Seriously, buddy, are you crazy?

Why are you suddenly asking me what death feels like?

I know?

If I had known, would you still be able to stand here so calmly?

Chu Fang: "... ...you don't want to try it out, do you?"

"Not for now." Chang Shen shook his head. "I just often think about whether, after a person dies, their soul dissipates and disappears from the world, or whether there is a cycle of reincarnation in hell."

He glanced at Chu Fang and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I will live well. I have my own thoughts and understanding."

Walking along the street, Chu Fang and Chang Shen talked a lot. In the end, they determined that 'death' was just a passing thought, so he didn't say anything more.

Late at night or early morning.

Chang Shen stood on his balcony, overlooking the dazzling night view of Shanghai, and remained silent.

... ...

Summer has arrived a bit early in Shanghai this year; the temperature is already around 31 or 32 degrees Celsius in early June, which is quite hot.

With the arrival of summer, Chu Fang became even lazier than before, or rather, listless. He spent his days slumped over his workstation, not sleeping, just simply spacing out.

The only thing that interests me during the day is my evening walk.

As the sun set and the weather grew cool and a gentle breeze blew, Zhong Tingyue took Chu Fang's arm and strolled through the streets and alleys.

"Come on, take a look! It's a clearance sale, the cheapest in the world! Last day of the sale! Whether we sell out or not, I'm not setting up a stall anymore today."

Zhong Rou stood on a high place, holding a megaphone, and shouted loudly.

Chu Fang: "..."

My sister-in-law's "last day clearance sale" has been going on for several days, but every new day feels like the "last day."

Recently, she's been using a hit-and-run tactic, moving from one location to another to scam as many people as she can.

You know what, this method, though old-fashioned, can actually fool people.

Chu Fang took out his phone and sent a message to his sister-in-law.

[Solo player in dating: Give me thirty, or I'll expose your tricks.]

When Zhong Rou saw the message, she also saw her 'brother-in-law' watching from a distance, pouting and looking angry.

[Rou Rouzi: Brother-in-law, you're extorting me!]

[Solo player in a dating game: Yeah, go ahead and sue me, or give me money.]

[Rou Rouzi transferred 30 yuan to you.]

Chu Fang accepted the red envelope with a smile.

“Give me 20,” Zhong Tingyue said from the side.

"Why do I only get 30, but you get 20?" Chu Fang asked, glancing sideways.

“If you don’t give it to me, I’ll expose Zhong Rou’s tricks, then tell Zhong Rou the whole story, saying that you instructed me to do it, and in the end, I’ll make Zhong Rou hate you.”

Chu Fang: "..."

Nothing is more poisonous than a woman's heart; that saying is so true.

Zhong Tingyue, you're toxic!

Zhong Tingyue's pretty face beamed with a smile, like a flower in bloom: "Are you angry?"

"Yes."

"I'm sorry then."

"Besides an apology?"

“That’s all,” Zhong Tingyue said. “I offer you any verbal apology other than any physical action.”

"Zhong Tingyue, you seem to be getting more and more shameless."

This woman speaks in a sarcastic and mean way now, and she often manages to hurt his feelings.

“Isn’t it something I learned from someone?” Zhong Tingyue rolled her eyes.

People who aren't family don't enter the same door.

After spending a lot of time with Chu Fang, she learned a lot of cheeky and sarcastic language, and sometimes she would unconsciously say things that were very cheeky.

Chu Fang didn't continue the conversation on that topic. Looking at the young couples taking wedding photos on the riverbank, something suddenly popped into his mind: "By the way, Ms. Zhong, I'll take you somewhere."

"I'm not going."

Chu Fangcai didn't care whether she went or not, and pulled Zhong Tingyue to hail a taxi.

Before long, they arrived at a quiet street, and Zhong Tingyue looked up at the signboard 'Micro Era'.

Why did you bring me here?

This is the clothing design shop that designs and makes clothes for Chu Fang every month. Zhong Tingyue remembers it vividly; it was strong evidence that she had caught Chu Fang red-handed back then.

"Design a wedding dress," Chu Fang said.

It's June now, and there are still four months until our wedding on National Day, but there are some things we can do in advance to avoid being rushed at the last minute.

Chu Fang then pulled Zhong Tingyue into the store. The shop assistant at the door recognized Chu Fang and bowed slightly, saying, "Hello, Mr. Chu."

"Okay," Chu Fang replied.

Upon entering the store, the store manager, Cen Li, immediately spotted Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue and quickly approached them, saying, "Mr. Chu, Ms. Zhong."

Chu Fang got straight to the point: "Manager Cen, I hope you can design a wedding dress for Zhong Tingyue that is one of a kind in the world."

“No problem.” Cen Li nodded, then said to Zhong Tingyue, “Miss Zhong, please, let me take your measurements.”

Thank you.

Then, guided by Cen Li, Zhong Tingyue went deeper into the store. Chu Fang originally wanted to follow, but Zhong Tingyue stopped him: "I'm taking measurements, what are you doing following me?"

Chu Fang was silent for a few seconds: "No one in the whole world knows your size better than me."

Beside her, Cen Li pursed her lips, smiling brightly.

Zhong Tingyue's pretty face flushed slightly. She glared at Chu Fang, then turned and walked inside with a huff.

Entering the private room, Cen Li measured Zhong Tingyue's measurements. Looking at the size chart, she couldn't help but think to herself, "No wonder Mr. Chu is so fascinated by this Miss Zhong. This is the figure that countless women dream of."

Zhong Tingyue's figure is not the currently popular "thin is beautiful" type, but rather "gentle and graceful". Her figure is like a willow branch swaying gently in spring, slender yet resilient, with a soft waist, as if she could dance the most moving melody with a gentle twist.

Chu Fang sat in the hall waiting for Zhong Tingyue, looking around.

Suddenly, someone walked in through the door. A beautiful woman carrying a bag came in from outside, swaying her figure as she walked and instructed the girl wearing glasses beside her: "Xiaoli, I don't want to work tomorrow. Cancel all the work."

"Oh? Sister Zhou, we made an appointment a long time ago," the girl with glasses said. "If we don't finish filming that scene, the whole crew won't be able to start work."

The beautiful woman said, "I don't care, I don't want to film tomorrow."

The girl with glasses opened her mouth as if to say something, but ultimately remained silent.

The beautiful woman entered and, led by a waiter, began selecting clothes. She bought every single item she liked, demonstrating her considerable wealth.

Just as she was happily shopping, she suddenly noticed a gaze. Chu Fang was looking in her direction with a strange smile on his face, tinged with a hint of lewdness.

The beautiful woman immediately felt insulted and stormed over, demanding, "What are you looking at?"

Chu Fang withdrew his gaze and looked at the woman in front of him: "I..."

After saying just one word, the beautiful woman continued, "I've discovered your lewd thoughts. You're a despicable sleazy man. Don't try to excuse yourself; your excuses are the facts. As a public figure, I cannot tolerate your harassment. I must call the police."

Chu Fang: "...May I ask who you are?"

"Hehe." Upon hearing this, the beautiful woman laughed. "See? I've seen through you. You don't even know who I am? That's your biggest flaw!"

He paused, then continued, "I'm warning you, take your lewd gaze back and apologize to me, or I will never forgive you today."

Chu Fang: "..."

He sensed that the girl in front of him seemed to have misunderstood something, but wasn't particularly angry.

No one is perfect; everyone makes mistakes.

He said softly, "Is it possible that I didn't see you?"

Beautiful woman: "Impossible!"