Huayu: Starting with binding the front desk

Zhang Jingyi walked straight to the bedside, pushed Wang Zhe further in, lifted the covers, and lay down.

Wang Zhe stared blankly at her fluid movements, completely bewildered: "What's wrong with you?"

Zhang Jingyi didn't answer, but instead reached out and hooked her arm around his neck, looking up at him.

Her feelings were complicated. Reason told her to stay away from him, even though she had already signed with Qinghe. At worst, she could just work hard to make money for him in the future.

But her body and instincts wouldn't listen to her, pulling her in another direction.

"Sleeping here tonight?" Wang Zhe asked slowly, pulling her back to reality.

She nodded and casually said, "Wang Cheran snores when he sleeps."

Fortunately, Wang Chiran wasn't there, otherwise she would have sued her for defamation.

Wang Zhe didn't think too much about it and simply lowered his head, burying his face in her neck.

The moment her breath touched her skin, Zhang Jingyi's face turned as if it had been set on fire, blushing from her ears all the way to her collarbone.

She suddenly reached out and pressed her hand against his chest, pushing him away.

"Wang Dui Dui! Not yet!"

Wang Zhe leaned back, a hint of helplessness in his eyes: "I thought you were ready."

"no."

She glared at him, her neck stiff, and said, "I'm actually here to settle scores with you."

"What score do you want to settle with me?"

She looked at him, suddenly feeling a little aggrieved: "Tian Xiwei said you two confirmed your relationship last year, but you're telling me she's your sister."

last year.

Wang Zhe thought about it for a moment. He had indeed agreed to Xiao Tian's request, but he said they would talk about it again in college.

But he felt it was unnecessary to explain everything to Zhang Jingyi from the beginning now, since she would find out sooner or later anyway.

Right now, it's just Tian Xiwei and Wang Churan; there's bound to be another little dog named Ye from Beijing Film Academy later on.

There are some things Zhang Jingyi will have to face sooner or later.

He nodded slightly, his tone frank and somewhat self-righteous: "There's nothing I can do, I'm too outstanding, and a lot of girls like me."

  

You can't expect me to refuse them, can you?

Looking at his smug expression, Zhang Jingyi felt a tightness in her chest, so she simply turned over and faced away from him.

Wang Zhe didn't give her a chance to sulk. He reached out from behind and pulled her into his arms.

She only gave a token struggle, then mumbled, "Wang Duidui, can't you only like me?"

"Little Blackie, this is selfish of you. You need to learn to share."

She whirled around, their noses almost touching, their eyes locked. Her voice was barely audible: "I like you, you like me, it's just the two of us, is that so hard?"

Wang Zhe looked into her eyes.

This time, he wasn't joking around; he said seriously, "It's not difficult, but it's also very difficult."

There are too many temptations around me; I can't resist them.

Zhang Jingyi stared at him for several seconds.

For a fleeting moment, she really wanted to go to the kitchen and grab a knife.

But then I thought about it again, and what he said didn't seem to make no mistake. Was she asking for too much?

At least he wasn't just playing around with her; from beginning to end, he was helping her.

"Wang Duidui, I just have one question."

Her voice calmed down, "Can you be someone I can rely on, not just someone I'm playing around with?"

Wang Zhe did not answer, but simply nodded solemnly.

Promises are precious, yet also the cheapest.

Some things don't need to be said.

He lowered his head to kiss her. This time she didn't dodge or push him away. She closed her eyes and hugged his back tightly.

Outside the door, Tian Xiwei twisted the doorknob, but it was locked from the inside.

She bit her lower lip, stomped her foot, turned around and went back to her room, locking the door behind her.

Soon after, Wang timidly pushed open the door and peeked out.

Zhang Jingyi hadn't returned yet, and feeling uneasy, she first tried Tian Xiwei's door, only to find it locked from the inside.

Wang trembled and muttered under his breath, "Where did they go? Did they get into a fight?"

She went to Wang Zhe's door, reached out and turned the knob, but it was locked.

She pressed her face against the door, trying to hear something, but the house was so well soundproofed that she couldn't hear anything.

But she didn't dare to make a big fuss, after all, her grandmother and the others were still there.

"Zhang Jingyi, I'll give you a piece of my mind!" She rolled her eyes dramatically and stormed back to her room.

Inside Wang Zhe's room.

Zhang Jingyi looked at him with disgust, then looked down at her own hands.

"Why are there so many?"

She frowned, rubbed her sore wrists, and got up to go to the bathroom.

When she returned from the bathroom, Wang Zhe pulled her back into his arms and said gently, "Alright, let's go to sleep."

She leaned against his chest, then suddenly looked up and asked, "Last time... were you and Tian Xiwei?"

Wang Zhe shook his head and said without hesitation, "That time we were really playing a game."

Zhang Jingyi got the answer she wanted. She tried to suppress her smile, but in the end, she couldn't hold it in and a slight smile crept across her face.

She buried her face in his chest and closed her eyes.

That night, Tian Xiwei's door was never opened again.

Wang trembled in another room, tossing and turning, kicking the blankets over and over again.

In the morning, Zhang Jingyi pushed open Wang Zhe's door and immediately saw Wang Cheran standing at the door.

Wang Churan had two obvious panda eyes, clearly indicating that she hadn't slept all night.

She had actually guessed everything, but when she actually saw Zhang Jingyi walk out, her eyes still welled up with tears.

What did you two do?

Zhang Jingyi looked at her expressionlessly: "Nothing, just what you think."

These words only made things worse. As soon as they were spoken, Wang Churan burst into tears and cried out loud.

Hearing the noise in the room, Wang Zhe went outside, but before he could see clearly, he heard Tian Xiwei's voice.

"Why are you crying so early in the morning? Is Wang Zhe dead?"

At this moment, Tian Xiwei was leaning against the door frame. She also saw Zhang Jingyi come out of Wang Zhe's room, but she didn't react much.

Wang Churan wiped away her tears and sneered, "He's about to die."

After saying that, she turned and walked to the other end of the corridor, her voice trembling with tears, "Grandma! Wang Zhe bullied me!"

Not long after, Grandma came out.

"Wang Zhe, why are you bullying Ke Ran again so early in the morning?"

Wang Zhe's ear suffered again, and he grimaced in pain.

He wanted to explain, but he really didn't know how to say it, so he could only accept his fate.

After breakfast, Wang Cheran dragged Zhang Jingyi back to her room. Once the door was closed, it was unclear what the two of them said inside.

Tian Xiwei followed Wang Zhe out to the hospital to pick up her medical examination report.

At the hospital entrance, the assistant got into the car and handed the report to Wang Zhe.

He carefully read the last page and breathed a sigh of relief.

Tian Xi looked at him, somewhat puzzled: "Grandma Li is in good health, why are you so nervous?"

Wang Zhe put away the report, smiled, and naturally wouldn't tell her about things that hadn't happened yet. He casually said, "Grandma is getting old after all, so she only needs to have a check-up every six months. My mom is at ease with that."

Tian Xiwei didn't press the matter further. She simply took his arm and smiled, "Alright, hurry back. You have to fly to Beijing this afternoon."

She didn't mention Zhang Jingyi at all along the way. In her opinion, it would be pointless to ask. Since she already had Wang Churan, what difference would it make if she had another Zhang Jingyi?

What she always wanted was to stand openly by Wang Zhe's side, not to be a secret lover that couldn't be officially announced.

At noon, Grandma prepared a family feast to celebrate Wang Zhe's 18th birthday in advance.

Wang Churan didn't know what she had talked about with Zhang Jingyi that morning. She had stopped crying and making a fuss, but she saw that Wang Zhe was still pouting and looked aggrieved.

Wang Zhe pretended not to see it; he didn't have time to deal with these things right now.

In the afternoon, he flew back to Beijing alone. Yang Yangjin had already gone back a day earlier to prepare for his coming-of-age concert.

Wang Zhe originally wanted to do the same thing as in previous years, at most just start a live broadcast, but Xu Ying did not agree.

This concert wasn't organized for him, but for his fans.

On August 16, Wang Zhe spent the entire day at Wukesong, rehearsing, rehearsing, and testing his voice, making final preparations for tomorrow's coming-of-age ceremony.