Su Ping herself thought what she said was outrageous, but Shen Jiayu believed it.
He was depressed for three years, and it took him a long time to force himself to accept the fact that Lanlan was dead, until he saw Song Yifei half a year ago.
Looking at her face, which bore a six or seven-point resemblance to Lanlan's, his first thought was that Lanlan had come back to life and come to his side in another way, but clearly she was not Lanlan.
"Mr. Shen, is she a very important person to you?"
“She was my sister, but she passed away three years ago. I suspect her death was not an accident, so I have been searching for those letters for the past three years.”
Shen Jiayu's eyes were lowered behind his glasses, and his tone was melancholy.
Wow, Calabash Brother, he's such a good actor! If I didn't know the original story, I would have believed him too.
"Tell me, what else did she say to you in her dream?"
When asked by Shen Jiayu, Su Ping shook her head: "No, that's all."
The light in Shen Jiayu's eyes gradually dimmed, and he visibly became dejected.
Su Ping leaned closer and gently wrapped her arms around him.
"It's okay, it's okay. Last time I dreamed about Sister Gu Lan because I was in contact with you, maybe it will happen again this time."
Shen Jiayu's resistance froze at Su Ping's words, and he slowly suppressed the disgust in his eyes.
[Host, Shen Jiayu's expression looks like he's eaten shit.]
The voice of the Calabash Brothers echoed in her mind, and Su Ping couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Shen Jiayu felt the soft warmth of the body in his arms, and as she laughed, he felt his chest tremble along with her.
Does she really like herself that much?
[Huluwa, it's so great to be able to grope people openly, it's just that you can't move your neck.]
Su Ping tilted her head to find a more comfortable position, her nostrils filled with Shen Jiayu's scent, which inexplicably made her feel at ease.
Feeling the person in his arms slowly relax, Shen Jiayu looked down and saw that the person's eyes had closed at some point and the person's lips were slightly parted.
Bright red and delicate, it's tempting to taste.
Is this the beginning?
Shen Jiayu suddenly felt a little nervous, holding his breath and keeping his arms around Su Ping still, not daring to move.
Will this make Lanlan's sleep last longer?
When Su Ping woke up, it was already the next morning.
Whether it was because she was too tired or because Shen Jiayu's embrace was too comfortable, she felt refreshed and fully recharged after waking up!
On the contrary, Shen Jiayu maintained that position all night. When he saw Su Ping's eyelashes trembling, he ignored his sore shoulders and looked on with anticipation.
Su Ping looked at the bloodshot eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses. Had he not slept all night?
"I……"
Su Ping straightened up from his embrace, tilted her head and thought for a moment: "I think I dreamed about Sister Gu Lan again, and it was the same thing as last time, but this time I think I saw her writing something. It was too short, and I woke up before I could see what it was about..."
Before she could finish speaking, she saw Shen Jiayu's face full of surprise, and he reached out and hugged her back.
Hearing Shen Jiayu's excited heartbeat, Su Ping was dumbfounded.
"President Shen?"
"Sweetie, sleep a little longer."
? ? ?
Is she crazy? She's not sleepy, why would she want to sleep?
But she immediately realized that Shen Jiayu was trying to use the same trick again. His goal was not to make her sleep, but to make her continue to dream about Gu Lan.
He really is a lunatic!
Su Ping pushed him away and shook her head: "I don't think this will work. We need to try different ways of contact to trigger different dreams."
For a moment, Shen Jiayu looked puzzled.
"What's the meaning?"
"My dream just now largely overlapped with my previous dream, probably because the scenarios were too similar."
[Host, you're really good at fooling people. Shen Jiayu isn't stupid; how could he possibly believe your nonsense?]
"Shall we try different positions?" Shen Jiayu asked after a long silence, his tone suggesting a discussion.
Okay, I'll shut up.
Su Ping never expected that when faced with Gu Lan's question, Shen Jiayu would seem to have lost his intelligence and basic judgment.
"Can we do it next time? I have classes this afternoon and I have to go back."
After Su Ping finished speaking, she looked at him with a hint of hesitation.
"We don't seem to have exchanged contact information yet. I don't know how to contact you next time."
Seeing that Shen Jiayu was about to take out his business card from his pocket again, Su Ping became unhappy.
"Don't try to fool me with that business card. I've already called the number on it; it's your company's number."
After his idea was exposed, Shen Jiayu changed his mind and took out his phone from his pocket.
"You're overthinking it. I just wanted to take out my phone to save your number."
After pausing, he continued, "This phone is for my personal use."
Su Ping laughed. She hadn't thought much about it. Didn't you have any idea?
Su Ping added Shen Jiayu on WeChat by searching his phone number. His WeChat profile picture was a photo of his own profile, clearly taken from a girlfriend's perspective, obviously by a girl.
The number of girls who can get close to him can be counted on one hand, and rounded up, it's Gu Lan.
Shen Jiayu's face immediately turned ugly when he saw Su Ping change his contact name to "Ayu".
"Who told you to change this?"
How could this person change their attitude so suddenly? Su Ping was startled and almost dropped her phone.
"Change it, I don't like it."
Realizing that his tone had been too harsh, Shen Jiayu's explanation seemed rather weak.
Is it that he dislikes the title, or the person who calls him that?
It is clearly the latter.
Why are you crying?
Seeing that she didn't react for a long time, Shen Jiayu looked down at her.
I happened to see the girl's red eyes, like a little rabbit, as if she had suffered a great injustice.
This is such a hassle.
Shen Jiayu reached out and patted her head to comfort her. Su Ping forced a smile and then changed the contact name to "brother".
This time, as expected, he didn't say anything.
[Host, you did this on purpose, didn't you?]
[Huluwa, you've become smarter!]
[Beep beep beep!]
"Why the older brother?"
These were just two ordinary words, but Shen Jiayu felt a little awkward, and also a kind of excitement that he couldn't explain himself.
"Didn't you say you didn't want others to know about our relationship?" Su Ping looked up at him, her sensible tone heartbreaking.
Seeing this, Shen Jiayu subconsciously reached out his hand again.
But Su Ping put on her shoes and got out of bed first, and by sheer coincidence, avoided his hand.
Looking at his empty hand, Shen Jiayu felt a little uneasy.
"Brother, I'm leaving now. I'll contact you again when I have the weekend off."
As Shen Jiayu watched her leave without looking back, his intuition told him that she was angry.
But what does her anger have to do with him?
Outside the door, Su Ping deliberately slowed her pace, but even after she entered the elevator, Shen Jiayu showed no intention of chasing after her to take her home.
You're a tool to be used and then discarded, Shen Jiayu, you're something else!
Lacking the fate of a female lead, and with her car still parked at Song Qi's place, Su Ping could only wistfully hail a taxi back.
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