Chapter 82: Please Forgive Me, Right? Student Xiao Wen
They lived on the fifth floor, and there was an elevator. However, the takeout rack was on the periphery of the dorm building, so it took some time to go back and forth.
Summer hadn’t completely passed yet. The night breeze was cool, and Cheng Ge found it comfortable, but fearing Wen Ling might catch a cold from the wind, he draped a thin jacket over him.
Wen Ling didn’t speak the whole way. In fact, since coming out of the bathroom, Wen Ling hadn’t spoken much. He was even clingier than before, but there was a bit of a difference from his previous clinginessāit was as if there was something between them.
Cheng Ge wasn’t very clear on what Wen Ling was thinking. He could only perceive that Wen Ling was very insecure, so he gripped Wen Lingās hand tightly the whole way. While walking, he also tried his best to keep his arm pressed against Wen Lingās. He knew physical contact was one of the effective ways to bring a sense of security to Wen Ling.
Since Wen Lingās fever had just subsided, Cheng Ge only ordered light porridge and noodles, along with some soup. Wen Ling ate with his head lowered, occasionally glancing at Cheng Ge, still not speaking.
“What’s wrong with you?” Cheng Ge asked in a gentle tone. He really couldn’t withstand that gaze.
Wen Ling held the bowl, drinking soup, his exposed eyes still staring at Cheng Ge. His lashes were upturned. Having just showered, blown his hair dry, and woken up not long ago, the tips of his hair hung obediently, and his gaze was also obedient. His whole person appeared very soft.
Cheng Ge moved his seat next to Wen Ling, pressing his arm against Wen Lingās. “Is there something you want to say to me?”
Wen Ling put down the bowl, lowered his head, and pursed his lips. He didn’t make a sound. Cheng Ge pulled out a tissue and placed it in Wen Lingās hand. “Wipe up.”
Cheng Geās original intention was for Wen Ling to wipe the oil from his mouth, but who knew Wen Ling would use it to wipe his tears.
Wen Lingās tears came too fast, catching Cheng Ge off guard. Like convective rain on a summer afternoon, two drops suddenly fell with a patter.
“Hey, hey, what are you crying for?” Cheng Ge pulled out two tissues and, regardless of anything, helped the person wipe away his tears and mouth. He cupped Wen Lingās face as he sat there with his mouth tight. “What’s wrong, what’s wrong?”
“Cheng Ge, I’m sorry.” Wen Ling spoke with a muffled voice. “I didn’t do it on purpose.”
Cheng Ge blinked twice. “Why are you saying sorry again? What are you sorry for?”
Wen Ling blinked his large eyes, and two more tears fell. “I pushed you.”
Cheng Ge hurriedly wiped the tears clean. While wiping, his furrowed brows suddenly shot up because he realized what Wen Ling was talking about. He had been so focused on other things that heād almost forgotten about Wen Ling pushing him into the water.
Wen Ling lowered his lashes. “I’m too bad. But… but can Cheng Ge not hate me?”
“I’ll never do that again…”
Today, Wen Ling consistently didn’t look at him when he spoke, which Cheng Ge wasn’t used to. After Wen Ling finished speaking, he placed his hand on the back of Wen Lingās neck, bending his waist to look at Wen Lingās lowered face. His voice was soft. “Aren’t you aggrieved?”
Wen Ling locked eyes with Cheng Ge for a moment, then looked away. After a long while, he gave a large nod. “Aggrieved.”
“But I pushed you.”
Cheng Ge pinched the back of Wen Lingās neck and asked in a small voice, “Are you feeling guilty?”
Wen Lingās muddled mind thought about the meaning of the word “guilty.” After another good while, Wen Ling nodded.
Originally, Cheng Ge wanted to let Wen Ling have a good meal first. He would go over the things he wanted to say in his head, weighing his language before talking to Wen Ling and giving a proper apology. But now that the conversation had reached this point, Cheng Ge simply decided to talk things out openly.
“Wen Ling, you don’t need to feel guilty. You really didn’t do anything wrong. I was the one at fault first. Over the past few days, because of my own issues, I made you feel like I was cold toward you, which hurt you. My fault. Today at the playground, I didn’t protect you all the way and even was fierce with you. Also my fault. Not discovering you had a fever at the first opportunity was also my oversight. These are all my problems. I’m sorry. It wasn’t my intention, but it did happen, and it caused you harm. For that, I’m very sorry.”
Wen Ling said somewhat urgently, “But I pushed you, and even pushed you twice.”
“That was because you were too aggrieved then and your emotions were unstable, so you were a bit impulsive. I can understand. And your grievance and emotional impulsiveness were largely caused by me. I probably don’t have much standing to blame you.”
After admitting his mistake, Cheng Ge was afraid Wen Ling would misunderstand that pushing people was reasonable, so he added a sentence: “But the act of pushing someone is wrong. It would be very good if you could correct it.”
Actually, the act of pushing someone could be big or small. If one accidentally caused someone to be paralyzed or hit their head, Wen Lingās future would be over.
“I’ll change. Don’t hate me.” Wen Ling was still very anxious to explain.
“That’s very good. You’re great. I don’t hate you.” Cheng Ge thought and thought in his mind, then asked again: “Do you really dislike it when I say I hate you…?”
“I’m scared.” Wen Ling looked directly at Cheng Ge. “Cheng Ge, don’t hate me.”
“I don’t hate you. I won’t hate you. I like you.” Cheng Ge casually smoothed Wen Lingās hair. “I won’t say that next time. My fault.”
At that time, Cheng Ge only wanted an explanation from Wen Ling. He consistently didn’t believe Wen Ling hadn’t changed at all. But Wen Ling was stubborn. If he didn’t pressure him, he wouldn’t say anything, keeping it all inside. He might even throw a tantrum and say “I pushed because I wanted to.” Otherwise, Cheng Ge wouldn’t have resorted to harsh words.
Actually, to be honest, even if Wen Ling truly hadn’t changed at all, could he hate Wen Ling? That might be a bit difficult.
“Wen Ling, are you willing to forgive me?”
The rims of Wen Lingās eyes were extremely red, and those tears were precariously hanging there. He was finally willing to look straight at Cheng Ge like before, still looking aggrieved. His voice was sticky. “Can I hug you?”
Cheng Geās lashes fluttered, and he gave Wen Ling a smile, opening his arms. “You can.”
Having received permission, Wen Ling resumed his previous “little tyrant” style, sitting directly on Cheng Geās lap and embracing him, burying his whole person in Cheng Geās chest.
Cheng Ge had just thought about how Wen Ling had such a good temper, when a pain shot through his shoulder. Wen Ling began to bite him again. He didn’t use lethal force, but he certainly used some serious strength. The pain made Cheng Ge unable to stop a muffled groan.
Cheng Ge knew he was in the wrong and that Wen Ling venting his emotions was completely reasonable, so he didn’t resist, holding Wen Ling and smoothing his fur.
Wen Ling bit for nearly a minute. After letting go, his lips pressed against the wound again, giving it a kiss.
Cheng Ge was numb with pain. He lowered his head slightly, pressing his face against Wen Lingās in an intimate manner to coax the person into letting go of his anger quickly.
“Are you still angry?”
“Are you still aggrieved?”
Wen Ling focused on kissing Cheng Geās collarbone, refusing to acknowledge him, making Cheng Ge so anxious he almost threw a tantrum.
“Please forgive me, okay? Student Xiao Wen.”
“I was wrong. I won’t ever dare to again.”
“Give me a chance, please.”
Wen Ling still didn’t open his mouth, but he turned his head and gave Cheng Geās cheek two kisses. Cheng Ge knew Wen Ling wasn’t angry anymore. Excitedly, he turned around and cupped Wen Lingās face, giving him several kisses. After kissing, he felt his actions were a bit much, so he pulled the person into his arms again, pressing Wen Lingās head against his shoulder, not daring to make eye contact.
The two were quiet for a while as Wen Ling slowly processed the day’s roller coaster of emotions.
Cheng Ge was organizing his words again, occasionally smoothing Wen Lingās back.
After a long while, Cheng Ge suddenly spoke. “Actually, there is one thing you did that was really uncalled for. At that time, I was really angry, very angry.”
Translator’s Note: “Student Xiao Wen” (å°ęø©åå¦) is such a cute, domestic nickname. Cheng Ge is finally starting to own up to his mistakes, and their communication is improving. The “biting” is a classic yandere traitāhalf affection, half possession.
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