Chapter 212: Previous Life (04)

Shan Qingshan made an appointment for supper on Sunday.

He had no work that day, so he worked in a restaurant, helping to serve dishes.

When Zhou Chong came over, he had just got off work.

"You still do odd jobs?"

"Um."

Zhou Chong frowned slightly, as if thinking about something.

"Come on, I'll treat you to grilled fish."

Zhou Chong nodded and followed Shan Qingshan to a grilled fish restaurant with a red shed. The restaurant was full of smoke and the fragrance drifted far away.

The store was filled with cheap tables and red plastic stools.

The tableware on the table is a set of disposable tableware.

The bowl can be deformed by applying a little force in your hand.

Shan Qingshan thought Zhou Chong would refuse, would be uncomfortable, would show his spoiled temper, and would hold his nose in disgust.

Unexpectedly, the young master accepted it well and asked him with a smile if he came here often.

Shan Qingshan said "hmm".

After the grilled fish was served, Shan Qingshan ordered two more cans of beer.

"There are cups here, you can get the bottle."

Shan Qingshan was silent for a moment and said, "I can't drink much."

Zhou Chong was stunned, remembering that last time they met, Dan Qingshan hadn't finished the can of beer.

There was a hint of smile in his eyes.

"You're such a light drinker, and you told me that?"

Zhou Chong looked straight at him, "It will make me want to get you drunk."

Shan Qingshan took a sip of wine, his mind was in turmoil and his heart was beating a little faster.

Without changing his expression, he asked, "Why did you get me drunk?"

Zhou Chong: "You'll know when you're drunk."

He raised his eyebrows, looking very suave and a little cynical.

"Try?"

Shan Qingshan felt a little nervous for no reason.

"boring."

Zhou Chong smiled, picked up a piece of fish, tasted it, and praised it for its good taste.

He calmly probed, "How did you find such a good store? Did you and your girlfriend find it one by one?"

"I don't have a girlfriend."

Zhou Chong was delighted.

He was born into a world of fame and fortune, so it was easy for him to conceal his true emotions.

Smiling, he passed on the information that he was also single, "What a coincidence, I am not either."

And make it look like you have no other thoughts.

Shan Qingshan was deceived by his expression. His heart trembled slightly, and when he felt some subtle joy, he secretly cursed himself.

He changed the subject, "Are you used to eating this?"

"Okay, I'm not the kind of young master you imagine. I..." Zhou Chong wanted to get closer to him, "My family is not very rich."

"…Really? Your car doesn't look like it."

"Didn't I tell you? It's my dad's. He loves cars. A friend of his happened to go bankrupt, so he bought this car at a bargain price. It's more impressive to drive it out."

Shan Qingshan, who knew Zhou Chong's identity, remained silent.

Cooperate with the performance.

"Lucky."

"I think so too."

Shan Qingshan glanced at the watch on his wrist.

Zhou Chong followed suit and said, "It's fake."

Shan Qingshan curled his lips slightly, raised his eyes, and saw a group of people appearing on the road with weapons in their hands.

He calmly withdrew his gaze and took out his cell phone.

Question: “Can you run fast?”

Zhou Chong didn't react at once.

?

The moment the meal money was transferred, Shan Qingshan grabbed Zhou Chong's wrist and ran away without saying a word.

"run!"

Zhou Chong staggered when he was pulled by him, and the plastic stool was even knocked over.

There was a period of chaos and disorder.

There was the sound of wind and a chaotic noise in my ears.

"Damn it!"

"Chase!"

"Don't let him get away!"

Zhou Chong looked back and saw seven or eight people chasing them with sticks.

"Follow me closely!"

Zhou Chong's thoughts were interrupted as the hand holding his wrist slid down and held his hand.

Very tight.

At that moment, Zhou Chong was thinking absentmindedly.

His hands are quite soft.

Shan Qingshan runs very fast and is very familiar with the terrain.

Zhou Chong was led by him and ran wildly. The scenery of the film and television city passed by him like a movie scene.

Sometimes it is a long pier, sometimes it is a quaint town, and sometimes it is a bustling night market.

They ran through the streets, through the flow of cars, with horns and sirens honking and people leaning their heads out to yell at them if they wanted to die.

The hot summer wind mixed with various indescribable smells in the film and television city, and also drifted over the fragrance from Shan Qingshan's hair, as if it was there and not there.

Zhou Chong's heartbeat became faster and faster, and his breathing became rapid.

But I still have time to think about it. When I stop later, I will ask him what shampoo he uses.

Smells so good.

They held hands and ran in the long and narrow alley. The sound of their footsteps was amplified by the narrow space, making a "tap-tap" sound like their heartbeats.

I don’t know how long I ran before I finally stopped.

The two men leaned against the wall, panting.

In the dim and silent alley, two people were breathing heavily.

Zhou Chong: "Did he get rid of it?"

"should."

"Why are those people chasing you?"

"I want to grab the role."

Zhou Chong choked and couldn't believe it.

"The entertainment industry is so wild?" Sheng rushed.

Shan Qingshan said "hmm".

If Zhou Chong had not been around today, Shan Qingshan would not have been able to fight and take care of him at the same time, and he would never have run away in such a cowardly manner.

He leaned against the wall, tilted his head back and gasped.

Her slender neck formed a beautiful line, her red lips were slightly open, and perhaps because she was thirsty from running, she even stuck out her tongue to lick her lips.

Hot flashes of breathing.

Adam's apple rolling.

What Zhou Chong wanted to ask was suddenly forgotten when it came to his lips, and his Adam's apple rolled.

Noticing that the people around him had gone quiet, Shan Qingshan turned his head and met Zhou Chong's deep eyes. His eyes were filled with deep, secretive, ambiguous, and invasive feelings.

Shan Qingshan's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

He averted his gaze as if he had been burned and looked to the other side.

She hesitantly realized that she was still holding Zhou Chong's hand, and the moment she let go, it was held tightly again.

Like having my heart grabbed.

Only Shan Qingshan himself knew that he had stopped breathing.

"Teacher Shan."

Zhou Chong's voice was a little hoarse.

He still called her this in an ambiguous way, like a feather tickling my heart.

"Let me confirm again, you don't have a girlfriend, right?"

Shan Qingshan did not answer.

"Where's your boyfriend?"

Shan Qingshan did not answer.

"If you don't say anything, I'll just ignore it."

“…”

The alley is dark.

But Zhou Chong still saw that Shan Qingshan's ears turned red, obviously he understood the meaning behind his two questions.

Zhou Chong pointed it out to him, "Your ears are red."

Shan Qingshan closed his eyes in a state of collapse, struggled hard but failed to shake Zhou Chong off.

He held it tightly.

"Shut up!"

Zhou Chong looked at his panic and anger.

"you are cute."

“……” Damn it.

"I want to kiss you."