Chapter 217 Extra: Past Life (09)
Sha Ge has booked his train ticket home.
When he left, Shan Qingshan saw him off at the station.
"That's about enough. Any further and you'll be at my doorstep."
Sha Ge spoke exaggeratedly, showing no reluctance on his face, as if he would see them again in the future and there was no need to be sad.
"You should be careful of that beast Tao Guang; he's got a lot of bad intentions."
"knew."
"Be proactive with the person you like. If that doesn't work, strip naked and seduce them. With such a good-looking face, it would be a waste not to take advantage of it!"
Shan Qingshan's ears turned red.
"Don't talk nonsense."
Sha Ge nudged his chest with his elbow, looking wicked.
"Don't be shy, seduction isn't anything shameful. Maybe she'd love to kiss and hug you. The Qing Dynasty is long gone, brother."
Shan Qingshan suddenly remembered what Zhou Chong had said, "Teacher Shan, I want to kiss you."
My face feels a little hot.
Sha Ge looked at him meaningfully and patted him on the shoulder.
He spoke earnestly, "You are independent, but also naive. A person only has one heart, so don't give it away easily."
How many innocent and naive young girls in the film and television city are being played by rich second-generation heirs?
Countless naive young men have been deceived into falling into the abyss.
There are broken ones and damaged ones.
Sha Ge: "Take good care of yourself; you only have one heart."
"I know."
A boarding announcement sounded at the station.
Sha Ge had to leave. He looked reluctant and patted him on the shoulder.
"Remember to come to me if you have any difficulties, although I may not be able to help much."
"good."
Sha Ge waved to him.
As Shan Qingshan watched him walk further and further away, his heart was tugged by his retreating figure. He subconsciously took two steps after him, and when he saw him disappear from sight, he suddenly felt as if he were the only person in the world.
He's alone again.
When Shan Qingshan returned to the film studio, he suddenly remembered that Brother Sha was leaving. The house was completely emptied, and everything that needed to be thrown away in the refrigerator was also thrown away.
The small refrigerator used to be cramped for two people, but now that he's using it alone, it's a bit empty.
Shan Qingshan went to the supermarket and bought two large bags of things.
When I got downstairs, I was stunned to see someone playing games on a suitcase.
Zhou Chong has long legs, and his posture is casual and languid, yet not decadent. He looks dashing and unrestrained, and just like that, he enters the eye and strikes the heart.
Zhou Chong's eyes flickered slightly. He caught a glimpse of Shan Qingshan out of the corner of his eye, put away his phone, stood up, and raised his hand.
"Wow! You knew I was coming, so you bought so much delicious food?"
What are you doing here?
Zhou Chong walked up to him, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and waved it.
"Give me back my cigarettes."
Zhou Chong stuffed the cigarette pack back into his pocket, took the two large bags from his hand without saying a word, and gestured towards the stairwell.
"Lead the way."
Give me the things.
Zhou Chong dodged his hand, "Don't pull or tug at me, or the paparazzi will take pictures of you, a big star."
"..."
Shan Qingshan glanced at his suitcase.
"Just landed?"
"Yeah, I'm just stopping by. Please take me in."
Shan Qingshan reached for the shopping bag. "Give me your things, you carry your own suitcase. I'm telling you in advance, the conditions are poor. There's a hotel 500 meters from here."
"I'm scared to sleep alone, and there's no one to keep me company at the hotel. Why don't you come with me?" Zhou Chong paused for a moment, then deliberately asked, "Get a room?"
Shan Qingshan's expression remained unchanged as he led him into the building.
The stairwell was narrow, and since both people had things in their hands, they could only walk one in front of the other.
Even on the third floor, the space remained narrow and cramped, giving off a gloomy feeling.
Walking inside the building, you can clearly hear the sounds from every household.
The two walked past a door, and suddenly a long, delicate moan came from inside.
Zhou Chong: "..."
That's all too clear.
He went to see Shanqing Mountain.
His complexion was normal.
They've obviously gotten used to it.
The door opened, and Zhou Chong entered Shan Qingshan's house as he had hoped.
It's very small; you can see the whole thing at a glance.
Zhou Chong placed his suitcase against the wall.
"Where's your roommate? I want to get to know him and say hello."
"He's gone."
Zhou Chong was stunned, his face blank for a moment. He subconsciously looked around the room and found that most of the things were for a single person.
He looked toward Shanqing Mountain, his voice low.
"If I had known, I wouldn't have left. I could have stayed with you."
Shan Qingshan put down his things and looked at him with a puzzled expression.
What is the relationship between these two?
Zhou Chong: "Please accept my condolences."
"..."
Shan Qingshan: Speechless.
"He went home."
Zhou Chong: "..."
That's awkward.
Shan Qingshan poured him a glass of water.
"You can sleep in my room tonight, I'll sleep at Brother Sha's place."
Zhou Chong choked on the water.
He originally planned to come and squeeze in with Shan Qingshan.
Now the plan has failed.
"Have you got a meal yet?"
"No, will you do it?"
"Um."
Shan Qingshan carefully put away all the things he had bought.
Most of the food was vegetables; I didn't buy much meat, and I also bought a lot of fast food, including two large bags of instant noodles.
"Cook noodles?"
"good."
Dan Qingshan took two eggs, thought for a moment, then chopped some meat and minced it.
Zhou Chong leaned against the refrigerator, smiling as he watched him operate it.
The more I look at this person, the more I feel that he suits my taste.
"Teacher Shan, I've discovered your inner qualities: you're virtuous and capable, perfect as a wife."
"Can't the one who can cook be the husband?"
Zhou Chong raised an eyebrow.
That's undeniable.
"Such sound values."
Zhou Chong rolled up his sleeves. "Since you've put it that way, shouldn't I go on stage?"
Shan Qingshan gave him a doubtful look, but Zhou Chong patted his chest to assure him that he could do it.
It's just noodles.
How difficult could it be?
Shan Qingshan scooped out the minced meat, fried the eggs, and gave him his seat.
Zhou Chong, the young master, had hardly ever been to the kitchen.
At home, noodles are served in individual portions; I've never seen them served in handfuls here in Shanqingshan.
He smoked half of it, put it in the pot, then felt it wasn't enough, so he confidently added another handful.
While he was using the restroom on Shanqing Mountain, he cooked a huge pot of food.
Shan Qingshan looked at him.
He glanced at Shanqing Mountain, then looked at the pot.
Even he himself thought the amount of noodles was outrageous, and he laughed at himself, then blamed the noodles.
"Teacher Shan, your noodles can reproduce."
Shan Qingshan sighed inwardly.
He shouldn't have believed he could.
Zhou Chong picked one out and showed it to him, "Is it ripe?"
"You can do it, can't you?"
"I can, but when it comes to things that reproduce, I really can't."
Shan Qingshan found it amusing, but his smile remained undisguised.
Zhou Chong murmured, "I'll try it."
After tasting it, he frowned, puzzled.
"It doesn't taste good." How could it not taste good?
It's just boiling noodles, isn't it?
Shan Qingshan asked, "Didn't you taste that it wasn't cooked?"
"……"No.
The young master had never eaten undercooked noodles before.
The two stared at each other for a moment.
Dan Qingshan couldn't help but smirk.
"Fool."
"Don't laugh."
Shan Qingshan simply burst out laughing.
Seeing him laugh, Zhou Chong unconsciously laughed along, gently nudged him, and stirred the noodles in the pot with his chopsticks.
"What should we do? There are so many sides, can you save them?"
"It's beyond saving."
"Can something be saved if it tastes bad?"
"uncertain."
Zhou Chong sighed, "It's time to go back and sign up for a class."
Shan Qingshan did not refute.
The noodles were cooked, and two large bowls were scooped out. Eggs and minced meat were poached on top. The two sat at the table, took a bite at the same time, and then looked at each other at the same time.
Zhou Chong resignedly picked up his phone.
"I think I should apply now; I don't think I can wait."
Dan Qingshan chuckled, and as if that had lit a fuse, Zhou Chong on the other end of the line was shaking with laughter, holding his phone, too embarrassed to face anyone.
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