C11

Ever since they went to Song Zixiu's home, the two who were still in love had free time. Other than going to Lu Kewei's house, they would occasionally go to Song Zixiu's villa in the suburbs. However, most of their time was spent playing tennis or swimming. Compared to the girls, Lu Kewei was more talented in sports, and he wasn't completely at a disadvantage when he was with Song Zi.

However, Song Zixiu was always a person of indecent character. Whether it was playing tennis or swimming, he would always get into an argument with her after a while.

Lu Kewei was also trying hard to get used to his intimacy. She understood that she wasn't disgusted by his intimacy, but just wasn't used to it. She was even comforted that it would naturally be better.

Song Zixiu saw that she was always unconsciously resisting their advances, so he joked, "Kevi, if I was just dating you and didn't do anything else, then for a man my age, there would definitely be something wrong with it."

His words were crude, but they were not without reason. On the surface, Lu Kewei looked at him with contempt, but he understood in his heart.

The two of them held hands as they walked to the supermarket to buy ingredients. Afterwards, they carried bags of ingredients back to the house to prepare dinner.

Song Zixiu didn't want her to be bothered, so he followed her into the room to help, but he was truly heartless. After smashing a plate, he was pushed out of the kitchen with a cold face.

Song Zixiu stood outside the kitchen door and raised his eyebrows at the kitchen door that had been closed from the inside. He then let out a faint sigh, stood on the spot, turned around, and walked to the door of Lu Kewei's bedroom.

The room was not small and was even separated from the study by a separate wall. The bookshelves were placed in a corner and filled with works from home and abroad. Song Zian stood in front of the bookshelf. He didn't expect her to have another set of books. Austin's complete original novel, the funny thing is that women of any age are easily infatuated with Jane. Austin. He reached for a copy of Emma, sat down at her desk, and started flipping through it.

After looking at about two to three pages, he felt that something was amiss. He raised his hand to rub his glabella and looked down to find that the drawer in her desk was not properly closed. He wanted to help her close it, but he suddenly opened it. There were a few pens in the drawer, as well as neatly packed necklaces and earrings, but most notably in the middle notebook.

He felt that this notebook was very familiar. He recalled the panic that Lu Kewei felt when he first found this notebook. Thus, he took it out and started to look through it out of curiosity.

He only had to read a little before he understood what the notebook was about, what she wanted to do but hadn't had time to do. Some of the things she probably did later, she wrote a date at the end of the thing, which he guessed was the date of her completion. This record was undoubtedly the fastest way for him to get to know her.

When the time came a year ago, he saw her write on a page: At first I thought I didn't want to fall in love, but I was not entirely unjealous of seeing one boyfriend after another go by. Most of the time, he felt that he could live a good life by himself, but occasionally, he would feel lonely. But I really don't seem to like anyone, or maybe I don't even like the crooked nut?

At the end of the page, it said: I really want to fall in love. There was also a smiling face behind him.

Song Zi smiled and continued flipping.

When he looked at the last page, it was just after he and Luke had met in Edinburgh, and there was only one sentence on the page: I want to try a relationship.

The smile on Song Zixiu's face did not change, but there was a subtle change in his eyes, as if he was confident that he would win.

Song Zixiu quickly closed his notebook, put it back in its original place, and closed the drawer. It looked like nothing had changed. He picked up Emma again and walked out of the room.

Song Zixiu sat on the sofa in the living room and read another novel for a while. Lu Kewei opened the kitchen door and carried the dishes outside. Upon seeing this, Song Zi hurriedly put down the book in his hands and came to help.

Tonight, when the two of them went to the supermarket, there weren't many dishes, so Lu Kewei bought a bunch of potatoes and said that they were going to make a big potato dinner. At this time, the dishes that were served were fried potatoes and beef, and after a while, they were separated into mashed potatoes and shredded potatoes.

Soon, the two of them sat opposite each other at the dining table. Song Zixiu first took a sip of the beef, then he smiled and said, "Our family's Kovir's cooking skills are getting better and better."

Lu Kewei was naturally unconvinced by his words. He immediately retorted, "Who's from your family?"

Song Zixiu replied narcissistically, "They will be ours sooner or later."

Although Lu Kewei's face was flushed red from disappointment, he still felt sweet in his heart.

Even though Song Zixiu was facing a table full of potatoes, he still ate a lot. In the end, when he wanted to get more food, Lu Kewei couldn't help but stop him, "That's more or less enough, don't eat too much. Otherwise, your stomach won't feel well tonight.

Song Zixiu, on the other hand, scooped another bowl of rice. He was confused by what he had said, "It's okay. I'm so tired that I can't sleep. Why not just do some exercise?"

Lu Kewei felt as if something was wrong with his brain at this moment. He looked at him speechlessly and said, "Who has problems in the middle of the night and specializes in exercising?"

Song Zixiu had already started to eat with her head lowered. Hearing that, she just glanced up at her, but the strange light in her eyes made her feel goosebumps all over. She subconsciously hugged her arm and rubbed it, then stood up uncomfortably and put her bowl of rice into the kitchen.

By the time Song Zixiu had finished eating, Lu Kewei was already sitting on the sofa reading "Emma" that he had just taken out. He did not even read two pages before he said to Song Zixiu, "You, a man, still likes to read the books that we women like to read?"

Song Zixiu picked up the dishes on the table and smiled, "I just saw you buy a whole set, so I thought you would like to read it. That's why I wanted to see what kind of novels you would like to read. However, this is probably the only place that can purchase an original set of books like this. "

"If you want to understand my preferences, you might as well watch 'Pride and Prejudice' instead. My favorite male lead is still Mr. Darcy."

Song Zi forced a smile and said, "You women are all men who talk about how they love each other. You want me to say that Elizabeth would suddenly fall for Darcy in the book, it was all because she found out that Darcy's family had more money than she had imagined. Clearly, he had also read this novel before.

"It's not like that. At the beginning, Elizabeth and Mr. Darcy had a deep misunderstanding about each other. However, after Mr. Darcy explained everything clearly, Elizabeth started to have a different opinion of him," he argued. However, you are right about one thing. There is no woman who would not like a handsome man with good character. "

Song Zixiu suddenly walked up to her and squatted down while holding her hands on her knees. He looked at her seriously and asked, "If you had also separated from a man because of a misunderstanding, and that man came over later and also sincerely repented, would you have forgiven him if it was you?"

However, he soon heard her say, "In my memory, I have never experienced such a thing, so you asked me to tell you that I don't know how to answer either."

Song Zixiu heaved a sigh of relief. Luckily, it was not that he didn't forgive her, but he was just unsure of the answer.

"In the end, it still depends on how much I love this man. Elizabeth had actually been watching Mr. Darcy for a long time, but she hadn't felt it herself. "Therefore, the most important thing is probably not how big of a mistake that man once made, but how much that woman actually loves that man."

Song Zixiu smiled as he caressed her face, held her head and kissed it.

Lu Kewei pushed him away irritably and scolded, "That's not proper at all times." With that, he stood up to wash the dishes.

Song Zixiu followed behind her. "Ke Wei, let me wash the dishes."

He went into the kitchen.

Song Zixiu stood still for a while, making a decision in his heart. It didn't matter if what she just said was from the depths of her heart, he had to make her love him more, to the point that even if the truth were to be discovered, she would still be willing to stay by his side.

As soon as Lu Kewei finished washing the dishes, Song Zixiu entered the kitchen. The kitchen, which could not be considered small, instantly became cramped.

"Let me help you wash it. You can't possibly have all the housework done by yourself, can you?" Song Zi Xiu moved his hand from behind her back to the front and tried to take the bowl from her.

"It's better if you go out. There are only a few bowls at home, and Aunt was the one who found them. If she comes back and finds out that so many bowls are missing, she'll definitely feel heartbroken."

Song Zixiu released her hand helplessly, but he still stood in the kitchen and didn't leave. He stood behind her and held her waist.

"You go out first. Don't keep disturbing me with my work."

Song Zixiu bowed slightly and put his head on her shoulder. "You don't allow me to help, and you don't allow me to hug you, so what else can I do?"

For a moment, Lu Kewei felt that Song Zixiu was like a giant infant. He was clearly not young, but he had to be coaxed by her. She had no other choice but to let him hug her as her hands slowed down a lot.

After washing the dishes, Song Zixiu sat on the sofa and watched the TV. Lu Kewei sat next to him and peeled the apples. When he was done, he handed them over to him to eat. Neither of them said anything for a while.

After a while, Lu Kewei noticed that it was getting late, so he reminded him, "Song Zixu, it's very late. You should leave."

Song Zi put her on the sofa, hugged her and said coquettishly, "I don't want to go tonight."

"You can stay if you don't want to, but you can only sleep on the sofa." Song Zi was too tall, if he slept on the sofa, he wouldn't be able to lie down.

Song Zixiu gave her another hug so that the two of them could face each other. He objected weakly: "Is it okay if we don't sleep on the sofa?"

"Where else do you want to sleep?"

Song Zixiu looked at her carefully and suggested, "I think your bed is quite big."

Even a retard like Lu Ke Wei could tell what he meant by what he said tonight. Even though he had long since mentalized himself and knew that the two of them would reach that stage sooner or later, it was still somewhat unacceptable to hear him say that.

She bit her lips as she hesitated. She wanted to be as fierce as ever and reject him, but she discovered that she couldn't do it. Perhaps she wasn't as repulsed as she thought she was?

When she thought of what she had just thought, she immediately started to despise him, telling him that she couldn't agree so casually.