Chapter 31 Oh my god, brother, that damn golden haired man doesn’t look like a good person! Two...
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Looking back at Shen Che's love history - if he had one.
primary school.
The school provided snacks and fruit every day. My female classmate offered me an orange and pushed it across the 38th parallel: "Here you go."
Shen Che didn't take it and raised his hand: "Teacher, Wang Li doesn't eat snacks."
During that period, there were often stains of poured milk in the sink and bitten apples in the trash can, and the school strictly investigated students' wasteful behavior.
Upon hearing Chen Che's denunciation, the female classmate who had sat at the same table for a whole year burst into tears: "My...my name is not Wang Li!"
junior high school.
Chen Che was the class life committee member, in charge of several thousand yuan in class funds. The class beauty was the arts committee member, often accompanying him to the library, cafeteria, and basketball court... Rumor spread throughout the school that the life committee member and arts committee member of Class 7 were a couple. The reticent young man finally erupted, "Why are you everywhere? Zhu Zhaodi, the class funds are public funds. I won't lend you a penny."
This time, Shen Che's memory was excellent, and he called the class beauty's name correctly, but the girl was still shocked: "I changed my name half a year ago! Now my name is Zhu, Xiang, and Wan!"
Not to mention high school, this guy went abroad to study.
University.
His grandmother was anxious. Why didn't her darling grandson fall in love? The old lady feigned illness in various ways, tricking her grandson into returning to China and gathering military intelligence. Until one day, Chen Che brought home a nearly 2-meter-tall foreign electric pole and said, "Meet everyone, Liam, my boyfriend."
Liam smiled a simple, ID-like smile and said in his fake Chinese, which he had practiced for three days, "Hello, Lai Lai, I'm Si Lai En."
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At the gym, Sang Shi put down his favorite coconut blue drink. Whether the crotchless pants were embarrassing or not, Sang Shi didn't know; his toes were digging into the gym floor.
This was the first time Chen Che posted a picture of a gift from a girl, and it was a small intimate item like a handkerchief. The handkerchief might even have the girl's fragrance.
The lovely girl said, "Give it back to me."
After saying that, he sent the gorilla spreading hands emoticon to the group.
As a brother, Sang Shi had to save face for Chen Che. He quoted Chi Leyou's line, "What I embroidered wasn't an egg, it was a yo-yo," and replied: "It's clearly an egg, but it's not perfectly round. It's obviously broken."
Lu Ziyu: Bad...guy? You called Yo-Yo a bad guy?
There were a few people in the small group, and the victim, Chen Che, seemed to have disappeared.
Zhao Xizhi made a phone call to help Chi Leyou seek justice: "That guy surnamed Chen is so irresponsible! That guy surnamed Sang is also a piece of shit! He scolded me Chun Li? That Zong Sang!"
"..." Chi Leyou pulled the phone away, shocked by the way these young men and women interacted with each other, "You all know each other?"
"Chen Che and Lu Ziyu are cousins, Sang Shi and Shen Che are neighbors, and there is a ladder in Sang Shi's room..."
As Miss Zhao described, Chi Leyou seemed to see two matchstick men. Matchstick number one set up a ladder and carefully climbed into matchstick number two's room.
There was a moon in the sky, with a few bright stars beside it. The two little men pulled up the quilt and covered their heads with it, and fell asleep.
Chi Leyou was silent for a moment, then a bold idea popped into his head, and he raised his mouth, "Are they a couple?"
Zhao Xizhi: "..."
What's up with the new sisters?
"Your thinking is a bit far-fetched," Zhao Xizhi remarked sharply. Chi Leyou chuckled, his gaze flicking up to his roommate, who was fussing about drawing ice cube abs. "Hey, when you have a friend who's all about weird couples, you'll be like me."
Sang Shi's hands trembled as he didn't dare to answer Chen Che's overseas call.
A second call came immediately.
Sang Shi stepped out of the gym, caught off guard by the midday sun. He narrowed his eyes and bravely answered the call, only to be met with a barrage of insults: "Are you sick?"
"I shouldn't have called someone a bad guy." The elementary school student stood in the teacher's office and admitted that he had given a female classmate a nickname.
"You pulled her in?"
"Huh?" Sang Shi, who had prepared himself for scolding, saw a glimmer of hope. "No, it was Zhao Xizhi who pulled it. I don't have a Yo-Yo WeChat."
"You called me Yo-Yo? You called a girl a nickname. Did a dog eat your manners?"
“…”
The little people in Chi Leyou's mind continued to perform a pantomime: Little person number one kicked the quilt, little person number two tucked the quilt, and the little people were being affectionate with each other.
The small group that was forced in held a serious criticism/struggle session.
[Zombie: I'm sorry, I shouldn't give girls nicknames.]
【Milkshake: Do you know you are wrong?】
【Zombie: My aunts, I'm sorry.】
[Chen Che: Yo-Yo, why don't you express your opinion? Do you forgive him? It's okay if you don't forgive him, just let him leave the group and get out. @Chi Leyou]
The group fell silent again.
Sang Shi came to her senses and realized that only Chen Che could call her Yo-Yo.
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The group, bustling all night, finally quieted down. Like a pot of boiling water, bubbles rising to the surface scattered and then burst instantly the moment they reached the air. Then the water temperature dropped, and all was quiet again.
The little man on the big screen shamelessly asked the islanders for treatment for the wound caused by the bee sting.
“It’s so ugly.” Shen Che pushed the handle with his knuckles, forcing the villain to obey.
The gorgeous dress on the villain did not win the favor of the owner. The domineering owner patrolled the villain's cloakroom, selecting one box at a time.
A white blouse, a plaid skirt, black mid-calf socks, and a pair of Mary Janes.
The little girl turned from a princess into an ordinary student. She had a wooden face and was in a bad mood. She protested against her master's taste through the screen.
Shen Che casually added a tie to the villain.
The tie man spun in circles, revealing the bright smile in the game. The smile flew across the big screen, and high-level magic attacked the Muggles. The Muggle humans were hit, and the corners of their mouths curled up into a smile exactly like the man's.
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It was very cold at night and the quilt was not thick enough. Chi Leyou, who was woken by the cold, spread two thick coats on the bed.
When she lay down again, the phone that was placed on the bedside table emitted a few strands of white light. She touched it and after unlocking it, a message from Shen Che suddenly popped up on the screen.
[The little man in school uniform tap dances on the spot.jpeg]
What the hell is he doing?
The upper right corner of the screen displayed 3:19 AM, and Chi Leyou asked: "Are you on Chinese time?"
The man on the other side didn't answer, but instead asked: [Well, who does it resemble?]
Chi Leyou doesn't play Animal Crossing, and looks at the little man with a puzzled look: [Anyway, it doesn't look like Mee Mee]
Speaking of Meow Meow, Night Owl kindly sent me a photo.
The lamb lay peacefully in the bed, with the fluffy quilt lightly draped over its body. Its white wool was soaked in the light of the bedside lamp, and was coated with a light golden halo.
The photo inadvertently captured the audio table next to the bed. In addition to its audio function, it also served as a storage space: the best-selling book "After", framed glasses, and the starry sky watch she had seen several times.
LCD alarm clock, room temperature 30 degrees, humidity 35%.
He lives in Flaming Mountain?
The girl suddenly woke up with a tremor of the cold fingertips and quickly withdrew her peeping gaze.
【Chen Che: Asleep?】
She imitated his tone and asked instead: "Why aren't you sleeping? Are you suffering from insomnia?"
【Chen Che: It’s not time to go to bed yet】
Chi Leyou: Oh, so you have the physique of a lark. You sing at four o'clock, eat at five o'clock, and return to your nest to sleep at six o'clock in the evening.
The young master who usually argues with everyone can't win against her at all.
It was a little hot in the room, and a fire was rising inside my body.
She walked slowly to the kitchen, her pajamas wide open, the hot wind blowing across her thin waist, the tussah hems hanging on both sides like fluttering butterfly wings.
He gulped down the ice water.
The temperature suddenly dropped, the heat was suppressed, and the Q-man avatars on WeChat sank to the bottom.
At four o'clock in the morning, the lark didn't bother to disturb her sleep. Instead, it tickled the lamb's pointed ears with its fingertips and said, "Your good master just scolded me."
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I transferred to a top private school in Maple Leaf Country during high school. The first class was a field trip. The teacher enthusiastically led everyone into the mountains to watch birds.
Student Shen, who had high expectations, thought the bird was a parrot.
And the lark captured by the telescope: large sparrow.
A bird so mediocre that it needs no adjective to be described.
She called him a lark. The fire in her heart grew more and more intense, and the young master was so angry that he couldn't sleep.
At five o'clock in the morning, the curtains opened automatically. Looking out from the floor-to-ceiling windows, the rising sun was hidden under the misty horizon. The morning mist had not yet dissipated, and the sky and the earth were the same color.
It's time for the lark to catch insects.
The screen lit up, and a long paragraph of bird science pushed Chi Leyou's information about the "lark's physique" to the top.
[Chen Che: Do you know the cuckoo? It's too lazy to build a nest, so it lays its eggs in other birdhouses. After the chicks hatch, the lazy mother pushes them out of the nest. Childcare cost: zero.]
Chi Leyou fluttered twice, and the coat on the quilt had already slid to the ground, and the quilt was completely frozen like an ice room.
——"Chen Che, what are you doing again?!"
The voice that jumped out was filled with the strong morning air of a girl. The young master paused in his heart. Language was more human than words. He cleared his throat and his voice softened unconsciously: "Ah, you haven't slept yet."
——"What do you think! Thanks to whom? Ahem..."
The voice stopped abruptly in a cough.
Chen Che: “Caught a cold?”
Chi Leyou, who had been frozen all night, was so angry that his teeth were itching.
He eats delicious food, drinks spicy drinks, and even turns the heating to 30 degrees. What's the difference between this and tourists swaggering into a hotel and turning on the air conditioner and TV in the room? Ah, he, Shen Bailing, is even worse. He lives in a mansion and doesn't have to pay for the room.
She was too lazy to talk to him, so she switched to text input: [Shen Bailing! If you want to watch birds, take your bird listening device and your guns and cannons and go to the mountains to shoot. What's the big deal about disturbing people's sweet dreams?]
Shen Bailing? That ugly giant sparrow?!
Chi Leyou stepped on a landmine accurately. Chen Che glanced at the little lamb and clenched his teeth: "Then you are the cuckoo - the laziest bird in the world. You let me take care of Mee Mee, so what's the difference between you and the cuckoo? Fortunately, I am kind enough to help you take care of the baby for free."
"Isn't that right, bae." Fatherly love is like a mountain, Chen Che stroked the lamb's head.
Listen, what kind of words are these? They are completely against the will of Heaven.
Chi Leyou took out a piece of tissue, dipped her nose in it, and a clear spring of water came out of her nasal cavity, draining away 50% of her fighting power. She felt a little listless.
The screen lit up again, and she glanced at it one last time. Chen Che's WeChat message: [Go to sleep, lazy bird]
Message withdrawn.
After one second of editing: [Go to sleep, Chi Dujuan]
“…” He really doesn’t want to suffer any loss.
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"How did you get in?" Chen Che leaned against the door frame, his arms folded, and glanced at Lu Ziyu calmly. His annoying little brother was not as arrogant as usual.
After arguing with Chi Dujuan before daybreak, he returned to his nest and took a nap.
Lu Ziyu looked at Chen Che's messy hair that looked like a bird's nest and curled his lips: "I ran into a group of foreign devils outside. I was so scared that my legs went weak."
Chen Che probably guessed that Lu Ziyu had run into Liam and his group. His family's Twilight theme party lasted until the morning and ended with the singer on the 7th floor and the writer on the 8th floor teaming up to call the police.
After kicking off his shoes, Lu Ziyu raised his toes and asked, "Where are my slippers?"
“No.” Shen Che turned and walked in, and messy footsteps were heard behind him, “Hey, how do you entertain guests?”
"Are you a guest?"
“!”
"You are family."
“…”
After all, he is an idol, and the way Lu Ziyu walks with his feet held back looks like a mysterious guest appearing at a concert.
But following behind his cousin, his newly emerged idol aura was suppressed. Lu Ziyu couldn't help but ask: "Brother, why don't you debut?"
"Having a celebrity at home is already noisy enough." Chen Che stopped in front of the huge glass garage. After the iris recognition was passed, the fogged glass curtain wall suddenly became transparent, and three sports cars suddenly appeared side by side.
Behind the car was a huge glass window of an apartment building. The sun hung high above the distant mountains, shaped like an orange-red balloon, and Chen Che stood in a golden light.
The knowledgeable Lu Ziyu sighed: "Brother, you are so handsome."
"Stop being disgusting."
"I'm serious."
"If you want to drive a Koenigsegg, just say so."
"Brother~~~"
"If you squeeze me again, I'll make you ride a bike."
“…”
"Chi—" Yo-Yo's nickname was truly ingrained in everyone's mind. Lu Ziyu braked in time and asked respectfully, "Did your friend Miss Chi return home safely on her donkey?"
"Um."
His dear cousin was very easy to talk to at this moment, but the idol who collapsed his house became more and more demanding: "Brother, can you lend me our aunt's RV?"
"What do you want the RV for?" Shen Che handed the sports car keys to Lu Ziyu.
"I'm taking a gap year, so I don't know any of my classmates. Look at me, my English is so poor, no one wants to work with me on group assignments." Lu Ziyu confided his academic difficulties to Chen Che, "I have a sketching class in a few days. I'll drive the RV and take a few classmates with me to build good relationships with them."
Before he finished speaking, Shen Che glanced at him strangely: "Aren't you learning to arrange music?"
"Brother, I studied visual arts and art history..." A huge feeling of powerlessness came over me.
"That's it." Shen Che nodded, as if he understood something.
But Lu Ziyu knew that he would forget again next time! He would block anyone or anything that did not interest him.
"Oh, by the way, Miss Chi's roommate, that Korean kimchi, is in the same department as me."
“Park—” Chen Che tried to find Park Ye-jin’s name, but failed. He said, “Ms. Park?”
"Oh, yes, yes, it's her!" Lu Ziyu was full of resentment when he talked about Park Ye-jin. He was a big victim and suffered bullying everywhere.
"What happened to her?"
Lu Ziyu pulled open his hoodie with a rather abrupt movement, revealing a long, noticeable scratch from his ear to his collarbone. It looked like it had been scratched by some animal, like a stray cat.
"I was trying to help her out, but she started scratching my face. My face!" Lu Ziyu was indignant. "Even though my reputation has been ruined, does that mean I deserve to be bullied? She's not my hater, why is she trying to drag me down?! She's just a stick, and she hit me!"
This matter came about strangely, so Chen Che asked Lu Ziyu to speak slowly.
Lu Ziyu's intermittent words pieced together a piece of the incident.
In the library, Park Ye-jin was patted on the shoulder. After talking for a while, the two started arguing.
The good guy Lu Ziyu recognized her as Chi Leyou's roommate and wanted to help.
Chen Che: "Wait, you said that was a foreigner?" He seemed to have some impression of this foreigner.
"Yeah, his name is Park Kimchi 'Miss Chi'. Park Kimchi's last name isn't Chi. Oh, wait... he got the wrong person. The person he's looking for is... Yo-Yo?"
Lu Ziyu, who realized it belatedly, shouted, "Oh my god, brother, that damn golden-haired guy doesn't look like a good person!"
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