deliberate kiss

Chapter 141 It's My Fault
When Cheng Cunzheng heard his daughter let go, he was quite moved, and quickly said: "I know what's in my heart, don't worry. Ningning, Dad is getting old, but I don't want to be a useless person."

Cheng Weiyue understood that Cheng Cunzheng was going to be strong for the rest of his life.

After dinner, Cheng Weiyue watched TV with Zhao Ruolan, who had calmed down, and it was evening in a blink of an eye.

Just when Zhao Ruolan asked her if she wanted to stay for dinner, she received a call from Zhou Jingwei.

On the other end of the phone, the man's voice was light and tired, but gentle: "Yueyue, I'll wait for you outside the alley."

Cheng Weiyue agreed, and after hanging up the phone, she met Zhao Ruolan's probing eyes.

Cheng Weiyue coughed, and said, "Mom, I have an appointment with friends for dinner tonight, so I'm leaving first."

"Friend? What friend?" Zhao Ruolan frowned, looked her daughter up and down, and asked half-believingly after a while, "Cheng Weiyue, you won't be in a relationship without telling me, will you?"

Knowing daughter Mo Ruomu, Cheng Weiyue's heart tightened when she was told what was on her mind.

She quickly waved her hands as if nothing had happened, and said, "How can I, can I not tell you about my relationship?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't tell me, a girl your age wants to fall in love." Zhao Ruolan paused, her tone tinged with worry: "But you have to talk carefully, don't talk to messy people."

Cheng Weiyue also laughed, and asked back: "What kind of messy person?"

"People in Zhao Hanshen's circle can't do it!" Zhao Ruolan's face was serious, she didn't mean to be joking at all, she looked at the slightly sunken curve of Cheng Weiyue's lips, her heart became more and more sad, and said: "Yueyue, that circle It's too high, how can a family like us afford it?"

Cheng Weiyue knew that everything Zhao Ruolan said was correct.

What she said was exactly what she was cowardly and afraid to face.

Cheng Weiyue forced a smile, raised her hand and patted the back of Zhao Ruolan's hand: "Mom, don't worry, I know it well."

Zhou Jingwei's car was parked at the gate of Tinglan Hutong, Cheng Weiyue saw it from a distance, and couldn't help but quicken her pace.

Zhou Jingwei opened the car door for her as usual.

When the car started, Cheng Weiyue said while arranging her hair: "Just now my mother stopped me suddenly and said something homely."

Zhou Jingwei said "um", and after a long silence, he suddenly asked, "Little Moon, does your mother know that you are in a relationship?"

Cheng Weiyue felt guilty about this matter, she was stunned for a long while, then lowered her head and said she didn't know.

Her hands pinched the edge of the seat belt, nails hard.

She was thinking about what words to use to explain, but she felt Zhou Jingwei's hand on her head.

He stroked her hair with gentle movements, and then said softly, "It's my fault."

This is said seriously, without a little perfunctory emotion.

Cheng Weiyue looked at him suddenly, Zhou Jingwei's expression was flat and calm.

"Zhou Jingwei, it's not your fault"

How could it be your fault, worldly deviation, always.

It's a red light, and with the continuous autumn rain, the rain is slowly falling down.

Zhou Jingwei held the steering wheel with almost invisible force.

He said, "Wei Yue, I'll take care of everything."

He will take care of everything, and she just needs to stand behind him and watch him.

After Ye Licheng Weiyue took a shower, she sat in her room and looked through the dissertation guidelines issued by the school.

This semester is about to come to an end, and next year she will officially enter the entertainment industry.

next year
Next year, will she still be by Zhou Jingwei's side?
Cheng Weiyue was stopped by this question, her eyes were slightly dazed.

Until there was a knock on the door outside the room, she came back to her senses and said please come in.

Zhou Jingwei walked in with some snacks and a cup of tea.

His eyes fell on Cheng Weiyue's wet and curly hair.

She never seemed to take good care of herself.

He put the things in his hands aside, turned around and went to the bathroom to get the hair dryer.

Cheng Weiyue sat on the bed with her legs tucked around her knees, and when she saw this, she said, "It's almost done."

"Tomorrow will be Lidong, do you know?" He sat beside her, plugged in the hair dryer, and nodded to Cheng Weiyue: "Come here."

"Oh." She leaned towards him dawdly, with a smile in her eyes: "You look so serious."

"Do you not like dinner?" Zhou Jingwei ignored her gag, and asked seriously: "Is the food not to your liking?"

"No," Cheng Weiyue said in a low voice, "It's just that I'm too full at noon."

Zhou Jingwei sighed, picked up a strand of her hair in the palm of his hand, and dried it with a hair dryer.

His voice was mixed in the warm wind, indescribably ironic and tender: "There is nothing I can do about you."

Cheng Weiyue rubbed into his arms with a smile, her expression was very delicate: "You hate me?"

"How dare you, little princess," he said.

Later, when the night was dark, Cheng Weiyue had some snacks, and sat by Zhou Jingwei looking at her phone.

Sometimes when she sees some interesting plots, she will move her mobile phone over and say to Zhou Jingwei, "Look at this."

It's very depressing.

Zhou Jingwei stroked her hair, his eyes softened again and again.

Later Cheng Weiyue yawned and said that she was sleepy.

"Then do you want to rest?" He took her mobile phone and put it aside to charge.

Cheng Weiyue said she was going to sleep.

Zhou Jingwei patted her on the back, with some inexplicable thoughts, knowing that she was sleepy, he took advantage of the danger and asked her: "Yueyue, can I stay and sleep with you?"

It's not the first time she fell asleep, Cheng Weiyue agreed without thinking.

"What about tomorrow?" He asked bewilderingly: "Tomorrow is Lidong, I don't want to sleep alone in Lidong."

In the old customs of Jingcheng, Lidong is a very important festival.

Cheng Weiyue regained consciousness, but felt that there was nothing wrong with what Zhou Jingwei said, so she nodded and agreed.

Zhou Jingwei said with a low smile that Yueyue is so obedient.

Cheng Weiyue felt that something was wrong, but after thinking about it carefully, she couldn't figure out what was wrong.

Before dawn the next day, Zhou Jingwei received a call from Zhao Ximo.

He glanced at Cheng Weiyue who was still sleeping soundly, lifted the quilt, and went to the balcony to answer the phone.

The dawn is twilight, and the coldness of Lidong has begun to cover the whole world like a real thing.

Zhou Jingwei pinched the bridge of his nose, his tone tinged with displeasure at being woken up: "You better have something important."

"Jingwei, today is Lidong, let's come out and get together." Zhao Ximo's voice was low and abnormally calm: "You have been abroad all these years, and you have never spent Lidong with us."

"It depends." Zhou Jingwei said indifferently.

"Don't, it depends on the situation?" When Zhao Ximo said this, he paused, smiled bitterly, and said, "Jingwei, I'm getting engaged."

(End of this chapter)