At 3 a.m., the landmines in front of the station

"Something that makes you unhappy...?"

Gu Zhi pondered for a moment and quickly guessed, "Is it about that person you asked me about last time?"

"what?"

Su Che couldn't remember when he had revealed these things.

But Gu Zhi kept every word he said in her heart.

"Yes, you asked my mom who introduced me to your classes. After getting the answer, you asked me what that person looked like."

I don't remember clearly, I only know he was a man in his forties, wearing a black leather jacket, with black hair parted in the middle, but I couldn't see his face clearly.

"Oh...you actually remember me."

Su Che pondered for a moment,

"Yes, I want to see him. But I can't. That's why I'm angry."

"Eh?"

Upon hearing this, she had a vague idea.

Are they family?

"..."

Su Che hadn't intended to reveal this.

But Gu Zhi's intelligence far exceeded expectations.

Even if I don't say anything now, she'll find out sooner or later.

I might as well say it.

"Yes. It's my dad."

"!"

Gu Zhi was finally moved.

"No wonder my mother said he is incredibly handsome and looks no different from someone under thirty."

"Don't praise him."

“Okay… I mean, you follow him… no, he follows you.”

Gu Zhi rearranged the word order.

"Yes. But it's a pity that my piano skills didn't inherit his."

Su Che said in a solitary voice, "That bald guy outside said that when my dad was my age, he was already someone who could control everything."

His team has countless fans, and his stage performances are flawless.

I don't know how far I still have to go to get from him.

"what……"

Seeing that he had revealed his true feelings, Gu Zhi put down her zither, got up, went to the door, closed it behind her, and locked it.

Then she gave him a soft hug.

"You're already amazing, Che-gege, why compare yourself to those who came before?"

"...I have no comparison."

"Yes, you do. You live in his shadow, which is why you care so much, to the point that it affects your emotions, and you keep searching for his whereabouts, right?"

She hugged him tightly, wrapping her arms around his body from behind, like a cold python.

"I……"

Su Che was imprisoned.

“You play the piano very well. At least in my opinion, it’s already very good. That’s enough.”

"No... I'm far inferior to him; his level is beyond your imagination."

"Brother Che, it seems you've fallen into a misconception."

She calmly replied, "Not all music is more appealing because of its technical sophistication."

"..."

"You should understand, right? No matter how high the level of artistry, if it can't resonate with the listener, if it can't make the listener feel relaxed and liberated, then such music cannot be considered 'good.'"

"Ah."

"You don't need to fight to the death with your family over technology; it's pointless."

"..."

"Why not focus more on the present?"

"Right now."

"Ah."

Gu Zhi said earnestly, "You have people who love you by your side, and emotions that you can't see or feel."

But you always keep your head down and move forward, ignoring the scenery you should have stopped to enjoy along the way.

You know what? A few days ago, my teacher, Ms. Jiang, told me in class, "You don't like music at all." I asked her how she knew, and she said, "There's no light in my eyes when I play the piano."

"Light……"

"Yeah, but I find it ridiculous. I feel like she doesn't understand me at all."

"is it?"

"Yes. What she saw was the lack of light in my eyes when I practiced, but what she didn't see was that only when I performed on stage with you, when I rehearsed with you, did I develop even a slight interest in such a dry and obscure field as 'music.'"

"...!"

"But what fascinates me even more than these interests is—"

"It's your body, Brother Che."

"Wait a minute, Gu Zhi, wait a minute."

Su Che felt a chill run down his spine, as if he were being watched from behind by a prehistoric wild beast.

What are you talking about?

"I'm not joking, Brother Che, I'm serious."

She smiled, her eyes narrowing, "From a young age, I've always been particularly sensitive to touch."

"Touch..."

Su Che couldn't help but recall the concept that Xiao Xiao had mentioned that morning.

Yes. Touch...

[This is probably the feeling that Gu Zhi needs right now...]

The material is right in front of you, but the tension is ever-present, making it impossible to concentrate or truly appreciate it.

"Touch can determine my physiological reaction and allow me to judge in the most intuitive way whether a person can enter my heart."

Gu Zhijing said quietly, "Most of the time, I feel a physical aversion when I see the opposite sex."

"Yeah…"

"Yes. I don't like being stared at, I don't like being judged, I don't like the smell of sweat, and I don't like being in the same space with dirty people."

She slowly tightened her embrace—

But you are different.

"How am I different...?"

"On the first day, when you accidentally touched my finger, I felt a tingling, electric shock-like sensation."

She stated,

As she spoke, she hooked his ten fingers together with both hands and gripped them tightly.

"Did you know that when two people touch skin-to-skin, if you reflexively pull away, it means your physiological system reacts before your reason does—"

You don't like this person.

"what……"

"But what if it's the opposite?"

She paused, then gave a rare, warm smile:

"That means you don't even need to think; it's already decided for you in advance—"

The other person is your whole life.

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"A physical partner with whom you can lie in bed for a lifetime, and play intimate games in a space like this where no one can see you."

……

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Chapter 169 Lifting a rock only to drop it on one's own toe

Su Che could sense that Gu Zhi was a clear and steadfast person who would always stand by his side.

Her strength often conveys all her feelings—

The tighter the embrace, the more painful the restraint, and the heavier the love becomes.

Her embrace was soft and alluring, easily controlling one's mind and drawing one deeper and deeper without them even realizing it.

The only problem is...

It's easy to lose control of the heat.

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