Chapter 3 You Are Not Right for Me

Xu Shuozhou shook his head tiredly.

He watched the video many times, but he still found it hard to accept that he was the one who gave the key to Shen Shiman...

"How is this possible? How is this possible?" He covered his head, as if he was about to grow a tumor, and kept muttering words like "Impossible, absolutely impossible".

After a while, he held his head and cried out in pain...

Shen Shiman looked at him with a strange expression, and asked uncertainly: "Are you going to have a tumor?"

After all, at this age, it is unlikely that he will have a smart brain.

Finally, accompanied by a police comrade, Shen Shiman sent Xu Shuozhou to the hospital for a full-body examination.

Used Xu Shuozhou's medical insurance card.

The result of the examination was that Xu Shuozhou's head was hit and there was a blood clot blocking something. Shen Shiman didn't quite understand what was going on, but it was probably that Xu Shuozhou had lost part of his memory...

It's a bit melodramatic and a bit outrageous.

"…My request is to give me a detailed report of the case, with an official seal and Xu Shuozhou's signature and fingerprints. After all, my reputation has been damaged and my soul has been frightened. I need him to apologize to me in person and publish a handwritten apology letter publicly for at least three days."

Shen Shiman made his own appeal: "Xu Shuozhou fabricated facts and framed me for stealing his house keys, breaking into his house illegally, and having evil intentions. In this case, he should at least be detained for less than five days or fined less than 500 yuan, right?

My only requirement for accepting the mediation is that he formally apologize to me and restore my reputation."

Her face was serious: "If he refuses, I will legally use the rights granted to me by law to investigate Xu Shuozhou for the reputational damage he has caused me!"

Shen Shiman refused to give in on the outcome of this matter.

Fortunately, the process was a little tortuous, but it was completed smoothly.

Under the supervision of the police, Xu Shuozhou personally wrote an apology letter of no less than 200 words.

Shen Shiman felt refreshed. He accepted the mediation result and signed it.

When we left the police station, it was already dark outside.

Looking at the cars of all sizes coming and going on the street, she let out a small breath.

What I thought was going to be a romantic night turned out to be a completely unlucky day.

She...can't get a taxi!!

"An Tian, ​​do you have time to pick me up now? I'm at the bus stop next to the xx police station. The road is being repaired here recently, so the buses are out of service and there are no taxis available."

On the phone, An Tian was shocked at first, and then asked her worriedly why she went to the police station: "...Shouldn't you be enjoying your lover's skin right now?"

"Don't mention it. It's unlucky just thinking about it..." Shen Shiman's eyebrows were cold. When he thought of Xu Shuozhou, he still felt that he was blind: "Is it convenient for you to pick me up now?"

An Tian hummed twice: "I've changed my clothes, I'll be right there."

Shen Shiman hung up the phone and waited at the roadside for his best friend to pick him up with peace of mind.

When his eyes fell on the billboard not far away, his expression was a little dazed...

The man in the advertisement has a handsome and delicate face. He is the movie emperor Song Wenxing, who became an overnight sensation a few years ago with the first ancient idol fairy tale drama in China.

"This face... is as beautiful and sleep-inducing as ever." Shen Shiman murmured unconsciously, his eyes already drifting away.

The sound of tires rubbing against the ground brought the person who was staring at the bus stop sign back to his senses: "An Tian, ​​you finally..."

Shen Shi slowly swallowed the words "I'm here" back into her stomach. She stared blankly at the man who had gotten off the car and stood in front of her. It took her a long time to find her voice: "Why is it you?!"

Shen Shiman instinctively wanted to escape.

She slept with this man!!!

Or the kind that blocks people as soon as they put on their pants!!

Song Wenxing reached out and grabbed Shen Shiman, who was feeling guilty and wanted to escape, and pulled him back in front of him.

Gnashing teeth: "Where are you going, ex-girlfriend?"

Shen Shiman looked at the familiar face and licked his lips instinctively, thinking of countless teaching actions in his mind.

This man is still so handsome that makes people want to sleep...

Then I wanted to escape even more.

However, Song Wenxing held on too tightly and she had to struggle hard to break free.

The man with an indifferent face, who gave off an aura of keeping strangers away, looked down at his empty hands, his eyes seemed to be hurt, and he was as fragile as an abandoned little animal.

Shen Shiman: "..."

Who can stand the king showing weakness? !

She couldn't move her feet.

Song Wenxing couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, but soon returned to his hurt look: "Sister, don't you really want to see me? We've already slept together, and I didn't force you to be responsible..." He was in a teary mood.

Shen Shiman uttered "uh" and said nothing else.

Guilty heart.

Her mind couldn't stop recalling that night, and she had enjoyed many details of the beautiful woman in front of her.

Leave as many traces as you can, appreciate the desire and confusion in people's eyes, and feel full of freshness and satisfaction.

until……

After dawn, the man beside her woke up and, like every morning when they were together, came over to her and asked for a good morning kiss.

Shen Shiman did not refuse and responded delicately. It was not until their lips parted that she spoke calmly, "Let's break up."

There was not a trace of unnecessary emotion in the tone of the statement.

"W-what?"

Song Wenxing suspected that there was something wrong with his ears. He hadn't even put his clothes back on yet. He looked dazed, unable to understand how everything seemed to have changed overnight.

"Your size isn't right for me."

As if he didn't notice the disbelief and self-doubt in people's eyes, Shen Shiman calmly stood up and put on his clothes: "I have asked someone to prepare breakfast. Just press the room phone and someone will bring it to you. The room will be reserved until 4 pm, so you can sleep a little longer."

Still with that gentle and intimate tone, Song Wenxing suspected that the breakup just now was just an illusion...

It was not until he saw the glaring red exclamation mark and friend verification reminder on his phone that he had to accept the fact: Shen Shiman had eaten him up and ran away!!!

"You make it sound like I will take responsibility if you ask me to."

Shen Shiman gently lifted her hair and smiled nonchalantly: "Sister only knows how to take on debts, not responsibilities."

Song Wenxing: “…”

After so many years, he actually wanted to ask Shen Shiman which of the words he said in bed and out of bed was true.

Shen Shiman put aside his initial shock, returned to his usual indifference, took a few steps back and distanced himself from the other person.

"Also... Mr. Song, if you want to commit suicide, don't drag me down with you."

She spoke in a distant tone, not even looking at anyone: "I'm a second-rate, out-of-date director, and I don't want to be on the hot search list in the early morning with Mr. Song."

As he said that, he took out his cell phone and called An Tian: "Hello? Baby, where have you been...Did you drop the anchor? Are you okay? Did you call for help? I'm fine here, don't worry, I'll go back by myself."

Shen Shiman hung up the phone, his eyes still filled with confusion and discomfort as if he was being teased by God.

She looked at Song Wenxing in disbelief, and for a moment she couldn't be sure whether this was really a coincidence or... Never mind, An Tian and Song Wenxing had been incompatible for many years and had always quarreled when they met, so they wouldn't team up to deceive her.

At the moment, An Tian couldn't come to pick her up. She could only continue to wait here and see if she could call a car, or...

She looked at Song Wenxing. She couldn't take his car back, right?