Chapter 12 Two Weeks of Gifts
After two weeks of acting with Fu Jiye, I felt like he had probably been possessed.
He was too good to me.
He gave me more things than I could count. Clothes, a Sports Car, a house. I already had those myself.
But the ones from Fu Jiye were still different.
He prepared countless surprises for me.
Today was a birthday for my scarf. Tomorrow was our two-week anniversary. The day after was the anniversary of knowing each other for twenty years......
Anyway, whenever he wanted to give a gift, there were always endless reasons.
He also played games with me. When I drew, he sat patiently as my model. He took me skiing, skydiving, out to watch the sunrise on the sea.
Except for jabbing me now and then, the rest was a whole jar of sugar.
His affection came on too hard. I could not quite hold it off.
I also had no time left to think about that failed thing with Gu Qunian.
Fu Jiye did not stop smiling.
"Liao Xing, stunned? This is nothing yet."
"From here on I will only be better to you."
To pay him back a little, I cooked him a meal myself.
I did not expect Fu Jiye to burst into tears on the spot.
"Liao Xing, are you trying to murder your own man? Making it this good, do you not want your life?"
I took one bite, and my face went tight.
Great.
Fu Jiye really seemed possessed.
He also seemed to have lost his sense of taste.
I had accidentally put in too much salt, and he finished it without a change of expression.
In public, he was even worse. He kissed me when he wanted and held me when he wanted.
Wherever I went, he followed.
In private, he was even less restrained.
The things we should have done, and the things we should not, I half refused and half gave in, and did them all with him.
What I had never done with Gu Qunian, I did one by one with Fu Jiye.
Except the last step.
Because with Fu Jiye, I felt that old feeling again, of being deeply loved by someone.
A hundred times stronger than with Gu Qunian.
After I got kissed stupid once more, I simply gave up and let him do as he liked.
His kissing was good. It felt pretty comfortable.
"Fu Jiye, who are you now? Why are you suddenly this good to me?"
The old Fu Jiye would never have done these things.
Fu Jiye blinked, all innocent. "Did I not already say it? I am going to chase you."
"I like you. I want to be your real Boyfriend. I want you to forget Gu Qunian and be with me."
He said it too seriously. It scared me into fleeing.
Could Fu Jiye really have fallen for me?
But when had that started? I had not noticed at all.