The words from Yiyi could be said to already be expressing her feelings in a roundabout way.
As for when her coming-of-age ceremony is, Cheng Zhu naturally knew it well.
"Yiyi’s birthday is on October 12th."
"She started school early."
Normally, by this time, many high school seniors are already 18.
After everyone graduates from high school, they should be heading to driving school in groups.
But that’s not much of an issue.
Once she starts college, she’ll soon be 18.
Moreover, although Cheng Zhu had roamed through a life of romantic pursuits for many years and had a few years when he played particularly hard, he still had his own principles.
First, women who are married are off limits.
He didn’t want to wreck someone else’s family, nor did he want to be suddenly chopped with a knife someday.
Second, underage girls are off limits.
When those born after ’95 were considered young, he had ample contact with many of them. And when those born after ’00 were considered young, he also had ample contact with many of them.
But they were all over 18.
——"Principled, but not overly so."
He could actually guess why Yiyi was being so "aggressive" at the moment, throwing him a straight pitch.
[The skilled anglers] were like that, including Cheng Zhu himself.
You have to adapt, change the rhythm.
When it’s time to take the initiative and speed up the pace, there’s no hesitation.
When it’s time to play the long game, you need patience.
"I’m in Hang City, she’s in Tai City."
"She must want to take this opportunity to get closer."
Even with Cheng Zhu’s composure, when he received her WeChat message, the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but turn up again.
It reminded him of when he first got in touch with Yiyi in his past life, when he was actually talking to two other girls at the same time.
But as the conversations went on, he soon found chatting with those two girls a bit dull!
Even though those two girls were damn flirtatious, and their words were full of suggestive power, he just didn’t find it as exciting as chatting with Yiyi.
It has to be said, Cheng Zhu was adept at giving emotional value to women, and Yiyi was also good at giving him emotional value.
As for Shen Ao Jiao, he saw her carrying herself proudly all day long, so lofty, he couldn’t help but want to tease her a few times.
Towards the counselor, there was the forbidden charm of status, the special compassion he had for her, and the more her temperament seemed abstinent, the more he wanted to... get her riled up.
And as for Lin Lu, he truly felt that Lin Lu had a certain effect on him; since ancient times, the sly have triumphed over the haughty, but naturally, since ancient times, the innocent have triumphed over the sly>
Yiyi, on the other hand, was different. There was a genuine back-and-forth feeling between them.
——"Yiyi and Cheng, unchanging" with the tag [Wait for You to Grow Up].
He typed back with a smile: "So it’s a secret, huh?"
He deliberately didn’t respond to the subsequent half of the sentence laden with feelings, and only replied to the earlier part of the sentence "This I can’t say."
"Right, I listen to my mom," said Yiyi.
Cheng Zhu thought to himself: As if you listen, my ass.
You pretend to be a well-behaved bad girl!
"When’s your birthday?" he asked, pretending to take the bait.
"October 12th, I’m a Libra." Yiyi then asked, "When is Brother Zhu’s birthday, and what’s his zodiac sign?"
"Me? I’m born on April 1st, Aries," Cheng Zhu replied.
He was born on April Fool’s Day.
When he was a kid and had birthday parties, he would invite classmates to his family’s small restaurant for a meal, and they would say he was lying.
But this April Fool’s Day-born dog of a man was indeed quite adept at fooling people.
And Aries had a well-known label, which was a strong desire for sex...
Yiyi was typing at that moment: "Ah! So your birthday is coming up."
"Right," Cheng Zhu replied.
He felt this year’s birthday might be a bit busy.
He wasn’t really that into celebrating birthdays, just because sometimes they were tough to arrange.
Of course, aside from birthdays, there were also holidays such as Valentine’s Day, May 20th, Singles’ Day...
Cheng Zhu truly despised these unscrupulous capitalists. More and more holidays needed to be celebrated every year, and it’s damn busy for me!
After being reborn, in a fit of fury... he joined in!
Damn it, at least cash in a share for me!
And so, the two of them chatted until almost 12 o’clock.
Cheng Zhu ended the conversation first on his side, saying he was going to go wash up.
Yiyi, right on cue, sent over a voice message, sounding a bit sleepy: "Mhm mhm, I’m already so sleepy I can barely keep my eyes open. Goodnight, Brother Zhu."
She sounded like a good girl who went to bed early and had no nightlife but couldn’t bear to stop talking to you, struggling to stay awake.
Her voice was already soft and tender, and at this moment, with a hint of sleepiness, her voice was very light, also carrying a bit of breathiness.
This voice message was somewhat tantalizing to the listener.
But Cheng Zhu wasn’t moved; he simply replied with a brief goodnight and went to take a shower.
Lying in bed, Yiyi turned off the light in her bedroom.
Curled up in her blanket, she lay in the darkness with wide-open eyes, unable to sleep at all.
Today marked the first time in her life that she had taken such initiative with the opposite sex.
From the beginning of the meal, to the physical contact at the concert, to night-time ambiguous chatting.
A teenage girl’s heart during puberty harbored many peculiar emotions.
There was nervousness, excitement, anticipation...
——The sentiments of a girl are always poetry.
She felt that she would definitely suffer from insomnia tonight.
Sure enough, as soon as she closed her eyes, she tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
She couldn’t help but pick up her phone and start looking through the photos she took today, as well as the chat history with Brother Zhu.
She felt as if she had already confessed in a roundabout way.