Chapter 59: Especially Cute
Getting back to the main point, although the angle, lighting, and photography skills of those photos were extremely subpar, they won because the person was good-looking, especially dorky, and foolishly cute.
Cheng Ge discovered that Wen Ling seemed to lack an accurate concept of his own appearance. He was even unconfident and looked down on himself. This probably tied back to some unpleasant memories from Wen Ling’s childhood.
Thinking of this, Cheng Ge answered very affirmatively: “Cute, especially cute.”
“If you aren’t good-looking, then I’m a puppy.” Cheng Ge believed this was already the most convincing thing he could say.
He encouraged Wen Ling so much, but as a result, Wen Ling only gave him a weird look, pursed his lips, and said no more.
Cheng Ge propped his chin up and looked at Wen Ling’s expressionless side profile, silently sighing in his heart.
So difficult to handle.
Wen Ling had many small movements when teaching Cheng Ge. When others were around, he would restrain himself, sitting upright with a straight back. But if it was just him and Cheng Ge, Wen Ling would act like he had no bones, pressing his upper body weight onto Cheng Ge, or resting his chin on Cheng Ge’s shoulder to watch him operate.
Like right now, Wen Ling was resting his head on Cheng Ge’s shoulder, yawning, his eyes half-closed. Looking closely, one could even find obvious dark circles under his eyes.
“Go to sleep if you’re sleepy.” Cheng Ge raised his hand and squeezed Wen Ling’s neck.
“No, not sleepy,” Wen Ling said, pressing his face against Cheng Ge’s arm again.
Cheng Ge knew Wen Ling really liked having intimate physical contact with him. He had even suspected whether Wen Ling had skin hunger. He even used 0.2 points to exchange for a diagnosis from 001; the answer was negative.
So, it meant Wen Ling simply liked clinging to him.
Holding onto various reasons like “A man under the eaves has to bow his head,” “After all, Wen Ling is teaching,” and “Just consider it tuition fees,” Cheng Ge had always turned a blind eye to Wen Ling’s overly intimate actions. Moreover, Wen Ling knew his limits, so he never held this issue against Wen Ling.
“How do I do this?” Cheng Ge shrugged his shoulders.
Wen Ling leaned closer to the computer, squinting his eyes to look for a while: “It’s the same steps as the one I taught you yesterday, they just changed the description here.”
Cheng Ge rolled his eyes, nodding: “Okay, I’ll try again.”
Cheng Ge recalled what Wen Ling had taught him yesterday and did it again. Sure enough, he got it done.
“Take a look.” Cheng Ge leaned his body to make room for Wen Ling, incidentally stretching his back. Wen Ling again brought his head very close to the screen, like the scene of an elderly person learning to use a computer.
Cheng Ge pressed his palm against Wen Ling’s forehead, pushing his head away slightly to widen the distance between Wen Ling and the screen. “Don’t get too close, it’s bad for your eyes.”
“But I can’t see clearly—”
“Speaking of which, are you near-sighted—”
The two spoke at the same time.
Cheng Ge paused, then asked again: “Then why don’t you wear glasses?”
Wen Ling let out a light “Ah,” saying, “I didn’t think about wearing glasses, because when I’m close, I can see clearly too.”
“If you keep this up, you’ll go blind,” Cheng Ge exaggerated. “When you become near-sighted by a thousand degrees, you won’t be able to see clearly even if you stick your eyes to it.”
Wen Ling’s mouth opened slightly. He froze for a moment before telling Cheng Ge with a lack of confidence: “It won’t be a thousand degrees.” It was also comforting himself.
“Alright, alright, it won’t be.” Cheng Ge found Wen Ling’s “self-deception” very amusing. “But when you have time later, it’s better to go get a pair of glasses. Always squinting to see things will make your prescription get deeper and deeper.”
“There seems to be an optical shop inside the school, but I don’t know if they scam people. Wait, let me check for you.”
“Are you going to get glasses too?” Wen Ling asked.
“Hm?” Cheng Ge’s gaze and thoughts were both on his phone. His reaction was slower than usual. After a moment of silence, he replied: “I’m not getting any. Both my left and right eyes are around 5.0, not like you. I’m just checking for you.”
“You can get a pair as advance precaution. After all, you might become a thousand degrees too,” Wen Ling insisted.
Cheng Ge cast a strange glance at Wen Ling, thinking how this person Wen Ling could curse him to have a thousand degrees of myopia. As a result, what he saw was Wen Ling’s expectant and pleading gaze. He couldn’t control himself for a moment and burst out laughing.
Too funny, too cute.
Wen Ling’s eyes were completely filled with: Let’s go together, let’s go together, I beg you.
Yet Wen Ling even sincerely said something like “After all, you might become a thousand degrees too” for this, making it seem as if Wen Ling was being so considerate of him.
Having finally finished laughing, Cheng Ge patted one hand on Wen Ling’s shoulder, deliberately saying: “Just say what you want to say directly, don’t beat around the bush. I don’t understand. Are you cursing me?”
Wen Ling’s eyes went from confusion to shock as he explained: “No, I didn’t mean to curse you. How could you misunderstand me like this.”
“You said I would also be a thousand degrees.”
“I said might.”
“That’s pretty much the same.”
Wen Ling’s speaking speed was slow, yet one could hear he was very anxious: “I-I didn’t mean that.”
“Then what did you mean?” Cheng Ge held onto the person and refused to let go. He just liked seeing Wen Ling’s conflicted appearance, flustered yet earnestly explaining.
That little face was all wrinkled up.
Wen Ling bit his lip and remained silent for a while. Finally, he said: “I just wanted you to go with me to get glasses.”
“Then you should have just said directly that you wanted me to accompany you. Didn’t you always bring it up directly before?”
Cheng Ge didn’t understand. Wen Ling’s emperor-like temper in the past could even directly order or command him to do things. How had he now become so roundabout and polite?
If Cheng Ge didn’t understand Wen Ling so well and couldn’t read the meaning behind every one of Wen Ling’s glances, he would truly have thought Wen Ling was cursing him.
“Besides, who told you I wasn’t going with you? Could I rest easy letting you go out alone?”
Setting aside the matter with Lin Yuchen for now, Cheng Ge just had to imagine letting a wealthy dork like Wen Ling go to an optical shop with deep waters to buy glasses. If he met a shrewd boss, this guy Wen Ling would be scammed until he didn’t even have his underwear left.
“Because I saw a sentence in a book yesterday.”
“Ah?” Cheng Ge blinked, a bit bewildered. What was Wen Ling trying to say?
“The book said that a good romantic relationship requires mutual effort from both parties, and there should be appropriate distance. Otherwise, the relationship will become cold and won’t last long. There was also some small print underneath specifically explaining this sentence.”
“I reflected on it for the whole night.” Wen Ling looked at Cheng Ge.
Cheng Ge asked despite knowing the answer: “So this is why you didn’t sleep well last night and have been sleepy all day today?”
Wen Ling was stunned for a moment, then said: “Probably, but that’s not the point. The point is I found a lot of my own problems.”
Cheng Ge raised his eyebrows slightly, saying lazily: “Let’s hear them.”
“I want to stay with you all the time, want you to accompany me in whatever I do, and even want to be on the phone while sleeping. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with this, but that explanation mentioned these things, saying it’s like conjoined twins, and that you would feel annoyed by it.”
“Also, I always ask you to do this and that, but I haven’t done anything. This is unfair. The book said you would internally drain yourself, and over time you would also get annoyed with me, then become cold towards me, ignore me, abandon me…”
The more Wen Ling spoke, the more terrifying he found it. He stopped this speech and changed the subject: “I really want you to accompany me to get glasses, but I’m afraid you would find me annoying if I did. So I was thinking of a way to make you feel like you should go too. I was really not cursing you… Mmph!?”
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