Chapter 10

Chapter 10

"Whenever you get married, I'll have the surgery!"

Although eavesdropping is somewhat unseemly, this topic made Shu Yaoqing stop involuntarily.

"Got it, grandma, you should rest first."

When the phone was hung up, Shu Yao vaguely heard Shen Ye's low sigh.

Having seen all kinds of methods of forcing marriage, for Shu Yao, using surgery to force marriage was not an eye-opener.

She leaned against the wall and waited for a while before pretending nothing had happened and pushing open the sliding door.

The man turned around when he heard the sound.

Their eyes met.

Shu Yao smelled the aroma of noodles.

My stomach's reaction became more intense.

She changed the subject: "Are you cooking noodles?"

Shen Ye nodded, opened the lid of the pot, took out the noodles, and put them into the hot soup on the side.

Although there are instant noodles in the pot, the soup is yellow and looks like chicken soup. I don’t know where it comes from.

It's quite particular.

Shu Yao glanced at the amount of noodles in the pot and hinted, "Did you cook too much?"

Shen Ye: "I have a big appetite."

"..." Shu Yao hinted again, "It's not good to eat too much at night."

"If you want to eat, just tell me."

"I don't."

Shen Ye put down the bowl, leaned his backhand on the cleaning table, and looked at her leisurely.

His gaze held a hint of oppression. Shu Yao clenched her hands and said honestly, "A little bit."

Only then did Shen Ye pick up the bowl and hand it to her.

Shu Yao was stunned for a moment, then took it and thanked him.

Not wanting to disturb everyone's rest, the two of them sat at the dining table and ate quietly.

When the bowl of noodles was almost finished, Xu Zhaoli, Zhao Meir, and a best man walked into the living room chatting animatedly.

Seeing the two sitting opposite each other eating noodles, Zhao Meier greeted them warmly, "Hey? You two haven't slept yet? It's just right. We bought some cards and Jenga. Want to play?"

"Don't other people want to play?" Shu Yao asked.

Zhao Meier dumped the contents of the bag onto the coffee table. "Hey, there are two more who are completely gone and have fallen asleep. It's just the five of us."

Shu Yao was not originally very interested in this kind of entertainment, but today she was in a depressed mood and not sleepy at all, so she thought it would not be a bad thing to relax.

So she agreed with a smile.

Since there were so many people, it was difficult to distribute the cards, so everyone chose to play Jenga. Seeing Zhao Meier stacking the small wooden cards layer by layer, Shu Yao asked curiously, "This seems different from the ones I played when I was a kid?"

Zhao Meier casually picked up a wooden sign with a question written on it. "This is a game of truth or dare. Some of the signs have questions, and some don't. You have to answer the one you draw. It all depends on luck. Whoever loses the game will receive the ultimate punishment."

Shu Yao was obviously the unlucky one.

Zhao Meier and Xu Zhaoli, who were in front, both drew ordinary cards, but she, who followed closely behind, drew the truth in one go.

【Childhood sweetheart or a match made in heaven? 】

Shu Yao rubbed the wooden sign in her hand. This question was a bit difficult for her because she had never thought about having a man by her side, let alone considering whether he was a childhood sweetheart or a man born from heaven.

But purely speaking of these two choices, she would rather believe in love that grows over time than love at first sight.

So, after thinking for a moment, Shu Yao answered uncertainly: "Childhood sweethearts."

Chen Ye pulled the corner of his mouth, and took out a cigarette from the cigarette box on the coffee table without any expression, but did not light it. He held it between his fingers as if playing with it.

Shu Yao didn't notice his unintentional action. Xu Zhaoli glanced at him, but quickly asked him to choose a wooden sign and skipped the topic.

As luck would have it, there were also words on Chen Ye's wooden sign -

【The thing I want to do most right now. 】

He casually threw the wooden sign into a box beside him and said jokingly, "Does it count as marriage?"

A burst of laughter followed.

Xu Zhaoli chuckled and said, "Come on, with your dog-like temper, I'll still recognize you as my father even if we get married at the age of eighty."

"Okay." Chen Ye took a sip of water, tapped the wall of the cup lightly with his index finger, and smiled nonchalantly.

No one took it seriously, but Shu Yao felt that he didn't seem to be joking. Perhaps the phone call just now did make him make some decision in his mind?

After two rounds of the game, it returned to Shu Yao's hands.

This time she drew a random card—

[Answer questions from anyone present]

Everyone looked at each other, and Zhao Meier was the first to raise her hand: "The type of boy you like."

Shu Yao thought for a moment and smiled helplessly: "I don't know either. Maybe, mature, smart, and handsome?"

Xu Zhaoli's eyes unconsciously turned to Chen Ye again. He saw him leaning against the corner of the sofa, his right hand still playing with the cigarette, his eyelids slightly drooping, his emotions unreadable.

Xu Zhaoli hesitated to speak, but couldn't help but ask, "That's not right. By your standards, how did you view Zhou Beichuan back then? Is this the case of beauty in the eyes of the beholder?"

Zhou Beichuan.

Except for Zhao Meir, the other four people were all from Fuchuan No. 3 Middle School, so they had all heard of this name. It's just that it has been so long that they had almost forgotten it. But now it seems as if the switch of memory has been pressed.

The best man echoed, "I remember that, too. They say you two were childhood sweethearts, and you've been in love with him for years. You don't know, but when we were chatting in the dormitory that night, the young man was heartbroken. I don't know what good deeds Zhou Beichuan must have done in his past life."

Xu Zhaoli vaguely remembered Zhou Beichuan's appearance. He had an ordinary look at best and could not be called handsome. He even had a scar on his face. Whether in terms of appearance or academic performance, he could not compare with Shu Yao.

So Xu Zhaoli didn't believe the rumor at first, until one day, she and Chen Ye were pulled out to assist, and the four of them accidentally ran into Zhou Beichuan while eating in a restaurant.

Shu Yao is very distant from everyone else, but she is gentle and obedient to Zhou Beichuan.

When Shu Yao heard Zhou Beichuan say that he had not eaten yet, he immediately said goodbye to them and left with him. It was that day that they confirmed from Zhao Tiantian that the two were a real couple.

Faced with this old news, they discussed it with great interest.

Shu Yao just smiled and avoided the question: "That seems to be three questions already."

Xu Zhaoli was about to continue speaking when he suddenly felt a cold gaze falling on him. He swallowed his words back and said with a smile, "That's right. Ask again when it's your turn."

The game continues.

But after Shu Yao mastered the game skills, he obviously got much better at it.

After another round, it was Chen Ye's turn. The Jenga game in front of him was already shaky. Most of the wooden cards would undoubtedly collapse if they were pulled out. The few that were still solid were concentrated in the middle part. There were a few places that were supported by three cards at the same time, so it felt that the balance could be maintained by pulling out the middle card.

Shu Yao had already chosen the one he thought was the most reliable, and wanted to wait for his turn to draw.

Unfortunately, Chen Ye also happened to choose that piece.

With a poke of the index finger, the wooden card slid down from the middle, but perhaps the force was not controlled well, and as the wooden card fell, the entire stacking game collapsed with a loud crash.

"Wow!" The living room became lively.

Shu Yao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling fortunate that he had escaped the great adventure by accident.

Shen Ye looked unconcerned and said, “Go ahead.”

Zhao Meier's dark pupils turned, and a smile appeared on her face: "How about this, you pick a WeChat friend and send a message."

Shen Ye took out his phone from his pocket: "What?"

Zhao Meir waved her phone at him, indicating that the copy had been sent to him.

Chen Ye fiddled with it for only four or five seconds, and then turned off the phone after sending it.

After playing two more rounds, it was almost three in the morning. The best man was the first to say that he was sleepy. Thinking that he had to drive back to Fuchuan tomorrow, everyone packed up and went upstairs.

Shu Yao didn't bring her cell phone downstairs and threw it at the end of the bed. She lifted the quilt, picked up the phone and looked at the screen.

There was actually a message from Shen Ye on it.

Chen Ye: [Do you know what my shortcomings are? ]

She didn't pay attention to the time and thought it was just sent by Shen Ye. Although she didn't understand why he suddenly started to reflect on himself in the middle of the night, she still thought about it seriously.

It would be too hypocritical to say that I have no flaws, but I'm afraid of hurting his feelings if I say it harshly.

After Shu Yao pondered, he compromised and replied: [Does it count as being impolite to others sometimes?]

Shen Ye: [? 】

Is he dissatisfied? She said "sometimes", not always, and "not polite", not impolite, which is already very tactful.

Shu Yao looked at the sending time above and suddenly came to his senses.

etc.

Chen Ye sent this message more than an hour ago. They were playing games at that time. Why did he suddenly send her this message?

So, this is the big adventure?

Shu Yao felt strange, so he copied Chen Ye's words into the search engine, only to find that it seemed to be a cheesy love talk, and the standard answer was:

【I have shortcomings.】

Shu Yao: “……?”

*

At noon, when Shu Yao got up, Chen Ye was the only one left in the living room, leaning on the dining table and drinking water leisurely.

Shu Yao looked around: "Where are they?"

"Leaving now."

"Ah? Five of them squeezed into one car? Actually, they can share the space."

"Who knows." Chen Ye put down the cup, picked up the car keys beside him, hooked his index finger on the ring and turned it in a circle, with a nonchalant smile on his face, "Maybe he doesn't want to ride in a car with an impolite person."

"..." Shu Yao smiled and asked sincerely, "You don't have procrastination, do you?"

Judging from the speed at which he takes revenge.

As expected, Chen Ye understood what she meant in an instant, and nodded her head with the puppy doll on the car key: "That's a very advanced scolding."

There was no other way, Shu Yao could only get into the car with him. In order to appear not to be impolite by treating him as the driver, she still sat in the passenger seat.

Neither of them talked much, only chatting a sentence or two occasionally.

Halfway through, a voice message from his mother popped up on Shu Yao's phone screen.

Shu Meiru usually spoke to her in dialect, which could not be converted into text. Shu Yao didn't have headphones on, so she could only turn down the volume and press the play button.

"That young man named Chen..."

“…”

Shu Yao pressed the pause button in a panic, and froze in his seat instantly as if his blood was pricked.

I hope he didn't hear it... I hope he didn't hear it... and he probably doesn't understand the dialect of her mother's hometown?

This expectation was shattered with Shen Ye's slow question.

"What boy surnamed Chen?"

"Chen..." Shu Yao replied calmly, "My mom is watching the drama about the actor who plays Shi Lang recently."

For someone of her mother's age, calling Teacher Chen "young man" doesn't seem so difficult to understand... right?

Anyway, Shen Ye looked at it without any doubt.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but the nervousness of almost being exposed did not subside. Shu Yao didn't even dare to listen any further and planned to reply to his mother's message after returning home.

My heart was pounding.

Shu Yao clicked on the WeChat subscription account to divert his attention.

I just received a push from the WeChat public account of Bowen Art Network.

Due to the magical push mechanism, Shu Yao did not receive the push immediately, but four hours after it was released.

The headline was the article she had finished writing in the early morning. She clicked on it and was about to scroll down when her eyes swept across the upper left corner and she was stunned.

At that moment, Shu Yao's eyes turned cold.

Because in the author column on the upper left corner, there are three big words written:

Lin Ruiyang.