, and by the moonlight, looked at Lu Mi's tense expression, and slowly said:

"Junior, you can't rush things when it comes to relationships. Things will fall into place naturally."

A hint of hesitation flashed across Lu Mi's face:
"Senior, you have such a good attitude... I always feel that we should join forces. I see that besides Bai Qianqian, there's also that girl with big breasts in your class who likes you."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xia couldn't help but sigh, recalling He Lili's flustered state when he saw her during the day.

She turned over again, her back to Lu Mi:

"Let me think about it, junior."

Seeing Jiang Xia turn to the side, Lu Mi reached out and turned off the bedside lamp.

In the darkness, the two gradually quieted down, with only the occasional chirping of insects coming from outside the window.

Opposite to Lu Mi's room is the master bedroom of the old Dengs.

Although it was past midnight, Chen Fang was unable to fall asleep because of the screams of the three of them while watching the horror movie.

Shen Qinghe tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Suddenly, she patted Chen Fang's back and asked:

"Tell me, Xia Xia or Lu Mi, who is more suitable to be our daughter-in-law?"

Chen Fang suddenly perked up and sat up:
"Oh, you're thinking about this too? I think Lu Mi is quite good. She's quiet and well-behaved, and she's good at studying. She'll definitely be able to help Xiao Zhou in the future."

Shen Qinghe shook her head:
“I think Xia is great. She has a lively personality and has been playing with Xiaozhou since they were little. They get along very well. You see, the house is much more lively every time she comes over.”

Chen Fang retorted:
"What's the use of being lively? You still need to find someone stable to live a good life with. Lu Mi looks like the type to be a good wife and mother. She'll definitely be able to manage the household well in the future."

The two argued back and forth, neither able to convince the other.

Shen Qinghe grew a little anxious and reached out to pinch Chen Fang's arm:
"You think you're right? I think you're just biased towards Lu Mi!"

Chen Fang grimaced in pain, but still remained defiant:

"That's what it is!"

Shen Qinghe turned around angrily, her back to Chen Fang.

Seeing this, Chen Fang knew he had angered her and quickly went over to her:

"Don't be angry, I was just joking."

Shen Qinghe then turned around, her eyes still filled with dissatisfaction.

She reached out and wrapped her arms around Chen Fang's neck, her voice softening:

"Old Chen, why didn't we have so many complicated things when we were young?"

As she spoke, she snuggled closer to Chen Fang.

Chen Fang was about to respond, but sensing his wife's movement, he quickly said in a serious tone:

"You don't understand. Love exists on a philosophical level..."

Upon hearing this, Shen Qinghe immediately deflated and pushed him away impatiently.
"So, when I'm saying sweet nothings to you, you're talking about Plato? Chen Fang, you're really something!"

After saying that, she turned over, pulled the blanket over her head, and ignored him completely.

Chen Fang watched Shen Qinghe's retreating figure, patted his chest, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Feeling the sigh of relief behind her, Shen Qinghe said in a muffled voice:

"As expected, men over 25 can only chat. You're something else, Chen Fang!"

Chen Fang almost coughed from Shen Qinghe's words. He opened his mouth in the darkness, but it turned into a weak sigh.

……

After seeing Jiang Xia and Lu Mi out of the room, Chen Zhou put the notebook back in its place and finally lay down on the bed.

He let out a soft sigh, lowered his head, and looked at Guan Yu.

After the [hardening] effect faded, Guan Yu's skin turned red and warm.

Unable to calm his mind, Chen Zhou quickly recited the mantra for abstaining from lust:

"Take off the skin, and you're nothing but 206 bones; put on clothes, and you can have 18,000 different appearances..."

He recited the mantra sixteen times to finally suppress the distracting thoughts in his mind. Only then did he take out his phone and see that there were more than a dozen messages.

These messages came from three people: Jiang Yutong, He Lili, and Zhou Mo.

Chen Zhou first opened Zhou Mo's message. Zhou Mo sent several screenshots and then said:

“Brother Zhou, I’ve already sent the PPT to all of Yu Xinyan’s sycophants, so they can see what Yu Xinyan is really like.”

"We've also created an anti-simp group, there are about ten people now, Zhou-ge, do you want to join?"

Then Zhou Mo sent over a QQ group.

Chen Zhou was curious, so he joined the group chat, but at this time, many people were asleep, and the group was very quiet.

I'll chat in the group again tomorrow.

Chen Zhou muttered to himself, then looked at the message He Lili had sent:

"This video is only for my brother~"

There was only one message, followed by a dance video. Just by looking at the cover, you could tell that it was more explicit than Douyin (TikTok).

Chen Zhou savored the memory several times, then helplessly covered his face.

As expected of a Douyin master, he's truly Douyin.

After watching it twice more, Chen Zhou rubbed his sleepy eyes.

I saved the video, then opened Jiang Yutong's chat window. She only sent a short message:

"Are you free tonight? Let's do a performance together."

Exhausted, Chen Zhou sent a message saying, "Class monitor, tomorrow then," before putting down his phone and falling asleep.

With this much sleepiness, it would be strange if the husband in the Tokyo series didn't come looking for him.

What a waste!

As night deepened, the entire house fell into a thick, inky silence, with only the faint ticking of an old-fashioned wall clock in the living room.

In the next room, Lu Mi quietly opened her eyes, glanced at Jiang Xia who was snoring softly beside her, and gently got out of bed.

Then, she tiptoed to Chen Zhou's room, slowly pushed open the door, and floated to the bedside like a ghost.

She looked at Chen Zhou, who was fast asleep, a wistful smile appearing on her lips, and murmured to herself:
"Senior, I'm up here!"

As she spoke, she kicked off her shoes and, just like last night, slowly crawled into Chen Zhou's bed.

The bed made a soft creaking sound.

Chen Zhou felt the mattress beside him sink, and the familiar scent of jasmine, along with the warm breath of a young girl, wafted towards him.

He suppressed a laugh and continued to pretend to be asleep, but deliberately made his breathing long and warm, spraying it onto Lu Mi's head.

As soon as Lu Mi settled into bed, she felt as if she were completely enveloped by Chen Zhou's aura, and her heartbeat instantly became erratic.

She lay stiffly on her side, not daring to move even her fingertips, for fear of disturbing the person beside her.

Just as she was trying to calm her breathing, a hot force suddenly wrapped around her waist.

Chen Zhou's arms had somehow wrapped around her waist, his palms pressing against her skin through the thin nightgown, burning hot.

Lu Mi's blood seemed to freeze, her eyelashes trembled violently, and even swallowing saliva became difficult.

Was he asleep or doing it on purpose?

Countless thoughts exploded in her mind. Lu Mi could even feel the vibrations coming from Chen Zhou's chest, each heartbeat like a drumbeat pounding on her nerves.

Just as Lu Mi was struggling with whether or not to break free, she heard Chen Zhou's indistinct murmur from above her head:

"Little Deer Mi...so cute...I like you so much..." Warm breath sprayed on the top of her hair, with a faint minty scent.

Lu Mi's eyes widened instantly, her eyelashes trembled wildly, and her cheeks burned red at a visible speed, spreading from her ears all the way to her neck.

"Kiss...kiss...hug...lift me up high..."

Chen Zhou's sleep-talking became more and more absurd, and his arms tightened restlessly.

Lu Mi felt her heart was about to jump out of her throat, as if she was about to suffocate at any moment.

She bit her lower lip, her fingertips unconsciously clenching Chen Zhou's pajamas at his chest, her mind blank, with only the thunderous sound of her heartbeat remaining.

In the darkness, Lu Mi could clearly feel Chen Zhou's strong heartbeat, pounding against her back again and again.

She wanted to escape, but her body seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move.

She wanted to respond, but was too shy to utter a single word.

At this moment, Lu Mizhen felt like she was suffocating, and she thought anxiously:

"Help! Someone, please help me!"

……

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Xia was suddenly awakened from his sleep by the urge to urinate.

She opened her eyes groggily, reached out to touch the side, but found nothing.

"Huh? Where's Lu Mi?"

She propped herself up and, by the faint moonlight from the window, discovered that the bed beside her was empty, with a corner of the blanket casually pulled back.

Jiang Xia rubbed her eyes, sat up, and softly called out "Lu Mi" twice, but only the silent air answered her.

She frowned, a hint of doubt rising in her mind:
"Where can we go in the middle of the night?"

She tiptoed out of bed, fumbled to put on her slippers, and went to the bathroom first.

After relieving herself, she stood in front of the sink, looking at her slightly disheveled hair in the mirror, muttering to herself:
"Where could it have gone?"

After leaving the restroom, Jiang Xia subconsciously headed towards Chen Zhou's room.

The closer she got to the door, the more subtle sounds she could hear, like suppressed breathing and intermittent murmurs.

Her steps suddenly stopped, and her heart skipped a beat.

A strange premonition welled up in her heart, and her palms began to sweat slightly.

The image of the heart-fluttering moment when she held hands with Chen Zhou that evening flashed through her mind.

But in an instant, the dream shattered, and reality returned.

She held her breath, her fingers trembling as she slowly pushed open the door.

The crack in the door widened little by little, and moonlight streamed into the room through it, illuminating the two figures entwined on the bed.

Jiang Xia felt a buzzing sound in his brain, as if he had been hit hard by a heavy hammer.

She saw Lu Mi curled up in Chen Zhou's arms, Chen Zhou's arms tightly around Lu Mi, the two of them in a posture so intimate it was suffocating.

In an instant, Jiang Xia felt the world spinning before her eyes, and her heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, the pain making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

Her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but found herself unable to utter a single word.

This feeling was just like the moment I learned that Chen Zhou was going to pursue Yu Xinyan—like a dagger stabbing into my heart.

"In the end... I was just superfluous..."

Jiang Xia thought bitterly to herself, her eyes instantly filling with tears.

She forced back her tears, quietly withdrew her fingers, and went back to her room.

Jiang Xia had no idea how she had covered such a short distance.

It felt both very short and like an eternity.

All she knew was that she had lost all her strength and collapsed helplessly onto the bed, pulling the blanket tightly over her head.

Then, suppressed sobs echoed in the darkness.

She clearly thought that with Yu Xinyan's experience, she would no longer be afraid of losing Chen Zhou.

But even when that day came again, she couldn't help but shed tears.

"But...but...were all those things you told me lies?"

Jiang Xia gripped the corner of the pillow tightly, staring silently at the ceiling.

That night, in the two small rooms, two women couldn't sleep.

……

The sound of morning light filtering through the curtains.

Chen Zhou rubbed his sleepy eyes and sat up, habitually glancing at the wrinkles in the sheets, a barely perceptible smile playing on his lips—

Last night's "drama" went fairly smoothly.

The aroma of fried eggs wafted from the living room. Chen Zhou slipped on his slippers and stepped out of the room, only to find Lu Mi sitting at the dining table. He asked in surprise:
"Jiang Xia is still asleep? The sun's already high in the sky."

At the kitchen doorway, Chen Fang was taking a bowl from the cupboard and placing it on the dining table when he heard this and paused.

Lu Mi turned around, the ends of her hair brushing against her reddened ear tips:

"My senior went home early this morning, saying she was going back to wash up."

The porcelain bowls clinked together, making a crisp sound. She lowered her head to set out the tableware, deliberately avoiding Chen Zhou's gaze.

Chen Zhou said "oh" without thinking much of it, sat down at the dining table, and started eating breakfast while playing on his phone.

Seeing the red dot on QQ, he couldn't help but click on it.

Jiang Yutong sent him a "?", which seemed quite clever.

Chen Zhou shook his head, thinking to himself:

"So what if he didn't act out a scene with her yesterday? Is it really necessary to post a question mark and condemn him?"

A petty and narrow-minded woman.

Chen Zhou clicked on it and was stunned.

His message last night was:

"Hey! Squad leader! Let's do it tomorrow."

However, in his interactions with Bai Taoda, he never mentioned the class monitor.

This means that Chen Zhou exposed himself because he was confused.

Someone as intelligent as Jiang Yutong couldn't possibly be unaware of this.

For a moment, Chen Zhou touched his forehead, somewhat speechless.

It was a rare opportunity to play a trick on the class monitor, and now look what happened—I've wasted it.

But at least I got two screenshots, so the trip wasn't a complete waste.

Chen Zhou sighed, quickly finished his breakfast, then slung his backpack over his shoulder, changed his shoes, and went out.

"Off to school!"

When he got downstairs, he habitually looked for the short-haired girl who was kicking pebbles under the shade of a tree.

However, the smiling face under the camphor tree melted away before my eyes like snow in summer.

Chen Zhou scratched his head, somewhat puzzled, and said:

"Hey, where are the Haqisha people?"

He checked the time and realized it was indeed getting late. He figured Jiang Xia must have gone to school by herself.

There had been times like this before. Chen Zhou shook his head and started walking towards the school.

Today is a holiday, how wonderful.

The day after tomorrow is Jiang Xia's birthday, and tomorrow we'll set off to accompany her to Jingdezhen for a trip.

Yes, that's wonderful too.

(End of this chapter)