Rival roommate wants to be my boyfriend

The hospital was not far from the old house left by his parents. Cheng Yue stepped on a bicycle and went to the nearby vegetable market to buy a fish and some of his best vegetables.

An Mingyu has done so much for him, although the money will not be paid for a while, but he also wants to at least express his gratitude in other ways.

The house has not been lived in for a long time, but the utensils are covered with dust-proof cloth. Cheng Yue spent half an hour cleaning, and finally made three dishes and one soup before six o'clock, and you're done.

[Cheng Yue: Are you here?I'm coming down to pick you up now. 】

【An Mingyu: I'm at the door. 】

After receiving the reply, he quickly took off his apron, wiped his hands, and ran to the gate of the community.

An Mingyu is tall, standing in the shade of a tree by the side of the road is also very conspicuous, Cheng Yue saw it at a glance: "An Mingyu!"

The other party made a gesture of acceptance towards him and walked over here.

The two went upstairs, and Cheng Yue opened the door to let him in, glanced at the "big meal" on the table that he had put on the table, feeling a little uneasy.

The whole room was filled with the smell of food, and An Mingyu's eyes flashed with surprise: "You did all this?"

Cheng Yue nodded, pretending to be calm: "Cook a few random dishes, do you want to eat?"

The plate of mandarin fish with pine branches on the table seems to have taken a lot of work. An Mingyu looked around the table, pulled out the chair and sat down, and said with a smile: "Teacher Cheng has worked hard."

"No, these dishes are very simple." Cheng Yue curled his lips.

He tasted every dish, and under Cheng Yue's expectant gaze, An Mingyu said, "Oh, it's delicious. This dish is almost the same as what I ate in a hotel."

"Really?"

"Well, I will definitely eat enough to walk out leaning on the wall tonight."

Cheng Yue was amused by him: "I haven't cooked for several months."

An Mingyu raised her eyebrows: "It doesn't affect the level of a five-star hotel."

Cheng Yue was in a good mood after being so appreciative, and his appetite also improved a lot.

In the middle of the meal, An Mingyu's cell phone received a message.

It was Mama An who sent him the list of the youth classes that year, and he clicked on it, and the name on top of him was Cheng Yue, exactly as he had guessed.

An Mingyu turned off the phone screen, looked up at the person in front of her, feeling a little complicated.

"The vacation is coming to an end in a few days. When is Mr. Cheng planning to go back to school? Let's see if we can have a companion." He asked.

Cheng Yue paused when he picked up the food, and then replied after a few seconds: "I...I don't plan to go back to school for the time being."

An Mingyu looked up: "Huh?"

"I want to ask a counselor to apply for a suspension of school in a few days." Cheng Yue lowered his eyes, afraid of seeing the disappointed expression on An Mingyu's face, "I will also explain the situation to the teacher about the project, and find someone to talk to You together, I'm sorry."

An Mingyu was puzzled: "Why?"

Cheng Yue hesitated: "Grandpa just finished the operation, I want to stay and take care of him."

An Mingyu smiled after hearing this: "Just leave this to the nurse."

But he couldn't afford a nurse.

Cheng Yue shook his head: "No, I don't trust them."

The air was silent for a moment.

An Mingyu said again: "The nurses have all received professional training. They know how to take care of patients better than you. You don't have to worry too much."

Cheng Yue held his chopsticks and didn't answer.

Of course he knows that nurses are more professional, but hiring a nurse will cost thousands of dollars a month at least, plus the cost of his grandfather's follow-up recovery and minor illnesses and pains, he can't afford it at all. Earn seven or eight hundred.

Grandpa had already spent nearly [-] yuan on the operation, so he could no longer ask An Mingyu to borrow money from the nurse with a shy face. Moreover, grandpa needs long-term care after the operation, and it is not a matter of a day or two.

What he thought before going to university was to find a better job in city B so that he could afford medical treatment for his grandfather, but now it seems unrealistic. He has no way to earn money while studying, and it will take four years before he graduates from university. , He was afraid that grandpa would not be able to wait four years.

Cheng Yue didn't answer, An Mingyu clicked on the list again, looked down at the top name for a few times, and felt a little anxious in her heart: "You are so talented in chemistry, you shouldn't give up your studies for such a thing."

Cheng Yue was stunned.

Such a thing... what kind of thing?

Grandpa is his only surviving relative, so studying and taking care of grandpa is not a distinction for him.

He pursed his lips, feeling uncomfortable: "I... grandpa is very important to me."

An Mingyu frowned: "Is your own future not important?"

Cheng Yue was silent.

But he can wait for a few years, find a job to earn a few years of money, and wait for his grandfather to get better before going back to school.

An Mingyu thought about it, and half-jokingly said: "If you are worried about money, I can help you pay for it first. Anyway, I have already spent a lot, so it is not bad."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Yue suddenly raised his eyes.

The corner of the latter's mouth was tense, and his expression was definitely not happy.

An Mingyu paused.

After a while, Cheng Yue lowered his eyelids: "I know you are rich."

An Mingyu didn't speak, the atmosphere was a little dull for a while, and Cheng Yue also felt awkward in his heart.

"The money for the surgery...thank you. I will pay it off before the end of the year. I can take care of grandpa myself, without a nurse." He said softly.

The room was completely silent.

In this situation, Cheng Yue didn't have the mood to continue eating. He didn't wait for An Mingyu's response, he picked up the bowl and went to the kitchen to clean up.

The cold water from the kitchen sink splashed on his hands, and his heart gradually calmed down.

In fact, he had no reason to be angry. What An Mingyu said was the truth, and he was also very reasonable. He wanted to help him, Cheng Yue knew.

The difference in family conditions between the two of them was too great, An Mingyu really didn't think it was important to lend him the money, and he could understand.

He just...

He also has his own bottom line and pride, he doesn't want to rely on An Mingyu for granted, ask him to borrow money and accept his help again and again.

Maybe some people think that being helped is a very lucky thing, but Cheng Yue doesn't think so.

He can solve this matter by himself.

He doesn't like the feeling of relying on others. Over the years, he has been used to handling everything by himself, and he can only carry it through the most difficult times by himself. He doesn't think that anyone can help him all the time, and he doesn't want to let himself enjoy others too much. help.

An Mingyu's actions made him feel as if he had become the child who could only cry in the hospital back then, and it was useless.

Besides, he and An Mingyu have only known each other for less than two months, not to such an intimate level.

Halfway through washing Cheng Yue's dishes, someone grabbed his wrist.

"Teacher Cheng..."

"I said something wrong just now, I'm sorry." An Mingyu said in a low voice, "I didn't mean that, don't be angry."

Cheng Yue stopped and broke his hand away: "I'm not angry."

"Ms. Cheng has worked hard cooking, and I'll wash it for you."

"Need not."

"Are Teacher Cheng's shoulders sore? Let me give you a squeeze." An Mingyu put her hands on his shoulders and squeezed lightly.

Cheng Yue flinched timidly, turned around and looked at him: "An Mingyu, I'm really not angry."

"Well, I know." An Mingyu looked at him, "You're not angry, but I am."

Cheng Yue: "?"

An Mingyu's tone was sincere, and all he said were submissive words: "I'm angry at myself for talking nonsense. I came to Teacher Cheng's house to have a meal. I made him work so hard, and I didn't feel grateful at all. It made Teacher Cheng unhappy."

Cheng Yue stared at him for a long time, but finally he couldn't hold back, and was amused by his cautious look.

Seeing him smile, An Mingyu continued his efforts: "I will make up for my mistakes now, and give Teacher Cheng a massage to relax."

He exerted a little strength in his hand, and it made Cheng Yue feel comfortable, but he didn't try to break away.

Cheng Yue lowered his head to wash the dishes, and An Mingyu pressed his shoulders from behind him.

"Mr. Cheng, your muscles are too tense."

Cheng Yue didn't turn his head back: "I'm washing the dishes, I need to use my strength."

"Well, you relax a little bit."

An Mingyu pinched it to the side, just in time to pick a sore and swollen place on Cheng Yue's shoulder, the swelling pain hit his brain, and he gasped in a hiss.

"It hurts here?" he asked, rubbing it a few more times as he spoke.

Cheng Yue yelled out with an "Aww" directly: "Stop pinching, it hurts, hurts, hurts!"

"That won't work, you need to rub it away because it hurts."

An Mingyu's strength increased, and she was still feeling refreshed after the pain. Cheng Yue was squeezed by him and hummed, trying to hide but didn't want to stop.

Hearing his humming, An Mingyu rolled her throat and withdrew her hand.

The strength on the shoulders suddenly disappeared, Cheng Yue turned around: "?"

"Has Teacher Cheng calmed down?" He lowered his eyes.

Cheng Yue's little temper just now is gone: "I'm not angry, what you said makes sense, but I want to deal with this matter myself."

After he finished speaking, he saw obvious disappointment on An Mingyu's face: "But I want to go to school with Teacher Cheng, do projects together, compete and solve problems together, and play games together."

"I don't want you to drop out of school."

It was the first time Cheng Yue saw An Mingyu like this, his eyes widened slightly: "But... you still have Yang Kaimiao and Guo Yuxiang, they can also go to school with you, there are many people who are good at chemistry, You’ll always find someone to do projects with you.”

"But they are not as good as you." An Mingyu's eyes were very focused, "Before I came to university, I participated in many competitions, both domestic and international. I met many good people, but none of them could keep up with them in the end. My thinking, and no one has ever made me feel amazing, you are the first one, from the first day of school."

"Cheng Yue."

"I'm not trying to do a project with you."

"I just want to do projects with you."

Cheng Yue heard the sound of blood throbbing in his temples.

"You are very important to me, and you cannot be replaced by Guo Yuxiang, Yang Kaimiao or anyone who understands chemistry. Does this make you understand?"

"So..." An Mingyu smiled lightly, "Can you reconsider this matter? The kind that takes me into consideration."

Cheng Yue's heartbeat was incomparably fast. He looked at the other party and opened his mouth.

An Mingyu stretched out her finger and pressed his lips: "Don't worry, you have to think carefully before making a decision. No matter what your choice is this time, I will respect it."

The warm touch on his lips disappeared, Cheng Yue blinked, and whispered: "...OK."

When An Mingyu left the kitchen, he suddenly realized that the hem of his clothes was about to be pulled into a ball by him.