President, he must be me

one day ago.

In a popular nightclub in the city center, a group of rich ladies are sitting on the second floor, drinking and chatting on the sofa, and the topic is always going back and forth on the gossip of these people in the circle.Shen Yanshu is not a resident of this group of people - she has not yet graduated from graduate school, and her student status is still suspended abroad, so she has to go back to school to deal with it from time to time.

So when they saw her wearing the new season's tube top dress, many people stopped chatting and cast their eyes on her.Among these people, the Huang family ranked first, and the Shen family was at least the top three; Shen Yanshu didn't even bother to nod and smile, and walked straight to where Huang Shutong was.

Sitting beside Miss Huang was a handsome man who was carefully picking out the seeds from the watermelon for her.

Just like this, a woman who breads ducks outside, still wants to marry her brother?Shen Yanshu was disdainful in her heart, but there was no expression on her face.

"Come on, sit down." Huang Shutong was playing with her mobile phone, and after a quick glance at her, she absently opened her mouth to pick up the watermelon slices that the duck carefully handed over.

Shen Yanshu suppressed the unhappiness in her heart, and sat down beside her according to her words.

"What are you looking for me for?" Huang Shutong said, locked the phone and threw it into the duck's hand, then picked up the wine glass, "Does it have something to do with your brother?"

"Yes." Shen Yanshu didn't put on airs, and reached for the flagon by herself, "I know you've always wanted to have something with my brother."

The little duck next to her was very good at coming, and when she saw this, she hurried to help and quickly poured her a glass of wine.

The music in the nightclub was loud and the light was dazzling. Shen Yanshu seemed to be in a depressed mood, she drank the whole glass in one gulp, and then put the glass back on the table heavily.

"What are you talking about so badly?" Huang Shutong said, "I want to be your sister-in-law... To be honest, brother Yan Wen is of course good, good-looking, and capable. Your Shen family is still right with me."

"But my brother is married."

"If you get married, you can get divorced. A second marriage is not a strange thing now.... Tan family, if it wasn't for brother Yan Wen, I would never have heard of it. Your brother is still married and home, so it can't be true love, right? "

"I thought so before." Shen Yanshu said, "But I don't think so now."

"Ok?"

Shen Yanshu thought of Tan Shaochen's face, and remembered the things her brother had done to him that seemed ordinary but loved him.She suddenly felt that her blood pressure was going up, and said holding her breath, "...my brother treats him very well."

"I met him once, he looks very ordinary," Huang Shutong said while recalling, "I almost thought he was Brother Yan Wen's new secretary."

"Let's not talk about that," Shen Yanshu changed the subject and said straight to the point, "You also want my brother to divorce, and I hate Tan Shaochen too, why don't we cooperate?"

"Huh? How to cooperate? Tell me."

"Recently, there was a female tutor who came to my brother's place every now and then to teach Tan Shaochen how to read..." "Haha, it's true, it's said that brother Yan Wen married an illiterate, I thought it was a joke." Shen Yanshu hasn't said anything yet After finishing, Huang Shutong couldn't help laughing out loud.

"I'm just illiterate, and I don't even look at what I am, so I cut my head and rubbed against my brother. ... I have an idea, but I'm rarely in China, and I don't have many connections."

"You talk about it first."

"I want you to help me get something," Shen Yanshu sneered, "That's all, I'll settle the rest."

"What is it?"

-

just now.

"Do you still have to do your homework tonight?" Shen Yanwen looked at the time and said, "It's past nine o'clock."

The young man lowered his head, as if he didn't hear his words, he just walked forward without answering.

Shen Yanwen called out "Shaochen?" in doubt, and then he came back to his senses, glanced at him and then avoided his eyes: "Ah? Ahh... I finished my homework yesterday, wait for tomorrow, that tomorrow Chen The teacher came to check..."

"Then go to bed early," the man curled his lips, "go back to the house."

"Um, uh..."

Tan Shaochen never dreamed that his guilty conscience would one day be due to not having to sleep in the same bed with Shen Yanwen.He should be happy, he should be jumping happily on the big bed in the guest room after taking a bath; but when he came out of the bathroom and looked at the slightly empty guest room, he just felt a little unaccustomed.

When sleeping in the same room with Shen Yanwen, most of the time he would fall asleep alone and wake up alone.

He also felt at ease because Shen Yanwen often came home late.

There is not much difference now, but because he owns the whole bed, he can sleep more freely.So what is he upset about?Tan Shaochen lay on his back on the bed for a long time but didn't understand.

The bedside lamp was on, and the warm yellow dim light illuminated his square inch of the world. He tossed and turned, closed and opened his eyes again, and his mind searched for the answer uncontrollably.

Because the bed in the guest room is not as comfortable as Shen Yanwen's bed?

Because the room didn't smell like Shen Yanwen's usual perfume?

Because the orientation of the guest room is not as good as that over there?

……

In the confusion of thoughts, there was only a gap in Tan Shaochen's eyes, his sight was out of focus, and he couldn't see the decoration in the guest room clearly; the man's handsome face appeared in his mind, a little blurry, but it made people want to see it clearly.

Only the eyes, and the tear mole under the eyes.

It's like an abstract symbol, lingering in his mind for some reason, involving old memories, but he can't remember when he saw it specifically.

What's more, if he sees this kind of thing suddenly, he can clearly feel "familiarity"; if he sees each other every day, that "familiarity" becomes like an illusion, to the point where he can't tell whether it's real or pure fantasy.

As time passed, the images in his mind began to enrich, including the well-dressed Shen Yanwen when they met for the first time, and the powerless appearance of the other party when he was drunk.As if reorganizing his memory, after showing all kinds of Shen Yanwen, Tan Shaochen remembered the day he couldn't see.

At that moment, he and his mother lived in a bare house, and he was lying on a folding bed with only one layer of mattresses. He had been ill for a long time and hadn't recovered.

He also woke up from his sleep, but his eyes were dark; he asked his mother to turn on the light, but was told that it was three o'clock in the afternoon, and the sunlight could cover the whole room.

But at this moment, the young man who thought of these things suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if he wanted to confirm whether he could see or not, as if in panic and astonishment.The drowsiness that was finally brewing dissipated in an instant, Tan Shaochen looked at the emptiness on the bed in front of him, and took deep breaths to calm himself down.

...ah, he got it.

It was because when he woke up from the nightmare, no one told him "don't be afraid anymore".

-

Tan Shaochen suffered from insomnia for a long time.

At noon the next day, it wasn't Aunt Zheng who felt strange and came to ask him to eat; he might be able to sleep until three or four in the afternoon.He got up from his sleepiness to wash and eat, waited for the female college student to come to teach him in the afternoon, and then worked in the study with Shen Yanwen as usual in the evening.

But Shen Yanshu didn't come back for several days.

This younger sister is too powerful, every move can be just right to make Tan Shaochen uncomfortable.When he didn't want to share the bed with Shen Yanwen, his younger sister came; when he got used to having someone beside him in bed, his younger sister left again.

As a result, Tan Shaochen didn't sleep well at night for two or three days, and some bruises even appeared in his beautiful peach blossom eyes, making him even more sickly.

On the morning of his mother's death day, Shen Yanwen went out to the company early, and returned home not long after he woke up.When the young man went downstairs sleepily, he hadn't realized what was going on. Seeing Shen Yanwen drinking coffee in the restaurant and looking at his tablet, he was very surprised: "Why... didn't you go to work? Skipping work?"

"I'm the president," Shen Yanwen said, "Of course I can arrange my working hours as I like."

"Oh yes, you are the president... aren't you busy today?"

"Today I agreed to accompany you to visit the grave."

The young man took out his mobile phone in a daze, and suddenly realized: "It's really today."

"Well, come down and eat something."

Realizing this, when he looked at Shen Yanwen again, he could feel the obvious difference - Shen Yanwen's suit and tie today were all black.Although the other party has a lot of formal clothes in the closet, he almost never wears black; obviously this outfit was specially selected for today's grave visit.

A faint touch spread in his heart, but Tan Shaochen quickly pinched it off.

——Shen Yanwen moved him a lot, it's just a small case.

So he didn't say anything, just obediently sat opposite Shen Yanwen, and ate breakfast slowly.The man didn't know why he was interested, and when he saw him coming, he didn't continue to look at the tablet, but stared at him instead.

Tan Shaochen was made uncomfortable by the gaze, and said, "Don't watch me eat, I don't look good, I know..."

"It's not bad," Shen Yanwen said, "It just feels like you haven't slept well recently?"

"Ok?"

"It's blue under the eyes."

He really didn't sleep well, and he didn't sleep well because he slept in the guest room.Tan Shaochen couldn't say this even if he killed him, so he had no choice but to prevaricate: "No, it's just that I dream a lot..."

"Physical discomfort?"

"It's nothing, I don't do anything at home this day, and I'm already very comfortable."

He said this very casually, but Shen Yanwen listened very carefully.The corner of the man's mouth suddenly turned up, and he mentioned two of the words lightly and repeated: "Home?"

——He used to call him "your family".

Tan Shaochen understood his meaning in an instant, quickly changed the subject, turned his head and said loudly: "Aunt Zheng, I want to drink milk!"

The other party saw through and didn't say anything, just smiled and took a coffee cup and took a sip slowly.During the process, his eyes never left Tan Shaochen, as if he was very happy because of this little detail.

"I'll go up and change clothes! Soon!" Tan Shaochen didn't dare to sit opposite him anymore, finished his meal in a hurry, and quickly slipped upstairs.

In the past years, he would go to the funeral home alone to pay homage, and he never paid attention to which clothes to wear.Tan Shaochen himself also likes to wear some plain colors, and he doesn't like big red and big purple, but he doesn't think it's too contrary.

But this time is different, someone is paying attention to him.

Tan Shaochen couldn't explain this feeling, as if the snail's shell was falling off little by little, and after panic passed, he realized that a bigger and more beautiful glass house had been built outside to protect his soft body always safe.

He picked out a thin black coat to wrap it up, and went downstairs briskly again.