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Chapter 42: Weightlifting Fairy Jin Fuzhu (Please Read)
Agreement?

Zhao Meiyan's soft voice made Gong Cheng's thoughts dazed.

My churning thoughts seemed to go back to last summer.

"I said I would celebrate Oppa's birthday, and I didn't break my promise." Zhao Meiyan's eyes were playful and determined. She playfully stretched out her white and bony little finger and shook it in front of Gong Cheng's eyes.

As if tightly entwining Gong Cheng's memories and reality, the Pabo in his memory and the slightly tilted head fool in front of him gradually overlapped and separated...

Gong Cheng withdrew his thoughts, spit out the cigarette butt, and silently took the birthday gift handed to him by Zhao Meiyan with a complicated expression.

Unexpectedly, Pabo has always remembered the joke he made.

It should be the time in Neon when Zhao Meiyan pestered him about his birthday, his zodiac sign, and his hobbies. At the end, she suddenly made a promise: "From now on, Oppa, I will be with you on your birthday."

"Don't you want to open it and take a look?" Zhao Meiyan looked at him in a daze and pushed him with a smile.

"I can not."

"Why?" Zhao Meiyan was slightly stunned, and her face instantly became unnatural.

"It's not a ring, is it? I'm afraid you'll propose to me." Gong Cheng played with the gift box in his hand while trying to hold back his laughter.

My heartbeat inexplicably quickened. Looking at the size of the gift box, it really looked like a ring box.

What should I do if it really is a wedding ring?
Promise? Promise?
Or agree?

After all, he couldn't do anything that would make a girl sad...

"Ah! We have already broken up! How is this possible!" Zhao Meiyan frowned angrily, but her heart was beating violently.

She forced a smile, snatched the gift box, and carefully helped Gong Cheng open it.

Inside the exquisite and small gift box, a single ring stood quietly in the moonlight. Judging from the style, it was a men's ring.

On the silver-gray ring, some star patterns are engraved with micro-carving technology, and covered with fine and sparkling diamonds, like a flowing Milky Way.

"Are you serious?" Gong Cheng's eyelids twitched. What the hell?

"Scare you to death, you coward!" Zhao Meiyan's face turned cold when she saw his frightened expression: "This is a single ring, can't you see? It's just a birthday present!"

As she spoke, she grabbed Gong Cheng's left hand which was in his trouser pocket and said, "Stretch out your hand!"

"Why can't I wear it? Shouldn't I have ordered the right size?"

Zhao Meiyan frowned and kept stuffing the ring into the middle finger of Gong Cheng's left hand.

"It hurts, be gentle! Pabo!" Gong Cheng complained softly, his bones ached.

"No, how about I ask someone to enlarge the ring tomorrow?" Zhao Meiyan stared at the ring in her hand with reluctance! She shouldn't have remembered Gong Cheng's size wrong!
After all, fingers are such a sensitive place...

"Why bother?" Gong Cheng took the ring, looked at it, and found it quite nice. He put it on the index finger of his left hand and said, "Isn't it just right here?"

"..."

After seeing his actions, Zhao Meiyan's smile gradually faded. After a moment of silence, she took a deep breath and tried to keep her voice steady: "Send me home."

"Okay." Gong Cheng stood on the side of the road and waved to stop a taxi.

In the taxi, Zhao Meiyan sat next to Gong Cheng and felt the atmosphere was a bit depressing. She wanted to ask something, but she couldn't open her mouth.

Only slightly red eyes and clenched fists remained. Gong Cheng seemed to have sensed something and held her hand in the dim carriage. After getting off the train, he smiled and said, "Pabo, let's order a pair next time. The single ring should be worn on the middle finger. What's the point of wearing it on the ring finger?"

"Am I a widower?"

Alas, I am still soft-hearted and can't bear to see girls sad...

"Are you serious?" Zhao Meiyan raised her head and looked at him intently, her heart heaving as well as her chest.

Ever since she found out that the boy in front of her had an affair with that little model, she was a little disappointed.

This is also the reason why she rarely responded to Gong Cheng's calls and messages since then. According to her idea, she must give this guy some time to himself.

But unexpectedly, Gong Cheng acted as if nothing had happened, but he lost his composure and all the rhythm was disrupted!
So, she decided to take the initiative and stabilize the situation.

"Why would I lie to you!" Gong Cheng walked into the apartment building with her side by side and yawned.

"Hook!"

"Well, it's a pinky promise..." Gong Cheng looked at the childish Zhao Meiyan in front of him speechlessly. How old are you, and you still believe this?
Zhao Meiyan smiled faintly and hooked Gong Cheng's little finger. At the final step of stamping, she suddenly stood on tiptoe, stretched out her arms, hooked them around Gong Cheng's neck, and kissed him fiercely with her pink lips.

I told you to keep the situation stable!
You must! Kiss the situation!
At first, Gong Cheng was a little confused. Ah Xi! Was this a forced kiss?
But he was not a novice. He put his arm around Zhao Meiyan's slender waist and enjoyed it.

"..."

A moment later, Zhao Meiyan suddenly woke up, the blush on her face spreading to her ears. She broke free from Gong Cheng's embrace, smoothed the hair scattered around her ears, and panted softly: "I'm going home first."

In just a short while, Gong Cheng was almost snagging her stockings. She didn't dare to think about going any further...

Zhao Meiyan returned home, went to the balcony of her bedroom, and watched Gong Cheng's back as he left.

Facing the moonlight, she suddenly loosened her clenched hand, and a single women's ring lay quietly in her palm: "How do you know it's not a pair? I think you are Pabo!"

Zhao Meiyan returned to the bed with a sweet smile on her face, and the notebook spread out beside the bed was filled with densely written words.

"2015, 12.21, the winter in Seoul is very cold. I want to text you, but we have been apart for a long time."

"2016, March 3.1st. I've been practicing so hard lately that I almost forgot about thinking about you. But I always feel like you'll always love me."

"On March 3.21, 2016, I watched your debut trailer, repeatedly. Does that count as voyeurism? I've seen all the abuse you've endured online these days, but I don't know how I can comfort you. Why wasn't I there when you needed comfort, encouragement, and support the most?"

"..."

……

The next day, the weather in Seoul was a little warmer.

Gong Cheng resolutely obeyed his boss's arrangements and slept until three in the afternoon before going to the company.

In the president's office, Park Jin-young took out the script from the drawer and said, "Look, Xiaocheng, this is the drama I talked to you about last night."

"'Weightlifting Fairy Kim Bok Joo'?" Gong Cheng looked at the title of the play on the script and curled his lips. Is this title so abstract?
"Take the script and read it later." Park Jin Young sipped his tea. "The company has noticed for you that your main competitor for the leading male role is Nam Joo Hyuk, an actor who debuted as a model under YG Entertainment."

"Nam Joo Hyuk?" Gong Cheng thought for a moment and said, "I haven't heard of him."

He probably isn't a very famous actor, but if there was competition, he might actually be able to snatch the role!

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