Chapter 221 Extra: Past Life (13)
Shan Qingshan suddenly stood up.
Because I stood up so suddenly, everything went black.
He took two steps back before regaining his balance.
"you……"
Why did you come?
Didn't you leave?
What are you doing back here?
His heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was pulling him out of the car and into the person's arms.
"You're not coming down? Fine, that's fine too. Let's just say this: I'm going to pursue you."
Shan Qingshan's heart was beating very fast.
Joy almost burst from my chest.
He didn't speak, and the other side reacted.
"Try saying no again! I never said I'd give up just because you're unwilling!"
"Shan Qingshan, I don't believe you have absolutely no feelings for me!"
"I just want one sentence from you, just say that you hate me, and I'll leave."
Zhou Chong's voice was cold, yet firm.
It was a desperate gamble.
Shan Qingshan gripped the brocade box tightly in his hand.
I can't bring myself to say it.
The night was very quiet, and the few seconds of silence created a chilling stillness.
However, Shan Qingshan was the only one feeling anxious.
In those few seconds of silence, Zhou Chong's lips gradually curled into a smile, revealing increasing confidence.
"Do you dare to say it?"
I dare not.
Zhou Chong chuckled, knowing he had the upper hand, and said deliberately.
"Go ahead and say it."
"……you……"
"Baby, I hate you. That was the beginning."
"..."
Even without seeing Zhou Chong, Shan Qingshan could imagine his current arrogant and smug appearance from those words.
There was a two-second silence on the other end of the line.
Zhou Chong: "Are you in the bedroom right now?"
"Um."
"Okay, I've confessed to you twice, but I haven't given you any flowers yet. Don't do anything rash."
Dan Qingshan vaguely realized something, and as he walked out of the bedroom, he saw a large bouquet of roses fly in from the balcony and land on the ground.
The bouquet sprayed out countless rose petals.
It rises, then falls.
It was like a shower of roses.
Bright red, vibrant, just like Zhou Chong himself.
Shan Qingshan wanted to pick some flowers, but before he could find any, he changed his mind and rushed out the door.
The rose petals that had not yet completely fallen were stirred up again by the wind he created.
Zhou Chong looked up at the lights in Shan Qingshan's house and at the white short-sleeved shirt fluttering in the wind on the balcony.
"Teacher Shan, this is the first time I've ever liked someone. I never knew I could like someone this much."
As she spoke, her voice grew softer and softer, and she felt a little embarrassed.
Unfortunately, Shan Qingshan didn't hear those words.
He was in the hallway.
The motion-activated lights in the building were all turned on by the sound of him running down.
They are gradually going dark.
The stairwells gradually darkened, one floor at a time.
Dan Qingshan stared intently at the pair of shoes outside, leaning against the wall to catch his breath, his phone hanging by his side as he was on a call.
He took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and, figuring that no one would notice anything amiss, walked out with steady steps.
But my mind couldn't calm down.
He only had eyes for Zhou Chong.
I couldn't control my emotions.
Zhou Chong kept calling into his phone but didn't hear a reply, so he was about to leave.
The figure that fell into Shan Qingshan's eyes overlapped with the departure on the day of his first confession.
Dan Qingshan quickened his pace, caught up from behind, and suddenly grabbed his wrist.
Both of them were taken aback.
Zhou Chong smiled and shook the hand that was being held by him.
"What are you doing? Afraid I'll leave?"
Dan Qingshan's face flushed, and he had an idea. He pulled the person upstairs.
Zhou Chong smiled, feigning composure.
"You didn't want me to pursue you? Then why did you take me upstairs at night? Let me tell you, I only bought flowers, not condoms."
Shan Qingshan stumbled at the foot of the mountain and almost lost his footing.
I calmed myself down and pulled the person to the door.
"If you don't mind, I won't—"
Zhou Chong saw the rented room covered with rose petals.
silence.
Then remain silent.
He chuckled twice, "Haha, I'm pretty strong."
"Clean it up."
Zhou Chong: "..."
Zhou Chong: "Why didn't you just say so over the phone? Why did you have to go down and arrest me?"
Shan Qingshan released his grip and walked inside.
"Remember to throw it away after you're done cleaning."
Zhou Chong felt heartbroken.
There was a subtle sense of grievance and reluctance in his voice.
But I still took the broom.
"I bought flowers to confess my love, but not only was I rejected, I also had to sweep and throw them away myself..."
Shan Qingshan paused slightly, but remained silent.
Zhou Chong asked, "You don't want any of them?"
Do you have any good ones?
Zhou Chong picked up the flowers.
As he moved, petals continued to fall from the bouquet.
Zhou Chong searched very hard.
No.
He's completely bald.
Zhou Chong sighed, resigned to his fate.
After sweeping, I threw the rose petals and the bald bouquet downstairs.
Dan Qingshan watched him leave without closing the door, and looked down at his palm.
In the palm of my hand lay a fish that had slipped through the net.
He went into the bedroom, took out a Xinhua Dictionary, and tucked rose petals inside.
"Knock knock knock"
Zhou Chong bent his fingers and knocked on the door.
Dan Qingshan's heart skipped a beat. Without making a sound, he closed the Xinhua Dictionary and put it, along with the brocade box next to it, into the drawer.
"Teacher Shan, I didn't drive. A friend brought me here. Could I stay here for the night?"
"You can't stay in a hotel?"
“I didn’t bring any clothes. I remember, it seems, coincidentally, you have a set of clothes here that I have.”
Zhou Chong walked straight up to Shan Qingshan, looked down at him, and lowered his voice.
"Teacher, where did you put my clothes? On your bed or in your closet?"
Dan Qingshan's face flushed slightly. He went to the closet, found his clothes, and handed them to him.
Zhou Chong took it and walked out.
"Teacher Shan, I'm a little hungry. Can I cook you a pack of instant noodles?"
"Can."
"I'll take a shower first, and I'll wear your slippers."
Shan Qingshan suddenly realized!
etc!
She went out of the bedroom to try and stop him.
It was too late.
The cabinet door opened.
The new men's slippers, still with the tags on, lay quietly in the shoe cabinet, waiting for their owner.
Zhou Chong paused for a moment, then reached out and took it out. He curled the corners of his mouth and looked at Shan Qingshan with a mocking gaze, his eyes saying, "Look what I've found!"
Shan Qingshan: "..."
Zhou Chong put the slippers on the ground, speaking in an exaggerated and deliberately novel tone.
"Wow, it's exactly my size."
Shan Qingshan: "..."
Zhou Chong took off the tag, put it on, and swaggered around.
"What a coincidence."
"..."
I want to hit someone.
Shan Qingshan scanned the area but didn't see any softer, less lethal weapons, so he gave up on taking action against the person.
After Zhou Chong finished showering, Shan Qingshan cooked noodles for him in the kitchen.
“I can do it myself.”
"I'm afraid you'll blow up the kitchen."
"I've studied and grown, and now I'm incredibly strong. If you're really worried, why don't you come to my house sometime?"
Shan Qingshan didn't fall for it.
"You really want to pursue me?"
"Yes, really."
"Then don't investigate me."
Zhou Chong choked for a moment, then honestly confessed, "I've already investigated."
"How many were investigated?"
Not many.
It's someone I like, not someone I'm an enemy of.
Zhou Chong hoped to hear about Shan Qingshan from him.
"You made a brief appearance on a variety show, were signed by a company, were asked to accompany a rich woman, refused, and were subsequently blacklisted. There are also some details about what happened to you in the film and television city over the past four years."
Shan Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Then let's stop investigating."
"good."
Shan Qingshan scooped out the noodles, saying, "Don't let anyone know you're pursuing me."
"Why?"
"It won't be good for my future development. Besides, those people will think I have the intention of marrying a rich man, and they will arrange banquets and parties to send me to other people."
Zhou Chong's expression darkened slightly.
He didn't know much about the entertainment industry, but based on what he knew, it was highly likely.
If we can be together in the future, it won't be a problem; he can protect me.
If it can't be done, then I'll be harming him.
"Their tricks are endless and impossible to defend against. For example..."
Shan Qingshan handed him the cooked instant noodles.
"I poisoned it here. Without you seeing it."
Zhou Chong took it and drank a sip of the noodle soup.
He said, "Oh, no wonder I'm so infatuated."
"..."
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