Wen Cheng immediately became furious. "Do you think I'm stupid?!" After saying that, Wen Cheng pushed Wen Qi away and squatted in the corner, continuing to sob.
He looks really uncomfortable.
Wen Qi also felt distressed. At this point, it was indeed his fault. He had thought his foolishness would eventually give him some self-awareness and he would realize his mistake one night, but instead, it had only gotten worse.
Apologize, coax, how to coax him to truly get him on top?
Wen Qi rarely frowned like this.
"Chengcheng, I'm sorry for making you misunderstand," Wen Qi said after a moment of silence, but these words did nothing to comfort Wen Cheng.
Having drunk some alcohol, he was now free of any remaining concerns and ignored Wen Qi the entire way.
In the end, the two returned to the house that had been adopted into Wen Cheng's name. Wen Cheng had been so excited when they arrived, but now she was only filled with sadness.
Wen Cheng walked in front, and Wen Qi walked behind, the two of them like individuals who did not disturb each other.
Wen Qi had only drunk a little alcohol tonight and hadn't eaten much to really fill his stomach. He took a new set of pajamas out of the closet. Even though Wen Cheng didn't give him a friendly look, she still dutifully advised him to take a shower first, and then she went to the kitchen to cook.
Wen Qi's cooking skills are nowhere near as varied as Wen Cheng's. Back when they lived at their grandfather's house, sometimes when their grandfather forgot to come home to cook after playing chess, Wen Qi would make himself some egg noodles to tide him over. Even after more than twenty years, that's still all he knows how to make.
Boil water, add an appropriate amount of noodles, blanch a few pieces of greens, prepare the broth separately with the seasoning packet, and finally fry an egg that doesn't look particularly appealing but tastes alright. A bowl of egg noodles is ready. Wen Qi also brewed himself some black coffee and placed it on the table. After all this was prepared, Wen Cheng came out.
Still warm from her shower, Wen Cheng's resentment vanished almost entirely upon seeing the bowl of noodles.
"Come and eat something before you sleep," Wen Qi said softly, his voice carrying a hint of barely perceptible fatigue.
Wen Cheng suddenly remembered the sound of Brother Qi talking to someone outside for forty minutes when he went out to play.
Heartache, resentment, and a host of other conflicting emotions left him overwhelmed and unable to cope, leaving him standing still.
Wen Qi wasn't angry when he saw this, since it was his fault.
"Sweetie, eat your food and then go back to sleep. I'll sleep on the sofa tonight."
Wen Cheng slowly widened his eyes. "You're going to sleep outside in our new house? Didn't you say we couldn't have a cold war if there's no guest room?" Wen Cheng is a warm-hearted person, and it's already quite an achievement that he's held back for so long. Now he actually wants to sleep on the sofa!
Wen Qi's fingertips trembled slightly. "This request is for you. I can sleep on the sofa, but you can't make yourself uncomfortable by sleeping outside."
Wen Qiming appears aloof and arrogant on the outside, but his gentleness is so subtle and cautious; his faint radiance is like a whole sun to Wen Cheng.
My nose stung with tears. "Then why did you lie to me!"
Seeing that Wen Cheng was about to cry again, Wen Qi put down his coffee cup and came over to comfort the child, his deep voice full of apology.
"Chengcheng, I'm sorry. I didn't want you to feel burdened or afraid to continue our relationship. I thought you would gradually understand," Wen Qi said, gently stroking Wen Cheng's head.
"...A white lie isn't judged by the liar's kindness, but by the person being lied to," Wen Cheng said, her voice trembling with emotion.
Wen Qi's arm stiffened, a particularly awkward smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, his eyes filled with surprise and self-reproach. "Yes, such a simple principle, and Chengcheng has to teach it to me. I really am..."
Wen Qi hugged Wen Cheng, feeling like he was falling more and more in love with her. His emotions were on a rollercoaster ride because of her; and because of her, what he cared about didn't seem so important anymore.
"Chengcheng, that lie can become the truth with just one word from you now,"
This was arguably the biggest concession Wen Qi had ever made in his life.
Author's Note:
Good night~
Chapter 136 Seeing Things Through
At this moment, Wen Cheng even forgot to cry. Her surprise wasn't that she could actually become the one at the top, but that Wen Qi was willing to abandon such an important bottom line for her.
After Xie Nianyu told her, Wen Cheng felt like she had suddenly woken up from a long dream. On the way back, she kept thinking. Someone like Brother Qi didn't seem like someone who could be controlled by him at all.
To put it bluntly, it's just daydreaming.
"Let me think about it," Wen Cheng finally said, her face showing no particular joy.
Wen Qi let out a barely perceptible sigh of relief, pushing the bowl of noodles towards Wen Cheng, "Hmm, think about it, eat this first."
......
Despite Wen Cheng's reluctance to let Wen Qi take the sofa tonight, nothing could shake his determination to admit his mistake. Wen Cheng sat somewhat forlornly on the large double bed, unable to sleep at all. She scrolled through her contacts, finally pinpointing the trigger for today's troubles.
"Hey, are you asleep? I have something to tell you. Brother Qi said he's willing to actually be the bottom."
"...cough cough cough cough!"
Xie Nianyu had finally shaken off that troublesome guy, and just as she was about to take a break and drink some water, she choked on it completely.
Damn! Today is not a good day to go out!
Even the most beloved person couldn't help but swear.
"Isn't this great? Now you're asking me if I still have any concerns?" Although the scene was a bit jarring with the two of them in reverse, Xie Nianyu's mischievous sense of humor was rekindled by the thought of President Wen being suppressed like this.
Wen Cheng frowned and asked, "Will it hurt down there?" This was what Wen Cheng cared about.
Wen Cheng's reason for asking Xie Nianyu was obvious.
Xie Nianyu's smile was almost gone. "Let me put it this way, Chengcheng, that thing down there, just enjoy it and that's it." Xie Nianyu switched sides at the last minute.
Wen Cheng felt her phone was getting hot to the touch. When Xie Nianyu mentioned how tiring it would be, she blushed and hung up the phone. She was so exhausted that she could roast a sweet potato if you added fuel to the fire.
After feeling shy, Wen Cheng started to question herself again. Thinking about it, why did the person above seem to be at a disadvantage?
Wen Qi, sleeping in the living room, felt a little melancholy. On his first day in the new house, who else but him would be sleeping in the living room?
The late autumn night was rather chilly. He hadn't prepared any extra blankets, and even a small one wasn't enough to keep him warm. A cold draft was also blowing in from the window; he'd forgotten to turn off the air conditioning for the past few days. He only realized how cold it was after finishing some work at the company.
Just as I was about to sit up, I heard a noise coming from the stairs.
Then the living room lights were turned on, and soon Wen Cheng stood in front of Wen Qi. Wen Qi sat up and asked, "Thirsty?"
Without warning, Wen Cheng reached out and grasped Wen Qi's hand; the icy touch was like a piercing pain.
"Wen Cheng, it's cold here. Drink some water and go to bed." Despite the arguing, he still scolded Wen Cheng for anything that might affect her health!
"Let's go up together," Wen Cheng stubbornly refused to let go of Wen Qi's hand.
"Have you thought it through?" Wen Qi asked to confirm.
Wen Cheng, now touching Wen Qi's cold hand, suddenly felt somewhat confused about what had happened before. It was just a matter of who was dominant, wasn't it? Was it really that important? He wasn't with Qi-ge to be the dominant one.
"I've thought it through. I don't really care that much about the position. I just don't like you lying to me. You told me at first, and I might have hesitated for a moment, but it wasn't like there wasn't room for negotiation," Wen Cheng didn't want to be so explicit, but in the darkness, the tips of her ears couldn't help but turn red.
Then, the next second, I was pulled into a broad, slightly cool embrace.
"Just this once, I promise I won't lie to you next time," Wen Qi said earnestly. If it weren't for the slight chill that swept over him from an angle that Wen Cheng couldn't see, those words might have become true.
Wen Cheng snorted, "Finished talking? Go to sleep if you're done, it's freezing downstairs!"
"Hmm," Wen Qi said without any hesitation, gently squeezing Wen Cheng's toes. It was starting to get cold.
Then, carrying Wen Cheng, they went upstairs.
Wen Cheng nestled against Wen Cheng's chest, suddenly realizing something. Having been together for so long, she seemed to have idealized Qi Ge too much. Just a few months ago, this man was the quirky, independent older brother who was determined not to let himself suffer any loss.
In the days that followed, their parents would often video call them to tell them where they were. Looking at the scenery behind them, Wen Cheng was filled with envy and nudged Wen Qi, saying that they would go out to play when their father came back.
Wen Qi agreed without hesitation.
Wen Qi is the tail of a Scorpio. As the weather gets colder, Wen Cheng puts on a coat over her sweatshirt. Wen Qi's birthday is fast approaching. Just as Wen Cheng is excitedly discussing how to celebrate this important day, a very important international conference suddenly comes up a week before Wen Qi's birthday.
This is the second time Wen Qi has been away from her for such a long time since the last time he went to a meeting in another province, and he might not even be able to come back for her birthday. Wen Cheng, who is spoiled, was depressed about this for a whole hour.
His mood only improved slightly after Wen Qi took him to the food street for barbecue.
Several months have passed, and Wen Cheng's popularity has only increased. What was originally thought to be a simple meal out turned into an autograph session. Wen Cheng usually chooses relatively niche restaurants and has never seen such a scene before. At first, there were only one or two young ladies. It's unclear from whom he learned about this that he had a large following. Anyway, after half an hour, Wen Cheng could no longer eat his barbecue.
However, Wen Cheng never considered himself a celebrity. When it came to getting autographs, the fans in front of him had already done so, and he couldn't just refuse to do so when it came to the later ones. So by the time he was completely finished, half an hour had passed. He didn't dare to eat the rest of the barbecue there and could only pack it up to eat in his car.
As a result, Wen Cheng's mood, which had finally improved, became depressed again.
“From now on, I will never accept any more publicity. That way, they should be able to gradually forget me,” Wen Cheng said dejectedly, taking a bite of a roasted chicken wing.
“I really like it. Next time, let’s have a barbecue in the courtyard and make some friends you like. That way, no one will bother you,” Wen Qi said, handing Wen Cheng a tissue.
After becoming boyfriend, Qi Ge became incredibly gentle.
Because of Wen Cheng's nervousness, the two of them have not made any further progress so far. However, based on the frequency with which Qi Ge takes cold showers within a week, Wen Cheng knows that this matter cannot be delayed any longer. Moreover, experienced people like Nian Yu have said that it is incredibly enjoyable.
Wen Cheng bit her toothpick and thought silently for a moment.
"Brother Qi, can you come back on your birthday?" Wen Cheng asked expectantly.
Wen Qi seemed to be looking at him, but his dark eyes were like an unyielding ink, unable to reflect anything outside. Wen Qi blinked. "I was just thinking about company matters. Chengcheng, what did you say?"
Although Wen Cheng hesitated for a moment, she obediently repeated her question.
Wen Qi looked at Wen Cheng apologetically, "I'll try my best, Chengcheng,"
After saying "I'll try my best," Wen Cheng rarely contacted Wen Qi for four days in a row. Apart from exchanging greetings in the morning and evening, the chances of Brother Qi replying to her messages were zero. Wen Cheng was so frustrated that she turned into a puddle of pancake.
"Don't be so down, look what this is!" Shen Feimo waved the invitation in his hand.
Wen Cheng glanced at it; a string of elegant English words was written on a gold-plated background. Looking at it...
"What's this?"
Shen Feimo immediately looked speechless. "Chengcheng, even a country bumpkin like me knows this. You're asking me what this is? Isn't this an invitation to the Zhuiyuehao event? I'm the only one who got it for the department meeting, so we can go together!"
Shen Feimo rubbed his hands together excitedly.
Wen Cheng thought about it slowly for a moment. "Chasing the Moon" seemed to refer to an auction mentioned in the book, where Qin Zhou spent a fortune on Cha Cha's younger brother, bidding on the highest-priced pair of rings, which became a trending topic that day. The two officially announced their relationship on "Chasing the Moon".
"What does the protagonist's business have to do with us two cannon fodder? Isn't it better to stay home and play games?" Wen Cheng said lazily.
"What cannon fodder? Does that mean losers aren't qualified to watch the auction? Chengcheng, I don't care, you have to come with me!"
Wen Cheng's eyes were lifeless as she stared at her black-screened phone. There were only three days left until Wen Qi's birthday, but he still hadn't returned.
“No,” Wen Cheng refused decisively.
"Chengcheng, did you receive the invitation?" Gu Yuning rushed into the office.
Shen Feimo immediately saw a glimmer of hope and excitedly approached Gu Yuning: "Sister, I'm trying to persuade Chengcheng, but he doesn't want to go yet."
Gu Yuning raised an eyebrow: "You have to go whether you want to or not. Uncle Wen and President Wen are both out, so the Wen family must send someone. It's a matter of etiquette for members."
Wen Cheng lazily raised her head: "Sister Yu Ning, don't lie to me, there's still Cha Cha."