Chapter 65: Jealousy
“I like you the most too. I only like you.” Wen Ling would reply like this every time, signaling the end of this little awkwardness.
Compared to when he said he liked him before, Cheng Ge’s sense of guilt wasn’t as intense anymore; he was even quite smug.
Not because he was numb to it, but because Cheng Ge interpreted the “like” from Wen Ling’s mouth as the “like” between friends.
Then he truly did like Wen Ling the most.
Passing by the supermarket, Cheng Ge brought Wen Ling inside. “What do you want to eat tonight? I’ll cook for you.”
After seeking his roommates’ opinions, Cheng Ge had bought a pot a few days ago. However, because he was busy recently and hadn’t bought any ingredients, he hadn’t fired it up once.
Wen Ling’s eyes sparkled, finally showing some interest: “Really? Have you bought all your ingredients?”
Ever since he found out Cheng Ge bought a pot, Wen Ling asked every single day, “Is Cheng Ge cooking today?”
And Cheng Ge would say every time that he couldn’t cook without preparing the ingredients.
“Not yet, we’re buying them now.”
“Then I want sweet and sour fish, steamed pork ribs, chicken stewed with mushrooms…”
“Stop, stop, stop,” Cheng Ge looked embarrassed, yet also wanted to laugh. “This supermarket doesn’t sell those high-end foods. Just endure a bit today and eat something simpler.”
Wen Ling had barely visited the school’s small supermarket and didn’t know the school’s takeout consisted of pre-made meals. Thus, Cheng Ge’s words made no sense to Wen Ling. The school’s takeout had fish, ribs, and chicken. How could there be cooked ones but no raw ones?
But whatever Cheng Ge said went.
Wen Ling frowned slightly, somewhat rigorously asking: “Is egg fried rice okay?”
“Okay, okay.”
“What about a cold cucumber salad?”
“Okay, okay.”
“Tomato and egg soup.”
“Mn mn mn.”
Wen Ling felt that was about enough. “Then just these.”
“Alright, if you see anything you want to eat later, you can buy it too.”
The two entered the supermarket. Cheng Ge bought oil and salt first, while Wen Ling followed behind like an overseer.
Cheng Ge still needed to take a shower when they got back. To save time, he unprecedentedly “bossed around” his little emperor: “There seem to be eggs over there, could you go help grab some?”
“Okay.”
Cheng Ge glanced at Wen Ling’s back and continued walking forward, picking out vegetables as he went.
After gathering almost everything, Wen Ling still hadn’t returned. Cheng Ge searched around the egg section but couldn’t find him.
Wen Ling wasn’t someone who was easily distracted by play, nor would he get lost walking in a small supermarket.
Suddenly thinking of something, Cheng Ge’s heart rate instantly spiked. The items dropped to the ground as he immediately pulled out his phone to call him.
Cheng Ge continued searching while calling, but the call wouldn’t go through.
He searched back and forth several times but couldn’t find the person. Cheng Ge became increasingly uneasy, his steps growing more hurried.
He was too careless. He shouldn’t have left Wen Ling alone. The Lin family had fallen, but Lin Yuchen was still fine. He shouldn’t have let his guard down. Even a cornered rabbit will bite, let alone an evildoer driven to a dead end?
Cheng Ge didn’t even dare to imagine what would happen if Wen Ling was really taken away by Lin Yuchen.
That idiot Lin Yuchen. He shot the video and he called the police. What was the point of looking for Wen Ling? Come find him if he had the guts.
Ah!!! It was all his fault. If he had known, he wouldn’t have coveted saving a little time.
Cheng Ge’s mind was a mess, so agitated he wanted to beat someone up.
Security cameras! Cheng Ge suddenly remembered he could check the security cameras.
Cheng Ge rushed hurriedly toward the front desk. But just as he dashed out from the aisles, he saw a figure at the front desk whose back looked exactly like Wen Ling.
No, Daddy’s back is Wen Ling!
“Wen Ling!” Cheng Ge frowned and ran over.
“Ah?” Wen Ling was lost in thought. Suddenly hearing Cheng Ge’s voice and seeing Cheng Ge marching over aggressively, he was baffled. “What’s wrong?”
Cheng Ge, lips drawn tight, circled Wen Ling, inspecting him up and down. “Are you alright?”
“I’m fine. Why does Cheng Ge ask that?”
Cheng Ge let out a long sigh of relief. He really was scared half to death just now.
But if he told Wen Ling all the terrifying hypotheticals he just had, and his impulse to hug Wen Ling tightly when he ran over… this guy would definitely think he was making a fuss over nothing, being baffling, and acting useless.
“Nothing. What are you doing here?”
“I’m watching the turtles eat poop.”
The front desk female clerk burst out laughing with a “pfft.”
Cheng Ge: “…”
Seeing Cheng Ge’s speechless expression, Wen Ling pointed at the turtles on the desk and further explained, “Really, one is pooping, and the other is chasing behind eating it. It’s simply unbelievable.”
The female clerk completely collapsed onto the desk, laughing uncontrollably.
Cheng Ge: “…”
One or two turtles couldn’t catch Wen Ling’s attention, not even turtles eating poop could.
But a turtle chasing another turtle to eat the poop it was dropping was a different story.
Cheng Ge and Wen Ling’s serious expression stared at each other for a moment, and eventually, Cheng Ge couldn’t help but laugh helplessly.
“Where are the eggs?”
Wen Ling pointed to a large carton of eggs on the desk. “Right here.”
“Alright.”
“Then you wait here first, I’ll go back and get the vegetables.”
“I’ll go with you.” Saying that, Wen Ling stuck to him like a little shadow.
Cheng Ge quickened his pace, picking up the mess he dropped on the floor before Wen Ling completely caught up.
“Let’s go, time to check out.”
The clerk scanned the barcodes and helped bag them. “One hundred and eighty-three. The balance on this side has one thousand eight hundred and seventeen remaining. Take care…”
“Alipay.” Cheng Ge held out his payment QR code.
The air suddenly fell silent.
Cheng Ge realized belatedly that the clerk hadn’t said, “Will that be WeChat or Alipay?”, but something about a balance.
Cheng Ge’s brain was a bit confused. “What did you say about a balance just now?”
The clerk smiled. “The remaining balance is one thousand eight hundred and seventeen.”
“You must be mistaken, right? Where would I get a balance?”
“It belongs to this student here.” Following the clerk’s gesture, Cheng Ge blankly looked at Wen Ling.
Wen Ling raised his hand like an elementary school student: “I topped it up.”
Cheng Ge’s eyes darted around. There was only one truth. He pulled Wen Ling aside and asked quietly, “Did they trick you into applying for a card? Why did you top up so much money?”
Wen Ling used to spend money extravagantly in the past. It was only because Cheng Ge was relatively frugal, and Wen Ling followed his example, that he didn’t spend so outrageously anymore. But occasionally, the behavior of a rich young master would still pop out.
Cheng Ge felt that a clueless rich person like Wen Ling was the perfect mark for a scam.
“No, I applied for it myself. I figured we’d come here often to buy groceries in the future, so I topped it up.”
“Even so, there’s no need to top up so much.”
“Yes, there is.”
“No, there isn’t.”
“There is!”
“Isn’t!”
“Is too!”
“…”
In the end, of course, Cheng Ge couldn’t out-stubborn Wen Ling. He fiercely carried the bought groceries back to the dorm.
He took a shower with a stinky face and cooked with a stern face. When Wen Ling knocked and entered, Cheng Ge glanced at him, his tone neither salty nor light: “Come in. Drink the soup first. The rice needs a little more time to be fried.”
Then Wen Ling sat in Cheng Ge’s chair, holding the bowl, and started drinking.
Zhang Fan and Lin Hai, on the other hand, walked back and forth holding takeout boxes, looking on eagerly, dropping brazen hints. Finding it funny, Cheng Ge poured a ladle of tomato and egg soup into both of their bowls.
Turning his head, Cheng Ge noticed Wen Ling looking at him. He asked, “What’s wrong?”
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