They probably had sothing to say, so Mu Qiu invited the two inside the small villa, after which Cheng Zhirang voluntarily took her bag and retreated to the room.
The small living room was left with only Mu Qiu and Zhou Jilin.
Watching his silhouette disappear on the second floor, Zhou Jilin turned around to face Mu Qiu, asking with no extra expression, "Why suddenly into celebrities?"
"Good looks? Brother Lin, liking soone isn’t sothing you can predict. How would I know why suddenly I’m into him?"
"I’m not blaming you."
Zhou Jilin always regarded her as the daughter of a respected teacher, and normally they didn’t have much interaction.
Seeing her like this now, it was like seeing the past him. How did the teacher convince him back then?
He recalled for a mont, saying, "Have you really thought it through? Just starting a relationship with a celebrity that’s direct exposure, and previously his crazy fans showed up at your doorstep. Do you want this kind of life?"
Mu Qiu: "I don’t. But I really like him."
Zhou Jilin’s expression dimd a bit: "Don’t make impulsive actions for fleeting feelings, you’ll regret it in the future."
"Why regret? I won’t regret," Mu Qiu bluntly said, her gaze firmly staring into his eyes, "Regret is just what others tell you to feel.
I ca here, t him, fell for him, and we’re in love, doing things we both like. I’m enjoying this process. If we can maintain this fondness, we can continue.
If not, crying and laughing is just an excuse to let out emotions about him; they are my own feelings. It doesn’t prove I regret. Even after twenty, thirty years, I’ll look back and think at least I tried to fight for this relationship."
Zhou Jilin said nothing.
She suddenly blurted out, "Do you think Sister Jin regrets eting you?"
He frowned, eyes carrying a hint of warning.
Mu Qiu wasn’t afraid, continued speaking her mind.
"In truly loving couples, there’s always one who used to be as impulsive as a moth to a fla. Sister Jin missed so much because of you, yet eventually, she could only leave for another land.
You think it’s not worth it. But does she really feel that way? It’s just regret, not remorse. If she could do it again, she probably still couldn’t control herself from walking towards you. Brother Lin, you’re too pessimistic about love; endurance never erases, only delays."
He remained silent. Over the years, he favored black, as if this color could mask his emotions.
Mu Qiu lowered her voice, saying, "She’s back, isn’t she?"
She already saw it in the news.
After a mont, Zhou Jilin smiled slightly: "Teacher Mu might not realize you’re so articulate about love now, with such insightful words, right?"
"I’m proud of the profession I pursue."
At this point, Cheng Zhirang ca down from upstairs. Zhou Jilin didn’t plan to stay long, and gave Mu Qiu a few reminders before preparing to leave.
Mu Qiu held Cheng Zhirang’s hand, seeing him off at the door, and turned to say the last sentence.
"Brother Lin, you should go find her. Whether starting anew or ending completely, you need to put a period to the past."
He was silent for two seconds, nodded towards her before driving off.
Cheng Zhirang watched the car leave, and they closed the door hand in hand.
He softly asked, "Is there a very complex emotional story?"
"Extrely complex, the four words love, hate, affection, and enmity aren’t baseless."
"Do you think he’ll listen to you?"
Mu Qiu smiled and shook her head: "He won’t listen to , but he’ll definitely see her. Suppressing for so long, how can he bear it? But—"
"Hmm?" He curiously looked at her.
Mu Qiu used her ability for writing emotional scenes, saying, "The conditions for a broken mirror to be nded are too high, not everyone can et them. If it were , a broken mirror is just a broken mirror; the scars of barriers between two people will always exist and can’t be completely erased. No matter how uncomfortable, wouldn’t accept a second ti."
Cheng Zhirang listened intently, then, as if making a promise, said: "We won’t have such monts."
"Hopefully not. Are things all set? Brother Lin checked again, it should be safe."
"Linrun Real Estate had an incident before where pinhole caras were found in custor’s rooms. Since then, their houses have undergone checks before handover, he probably checked a second ti for such devices."
"Pinhole caras?" Mu Qiu frowned, expression disgusted, "Just thinking of it feels like a bone stuck in my throat."
"Put an electronic detector at ho. Zhipu Electronics developed one before. I placed one at Yishan, it’s at the entrance. Did you see it?"
Mu Qiu shook her head, still sowhat curious.
"Is it like the scanners that proctors use outside exam halls? If an electronic product appears, it’ll beep?"
Cheng Zhirang laughed: "No, it’s very small, like a decoration. Automatically avoids the human body, scanning devices working in the room. Any abnormality, it feeds back to the phone. Favored by artists."
"Great product. How can I buy it?"
"Can I gift it as a housewarming present?"
"I thought the housewarming gift was you."
She reached to hold his waist, looking up at him with a sweet smile, Cheng Zhirang embraced her, helplessly said, "Who gifts themselves as a housewarming gift?"
"I prefer this housewarming gift."
He frowned instantly, said with a tone carrying slight regret, "Then the gift I prepared might not be given."
"...Is there another gift?!"
Her eyes were filled with anticipation, Cheng Zhirang couldn’t help but laugh along, taking out a small box he carried.
Inside was a very beautiful necklace, adorned with a platinum iris branch, with diamonds sparkling with delicate brilliance.
"Want to put it on for you?" he whispered.
Mu Qiu bit her lip and turned around, back facing him.
The cool necklace pressed against her collarbone, Cheng Zhirang pushed her long hair aside, grasping the ends of the necklace with slender fingers, looped around her neck, and carefully fastened it.
"All done."
She turned back: "Does it look good?"
The length of the iris branch hung perfectly on her collarbone, complented by her fair skin, and a slight movent made the embedded diamonds flicker with a spark.
Beside her collarbone, there was a faint blush, a remnant of last night’s uncontrolled accident.
His gaze darkened, softly said, "Looks good."
After speaking, he bent over and kissed that spot, the cold necklace and warm skin igniting a fire in his heart.
Mu Qiu shrank back a bit.
She hadn’t expected he’d suddenly kiss her collarbone, but his head was right at the nook of her neck, when he gently kissed there, it felt like they switched roles, he handed her the initiative and control.
So gentle that it made one’s heart flutter, couldn’t help but think other thoughts.
Mu Qiu reached out to the back of his neck, pulling him onto the couch, lifted her slender swan neck.
"Outside there’s a wall, Brother Cheng, I’m not uncomfortable anymore."
Breathing grew heavier.
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No one can resist the open-minded Qiuqiu / dog head
Previous typos should all be corrected~Thanks to little angels catching them
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