You're the one I like

Ji Su was stiff and motionless, letting the hot body hold her.

Even though Gu Zhao is sick, judging by his opponent's performance just now, he can still be easily pinned.

Gu Zhao buried his face between the soft shoulders and neck, the high bridge of his nose against the snow-white neck, his hot nostrils spraying on the delicate skin, his breath coming in deep and heavy.

After a while, Ji Su couldn't help but look away, "I'll get you a glass of water, okay?"

Gu Zhao rubbed his nose back and forth against the side of his neck and mumbled back, "Drinking water won't solve my problems."

"Then, what should we do ......" Ji Su, whose cheeks were hot as if they were about to burn too, suggested casually, "Why don't you take another bath?"

"Heh ......" Gu Zhao smothered a dull laugh in his ear, "Do you want me to burn more?"

Ji Su denies, "No, that's not what I meant ......"

Gu Zhao withdrew his smile and slightly loosened the force.

Ji Su immediately broke free from his arms, nearly falling off the bed in her haste.

"Be careful." Gu Zhao stretched out his arms, trying to retrieve the man.

Ji Su steadied himself, his gaze unintentionally descending.

Gu Zhao waist with a layer of thin quilt, I do not know whether the quilt is too thin or hardware facilities are too superior, in any case, is highlighting a very exaggerated arc ......

Ji Su came back to his senses and drew his legs to the door, "I'll go get you some water."

Gu Zhao lay on his back and watched him flee, taking deep breaths and inhaling the hint of scent that remained in the air into his lungs.

Ji Su ran all the way into the living room and stopped at the dining room table to calm her panicked heartbeat.

After a long time, he calmed down, and raised his hand to pour a glass of warm water.

Returning to the bedroom, Ji Su subconsciously lightened her steps.

Pushing the door open gently, he went to the bed and found the person in it with closed eyes, looking as if she were really asleep.

Without waking him up, Ji Su carefully placed the glass of water on the bedside, her gaze lingering on the handsome, deep face.

The dark, sunken eyes were closed, greatly weakening the oppressive and aggressive nature of the brow, and showing a few rare moments of human harmlessness.

Why would a natural like Gu Zhao fall for him?

What is there for Gu Zhao to like about someone like him?

Ji Su sighed silently and turned to leave the bedroom and quietly took the door with her.

He lay down on the couch in the living room, cuddled up with a pillow, and began to brew sleep.

*

The following morning, Ji Su woke up to find herself back in her bedroom on the big bed.

He sat up on his upper body, only then realizing with hindsight that it wasn't he who had sleepwalked into bed in the middle of the night the last few times, but Gu Zhao who had moved him into bed.

Ji Su gets out of bed, goes into the bathroom and cleans up before walking out of the bedroom.

Gu Zhao was pouring milk when he heard footsteps and raised his eyes to look over, "Up?"

Ji Su was concerned, "Has your fever gone down?"

Gu Zhao: "You touch it."

Ji Su subconsciously stretched out his hand, reached in mid-air and put it down again, "Do you have a thermometer at home? The temperature measurement is more accurate."

Gu Zhao didn't respond, taking hold of his wrist and forcing it to his forehead.

Ji Su's fingertips curled up for a moment, and again he didn't pull out smoothly.

"How's it going?" Gu Zhao asked, "Still burning?"

Ji Su felt it carefully, "It doesn't seem to burn anymore."

Gu Zhao let go of his hand, "Thanks to your good care."

"I didn't do anything either." Ji Su was a little embarrassed at the compliment, "I just bought you fever-reducing medicine."

"It's not just the medicine you bought." Zhao Gu stared him in the face, his tone calm and serious, "You being here does more for me than any medicine."

Ji Su's ears were hot, her eyes looked around at a loss for words, and she changed the subject, "You're a patient, why are you still up early to prepare breakfast?"

Gu Zhao replied, "I want you to sleep more."

Ji Su's brow twitched slightly, and for a moment she didn't know what to say back.

It would be a lie to say that he wasn't touched, since he could remember, no one had ever thought of everything for him in such detail.

But does this goodness really belong to him?

After breakfast, Ji Su grabbed the table and put the dishes in the dishwasher.

Gu Zhao leaned over the edge of the table and watched him busy, "Anything else today?"

"Yes." Ji Su wiped her hands clean, "I'll go back to school later, you're on your own to rest at home, is that okay?"

Gu Zhao smirked, "What if I say no?"

Ji Su: "......"

He tried to negotiate with Gu Zhao, "You rest, and if you get another fever, call me and I'll take you to the hospital, okay?"

Gu Zhao didn't give him another hard time, "Come on, I'm going back to school too."

The two of them took a taxi back to the school and Ji Su took the initiative, "Let me take you back to your dormitory first."

Gu Zhao asked, "What are you going to work on?"

"The campus culture festival is coming up, and I'm going to perform a joint program on behalf of the music and dance clubs." Ji Su explained succinctly, "So I'm going to be practicing my piano pieces for the next few days."

"Dance club?" Gu Zhao caught the key word precisely, "Is your partner a man or a woman?"

Ji Su answered truthfully, "It's a girl."

Gu Zhao frowned, "I'll accompany you."

"No need." Ji Su refused, "You're sick, you should rest more."

Gu Zhao's face sank, but he didn't say anything more, "Let's go."

In the afternoon, Ji Su came to the music club at the appointed time.

This time Han Meng arrived even earlier, and as soon as she saw him enter the door, she smiled and said, "Senior, I'm a little earlier than you today!"

Ji Su looked at the time on her cell phone, "I'm not late, am I?"

"No!" Han Meng shook her head, bringing her ponytail along with her, "I'm the one who arrived a little early and didn't want to keep the senior waiting too long."

Ji Su : "That's good."

"Senior, I went back last night and changed two more moves." Han Meng started to warm up, "Can you help me see if I've changed them well?"

"Good." Ji Su answered and sat down at the piano.

After practicing a few times, Ji Su stops and gives the girls a break.

It didn't take much for him to sit in his chair and play the piano, but dancing was physically demanding.

Han Meng sat cross-legged across from him and chatted with him over a glass of water, "Senior, how long have you been playing the piano?"

"Many years." Ji Su's fingertips brushed the black and white keys, "I've been playing this piece since I was a kid."

Han Meng wondered, "Then why didn't the senior study art, but architecture instead?"

Ji Su lowered her eyelashes and half-joked, "Probably because I realized that I have no talent for art."

"How?" Han Meng stood up and walked over to him, "Senior's piano playing struck me immediately, how could he not have artistic talent?"

Ji Su lifted her eyelashes and smiled, "Thanks."

The two sat and stood together, and from certain angles it looked almost as if they were looking deeply into each other's eyes.

Gu Zhao stood in the doorway, his eyes beady and cold, and knocked heavily on the door with his knuckles.

"There were two thuds and Ji Su looked back, "Gu Zhao, what are you doing here?"

"What?" Zhao Gu's tone was cold, like slushy ice, "Interrupting?"

Before Ji Su had a chance to speak, Han Meng grabbed his hand and said, "Are you Mr. Gu Zhao?"

Gu Zhao didn't even look at her, his eyes pinned on Ji Su's face, "Finished practicing?"

"Almost." Ji Su stood up with an inexplicable sense of trepidation, "Why don't you rest in your dormitory?"

Gu Zhao didn't answer and stood still with one hand in his pocket, looking like he was going to wait for him to finish practicing.

Han Meng thought Ji Su had something else to do and took the initiative to say, "Senior, or let's practice here today."

"Good." Ji Su nods, her gaze settling on her face with an abrupt lurch.

Good looking girl with fair skin, well proportioned dance student body, cute personality and sweet smile.

Han Meng, standing in front of him, is not ......

Gu Zhao's ideal type?

Han Meng thoughtfully said, "Senior, you can go ahead if you have something to do."

"Wait ......" Ji Su pursed her lips and made a bold decision, "Are you going to the cafeteria for dinner?"

Han Meng responded, "Yeah, ready to go."

Ji Su invited, "Then let's join together."

As soon as the words left his mouth, he instantly felt the gaze staring back at him from behind his head turn another octave colder.

Ji Su turned back her face and asked stiffly, "Gu Zhao, are you going too?"

Gu Zhao looked at him for a few seconds and let out a laugh, "Go, of course."

Ji Su's scalp went even more numb at his smile, but he couldn't go out of his way to say, "Let's go then."

On the way to the cafeteria, the low pressure on Gu Zhao's body was felt even by passersby three meters away.

Arriving at the cafeteria with great difficulty, Ji Su accelerated his pace, "You guys sit down for a while, I'll go see what's good to eat."

Gu Zhao takes his seat, his long legs that have nowhere else to go supported on the aisle.

Han Meng sat down across from him, still wearing a sweet smile on her face, "Senior Gu Zhao, why are you so hostile towards me?"

Gu Zhao finally looked at her squarely, his cold eyes as if he were looking at some inanimate object.

Han Meng asked softly, "You like Senior Ji Su, don't you?"

Gu Zhao narrowed his dark eyes slightly, "What are you trying to say?"

"As far as I know, Senior Ji Su is straight, and all the boys who chased after him were rejected by him." Han Meng looked at his back standing in front of the window, "So, my chances should be a little bit better than you, Senior Gu Zhao, right?"

Gu Zhao coldly said, "Is that so?"

Han Meng blinks his big eyes, "Anyway, after spending these two days together, I think Senior Ji Su is quite fond of me."

Gu Zhao pressed one hand on the desktop, like a wolf king that had been invaded into his territory, his eyes suppressing his rage, "Then try it."

At that moment, Ji Su walked back, "Have you guys thought about what to eat?"

"No need senior." Han Meng stood up, "Senior Gu Zhao doesn't seem to be feeling well, it would be better for Senior to take him back to rest earlier."

Ji Su felt a tightening of the mood and reached out to touch Gu Zhao's forehead, "Is the fever back?"

Gu Zhao lifted his hand and took his fingers off, "Let's go."

Ji Su was pulled away from the cafeteria in a daze before he could feel the warmth on his forehead.

With the wind blowing outside, Ji Su's brain clears a bit and tries to pull back her hand, "That ......"

Gu Zhao Suddenly tightened his big hand, and soon loosened the force.

Ji Su was mindful of his illness, "We'd better go to the hospital, the cold surely doesn't heal that fast."

Without a word, Gu Zhao walks straight to the school's entrance, shoves the man into a cab, and gets in himself.

Ji Su thought he was agreeing to go to the hospital, "Master, please take us to the nearest hospital."

"Not to the hospital." Gu Zhao opened his mouth, "To the Royal Water Bay."

The master driver was wrong: "Where the hell are we going?"

Gu Zhao looks in the rearview mirror, "Imperial Water Bay."

Driver master hit a cold shiver: "Okay, immediately set off!"

*

Gu Zhao didn't say another word until he walked into the neighborhood.

Ji Su went from worried to apprehensive again, secretly wondering if he was angry.

"With a beep, Gu Zhao pushed open the door, "Get in."

Ji Su entered the door and was about to bend down to change her shoes, but the next moment she was sitting on the cabinet in the entrance hall with big hands around her waist.

He couldn't help but whimper, "Gu Zhao, what did you do-"

The coda ended abruptly.

Gu Zhao spread his legs, his body stuck between his legs, and asked in a cold voice, "Ji Su, what are you doing?"

Ji Su couldn't help but get flustered, her eyes averted, "I, I didn't do anything."

Gu Zhao drew out a hand and pinched his jaw and lifted it, "Look at me."

Ji Su had to look straight into those bottomless eyes and subconsciously apologized, "I'm sorry, I-"

Gu Zhao cut him off, "I said don't apologize."

Ji Su bites her lower lip, "I thought ...... I thought you would like Han Meng type of girl."

Gu Zhao laughed in anger, "Ji Su, did you take everything I said as a whisper?"

Ji Su denied, "I did not."

"When I say I like you, it's you Ji Su that I like." Gu Zhao stared him dead in the eyes, and said word by word with unparalleled clarity, "Not Han Meng, not Zhang Meng Wang Meng, not even Mengmeng."

Ji Su shakes his head, "That's not right ......"

Gu Zhao obviously likes Mengmeng, everything started with Mengmeng adding the wrong WeChat, how come it's suddenly overturned?

"You think you're doing a good job pretending to be Mengmeng?" Gu Zhao's eyes sank, "Sending the wrong photo, such a lame excuse, you think I'll believe it?"

Ji Su's eyes widened slightly, "Huh?"

Did Gu Zhao recognize him from that moment on?

Gu Zhao said nonchalantly, "I knew from the start that you were here with some sort of agenda, but you're the most persistent of anyone I've ever added."

With no response from him, the other persisted in messaging him for two full days.

The reason he didn't delete it out of hand was also boring, he just wanted to know how long the other guy would keep posting to himself.

"I admit to being a bit horny when I saw that leg picture." Gu Zhao drops his eyes, "You have legs that fit my aesthetic perfectly, including that red mole on the side of your leg."

Ji Su's cheeks heated up and she involuntarily moved her legs, touching the strong and lean waist, and then quickly bounced back like an electric shock.

"I wondered what you were up to, and talked to you until-" Gu Zhao raised his eyes, "until that night when you played me that piano piece."

Ji Su was slightly stunned, "It was the day ......"

"You don't know what day it was or what that piano piece meant to me." Gu Zhao smiled slowly, "But you played it to me like that."

It was the first time Ji Su had ever seen him show such a smile, not a sneer or a teasing smile, but a smile with an unspeakable sadness.

Ji Su's fingertips twitched slightly, trying to resist the urge to smooth his brow.

"I knew you were Mengmeng when I was at the resort." Moments later, Gu Zhao continues, "You are the same as the Mengmeng on the Internet, and there are a lot of differences, but you're standing in front of me, alive and well, and you're a lot more likeable than the Mengmeng I thought you were."

Ji Su suddenly felt aggrieved, "Then you did that to me afterward, forcing me and forcing me to wear a dress so fiercely."

"What I'm angry about is not that you pretended to be a girl and tricked me into an online relationship." Gu Zhao tightened his fingers, "I'm mad at you for pulling the plug on me and running away, for not even giving me a chance to find you, do you understand?"

Ji Su's eyelashes quivered, "I didn't mean to ......"

"Ji Su, I can tell who I like." Gu Zhao's throat moved, "When will you, when will you be able to face your heart?"

Ji Su's heart was in turmoil and she instinctively avoided his gaze, "Let go of me first."

"I said you can reject me, but you can't push me to someone else." Gu Zhao didn't let go, but his voice became low and low, "I'm human, and I get sad."

Ji Su's heart suddenly jerked, biting her lower lip hard, and for a moment she felt a little breathless.

Did what he did really upset Gu Zhao?

Gu Zhao's eyes turned deeper and rubbed his lower lip with his thumb in a not-so-gentle manner, "Don't bite."

Ji Su obediently loosened her teeth, leaving a shallow teeth mark on her wet red full lips, which could particularly arouse one's heart to want to ruthlessly ravage.

Gu Zhao stared at his lips, "Did you do the wrong thing tonight?"

Ji Su nods and admits, "Did it wrong."

Gu Zhao laughed again, "Since you did wrong, you need to recognize the punishment."