Cheng Yu was right. Watching TV was really hypnotic. I fell asleep during the second episode and woke up when the third one ended. To my surprise, he was still wide - awake, sitting on the bed with a piercing gaze.
Was the TV really that fascinating?
I dozed off again.
By the time the fifth episode was on, he finally fell asleep, still sitting upright. He was so stubborn!
I'm a woman and I don't mind. What's he holding out for as a man?
Isn't he afraid of getting a stroke or a stiff neck!
I tiptoed into a sitting position. I reached out one hand and gently cupped the back of his neck. Then I used the other hand to support his shoulder, trying to lay him down at a speed of one centimeter per second, unnoticed.
Countdown for the space - station docking: 10, 9, 8, 7, 6...
Great! Cheng Yu had slowly slumped halfway. He was less than ten centimeters away from the pillow of victory! Hold on, everyone!
5, 4, 3, 2, 1!
Just as the docking was about to succeed, Cheng Yu suddenly opened his eyes wide in the darkness!
Holy crap!!!
The scenes of all the horror games I'd designed were nothing compared to this moment of terror.
Cheng Yu said coldly, "What are you doing?"
Me: "… Do, no! Believe me, I'm not up to anything. I just want to have a pure, platonic sleep with you!"
Cheng Yu stared at me for a while, like a chaste virgin eyeing a lying playboy. But finally, tiredness got the better of him. He turned over, pulled up the quilt, and went back to sleep.
I heaved a sigh of relief.
Time to sleep.
-
Sorry.
I'm such a playboy.
When I woke up the next morning, I wondered what was off — it was too comfortable!
Turned out I was clinging to Cheng Yu's warm and firm body like an octopus. My thigh was on his abdomen, and my right hand was on his chest.
Me: "…"
Cheng Yu: "…"
Well, women's words really can't be trusted!
Under Cheng Yu's icy stare, I blushed and my ears burned. "You might not believe it, but even when I sleep alone, I have this habit of hugging someone. How amazing…"
Cheng Yu didn't bother listening to my nonsense. "Get off me!"
I slunk away. "Okay."
-
Cheng Yu's clothes were all wrinkled, probably from my tossing and turning all night. They looked like pickled vegetables. Before he left, he put on the clothes I'd soiled yesterday. Maybe he was rushing home to change so he could have breakfast with his "gold - daddy".
I thanked him again and again for his company and care. Cheng Yu just said, "Have congee for breakfast. I've cooked it and left it there. I've also washed a bowl of cherries. I have something to do at noon, so I'll send someone to bring you lunch. It's windy outside. Don't go out."
I was stunned: Even my own mom never treated me this well!
As if that wasn't enough, Cheng Yu even said, "When I'm done with my business tonight, if I have time, I'll come and cook you chicken - noodle soup."
I'm dead! I'm dying a million times over!
I was about to cry. "Cheng Yu, you're going to ruin my chances of getting married!!!"
He was as sarcastic as ever. Before closing the door and leaving, he said, "With you like this, who would you be ruining if you got married?"
Me: "Damn it!"
This jerk.
He's tough - talking but soft - hearted.
Like a durian, it stinks but tastes so good.
-
After the lovely breakfast, I went downstairs to the office, maintained the system, and solved some problems remotely with my colleagues.
Before I knew it, it was noon, and I was starving.
A young guy in a hotel - staff uniform knocked on the door and came in. "Excuse me, is this Miss Zhou?"
Me: "Yes, I am!"
The waiter said, "This is the healthy lunch Mr. Cheng arranged for you."
Me: "Wow, this box is so delicate. I'll pour out the food. You'll take the box back, right?"
The waiter: "Just leave it there after you've eaten. I'll pick it up when I bring lunch tomorrow noon."
Me: "You'll bring lunch again tomorrow noon! No need!"
The guy looked a bit embarrassed. "Mr. Cheng has booked it for a month. This kind of healthy meal is good for your body. You know, food therapy isn't something that works overnight."
I was shocked. "What's he trying to do by taking such good care of me?"
The guy cracked a cold joke. "Eat you? Just kidding."
Me: "…"
-
After a full meal, I slumped on the sofa, rubbing my round belly and daydreaming.
Do all rich girlfriends act like this?
I've really struck gold!
Compared with Cheng Yu's actions, I've done nothing as his bestie.
They say in interpersonal relationships, the giving and receiving should be about equal for the friendship to last.
All I seem to be good at is flattery.
Cheng Yu is really good at judging people. No wonder he didn't want to be friends with me at first.
Right.
I'm also good at massage.
He seems to like it.
Well.
I'll give Cheng Yu a million - dollar massage service tonight to show my gratitude to my bestie!
-
I had a quiet afternoon. I updated my online serial novel.
Writing was my hobby in college. After I started working, I didn't update as often.
But my fans are still very supportive. My novel "Falling into Demonhood" has been on the annual best - seller list of the original website for a long time, even though I haven't updated it in ages.
It's also one of my side - income sources.
After creating the "Summoning Ghosts" game, I had an idea: to turn "Falling into Demonhood" into a horror movie and make myself famous!
Okay.
That's enough daydreaming.
There was a knock on the door.
Here he comes!
I jumped off the bed and rushed to the door. When I opened it, I saw an incredibly handsome man standing outside, holding a lot of delicious food.
He looked like a tired husband coming home from work, and I felt like a newly - wed wife eagerly waiting for her husband. I was amused by my own thought. I greeted him with a big smile. "Cheng Yu! You're back!"
Cheng Yu was a bit stunned. Then he pushed the door open and walked in. "Hungry?"
"Not really!" I circled around the food in his hands like a tail - wagging puppy. "The lunch you prepared at noon was so delicious. I ate it all, and now I've just digested it!"
Cheng Yu put the ingredients in the dormitory kitchen. Besides the chicken soup, noodles, and small green vegetables, he took out a big box of bright, juicy strawberries. I was so happy I could roll on the floor. "Cheng Yu, how did you know I like strawberries? And they're so big!"
Cheng Yu: "I bought them for myself."
Me: "…"
Finally, while Cheng Yu was cooking the noodles, I secretly grabbed a strawberry from beside him and popped it into my mouth.
Cheng Yu clicked his tongue. "Eat those after dinner. Strawberries should be soaked in salt water first. Why are you in such a hurry?"
Okay.
Yes.
Mom.
Cheng Yu, you're more like my mom than my real mom.
I've found the long - lost motherly love in you.
This is truly —
[A good neighbor is better than a distant relative, and a gay bestie is better than a real mom.]