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Perfect Lover

Perfect Lover

Zhihu Select

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One morning, I woke up to find my best friend's boss lying next to me. His sleeping face was particularly exquisite, with a high nose bridge and red lips... swollen, possibly due to angular cheilitis. "Still not enough?" The man kept his eyes closed, furrowing his brows, his tone one of exasperation. Realizing that I had indeed been staring at him for a long time, I felt my face flush slightly. My legs, hidden under the covers, were nervously trembling: "You're awake, um... should I just leave or make you breakfast?" After a prolonged silence, he slowly opened his eyes and touched his mouth: "Why so forceful?" "Don't let me start a relationship; if I do, I'll definitely end up ruining his lips." That was my bold statement before getting drunk last night, and I really didn't expect to follow through. I slowly and gently pulled up the blanket to cover my face: "I'm sorry, I'll pay for your medical bills."

Chapter 1

[1]

Waking up, I found myself lying next to my best friend's boss.

[2]

His sleeping face was extraordinarily delicate, with a high nose bridge and red lips...

[3]

swollen mouth could be angular cheilitis.

[4]

"Not had enough of

[5]

looking yet?"

[6]

The man closed his eyes and knitted his brows, his tone resigned.

[7]

Realizing that I had really been staring at him for a long time, I blushed slightly. The leg hidden under the quilt was trembling frantically. "You're awake, huh?

[8]

So... should I just leave,

[9]

or make you breakfast?"

[10]

After a long pause, he opened his eyes leisurely and touched his lips.

[11]

'Why kiss so forceful?"

[12]

"Don't let me fall in love. Once in love,

[13]

I'll kiss his mouth to pieces."

[14]

That was my heroic utterance before getting drunk last night. I didn't expect that I actually achieved it.

[15]

I slowly and gently pulled the covers over my face.

[16]

"Sorry, I'll pay for your medical expenses."

[17]

1

[18]

Alan didn't ask for compensation, but he did fire my best friend immediately.

[19]

Fired her.

[20]

Upon hearing this, I rushed out of my house and angrily rang the doorbell next door.

[21]

Soon, the door opened.

[22]

Alan was wearing a white bathrobe. With a towel in one hand, he was wiping his wet hair. There were water droplets on his collarbone, slowly sliding down along his fair and delicate skin towards deeper areas.

[23]

"Why are you here

[24]

again?"

[25]

The word "again" is used very vividly

[26]

Last time, I drunkenly stumbled into his house and did something outrageous.

[27]

But this time was different; I was here to seek justice.

[28]

"Why did you fire my bestie, Nicole? Do you know how hard she works?

[29]

It was I who hurt you. If you want to take revenge, you can definitely direct it at me. Why target her, a delicate girl?

[30]

My voice grew softer as I spoke, distracted by how sexy Alan's Adam's apple was, especially when it moved slightly up and down.

[31]

His neck is long and slender. There is a prominent and sharp Adam's apple. Near the collarbone, there is a small mole.

[32]

His skin is cold-white and looks very tender. It should be very suitable for leaving love bites.

[33]

Stop it, Cara, control yourself!

[34]

I straightened my back and resumed my dignified and just appearance.

[35]

"Don't you have anything to explain?"

[36]

Alan leaned against the doorframe,

[37]

scrutinizing me for a moment, then pulled his collar open a bit.

[38]

"Your bestie is indeed hardworking-she managed to find three boyfriends in my small company."

[39]

Really?

[40]

Wow, my bestie is impressive!

[41]

"Then why didn't you

[42]

fire her three boyfriends?"

[43]

"Are you

[44]

kidding me?"

[45]

"Oh, sorry,

[46]

goodbye."

[47]

I turned to leave, but he grabbed my arm.

[48]

"I have something to

[49]

discuss with you."

[50]

I waited for him to go on, but he seemed very embarrassed. A faint blush also appeared on the tips of his ears.

[51]

In my mind, I recalled the two words he whispered in my ear that night:

[52]

" One More?"

[53]

The first time was a mistake of passion.

[54]

If it happened again, it would be different.

[55]

I quickly broke away from his hand and fled back home like escaping.

[56]

No way!

[57]

I can't let him speak it out. Facing such a good-looking face, I may very likely not be able to hold firm to my bottom line.

[58]

2

[59]

The next day, to comfort my unemployed bestie, I accompanied her to a karaoke bar and sang all night.

[60]

After it was over, I had dark circles under my eyes. Disheveled and unkempt, with unsteady footsteps, I walked towards home.

[61]

When entering the neighborhood, I accidentally bumped into someone and almost fell. Fortunately, that person reacted quickly and held me up.

[62]

Just as I was about to express my gratitude, I looked up and was stunned by a pair of limpid eyes.

[63]

"Alan?"

[64]

.

[65]

His eyebrow ridges were high and his features were deep-set. The morning sunlight filtered through the thin mist in the air and fell on him, making him seem to carry the coolness of early autumn. His voice was also very cold.

[66]

"You're so young,

[67]

and already staying out all night?"

[68]

I was extremely sleepy. My mind was in a haze. My voice was also soft and weak.

[69]

"I · went · to · fix · the · trouble · you · caused."

[70]

This is indeed true. If he hadn't fired my bestie , would I have spent the whole night listening to her complain with sayings like "nine out of ten men are gay and the remaining one is ugly"?

[71]

But when I woke up again and saw Alan's messages on Whatsapp, I fall into deep thought.

[72]

"Come to help me

[73]

clean up the mess."

[74]

"My mom

[75]

is here."

[76]

"I installed a camera in my bedroom,

[77]

and she saw some clips."

[78]

With trembling hands, I typed quickly: "Are you a pervert?"

[79]

"Why do you have

[80]

surveillance

[81]

in your room?"

[82]

"Did your mom

[83]

watch everything?"

[84]

"What did

[85]

she say?"

[86]

"Let's delete

[87]

each other."

[88]

Then I sent a dozen emojis expressing my desire to kill and silence him.

[89]

I thought my eagerness had overflowed from the screen. But on his end, he casually replied with four words:

[90]

"To watch my cat."

[91]

To watch the cat and ended up being watched?

[92]

How could he be so calm?

[93]

I immediately and gracefully deleted him.

[94]

However, as soon as I deleted him, I realized a problem. That video was still in his possession. What if he had malicious intentions...

[95]

I'm doomed.

[96]

I had added Alan through the neighborhood group chat, so now I could only re-add him through the group.

[97]

"What should I do about that video?"

[98]

I cautiously probed.

[99]

"Have you ever seen a red alert?

[100]

I just

[101]

did."

[102]

He replied, and when I tried to message him again, I saw the red exclamation mark.

[103]

What kind of person is he?

[104]

Take revenge on the spot if there is a grudge?

[105]

I had no choice but to apply to be his friend again.

[106]

But this bad guy never accepted my friend request.

[107]

Ridiculous.

[108]

Absolutely ridiculous.

[109]

Two hours later, I couldn't hold back any longer. I went to his house to look for him, but there was no answer when I knocked on the door.

[110]

Desperate, I had to mention him in the neighborhood group:

[111]

"Mr. Lambert, could you please open the door for me?"

[112]

This time, Alan replied quickly:

[113]

"Not convenient, I'm watching a video."

[114]

My heart skipped a beat.

[115]

He sent another message, mentioning me: "Care to join me for a viewing?"

[116]

mentioning me: "Care to join me for a viewing?"

[117]

He was definitely doing this on purpose.

[118]

How could someone so handsome have such a malicious mind, such a narrow heart, and such despicable behavior?

[119]

"Could you please

[120]

accept my friend request first?"

[121]

I didn't want to discuss this in a group of 379 people.

[122]

Alan vanished, didn't reply, and didn't accept my friend request.

[123]

I was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, regretting playing such a petty trick of deleting him.

[124]

3

[125]

After sending over twenty friend requests, Alan finally accepted.

[126]

"Come on, we watch the video together."

[127]

He sent a voice message, his voice low and suggestive.

[128]

I had a feeling he was using that tone deliberately.

[129]

I hurried to his house. After he opened the door, he pointed at the plush slippers on the floor and said,

[130]

"Change your shoes."

[131]

They seemed new

[132]

and fit perfectly.

[133]

After putting on the slippers, I only then noticed that the style of slippers Alan was wearing was the counterpart of Daisy's, Donald Duck.

[134]

My face flushed involuntarily. They are couple slippers.

[135]

"Um...

[136]

could you please

[137]

delete the video quickly?"

[138]

I intended to sound assertive, but as soon as I spoke, my face turned red.

[139]

Alan responded with a simple "Okay.

[140]

" "I called you over to delete it in front of you. Have you eaten?"

[141]

I've been on edge all day; how could I have an appetite???

[142]

"No."

[143]

I did not.

[144]

"Then sit on the sofa.

[145]

I'll cook."

[146]

"Thanks, but I'm not hungry.

[147]

Let's just

[148]

delete the video quickly."

[149]

I didn't want to stay here any longer. I felt like this place was clouding my judgment.

[150]

"Delete it directly.

[151]

Don't you want to watch it?"

[152]

Do I need to watch it?

[153]

Yes, I do.

[154]

I need to know what tricks I played that his mom saw.

[155]

Alan went to the kitchen to cook noodles.

[156]

Alone, blushing, I sat in front of the computer and opened the video.

[157]

A ragdoll cat suddenly jumped into my lap, affectionately rubbing against me.

[158]

Startled, I almost threw it off.

[159]

What a strange twist of fate.

[160]

Alan installed the camera to watch the cat, and now I was holding the cat while watching myself.

[161]

I kept fast-forwarding until I found the beginning.

[162]

The video shows that, drunk and tipsy, I stood on tiptoe and hooked my arms around Alan's neck.

[163]

Alan tilted his head, dodging left and right, and accidentally fell onto the bed, taking me down with him.

[164]

I couldn't watch for long before I gave up, closed the page, clicked delete, and emptied the recycle bin.

[165]

Just then, Alan came in with a bowl of noodles.

[166]

The tangy flavor of pickled vegetables...

[167]

And it was just made with hot water, not even an egg in sight.

[168]

What was I expecting, really?

[169]

Why did he have to put on such a domestic goddess act before stepping into the kitchen?

[170]

"Finished watching?

[171]

Have some to

[172]

replenish your nutrition."

[173]

"This bowl of noodles...

[174]

does it have some special meaning?"

[175]

I hesitated.

[176]

"cook dinner?Are you sure it's not 'cock'?"

[177]

Hmm.

[178]

This guy is quite subtle.

[179]

If I were any less perceptive, I might have missed the implication.

[180]

"I ordered takeout for you.

[181]

This is just to tide you over," Alan interrupted my fantasy mercilessly.

[182]

"As your neighbor, I know you usually order three takeouts for one meal."

[183]

Oh.

[184]

I was overthinking it.

[185]

4

[186]

After eating with the appetite of a whirlwind, devouring the instant noodles Alan made and the takeout he ordered, I leaned back on his sofa, satisfied, rubbing my belly and burping contentedly.

[187]

Alan pressed his lips together, looking at me, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

[188]

After a while, he finally spoke:

[189]

"My mom

[190]

thinks you're my girlfriend."

[191]

"What?"

[192]

I immediately sat up straight. "How much did your mother see?

[193]

Did we take our clothes off?

[194]

At her age, she can't possibly watch the whole thing, right?

[195]

That would be

[196]

too mad for her."

[197]

"She saw you leaning in to kiss me. She could definitely guess what we were about to do. How could she keep watching after that?"

[198]

Alan looked at me as if I were an idiot.

[199]

I breathed a sigh of relief.

[200]

Then Alan added,

[201]

"She just took a picture of your face."

[202]

"What?"

[203]

I nearly jumped up.

[204]

Why would Ma'am take a picture? Is she going to post it around the neighborhood as a missing person notice?

[205]

Alan sighed deeply.

[206]

"She didn't mean anything by it, just wanted to show off to the relatives."

[207]

I didn't get it.

[208]

With Alan's looks, how could he possibly lack female attention?

[209]

If he had to show off every time, his family would be overwhelmed by relatives.

[210]

The key point is, I'm not even his girlfriend.

[211]

"Why don't you explain it to Ma'am?"

[212]

I blinked, asking sincerely.

[213]

Alan shook his head innocently.

[214]

"I don't want my mom to think I'm a playboy"

[215]

What a non-playboy.

[216]

I'm speechless.

[217]

"Fine, then let me be the

[218]

easy girl.

[219]

"Alan turned his face away, saying nothing.

[220]

Under the cold white light, his nose was straight and handsome, drawing a sharp line in the air.

[221]

I couldn't help but stare.

[222]

Suddenly, he turned his head, and our eyes met. His gaze was so bright, it had a mesmerizing power.

[223]

The atmosphere quickly heated up, something unseen pulling us closer, our noses almost touching.

[224]

Just as we were about to kiss, Alan said in a hoarse voice,

[225]

"You know, we can't help but be drawn to each other."

[226]

Realizing what I was about to do, I quickly retreated, my face burning like fire.

[227]

How did I almost surrender so easily?

[228]

Is it because I'm getting older?

[229]

Wait, what did he just say?

[230]

He scared me so much that I forgot.

[231]

In a flash, another thought crossed my mind, and I dashed out.

[232]

"Oh no, there are cameras here,

[233]

see

[234]

you"

[235]

At ten in the evening, I lay in bed scrolling through a streaming site, imagining Alan as the male lead, when a sharp pain twisted in my stomach.

[236]

It seemed to be getting worse.

[237]

The more happily I ate before, the more regretful I am now.

[238]

Not daring to delay, I dressed and crawled along the wall, struggling to move.

[239]

As I passed Alan's door, I deliberately quieted my movements, but he still heard me.

[240]

"Are you

[241]

staying out all night again?"

[242]

He leaned out, holding the door handle, and when he saw me, his expression changed instantly. He rushed over to support me.

[243]

"What's wrong?"

[244]

I rolled my eyes weakly.

[245]

"Your instant noodles are toxic."

[246]

"I'll get the car keys,

[247]

wait here."

[248]

With that, he turned around and froze.

[249]

Just as he rushed over to help me, I saw him close his own door.

[250]

So what was he surprised about?

[251]

I spoke earnestly, "

[252]

Alan, you're a bit careless."

[253]

Alan picked me up in his arms. "

[254]

Hmm, I'll change."

[255]

Huh?

[256]

His attitude was so good I didn't know how to respond.

[257]

He carried me steadily, and from my angle, his jawline was smooth and natural, his eyelashes long and thick, his furrowed brows exuding a heroic air, and he smelled pleasantly of wood, just the right amount.

[258]

After arriving at the hospital by taxi, Alan seemed familiar with the place, leading me straight to a doctor's office.

[259]

Before I could figure out what he was doing, I heard him call out, "Mom."

[260]

Then, a short, slightly plump female doctor walked up to me, removed her mask, and beamed with delight.

[261]

"Oh, I get to see you in person so soon."

[262]

I really wanted to flee.

[263]

Alan's mom gently pressed on my stomach, asking about my condition.

[264]

When she learned that Alan had fed me instant noodles and fried chicken after I stayed up all night without rest, she scolded him harshly.

[265]

"How do you take care of your girlfriend?

[266]

You're a grown man, and you still feed your girlfriend takeout? Can't you learn to cook?

[267]

Look at your dad,

[268]

when did he ever let me eat takeout?"

[269]

I sat there, overwhelmed with mixed emotions, not daring to lift my head.

[270]

Fortunately, Ma'am was considerate, held back her enthusiasm, quickly prescribed medicine, and sent Alan to take me for an injection.

[271]

Before we left, she said something that put a lot of pressure on me:

[272]

"Alan is so lucky to have such a lovely girlfriend like you.

[273]

"I really like you.

[274]

I'll visit you someday."

[275]

Alan was quite popular at the hospital, with young nurses shyly greeting him now and then.

[276]

Yet, he remained aloof, even distant.

[277]

I suddenly remembered when I wasn't very familiar with him, he was like this too-cold and reticent.

[278]

Nicole once told me, "You see, boys like him are very attractive to other boys."

[279]

The person beside me suddenly pulled my hand around his waist.

[280]

"Hold on tight,

[281]

they're always eyeing me."

[282]

The aloof male god is merely an appearance, this guy is truly an introverted charmer.

[283]

6

[284]

Alan really took his mom's words to heart.

[285]

After returning from the hospital, he insisted on staying at my place to cook porridge for me.

[286]

I was touched, but pretended otherwise. "Oh, no need,

[287]

I'm not even your girlfriend."

[288]

After two hours of hard work, Chef Alan personally served me a bowl of porridge with lean meat and vegetables, bitter with a hint of sourness, salty with a touch of sweetness.

[289]

It almost made me pass out.

[290]

Tears in my eyes, I looked at him. "Go back to your own place."

[291]

"Go back to your own place."

[292]

He looked at me, troubled.

[293]

"I don't have the key to get in."

[294]

"Call a

[295]

locksmith."

[296]

"It's too

[297]

late."

[298]

"Alright,

[299]

sleep on the sofa then."

[300]

"Are you still hungry?"

[301]

Alan's face looked genuinely concerned.

[302]

I don't dare to be hungry anymore.

[303]

I waved my hands repeatedly.

[304]

The next morning, when I got up and went to the living room, Alan was still asleep.

[305]

The bright morning light streamed through the window, casting a warm, healing scene.

[306]

Except his legs were hanging off the sofa, looking quite pitiful.

[307]

Maybe it was too bright, he had one hand over his eyes, the curve of his fingers was beautiful, his knuckles long, nails smooth, looking clean and comfortable.

[308]

A random piece of trivia popped into my head, making me blush instantly:

[309]

"The neater and cleaner a boyfriend's nails, the more he cares about his girlfriend."

[310]

Having never been in a relationship, how did I know so much theoretical knowledge?

[311]

Is this what they call talent wasted, a genius without a stage?

[312]

After freshening up, I was about to make breakfast when I found the dining table already set with thick, creamy porridge, steaming dumplings, fried dough sticks, corn, eggs, sweet and savory tofu pudding.

[313]

Who was this fairy godmother?

[314]

I looked at the sleeping Alan on the sofa and shook my head. With his personality, he must have ordered takeout.

[315]

Sure enough, I found the packaging in the garbage bin.

[316]

Judging by the order receipt, it was placed forty minutes ago.

[317]

Ah, so Alan had just gone to sleep?

[318]

How pitiful.

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