The sun was dimming, and the morning air was moist and sweet. Lin Luosang stared at the sign in his hand for a moment in silence before hanging it on his fingertips. He turned around and asked Pei Hanzhou, "Do you know that the other party will see this?"
He closed his eyes: "I know."
She raised her eyebrows: "How did you know?"
Did he explore this in advance?
He said helplessly: "I saw it when I just came down the mountain. The pen you gave me was written by the previous boy."
"...Oh." She muttered, "Why didn't I see that?"
Pei Hanzhou: "You're busy taking pictures of the sunrise with your phone."
Lin Luosang choked up, then stroked the wooden sign in his hand and asked the old man, "Is this for us to take away?"
"No need," the old man took them. "Since they are secret, I will burn them one by one after reading them."
Then, on the way down the mountain, Lin Luosang was wondering whether it was necessary to waste resources to burn the four words of nonsense on his sign.
Fortunately, they left early, and the crowd had not yet arrived. Lin Luosang looked back at the dark mass of people that was about to spread over, pulled Pei Hanzhou's sleeve and trotted: "Come on, come on, get in the car quickly."
After staying up late and taking a short nap, she was not very clear-headed. She forgot to cover her face while running. Passersby recognized her and took a few photos of her before she realized something was wrong. She turned around a few times with her scarf, covering most of her face tightly and almost blocking her vision.
Her nose and mouth were covered, and she was not getting enough oxygen after the intense exercise. She almost suffocated herself when getting in the car. She pulled the scarf to her neck and took a deep breath, but still felt a little powerless. The fingertips pressing on the armrest turned a faint bluish-white color.
The man wordlessly untied her scarf a few times, pulled it off and threw it over the back of the chair.
Now he finally felt much more comfortable, and Lin Luosang loosened the strength of his fingers, "Thank you..."
Halfway through thanking him, she remembered that he seemed to dislike her saying thank you, so she pursed her lips again. At this moment, a glass of water was handed to her, filling the gap in her silence.
She turned her head and looked up. The man was holding a thermos in one hand and a small cup in the other. He poured a cup of warm water and handed it to her, with mist rising from it.
Lin Luosang was stunned for a few seconds.
The man quickly urged: "Aren't you thirsty?"
She blinked as if realizing something, uttered an "ah" in a moderate voice, and reached out to take the cup: "I'm thirsty."
Before drinking, she blew on it twice subconsciously, then remembered something and looked at him seriously again.
"Was this glass of water also left by Luo Xun accidentally?"
Pei Hanzhou: “…………”
Realizing that she was complaining about his insincerity again, the man frowned and whispered, "Are you done yet? If you don't want to drink, give it to me."
She smiled and dodged his hand that was trying to grab the cup. After a non-aggressive struggle, she kept her cup.
When she held the water with both hands and lowered her head to drink, she finally couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud. The air from her tongue rushed to the surface of the water, splashing water droplets, and one drop touched the tip of her nose.
Light and transparent.
Her tender eyelashes were lightly wrapped in mist.
The man looked at her for a while, and his frowning brows somehow smoothed out again.
After drinking, she returned the cup and watched him pour another one.
Pei Hanzhou: "What?"
"I'm so tired from running. Let me drink another sip."
“…”
After a simple meal, the two set off on their journey back. The journey was like a comic strip, and she felt the sky gradually brightening.
Suddenly I thought of the sign written by the man.
There were many words on her lips, but she changed her mind and stopped talking.
Maybe she was overthinking it. The man might not have thought about it that way when he wrote it. It was just her occupational disease that made her think it looked a bit like an acrostic poem.
It’s better not to ask, otherwise the atmosphere will be awkward when he denies or seems surprised.
She leaned against the car window, feeling sleepy. When she was about to fall asleep against the window, a question suddenly occurred to her - what was she using as a pillow to fall asleep when she was at the top of the mountain just now?
Unfortunately, she didn't have time to come up with an answer as she was dragged deeply into a dream.
When she woke up again, the car had already entered the underground garage. She rubbed her eyes and took the flowers next to the seat with her when she got out of the car.
The man glanced at her, as if to ask why she was still holding flowers when the date was over.
She explained, "If you go home and put it in a vase with water, it can still grow for a while. Don't you know this common sense?"
Pei Hanzhou nodded, and after a few seconds he turned his head again: "Is this common sense?"
"Yes," she said. "Didn't anyone tell you? You didn't get any flowers?"
Pei Hanzhou keenly sensed that his wife seemed to have not only received flowers, but also received them many times.
"Who taught you this common sense?"
She narrowed her eyes with a smile and said, "Guess."
…
After returning home, she was finally able to rest. She quickly took a shower and climbed into bed. She originally planned to check Weibo and then go to sleep, but after waiting for a long time, the man in the bathroom did not come out.
He was driving and waiting for the sunrise, so it seemed impolite for her to sleep first. So she lay on the bed and waited for Mr. Pei to come. At this moment, she found that not only had the sound of water stopped, but there was no movement in the bathroom.
...Could it be that he fainted from overstrain?
Or maybe he felt uncomfortable when he smelled that perfume last night, but he kept holding on until now and finally collapsed?
After much hesitation, she decided to go and take a look.
But she couldn't just barge in and watch a man taking a bath, as she had no such fetish.
Lin Luosang stood at the door and hesitated for a while, then decided to open the door first and then turn off the lights to give it a try.
Pei Hanzhou was lying in the bathtub relaxing, unaware of the passage of time, when he suddenly heard the sound of the bathroom door lock, and then a pair of hands reached in.
Her white fingers were groping around on the wall. Just when the man didn't understand what she was doing with her eyes covered, there was a "pop" sound and the bathroom was plunged into darkness.
“…”
"What are you doing?"
"Nothing, just checking to see if you're still alive," she reminded him in a slurred voice, "You've been showering for two hours!"
"There was still no movement at the end of the wash. Isn't that scary enough?"
"I understand," the man pinched his brows, "I'll get up right away."
"oh."
She uttered an interjection and then closed the door with her slender fingers.
With her departure, the tiny ray of light from outside was blocked out, and the bathroom fell into complete darkness.
The man sighed meaningfully, stood up, and went to turn on the light. Just as he was about to flip the switch, the door suddenly opened. She seemed to remember that she hadn't turned on the light for him, and when she opened the door, she saw the man's bare chest. She screamed in fear and fled.
The man picked up his bathrobe and put it on as he walked out. He stopped in front of her and whispered, "...I should be the one who's scared, right?"
Lin Luosang had been pretending to be dead under the covers, but when he heard that, he jumped up from the bed and said, "Why are you so scared?"
She stretched out her five fingers: "The one that just helped you turn on and off the light is this priceless pair of treasures."
Pei Hanzhou was too lazy to chat with her. He pressed his eyebrows and walked to the bed, leaning his back against the edge and closing his eyes to rest.
She originally wanted to turn off the lights and go to bed, but after looking at him for a long time, she couldn't help but ask, "Are you okay?"
The man didn't open his eyes: "What?"
"It's about that last night... Weren't there a lot of people there? You looked very uncomfortable," she said. "Are you feeling better now? Are you feeling nauseous or anything?"
He said, "A little."
"What should I do then?" She looked at the ceiling. "Should I buy something to calm the nerves? Orange juice? Tangerine peel? Painkillers? Motion sickness medicine?"
The man didn't speak for a long time. She noticed something was wrong and turned to look at him.
Pei Hanzhou's dark eyes locked onto her without blinking, and he asked calmly, "Are you concerned about me?"
She didn't expect that after waiting for so long, this man would say such nonsense. She was so angry that she couldn't say anything in response for a long time. Finally, she picked up the pillow and threw it at him: "Screw you!"
After saying that, she turned her back to him. The man turned off the light on his side, and she gradually fell asleep.
At around 2 p.m., Yue Hui called her and woke her up: "Where are you? Why don't you reply to my message?"
"At home," she said after a moment's pause, "I stayed up late last night, so I didn't go to rehearsal this morning."
"I was just saying, I've been waiting for a long time but you still haven't told us to leave."
Yue Hui said, "Are you still going this afternoon?"
"Go, is it too late now?"
"It's still in time. There's a slot from 4:30 to 6:00. If you're sure you want to go, I'll contact the production team."
Lin Luosang: "Okay, I'll get up now."
"Tell me when you're almost well, and we'll pick you up."
"Um."
After hanging up the phone, she stretched lazily with satisfaction, and out of the corner of her eye she saw the man still beside her pillow.
Unexpectedly, he was still there. She stretched so vigorously that when she realized it, she had no time to retract her arm. It just rubbed across the man's cheek and landed on his shoulder blade, like a small hammer.
The man frowned.
Her heart skipped a beat and she was about to pretend nothing had happened and withdraw her hand, but the man moved, and his warm palm came out from under the quilt and held her wrist.
"Stop making trouble." His voice was low and magnetic, "Let me sleep for a while."
Lin Luosang blinked and pulled her arm out of his grasp. "Who, who told you not to sleep? I was stretching and hit you accidentally. Go to sleep. No one will bother you until next year."
She threw back the quilt and got out of bed, planning to wash her face, eat something and then leave.
She had chicken breast and purple sweet potatoes for lunch and was poking at them with a fork when she noticed the man was up too.
His fatigue had dissipated a lot, and it seemed that there was no problem.
Lin Luosang was originally worried that if she went on a date, she would become a sinner for all eternity, but fortunately, the man was not as delicate as she thought.
The man stood by the table and asked her, "When do we leave?"
She thought for a moment and said, "Did you hear me talking on the phone?"
Then he suddenly realized and began to fumble for his phone beside him: "I forgot to tell them to pick me up, I have to..."
"No need," Pei Hanzhou said, "Don't send it."
She looked up with a fork in her mouth: "What?"
He took off his coat: "I'll take you there."
"Are you on your way? Do you have anything to do this afternoon?"
His Adam's apple rolled, and after a moment he lowered his eyes and said, "Well, I just need to talk about something."
Since she could set off without waiting for Yue Hui and the others, she was of course happy to do so. She sent a message to Yue Hui asking them to go directly to the studio and wait for her. Yue Hui gave a question mark, but quickly agreed.
After sending the message, she stood up with satisfaction and heard the man say, "Let's go."
"You haven't eaten yet? Eat first before you go." She didn't know what he was in such a hurry. "I just happened to be taking care of these flowers."
The man pondered for a moment and felt that it was right, so he turned around and went to the kitchen to make lunch. She had just washed a few vases and placed them in the bedroom and living room when she smelled the fragrance coming from the kitchen.
It’s such a sin, why can even his fried rice smell so good.
Lin Luosang sneaked in silently, and when the man scooped a spoonful to taste it, he was the first to put his mouth close to it. After eating it, he nodded very pertinently and commented, "It's okay", then floated away again with his merits and fame hidden.
The man looked at her back and was speechless for a while: "If I had known, I would have done yours too."
"No, I'll just have a small bite."
She made a gesture that it was okay, then ran upstairs at lightning speed to avoid the temptation of the fragrance.
Half an hour later, the two set off. Halfway through the journey, the man asked her, "When will the rehearsal be over?"
"Around seven o'clock."
"And then?"
She turned her head and gritted her teeth: "Workout. From eight to ten thirty."
Pei Hanzhou: "Why are you grinding your teeth at me while working out?"
"Do you know how high the calories in that cup of Heytea last night were?" she leaned back in despair. "Female artists shouldn't have high-calorie drinks like that in their lives."
"Where's the gym?" he asked.
Lin Luosang said, "My personal trainer is near the company. If I practice late, I might just sleep over there. It's tiring going back and forth."
After saying that, she sighed again: "Why isn't our basement floor a gym?"
…
She arrived at the studio at the perfect time. Yue Hui was waiting for her at the door. When she saw the familiar car, she hurried over and was about to speak by the window when she was startled to see Pei Hanzhou in the driver's seat.
The staff behind were also frightened when they saw Pei Hanzhou coming out, and kept saying hello, Mr. Pei.
Next to the fence were fans waiting for her to go to work. She stopped at the door for a while to let them take pictures.
It was cold today, so she said to Yue Hui, "Please take out some of the hot packs from my cupboard and give them to them. I'll be in right away."
Yue Hui agreed, and then called to Xiao Nuan next to him: "Xiao Nuan, come here, the fans are taking pictures of you at work, don't be in the picture."
Xiao Nuan and a group of irrelevant people were cleared away. Logically, only one artist should be left in the middle of the aisle, but now...
Yue Hui glanced at the man standing next to his artist, opened his mouth several times but didn't dare to say anything.
Xiao Nuan whispered, "Should we ask President Pei to move aside as well?"
"Logically, it should be." Yue Hui scratched the corner of his mouth, "Do you dare? Anyway, I don't dare."
"I wouldn't dare."
Yue Hui said, "Pei Hanzhou is so smart. I think he should be able to understand the overall situation and what we mean."
Immediately, Yue Hui cleared his throat and shouted, "Xiao Liang! Why are you still so close to Sangsang? Stay away. Don't you know that only Sangsang should be in the center of the picture?!"
Innocent Xiao Liang opened his eyes wide and gestured with his hands, indicating that he was about to retreat to the Atlantic Ocean.
Soon, Xiao Liang received a message.
Brother Hui: [Sorry, I know you didn't affect the filming, but I didn't dare call the person who was actually affecting it, so I could only loudly explain the rules. It just so happened that you were the farthest away from me.]
Xiao Liang thought of the man's aura when he got out of the car just now, and couldn't help but shudder. Understanding is the key, and he said, "I understand. It's okay. If he says that, he'll definitely leave Sangsang!"
Yue Hui and Xiao Liang looked up hopefully.
Pei Hanzhou just glanced at Yue Hui who had just announced loudly, and then, as if he hadn't heard anything, he still stood there firmly, and even followed Lin Luosang's gaze to look at the camera of the fans opposite.
Xiao Liang:?
Yue Hui: ? ?
No, do you think we are taking a family photo here and standing with your wife looking at the camera?
If you're so close, your fans won't be able to remove you from the photoshop later, do you know that?
After finishing the work photoshoot, Lin Luosang and the others entered the studio. Backstage, they ran into several guests who had just finished rehearsing. They greeted each one and were even pulled over to the computer by Ah Guai: "Sister Sang, come and listen to this for me. They kept saying that my segment was a little weird!"
She simply sat down at the table and helped Ah Guai listen to the melody. After listening twice, she spoke, "It seems a bit... Is it because the suona sound is too loud because it's too loud? This instrument is already very eye-catching. If it's too strong, people can't hear the other instruments. You can turn down the suona a little and add more elbow organ."
Ah Guai thought for a while, then nodded and said, "That makes sense. I'll change it later."
Yin Pengchi, who had advanced a few rounds ago, laughed at him. "You kid... we just said this, but you refused to listen. You had to wait for Lin Luosang to tell you, right? Why, only what your sister Sang said made more sense?"
Hua Hongzhe patted his head speechlessly: "I really am. If I had known earlier, I would have let Luosang talk about you. It seems that you only believe her."
Ah Guai muttered a few words, and there was another burst of laughter at the table, and the topic shifted to Lin Luosang again.
Pei Hanzhou, standing by, looked at the situation with a cold gaze, his voice tinged with icy unease, "Have they always been like this?"
Yue Hui happily watched them making noise. It took him a while to realize that the man was talking to him. He quickly replied, "Yes, yes, we have always been quite harmonious..."
Pei Hanzhou: "Have there always been so many men?"
Yue Hui:?
"Yes, there are very few female guests on the show. Maybe all the good-looking female guests have gone to film reality shows to make quick money. Besides Sangsang, it seems that Ximu is the only one left, but Ximu usually dresses like a cool guy." Yue Hui became more and more amused as he spoke. "People say online that during every meeting, Sangsang is like the only girl in the Polytechnic Institute. She is always taken care of and loved."
Yue Hui knew everything about the artist and felt proud of his popularity. He talked a lot, but in the end, he seemed to be getting colder and colder. When he turned around to look at the man's expression, he could be described as extremely gloomy.
Yue Hui shuddered and took a few steps back, not knowing what he had said wrong again. He forced his smiling face to turn into a crying one, and insisted on repeating:
"I don't know if it's because there's only one girl or because she's pretty and has a good personality, but Sangsang is really quite popular."
After saying this, Yue Hui noticed that the man's expression had become even gloomier. He wondered to himself, inexplicably:
Did he say something wrong? No, shouldn't I be happy that my wife is popular?
Finally, everyone's cheerful conversation was interrupted by Pei Hanzhou, who reminded Lin Luosang that it was time to go on stage to perform. Lin Luosang then remembered that he had important things to do and hurriedly left. The director team also received news of Pei Hanzhou's arrival and would come backstage to greet him.
"You're here?"
"Is there something wrong?"
"Nothing," he said. "Do you have any meetings planned?"
"Ah, yes, there's one tomorrow, but we can open it early today since everyone is here anyway."
"Okay." The man lowered his eyes, "Just let me open it."
The chief director looked at the gentleman with a bad expression, and for a moment he was not sure whether this meeting was really held casually or Pei Hanzhou was speaking in a sarcastic way and wanted to give them a good lesson.
But they have been nice to Lin Luosang recently.
Filled with tension and anticipation, the meeting participants quickly arrived. A sudden meeting was convened ahead of schedule, with a stern-looking man sitting in the main seat.
Jiang Man, who had bullied Lin Luosang before, was now completely scared. He was so frightened that his voice was shaking. Although his assistant repeatedly encouraged him by saying that those things were handled by others, Jiang Man still felt extremely uncomfortable watching him.
I don’t know why, the man didn’t say anything, but the look he gave him seemed more frightening than when he looked at others.
The theme of this meeting was nothing special. It was just a formal exchange of ideas and a report. It specifically explained the general direction of the program with two episodes left, as well as the various equipment that would ensure that there would be no errors during the live broadcast of the finals.
Since the recording of the second episode is still a few days away, some parts are not planned in detail, some links have small bugs, and some parts have not even been planned with specific measures.
But they thought that Pei Hanzhou, an outsider, would not be able to understand it. After all, there was no need for him to come to the audio-visual feast for a meeting. He might have just been bored while waiting for his wife and listened to it. Therefore, everyone was vague when they spoke, and not very detailed.
After everyone finished speaking, it was Pei Hanzhou's turn to speak. However, the man just frowned and said nothing, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with this puddle of mud.
Everyone began to exchange glances, and even the director who was far away couldn't help whispering to others.
"No way? Look at that expression... Did he really hear all the bugs? You shouldn't be like that."
"Looks like it, stop talking."
The man tapped the table, signaling everyone to pay attention.
The director's heart almost stopped.
Pei Hanzhou finally spoke unhappily: "Can you please..."
"Will you invite a few more female guests?"
The director was ready to apologize profusely. He was about to say sorry, but after hearing the man's complete question, he couldn't help but utter a puzzled syllable -
"ha???"
Everyone looked at each other in confusion for a few seconds, and soon someone came to their senses and woke the director up: "They're asking you questions, what are you laughing about? Answer them now!"
The director covered his lips and cleared his throat before saying, "It's like this. We initially planned to have a balanced gender cast, and we even made many assumptions about male and female guests collaborating. But because the show is so demanding, and they have to release an original song every week, many female artists' teams turned it down. Given the same level of pressure, they'd rather join other more lucrative shows. Music shows do have limitations, unlike travel shows where you can invite artists from any industry."
"It's not that we didn't invite them, we did, but not many agreed. Some were kicked out before they had a chance to be recognized by the audience, which led to this situation now."
The assistant director added: "It's too late to invite them now. After all, the show will end in two episodes."
The man paused. "You just said that to achieve gender balance, we need to arrange cooperation?"
The director nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, yes."
"Then don't invite me."
Director: ???
No one knew what the topic of the meeting was, but it finally ended. Yue Hui was recording a live broadcast for Lin Luosang in the lounge. He turned his head and saw a man coming in, and he was frightened again.
"You're not leaving? Waiting for Sangsang to get off work?"
The man sat down and poured himself a cup of loquat and pear tea: "Yeah."
"But she has to wait until very late. She has a private fitness class tonight, and it probably won't be over until 11 o'clock."
Yue Hui couldn't stop talking once he started, and continued, "That gym is also very awkward. A lot of artists go there to find personal trainers, and they often run into Duan Qing afterward. Every time we go, we have to check to see if Duan Qing is there. But sometimes, even though the personal trainer says he doesn't have classes, we still run into him. It's really weird."
Duan Qing.
A name that seems far away but always makes its presence felt around him.
The man remembered.
It is said that he is Lin Luosang's rumored boyfriend who has a sudden and intense romance with her.
After thinking about it, Pei Hanzhou stood up.
Yue Hui didn't understand this man who changed so quickly: "Why, are you leaving again?"
"Um."
When Pei Hanzhou left, Yue Hui could still vaguely hear his voice on the phone, as if he was saying "Please buy something for me."
Yue Hui looked at his back and wondered what he was going to buy that made him walk so fast.
…
That night, after Lin Luosang finished rehearsal and fitness, he returned home exhausted. He didn't even take a shower right away and just lay on the sofa without moving.
Just as she was relaxing and browsing her Moments, she heard a strange noise coming from beside her.
At first she thought it was the neighbor doing something and didn't pay much attention to it. Then she thought, there are no neighbors in this villa, and the sound insulation is so good, so even if a neighbor knocks on the door, she won't be able to hear it, right?
She struggled to get up and walked towards the source of the sound. She stuck close to the bathroom door on the first floor and felt that the noise seemed to come from downstairs.
Pei Hanzhou just came down from the third floor at this time. She looked up and asked him, "Did you hear the sound?"
His answer was of course affirmative. "Well, the underground first floor is being renovated. I gave it up."
"Basement floor? Isn't that where they keep some miscellaneous items?" she asked curiously. "What did you ask them to do so late at night?"
Pei Hanzhou: "I asked them to build a gym on the underground first floor."
Lin Luosang: “……………………”
She opened her lips but no words came out. After she finally found a string of words in her brain that could be connected to her story, she was interrupted by the man unexpectedly.
"It can be roughly repaired the day after tomorrow to meet your daily personal training needs. The more advanced equipment can be installed within this month." After a pause, he added, "Don't go to that gym next time."
She blinked, not knowing whether to remain speechless or thank God first.
After a moment of silence, she spoke in a somewhat absurd tone, "If I said I wanted to build an amusement park on the first floor, would you also build it?"
"That won't happen."
The man said, "The first floor isn't big enough to build a playground. We need to buy at least a whole building."
He tilted his head and asked her, "Do you want it?"
Lin Luosang: “…”
“…No need.”
The man took off his watch and said, "Really? You don't have to give in to me. Just say it if you want it."
"You believed the nonsense I just said."
Lin Luosang couldn't explain how he felt. His thoughts were a bit confused for a moment. Seeing him straighten his cuffs, he unconsciously stepped forward to straighten his tie for him: "It's crooked again! Don't you even know how to tie a tie?"
The man lowered his eyes to glance at her who was so close to him, and asked casually, "What's the next song?"
"A love song? A slow song?" She didn't know how to describe it. "Anyway, it's just a..."
Thinking about two things at the same time, her brain began to have difficulty functioning, and her hands' behavior began to become uncontrollable. Seeing him take off his coat, her fingers on his bow tie couldn't help but move, and she untied his tie for him.
The man's hand fell on the buttons of his shirt. She guessed that he was going to take a shower or something. While saying, "I should probably add a hazy lighting effect to my stage," she took a picture of his hand and started to unbutton his shirt herself.
When she saw eight familiar-feeling objects, she finally realized something was wrong.
What is she doing? Even helping her husband change clothes doesn't require this much, right?
She let go of her hand in time, and pulled the clothes to cover his abdominal muscles as if to cover her ears and steal the bell. Then she looked up at him in a panic and defended herself: "I..."
When she noticed the dark tide in the man's eyes, she finally felt that she had pushed herself into the fire pit, but before she could step back, her wrist was grabbed by the man.
His palms were terribly hot.
Although it seemed like a while since her last bedtime exercise, she wasn't ready yet. She quickly pulled her hand back and said in a panic, "Wait, I, I didn't take a shower...!"
Then he turned around and went into the bathroom.
After three minutes under the shower, I felt something was wrong.
Why did she say that? Why didn't she refuse and instead said she hadn't showered?
Doesn't this imply that men can do whatever they want after you take a shower?
It seems that her small brain capacity really cannot do two things at the same time. Lin Luosang pressed her forehead and when she reached out to take the shower gel, she saw a new bottle on the table.
The last time I went to a small fragrance shop with Sheng Qianye, the things in the shop were very special, with all kinds of scents, including perfumes that smelled like air and boiled water, as well as shower gels that smelled like bitter melon and carrot.
Thinking that men hate bitter melon, she immediately bought bitter melon-scented shower gel and planned to apply it all over her body when she wanted to discourage him.
Lin Luosang stretched out his sinful claws towards the bottle of bitter melon-scented shower gel.
However, when she finally rinsed off the foam on her body and smelled the lily of the valley scent that he loved in the bathroom, she felt despair about herself.
After putting on her clothes, she stood at the door and sent a message to Sheng Qianye: [I am so useless...]
Sheng Qianye: [What's wrong?]
"In the end, I actually chose the shower gel with the scent he likes." These dozens of words were enough to make people sigh with regret just by hearing them circle around the alarm clock. She banged her head against the glass door and typed them word by word with regret.
She typed two words for each bump, and finally on the third bump, the door was opened from the outside. She couldn't brake in time and crashed into his arms.
The man's deep voice seemed to resonate through his chest: "If you don't want to, you can tell me. There's no need to bang your head against the door. I won't force you."
She rubbed her head and murmured, "It's not that I don't want to..."
Realizing that something seemed wrong again, she quickly corrected herself: "But that's not what I meant!"
Obviously, for men, half of what is said is enough.
So she was completely eaten up with the scent that men loved most.
Just when she was exhausted and just wanted to fall asleep, her phone was still vibrating. In order to stop it, she struggled to open the lock screen.
Across from her, Sheng Qianye, who had been stood up by her for four hours, was speechless: [???]
【Where are you? ? 】
[You came to me on your own initiative and then left in the middle of the conversation, huh? Are you human? ? ]
Lin Luosang looked at the clock pointing to four o'clock and replied weakly: "I'm too tired. I'll tell you tomorrow."
Sheng Qianye used his incredible imagination to quickly understand what she had been through: [??? I'm filming at 3:30 in the morning. What about you, Lin Luosang? What are you doing at 3 in the morning? How dare you text me?]
Lin Luosang began his first line of scumbag quotes, pale and weak but effective: [Listen to my explanation.]
Sheng Qianye: [? ]
Sheng Qianye: [No need, our sisterhood ends here.]
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