Christmas Monsoon - 15 Lying will be discovered

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Xu Huansi was originally going to pick her up, but with the festive atmosphere and increasing traffic in the evening, it would be difficult for him to make two trips, likely resulting in traffic jams. It would be better for Chen Ang to give her a ride instead. Although Xu Huansi was only a nominal director, he occasionally went to the company, like today, and since it was on his way, they could go home together.
As the car entered the city, it was stuck in traffic all the way. Finally, it arrived at the quiet and empty Lin'an Street. Just as Xu Huansi's company was in front of them, Chen Ang seemed to see something. He slowed down to full speed from a distance, freed one hand to reach for his phone, and honked the horn with the other.
Congcong knew they were afraid she would see something she shouldn't, and she was used to their tricks. But today, the streets were brightly lit, and the dazzling lights on the building facades were clearly visible. Congcong saw Xu Huansi walk out of the revolving door, quickly catch up with a girl, and when the girl turned around and saw him, she stopped. The two of them faced each other and started talking.
She is a "girl".
She looked quite young, slender and tall, wearing snow boots and a fluffy scarf. She looked up at him with her fair and delicate face upturned. Hearing the horn, she glanced back, but didn't understand. She turned back and continued talking.
He was clearly a green and inexperienced student. Even Chen Ang couldn't help but mutter to himself before even dialing Xu Huansi's number, "When did your brother change his taste?... Hey Congcong, don't take pictures!"
Congcong had finished taking photos and burst out laughing, "Isn't that how it's always portrayed in idol dramas? Changing your taste is true love."
This was the first time she'd caught Xu Huansi red-handed. Even after getting home and finishing dinner, she was still secretly laughing. Her grandmother asked, "Congcong, what are you laughing at?"
Xu Huansi glared at her warningly, and Cong Cong said seriously, "It's nothing, these days idol dramas are getting more and more outrageous."
Grandma sighed and said helplessly, "Don't look at those things that are harmful to young girls."
Congcong laughed even harder, "Yes, it's too harmful to young girls."
Seeing Xu Huansi's stern face, as if he was about to beat her up, she quickly ran outside, shouting, "I'm going to find Jin Susu!"
It was bustling outside. She and Jin Susu strolled along the crowded street for a while, each buying a cup of milk tea. It was a new flavor, with a fruit base mixed with rum. It looked pretty, but tasted horrifying. After taking a sip, the two of them jumped up in anger at the same time, shouting, "What a waste of fruit!"
Even so, they finished their drinks and went home arm in arm. The Xu family elders went to bed early, his aunt went abroad to spend the holiday with Xu Ting, and Xu Huanyi went to his classmate's party. The living room was quiet, with only the Christmas tree lights blinking.
Xu Huansi lay on the sofa, his long limbs stretched out, a book resting on his face, as if he had already fallen asleep.
Cong Cong approached slowly, cautiously, like a thief. But Xu Huansi was always very good at counter-surveillance. Without even looking, he grabbed her arm. Just as he was about to tighten his grip, he realized it was her, released his hand, put the book away, opened his eyes, and asked, "What are you doing?"
Congcong said, "When did you start liking those kinds of girls?"
To strike a snake at its vital point, Xu Huansi probably couldn't vent his anger today, and could only say helplessly, "I told you she's a colleague's sister, studying medicine in the United States. I'm asking about going abroad for research for you. I'm not lying to you."
Congcong didn't believe he could have a purely platonic relationship with a woman. "He's studying medicine in America, but he's still a student. Don't bully him, or you'll go too far."
Xu Huansi had drunk quite a bit at dinner, and he smelled slightly of alcohol on him. He rubbed his face wearily, seemingly annoyed, "It's really not what you think. Why would I lie to you?...You've been drinking?"
He could tell that Congcong was a little drunk and was making a fuss over him in a daze, just like when she was a child and would cry on Christmas Eve, wanting to build a snowman, otherwise she wouldn't go to sleep.
He knew he wasn't going to get past this tonight, so he stopped explaining, tossed the book onto the sofa, and said, "Fine. What do you want?"
Congcong knelt on the carpet beside the sofa, her face slightly flushed, her eyes sparkling as she gazed at him curiously. "Are you lying to me? I can tell by feeling your heart rate."
Congcong had studied human anatomy, but in class she could only rely on mannequins to barely memorize the information. Back in the dorm, several classmates would press each other's ribs, internal organs, and muscles, reciting their locations and technical terms. Last week, Congcong had even touched Xu Huanyi's chest, through his clothes, her touch precise and forceful, targeting his diaphragm, causing Xu Huanyi to scream in pain, "Didn't you say you were giving a massage? This isn't how you massage! Let me go!"
Xu Huansi raised an eyebrow, and Cong Cong had already leaned over, pressing one hand against the edge of the sofa and the other covering his left chest.
The twinkling lights on the Christmas tree suddenly changed from a slow flicker to a light, pulsating dance. He was only wearing a shirt, and her body heat almost instantly filled half of his chest, only then realizing that her palms were burning hot. Burning hot and damp, burning hot and soft.
Congcong whispered, "Brother, be careful, I'll find out if you lie."
Xu Huansi frowned, staring at her face, and asked, "How much did you drink?"
Congcong asked, "What kind of girl do you like?"
The two didn't exchange a single word in their three sentences, but no one noticed that she was intently counting his heartbeats. Xu Huansi didn't answer, but the heartbeat in her hand was a little fast. The aftereffects of the alcohol were kicking in, and Congcong felt her thinking was a little sluggish. She wasn't sure if Xu Huansi's heart was naturally beating this fast, so she moved closer and slowly counted his heartbeats.
The lights on the Christmas tree danced, illuminating Congcong's smooth, bright cheeks, a thin layer of downy hair like a halo around a priceless jewel. A hint of childishness still lingered in her eyes and brows, but only a trace; she was no longer the round-faced little girl. He, on the other hand, seemed to have reverted to that boastful boy, squatting before her, always feeling she was about to burst into tears, and thus at a loss for words.
When did it become like this?
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I was so anxious I slapped my thigh!
Something big is going to happen tomorrow too!

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