Chapter 91: Repurchasing Old Chen Shiyi at a High Price
The two people were quite close to each other, their breaths intertwined. Chen Shiyi's pretended deep mood was broken, and he reached out and grabbed Zhu Yanshi's wrist.
"What are you doing?"
"Look."
Zhu Yanshi let go, supported his chin, and tilted his head to one side.
"You're much more real this way..."
"To be honest, I really can't stand your pretentious behavior now."
The young man's fingertips, holding his chin, tapped the side of his cheek lightly again and again. His bright eyes, reflecting the light from above, stared at people with an indescribable feeling.
"If you don't like it, just leave."
Chen Shiyi curled his lips, turned his head and reached out to rub his earlobe which was pinched red. The pink color spread along his cheek to his neck, dyeing it red.
"You want to kick me out?"
The boy's voice suddenly broke and trembled. He pointed at the person in front of him, his fingertips trembling constantly.
When the urge to act comes, it is unstoppable.
"You're such a heartless person!"
"You tricked me into coming so far away from home just to take advantage of me being helpless here?"
"It turns out that men can't travel far!"
There was a hint of misery in Zhu Yanshi's voice. He turned his head away from Chen Shiyi, raised his hand, and wiped away the unnecessary tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingertips.
Sobbing.
"I…that's not what I meant."
Chen Shiyi turned his head and carefully observed Zhu Yanshi's emotions, feeling a little at a loss.
"I mean, it's so late, you should go back upstairs and sleep..."
Zhu Yanshi said nothing, but was just sad.
He didn't look at anyone, covered his mouth, and his shoulders shook.
The sound reverberated in the quiet room, making people feel even more guilty.
His irritable mood was suddenly interrupted like this. Chen Shiyi lowered his head and thought about what had just troubled him, thinking about how to start the conversation.
But the more I thought about it, the harder it was to find anything to say.
So, what is he depressed about?
Because of a friendship you feel you may never fit in again?
Or is it because of Sister Aya?
Now, Zhu Yanshi is by her side, and she is no longer the excluded one in this friendship.
Sister Aya... haven't I been hoping to escape her surveillance?
"I'm not unhappy about anything, I just...didn't put the blocks together properly."
Chen Shiyi found it magical.
In the past, he would sit alone in the living room in the dark of night to digest his inner discomfort. Now, a person suddenly broke in, and in his own way, he cleverly resolved the problem that he might have been dwelling on.
He was afraid that Zhu Yanshi would laugh at him if he told him such a small thing.
So after thinking about it, I came to terms with it.
As the voice fell, Zhu Yanshi turned his head away from her and stopped sobbing.
She stood there in a daze for a while with her neck stiff, then turned her head. Apart from the redness on her cheeks, there was no trace of crying at the corners of her eyes.
Chen Shiyi saw the other person stand up with an expressionless face, no longer looking weak and unable to take care of himself as before.
He walked to the coffee table, took out a pen from somewhere, and clearly marked the position of the puzzle at a certain stage in the instruction booklet.
The young man lowered his head and sat cross-legged on the carpet. The light shone on his back, and his eyelashes, which were covered by his hair and in shadow, were cast in a gray silhouette.
It's very long.
Chen Shiyi didn't expect that the other party took his casual words seriously.
Although it is possible that the outburst of acting just now was intentional, in order to stimulate himself and express his inner unhappiness.
But even now, the other party could clearly analyze that his words were just an excuse, but he was still seriously trying to find a way to resolve his unhappiness.
I didn't try to pierce that false disguise.
The room returned to silence, and the flowing air took time away.
Zhu Yanshi put the cap on the pen, put the instruction manual in Chen Shiyi's hand, stood up and yawned.
He raised his hand to rub his eyes, turned around and went upstairs, leaving behind a very gentle instruction.
"It's clearly marked for you, remember to rest early."
The footsteps gradually faded away, but what remained in the air was the lingering fragrance of the young man.
It's a very comfortable and refreshing lemon scent.
Chen Shiyi looked at the instruction manual in his hand. There was a string of comments written on the open side. The font was round, neat and cute. There was also a simple drawing next to it.
The boy couldn't suppress a smile on his face. He lowered his head and looked at the stick drawing carefully.
It's a smiling pig.
There are a few words written on the pig's forehead——
I am Chen Shiyi.
Chen Shiyi: “…”
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There was no specific itinerary for the next morning, so everyone was able to sleep until noon. At nine o'clock in the morning, the sky outside had been dyed a whole piece of gold.
In the distant mountains and forests, there was a layer of fog that was about to dissipate.
I don't really understand the changes in the weather, they are so unpredictable.
Zhu Yanshi got up very early, communicated with the company in advance about the time of commercial vehicle required in the afternoon, and coordinated the schedules one by one in advance, and called to make an appointment.
Everything was arranged and the breakfast ordered in advance was delivered to the door.
Sister Su specifically reminded us last night that several of our ancestors had stomach problems and that they must be woken up to have breakfast.
Zhu Yanshi took out a speaker that he had prepared long ago from under the table in the living room, turned on the speaker, and walked towards the second floor with a proud and confident manner.
He has someone backing him up. Sister Su said that if he gets beaten, he should report it as a work injury.
The implementation strategy is two-step.
The first step is: He who knows the times is a hero.
The second step is - don’t be shameless when you are given a chance.
After completing the first step, the people in the first three doors struggled out of the soft quilts and went to the bathroom to take a shower and wash up.
The ones at the last two doors are very shameless.
Relying on his family background, the red-hearted pitaya indulged all his little emotions self-lovingly. After calling Zhu Yan gently and affectionately twice, he didn't even open his eyes.
Zhu Yanshi put the speaker to his lips, cleared his throat, and spoke.
“When difficulties come… please raise your left hand… the left hand represents direction, and it will not bow to difficulties…”
The voice is broken, the heart is torn, the ghosts are howling, and the devil's sound is piercing the ears.
Zhang Luchen covered his ears with the quilt. His head was well covered by the quilt, but his feet were left exposed.
The speaker extended into the quilt from one side and continued.
“When you encounter setbacks~”
"Please raise your right hand~~"
"The right hand represents hope."
"Zhu Yanshi! Give me..."
Zhang Lu wanted to "get out" but the loudspeaker that was handed to him forced him to hold it back.
Even when I am half asleep, I still instinctively continue with the next sentence.
“…it doesn’t fret about setbacks!”
Zhang Luchen roared out this sentence, feeling that he was completely unclean. He opened his eyes and stared at the back of someone who turned around and left with success.
He grabbed the pillow and threw it towards the door, only to find the door closing.
There was also the sound of a young boy falling.
"Brother sings so beautifully, like a lark in the early morning~"
“…”
All right.
I forgive you.
Zhang Luchen raised his head stubbornly, his hair was messy, his eyes were not fully open, but he couldn't hold back his smile and raised his lips.
As I rolled off the bed and went into the bathroom with my private clothes to change into today, I sang in a super bubbly voice—
"When difficulties arise~"
“…”
Zhu Yanshi held the loudspeaker with satisfaction and knocked on the last door. He pinched the door handle and was about to open the door, but found that it was locked from the inside.
It doesn't matter.
No one can underestimate the power of the speaker.
The trumpet was pressed against the door, and the young man's clear voice with a cold and flat tone kept repeating a sentence over and over again, and it penetrated into the house through the crack in the door.
"We buy old cell phones, computers, refrigerators, air conditioners, washing machines, electric bikes, and Chen Shiyi at high prices..."
The cycle repeats over and over again, and he has plenty of ways to do it.
Chen Shiyi, with a gloomy face, opened the door and picked up the "evidence" left by someone on the ground.
It just happened to loop to that sentence.
"Old Chen Yiyi, buy back at a high price..."
“…”
Turning around, Zhu Yanshi, who had been caught doing something bad, ran towards the corridor, leaned his head over, squinted his eyes and smiled so hard that his teeth were visible, then he clapped his hands and a flower bloomed.
"Surprise~"
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