Since I hate
Shao Zizhuo had drunk too much, his eyes clear yet confused: "Can it be like this?" He lowered his head, "But she doesn't love me, I can't use marriage to kidnap her."
There's no hope for this kind of man who can't learn to express his feelings! Lin Fu drank a glass by himself and wanted to pull over those little girls who liked Shao Zizhuo openly or secretly. Let's see, if you like him, you will also suffer.
The 28th floor of Lanyuan.
In front of the wine cabinet next to the kitchen, there were several empty bottles lying in a mess. Guan Shanyue leaned against the cabinet door with dull eyes.
The system's voice rang out, still with the crackling sound of electricity, flickering, as if there was no signal: "Host, Bai Yueguang has boarded the return flight. The important plot is about to begin. Please pay attention."
Guan Shanyue sneered, unable to suppress the tears: "I understand, no need for you to emphasize."
She curled up her legs, wrapped herself in her shawl, and hid herself like a silkworm cocoon.
She always thought that she was a heroic person who could use her willpower to tamper with the plot arranged by the system and make the course deviate from the expected track.
Too naive.
The plot is like an overwhelming net, covering every corner of the world, leaving no escape.
There is also Shao Zizhuo.
She had thought that her confession that day had made all her feelings clear: she liked him, he liked her, they should have been comrades fighting side by side. But why? Why did Special Assistant Liu still keep an eye on Yuan Wangshu's flight? Why did Yu Yang send Shao Zizhuo packing with just a few words, leaving her stranded?
Guan Shanyue wiped his eyes and thought, forget it, instead of caring about these things, he might as well care about his future life.
She took her phone, the screen's light casting a bluish-white shadow on her face. There were several missed calls, all from Assistant Liu. Guan Shanyue chuckled self-deprecatingly, thinking Assistant Liu might even care about her more than Shao Zizhuo himself. She swiped away the missed calls, pulled up Wang Xi's number, and typed a message for her, setting it to be sent tomorrow at twelve o'clock. After a moment's thought, she sent a message to Niuniu as well.
After leaving messages for all her friends, she threw her phone aside and shrank back into her room.
She was so angry that she wanted to ask Shao Zizhuo why he left her alone.
The door lock clicked and the door was pushed open. The bright light from the corridor shone in, stretching the shadow of the person coming to the door into a long line. Then the lights were turned on, and rows of floor lights lit up, revealing all the darkness.
Guan Shanyue squinted her eyes impatiently, adjusted herself for a while, and then looked at Shao Zizhuo.
He stood at the door, holding onto the entrance cabinet, his face showing an abnormal blush, his eyes hazy, the buttons on his collar undone, his shirt crumpled and sticking to his body in a mess, totally unlike his usual calm and neat appearance. Guan Shanyue pondered for a moment with his stagnant brain, and slowly came to the conclusion - he seemed to have been drinking too.
Guan Shanyue supported herself on the ground with her hands, and the moment she got up, the world was spinning. She hurriedly held onto the wine cabinet, and the glass door of the wine cabinet made a loud noise. Shao Zizhuo squinted and looked over. Guan Shanyue's annoyance rushed to her head along with the blood. She staggered over, grabbed Shao Zizhuo's collar, and pulled him down. She was still some distance away from him. She raised her head unwillingly, almost putting her face against Shao Zizhuo's.
She wanted to ask him why, but before she could say anything, a rum-flavored kiss came over her.
An inexplicable force came from her neck, and she was forced forward. The two levels were reversed, and the weaker one lost her autonomy.
The spirit snake coiled around the tree roots, creating a wet touch. It was shrouded in annoying miasma, appearing and disappearing from time to time. After getting drunk, she couldn't grasp the key to it, nor could she figure out its whereabouts, so she could only be forced to endure it.
She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she seemed to be controlled to retreat step by step, advancing into an area that did not belong to her. The world was upside down and she was trapped in a soft and warm dream.
Guan Shanyue still had a last bit of clarity in her mind. She struggled to get up. Shao Zizhuo looked at her in confusion, not knowing why.
Guan Shanyue forced her eyes open, wanting to see him clearly, but the alcohol seemed to have cast a thick gauze over them, and she could only make out his outline. His eyes were hazy, his collar was even looser, and her lip gloss was stained on the side, a bright red that was extremely eye-catching against his white shirt.
His appearance was like the song of a siren, melodious and poignant, bewildering the mind, making it impossible to lose sight of the direction, unwilling to pull out a compass, only to keep going forward, forward. Reefs were ignored, cliffs forgotten, the destination could only be him, even if the outcome was a death at sea.
She lurked in the mermaid's singing, determined to indulge herself.
Hand in hand, they jumped and groped their way into the garden on the seabed. However, they grew up in the steel jungle of the city. The most flowers they had seen were scattered ornamental plants in the green belts. They were not good at taking care of flowers and plants.
Guan Shanyue looked at the overgrown weeds before him and fumbled to ask, "Can you do it?"
Shao Zizhuo was stunned. It was inevitable that he would be hesitant in a field he had never ventured into. The gardening manuals explained everything clearly, and he would occasionally pick up a few books to pass the time in his spare time. However, his mind was not clear at the moment, and he could not remember the steps at all.
Recklessness is useless on the red earth. The earth does not tolerate novices, and the two of them are helpless.
Perhaps there must first be a piece of land with sufficient fertilizer. Shao Zizhuo recalled carefully and tried to start working on it. He pushed aside the weeds and found pure soil in between, which was suitable for vegetation growth. Naturally, he would not miss such a fertile soil.
Guan Shanyue's head ached, and he closed his eyes in agony. Is this really like this? How strange.
She was not interested in gardening and would never look into it in her spare time. Besides, her family did not have dozens of acres of garden to take care of. Her focus was limited to herself.
Shao Zizhuo learned everything by himself. He dug a hole, watered it, and then filled it with flower seeds that came from nowhere. He then used a hoe to remove all the weeds, creating a suitable soil for the growth of the flowers.
Guan Shanyue was eager to try something new, holding her hoe. Shao Zizhuo pulled her into his arms, the strong smell of alcohol making her absolutely certain he must have been drinking. She hesitated, curious but unwilling to get dirty: "I, I can't."
For the first time, Shao Zizhuo showed his strong side in front of her. He held her hand half forcibly and half gently: "I will teach you."
For no apparent reason, it felt like rain was falling. Guan Shanyue looked up curiously, realizing where the rain was coming from. It wasn't rain, but Shao Zizhuo's sweat, running down his jawline and dripping onto her shoulder. She raised her hand to wipe it off, but he pulled it down and sternly admonished her, "Focus!"
Farming does not bring happiness, especially for a novice who has no interest in it. Guan Shanyue did not feel any joy from it. Working only brings fatigue. Perhaps she has to wait until the flowers bloom completely before she can savor the happiness in watching them.
But the other novice didn't think so. He had some theoretical knowledge. Although the alcohol had gone to his head and he had forgotten half of what he had learned, he got the hang of it very quickly, as if he was born to be a gardener. He quickly found the joy of farming and guided her in learning.
She was therefore forced to feel his happiness, to empathize with him at this moment.
I don’t realize that I am just a guest in the dream, and I enjoy myself for a while.
The alcohol flowed through her blood, and she couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning, Guan Shanyue opened his eyes in a daze.
The world before her was a black, white, and gray palette. Her neck and shoulders ached, as if she were resting her head on something that was pricking her. She rolled over uncomfortably, not knowing if it was the hangover, but the pain spread all over her body.
She lay in the corner of the bed to wake up, and the ridiculous moments of yesterday flooded into her mind. She covered her aching head and turned her head quietly. Oh no, sure enough, at the end of the president's large bed, which was several square meters in size, there was a person lying quietly, with his arm stretched out to one side. A few scratches could be vaguely seen, and the sheets under his arm were messy, as if someone had just slept there.
Who had she slept with? Guan Shanyue raised an awkward smile, her heart screaming Ah Ah Ah Ah, how could something like this happen without her knowing! At least it had to happen when both parties were conscious!
Someone's cell phone rang, and it exploded next to Guan Shanyue's ear. She was so scared that she jumped around and grabbed the phone and covered it with the quilt, trying to hide what was going on.
After a while, seeing her phone hadn't rang again, she quietly took it out. It was unlocked, and she easily opened the homepage. She turned off the mute button, and a text message popped up, prominently displayed. The note was "Xiao Liu," and the full text message read: "Miss Yuan's flight is about to arrive. I've already booked the flowers as usual. Do you need me to prepare a car to pick you up?"
The blood in her body rushed back, her mind went blank for a moment, and she tilted her head to look at the sleeping man.
So, who am I?
The feeling of self-pity disappeared quickly, perhaps having been burned out by the alcohol yesterday, and her self-will immediately prevailed.
Guan Shanyue put the phone back quietly and snorted coldly. "What's the big deal?" She glanced at Shao Zizhuo and said, "You're just a duck."
She slipped out in her slippers, grabbed a piece of A4 paper at random, and couldn't find a red pen, so she ran to the study to get Shao Zizhuo's cinnabar, mixed it with ink, and carefully wrote on it with a brush, "Just like that, practice more in the future!!!"
Still not satisfied, she added, "It's only worth two hundred!"
After tossing and turning for a long time, Guan Shanyue was afraid that Shao Zizhuo would wake up when she went back. She stood outside the door stealthily and looked around. After making sure that the person on the bed had not woken up yet, she went in with peace of mind, placed the paper lightly on the bedside table, then pressed it down with a desk lamp, and then put the two hundred-yuan banknote that she had finally found in there.
She also pulled up the text message. The words "Miss Yuan" were so eye-catching that she covered it with a sticky note and wrote "It's even" neatly on it.
After packing up all the good things, Guan Shanyue stood at the door of this house that did not belong to her, and quietly said goodbye to Shao Zizhuo in her heart: "Goodbye."
After closing the door, she carried her suitcase downstairs alone and never looked back.
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