Chapter 67 The Special Someone Moves Out
Zhu Yanshi returned to the hotel, threw himself into the soft bed, rolled back and forth, wrapped the quilt around himself, rolled into a ball, and then rolled back into his original shape.
Let the storm come even harder.
Thunder and rain, all poured down on him!
The rain outside the window has stopped, the ground is wet, and the street lights fall on the reflective surface.
The tall shadow of the nearby building was inverted in the puddle.
Zhu Yanshi slowly crawled out of the quilt and squatted in front of the only distinctive floor-to-ceiling window in the small hotel, looking at the night view outside.
With his chin in his hand and a pillow in his arms.
Close your eyes.
The truth that Zhu Yanshi adheres to——
When we are surrounded by all kinds of troubles, what we need to do is not to come up with solutions immediately, but to lie down and recharge our energy.
Then, bow your head when it’s time to bow your head.
If you can't figure it out, don't try to figure it out.
Now that his mind was empty, Zhu Yanshi sat down cross-legged, threw the pillow aside, and closed his eyes.
He waved his fingers in the air, pointing his index finger at the sky outside the window.
"Malimalihong! Rain!"
With his fingers pointing to the sky, his other hand was moving upward along his arm. As if being resisted by an irresistible factor, the fingers pointing to the sky were shaking violently.
Then, he took a deep breath and poked hard towards the window.
"Let the next heavy rain drench that idiot Song Kai to death!!"
A powerful roar followed by the intense pain of fingers hitting the glass wall.
Screaming, tears squeezed out of the corners of her eyes.
Sniffling pitifully.
He fell to the side, his head hitting the pillow beside him, and he hugged himself tightly, sobbing.
Bullying...
The poor, fragile little thing danced in front of the floor-to-ceiling window for a while, and was out of breath with sweat pouring down his forehead.
Completely collapsed on the sofa.
Then, with soreness all over my body, I went to the bathroom to take a shower.
Halfway through the shower, there was a loud thunder in the sky, which made the boy standing in front of the shower in the bathroom tremble.
There was a head full of white foam and his hands were clasped together.
"God has eyes—"
"Hit him to death!"
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"Boom—"
A loud thunder exploded in the sky, causing the man sitting at the desk typing on the computer to pause for a moment.
He turned his head, took off the glasses on his nose, and looked at the dark sky outside.
Thunder rumbled in the sky, and the light from the lightning was moving towards this side, very close.
Song Kai leaned back into the chair.
He squinted at the clock on the table. It was already half past eleven in the evening.
As the second hand of the clock turned, the man closed his eyes and pinched his eyebrows with his fingers.
My mind is a little confused.
Logically speaking, as a businessman, one should put profits first, rather than so-called oaths and agreements.
There has indeed been some discussion about Chunshan recently, but there has always been a lot of discussion about this painter over the years, and it is not something that can cause a stir.
The main thing is that at today's meeting, there happens to be an old gentleman on the board of directors who is about to retire and admires Chunshan very much.
He mentioned it before leaving and said he wanted to see her.
Song Kai had no reason to refuse. The old man had helped a lot in the company's early stages, and it would be a shame if this small wish could not be fulfilled.
Then he is truly a person who is neither human nor kind, an ungrateful and ungrateful white-eyed wolf.
This matter can be big or small. If someone brings it up, it will inevitably cost energy to clarify it, and it will also leave some knots in the old man's heart.
Zhu Yanshi is a stubborn person who won't listen to any persuasion.
To put it bluntly, the reason for the cooperation was money, but now they are threatening me with money and I refuse to cooperate.
She was so stubborn that she would rather sacrifice all her salary to accompany him in the lawsuit.
Just for that Chunshan?
Song Kai raised his hand and tapped the table lightly with his fingertips again and again.
frown.
He couldn't understand what was so special about Chunshan. He was just a new painter with a little fame.
Did he develop feelings for her after just this short time together?
Emotional, naive to the point of stupidity.
If you want to achieve class transcendence, isn't it best to put yourself first?
It is extremely foolish to be so hesitant and consider this and that.
Besides.
How is Song Zhiyu inferior to that little painter?
Song Kai used the excuse of standing up for his son to soothe the slight discomfort in his heart.
He completely ignored the recognition he had for Chun Shan when he first saw him...
As a person in a higher position, Song Kai has had a smooth journey in the past decade, with few people making things difficult for him or resisting him.
Even if you meet one or two self-aware people, they will eventually succumb to the various temptations in material life.
Zhu Yanshi is even more greedy than those who pretend to be serious on the surface. He likes money and puts his desires nakedly on the table.
But it has a strange opposite side.
He has principles and he can do the most basic thing - "keep his promises."
Such a contradictory and complex person, during the conversation just now, Song Kai's interest in him deepened.
This should be considered a person's personal charm.
Thunder was still rumbling outside the window. Song Kai stopped tapping the table, retracted his fingers, covered the documents on the table, stood up, turned around and left the study.
He did not intend to force anyone into a desperate situation, but just wanted to use means and reality to tell the other party what it means to know the current situation.
Why not give up the so-called promise and use this to make some money without offending yourself?
But he is too stubborn.
When Song Kai returned to his room, he looked from the corridor on the second floor towards the living room downstairs.
His previous life was extremely extravagant, and his belief that the most stable relationship was the one obtained through money and power was shattered.
Now, his mindset has changed. After meeting the person he's extremely interested in, all those beautiful women surrounding him suddenly seem boring...
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The next morning, Zhu Yanshi set the alarm for 7 o'clock and left the small hotel at 7:30. He couldn't open his eyes, so he half-closed his eyes, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked towards the school gate facing the light above his head.
The morning breeze was not scorching hot under the sun, but was a little cool as it passed over the boy's shoulders.
Zhu Yanshi was wearing a simple white short-sleeved shirt today, navy blue sweatpants, and a black sports canvas bag slung across his body.
There were many students on the road who were also rushing to attend early classes. They were walking in a hurry, and some little girls were running past hand in hand.
She would suddenly look back from a distance, her eyes filled with excitement, as she looked at the lazy boy.
I saw the tall young man stopped in front of an egg-filled pancake stall. He was dressed cleanly and looked like a beautiful landscape in front of the red sign covered with oil smoke.
Men are always the most handsome when they don't think they are handsome.
The little girls ran away, pushing and shoving each other with shining eyes, and Zhu Yanshi looked over there as if he had slowly noticed something.
All you can see are leaves blown down by the wind, falling to the ground in a golden mass.
Zhu Yanshi finished the last bite of his egg-filled pancake and walked into the classroom just in time. He chose a seat at the back, stuffed his schoolbag into the desk, and fell asleep with his head on the desk.
I turned a deaf ear to what was happening outside and just wanted to have a good sleep.
The noisy classroom was filled with a chaotic mix of voices. The girls gathered together to discuss the magical foundation they had recently purchased.
The boys gathered together to discuss the latest football game, the whole place was noisy and lively, and the only unity appeared when the front door of the classroom was pushed open.
The arrival of Yuan Qing, the school's most popular figure and the school idol.
There was a lot of discussion about Yuan Qing some time ago, but after he was silent for a while, the discussion heat died down.
At this moment, the other party appeared in Zaoba, and I couldn't help but be attracted by that exquisite and picturesque face.
God is unfair.
Why are some people as ugly as pumpkins? Why do some people look like angels descended from heaven?
Even the appearance is different! How can we say we are treated equally?!
The discussion in the classroom became quieter, and many people's eyes were fixed on the elegant figure.
I saw the other person walk to the back row without looking sideways, put the book on the table and sat down.
The light shining on the man's fair and clean face made it even more pleasing to the eye.
The teacher entered the classroom on time, put the textbook on the table, and turned around to write and draw on the blackboard.
There is no sign of transition.
There doesn't seem to be much difference between today and every day before.
Yuan Qing continued to listen to the lecture silently and take notes, while the boy lying on the table next to him was still sleeping soundly.
But the atmosphere between them had changed.
Halfway through, the old professor leaned towards the back row, and Yuan Qing quickly nudged the person next to him with his elbow.
The boy opened his eyes dazedly, sat up, and stared at the blackboard in front of him in a daze.
He sat up suddenly and smoothly, so fast that the old professor couldn't react.
Zhu Yanshi's face was bathed in the light from the window. After taking a moment to calm down, he turned his head.
Her eyes met the deep black eyes of the man next to her.
Zhu Yanshi was silent for a moment and quietly looked away.
There was a weird atmosphere between the two people, one following with his eyes, the other avoiding his sight.
Until the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Zhu Yanshi stuffed the books on the table into his backpack and stood up.
The way out was blocked, and the man sitting on the chair did not move, and even leaned the chair back.
The two of them remained in a silent stalemate until most of the people in the classroom had left, leaving only a few girls who had noticed the strange atmosphere at the back and were ready to watch the show.
The huge classroom was shrouded in warm light, and the air conditioner in the corner was emitting cool air to counteract the hot air.
"Who answered the phone yesterday?"
Yuan Qing's black eyes raised up and fell silently on the boy's cheek.
He turned around and placed his hands on the tables in front and behind him, completely blocking Zhu Yanshi's way out, his eyes full of seriousness.
Zhu Yanshi frowned slightly.
Now that their relationship has become so strained, it's easier to understand Yuan Qing's morbid possessiveness.
Why does he think that I need to report everything to him?
"None of your business."
Zhu Yanshi turned around and without any hesitation, he supported himself on the table behind him and flipped it over in one go.
It fell to the ground with a sound.
I was walking towards the back door of the classroom with my backpack in hand. I heard footsteps following closely behind me and my wrist was grabbed again.
Zhu Yanshi was very annoyed and wanted to break free from the other party's restraints. The two of them pulled each other violently.
Until the boy's hands were clamped and his back leaned against the blackboard behind him. The man in front of him was close to him and his strength was surprisingly great.
Zhu Yanshi was unable to move and could only smell the fragrance on his face, and his breath came closer and lingered around his ears.
"I just want to have a good talk with you, why do you keep hiding from me?"
"If you see me in the dormitory, I'll just move out. You don't have to force yourself to live in a place like that."
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