How Could He Possibly Like Me?

Chapter 60

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With an awkward feeling, Meng Shuyu grabbed Zhou Jun's suit cuff and followed her father upstairs.

According to their original plan, Zhou Jun would visit her parents in the first month of the lunar calendar after New Year's Eve to formally meet them.

A while ago on New Year's Day, when her parents hinted to her to "stop hiding and hand over your boyfriend", she had already quietly laid the groundwork, saying that her previous breakup was not because she was dumped, but because she felt sorry for the other person who dumped her, and later the other person pursued her back.

Anyway, she did "cheap" Zhou Jun when she was a child, and she also has a "criminal record" at home. She doesn't care about her image in front of her parents, so it's no big deal for her to take the blame.

Moreover, she had thought it through very carefully. She thought that on such a great day as New Year's Eve, her father would listen more to what she said. Then she could exaggerate how good Zhou Jun was to her now, and her father's doubts about his future son-in-law would be easily resolved.

Who knew that she would run into Cheng Yaojin before she even reached the camp

Meng Shuyu glanced at Zhou Jun. As someone who was used to the ups and downs of life, he should be able to handle this kind of situation with ease.

But he was probably "captured" and brought home by his future father-in-law at short notice, and it would be impolite to show up empty-handed, so he seemed to be lost in thought at the moment.

As soon as the three of them entered the door, Fang Manzhen came out to greet them. When she reached the entrance, she didn't even look at her daughter, but looked at the people around her first.

His eyes lit up when he saw this and he immediately glanced at Meng Shuyu.

Meng Shuyu felt that her mother's look meant: I know why your soul was taken away.

Meng Zhouping opened the drawer of the shoe cabinet and pointed at Zhou Jun: "Xiao Zhou, right? Change into slippers."

Meng Shuyu was stunned, wondering how her father knew Zhou Jun's last name since he was in such a hurry on the way that he didn't have time to introduce him.

Thinking back, oh, she called Zhou Jun's name when she was hugging him.

Her dad really heard everything.

"Yes, thank you uncle." Zhou Jun nodded and smiled.

Meng Zhouping turned to Meng Shuyu and said, "Xiaoyu, go and pour some tea."

"Oh, okay." Meng Shuyu turned around, looked at Zhou Jun, and went into the kitchen.

When I went out with the tea, I saw her father and her boyfriend sitting face to face on the sofa in the living room, looking like they were going to play a game of chess.

Meng Shuyu placed the tea in front of the two of them and thought about whether she should sit closer to her father or closer to Zhou Jun.

Without waiting for her to make a decision, Meng Zhouping took control of the situation again: "Your mother is still busy. If you have nothing to do, go and help her."

How come she has nothing to do

She wants to protect her boyfriend!

Meng Shuyu looked at Zhou Jun hesitantly, and seeing him mouth the word "go", he walked towards the kitchen, looking back every few steps with a worried look.

Fang Manzhen was cooking, and the kitchen door couldn't be left open. Once it was closed, Meng Shuyu couldn't see or hear anything, so she could only ask her mother for information: "Mom, how did my dad know that he could stop us today?"

"You said at first that your target was from Nanhuai and worked in Hangzhou. You also said that your boss was almost 30 after the Chinese New Year and still didn't have a girlfriend. Later, you got a boyfriend, and you went back home together on business trips and went to work together. How could you not guess who it was?"

"Oh, you two are quite good at solving cases..." Meng Shuyu coughed lightly, "Does my dad think that our relationship is not good?"

"Of course superiors and subordinates have to think twice before choosing a partner. I have advised your father not to think badly of people. It is impossible that someone who can make you choose the right person cannot even pass the test of character."

"That's right. I have a very discerning eye. My eyes are the standard touchstone."

Although medicine cannot confirm unrequited love, she was once a suspected patient after all. Zhou Jun was the only one who passed her test in all these years. If her father disagrees, will he let her wait another 25 years for the next Zhou Jun

"Don't worry, your dad has a sharp tongue but a soft heart. He didn't think much of your boyfriend at first, after all, he made you so sad. But now that so much time has passed and you've been getting along well with him, he doesn't have much to say. Besides, for his sake, you even lied to us and said that you were the one who wronged him before. Can't your dad and I see that you are determined?"

"... You two can even see this?" Meng Shuyu touched his nose.

Fang Manzhen looked at her and said, "Otherwise, how could she be my biological daughter?"

The two of them exchanged pleasantries in the living room, and Meng Zhouping happened to say this: "Our Xiaoyu has a bad temper, right? We all noticed that she had a conflict with you during the National Day holiday. She said it was a good thing that you tolerated her later."

Zhou Jun was a little surprised: "Did she tell you that?"

Meng Zhouping was surprised and asked, "Isn't that the case?"

"No," Zhou Jun shook his head, "I was wrong at that time, and I should be grateful that she tolerated me later."

"That's right, why doesn't this child tell the truth? Do I, as a father, look so strict on her?"

Zhou Jun smiled and said, "She always thinks one step ahead of others, which is an excellent quality in the workplace, but you are indeed quite strict."

Meng Zhouping raised his eyebrows.

"You may not remember that I took your class when I was nine years old. 'The sky and earth are dark yellow, the universe is vast and boundless, the sun and moon wax and wane, and the stars are lined up.' I memorized the Thousand Character Classic in your class."

Meng Zhouping was stunned: "You are—"

"I don't know if you still remember the old director Chang Qiushi of Qiming Welfare Home. I call him Grandpa."

Although Zhou Jun spoke implicitly, Meng Zhouping certainly understood the hidden meaning behind his words.

I remembered that Meng Shuyu cried and asked me about my childhood one night. After thinking about it one by one, I understood most of it.

The fierce look in Meng Zhouping's eyes faded: "No wonder..."

Zhou Jun smiled and said, "The past is the past. Don't be lenient with me because of this. I know you love Shu Yu. If it were anyone else sitting here today, you would look at him. I can't completely dispel your concerns by just talking now. You can wait and see. But since I have the opportunity today, I still want to express my attitude to you."

Meng Zhouping nodded: "You go ahead."

"I know you're worried that Shu Yu will be treated unfairly in the workplace because of me. I've already reported our relationship to my superiors, and I can guarantee that it won't affect her promotion and normal work after the new year. Don't worry about that."

"Of course, in addition to the approval of our superiors, we also need to guard against rumors. We have no plans to make it public yet. I want to wait until Shu Yu settles down in his new position, or until we have some real results. Then we can let nature take its course. This way, we will receive much less criticism."

Meng Zhouping nodded.

"But we have to consider all possibilities. I think I can handle the general situation. If something unexpected happens and I can't handle it, I will apply for a job transfer."

Meng Zhouping was stunned: "When you guys fall in love in the workplace, isn't it always the one who gets transferred to a lower position?"

"I chose Moridao half because of Shuyu. If there really are irreconcilable problems, she will definitely be my first choice. And for me, this is not a loss. I am a professional manager. My development period in a company is only about three years. In addition to Moridao, I have many choices, even better choices. I have the confidence. Besides, I can't stay in Hangzhou forever. I have to go back to Nanhuai."

Meng Zhouping waved his hand: "Uncle still believes that you can handle this problem and it won't come to this."

Zhou Jun nodded: "Then there is another concern that both you and Shuyu have, and I am preparing to discuss it with her. Shuyu will return to the headquarters after the New Year, and it would be convenient to meet in the neighboring city on weekends, but we have wasted too much time before, and I don't want to be in a different place during the weekdays, so I plan to go back and forth on a daily basis."

"Then you have been on the road for more than four hours in total every day. It's too tiring!" Meng Zhouping was surprised.

"Many white-collar workers in Nanhuai spend more than two to three hours commuting every day. I have the conditions to hire a driver, which is much more comfortable than others."

"Then you should discuss this matter with Xiaoyu. I think she is reluctant to do so." Meng Zhouping shook his head.

"Of course I can't bear to part with it!"

When they looked up, they saw Meng Shuyu running out from the kitchen. They didn't know how long he had been leaning on the door and eavesdropping.

Meng Zhouping looked at her and Zhou Jun's eyes, which were as sticky as taffy, shook his head, stood up, and said to Zhou Jun: "I'm going to cook some vegetables."

Zhou Jun smiled and nodded.

Meng Shuyu ran to the sofa, waited for her father to enter the kitchen and close the door, then sat on Zhou Jun's lap as if they were in a different place. "It's okay if we're in a different place. Don't you get tired of seeing each other every day? Even if you don't get tired, I will!"

"Then who was holding on to me downstairs just now?"

"Who is it?" Meng Shuyu hugged his neck and looked around, "Who is so useless?"

Zhou Jun raised his hand and patted her on the back: "That's because I'm useless, okay?"

"It would be better if you come back on the weekends. Even if you come on weekdays, I may not be able to stay with you. Why are you staying in the hotel alone?"

Zhou Jun shook his head: "Since you are back in Nanhuai, I will not stay in the hotel anymore. After the New Year, I will see if there is a ready-made house near your home, or I can rent one for the transition period."

Meng Shuyu blinked and thought of an idea: "Why don't we go to the midpoint between the headquarters and Sendai to look at houses? Not only are the houses cheaper, but our commuting time can be evened out. I used to commute for half an hour, and if I live a little further away, it won't make much difference to go to a place that takes about an hour. This way, you only need a little more than an hour to get to Sendai, so it's not bad to go back and forth every day."

"Meng Shuyu, I heard it," Zhou Jun nodded, "You can't wait to move out and live with me."

"… "

"I mean in the future! Of course, when looking for a house, you have to consider the long term!"

Zhou Jun raised his eyebrows: "I thought you checked my property certificate and knew that I have a suite halfway between the headquarters and Sendai."

"Really?" Meng Shuyu reacted after a moment of shock. Isn't the midpoint between the headquarters and Sendai the southern suburbs

Zhou Jun's grandparents live there, so it is reasonable for him to buy property nearby.

"Can we move in right after the year?" Meng Shuyu blurted out.

Zhou Jun lowered his head and laughed so hard that his shoulders shook.

"..." Meng Shuyu lightly punched his shoulder, "Okay, I just can't wait!"

The good thing of being able to move in with just a suitcase still did not happen to Meng Shuyu.

Although Zhou Jun bought the garden house near the southern suburbs some years ago, it is still a new house that has never been lived in. It was only roughly decorated at the beginning, and there is still a lot of soft furnishings to be done before moving in.

However, Zhou Jun accepted Meng Shuyu's proposal of "equalizing commuting time" and only asked her to agree to one thing: after she moved in, the driver would be responsible for her commuting to and from get off work.

Meng Shuyu thought about it and decided to go for it. She thought that Zhou Jun would definitely not want her to take another subway ride every day. It was time for her to enjoy the tyranny of a domineering general manager.

With such good discussions and mutual accommodation in planning for the future, the cold and wet winter passed by in a lively manner.

As the weather got warmer, Meng Shuyu and Zhou Jun went through a transition period of being apart. They worked separately on weekdays and met on weekends. They would occasionally take time out to monitor the progress of the soft decoration of the villa together.

In May, during the Labor Day holiday, Zhou Jun originally wanted to arrange a trip, but Meng Shuyu suggested that it would be better to go to the villa that was almost completed and check for any deficiencies during the holiday. After all, it was Labor Day, so it was time to work.

On the way to the southern suburbs, Meng Shuyu was a little excited.

She used to visit the house every week and it had changed completely. Seeing the empty house being filled up little by little gave her a strange sense of freshness and satisfaction. But this time, she was too busy before the holiday and hadn't been there for more than half a month.

"Will it be completed this week?" Meng Shuyu asked Zhou Jun while sitting in the passenger seat.

Zhou Jun nodded: "We'll test for formaldehyde later."

"There's definitely no problem with the test, they're all environmentally friendly furniture, but they still need to be ventilated for a while after they meet the standards, right?"

"Don't worry, it will be done soon." Zhou Jun rubbed her head with a smile.

"Drive carefully!" Meng Shuyu slapped his hand away. "By the way, let's go to grandpa and grandma's house for dinner after we look at the house, shall we?"

"Well, tell them to stop working and I'll cook the dishes."

Meng Shuyu called Huang Guifen and said after hanging up: "My parents also asked you to come to my house for dinner tomorrow. My dad has been competing with you since he saw your cooking skills last time. He insists on making a big meal for you. Don't show off tomorrow and give in to him."

"Okay." Zhou Jun nodded with a smile.

As they were talking, they arrived at their destination.

The car parked in the garage, Meng Shuyu opened the door and got out. Seeing Zhou Jun still sitting in the driver's seat and checking the dashboard, he asked him, "What's wrong?"

"There's something wrong with the tire pressure. Let me take a look. You go for a walk first. The hall on the first floor has been cleaned, and the wisteria in the back garden is blooming."

"Then hurry up. If you need to change the tire, we can take a taxi later."

Meng Shuyu entered the hall first. Looking around, he saw that the furniture was complete and the electrical appliances were in place. It was already a decent home.

After walking around the hall, Meng Shuyu went through the door to the back garden.

In early May, the long-sequence wisteria in the garden was in full bloom, with clusters of plump lavender flowers hanging down like waterfalls, and branches entwined around the flower stands, covering the flower stands densely.

Meng Shuyu was just about to take a picture with his mobile phone when he suddenly noticed a swing next to the flower stand.

It wasn't there the last time she came.

Meng Shuyu put down his phone and walked forward. He walked around the flower stand and paused. He saw a thick book on the swing chair.

Just like when he saw a collection of poems falling from the sky while sitting on the swing in the Jian family garden, Meng Shuyu was stunned and looked around.

I didn't see anyone, but I quickly realized that this action was unnecessary.

If something that appears in this garden is not hers, then it belongs to Zhou Jun.

Thinking of what Zhou Jun had just said, Meng Shuyu glanced at the notebook with a blank cover, and suddenly a strong premonition arose in his heart.

She bent down and picked it up, prepared herself mentally for a moment, took a deep breath, and gently opened the title page.

Familiar handwriting came into view—

Dear Ms. Meng Shuyu, as you can see, this is a blank collection of poems.

Ten years have passed, and I really want to give you another poem, but I can't find words that can describe you enough after searching through all the poems.

So this time, I want to be a poet myself.

But this collection of poems is very thick, and it may take two people a lifetime to finish it. Are you willing to pick up this pen with me

If you would, it would be the honor of my life.

Zhou Jun

Meng Shuyu read it word by word, stared at the pen clipped on the title page, and pulled the thin string tied to the end of the pen.

After pulling it for a while, I felt a strange weight. When I looked up, I saw the diamond ring hanging on the back of the swing.

Diamonds reflected bright light in the early summer sun, dazzling the eyes.

Meng Shuyu seemed to be burned by the warm sunshine, and his eyes were filled with hot and crystal tears.

She bent down and slowly picked up the diamond ring.

When I looked up again, I saw Zhou Jun walking into the garden.

Meng Shuyu still had tears in her eyes, but she smiled, raised her chin and raised her hand towards him: "Why don't you come and sign for your honor?"

Zhou Jun walked towards her with a smile, held her hand, and put the ring on her.

In the summer ten years ago, he left an unsigned collection of poems for her in someone else's garden, and left this land and traveled far away to the sea with a secret about her and about romance.

Ten years later, he came towards her across mountains and seas from that poetic summer, put the ring on her finger with his own hands in the garden that belonged to them, and told her that it was the honor of his life.

From then on, she listened to all his romances and his name appeared in every line of her poems.

(— End of text —)

The author has something to say: From the very beginning I have been thinking that one day they will return to a garden where there will be a collection of poems, a ring, and their countless romantic tomorrows.

That's the end of the main text. I'll take a few days off to save my manuscripts for the extra chapter. I'll start writing on National Day. Next year, I'll have an ancient Chinese novel "Spring Heart", which is probably a funny, exciting and sweet novel. Another novel is "Run Towards You", a modern novel with elements of time travel and two-way secret love. You can go to my column to collect them in advance! Please help me click "Collect this author", thank you!