Chapter 145: How is the Top Shura Field?
Yuan Qing didn't feel any pain on her finger where the other party had bitten her. Instead, she was struck by the other party's cute expression, which looked like a kitten that had just woken up.
His eyes were a little evasive and he licked his lips uncomfortably.
Dao didn't know he could be so innocent...
Zhu Yanshi raised his hand to rub his eyes, avoiding the glaring light outside the window. He stared blankly at the front for a while before slowly grabbing the backpack beside him, standing up from the chair, and stretching.
He reached out and patted Chen Shiyi's shoulder.
"Let's go, let's eat in the cafeteria or out tonight?"
His head was a little groggy from sleep, and he was too dizzy to react. He had his hands in his coat pockets, and he looked a little dazed.
Chen Shiyi collected his things quickly and jumped over to hook his brother's shoulders.
"I'll treat you to a meal, you choose the place."
"Filial piety."
Zhu Yanshi gave a thumbs up. Without any external pressure, he could speak without restraint.
The two walked forward with a smile, and when they reached the door, they found that Yuan Qing had not followed them, so they leaned against the door of the library waiting for someone.
While waiting, confirm where to eat in the evening.
Yuan Qing brought a lot of books with him. After stuffing them into his backpack, he turned around and found that the two people were talking and laughing as they left.
He was feeling a little down until he turned the corner and saw two people leaning against the door.
Zhu Yanshi raised his chin, turned off the phone in his hand and put it back in his pocket.
"Let's go to Fubaoxuan for dinner tonight? He's treating."
He pulled his hand out of his pocket and pointed his thumb at the person next to him.
The slight depression in Yuan Qing's heart disappeared completely because of the smile on the boy's face, and he nodded.
"good."
The three of them walked out of the library, chatting and laughing as they headed out of the campus.
In the evening, Zhu Yanshi drank some wine and returned to the dormitory. He asked Yuan Qing to take a shower first, and he stood in the corridor outside the dormitory to make a phone call.
He first called his grandmother. When he came back just now, he received a package in a foam box. Inside the package were many glass jars filled with various pickles.
I guess my grandma spent a lot of time and energy making this, but unfortunately she didn't know anything about express delivery, and she didn't put ice packs in the things, so several cans went bad.
On the other end of the phone, my grandmother's voice was intermittent. There was some noise around, and it seemed the signal was bad. I couldn't hear what the other party was saying clearly.
The call was forced to be disconnected. Zhu Yanshi frowned and glanced at the schedule on the calendar.
He has to go visit his grandmother on the weekend and teach her how to use a cell phone.
He thought about it and booked a weekend flight on his phone. According to the itinerary, he could only stay for four or five hours if he rushed there, but it was enough.
Just after booking the plane ticket, Song Zhiyu called me. The other party's intention was probably just to have a chat, but he didn't expect to fall into my trap.
Zhu Yanshi listened to the other side sharing about their daily work. When it was his turn to speak, he was silent for a moment before speaking somewhat helplessly.
Based on his understanding of Yuan Qing, if the watch Song Zhiyu gave him was cheaper than the one he gave him, he would secretly mock and criticize it, saying it was shabby and the person who gave it was insincere.
He would never say such a thing. If he said such a thing, it would simply be because the gift he gave was very valuable, far more than what he had given before.
"Your watch is expensive, isn't it?"
"My watch is quite expensive, after all, I wear it myself..."
Song Zhiyu pretended to be stupid and secretly cursed Yuan Qing and Chen Shiyi in his heart, guessing that it was these two people who exposed him.
"Stop playing dumb."
Zhu Yanshi took off the watch on his wrist.
"I'll send it to you tomorrow. It's too expensive and I really don't need it."
"Is it not possible to give you an early birthday present?"
"This is my feeling, do you really want to refuse?"
Song Zhiyu's voice was light, but his tone was extremely sincere and earnest.
"Why are you giving them both as birthday gifts? I can't repay your kindness..."
Zhu Yanshi stuffed his watch into his coat pocket. The night wind was a little cold, ruffling the hair on his forehead.
Perhaps it was the wine he drank tonight that started to ferment, and his mind seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and everything he heard from others sounded ambiguous and lingering.
"I'm not giving you something to expect you to repay me."
There was a noise coming from the other side, followed by a man's hoarse voice.
"Okay..."
"Record a message over there."
Zhu Yanshi's brain was slow to react, and he actually clicked the recording button according to what the other party said. His voice was muffled and sounded very obedient.
"alright……"
"I, Song Zhiyu, swear that I gave this watch to Comrade Zhu Yanshi on my own initiative. I do not seek any return. It is simply a personal token of my appreciation and there is no financial dispute involved."
The man's voice was very serious, but after saying this, he immediately changed to a nonchalant tone.
"I'll give you a guarantee..."
"You think I'm worried about that?"
Zhu Yanshi was speechless. He bent down slightly and leaned his hand on the handrail in front of the corridor.
"Of course not. This is the reassurance I want to give you. Many relationships have broken down because of money. For me, money is not a problem."
"I only care about your feelings."
Song Zhiyu said.
Zhu Yanshi's mind was in a mess after being entangled in the emotions of these people for a long time, and his head, which was slightly clearer due to the stimulation of alcohol, began to feel dizzy again.
Obviously, at this moment, he should have been careless and perhaps said something like, "Mr. Song is really rich..."
But I just couldn't say this, and it changed its taste when it came to my lips.
"I'm not as good as you think. I'm very selfish."
"When you first argued with me at the company, I always knew what kind of person you were, but I just liked you that way."
Song Zhiyu didn't respond, nor did he want to listen to the other party's nonsense. He said good night gently and hung up the phone.
Rich people have their own way of avoiding problems. As long as Zhu Yanshi has not made a final choice, he still has a chance, and if he has a chance, he must fight for it.
After the call was hung up, Zhu Yanshi stood there for a long time holding the phone. He could feel the wind blowing in his face and the gentle force on his face.
With that powerful emotion coming out of the phone.
Heartbeat accelerates.
What he has always needed is such a firm and passionate choice.
Fu Qi'an gave him a silent and firm choice behind his back.
Song Zhiyu also gave him, on the surface, the only love.
Zhu Yanshi clenched his phone tightly. He felt that he was too greedy. Their love was obviously unique, but his feelings were always fickle.
I began to not have the heart to reject anyone...
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The second day was a rare rainy day. A typhoon had recently passed through the surrounding cities, and the temperature had plummeted for several days, with storms sweeping through the city.
Everyone changed into thick coats. Zhu Yanshi had been drinking last night and had been standing on the balcony in the breeze for a long time. When he woke up in the morning, he felt a little dizzy and had a stuffy nose.
He was wearing a long-sleeved white hooded sweatshirt with the hood on top of his head and a mask on his face.
As Yuan Qing walked downstairs, he reached out to touch Zhu Yanshi's forehead.
"I seem to have a low-grade fever..."
"Chen Shiyi has already gone to buy cold medicine..."
"The wind was blowing for so long last night, I should have called you back to the dormitory earlier."
Seeing that the other party even began to blame himself, Zhu Yanshu found it funny and raised his hand to scratch his ears.
"You're such a nag..."
Perhaps it was a habit developed by this body, and he subconsciously reached out to pinch Yuan Qing's earlobe, but was suddenly held by the other party.
The kind where fingers are clasped together.
Before he could react, Zhu Yanshi, who originally had a superior temperament, was turned around by the other party and pressed against the handrail beside the stairs.
There was no expression on Yuan Qing's face, but he suddenly raised his eyebrows.
"Are you teasing me?"
There's a hint of laughter at the end.
Zhu Yanshi widened his eyes slightly, and before he could react, the other party was still like an old woman in the previous second, and became aggressive in the next second.
Yuan Qing seemed to realize that he had scared someone. A smile broke out on his face and he reached out to rub Zhu Yanshi's head.
"You need a haircut... you look like a bookworm now."
"Are you calling me a sissy?"
Zhu Yanshi stood up straight and turned his hand, which had just been clasped with the other person's fingers, somewhat uncomfortably.
It was drizzling outside, and there were small puddles everywhere on the ground, filling the uneven ground.
Zhu Yanshi was next to Yuan Qing, who was holding the umbrella handle. Tall people holding umbrellas have a better field of vision.
Zhu Yanshi lazily put his hands into his pockets, hunched over, lowered his head to stare at the ground, and walked forward in silence.
Until the road ahead was blocked.
He felt a small puddle in front of him reflecting the man's shadow, which fell in front of him. Yuan Qing beside him also stopped.
Zhu Yanshi slowly raised his head and saw Fu Qi'an standing in front of him.
The scene seemed to repeat itself in an instant, just like when we first met.
The other person was standing under a tree, carrying breakfast and holding an umbrella.
Just at this moment, a pair of eyes were shining, and he didn't care about the grease on the breakfast. All his cleanliness obsession disappeared, and he held the breakfast in his arms.
When you see someone coming out, hand the things over.
"I bought it for you this morning. It's still warm."
Zhu Yanshi felt a little embarrassed. Thinking of the message he sent to the other party yesterday, he could clearly feel the cold breath emanating from the person holding an umbrella next to him.
Zhu Yanshi took a step forward, trying to ease the atmosphere.
"Standing under a tree with an umbrella, you're the one who came up with this idea."
He reached out to take the breakfast from the other person's hand, but his hand was suddenly held tightly by Fu Qian'an. The other person used some force to pull Zhu Yanshi towards him.
Zhu Yanshi was already standing unsteadily, and he stumbled, hitting his forehead against the man's collarbone. At this moment, the boy's other hand was grabbed by the person behind him.
Not far away, Chen Shiyi, who was running from the path in the rain with a bag of medicine, stared blankly at the scene in front of him, and the medicine in his hand fell to the ground.
On a main road at the corner, a black car that had stopped there at some unknown time was frantically flashing its hazard lights at the three people who were fighting.
Zhu Yanshi didn't dare to face him. He slowly raised his head and saw Song Zhiyu sitting in the car and Chen Shiyi running out from the path in the upper right corner.
The expressions on everyone's face were truly wonderful.
Zhu Yanshi closed his eyes and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
How about this? A top-level Shura field, assembled in an instant...
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