Sheng Tang arrived late at night, causing Gu Shiting to feel a mix of surprise and joy.
Despite his delight, he almost choked Sheng Tang in his embrace.
Sheng Tang took a while to free herself from his arms: "I’m dying of thirst, pour me a glass of water."
Gu Shiting immediately went to pour it himself.
The two sat down on the sofa, with Gu Shiting leaning back, his gaze never leaving her face.
Sheng Tang felt uneasy under his intense stare.
She reached out and pushed his face: "The way you stare without blinking is quite scary."
Gu Shiting: "...."
He slightly turned his head away.
Sheng Tang drank half a glass of water, still holding the cup in her hand, and asked with a smile: "Not happy today?"
Gu Shiting lowered his head.
"Because Gu Jiahui sent me flowers?" Sheng Tang asked again.
Gu Shiting felt deeply aggrieved.
She wouldn’t let him greet her at school, wouldn’t acknowledge their relationship, yet she accepted flowers from Gu Jiahui.
"... Do you like receiving flowers?"
"No." Sheng Tang shook her head.
"Then why accept them?"
Sheng Tang smiled: "You don’t understand what kind of person Gu Jiahui is. He’s just causing trouble on purpose. If I had thrown those flowers down the stairs immediately, it would’ve been solid evidence, enough to be watched by other classmates all day long. If I didn’t accept them, he could have stood in front of our class all morning.
Anyway, he just wants to make things difficult for me, and he’ll always find a way. But by accepting the flowers, I gave him a soft rejection; what else could he do? Once I got to the classroom, I broke the flowers up and distributed them to all the girls in our class."
The bouquet dismantled by her left no trace; Gu Jiahui couldn’t stir up anything anymore.
Gu Shiting’s expression relaxed a bit.
Sheng Tang then smiled and said: "He allowed Han Xiaozheng to scheme against me, and even personally tried to harass me. Last time at the New Year’s Eve party, it might have been him who made my dress disappear.
This kind of person, who repeatedly tries to harm me, how could I get close to him? I bear grudges strongly. Whoever hurts me will never get close to me again."
Then, she added with a laugh, "Besides, I have so many good friends, like you, Jiang Baocu and others. Why would I need someone as shifty as Gu Jiahui?"
After speaking, she adjusted her posture a bit: "You don’t believe me?"
Gu Shiting hurriedly raised his gaze.
His eyes were deep: "I believe you.... I just...." He trusted Sheng Tang, but he still got jealous. He couldn’t stand seeing her joking with other guys, much less accepting roses from others.
"Just what?" Sheng Tang leaned closer.
Gu Shiting’s expression turned fierce in an instant: "I want to lock you up somewhere, where you can only belong to me! I hate anyone else coming near you!"
Sheng Tang chuckled.
At this moment, Gu Shiting blurted out his true feelings.
After speaking, he regretted it. He already felt so useless, and now this selfishness — how could he ever deserve Sheng Tang?
However, Sheng Tang laughed happily.
She leaned in a bit closer and whispered to him: "I like the room on the left in your basement, it has direct access to the swimming pool and a movie room next to it. If you want to lock me up, lock me in there...."
Gu Shiting suddenly pounced, pinning her firmly to the sofa.
Sheng Tang wasn’t prepared, and the crystal cup in her hand fell to the ground.
The long wool carpet soaked up a large patch of her half glass of water.
She began to panic a little.
Gu Shiting held her down, his gaze fixed on her eyes, like a beast grinding its teeth, wanting to tear her apart and swallow her whole.
He tried to control his voice: "Don’t tempt me, I really will...."