Gluttony (24)
After such a long time since returning, Song Shu’s photos have been widely circulated in the circle. However, most of them are secretly taken photos, with the back, side profile, and the few frontal photos are all blurred.
So Song Shu is still considered mysterious in the circle.
The friend scolded Xie Qingran: "Control your expression, you are full of resentment, brother."
Xie Qingran turned around with a sour face, "Damn it, you just can't recognize me?"
The friend looked at Xie Yi, then at Xie Qingran: "Actually, you two don't look alike..."
Xie Qingran's expression eased, and his friend said, "But you teased him first, so it's normal for him to make a mistake."
"Isn't this just what you deserve?"
The friend shrugged and looked over, and Xie Qingran's face darkened again.
…
When Song Shu saw that the waiter who came to serve wine was Xie Yi, he secretly stuffed some more snacks into Xie Yi's pocket.
At present, he looks at Xie Yi as if he were a young seedling - he is the Dragon Aotian of the gaming world, and he must be taken good care of.
Song Shu took advantage of the chaos to stuff all the tips he had on him into Xie Yi's pocket: "If you're too tired, you can come to my place and take a break."
Xie Yi: “…”
Xie Yi pursed his lips.
He knew that Song Shu was attracted by his game, but because Song Shu's eyes were too sincere, he sometimes had the illusion that Song Shu actually liked him very much.
The wine was delivered, and Song Shu put it in the bag according to the bartender's instructions, and then pushed the dessert to Pei Che: "Try it, it's delicious."
Pei Che picked up the fork and asked curiously: "Are you friends with the waiter just now?"
Song Shu nodded, and Pei Che's expression became confused: "Strange, I also know someone named Xie Qingran."
Xie Yi is the illegitimate son of the Xie family, and not many people know about this.
Song Shu was indulging in dim sum, eating heartily, and casually said, "Maybe it's a coincidence."
Pei Che blinked: "Is that so?"
Song Shu: "Yeah."
…
My friend was almost laughing like crazy. He pounded the sofa and laughed wildly: "Although it's a bit strange to eavesdrop on other people's conversations, Song Shu is so interesting."
Xie Qingran kicked the sofa: "Have you laughed enough?"
The friend wiped the tears from his eyes and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't consider that you, the protagonist with many similar names, were still there."
Xie Qingran's forehead was throbbing with veins, and he was a little furious: "If you laugh again, get out."
The friend raised his glass of wine, a punishment for his careless gaffe. He drank it all in one gulp: "Since you care so much, I'll go and have a few words with him."
Xie Qingran turned his face away. He had no place to vent the emotions that had accumulated over the past few days. Every time he felt like he was about to explode, he would look at Song Shu's face, and his emotions would be forcibly suppressed, and he didn't know what to say.
Because his subconscious mind has been telling him that Song Shu won't care, no matter if he's angry or anything. To put it bluntly, it was all his fault from the beginning. Even if Song Shu knew the truth, it wouldn't matter. If she didn't like it, she didn't like it. If this simple and fixed personality was on someone else, Xie Qingran would think that this person was decisive, but on Song Shu, it would make people inexplicably unhappy.
Song Shu was very cold. Whenever she looked at him, she would always wonder if this person would suddenly disappear one day.
This kind of illusion makes people feel uneasy for no reason.
Xie Qingran had never experienced this feeling before. He was angry but also felt a vague resentment towards Song Shu.
But intellectually, I knew that Song Shu was not wrong.
The two conflicting emotions were driving people crazy. Xie Qingran hadn't had a good night's sleep for several days.
He sat in the booth and watched his friend stand up and walk towards Song Shu without stopping him.
My good friend is also an Alpha, a famous romantic artist in the circle, with long hair tied up and a gentle smiling face that is very deceptive.
Song Shu tilted his head slightly when talking to his friend. The scar on his face seemed to have faded a little. He was wearing a shirt and a jacket. Two buttons of the shirt were unbuttoned. There was another burn scar near the collarbone. The earrings under his black hair were shining.
It was unclear what they talked about, but after a while, his friend was holding his stomach and laughing again. Xie Qingran felt inexplicably annoyed, but also a little arrogant and expectant. Could the misunderstanding finally be cleared up?
Don't mistake him for Xie Yi anymore, he is Xie Qingran.
When his friend came back, Xie Qingran sat up straight unconsciously. When his friend saw him, he started laughing again. Just as Xie Qingran was about to kick him again, he cleared his throat and said, "Do you know what he said?"
"I say, friend, do you know Xie Qingran?"
"He said, ah? Your name is Xie Qingran too?"
"Hahahaha Song Shu is so funny."
Xie Qingran: “…”
Fuck you.
Xie Qingran stood up in a flash, and his friend held out his hand: "Hey, isn't that the person walking towards Song Shu? Hey!"
Xie Qingran was furious and kicked open the door behind the bar and went out.
My friend muttered, "It's really violent."
…
Song Shu, who was unaware of all this, was questioning 555: "This is the second person in the world who looks like my wife!! You'd better tell me the truth, is there a principle of balancing the squeaking of feces in this world?"
555 Guilty: [I don’t know! ]
Song Shu almost had a heart-and-lung arrest when he saw the face of Xie Qingran's friend. She looked too much like the heroine in his favorite anime series!!
If the two people didn't have different temperaments, Song Shu would probably have recognized the wrong person.
【Let me turn it over. 】
With the sound of flipping pages, 555 said again: [I can't find the heroine anywhere. This is an original world view, so it stands to reason that there won't be a wife of yours.]
Song Shu chuckled: "You'd better be of some use."
After failing in the Karaoke contest, 555 couldn't stand being told that it was useless. It got angry and said, "Hehe."
Song Shu was really frightened by Ji Ji's pacing.
At first, he didn't care much about whether the people here looked like his wives, but since that Omega that day, Song Shu could see several people who looked like his wives from time to time.
555: [Are you unhappy? I have turned into a real person to come to you. ]
"…You make it sound like a ghost is coming to see me."
The premonition of countless times of balancing the sound of the guitar told Song Shu that his wife was still as good as paper.
Song Shu clenched his fist. The paper man would never grow chirps out of thin air!
555: [.]
【What if. 】
Song Shu said firmly: "There is no such thing as a single accident."
A message popped up on his phone, Song Shu clicked on it and quickly changed his ID.
Song Yinxing: [You spent 120,000 yuan in the club?]
Jiji Pai Ping Stay Away from Paper People: [For friends]
Song Yinxing: [? ]
Jiji Peiping stays away from paper people: [Bartender, you have seen them all, your memory is really bad]
Song Yinxing: [……]
After replying, Song Shu ignored 99+'s other messages and continued eating snacks.
As it got closer to midnight, more and more people came to the bar. Song Shu and Pei Che stayed in a booth playing games. Soon, a rock band came on stage. More and more people were dancing on the dance floor. Some people even took advantage of the chaos to kiss. The pheromones mixed in the air freshener made people blush.
Song Shu: "…Isn't this Qing Bar?"
Pei Che blushed: "This is one of the quieter bars around here."
That means other bars are having more fun. Song Shu: "..." Sure enough, the AO relationship on the main star is very messy.
Pei Che bit his lip, his cat-like eyes moist: "How about we go out and wait?"
There were a lot of people watching Song Shu. If Song Shu was pulled into the dance floor, she might have her clothes stripped off.
In pursuit of excitement, people on the dance floor wear very little, so that when they come into contact with others, they can feel the stimulation of skin contact to the greatest extent.
And because they don't know each other, a glance or a simple body movement can become ambiguous under the rendering of the light.
Warm, cold, rough, smooth, bodies collided, as if souls collided, that glance seemed to last for a thousand years, the air was full of sparks, but the next second the music changed, bodies lightly staggered. The ambiguity was fleeting, but the brain received short stimulations again and again, which easily made people excited.
AOs are all sensory animals, and this kind of subtle touch is the most itchy.
Song Shu can make people excited without even entering the dance floor, because if she enters the dance floor, people will probably try every means to take off her clothes.
The people on the dance floor were becoming more and more open-minded. Pei Che's ears turned red. He pulled Song Shu and wanted to leave, but there were several Alphas standing in front of him.
"Where are you from?"
"Are you Beta? Why haven't I seen you before?"
"Would you like to play together? Dancing is fine too."
Most of the words were directed at Song Shu. As an Omega, Pei Che had been well protected since childhood, and the gentlemanly education of Alphas would not allow them to do anything too extreme to O. But if such a gentleman were to be placed on Beta, many A's would feel that it was unnecessary.
Beta is not as precious as O, its reproductive cavity is not as narrow, the probability of pregnancy is low, and although its physical fitness is not as good as A, it is durable.
Many wealthy people in the upper class who don’t want to have illegitimate children choose good-looking Betas as their lovers.
Pei Che froze in place. Song Shu, however, was used to it, and led him through the crowd without any expression, and the group of A actually made way obediently.
But his wolf-like gaze still followed Song Shu.
Song Shu didn't care, but Pei Che pulled him out of the bar quickly and sent a message to the bartender.
After posting it, he was still very angry. Pei Che: "The way they look at people is so disgusting."
Song Shu nodded in agreement, but he didn't really care. He had seen even more disgusting and gloomy looks. He lowered his head to reply to the message, but Pei Che's heart twitched at his indifferent expression.
He grabbed the hem of his clothes with his fingers: "Song Shu, don't you think they are disgusting?"
Song Shu nodded: "Disgusting."
If it's disgusting, shouldn't the expression be more disgusting? But Song Shu's tone is like saying that the weather is very good today.
Pei Che felt anxious and looked away: "You don't seem to care."
Song Shu didn't quite understand Pei Che's psychology, so he could only put away his phone and responded a little dryly: "Then what expression should I have?"
Pei Che looked at him.
It was still that indifferent expression, weak and light.
Pei Che felt even more upset, as if he was being roasted on a fire. He turned his eyes away again, and just at this moment the bartender sent him a message asking him to go backstage to get something, so he had an excuse to leave and calm his chaotic mood.
In order to ensure that Song Shu would not be harassed, Pei Che found a relatively secluded location for him before leaving and told him, "Wait for me here, don't leave."
Song Shu nodded: "Okay, okay."
Not long after Pei Che left, another person walked out from this remote corner.
The light was not dim, and Song Shu saw the face clearly. He hesitated whether to say hello, but the man suddenly quickened his pace and walked towards him.
Song Shu looked around to make sure there was no one else around, and chose to speak: "Well, what a coincidence, haha, thank you——"
His words were interrupted, and Xie Qingran finally stood in front of him. His expression was fierce, yet hurt, like a scarred little animal, and he was the one who caused the scars.
Song Shu stood up straight subconsciously.
Xie Qingran angrily continued his words: "My name is Xie Qingran!!"
You are Xie Qingran, then who is the other person?
Song Shu didn't think about it and hesitated: "Are there so many people with the same name?"
"you!"
Xie Qingran had that extremely hurt expression again. He gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, and he used his height to trap Song Shu between him and the wall. His breathing was up and down, and he was extremely angry: "I am the real Xie Qingran, do you understand?!"
Song Shu didn't quite understand why the "Xie Yi" in front of him looked so angry. He was a little puzzled: "Are you Xie Qingran? You are not Xie Yi? I'm not a fool."
Xie Qingran laughed softly, very suppressed: "I fucking asked Xie Yi to pretend to be me to tease you before, do you understand? I installed surveillance in your box, I know all the conversations you had with him."
Song Shu: “…”
Xie Qingran supported his forehead, his voice became more suppressed, like a balloon that exploded after being inflated to the extreme, sour, angry and uneasy, all kinds of emotions splashing everywhere: "Do you understand? I, and everyone in the box, are looking at you and Xie Yi."
"I have been watching you. I am the real Xie Qingran."
He looked up at Song Shu, expecting to see a look of fear or disgust, but unexpectedly Song Shu still had no expression, and even his emotions were very flat.
Song Shu looked past him and said, "Sorry, my friend is here. If you need anything, you can contact him on the phone."
Xie Qingran was unwilling to give in: "Even the Xie Qingran you thought of was lying to you."
He didn't know why he said this, but he just said it.
Song Shu paused: "I don't care about this kind of thing."
Then he walked past Xie Qingran and walked towards Pei Che.
Xie Qingran stood there with a blank expression, and heard Song Shu's explanation to his friend from afar.
"Sorry, someone just wanted to talk to me."
"Well, it's not a problem, and it's not a big deal."
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