Chapter 142: He’s Angry
Fortunately, I Met You
Translator: Qoob
Editor: Nyxnox
For regular women, theyâd take it badly enough if their boyfriend forcibly moved in with them, but if the boyfriend was incensed by them taking in a relative and called them arrogant because he was pampering her......, most people would probably cough out blood, right?
But Cheng Xi knew that the words Lu Chenzhou spoke were truly what he thought. He could learn to love and pamper her, but only her.
Cheng Xi didnât cough out blood; in fact, when she heard him say this, she even felt at ease, as if the other shoe had finally dropped.
âIâm sorry. I should have asked you before I made that decision. But Lu Chenzhou,â Cheng Xi apologized as she gripped his hand hard, making him listen to her words, âheâs not an outsider. Heâs like a brother to me, and if heâs in trouble, then I have a duty to help him. I know that you donât like troublesome things, and I promise that he wonât affect you, alright?â
âYouâll accompany me rather than him?â He struck at the core of the problem.
Cheng Xi fell silent, slowly interlacing her fingers with his. âIf I donât accompany you, then you can accompany me, too.â
In response, Lu Chenzhou exasperatedly shook her hand off of his and wordlessly exited the apartment before slamming the door shut.
Even though she was prepared for such a response, when she actually received it, Cheng Xi found that being a doctor and being a girlfriend were completely different occupations.
As a girlfriend, she really did feel somewhat uncomfortable. Cheng Xi smiled lightly, released the deep breath she was holding in, and took a while to compose herself before grabbing her knees and standing up.
The door to the study was slightly askew, and Yuan was standing behind the door.
She walked over and fully opened it.
Yuan looked at her. âHeâs angry.â
Cheng Yi smiled. âThatâs right.â
âYou shouldnât have taken me in,â he said. As an eighteen-year-old boy, his face still held a trace of his youthful chubbiness, but he was pretending to be mature and wise. âIâm not sick at all.â
âNo one said that you were sick.â Cheng Xi leaned against the doorframe as she looked at him. âThe reason I wanted you to stay here was because I thought that your dadâs feelings were too heated. So, I wanted to let you stay here for a while while he cools down.â
Yuanâs expression showed that he clearly didnât believe her.
Cheng Xi smiled before pulling him to sit down on the sofa. âCome, letâs chat.â
Yuan was somewhat uncomfortable about the sudden request. âAbout what? Arenât you going to go after your boyfriend?â He looked at her with an interesting expression. âHeâs pretty handsome, but also somewhat bad-tempered.â
Cheng Xi smiled and nodded. âThatâs right. His temperâs quite bad.â
âYou like him?â
âYes.â
Yuanâs expression turned to one of pity. âIf you stick with such a bad-tempered boyfriend, youâll have a hard life in the future.â
This fellowâCheng Xi raised her hand and rubbed his head vigorously. âThis is called being self-aware. Itâs something that Iâm doing willingly, alright?â
Yuan wrinkled his nose.
Cheng Xi flicked his forehead with her finger. âDonât make those weird expressions! Why were you watching us fight? Isnât playing games more fun?â
âI play that game to relieve my stressâI wouldnât really play it all day!â After Yuan said this, he looked at her superciliously. âItâs only my father who says that Iâm becoming a degenerate whenever he sees me playing games.â
âThen do you want to just play without worrying for a while, since youâre at my place? Donât worry. I wonât tell on you, because I play games quite often myself. You didnât know that, did you? I even reached the boss level inãEscape from ApocalypseãWhen that game came out, I was preparing to get into doctoral school. Honestly, I almost drove myself crazy from studying because Professor Cai Yiâs doctoral examination was very hard to pass, but I wanted to have the best teacher regardless.â
Yuanâs head drooped. âYouâve always been smart. My parents always use you as an example, saying that weâre all stupid.â
Cheng Xi said, âThatâs only what they think of me. In reality, Iâm not all that smart. When I was in high school and was trying to get into university, Iâd go to bed at midnight and wake up at four in the morning to study. While others were reading books, I was also reading books, and when they were sleeping, I was still reading. I did the same thing when I went for my Ph.D. after my masters. In fact, I started preparing from the very start of my masters program. As I prepared for my examinations, I simultaneously started preparing for my doctoral studies. My belief has always been that, if I werenât as smart as others, I would succeed based on my hard work and dedication.â
âBut why do you work so hard? Why do we have to get into university? And why must it be the best university? So many people live normal lives, and donât they do well enough for themselves?â
Yuan was very agitated, so much so that Cheng Xi was caught slightly off guard. The way Yuan was acting today made her feel a lot like she was looking at Lin Fanâs old self. He had once worn the same dazed and agitated expression and looked at her as he desperately asked, âCheng Xi, why do we have to go to university?â
When Lin Fan came up in her mind again, she actually didnât feel much emotion towards him anymore. This was despite the fact that, a few months ago, she had clearly believed that she liked him and was waiting for him.
When Cheng Xi broke out of her reverie, she smiled a little and then said to Yuan, âMaybe what they want for you is to stand on the highest precipice and look downwards while you arenât sure yet as to what you want to do in the future. But actually, as you said, getting into a good university, or even getting into university at all, isnât all that important. University is just a small part of life, and if you think that itâs important, itâll be important; if you donât think that itâs important, then it wonât be important at all. Take my brother, for example. Heâs one of those people who are dead set against attending university from the beginning. Instead, he worked hard to become an apprentice craftsman in high school without even graduating. After all these years, hasnât he done pretty well for himself? If the ability to make money is a measure of oneâs success, then he certainly makes a lot more than I do, and heâs a lot more successful than I am. However, there are both hard and easy paths in life, and our society values university and schooling. Doing well in your studies and getting into a good university is a far easier path. Of course, life is a one-way street: once you choose which path to go down, itâs almost impossible to turn back.â
After hearing Cheng Xiâs heartfelt lesson, Yuan stilled for a moment, and although he agreed with her sentiments, he was reluctant to give in. He instead obstinately pursed his lips and murmured, âIf only my father were as open-minded as you are.â
âWhy not tell him?â
âIf I did, heâd kill me!â Yuan hugged his head as if in pain, an agonized expression surfacing onto his face. âAll I do is annoy him, and all he focuses on are my grades. He never praises me for doing well, and he always criticizes me for doing badly. Doesnât he know that I want to work hard too? I donât know why, but whenever I look at those big numbers on the blackboard stating how far we are from the gaokao, I become so nervous that I canât pay attention to anything the teacherâs saying. And even during exams, even though I know how to do all of those problems, I somehow get them all wrong! Iâm so worried that Iâll just keep doing worse and worse!â
A phobia of exams brought on by anxiety... Yuanâs condition was probably caused by excessive stress.
Now that Cheng Xi had deduced the root cause of his illness, she was able to help him relieve his stress in a much more targeted fashion. After they chatted and ate lunch, they even played a cooperative game together. When Yuan noticed that it was almost afternoon, he said, âI think that I should go back now. Heâs still not back yet.â
He really is such a thoughtful child, Cheng Xi thought as she said, âItâs alright. If you want to stay, thatâs fine too.â
He shook his head. âNo, itâs really fine. It was already very helpful to just have this day to play and relax. I feel a lot better now.â
âThatâs good.â Cheng Xi looked at him. He truly did seem much less agitated than when he had first come in. At the very least, the anxiety and gloom on his face had diminished considerably. Cheng Xi wrote him a note as a reminder of their conversation. It contained three questions: Why does one study? What is the purpose of studying? How important are grades? When she handed it over, she said, âWhen you have time, look at this piece of paper and ponder your answer to these three questions carefully. All I can tell you is, there are many paths in life, but you only have one life.â
When she finished, she called Cheng Yang. Thankfully, he was close by.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
When he heard that she wanted him to send Yuan home, Cheng Yang was slightly surprised. âWhyâs Yuan over at your place? That brat, isnât he taking the gaokao this year? Is his uncle so lax that heâd let him come out and play?â
He ran over quickly, and didnât even bother going upstairs into Cheng Xiâs apartment. âIâm not going to go up. Otherwise, if that boyfriend of yours sees me, he might deliberately try to find fault with my engineering project.â Cheng Yang then put on a saccharine tone as he playfully bemoaned to Cheng Xi, âEngineeringâs such a hard discipline. In front of my boss, I have to act like an obedient little kid. Itâd be good if you married quickly. That way, Iâll have a big tree thatâll shield and shade me.â
Not waiting for Cheng Xiâs reply, he threw her a sickeningly coquettish glance before taking Yuan far away.
He left Cheng Xi behind in a plume of dust, who was thinking about how she was going to transplant that tree that had just walked away.