Chapter 56 056 She took the initiative to touch him.

Shi Chuan heard the answer that knocked on his heart, and looked up at Tang Sijia.

Tang Sijia's eyelids were drooping, and she didn't know where she was looking. Her expression was very calm, even though she had just promised him a more private thing.

But he was still happy in his heart.

For him, this was a big step towards intimacy.

Thinking of this, Shi Chuan felt like he was back to the nervousness when he first fell in love: "Do you need me to do anything?" He asked softly, then remembered something and was silent, "Or, do you want me to be like Song Xiuren back then..."

Tang Sijia's eyelids moved, and finally looked up at him. After a long time, she said: "Shi Chuan, you don't have to be like others."

"You like her, don't you?" Shi Chuan asked softly.

This sentence was repeated over and over again in the nightmare day after day.

"I do like Xiuren, but that doesn't mean I will project this love onto a substitute."

"Xiuren and I have always been on good terms. We really like each other and we really separate when we are apart. We never need another person to make up for it in another way."

Shi Chuan's face turned pale.

He thought of their unbearable separation, the hurt he had caused her, but now he still couldn't make up for it. He was eager to make up for it and beg for her love...

Tang Sijia noticed his expression and looked at his phone beside the bed: "Last night, you saw the birthday wishes Xiuren sent me, didn't you?"

Shi Chuan's pupils changed, and he lowered his head without lying: "...Yes."

Tang Sijia pondered for a few seconds, unlocked his phone, and opened the chat history with Song Xiuren: "He wished me a happy birthday, and I thanked him, that's all."

Shi Chuan glanced at her hesitantly, and then looked at the phone screen.

Under the "Happy Birthday" message was a simple "Thank you".

The nightmare that had plagued him all night seemed to dissipate so easily, and he belatedly felt a hint of joy in his heart because of her explanation.

Shi Chuan looked at Tang Sijia's frank expression, and did not expose Song Xiuren's intention to wait until 0:21 to send a message. He just curled his lips slowly: "I know, sister."

The voice was much more obedient than before.

Tang Sijia frowned, glanced at him, put away her phone, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

"What are you doing?" Shi Chuan was startled by her action and hurried forward.

"I don't feel any pain anymore, I can go home." Tang Sijia looked at him inexplicably.

Shi Chuan pursed his lips, squatted down and was about to help her pick up her shoes.

Tang Sijia's movements froze: "You don't have to..."

"You have a stomachache, so don't bend over," Shi Chuan said in a muffled voice, and then he thought of something and looked up at her, "Sister, I know you can't accept being close to me, I'm willing to wait for you to take the initiative to get close to me."

"But before that, can you get used to my not-so-extraordinary approach little by little?"

Tang Sijia looked at the boy's serious eyes, and from a high angle, she inexplicably felt that the boy's eyes were filled with a request that people couldn't bear to refuse.

She didn't refuse again in the end.

In the remaining days, Tang Sijia obviously found that the breakfast and dinner prepared by Shi Chuan became more and more rich, with many foods with high nutritional value and blood-enriching.

She had discussed with Shi Chuan that if he was busy with work, he didn't need to spend so much time on three meals a day, but what he didn't tell her was that he would only have a feeling of satisfaction and happiness when he prepared meals for her every day.

It seemed... they had already been a newlywed couple.

On Thursday, Shi Chuan had something to do in the company, so Tang Sijia made dinner herself.

Maybe people like Shi Chuan are extremely talented in everything, including cooking. Maybe it was because she had been spoiled by her appetite during this period. When Tang Sijia ate the dinner she prepared again, she actually felt a little dull.

After dinner, she read a book for a while, and then the doorbell rang.

Shi Chuan stood outside the door, his eyes unusually bright.

He handed her a thick stack of documents, and then looked at her intently, like a puppy who had done a good deed, wagging its tail to seek praise from its owner.

"What is this?" Tang Sijia opened the document in confusion, and then was stunned.

This is an unreserved public disclosure document of assets, equity, cash flow, and real estate, as well as a property transfer agreement signed by Shi Chuan.

The assets on the books alone are not just "huge".

Tang Sijia felt that a heavy mountain of gold was pressed on her hand, and subconsciously wanted to return the document to Shi Chuan, but Shi Chuan held her wrist instead: "I know you don't want these."

Tang Sijia paused slightly.

"But I know even more that my credit is bankrupt in your heart," Shi Chuan said seriously, "Even if I say that I will help you overcome the negative reactions I bring to you, the anxiety is always buried deep in your heart."

"Sister, I hope you can accept my approach under the premise of having unlimited security."

"So I beg you to accept this document, so that you can easily control me, and even if you want," he looked at her, "you can subvert the entire Hansi."

He used to use her and deceive her for Hansi.

Now, he handed all his weights, including Hansi, to her.

Just like a beast pulling out its fangs and a hunter surrendering its pistol.

He wanted to make up for his long-bankrupt credit and wanted to gain her trust.

Tang Sijia looked at the person in front of her in a daze.

She didn't expect that he noticed her emotions.

She did think that for him, even if he later found that he couldn't get her so-called "love", he could still go back to be the heir of his Hansi Group.

So, whether it was promising him to accompany her or promising him to help her overcome the vomiting reaction, she was cautious and perfunctory, unwilling to let herself really invest.

But now, he told her that the document that determines the fate of such a large group is in her hands.

"Take it, sister." The boy's voice was hoarse and bewitching.

It was as if at this moment, he was the document, begging her to take him in.

Tang Sijia pursed her lips for a long time: "... I can't take it, Shi Chuan."

The light in Shi Chuan's eyes gradually dimmed: "Don't be so anxious to reject me, you take a look at the document first, I will let the lawyers interpret the notarization for you..."

"Shi Chuan, you should know that our problem is not here," Tang Sijia said, "I know you want me to feel safe, but if you put such a huge amount of funds and group on me, I will be more uneasy. Everyone has their own upper limit of what they can bear, and so do I."

Shi Chuan listened to her carefully. After nearly a minute, he took back the group's equity document: "Just accept these, okay?"

Before she could speak, he said urgently: "I am not forcing you to accept it, I just hope you can keep it and retain the right to sign."

Tang Sijia was silent for a moment: "...Okay."

"But you can take it back anytime."

Shi Chuan automatically ignored the second half of her sentence, smiled with curved lips, and the next second he placed a familiar old phone and a new phone on the pile of documents.

"What are you doing?" Tang Sijia wondered.

"I have been using the phone you gave me, and the phone I use for work, the passwords are 250218," Shi Chuan said seriously, "William said that if you want me to trust you, you must eliminate all the dark sides that may breed suspicion and doubt."

"All my social tools, you can view them anytime you want."

Tang Sijia paused: "Wouldn't that mean I have seen all your business..." secrets.

Before she finished her words, she recalled the scene a few minutes ago when he wanted to put the entire group in her hands. She paused in her heart: "I don't want to watch it now, maybe later."

This sentence undoubtedly agreed to him. Shi Chuan's mood seemed to have reached its peak. He nodded and agreed. After a moment, he remembered something: "Do you want to see me play basketball this weekend?"

Tang Sijia was surprised: "Basketball?"

"Someone from the University of Economics and Business suddenly contacted me and said that there would be a friendly match this week. They hoped that I could help them play a game."

When mentioning the University of Economics and Business, Tang Sijia's eyes were a little dazed. After a while, he said: "Your wrist..."

"It's fine now." Shi Chuan, who was concerned, smiled and showed his wrist.

The centipede-shaped scar lay there, which was very similar to the one on her wrist.

*

The basketball game was held on Sunday afternoon.

Tang Sijia still sat in the front row seat reserved for her by Shi Chuan as usual, watching the teenagers running and jumping on the court.

It was already winter, and even with the heating on, the huge gymnasium still had a trace of coldness.

But the students watching around and the young players running freely on the court injected a touch of enthusiasm and warmth into the chill.

"Who is wearing the No. 7 jersey?"

"Does anyone know the boy wearing the No. 7 jersey?"

"So handsome!"

The whispers around her reached her ears, and Tang Sijia came back to her senses and looked at Shi Chuan jumping up on the court. The big number 7 on his jersey was particularly obvious.

He wore a white hairband, and his posture was agile and flexible. He was as startled as a swimming dragon and as agile as a cheetah. He passed through the siege with the ball and jumped into the air.

The hormones of youth were vented unscrupulously at this moment.

Tang Sijia's eyes fell on his back unconsciously. As he ran, the loose jersey and the corner of the black Buck rose tattoo on his shoulder were looming.

She couldn't help but feel dazed.

For a moment, it seemed as if nothing had happened. She had just had a dream on the basketball court. When she woke up, he was still the boy. After the basketball game, he would come to her to ask for credit, call her "sister" sweetly, and say, "I won the game, what are you going to reward me?"

"Hello, senior sister?" someone called softly.

Tang Sijia suddenly came back to her senses, and a sudden sense of panic surged in her heart.

She could not remember the specific shape of the tattoo, but her shoulder was faintly burning and swollen.

"Senior sister?" The person next to her called again.

Tang Sijia turned her head and saw a handsome boy wearing glasses looking at her embarrassedly. He held a mobile phone in his hand and showed the QR code, "I am Lin Sen from the School of Mathematics. Can I add you as a friend?"

Tang Sijia was startled. She did not expect that someone would take the initiative to add her. She smiled and said, "Sorry..."

Before she finished speaking, there was a harsh sound of footsteps rubbing against the rubber ground on the court, and then the basketball fell to the ground, bounced a few times, and the sound of someone falling was heard.

"Why did boy No. 7 fall down?"

"I think he fell pretty hard, are you okay..."

There was a commotion.

"Shi Chuan, how are you?" Soon all the players on his team surrounded Shi Chuan.

Tang Sijia was stunned and followed the gazes of the crowd.

Through the overlapping players, in the gaps between people, she met Shi Chuan's gaze.

He fell to the ground, his face pale, and he was staring at her with his lips tightly pursed.

Tang Sijia paused, inexplicably avoiding his sight, and turned to look at the boy next to him: "Sorry, I have graduated for several years, and it is not convenient to add friends."

The boy opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but a tall and thin figure came up behind him, stood behind him, and looked at Tang Sijia gently: "Sister."

The boy looked at the boy behind him, stagnated for a few seconds, and left angrily.

Shi Chuan sat quietly beside Tang Sijia, without saying a word.

"You are not going to play?" Tang Sijia asked.

Shi Chuan's eyelashes moved.

He came to play this game just to let her see that he was actually very good.

However, it made more people see her beauty.

At one point, he wanted to lock her in an empty room with him, and never be separated for the rest of their lives.

"No need." Shi Chuan suppressed those crazy and dark thoughts and responded harmlessly.

In the first half of the game, Shi Chuan opened up a big gap in the score. In the second half, due to Shi Chuan's absence, the score gradually narrowed, but at the last second, relying on a slight score advantage, they won the victory.

Tang Sijia went to the private lounge at the back with Shi Chuan. Along the way, they met many girls who were boldly and enthusiastically discussing the performance of the players just now.

"Did you see the biceps of the guy in No. 4? I really want to touch it!"

"It's too big, like two dragon fruits tied to a piece of sugar cane, No. 9 is better..."

"Do you like spare ribs?"

"If you ask me, it has to be No. 7. Although I can't see the abdominal muscles, looking at that face, the lines of the arms and calves, it's so beautiful that it's illegal!"

"I agree with this!"

"Agree..."

Tang Sijia watched the girls walking in groups not far away, and her eyes fell on the arm of the boy beside her.

Beside her, Shi Chuan suddenly stopped: "Sister."

Tang Sijia abruptly retracted her gaze.

"Do you want to touch it?" Shi Chuan asked softly, and the empty corridor seemed to echo.

Tang Sijia frowned, and when she heard what he said clearly, a wave of heat immediately surged on her face: "I don't..."

Before she finished speaking, Shi Chuan turned his head and looked at her seriously. His deep eyes were like hooks, looking into her heart.

With the breath of moisture and light fragrance coming, he said in a hoarse voice: "Sister, I won't have close contact with you without your permission, but you can touch me anytime."

"You can try to touch me, just as a test, a game, or even, don't think of me as myself, but as those actors you interviewed," his voice became deeper and deeper, "You like it, don't you?"

"I belong to you, you can play with it anytime..."

Tang Sijia was stunned, his wrist was lifted up by a big hand, and his taut, distinct abdominal muscles rose and fell under the fingertips...

Shi Chuan stared at the woman in front of him without blinking, and her simple touch made him want to gasp several times.

But he was also afraid, afraid that there would be a trace of disgust on her face, afraid that she would be uncomfortable...

In fear and lust, his Adam's apple rolled violently, and a drop of sweat rolled down his cheek.

"Where is Shi Chuan? We have to thank him very much..."

The noisy footsteps of the players came from far away.

Tang Sijia was startled and quickly withdrew his hand. The moment he looked down, he realized that the hand holding his wrist had been loosened at some point.

Shi Chuan's tense body suddenly relaxed, and he felt a soreness in his eyes.

She took the initiative to touch him.

She did not have the urge to feel sick.