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Since Zhou Xiaochuan publicly confessed his feelings and held hands with Hu Jiao'er, their relationship has basically become an open secret in the academy. Zhou Xiaochuan waits for her every day under the Girls' Dormitory, rain or shine, which has become an enviable story among the girls.
The two of them happen to share many similarities in personality; for instance, they both enjoy solitude, prefer quietness, and love studying, excelling in their academics. Therefore, to outsiders, their rhythms are perfectly in sync. They often distance themselves from the crowd to quietly enjoy their own world, becoming a couple admired by others.
However, aside from the initial excitement of their hand-holding confession, where Jiao'er radiated happiness and sweet smiles, their subsequent inseparable life together hasn’t brought her many noteworthy stories to share. Instead, Jiao'er often seems downcast.
"What’s wrong?" Seeing Hu Jiao'er return with her head down, Liuying approached her and asked, "Didn’t you just get together with Zhou Xiaochuan?"
Hu Jiao'er pushed Liuying aside and flopped onto her bed after taking off her shoes.
"What’s going on?" Liuying muttered in confusion, "Is it normal for people to become neurotic when they fall in love?"
But she felt like she hadn’t changed at all; she continued doing what she usually did. When Mosen didn’t seek her out, she actually felt relaxed.
"Did you have a fight with Zhou Xiaochuan?" Shen Xiaomeng also walked over and patted Hu Jiao'er on the shoulder.
"I don’t think they had a fight. I just saw them together when I came back; they looked quite sweet and affectionate," Qinglan interjected before Hu Jiao'er could respond.
Earlier, when she returned to the dormitory, she happened to see Zhou Xiaochuan escorting Hu Jiao'er back. Zhou Xiaochuan was still holding Hu Jiao'er’s hand downstairs, reluctant to let go. They had been coming and going together without any signs of a quarrel. So why was she back looking so gloomy?
Hu Jiao'er lay on her bed without answering any of them. How could she explain the reason for her unhappiness?
For the past few days, she had been pondering a question: is what she has with Zhou Xiaochuan really love? Or does Zhou Xiaochuan even love her? She always felt that their relationship was different from those of other couples; it seemed to lack something. What was missing? Every time she returned to the dormitory, her friends would ask her about her first kiss with Zhou Xiaochuan. What was it like? How could Hu Jiao'er answer when she had never kissed him?
Now every time she came back, she dreaded them asking that question.
Because up until now, Zhou Xiaochuan had not kissed her. The most intimate action between them was holding hands.
Aside from not kissing her, Zhou Xiaochuan was otherwise quite good—thoughtful, gentle, and attentive to Hu Jiao'er’s needs. He said many sweet things but never crossed the line into more intimate gestures; the boundary of intimacy always excluded kissing.
However, other couples were not like that. Many classmates downstairs at the Girls' Dormitory were hugging and kissing each other affectionately.
So every time Hu Jiao'er returned from a date with Zhou Xiaochuan, she felt quite dissatisfied. Was this really dating? Why was it different from others?
That evening while spending time with Zhou Xiaochuan, she actually brought up this issue and quarreled with him.
She asked Zhou Xiaochuan, "Do you really love me?"
Zhou Xiaochuan said, "Of course I love you. Do I even need to ask? If I didn't love you, why would I be talking about love with you?"
"But are we really in a relationship?" Hu Jiao'er replied, somewhat angrily.
"Of course we are. How could we not be? Don't you love me?" He even countered Hu Jiao'er.
Hu Jiao'er jumped in frustration and shouted, "Have you seen how others date? Is this how they do it?"
"I haven't seen how others date," Zhou Xiaochuan said with a cheeky grin, sounding quite justified.
"If you haven't seen it, how can you learn?" Hu Jiao'er stomped her foot in anger.
"Learn? I have learned! I even went out of my way to read a lot of books. Dating is just like this—holding hands and walking under the moonlight, how romantic! Caring for you, looking after you, loving you. Isn't that dating? Isn't that enough?" Zhou Xiaochuan said earnestly.
Hu Jiao'er was left speechless.
Yes, aside from not hugging, kissing, or being affectionate like other couples, Zhou Xiaochuan was indeed a thoughtful, caring, and gentle partner with hardly any flaws.
"But..." Hu Jiao'er lowered her head, her voice soft.
"But what? Hmm?" Zhou Xiaochuan lovingly stroked her long black hair that reached her waist, his eyes fixed on her.
He knew what she wanted to say; he understood her needs.
However, it wasn't that he didn't know or understand her; it was just that he didn't like that kind of mundane romance. He wanted to save the best for the most beautiful moments.
He loved her but had always restrained himself.
"Zhou Xiaochuan," Hu Jiao'er lifted her head and gazed at his handsome face with her bright eyes, sparkling like stars in the sky watching over them.
"Why do you never hug me or kiss me?"
Jiao'er's voice was sweet as malt sugar, making Zhou Xiaochuan's heart flutter. He finally couldn't resist and gently pulled Jiao'er into his embrace, holding her softly. He still dared not use any strength, fearing that if he did, he would lose control and fall deeply into his feelings.
Yes, in the face of love, anyone could succumb; everyone wanted to surrender but also feared falling too deep!
"Why?" Jiao'er tilted her head up and continued to question him in his arms.
Zhou Xiaochuan gently covered her wide-open eyes with his hand and pressed her head against his chest.
"Don't look at me like that, Jiao'er," he said.
"Why?" Jiao'er exhaled softly.
"Because I can't help it," Zhou Xiaochuan dared not look down at her, his eyes gazing past her shoulder.
"What can't you help?" Jiao'er struggled a bit in his embrace, wanting to lift her head to see him, but he pressed her down again.
"Don't move, be good," Zhou Xiaochuan said in a commanding tone.
Jiao'er felt a mix of anger towards him and curiosity about his true feelings, yet she found herself unable to resist his words, obediently listening like a docile cat.
"Jiao'er, don't rush into anything. One day, I will give you the best and most beautiful things," he whispered softly in her ear.
Perhaps Jiao'er did not fully understand his words, or perhaps she was already feeling drowsy in his embrace and did not catch what he said clearly, but she still believed him and nodded in response, "Mm."
However, once she left his embrace, Jiao'er became fully awake.
After a night of kisses that led to nothing, she felt frustrated with her own helplessness and even more annoyed with Zhou Xiaochuan. This guy had completely deceived her, leaving her dazed and ultimately getting nothing at all.
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