Chapter 2: Married in Dreams
Shen Shi's gaze fell back on Pei Heng again, "I said, sorry, I'm married."
"Really? Hahaha!" Zhou Jingming burst into earth-shaking laughter.
"Everyone in the hospital is trying to figure out who you're going to marry."
Chen Yu looked at Shen Shi calmly, then at Pei Heng's red lips, "A married person, so enthusiastic towards your roommate just after meeting him?"
Pei Heng raised his chin slightly and examined Shen Shi's overly handsome face.
"So did I recognize the wrong person just now, or does your married partner look a lot like me?"
Either way it's infuriating.
Pei Heng thought to himself and straightened his lips again.
"I didn't recognize the wrong person." Shen Shi's voice was very soft, and he chose his words carefully. "I'm married. I got married in a dream."
Zhou Jingming wanted to laugh, but Chen Yu covered his mouth and forced him to squat aside and eat melon.
Pei Heng's eyes flickered, and his tone rose slightly at the end, like a hook, "Knotted in a dream?"
He repeated Shen Shi's words, leaning forward slightly and closing the distance.
It was so close that Shen Shi could see the distinct eyelashes of His Highness and smell his clean breath.
Shen Shi's breathing slowed down and became softer.
Pei Heng raised his eyebrows and even felt that he looked a little obedient.
"Then who is the person you marry in your dream?" Pei Heng asked, his tone less aggressive.
Shen Shi didn't hesitate at all. The moment Pei Heng finished speaking, his eyes met his gaze with a burning gaze.
"It's with you. You are the Crown Prince and I am your Crown Princess."
Pei Heng: “…”
Pei Heng was stunned by this direct shot. He stared meaningfully at Shen Shi's eyes and stood still in silence.
"You're quite the dreamer, then."
Shen Shi lowered his eyes, the corners of his lips curved deeper, and he hooked Pei Heng's fingertips, "Yes."
When he woke up from the dream, hundreds of years had passed. He thought... he would never see the person in front of him again.
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The 306 dormitory members finally gathered together. After getting to know each other for a while, Zhou Jingming suggested going to a dinner near the school.
"Let's go to Lanshanju, I'll treat you." Shen Shi said.
Zhou Jingming couldn't believe it. "Do we have to choose such a fancy place for a dinner party? The food there is very expensive."
Shen Shi frowned, “Your Highness has a picky taste, how can you eat casually? Lanshanju is the second best.”
Chen Yu: “…”
He thought about the buns he brought for Pei Heng in the morning and pushed up his glasses.
"Is this why you didn't finish the bag of buns?" he asked Pei Heng.
Pei Heng stared at Shen Shi for half a second, then turned his head to be very honest with Chen Yu.
"A little oily."
Chen Yu seemed to be hit by this comment, silently covering his heart, "Let's go to Lanshanju."
After leaving the dormitory building, Shen Shi walked half a step behind Pei Heng, and he attracted a lot of attention.
Lanshanju has an elegant environment and the waiter came to greet us.
Before Pei Heng could speak, Shen Shi sat down beside him and ordered for him. He spoke slowly and calmly, and finally said, "Add another serving of steamed sea bass, minus the scallions and ginger."
"The rice should be softer and the soup should be warm."
Good job.
Pei Heng stared at Shen Shi, his eyes turning around suspiciously.
Why are all his favorite foods? This seemingly well-behaved new roommate is definitely not right.
Pei Heng was distracted when Chen Shi almost finished ordering half of the menu.
Stunned, Zhou Jingming raised his hand, wanting to speak but stopping himself, "...Shi, there are only four of us. Oh... Pei Heng can't eat so much."
Shen Shi went to see Pei Heng again, thinking that compared to the meals His Highness had eaten before, it was really simple.
Pei Heng inexplicably read pity in his eyes and looked away, "I can't eat."
"Yes, Your Highness." Shen Shi was very obedient and subtracted the dishes he ordered later. The remaining dishes were all Pei Heng's favorites.
Pei Heng felt even more strange, "Don't shout nonsense."
Shen Shi thought for a moment, "Husband."
Pei Heng: ...
Pei Heng put down the water cup, almost choked, and tore off a piece of paper to wipe his hands.
"No."
Shen Shi nodded, his eyes swept across his slightly red earlobe, and after thinking again and again, the corners of his eyes raised slightly.
"husband."
Pei Heng's ears were very red, but he had no expression on his face as he threw the paper ball at Shen Shi.
"You're not done yet."
"...Then, Ah Heng." Shen Shi frowned unconsciously, his eyes pleading, "Don't make me call you by your full name, okay."
The pair of eyes that Pei Heng noticed at first sight were now a little misty, with a glimmer of hope hidden in their depths.
Pei Heng met his gaze and inexplicably... became too lazy to struggle.
Being obsessed with looks is so unreasonable.
"Whatever you say." Pei Heng snorted in dissatisfaction and muttered again, surprisingly not rejecting it.
Zhou Jingming bit his chopsticks and leaned over to talk to Chen Yu, "Are they tired of playing the game of dunk?"
Chen Yu ignored him and stared at the small and exquisite crystal bun on the plate, annoyed.
"Can this thing beat the xiaolongbao?"
Zhou Jingming: “…”
—
The dishes were almost served, and the enticing aroma wafted through the elegant room of Lanshanju.
The dishes ordered by Shen Shi almost covered their table. He didn't eat much, but his eyes never left Pei Heng.
"Hey hey hey," Zhou Jingming suddenly nudged Pei Heng with his elbow, lowered his voice, and pointed towards the door.
"Pei Hengheng, look! Enemies often cross paths! Here comes that idiot Liao Dong!"
Pei Heng had just picked up the shrimp dumplings when he lazily raised his eyelids and asked, "...Who?"
"That spy guy." Chen Yu said concisely.
Pei Heng finally had some impression and glanced over casually.
Coincidentally, Liao Dong's table had just been led by the waiter to sit across from them, and was also staring over here.
When their eyes met, Liao Dong slammed the table like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
"Pei Heng! What are you looking at?!"
Pei Heng spoke slowly, casually and irritatingly, "You don't look good dressed like this. You don't have the temperament of a warlord. What a pity."
"Pfft." Zhou Jingming burst out laughing.
Chen Yu's mouth twitched and he lowered his head to drink tea.
"Pei Heng! You're asking for a beating!" Liao Dong instantly exploded, standing up with a thud, the chair legs scraping against the floor. "I didn't beat you into submission last time, did I?"
Shen Shi's gaze finally moved away from Pei Heng's face and fell on Liao Dong. He had no expression, but the air around him seemed to have cooled down a few degrees.
He turned his head and asked Zhou Jingming: "Who is this person?"
Zhou Jingming was still laughing, but when asked by Shen Shi, he inexplicably felt a chill on his neck and quickly stopped laughing.
"Liao Dong, during military training, he dressed up randomly, insisting on being different from everyone else. He ended up looking like a fake warlord or spy chief."
"The girl he liked immediately handed Pei Heng a love letter. He was so angry that he brought people to block Pei Heng downstairs..."
"Then." Shen Shi's voice was flat, and no emotion could be heard.
Chen Yu continued, "Pei Heng took care of him and the people he brought with him. Liao Dong was out with a sprained ankle for half a month."
"From then on, the name of the most beautiful girl from the College of Arts resounded throughout the military training base."
Pei Heng had no reaction to this and picked up another crab meat dumpling.
"Bah!" Liao Dong's face flushed with anger as his scars were exposed, and he pointed at the sumptuous dishes on their table.
"I think you're a gigolo, Pei Heng. You brought your followers here to pretend to be rich? Don't you consider your status? Can you afford a place like this?"
The waiter who had just taken the order to Liao Dong's table stood by with a kettle in his hand. His expression froze subtly, and his eyes glanced back and forth between the main dishes on their table and Liao Dong's home-cooked stir-fries.
This classmate is mocking those who don’t care about their food.
Pei Heng finally put down his chopsticks, picked up a tissue to wipe the corner of his mouth, and looked up at Liao Dong.
"You're so noisy."
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