Pingping, I love you.
Just as Shen Jiayu leaned down, intending to possess her completely, a dog barked.
Where did that dog barking come from?
Disturbed, Shen Jiayu looked up with annoyance and found that Pingping's body beneath him was gradually disappearing.
"No!"
Shen Jiayu struggled to sit up in bed and realized that it was already daylight.
His dream ended.
The floor was littered with empty wine bottles. Chen Qi stood in front of the bed, holding Lele's hand, looking at him thoughtfully.
"Do you know you almost didn't wake up?"
Chen Qi received a call from Uncle Wu, who said that Shen Jiayu had locked himself in his room for almost three days and hadn't come out yet.
When he opened the door, he found him lying on the bed, completely drunk and with a smile on his face. No matter how he called him, he couldn't wake up.
"You shouldn't have woken me up."
Shen Jiayu looked dejected, his whole body exuding a lifeless aura.
Chen Qi realized the seriousness of the situation and frowned.
What did you dream about?
This was the first time he had ever seen Ah Yu in this condition.
Even when he took sleeping pills before, he never became so difficult to wake up. It's obvious that something in his dream made him unwilling to wake up.
It was only by bringing Lele up as a last resort that he was pulled back from his dream.
Shen Jiayu's eyes welled up with tears as he looked at the bed, as if Su Ping's body temperature still lingered there.
"I dreamt about her..."
On the other side, Su Ping opened her eyes, panting heavily, and found herself back in her own bed.
What a vivid dream.
She still feels lingering fear; in her dream, what Shen Jiayu did to her felt like it had really happened.
She was quite wet, and she even wondered if she was having a wet dream.
[Sorry, host, it was my mistake that you entered Shen Jiayu's dream.]
The Calabash Brothers apologized sincerely, if you ignored their rising intonation.
Thankfully she woke up; otherwise, she couldn't believe what might have happened if things had continued.
After all that commotion, her head wasn't so dizzy anymore.
After taking a shower and taking her medicine, she fell into a deep sleep again.
Perhaps it was the shock of Shen Jiayu's incident that made Su Ping not dare to sleep deeply, and she was soon woken up by a cell phone ringing.
Without looking at her contacts, she picked up her phone, answered the call, and held it to her ear.
But no one spoke for a long time.
Just as Su Ping was about to check if she had accidentally hung up, Wen Shu's somewhat awkward voice came from inside.
"You have a fever?"
"Um."
Su Ping gave a mumbled "hmm," but after three seconds there was no response.
When I opened my eyes, he had already hung up the phone.
? ? ?
Is he sick?
I called specifically to ask her if she had a fever.
Su Ping grumbled as she threw her phone back onto the other side of her pillow, turned over, and went back to sleep.
I was half asleep when I heard my phone ring again.
Su Ping picked up her phone and saw it was Wen Shu again.
What's wrong with this guy today? Is he just messing around with her because he has nothing better to do?
After she hung up the phone, she casually put her phone on Do Not Disturb mode, and the next second there was a knock on the door.
Was she hallucinating?
Isn't she the only one at home? Where did the knocking come from?
The knocking continued. Su Ping put on her shoes and approached the door, wondering if it was a home invasion robbery.
Suddenly, Wen Shu's voice rang out from outside the door.
"It's me."
Su Ping opened the door and saw Wen Shu standing outside.
How did you get in?
"You came in after opening the door."
Wen Shu looked at her as if she were an idiot and reached out to touch her forehead.
"You should be out of fever now. Come downstairs, I made you some soup."
After saying that, he took Su Ping's hand and walked downstairs.
Su Ping felt something was off, and when she realized what was happening, Wen Shu had already ladled a bowl of soup and placed it in front of her.
The corn, carrot, and pork rib soup is very fragrant and sweet, rich but not greasy.
Didn't I tell you you don't need to come anymore?
Wen Shu ignored her words and gave her a disapproving look.
"When you're sick, you should talk less and drink it while it's hot."
This person is acting strangely today. Didn't he used to resist me getting close to him?
How come now...
"You haven't fallen for me, have you?"
Wen Shu stood up abruptly, her face turning bright red, whether from embarrassment or anger, it was hard to tell.
"What are you thinking? I made too much soup for Mom, and I only thought of getting some for you when I heard you were sick."
Wen Shu became more and more confident as she spoke, and continued, "After all, I haven't thanked you for what happened to my mother last time."
So that's how it is.
Su Ping nodded and stopped being polite to him.
The soup was indeed well-cooked. I hadn't eaten much these past two days because of a fever, but after drinking half a bowl of soup, my stomach felt warm.
She stuffed ribs into her mouth, her cheeks bulging, a stark contrast to her usual appearance.
As Wen Shu watched, a smile unconsciously crept onto his lips.
The bowl of soup was emptied in no time. Just as Su Ping looked up to ask if there was any more, she found Wen Shu staring at her with a silly grin.
When Wen Shu saw her looking over, he quickly lowered his head as if his secret had been discovered.
Su Ping was speechless.
Is she really that scary? That she could frighten him like this?
"The soup was delicious, is there any more?"
Seeing that she only asked about the soup, Wen Shu breathed a sigh of relief.
They quickly served her another bowl of soup.
After drinking two bowls of soup, Su Ping felt like she had come back to life.
Looking at Wen Shu silently clearing the dishes in front of her, she couldn't resist teasing him.
"Our Ashu's cooking skills are so good, I wonder who will benefit from it in the future."
Wen Shu paused, looking at her as if he had made a decision.
His gaze was firm.
"If you like, I can stew it for you often."
So please don't get married, okay?
Wen Shu did not ask the following question.
She has already helped him so much, how could he be so greedy as to ask for more?
Su Ping shook her head subconsciously, thinking that she would be leaving after resetting her "darkening value" to zero.
"No need to trouble yourself."
When Wen Shu heard her rejection, the courage he had finally mustered vanished as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him.
Su Ping heard Wen Shu put the bowl and chopsticks on the table.
"You wash it yourself!"
After saying that, he picked up the empty thermos and turned to leave.
They left so fast it felt like something was chasing them.
Su Ping was dumbfounded, watching his sullen departure, and then looking at the bowls and spoons on the table in front of her.
No, what's wrong with this guy?
After leaving the villa, Wen Shu subconsciously glanced behind him.
She didn't catch up.
As expected, to her, he was just an insignificant presence.
What's so good about a bad woman like her? But why can't I forget her?
I've even been seeing her in my dreams these past two days.
Wen Shu's fingers, which were gripping the thermos, began to turn white. He shook his head to banish Su Ping's face from his mind.
It must be because of what happened to his mother recently that he's become too dependent on her.
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