Rage (7)
what? !
Song Shu was hung up on for no apparent reason. What was even more puzzling was, did this guy go somewhere to giggle secretly after hearing that I was rejected by my goddess?
555: [……. ]
[Yes, and laughed very loudly.]
Song Shu was angry, "Sure enough, there is no such thing as an absolutely pure pairing for watching anime in this world."
Song Shu was sad for a while but then he stopped being sad. After being mentally prepared for this kind of thing, he could just be confused and not hurt his brain.
well.
Song Shu let out a deep breath, and as usual, posted today's grain production picture on Weibo, and received a private message from Gu Yu.
Gu Yu: [Hello teacher, can I cosplay your new pictures? I really like your new pictures.]
Song Shufa's new painting is still anthropomorphic. He was very into watching Animal World recently, so he drew an anthropomorphic lion.
After crying, Song Shu felt a little sleepy, so she replied with an "ok" and exited. Just as she was about to lie down, she felt something was wrong.
Wait, if Gu Yu really looks exactly like Shen Yu, does that mean that the Shen Yu next to him is not the real Shen Yu, and his wife might be a woman?
【Want to eat meal replacement? 】
Song Shu exclaimed: "I didn't!"
Qi Kexiu, eating meal replacements is such an insulting behavior, pure love warriors like Song Shu firmly resist eating meal replacements. But he really doubted it, damn, it's because they look too similar! That's why he was wavering!
No, it seems I have to go to the comic convention on Tuesday.
Song Shuxiong sat up with a proud look on his face. He was just about to send a message to Gu Chuyue to confirm the schedule for the comic exhibition on Tuesday, but Gu Chuyue came to him first.
Bad Realm: [Brother, what do you mean by goddess? Which show is this from?]
Bad Current Charge: [The signal was bad just now, I accidentally hung up]
Song Shu was even more certain. Was Gu Chuyue just gloating over someone else's misfortune?
But he still needs Gu Chuyue to accompany him to the comic convention. Song Shu thinks that it’s okay to gloat over someone else’s misfortune, as he still has to go to the comic convention.
Beware of the Jiji balancing principle: [Which show? Are you crazy about watching anime? Of course it’s the goddess in real life! Don’t you have a goddess?]
[But that’s not the point. The point is that we need to discuss the Comic-Con schedule on Tuesday.]
After Song Shu sent the message, Gu Chuyue didn't reply for a long time, and it was already evening when he replied.
Bad Current Charge: [Sorry, brother, I can’t go on Tuesday because of something else. I’ll transfer the ticket to you and you can go with your goddess]
The sadness and grief could not be concealed in his words, but Song Shu could not hear it and still thought Gu Chuyue was a nice person.
It turns out that his goddess is actually a man.
…
"Alas, there are plenty of fish in the sea, why are you crying?"
"You're getting a bargain with such a handsome boyfriend for just a few days. It's not surprising that we broke up. Take it easy, bro. Send me his WeChat and let me have a taste of the bitterness."
"roll!"
Gu Chuyue was holding a bottle of Coke, looking unhappy. His face and eyes were red from drinking. "Tell me, does he know that I'm jealous?"
"Wow, he watches anime every day. A few days ago, he said it was fun to watch anime with me, but today he said he has a goddess."
"I asked him which show the goddess was from, and he asked me if I was possessed... wuwuwu..."
Comforting his roommate: "..."
You are quite crazy.
…
The housekeeping service was arranged in the evening. Song Shu opened the door and was accompanied by Song Chen, who had just got off the plane.
Song Chen seemed very tired, with faint dark circles under his eyes. He walked in, and the housekeeper followed him in and started cleaning. Song Shu followed behind Song Chen obediently, "Brother, are you tired today? Let me give you a back massage."
Song Chen's expression was a little subtle. He turned around and looked at Song Shu: "Can you also massage my back?"
"Of course!" Song Shu raised his fist, trying to prove how powerful he was.
His chin was touched by slightly cool fingertips, and Song Chen frowned: "Are you crying?"
The corners of Song Shu's eyes and the tip of his nose were very red, and this redness would not go away for a while. Song Chen's fingertips were rough, and he couldn't stand the pinching. He tilted his head awkwardly, "No, I just haven't recovered from the cold yet."
Song Chen let go of his hand, his eyes were indifferent: "You said yesterday that you were fine."
Song Shu was depressed that his memory was so good.
"Not really. I just thought of something sad. I was worried that you wouldn't come over to cook for me tonight."
What Song Shu said was nonsense. In real life, he and Song Yinxing often talked nonsense like this with a smile on their faces. Song Yinxing would most likely give him a punch on the head.
So is Song Chen.
Song Shu covered his forehead and followed Song Chen like a little tail.
The housekeeper was cleaning the living room. Song Chen looked around, and Song Shu followed him, rummaging around and poking his head in curiously, just like a squirrel following a big bad wolf.
"Brother, what are you looking for?"
Song Chen moved the green plants away and suddenly discovered something. He bent down and picked up a piece of broken iron. There was also a very obvious dent in the soil where the green plants were.
It was obvious that someone had left something here.
Considering what Song Shu said about feeling uncomfortable, Song Chen could guess what was put there.
Song Shu wanted to go over and take a look, but Song Chen helped him stand up, and his whole body was in Song Chen's arms. He was a little confused: "Brother?"
Song Chen's face was as dark as the King of Hell. He twisted the piece of iron in his hand, and his breath became heavy due to the suppressed anger.
He looked down at Song Shu in his arms, "How long have you lived here?"
Song Shu thought for a moment and said, "I can't remember clearly."
The fragrance on Song Shu seemed to be much stronger than his, and he could smell it as long as he got close.
[Ding, the rage value has risen to 10%, please be informed. ]
Song Shu: “???”
Is Song Chen angry?
Song Shu raised his head quickly, and was frightened by Song Chen's dark expression. He spoke in a low voice, "Brother, what's wrong?"
"nothing."
Song Chen loosened his arms around Song Shu and glanced over, as if he wanted to curse, but finally held back.
Song Shu wondered, did Song Chen not like hugging people? Was he a germaphobe and didn't want him to get so close?
The housekeeper was quick and efficient and quickly packed up and left. Song Chen pushed Song Shu and told him to go somewhere else to play and not sit near him.
Song Shu was even more certain that Song Chen didn't like others getting too close to him.
He was used to Song Chen, and was a little reluctant to leave now. He looked back every few steps and saw Song Chen raising his hand to water the plants, so he quickly stopped him: "Hey! Brother, you have already watered them this afternoon."
Song Shu wondered, do you like this green plant so much? When Chen Yu came today, he also watered the green plant.
Seeing that Song Chen was about to water the plants again, Song Shu stopped him and said, "Don't water them anymore. If you water them again, they will die."
Song Chen sneered: "It would be better if he was poured to death."
How stupid of me to not notice someone was spying on me for so long.
Song Shu: “…”
It seems that he doesn't like it.
Song Shu sat on the sofa playing games, and Song Chen went into the kitchen to cook. Song Shu wanted to go in and help, but was kicked out. Song Chen was very ruthless: "How can you help?"
Song Shu had no choice but to continue playing the game "with tears in his eyes".
After two games, three dishes and a soup were served on the table. Song Shu had already picked up the chopsticks and bowl, staring at Song Chen with bright eyes.
Wear an apron over a suit, cooking skills are the best dowry for a man!
Song Shu took a bite of sweet and sour pork ribs, which were so delicious that they made him cry. "Brother, you will definitely have no shortage of wives in the future."
Unlike him, I guess I can only live with a paper man for the rest of my life (note: a female paper man).
Song Chen said in a calm tone, "So can you tell me why you are crying today?"
Song Shu let out a sigh. He felt a little shy to share his emotional problems with Song Chen. He said vaguely, "Some sad things just happened."
"What's up?"
Song Chen intuitively felt that what Song Shu mentioned was related to the surveillance camera in the green plants.
Song Shu decided to tell a little lie: "No, only one of my friends came to me and broke up with me."
"Have you entered?"
Song Shu coughed violently and lowered his head: "Of course not."
Song Chen stared at him for a while, not knowing whether he believed it or not.
Song Shu stuffed rice into his mouth one grain at a time, and only breathed a sigh of relief when Song Chen looked away.
…
The weekend just passed like this.
Song Shu got up early on Monday to go to work, still wearing a mask and carrying a briefcase on the subway.
555 sharp review: [Full of office worker vibe. ]
Although he has never worked a single day, he has a strong corporate vibe, and his entire body exudes the aura of a resentful spirit that doesn't want to go to work.
This kind of atmosphere is further optimized in Song Shu, and this optimization is due to Song Shu's appearance and temperament. Indifferent and decadent, not to the point of being world-weary, but incompatible with the outside world, always separated by a hateful film.
It makes people want to break it and pull him down to the earth.
Soon, two or three more men crowded around Song Shu, and more and more people walked towards him.
Song Shu's hair was shaking, and he leaned back holding his briefcase. "555, the subway during rush hour is terrible."
【………】
Don't you understand why it's scary?
555 looked around and found that the subway guy who had been protecting Song Shu was "cleverly" standing in front of Song Shu again, so he was too lazy to remind Song Shu how many subway perverts were around him.
The subway guy seemed to have something to say today. He lowered his head and saw Song Shu's somewhat tired eyebrows. He wanted to ask Song Shu, are you sick or on a business trip? Why didn't I meet you on the subway last week?
But he didn't ask until the subway arrived at the station.
Those questions were beyond the line. Song Shu didn't know him, so there was no need to answer his questions.
…
After getting off the subway and arriving at the company, Song Shu sat on the leather sofa in the president's office, took off his mask and let out a deep breath.
While Song Chen was away, Song Shu secretly took out his cell phone to slack off.
He hadn't opened Fetion all night, and there were several unread messages in the chat box.
asdfg: [Good morning, husband^^ I will go to your city next week. I want to ask if you have time to meet me^^]
Shen: [We have a comic convention here this Tuesday, how about we go together?]
Song Shu now felt goosebumps when he saw Chen Yu's news. He almost threw his phone away. His mind was full of thoughts - this person had dated her, and this person was a man!
…
Chen Yu sent messages to Song Shu using two mobile phones.
He knew that Song Shu was going to work today, and he also knew that Song Shu would take the subway.
Having monitored Song Shu for such a long time, he knew Song Shu's schedule very well. But he always felt lonely when he couldn't see Song Shu, so Chen Yu bit his fingers anxiously.
Can Song Shu reply to his message?
…
Song Shu pretended not to see Chen Yu's message and replied to the garbled netizen's message.
Breaking up with Shen Yu at least proves that he is not cheating, and then you have to give an explanation to the netizens who posted the random code.
Song Shu counted the money in her balance and thought she could pay back half of it first, so she accepted the invitation to meet the netizen.
It's better to make an appointment to meet and talk it out clearly. Otherwise, if only the netizen is making efforts in this online relationship, it can't be called a healthy relationship.
After Song Shu made the decision, he replied to the garbled message from netizens.
Beware of the Chirp Balancing Principle: [Okay, let’s make an appointment?]
The netizen with the random code probably also had to go to work, and he replied to Song Shu’s message almost immediately.
asdfg: [Honey^^ Is Tuesday night okay? ]
Beware of the chirp balancing principle: [ok]
At the same time, Gu Yu posted an ambiguous message on Weibo.
Gu Yu: [I’m about to meet a very important person^^ Happy *v*]
Song Shu, who always posted on Weibo and then left, and occasionally handled private messages with conscience, didn't know. He was still thinking about what to do with the other ticket he had if Gu Chuyue broke his promise, and he needed to ask Song Chen for leave to go to the comic exhibition.
In fact, there is no problem for him to go alone, but Gu Chuyue said at the beginning that he wanted to go with him, and now he regrets and doesn't want to go, which is somewhat troublesome.
More importantly, ask for leave from Song Chen TT
He didn't dare to speak! Ah!
Song Shu held the phone and looked around. The door of the president's office was opened, and a biting wind blew through the narrow space. Song Chen was followed by several special assistants, who were holding documents and reporting today's schedule as they walked.
Song Shu unconsciously shrank his head and glanced at Song Chen secretly, like an elementary school student peeking at his parents' office.
As if noticing Song Shu's gaze, Song Chen rubbed his head and said, "I'm a little busy today, so you can manage your time in the morning as you wish."
Then he took a bunch of documents and went out.
Song Shu was stunned at first and then he was ecstatic. He immediately threw away the professional book on his knees and picked up his mobile phone to play games.
Oh yeah, the King of Hell is not at home.
Song Shu played games and slacked off all morning. Song Chen didn't come back until noon. His special assistant brought him lunch, saying that Song Chen had prepared it in advance.
Song Shu felt guilty for a while about his ignorance, and after dinner he quietly read a professional book. However, he became sleepy while reading and lost his grip on the book, causing it to hit his nose, causing him to cry in pain.
At this time, the door of the president's office was pushed open again. Song Chen, who had just finished the meeting, walked in and saw Song Shu crying with a book in her hand.
Song Shu cried softly and his sobs were weak. He carefully covered his nose and looked up, and Song Chen was able to see the wet and red corners of his eyes.
“…”
Song Chen's nerves were tense. He had never met anyone as fragile as Song Shu before.
If I make a bowl of noodles, I will cry when I eat it. If I don’t eat with him, I will cry. If I break up with my friends, I will cry again…
Are you crying over a book now?
Because I am helpless, I can't help but feel irritable.
"Why are you crying?"
Song Chen applied a tissue to his face, but he didn't control the strength of the wipe well, and his cheeks instantly turned red. Song Shu was still confused, his attention was on the soreness in his nose, and he was unable to react for a while.
"etc,……"
Song Chen put down the tissue, suppressed his emotions, and his tone was inevitably indistinguishable: "Why are you crying?"
Song Shu was confused and wanted to say that he didn't cry, but when he saw that Song Chen looked a little soft-hearted, he came up with an idea.
He sniffed and lowered his head because he was afraid of being discovered lying. The sound of crying always had a sense of fragility.
"Brother, there's a comic convention I wanted to go to on Tuesday, but my friend canceled it..."
Song Shu tried to portray himself as more pitiful through this incident, "Even so, but..."
But I can still go alone, after all, he just wants to see whether Gu Yu looks like Shen Yu!
Song Shu was thinking hard in his mind, but he was interrupted by Song Chen before he could finish his words.
"The friend you said you cut off contact with?"
Song Chen was very straightforward, with a hint of disdain in his eyes, "Are you crying just for this?", "I'll go with you."
"ah??"
Song Shu was stunned, "Ah? You'll go with me?"
Song Chen said calmly, "Well, what time on Tuesday?"
Song Shu subconsciously followed Song Chen's rhythm: "Twelve o'clock noon."
It's too early for him to get up.
Song Chen agreed, but Song Shu was still confused.
What?? ! ! He is going to the comic convention with Song Chen? ?
Song Shu immediately wilted. He looked at Song Chen, trying to get him to retract his decision, and asked indirectly, "Brother, don't you have anything important to do tomorrow? Like a date with your sister-in-law or something."
Song Shu said these words just to let Song Chen focus on more important things, but as he spoke he felt something was wrong, because Song Chen was 28 years old and still a man who hadn't given away his first love.
“………”
It's over.
Song Shu thought of something very bad, and a hint of pity suddenly appeared in his eyes when he looked at Song Chen.
It is known that Chen Yu is a male and has Jiji, so according to the Jiji balancing principle, the one who lost Jiji is——
Song Shu was shocked. It was his brother!
555: [………]
With this amazing train of thought, 555 decided to pick up the camera.
Song Shu's look of pity was too obvious for Song Chen to ignore, and the position he was staring at was also very subtle.
Song Chen glanced at Song Shu with a speechless look, but Song Shu wiped the non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes and made a gesture of encouragement to him.
Brother, there is a reason why we are brothers. In my last life, I was impotent. In this life...
“………”
The man strode over and slapped him hard on the head, sneering: "Song Shu, what the hell are you thinking about?"
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