Seeing that Wang Yanzhou hadn't made a move, Tang Chen decided to do it himself. He opened the box and explained a little embarrassedly, "It's not much money, but this is the best I can buy. Please don't despise it."
Inside the box was just an ordinary purple bamboo flute. Although the workmanship and materials were good, it was still just an ordinary item. Wang Yanzhou took the flute out of the box and smiled slightly: "How did you know?"
Tang Chen also smiled and said, "Shh, I promised not to tell anyone." Shen Xin, who was standing aside with a gift watching the excitement, heard Tang Chen say this, coughed lightly a few times, retreated behind the crowd, and quietly hid.
When everyone saw Wang Yanzhou accept Tang Chen's gift, they all stepped forward to offer their treasures. They had long wanted to celebrate their master's birthday, but due to historical issues, they had never dared to turn this idea into reality. This time, thanks to Tang Chen.
Everyone was a little surprised when they first heard her idea. Although they all said it couldn't be done, no one dared to be careless. Apart from anything else, they all learned to make the lanterns one by one.
Wang Yanzhou looked at the gifts that were almost piled up like a mountain in his room, and Tang Chen, who had stayed here and did not leave with everyone else, and asked, "I think it's over now."
"Of course not!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Chen found a dark handkerchief from somewhere and started to smear it on Wang Yanzhou's face. As a moderate mysophobia sufferer and a vigilant and alert underworld boss, how could Wang Yanzhou just let Tang Chen manipulate him like that?
Seeing that he was not cooperating, Tang Chen first took off all the items on his body that could be used as weapons, such as hairpins, earrings, and necklaces, to show that he was not a threat. Then he said, "Don't worry, you are so powerful, how can you be afraid of a little fool like me? Come on, put them on, I will take you to a good place!"
When Tang Chen let go of Wang Yanzhou's sleeve and stopped walking, Wang Yanzhou consciously took off the black handkerchief in front of him, which was really in the way and made him extremely uncomfortable. He didn't know what Tang Chen was up to, but judging by his current location, he should be near the river outside the city.
After looking around for a while, Tang Chen handed the lantern to Wang Yanzhou and ran into the plain grass by the river, running wildly as if he was having fun. The fireflies hiding in the grass were frightened and quickly fled from their shelter.
It was just the beginning of summer, and the number of fireflies wasn't as optimistic as Tang Chen had imagined. However, it was better than nothing. Although not very successful, Tang Chen still ran in the grass and asked optimistically, "How is it? It's beautiful, isn't it? This place is okay!"
However, before Tang Chen could hear Wang Yanzhou's answer, he suddenly felt something soft and crumbly on the soles of his feet, and he couldn't help but think it was not good. Especially after Tang Chen lifted his foot, he felt the sticky touch of the soles of his shoes, and the discordant smell that followed: "Oh my god, I won the prize!"
"What's wrong?" Wang Yanzhou was about to go over to see what happened with his lantern in hand when Tang Chen motioned him to stay put and explained, "You stepped on cow dung!"
"puff!"
Tang Chen looked at her new shoes with some sadness, rubbing the soles against the ground. Just as she was about to leave this "troubled place" with her skirt lifted, the person who was supposed to be waiting for her by the river suddenly appeared behind her. Tang Chen, gently hugged from behind, suddenly raised her head with wide eyes, her face flushed, but she still didn't have the courage to turn around and ask: "Why?"
Wang Yanzhou gently hugged Tang Chen's waist from behind and rested his head on her shoulder: "Tang Chen."
"Um?"
"What is your purpose for coming here tonight?"
Tang Chen's restless mood gradually calmed down after hearing these tentative words. There was no doubt in his mind, from the tone, the punctuation, and the content, that this person was definitely Wang Yanzhou: "It's simple, just to please you."
"Yeah?"
"Um."
To be honest, Tang Chen had been solo for over twenty years, and she had never imagined that a boy, especially one who looked like this, would take the initiative to flirt with her. Well, flirt.
She vaguely remembered that the last time a boy held her like this was when she was a child. There was nothing she could do. Now that she had grown up, her father couldn't hold her any longer, and she felt embarrassed.
Although the embrace was comfortable, and she wasn't shy at all, even feeling a bit smug, none of that mattered in the current situation. She could clearly sense an evil force penetrating her little cloth shoes and seeping into them.
"Well, it might be a bit of a downer, but boss, could you please let me get out of this pile of shit first?"
Wang Yanzhou had originally closed his eyes, but they suddenly opened upon hearing this. In a split second, he was out of Tang Chen's reach, and as if he had seen a ghost, he questioned Tang Chen, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Tang Chen rubbed his temples: "I thought so too, it's your fault for suddenly showing up and scaring me!"
"It's really a rotten tree that can't be carved."
After Tang Chen left the cow dung, he walked out of the grassland step by step with a complicated expression, "Alright, alright, it's the same old saying over and over again. I'm rotten wood and you're rotten mud, alright?"
"Just barely, okay?"
“……!”
Tang Chen didn't know what her current relationship with Wang Yanzhou was like. You'd say they were more than friends but less than lovers? That was impossible. She felt like they were just ordinary friends. Strictly speaking, Wang Yanzhou was a bit like her owner.
But it didn't matter, because when Tang Chen went back to his room and couldn't sleep all night, and ran to find Wang Yanzhou the next day, he gave people the feeling that nothing had happened, which made people feel a little disappointed.
But that didn't matter. Who was Tang Chen? He was the famous "village bully." It was just a small frustration, and it was easy to solve! For example, teasing other boys.
After lunch, Tang Chen sat in her room, shaking her legs and looking impatiently at the sundial in the yard, which was moving unusually slowly today. She didn't like being rushed, nor did she like rushing others. But now, she really couldn't help it. She didn't know if the painting she asked Li Shen to draw had been completed in the past half day.
When Tang Chen found Li Shen, he was sitting with the troupe's owner, happily drinking honey tea. When he saw her coming, Li Shen took her to his room.
"Miss Li, how is the painting? Is it finished?"
Li Shen sighed helplessly and stopped. He had been busy all night and all day, which could be considered a big help to Tang Chen. So his small request at this moment should not be too much: "Miss Tang, can you change your address?"
"Okay Mr. Lee, is your stuff almost ready please?"
Li Shen nodded and said, "Just wait until the ink dries."
"Oh my god, it's Mr. Li, can I take a look?"
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