him and her cat

Chapter 25
In the summer evening, just after it rained, it was not stuffy, and the air was very fresh.

There are a few vendors not far from the street. The old sycamore trees gently cover the shade, and cicadas call in a low voice.

Shujia walked beside Zhou Dang, so close that he could almost smell the clean and sweet lemon scent on his body.

"Zhou Dang." She mustered up the courage to call his name in a low voice.

He looked down at her.

"That's right." Shujia was struggling with his words, "I think you should rest well."

She finally said what she wanted to say in her heart, "You always look so tired, don't you work hard as a professional?"

"I'm used to it." Zhou Dang looked at Shujia's expression, his voice was flat, "I felt tired when I was young, but now I don't feel much."

When Shujia heard what he said, it seemed that he started playing professionally at the age of 15.
"Then how long do you usually sleep every day?" Shujia asked.

"It depends, a few hours."

He said nonchalantly, with an understated tone.

Originally, he just said something casually, but Shujia's expression changed obviously.

"You, you can't do this." Shujia paused for a few seconds and repeated, "You will do great harm to your body."

Zhou Dang said nothing.

On the other hand, Shujia hesitated for a moment, wondering if she was being too lenient, "I am."

He suddenly leaned over and looked at her closer, "What about the earrings, why don't you wear them?"

Shujia wanted to say something, but when he interrupted him, his mind immediately went blank, and he couldn't say anything.

"I'm taking it now." She stammered, "It's in my pocket."

Zhou Dang stopped and waited for her.

There are noisy cars, people, and insects on the road.The evening wind blew slowly, and the chiffon skirt swayed over her ankles.

Shujia fumbled for her star earrings, tilted her head slightly, and looked for the small hole in her earlobe with her fingers.

Zhou Dang looked at her wearing earrings seriously and slightly curiously.

A tall man can easily appear domineering, especially when he bends slightly to approach her.

She is under pressure, her hands are trembling slightly
Shujia tightly closed her lips, trying to restrain herself from blushing.

"Okay." Shujia mumbled, "Let's go."

Zhou Dang glanced at her lazily.

The more Shujia gets along with him, the more he feels like a cat raised by his grandmother when he was a child.

At the beginning, I was indifferent to people I didn't know, ignored them, and was extremely arrogant.

After feeding it, I realized that it actually likes to be pampered.He has no sense of security, and likes to be held in his arms and curled up in a ball.

When he is liked by others, he will be sticky and cling to others, moaning and dawdling.

"Zhou Dang, my house is just ahead." Shujia stopped, afraid of delaying his time, "Go back and rest early."

He also stopped.

"When are you going to Suzhou to prepare for the final?" Shujia was not very willing to say goodbye to him just like that, so he just found something to say to him.

He thought for a while and answered her: "Next week."

"You should rest well."

Shujia didn't want to worry about it either. In what capacity was she going to tell him now, "Remember to drink some milk before going to bed, try not to stay up all night as much as possible, and eat a good breakfast."

Probably all likes are very similar, greedy that cannot be concealed, but sweet and content.

She talked about irrelevant topics to him, but she didn't dare to say the most important thing in her heart.

Zhou Dang listened with rare patience, and dallyed with Shujia.

In the cool night, her voice was gentle.

Shujia hugged her arms, slowly rubbing her arms, lowered her eyelids, and said goodbye to him: "Thank you for sending me back, you should go back to the base as soon as possible."

"I'll throw away these desserts if I can't finish them tomorrow. Don't spoil my stomach." She finally told him worriedly.

He nodded.

"I'm leaving."

"and many more."

Zhou Dang shouted to stop Shujia who was about to leave.

Shujia turned to look at him, "What's wrong?"

He took off his coat and threw it into her arms, and said slowly, "Put it on."

(End of this chapter)