Chapter 381: Did you think of something...
Zhuo got up early because today was the first day of the new semester in my senior year of high school. However, when he saw that there was no one by the bed, he still felt a little sorry.

Zhuo met with Chu Tianjiao, Chu Zihang's father, and then discussed the matter with Ling. Although they had different ideas, they were on the same side, so it didn't matter. Although the last day of summer vacation gave Zhuo a little ripple, it wasn't all bad.

At least I got to see the true face of Chu Zihang's father, who had been shrouded in mystery until now. This was a big gain.

Zhuo didn't intend to be led by him. He wanted to stay by Ling's side, or be protected by her. He also wanted to stay with each other. No matter what Chu Tianjiao's purpose was, Zhuo didn't intend to be led by the nose. He didn't intend to delve into it or investigate it.

Ling seemed to have accepted this as well. Even though the two of them hadn't made a clear plan, they would go at their own pace for the time being. Zhuo believed that Ling also thought so.

and……

Unfortunately, even though Zhuo jokingly asked her if she wanted to sleep together before going to bed yesterday, Ling still didn't fall asleep in the end.

If Ling really cared about the fact that she didn't play a role, which seemed insignificant to Zhuo, Zhuo would squeeze into the same bed with her tonight even if he had to force it.

However, perhaps after hearing Zhuo's words, Ling felt a lot more at ease and lay down with a relaxed face although without any expression.

(…It’s not good to force yourself to do everything.)
As Zhuo changed into her uniform, she thought about how Ling looked yesterday. After hearing what Zhuo said, she seemed to calm down a lot—because she wanted to stay by Zhuo's side, she didn't want to become useless. Although she didn't say it, according to the brain circuit that someone had instilled in Ling since she was a child, she probably thought so.

Zhuo felt a little embarrassed when he thought that he had occupied most of Ling's heart, but there were still places that Zhuo alone could not fill completely.

There's nothing that can be done about it. This is how Zero grew up and lived all those years. It's natural that he cares about things like this.

What if Ling is still affected today? Thinking of this, Zhuo's expression darkened a little. Just as he was tying his belt, he heard the sound of the doorknob turning at the door.

Maybe it's because today is the first school day after the summer vacation, so it starts earlier than usual.

Zhuo hurriedly put down his lifted campus shirt and looked up, just in time to see Ling standing at the bedroom door in an apron.

"Good morning."

Seeing Ling's usual indifferent expression, Zhuo quietly felt relieved.

"Good morning, did you sleep well?"

"Well, I'm not as depressed as Zhuo thought. It's okay now. I've parted ways with the past."

"Even if we're separated, some habits can't be changed in a short time, especially the mentality. If you still care too much, it will bother me, so tell me if you have any entanglements. This is how we should rely on each other as agreed."

"Well...I'll rely on you."

This petite-looking person who always said shocking things seemed to really think so. Zhuo chuckled and prepared to stand up.

After standing up, he looked at the bedroom and found that Ling was still standing at the door, looking at him, his eyes roughly at his abdomen, with a dull look.

Zhuo put his coat on his shoulders and walked in front of her.

"Zero, anything else? What do you want to say?"

"Nothing, time to eat..."

Ling just kept watching Zhuo walk up to her, and only came back to her senses and lowered her head to answer when Zhuo spoke.

After she finished speaking, she let go of the door handle that she had been holding since she opened the door, and turned to walk towards the living room.

Zhuo was completely confused and had no idea what was going on. At this time, the sharp pain in his lower back reminded him that he might have eaten too much food recently, which caused him to have excessive heat. He didn't have many pimples on his face, but all of them appeared on his waist.

Zhuo twisted his head, touched his lower back and called out to Ling who was about to go out.

"Zero, wait a minute—"

"What's wrong?" "Zero, look at this thing growing on the back of my waist. It hurt a little last night, and it hurt even more when I rubbed it when I was putting on clothes just now."

Zhuo turned around and pointed to the place.

As I touched my lower abdomen, which was gradually forming muscles because I had not given up exercising, I felt that my body fat had indeed increased a bit recently.

Thinking about my recent diet, to be honest, because the semester has just started and I have received a new living allowance, my recent meals are indeed richer, because Ling has been cooking in different ways recently, and they are getting more and more to my taste, causing Zhuo's daily carbohydrate intake to seriously exceed the limit. But to be fair, even so, it is still not as good as when Ling first came... How come I was fine during that time, but now I have acne?

It seems that exercise cannot be stopped. Zhuo touched his belly and thought about how to increase the amount of exercise without reducing the time spent with Ling.

Zhuo was thinking and waiting...

But there was no sound for a long time, so Zhuo couldn't help but speak again.

"Zero, did you see that?"

"……oh I saw it……"

After Zhuo asked again, he felt a soft hand supporting his waist.

As a result, she fiddled with it and it hurt even more.

"Hum...what is that?"

"It's a pimple that you rubbed out..."

Zero's voice was soft, and sounded a little absent-minded.

What is this girl thinking? Why does she have acne on her waist? Zhuo turned around in confusion. Ling's right hand, which was originally on her waist, was directly placed just below Zhuo's belly, which had improved significantly recently. And her left hand, which was originally raised in the air for some reason, was also placed on Zhuo's chest because of Zhuo's action.

Before Zhuo could open his mouth, Ling withdrew both his hands in a flash as if in response to stress.

What was even more bizarre was that his head also drooped to one side, followed by a particularly obvious exhalation.

Zhuo pinched his chin, lowered his head to observe Ling's reaction, looked left and right, but even so, she still showed no reaction as if she didn't notice anything.

Zhuo touched his lips, bent his knees, lowered his body, frowned, and looked up at Ling's expression from the bottom up.

"What are you looking at..."

She stuttered!!!

This was probably the second most outrageous incident Zhuo had seen since crossing over. Zhuo thought for a moment and asked in a half-joking and serious tone.

"Zero, I say... have you thought of something awkward?"

The effect turned out to be surprisingly good, too good. She immediately came alive, raised her head abruptly and hammered Zhuo twice.

"Bullshit."

It was still the same toneless voice as before. Because he could hear it every day, Zhuo found that the volume of this voice was obviously a little higher than before... maybe more than a little, relative to zero.

"I cooked the meal, so I wonder if it's the food that's the problem... I told you not to wear your belt so tight, but you didn't believe me..."

As she spoke, she moved out of the bedroom.

(End of this chapter)