Chapter 146 The Peacock Spreads Its Tail
What outrageous and inappropriate words in broad daylight?
Just because it was consensual that night doesn't mean she's still willing now.
Lu Zhenyu frowned. "Shen Jingsi, be mindful of the impact."
A man who has had a few good nights' sleep is like an engine that has just been lubricated; the spring is wound up and starting to turn again.
The more the girl tried to appear open and honest, the more Shen Jingsi wanted to laugh, his eyes overflowing with doting affection.
"It seems like it's just the two of us here. If you're worried about being seen, should I close the door?"
"Get out of here!"
A small fist, tinged with a hint of embarrassment and anger, came flying at him. Shen Jingsi could have stopped it, but he let her go.
After hitting him, Lu Zhenyu freed her other hand, picked up a pen, and walked towards another shelf. "I'm too lazy to argue with you. If you're bored, go find Si Wei. Don't hold me up..."
Before he could finish speaking, someone wrapped their arms around his waist from behind.
His tall, broad body bent down and buried itself in her warm, fragrant neck.
As the girl froze, he said, "Zhenzhen, give me another chance. Can I try to win you back?"
Fix your gaze on the shelf.
Seeing that Lu Zhenyu neither spoke nor moved, Shen Jingsi slowly turned her around and cupped her face, which was breathing shallowly.
"Just one chance is enough, and you have the right to stop at any time." His request was gentle. "I'll pursue you, just like when we were kids. If you don't mind, I'll keep walking towards you. But if you feel even the slightest bit of aversion, I'll immediately back off and stop bothering you, okay?"
His request was so humble yet so comprehensive that Lu Zhenyu had no more to say.
As for whether it's good or not, she actually has the answer in her heart.
Just as she was about to speak, a voice came from the doorway, "Sister Zhen, we're finished eating, it's your turn now... Sorry!"
The two girls looked like they'd seen a ghost, quickly covering their faces and turning away. "We...we didn't see anything! You guys continue, we're going out!"
"stop!"
Lu Zhenyu called out to the person, pushed Shen Jingsi aside, and walked over, "Where are you going to run off to when you haven't finished your work? Go back to work, I'm going to eat."
Lu Zhenyu shoved the ledger into their arms and left without looking back.
The girls looked at each other, then at the ledger, and finally at Chen Jingsi, who was standing still.
"Um..." The two girls hesitated and moved closer, "Mr. Shen, aren't you going to go and chase after him again?"
Unable to describe her feelings, Shen Jingsi gave a bitter smile. "No, she probably doesn't want to see me right now."
"Don't want to see you?" The short-haired girl, who was inhaling calcium supplements, waved her hand. "Absolutely not!"
Seeing Shen Jingsi's "How did you know?" look, she patted her chest and said, "Because if that were really the case, Sister Zhen wouldn't have stayed by your bedside for three days and three nights without taking off her clothes."
His brows furrowed sharply. "What three days and three nights?"
“It was during the days you were in a coma that Sister Zhen stopped doing all her work and stayed by your side the whole time,” the long-haired girl explained. “She even fed you medicine. When you couldn’t swallow the pills, she crushed them into powder and mixed them with water.”
The short-haired girl covered her mouth with her hand and whispered, "The medicine was so dark that it smelled disgusting from a distance. If you couldn't drink it, she would hold it in her mouth and feed it to you, three times a day, without complaining about the bitterness. We were peeking through the doorway and saw everything clearly."
Shen Jingsi stood there, stunned.
He didn't know any of this, and no one told him.
Those three days of unconsciousness were the best sleep he had had in the past four years. He dreamt of the girl he had been longing for day and night, and he didn't even want to wake up because of it.
Little did he know, she was truly by his side.
While Shen Jingsi was brainstorming, the two girls muttered to themselves, "That's why, how could Sister Zhen not care about you? If you ask me, it's because you don't understand her."
Doesn't he understand her?
Will it?
Shen Jingsi looked at the girl who had spoken, "Then do you think there's still a chance for me with her?"
This extremely humble sound sent shivers down the spines of both girls.
"Of course!" Using looks to dominate is truly a vicious tactic; the girl answered without even thinking. "Mr. Chen, just between you and me, we all really think highly of you. Keep it up!"
With the sudden appearance of supporters, the gloom that Shen Jingsi had been harboring just moments before vanished.
He smiled, revealing a row of bright white teeth, transforming from a boss into a young boy. "Thank you, I'll try my best."
After saying that, he strode after Lu Zhenyu in the direction she had left.
…
Lu Zhenyu wasn't intentionally avoiding Shen Jingsi, but after that unpleasant night, being in the same place with a sober man again would inevitably be awkward.
Shi Yiqiao almost died laughing after hearing the full version of the story.
She said that Lu Zhenyu always seemed to have endless work, children to soothe, and sleep to catch up with these past few days, and that she must have been entangled with Shen Daji.
The president of the Broadway, a man of great stature, dresses himself up as a man every day in this refugee camp.
Siwei cursed him, saying he was like an old cucumber painted green, an old peacock displaying its tail feathers, always acting like a slut, "looking like a cheapskate, I feel ashamed to walk with you now."
Shen Jingsi ignored him, his handsome face pitiful, a little hungry but not daring to show it openly, his eyes glued to his wife all the time. Disliked by his wife, he could only sit on the side with his head down and eyes downcast, but he still stared at her without blinking.
Shi Yiqiao, who was watching from the side every day, had several crow's feet wrinkles from holding it in.
It's another beautiful day.
After several heavy snowfalls, the air in the campsite became much clearer.
Wounded soldiers were still occasionally brought in, and the shelling was intermittent, with a lot of noise every three days and a little noise every two days, but at least everyone no longer had to worry about supplies.
As the camp grew larger, more and more volunteers came to visit.
Lu Zhenyu then transferred several capable individuals from the Zhenai Foundation to oversee the operation.
This made things much easier for her and Shi Yiqiao.
That evening after dinner, the two sisters walked hand in hand around the campsite to digest their food.
As Lu Zhenyu admired the sunset, she exclaimed, "The air smells so good, without any trace of smoke."
Shi Yiqiao then took a sniff and laughed, "I said the same thing when I first arrived here."
Lu Zhenyu looked over and asked, "And now?"
“Now,” Shi Yiqiao raised an eyebrow, “I feel more at ease when I smell the smoke of gunpowder every day.”
Lu Zhenyu, "What do you mean?"
The two of them climbed up the layers of wooden crates, sat on the top, and looked down at the campsite below.
“How should I describe it to you?” Shi Yiqiao organized her thoughts. “In this place, war is the norm. If one day the fighting suddenly stops, everyone will always be filled with the fear that a bomb might explode at any second.”
The calm before the storm, the stillness before the tsunami—Lu Zhenyu understood.
"Actually, I've always been curious about why you chose this path back then."
"Isn't that a coincidence?" Shi Yiqiao said with a smile. "The Commandant asked me the same question a couple of days ago."
Lu Zhenyu raised an eyebrow. "What did you say to him?"
Shi Yiqiao's smile slowly turned somber as she lowered her head and rubbed the tips of her shoes. "I didn't answer him."
Lu Zhenyu looked at the person quietly.
After a moment of contemplation, Shi Yiqiao slowly looked up and gazed ahead. "Actually, after completely ending that relationship, I was lost for a long time."
Lu Zhenyu knew that Shi Yiqiao was an orphan who grew up in an orphanage. She was a top student in the Journalism Department of Peking University and only switched to the entertainment industry after meeting Si Wei.
"Everyone says that I followed Siwei for his money and power. Of course, without him, Shi Yiqiao, who had no parents, would not have enjoyed such a glorious life during those nine years."
She lowered her eyes, a hint of bitterness seeping into her still smiling eyes. "But no one knows that I started dating him when I was twenty-one."
Nine years—the best years of a young woman's life.
How many nine-year periods does a person have in their lifetime?
"So when we first broke up, it felt so unreal. I always thought that this time it would be the same as every time before, a two-day cold war, either he would come to me or I would go to him, and then we would get back together without saying a word."
The truth is, no.
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