How to Speak of Romantic Affairs

Chapter 34

On a winter morning, a layer of cold mist hung in the air.

Gu Ran woke up on time, pulled open the curtains, and the scenery by the river came into view.

A thin layer of frost covered the riverbank, shimmering with a silvery-white light.

He opened the balcony door, and a gust of cold air instantly rushed into the room, jolting him fully awake.

Shivering, he quickly closed the window, turned around to change his clothes, and then slipped out onto the balcony, walking over to the outside of Ye Zhenzhen's room.

The curtains inside were drawn shut, making it impossible to see inside. He reached out and tested the handle of the balcony door, finding that it clicked open. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.

This girl actually didn't lock the door?!

Sure enough, trust still existed between people.

Gently pushing the door open, he walked in. A warm breath of air rushed to his face, mixed with a pleasant scent of osmanthus.

Walking softly to the bed, he looked at the young girl lying there, sleeping with a stuffed panda in her arms, and his lips twitched into a faint smile.

Leaning over the headboard to carefully examine Ye Zhenzhen's cool and elegant face, he realized that she didn't fit the typical sweet style, but rather had a cool, mature sister vibe.

Like a white-collar city worker, a very high-class kind of beauty.

She looked a bit like a celebrity, quite reminiscent of Jiang Shuying.

Especially when her hair was parted to the side and she wore silver-rimmed glasses, that mature, sophisticated aura was pushed to the absolute limit.

However, he had no intention of showing any tender affection. Watching the girl sleeping so soundly, his first thought was to just yank the blankets right off her.

But considering that doing so might be a bit of a hooligan move, mostly because he was afraid of getting beaten up, he dismissed the idea.

Reaching out, he pinched her small, perky nose. Suffocating in her sleep, the girl immediately opened her eyes and began to pant heavily.

Upon opening her eyes and seeing Gu Ran right in front of her face, Ye Zhenzhen jumped in fright and sat straight up in bed.

What are you doing?!

Her usually cool tone was a bit hoarse, carrying the lazy feeling of a girl who had just woken up.

It's early in the morning, could you not ask such a perverted question?

Ye Zhenzhen: ???

How did she ask a perverted question?!

What on earth was going through this guy's head every day?

For a moment, she suddenly felt that this guy and Pei Susu would probably have a lot in common to talk about.

His mind was always running wild, full of dirty thoughts all day long!

You're blaming me? What are you doing in my room so early in the morning!

As she spoke, her brows furrowed slightly. Her cool eyes were full of suspicion, as if she were looking at a pervert.

Could you please not look at me with such a creepy gaze?

Gu Ran's mouth twitched, and he continued helplessly, Didn't we agree last night that I'd wake you up this morning to go running?

Creepy?

Was he talking about her???

Having gained a new understanding of Gu Ran's thick skin, the girl sitting on the bed then remembered the unilateral agreement from last night, and her face instantly stiffened.

Bah! Who agreed to anything with you? Trespassing into my room without permission, what exactly are you trying to do?

Gu Ran opened his mouth slightly, pointing at the balcony door in astonishment. If you didn't agree, why didn't you lock the door?

Hearing this, Ye Zhenzhen froze, instinctively feeling a bit guilty.

But very quickly, she adjusted her expression.

Tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, she raised an eyebrow coolly and said, Whether the door is locked or not is my business, but whether you trespass or not is yours. Just because a bank doesn't have security guards, does that mean you're going to rob it?

Gu Ran: ...

Great, just great. You've really mastered the art of blaming the victim!

Seeing that he wasn't speaking, Ye Zhenzhen's cool face revealed a teachable moment expression, and she continued, You need to focus more of your mind on your studies, don't always think about sneaking into my bedroom. Did you bring the vocabulary book I told you to bring?

Gu Ran: ???

What do you mean always thinking about sneaking into my bedroom?

What kind of nonsense is that!

Where was his lawyer!

Looking at the dramatic girl, Gu Ran rolled his eyes and said helplessly, Alright, alright, I get it. Study new ideas, strive to be a new youth. When the country is not yet prosperous and strong, how can we talk about romantic feelings.

As soon as his voice fell, the girl sitting on the bed blushed slightly and spat at him.

Bah, who has romantic feelings for you...

Before she could finish, Gu Ran interrupted her again, Okay, okay, hurry up and get out of bed. If you lie there any longer, we'll have to go straight to school for class.

Hearing this, a flash of embarrassed annoyance crossed Ye Zhenzhen's eyes. She glared at him and said, Then get out! Are you planning to watch me change clothes?!

Gu Ran: ...

Awkwardly touching his face, he rubbed his cheek, pushed the door open, and walked out of the room.

Seeing the closed door, Ye Zhenzhen rolled her beautiful eyes and muttered softly, Idiot!

...

After waiting outside the door for a while, he saw Ye Zhenzhen coming out wearing a black, slim-fitting tracksuit. A red scarf was draped around her slender neck, adding a touch of youthful and beautiful color.

But Gu Ran's gaze didn't linger; it went straight down to her feet. Only after seeing those familiar pure white cotton socks did he nod in satisfaction.

Mhmm, very good, it has soul!

Where are you looking!

Noticing his gaze, a hint of shyness flashed in Ye Zhenzhen's eyes, and she lifted her foot to give him a light kick.

Feeling the touch of her small foot landing on his leg, Gu Ran drew in a sharp breath.

Excellent, the whole day is now complete!

For an adolescent girl, black silk stockings weren't necessary; only pure white cotton socks could bring out that youthful flavor.

For a mature woman like Li Sinan, she had to wear black silk stockings to outline her charm.

The two of them went out one after the other, arriving at the running track by the river. Facing the cool, gentle breeze, they began to run.

Gu Ran adjusted his pace. After the warm-up jog, just as his body was getting hot and he was ready to exert some real effort, he found that the girl who had been following beside him was nowhere to be seen.

He looked back and found Ye Zhenzhen already panting heavily, hands on her hips, running one step and walking two, lagging far behind.

Feeling a bit speechless, he ran behind her and, amidst the girl's terrified expression, pushed her forward to keep running.

After about five hundred meters, seeing that Ye Zhenzhen was completely dead on her feet, Gu Ran curled his lips, left her alone, and continued running forward.

After running back and forth for nearly two kilometers, Gu Ran finally stopped.

He grabbed the girl, who was squatting on the ground playing dead, and dragged her to the small plaza.

Sitting on a bench, he panted slightly, lifting his head to face the sky. Sunlight spilled through the gaps in the clouds onto his body, warm and gentle.

Ye Zhenzhen, on the other hand, leaned against the back of the bench, gasping for air as sweat dripped patter-patter onto the ground.

Looking at her as if she were about to pass away, Gu Ran asked somewhat nervously, Are you alright?

She looked truly frightening. He suddenly felt he had been too rash—why hadn't he asked if this girl had a heart condition?

If she actually died from running, never mind who he would find to tutor him in the future, Lao Gu would beat him to death first.

Hearing this, Ye Zhenzhen weakly shook her head, completely unable to muster the strength to speak.

After recovering for two minutes, she finally seemed to come back to life, and her cool eyes shot him an annoyed glare.

Just now, he was acting like a relentless workhorse, pushing her from behind and just going at it with everything he had, not even caring if she could take it!

What an animal!

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