Chapter 21

The argument continued. Shen Tingzhou couldn't stand it anymore and retreated to the door.

After waiting at the door for two minutes, Shen Tingzhou calmed himself down and went in again, this time with loud footsteps.

He kicked the floor lamp twice and coughed several times, finally letting Song Qingning and Li Muye notice his arrival.

Although they stopped arguing, the atmosphere was very tense. The two of them stood in the courtyard without looking at each other.

Song Qingning didn't dare to do that, for fear that Shen Tingzhou would find out.

Li Muye stiffened his neck, tilted his head to the other side, and gasped heavily.

Shen Tingzhou asked in a pretentious puzzled tone, "Hey, why are you standing here?"

Song Qingning hesitated for a long time and finally managed to say, "Doctor Shen, his hand is injured."

Li Muye's hands were covered in blood, with tiny pieces of glass stuck in his joints, as if he had punched something in anger.

He closed his eyes, looking disheartened, and said to Song Qingning in a hoarse voice, "Go away. I don't want to see you."

Song Qingning's red eyes trembled and she looked at him helplessly.

If we let them continue talking, it will probably rain heavily soon.

Shen Tingzhou stepped forward and said to Song Qingning, "You go in first. I will take care of Muye."

Song Qingning glanced at Li Muye again, but the other party still refused to look at him. Song Qingning lowered his eyelashes and went back silently.

As soon as he left, Li Muye, who had just pretended to be indifferent, showed loneliness. He turned his face to the side and stared blankly at a floor lamp. The line of his jaw was clear and sharp, as if it could stab Shen Tingzhou.

Click.

A drop of rain fell from the sky and hit Shen Tingzhou's face.

It’s raining indeed!

Now the only thing in his mind was this: Let all the rain fall, so that you can't see the struggle on my face.

After a while, the rain began to fall heavily, and it looked like it would get heavier.

Shen Tingzhou pulled Li Muye, who was posing, and walked quickly to the corridor to avoid the rain.

Li Muye's face was wet with rain and he looked depressed. "Why is it so painful to like someone?"

Shen Tingzhou: So tell me, why would I come to listen to all this so late at night when I can’t sleep?

Shen Tingzhou lowered his head to help him clean up the broken glass on his hands. Li Muye, who was immersed in his broken heart, seemed to have lost his sense of pain and didn't even frown.

After a long time, Li Muye couldn't help but vent his inner sorrow.

"Doctor Shen, I have a friend——"

Shen Tingzhou paused, and the classic I have a "friend".

Li Muye was embarrassed and said, "My friend and his brother... like the same person."

Shen Tingzhou said decisively: "Don't like it, it won't work."

Li Muye said unwillingly, "Why would he quit?"

Judge Xiao Shen made a fair ruling, "Let your friend and his brothers... withdraw together."

Li Muye sneered, "But he likes that person very much."

Shen Tingzhou: Then you three should live your life together.

After not seeing Shen Tingzhou speak for a long time, Li Muye looked over and asked, "Doctor Shen?"

Shen Tingzhou took a deep breath and said calmly: "What does the person that your... friend and his buddy like think? Ask the person's opinion."

Li Muye whispered, "This needs to be snatched."

Shen Tingzhou:?

Li Muye: "He currently has feelings for me... as a friend and buddy, but it has not yet escalated into love. Whoever gets to be with him first and has more contact with him will probably fall in love with him."

Shen Tingzhou: ...

I thought you were playing Randong, but it turns out it's a last-in-first-out system.

Li Muye added, "He was just grateful to me... to my friend's family."

Shen Tingzhou had heard of this. Song Qingning was a real young master of a wealthy family who was born with the wrong parents, but his halo was overshadowed by the fake young master and he had no sense of existence at all.

Later, the Song family declined. It was Li Muye's father who injected capital into the Song family and helped them transform, thus saving the company.

It was at this time that Song Qingning married Li Muye's father.

This kind of marriage is similar to the beauties offered as tribute in ancient tribes, and Song Qingning is that beauty, that sacrifice.

Looking at the heavy rain in the night, Li Muye muttered to himself, "Should I have been so cruel to him just now?"

Shen Tingzhou:!

Brother, you said your secret is exposed, did you know that?

Li Muye obviously realized it, and hurried to save the situation, "I was talking about me and Brother Ning, not about my friend."

Shen Tingzhou closed his eyes and believed it, "Yeah, I know."

Li Muye brought the topic back to the topic, "My friend believes that as long as he continues to be nice to him, he will definitely like him."

Seeing his confidence growing, Shen Tingzhou had to attack him again, "Your friend's brother?"

Li Muye was stunned for a second, but soon became angry again, "They just slept together. My brothers must have forced him to do it. I don't care."

My dear grandmother.

What kind of explosion is this heading for?

Shen Tingzhou couldn't believe it, "Are you sure?"

"Someone saw them in the hotel..." Li Muye couldn't continue and turned his face away.

hotel?

Could it be that time?

Shen Tingzhou asked carefully, "Which hotel?"

Li Muye said sullenly, "Puyue."

If it was a plateau, it could have been a misunderstanding.

Shen Tingzhou said in a casual tone: "Oh, Pu Yue, on the 12th of last month, your brother drank too much, and I went to Pu Yue Hotel to give him an injection of glucose solution."

Li Muye came back to life immediately, his eyes bright, "Really? It was on the 12th of last month, at the Pu Yue Hotel?"

Shen Tingzhou smiled and nodded, "Yes."

Li Muye was overjoyed, then he thought of something and asked, "When you went there, my brother was alone?"

Shen Tingzhou did not hide it, "Mr. Song is here too."

Li Muye laughed out loud, "So that's how it is."

Shen Tingzhou thought to himself that the misunderstanding had finally been resolved.

Today's merit +100.

But the next second Li Muye looked over and asked, "Doctor Shen, when did you leave?"

Shen Tingzhou thought for a moment and said, "Around one o'clock in the morning."

Li Muye couldn't laugh anymore. "But they didn't come back until noon the next day."

Shen Tingzhou: ...

Li Muye forced himself to cheer up, "But it doesn't matter. I believe that sincerity will be rewarded with sincerity. As long as I am sincere to him, he will definitely see my sincerity, right, Doctor Shen?"

What is it, have you forgotten that this is your "friend's" story?

Shen Tingzhou played dumb, "You've confused me. Are you talking about Mr. Song or your friend?"

Li Muye panicked for a moment, "...The one mentioned in the front is my friend, and the one in the back is Brother Ning."

Shen Tingzhou cooperated with his acting skills and showed enlightenment, "So that's how it is."

Li Muye was relieved to see that Shen Tingzhou was normal, but he didn't dare to talk to Shen Tingzhou any more.

Shen Tingzhou didn't want to talk even more than Li Muye, and treated his wounds quickly.

-

The rain outside the corridor subsided, and Shen Tingzhou packed up his medicine box and prepared to rush back to the car in the rain.

Li Muye on the side suddenly said, "Doctor Shen."

Shen Tingzhou turned his head and saw the other party's embarrassed expression, and he felt something was wrong.

Li Muye: "Doctor Shen, you and Brother Ning studied in the same high school, right?"

Shen Tingzhou: “Yeah.”

Li Muye: "Then do you know a man named Shen Yu? He should be in the same class as you."

Shen Tingzhou: "Uh, why are you asking this?"

Li Muye said sourly, "Nothing, it's just that the person my friend likes might like him, so my friend wants to know what kind of person he is."

Shen Tingzhou:!!!

His current name is Shen Tingzhou, formerly known as Shen Yu, and he was sweating profusely.

Shen Tingzhou said with difficulty: "This... could there be any misunderstanding in between? I mean, Mr. Song and I are two years apart. If that Shen Yu is in the same year as me, then they are also two years apart. How did they know each other?"

Li Muye said angrily: "Shen Yu must have seen that the little apprentice is good-looking, so he frequently harassed him!"

Don't dare to say such nonsense!

He has lived a clean life, how could he have harassed his junior classmate?

Of course, if he is the one with Shen Yu.

Li Muye added some more information about Shen Yu, "He seems to be in the student union. I saw that Brother Ning kept his diary."

Shen Tingzhou’s high school was indeed a student union, but he was a serious person and never wrote anything like a diary.

It doesn't look like him.

Shen Tingzhou had just put his mind at ease when he heard Li Muye say, "That crappy notebook was a prize from some provincial essay competition, and it was from junior high school. What a boastful person! He got a small reward in junior high school, but he showed it off in high school and gave it to his junior classmate."

Shen Tingzhou: ...

The slutty Xiao Shen, bah, Doctor Shen, the first place winner of the provincial essay writing competition for junior high schools, frowned when he heard Li Muye's criticism.

At that time, the first place winner of the competition received a prize of two thousand yuan and a bunch of stationery.

He was given more than a dozen diaries. He didn't use them all in junior high school and used them to take notes in high school. How could that be considered a nuisance?

What's the matter?

Also, that is a notebook, used to record important knowledge, not a diary.

As a top student in his grade all year round, Shen Tingzhou's notebooks are not only widely circulated among his classmates, but also a valuable asset that his younger classmates clamor for.

Shen Tingzhou himself didn't know where his notebooks were scattered.

Listening to Li Muye's endless complaints, Shen Tingzhou felt weaker.

From the information revealed by Li Muye, it can be basically confirmed that Shen Yu is him.

Shen Tingzhou said unnaturally: "Actually, keeping a notebook may not necessarily be because of love..."

Li Muye asked a fatal question, "Why would you keep a diary from high school? After all these years, it's not even yours!"

Shen Tingzhou: Everyone says it’s a notebook!

Li Muye continued to sigh: "Not only the diary, but also the pens, correction tapes, and paper he used."

Shen Tingzhou was shocked: "Paper?"

Li Muye nodded with a dark face, "It's used up..."

Shen Tingzhou could hardly control his expression, it was still the paper he had used up.

This Xiao Song, how did I find him such a pervert before!

Li Muye added the second half of the sentence, "Draft paper."

Shen Tingzhou: ...You can breathe heavily.

It is understandable that the paper has been drafted, although it is still a bit abnormal, but at least it is hygienic.

Li Muye: "What's hateful is that there are a few dried petals of flowers. I wonder if they were sent by that old pervert."

Shen Tingzhou definitely never gave flowers to Song Qingning. Not to mention Song Qingning, he never gave flowers to anyone else!

Shen Tingzhou defended himself, "Maybe he didn't give it to her. Maybe he just... touched the flower, and she saw it and took it away."

Li Muye became even more angry, and Shen Tingzhou could even hear him grinding his teeth.

The first time he ate a melon and it fell on his body, Shen Tingzhou felt a toothache while covering his face.

Li Muye's expression softened, and he was relieved. "Fortunately, they have no contact now."

Shen Tingzhou: Ying.

Still... there is a connection.

-

After venting his emotions, Li Muye felt refreshed and his eyes became clear.

Forced to listen to the gossip involving himself, Shen Tingzhou left feeling upset and tired.

The heavy rain subsided. Shen Tingzhou was walking through the courtyard carrying a medical kit when suddenly a black umbrella covered his head.

Shen Tingzhou turned around and saw Song Qingning raising his arm to hold an umbrella for him.

"Doctor Shen, take this umbrella back." Song Qingning's voice was gentle, and his dark eyes melted into the night, and no specific emotions could be seen. "Be careful not to catch a cold."

Shen Tingzhou curled his lips and wanted to say thank you, but his expression suddenly changed.

Li Muye came over at some point and stood right between the two floor lamps, with the oily green light casting a shadow on him.

Shen Tingzhou: Stop being jealous, I’m leaving now!

The author has something to say:

Li Muye: I want to sing a song called Green Light for myself.

Dr. Shen passed by innocently.