Chapter 33 Lying and Hypocrisy
At night, a layer of thick ink and color passed through the sky, but Song Zhiyu, lying in bed, tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.
I clicked on the chat history with Zhu Yanshi several times, and all I saw was the money transferred by the other party.
Twenty-five thousand.
Specifically call him an idiot.
The opposite of Tiangang!
He has legitimate reasons to question!
but……
I just made someone angry today...
What I said was indeed a bit too much...
I wanted to apologize, so I typed those three words, deleted them one by one, and threw the phone on the bed.
he!
Hey!
Why should he apologize to Zhu Yanshi?
That guy loves me to death, maybe after a few days he will coax himself into submission and come to me eagerly again.
After comforting himself, Song Zhiyu covered himself with the quilt again, lay down, folded his hands on his abdomen, closed his eyes, and hoped to fall asleep early.
But the more I forced myself to sleep, the clearer my mind became.
He simply turned on the light again, sat up straight, and stared coldly at a Shiba Inu pillow on the bed.
Staring at the dog's dark eyes.
"Should I apologize?"
Back to this topic again.
The light in the bedroom is on until midnight, and I go from chatting with the dog to staring at the ceiling with my stomach open.
A moment later, at 3 a.m., President Song made the final decision.
Send the message, turn off the lights, and pretend to be dead.
There was no reply from the other end, so he slowly fell asleep...
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On the other side——
Zhu Yanshi slept until almost noon, then he sat up drowsily and stared at the air for a while again.
He lowered his head and looked into the eyes of Yuan Qing, who was sitting at the desk and doing homework seriously.
"Good morning..."
Zhu Yanshi pushed the long hair on his forehead back and spoke in a lazy voice.
He rolled off the bed, walked into the bathroom in his slippers, washed up, and stared at the closet in a daze.
It wasn't that I was thinking about anything else, I was just thinking about my own reflection in the mirror on the side of the wardrobe.
So cool.
Sometimes it’s really a distressing thing.
Zhu Yanshi stared at the mirror for nearly ten minutes before slowly taking out his clothes to change.
With his back to Yuan Qing, the boy's voice drifted muffled out from his pullover.
"Wait a minute, I need to go to the express delivery point..."
"It seems that all the props I bought have arrived."
"I'll go with you."
Yuan Qing turned around, and when his eyes passed over Zhu Yan, a small part of his smooth abdomen was exposed, with two bright red spots protruding upwards.
The color looks particularly bright on the fair skin, tempting people to pick it and taste the red fruit.
As the sight gradually fell, the two spots of crimson were covered by clothes, and even the slender waist disappeared.
Yuan Qing pursed his lips, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, his eyes gradually darkened, and he stared quietly at the boy taking off his pajamas.
The dormitory was very quiet, with the sounds of breathing intertwined and lingering.
The boy's movements were slow, even a little choppy, and he looked a little sleepy. After taking off his pajamas, his legs were straight and slender, the muscles on his legs had smooth lines, and his skin was exceptionally white and smooth.
The cool white skin color adds a touch of cleanliness and freshness to the whole person.
The buttocks wrapped in underwear are plump and firm.
Yuan Qing's eyes became increasingly dark and unscrupulous. After realizing his own despicable behavior, he quickly looked away.
And just at this moment, the boy who had put on his pants turned around and looked over.
"That's fine... there are indeed a lot of things."
With a clean smile on his face.
Zhu Yanshi was completely unaware of what had just happened. He reached out and touched the bed, then opened his phone to check the messages.
When I clicked on it, I saw a letter blatantly displayed at the front.
[Song Zhiyu: My words were indeed a bit harsh today, I'm very sorry.]
[Song Zhiyu: ...I've thought about it carefully and believe that cooperation can continue. We can achieve a win-win situation.]
The transfer was returned.
Then there was another message, from six o'clock this morning.
[Song Zhiyu: Should I come to the school to find you?]
down.
[Song Zhiyu: I'm already at school, at the door of your dormitory.]
[Song Zhiyu: Are you still not awake?]
The last message was sent half an hour ago.
Zhu Yanshi stared at one line after another and felt that the person opposite him was a lunatic.
Yesterday you were unreasonable, but today you are apologizing humbly.
The changeable mood is comparable to the weather here which changes at any time.
He tapped a few times on the keyboard and simply typed out two words.
——Wait.
On the other side——
Song Zhiyu drove back to school early in the morning and stood obediently under a lush tree outside the dormitory building waiting for someone. He still had dark circles under his eyes.
This was the result of his thinking all night yesterday.
After the young man left angrily yesterday, Song Zhiyu sent someone to investigate Zhu Yanshi's information.
The news he received shocked him greatly.
The boy's parents died early, so he grew up with his grandmother from a very young age. Before he entered college, even his grandmother, who had spent the most time with him, finally passed away.
All those close to him left him, and he had to bear the cost of university tuition and living expenses alone.
Without family support, living expenses and tuition fees become a burden on life, let alone having a large amount of funds to start a business.
What I said yesterday was undoubtedly a stab in the other person's heart.
It's pathetic that you are enjoying preferential treatment but you are still mocking others.
It's so inhuman.
Song Zhiyu's words are a bit sharp, but he is not yet to the point of being morally corrupt and losing his conscience.
I sent an apology message to the other party in the middle of the night, and finally slept for two hours with my eyes closed. Then I sat up in shock in my dying state, sitting on the bed, wishing I could slap myself.
Damn it!
Feeling guilty, he waited outside the dormitory early, thinking about what he and Zhu Yanshi had experienced before, and their relationship was not so bad that they could not help each other with a small favor.
Besides, the other party is doing it for your own good.
I reluctantly gave up, suppressed the urge in my heart that was pounding with blood, and finally arranged a plan, but was humiliated by myself.
The more Song Zhiyu thought about it, the faster his heart beat.
The cell phone in his hand suddenly rang. He quickly lowered his head to check and saw two words clearly displayed on the screen.
——Wait.
Song Zhiyu was not angry because of these two words, but felt relieved instead.
I haven't completely offended people yet.
After waiting downstairs for about half an hour, two people slowly walked into the dormitory building.
Zhu Yanshi was looking down at his phone, looking very busy, not even glancing at Song Zhiyu.
It was not until the road ahead was blocked and the other person's tall body loomed in front of him that he suddenly came to his senses, looked up, and stared coldly at the face of the man opposite.
"What?"
"Didn't you ask me to help you yesterday?"
Song Zhiyu cleared his throat, his face looking a little embarrassed.
He lowered his head somewhat embarrassedly, then looked up at Zhu Yanshi's face.
The boy standing opposite with a stern face finally relaxed his expression and nodded proudly.
"Well, come along then."
He took a step forward, brushed past the other person's shoulder, and walked away.
Now the positions have changed, and someone else is being manipulated.
Song Zhiyu smiled awkwardly at Yuan Qing and followed Zhu Yanshi's footsteps.
The wind blew through the treetops, shaking the green leaves hanging on the branches.
Send the fragrance of forest flowers.
On a small path leading to an empty classroom, the ground was rough and made a loud squeaking sound, attracting frequent attention.
The objects of attention are more novel.
He is Senior Yun from University, the well-known President Song.
President Song was blamed for his careless words yesterday. He couldn't think straight and just dragged the cart obediently behind Zhu Yanshi and Yuan Qing.
There was a pile of various express deliveries in cardboard boxes on the cart, which were bumped up and down by the uneven road conditions. Several times, the boxes almost fell off, and Song Zhiyu had to go back to pick up the things and put them on the cart.
When the things were dragged to the destination, the classroom was empty and the curtains on all sides were drawn tightly, not letting in any light from outside.
Zhu Yanshi turned on the lights in the classroom, helped pull the cart in, closed the classroom door, took out the prepared scissors and began to open the express delivery.
While unpacking the package, he explained the next arrangements to the two people next to him.
"The client's proposal is scheduled for tomorrow afternoon. We need to check all the props for the scene and survey the location."
"We've ordered the flowers and arranged for the NPC to deliver the bouquets. The real work is on you."
Zhu Yanshi raised his eyebrows and finally a smile appeared on his face.
"You need to find a way to get the key to the radio station, then sneak into the station, give a congratulatory speech, and play a song that the client and his girlfriend like the most."
"Remember, the broadcast time is at noon. No one is in class, so it won't affect others."
He arranged the tasks, and the subsequent practical operations had to be discussed by Song Zhiyu and Yuan Qing together.
Yuan Qing had actually been prepared for the possibility that the task he was helping with might be very strange, but he never expected it to be so strange.
Steal the key to the radio station...
Still need a speech...
He turned his head and looked at Song Zhiyu with a dim gaze.
What he could not have imagined was that Song Zhiyu would actually come and do such a thing.
The other party obviously knew about this a long time ago, and even looked calm when he heard this series of arrangements.
Zhu Yanshi continued to unpack the express package with his head down. After checking all the props, he needed to go outside the school to order the corresponding bouquet. The next step was to meet with the man to discuss the on-site procedures for the proposal tomorrow.
Yuan Qing and Song Zhiyu were of little help. Their biggest task was to go to the radio station and play the march the next day.
They separated into two groups, and Zhu Yanshi took the props to a classroom near the proposal site to store them.
Then go outside the school with the man to order flowers.
Yuan Qing and Song Zhiyu were left where they were. They didn't know what to say. One of them sat in a seat in the empty classroom, and the other leaned at the table.
Yuan Qing just lowered her head in a daze, and suddenly looked up, staring quietly at the man in front of her.
"What are you doing here?"
There was no fluctuation in the sound.
Song Zhiyu put his hands in his trouser pockets and turned his head to look at the boy's disappearing figure outside the window.
"Zhu Yanshi said that you have been helping him arrange activities recently. I'm here to help you."
The man withdrew his gaze and fell on the handsome face of Yuan Qing next to him.
He should have been moved by this face, so why did he always think of Zhu Yanshi now?
He lied without hesitation, but he obviously looked down on Yuan Qing.
What Yuan Qing is best at is seeing through a person's heart through his eyes, whether he is being false or sincere.
He knows.
Song Zhiyu is lying.
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