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Chapter 60: You Are the Person Who Treats Me Best in This World
Cheng Ge sandwiched Wen Ling’s face with his two palms, mainly because he felt Wen Ling’s appearance of trying hard to explain was too fucking obedient. Like a particularly easily bullied child. Cheng Ge couldn’t control his hands for a moment.
Moreover, what Wen Ling said was too outrageous and pessimistic, right!? Cheng Ge really wanted to pour out Wen Ling’s brain to see what on earth this person was thinking.
No wonder today’s Wen Ling didn’t seem as clingy as the past few days. He just leaned on him without rubbing left and right. Cheng Ge had even thought Wen Ling was already bored of it.
“What nonsense are you spouting? If I were to find you annoying over such a small thing, wouldn’t I have been annoyed to death by you long ago? If I’m annoyed with someone, I wouldn’t spend all day caring whether they’ve eaten well or slept well, you know? If I was annoyed with you, I wouldn’t even want to pay attention to you right now.”
Wen Ling widened his big eyes and glared at Cheng Ge, looking very aggrieved and dissatisfied. The moment Cheng Ge saw Wen Ling like that, he knew he must have only heard words like “annoyed to death by you” and “wouldn’t even want to pay attention to you.”
Cheng Ge truly admired Wen Ling’s selectively deaf ears. He rubbed his palms against Wen Ling’s face a few times before letting go: “Besides, you yourself felt that those chicken soup pieces of advice were wrong, right? Don’t just blindly force them on yourself when there’s nothing wrong. Just act like you did before and it’ll be fine. I won’t find you annoying or be cold to you. Stop overthinking it.”
Although that paragraph was probably not wrong, it didn’t apply to a person like Wen Ling, and even less to the relationship between Cheng Ge and Wen Ling.
Making someone like Wen Lingâwho severely lacked a sense of security and love, and lacked some normal cognition due to a lack of experienceârestrain his possessiveness and keep a distance, wasn’t that just causing Wen Ling to internally drain himself!
Before, when he had slightly distanced himself from Wen Ling, it had made the person cry. How would Cheng Ge dare to tell him to maintain any distance?
Besides, although Cheng Ge always said Wen Ling as a person was annoying to death, and even called him an annoying spirit now, apart from the period right after he transmigrated when he truly found him annoying, he now… really didn’t find Wen Ling annoying…
“Really?” Wen Ling was still very uneasy. He was already a bad person to begin with, and had done so many bad things to Cheng Ge before. If Cheng Ge also got annoyed with him, then distanced himself, was cold to him, and ignored him, Wen Ling wouldn’t be able to bear it no matter what.
Cheng Ge felt that Wen Ling had reflected for a whole night, but probably hadn’t reflected on what problems he actually had. He was simply afraid of being ignored.
“Wen Ling.” Cheng Ge placed both hands on Wen Ling’s shoulders, turning Wen Ling’s body completely around so the two were face-to-face.
Cheng Ge’s tone carried a soothing comfort: “Perhaps other people’s good relationships need that, but you and I don’t. Just be the way you were before. I won’t ignore you or distance myself from you. You don’t need to keep worrying about this.”
“Why don’t you and I need to?”
Cheng Ge was almost stumped by Wen Ling’s question: “Uh… our situation is rather special.”
Afraid that Wen Ling would also ask “How is it rather special?”, Cheng Ge immediately blocked Wen Ling’s question: “Don’t ask too much. If you ask, it’s just that I’m happy for you to be like you were before. I care more about whether you are happy or not. So don’t think about random things and wrong yourself, hear me?”
After locking eyes with Cheng Ge for a long time, Wen Ling suddenly held Cheng Ge’s shoulders, tilted his head, leaned close to Cheng Ge, and kissed Cheng Ge’s lips.
Using a kissing method meant entirely for a very long kiss.
[Conquest value +2%]
Wen Ling had rarely taken the initiative recently. He liked to wait for Cheng Ge to come kiss and hug him. If he did initiate an attack, it was mostly impulsive and reckless, with no technique to speak of.
But Wen Ling’s kiss this time was very gentle and lingering, and he was trying hard to imitate Cheng Ge’s method when he kissed seriously.
Then, Wen Ling kissed himself soft, even feeling a bit breathless. His arms unconsciously hooked around Cheng Ge’s neck, kissing deeper.
After a moment of bewilderment, Cheng Ge neither refused nor responded. He merely supported Wen Ling’s back to prevent the person from sliding down.
But perhaps he had responded, otherwise Wen Ling wouldn’t have been kissed to the point of being breathless, nor would he have softened into a puddle of water.
Every time he was kissed, a layer of mist would form in Wen Ling’s eye sockets, his eyelashes would flutter, and the rims and corners of his eyes would turn red. He didn’t expect it to happen even when he took the initiative to kiss someone.
And it seemed these features were even more obvious, and the frequency of his panting was much higher, Cheng Ge thought.
Cheng Ge stroked Wen Ling’s back, wanting the person to recover for a moment. Of course, he also had to recover for a moment. The temperature was too high, and Cheng Ge’s brain could barely think.
Finally, Wen Ling hugged Cheng Ge’s neck, burying his head in the crook of Cheng Ge’s neck to adjust his breathing.
The crook of his neck was dampened by Wen Ling’s eyelashes, and Wen Ling’s scorching breath hit Cheng Ge’s collarbone, shoulders, and neck. The temperature was burning, and it also tickled. Waves of numbness flowed through Cheng Ge’s limbs.
And if Cheng Ge retreated slightly, Wen Ling would press even closer. This made Cheng Ge feel it was hard to endure, yet not unbearableâa very contradictory and awkward emotion.
After a long time, Wen Ling finally pulled some distance away from Cheng Ge. He tilted his head up and kissed the corner of Cheng Ge’s lips: “Thank you, Cheng Ge.”
Wen Ling’s voice was typically cold, but now it carried a nasal tone, resulting in it sounding a bit soft.
Overall, it sounded like he was feeling smug and acting spoiled, like one of those noble, stubborn cats rarely meowing happily.
Cheng Ge’s brain was a bit sluggish, his reaction extremely delayed. He finally remembered that before Wen Ling kissed him, he had asked “Hear me?”, but Wen Ling’s answer wasn’t “Heard you” or “Didn’t hear you,” but rather “Thank you, Cheng Ge.”
What was Wen Ling thanking him for? And why was he thanking him?
Cheng Ge quickly had the answer.
Wen Ling kept rubbing against the crook of Cheng Ge’s neck, sniffing the mint scent he liked. It was Wen Ling’s gesture of being very happy.
Wen Ling said with great satisfaction: “You are the person who treats me best in this world.”
This sentence both lifted Cheng Ge to the heavens and smashed him down into hell.
For Wen Ling to be so happy because of his arrival, Cheng Ge was also very pleased. But Cheng Ge also clearly understood that the good and happiness he brought to Wen Ling were fundamentally impure.
To put it harshly, it was simply utilization. Even Cheng Ge being able to accept Wen Ling’s possessiveness, wanting him to be himself, and wanting Wen Ling to be happy, were perhaps just the guilt born from utilizing him acting up.
But it was exactly this hypocritical goodness that made Wen Ling sink deeper and deeper.
Cheng Ge found himself very greedy right now. He wanted the current Wen Ling to be happy and blissful, and also wanted Wen Ling to be happy and blissful in the future.
But this was fundamentally a paradox; these two wishes were inversely proportional.
“Wen Ling,” Cheng Ge slightly pulled the distance between him and Wen Ling apart, looking into Wen Ling’s eyes, secretly taking a deep breath: “If one day you discover that my goodness to you is not pure, and even has an ulterior motive, what would you do?”
“I… I don’t mind,” Wen Ling tightly gripped Cheng Ge’s hand. He was afraid Cheng Ge was a pile of fine sand held in his hands, easily blown away by the wind if he wasn’t careful. Wen Ling was willing to make the biggest concession, building a windbreak wall: “I… as long as you don’t ignore me, the rest doesn’t matter.”
Cheng Ge frowned and grabbed Wen Ling’s shoulders back: “But…”
“Cheng Ge~”
The dorm door was opened. Cheng Ge immediately released Wen Ling, suppressing his guilty conscience and looking at the roommate who entered.
Wang Lei said with a smile: “We brought you barbecue. Eh? Wen Ling is here too? That’s perfect, you guys can eat together.”
Wen Ling had been to Cheng Ge’s dorm quite a few times and had also taught Wang Lei and the others how to complete their 3D modeling. Their relationship was quite harmonious.
Cheng Ge took the barbecue from Wang Lei’s hand. “Thanks, my treat next time.”
“No problem,” Wang Lei smiled and waved his hand. Suddenly, his expression paused. He leaned closer to Cheng Ge: “Cheng Ge, what happened to your lips? How did they break? It looks like they were bitten by something.”
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