Chapter 306: A Brand New Day

The next day, neither of them mentioned what happened last night. Since Ling said she needed time, Zhuo would give her enough time. Moreover, Zhuo didn't care that much about the things she cared about.

It's not that I'm not interested. Ling is so cute and pretty, it would be a lie to say that I don't have any thoughts. To be honest, Zhuo has been curious about what expression Ling's poker face would show when doing that more than once.

Compared to desire, the willingness of both parties is more important. Zhuo has no intention of leaving Ling, or rather, he has already planned to rely on Ling.

He prefers to be more natural, that is, to let things take their own course and let things work out naturally.

While eating breakfast, the two of them were chatting about some light-hearted topics.

Even so, the two of them, who were together almost 24 hours a day, could only talk about things that the other person knew. But it was also for this reason that both of them could express their opinions on every topic.

That's what I said...

In fact, the real situation is that the way Ling spoke to Zhuo was more like the way they talked when they just met, and Zhuo also tried his best to cooperate with her and avoid making the situation awkward.

Zhuo could see that Ling was just like himself, with an expressionless poker face that now had a sense of stiffness that was difficult to conceal.

The day after Christmas is also a day off, so it’s not surprising that there’s no school today.

Confessed yesterday... well, or was confessed to? Anyway, before what happened last night, Ling had already gotten into the habit of getting up earlier than Zhuo every day and preparing breakfast and lunch boxes in advance. When Zhuo got up, the situation had not changed.

Everything is still the same as before.

If there is any difference... it is that after the change in relationship, Zhuo feels that there is a distance between him and Ling.

This sense of distance was not there before they started dating. The strange thing is that now that they are lovers, the distance between them is even greater than before. The obvious reason is that they care too much about each other.

It's quite strange if you really say it.

Zhuo thinks that the time when there was the least distance between him and Ling was when they just got to know each other but before they realized that they liked each other... Zhuo still remembers that at that time he could pat Ling on the shoulder like a buddy and praise her for her delicious cooking.

Later, Zhuo found out that he liked Ling and started to care about Ling's every move.

Finally, now.

'Back to the original starting point, standing quietly in front of the mirror~~'——by Zhuo, who was sitting at one of the two ends of the sofa.

As for Ling, she was used to this house usually. To be more precise, she was more familiar with it than Zhuo in some ways. Even if she wanted to take a shower, she would not think too much about it and would relax as if she was at home. Having said that, due to her personal character, Ling still sat very upright.

Especially today, it can be described as "upright".

But what is more tense is Zhuo.

She could no longer lie down on the sofa as usual, so she could only lean slightly on the armrest, then shift her eyes and muttered softly, "Good morning."

The two of them maintained this subtle sense of distance and sat together at the two ends of the sofa in the living room, with their bodies farther apart than usual.

He could not help but tremble all over because of the joy that he felt, which had not faded until now, because he was in tune with the person he admired. However, the more joyful he felt, the more troubled he was about how to deal with it next.

How should he treat Zero, who has become his lover? Zhuo was having a headache over this question while answering Zero.

"what about the taste?"

Ling got up early this morning and cooked a pot of beef. Zhuo was also led away from his bed by the unusually tempting aroma, because it was too fragrant, whether it was the beef or the person who cooked it. Zhuo picked up a large piece, which was a little sweet and spicy, and the meat was tender and melted in the mouth... In fact, Zhuo was absent-minded.

"It's delicious, it's delicious. With my appetite, I can finish this bowl without any problem."

Ling scooped another spoonful of beef soup and looked at me with a handsome frown.

"Try this soup again. I think there's too much salt."

Zhuo bit the beef and reached out to take the spoon. His fingers inevitably grasped her fingers from under the spoon. Zhuo and Ling paused at the same time. Ling's expression seemed to be frozen at that second, while Zhuo quickly took the spoon, put it to his mouth and drank a mouthful of soup.

“It’s delicious, not salty at all, just right.”

"Yes, yes, fine, fine, it feels like a fly rubbing your head..."

This was not the first time that Zhuo had touched Ling's hand, he had held her hand a few times before, but now when he just touched her hand lightly, Zhuo felt a tingling sensation in his heart as if an electric shock had passed through his heart.

All along, the distance between the two has been only a few feet away, and this distance has been taken for granted. However, after the relationship changes, if they keep the same distance, all kinds of thoughts will arise in their minds, and if they care too much about those things, they will become shy.

Zhuo is not a shy person. On the contrary, in the eyes of others, Zhuo is probably an emotionally indifferent and autistic boy. If they saw Zhuo like this, they would definitely open their mouths in surprise.

And Ling is not a shy person, even now I have never seen her shy. Or rather, her best skill is facial paralysis.

Back to the point.

It’s not that Zhuo didn’t feel shy about some things before, but once his understanding changed, he would become more sensitive.

Although Ling has never been in a relationship, he should be quite talented in this aspect. At least compared to Zhuo, the way she sits upright looks much more calm.

Zhuo couldn't calm down when he thought about the fact that Ling was now his legitimate girlfriend. In this situation, he had already done his best to resist looking at her. If Zhuo wanted to get close to Ling, it would be a bit too much.

“It’s not very peaceful either.”

"…What?"

Ling suddenly spoke again, continuing his inner monologue. When Zhuo was absent, he was also in a state of paranoia about Ling, so he was so embarrassed that he couldn't help but speak vaguely.

Then, Zhuo saw Ling's eyes wandering, and his left hand, which was closer to him, patted the sofa cushion next to him, but this should be a meaning for him to sit over there, right?

"You can sit a little closer."

“…Hey hey hey? Didn’t you say…” Didn’t you say it takes time?

"Although I'm not as calm as usual, even so, I still want to be honest with my feelings and want to be closer..." She secretly moved her face over to meet Zhuo's gaze, then quickly turned away, "...and I can get used to it in advance."

Zhuo forgot to breathe - although she had no expression, or because Ling Weiwei moved away from her face too quickly, she couldn't see her expression. But the way she gently patted the empty space beside her and the slightly timid look she had now were so cute that Zhuo gritted her teeth and held back a moan after a moment of stagnation.

Zhuo's heart was filled with desire, and he wanted to hug Ling like a rag doll. However, if he did so, his shame and rationality might get out of control.

In the end, Zhuo just followed Ling's instructions, put his legs on his knees, and sat next to her with his back straight.

Ling seemed to have relieved his tension. He moved his sitting position a little, leaned his body slightly, and leaned on Zhuo, that is, on Zhuo's arm.

(End of this chapter)