President, he must be me

"Here, I brought it back for you."

Wei Wan stood at the door of his house, handed the newly repaired phone to him, and stretched his neck to look inside: "I smell instant noodles, why don't you go to sleep?"

"..." Tan Shaochen took the phone, unlocked it and looked at it, "I don't have any appetite for dinner, and now I'm a little hungry again."

Tan Shaochen spoke very softly, and occasionally got a little hoarse, always sounding tired.Wei Wan is a music maker, so she is very sensitive to sound, and when she hears him speak, she feels an inexplicable distress.

"Go out and eat," Wei Wan couldn't help saying, "I'm hungry too."

"...It's so expensive to go out to eat." Tan Shaochen pursed his mouth—why did he want to eat instant noodles, and he didn't even eat for dinner, because the delicious ones were too expensive, and the cheap ones were too unappetizing.

That's why it is said that it is easy to be frugal in extravagance, but difficult to be frugal in extravagance. No matter how poor he was in the past, he has never been treated badly in terms of food and clothing.Now working hard every day, he can't eat enough. After a few days, Tan Shaochen has lost a lot of weight, and his chin is scary.

Wei Wan looked at the bruises in his eyes, and felt even more uncomfortable: "I'll treat you to dinner, don't be polite to me, I'm not short of money."

——No, he has already received so much kindness from Wei Wan, and it's really inappropriate for him to eat other people's food.

Tan Shaochen thought so rationally, but he swallowed the words of refusal: "...well, really? I really don't have any money anymore?"

"Really, it's cold outside, put on more clothes, let's go out to eat seafood." Wei Wan said, took the key and opened the door next door, "I'll put the guitar back first."

Tan Shaochen nodded, and hurried back to clean up his instant noodles.

This broken mobile phone was made abroad, and it took a lot of money and effort to repair it, and it took six days before it returned to him.Tan Shaochen didn't care, because he didn't have anyone to contact.

And without a mobile phone, he could justifiably say that he didn't remember Shen Yanwen's number, so he couldn't call him and ask him to come out for a divorce right away.Without a mobile phone, many indecision and hesitation have become reasonable.

Now that he has a mobile phone, he no longer has an excuse to hesitate.

Taking advantage of this time, Tan Shaochen inserted a new card into his phone.He clicked on the text message interface in twos and twos. The text message he had with Shen Yanwen was still on his phone; he deliberately didn't look at it, and quickly typed in the input box: When will you be free tomorrow? Tell me a time. We'll see you at the Civil Affairs Bureau. Remember to bring your ID.Tan Shaochen.

After writing the signature, he stared at the flashing cursor and failed to press the send button for a long while.

At this time, Wei Wan knocked on the open door of his house: "... Gone?"

"Ah."

In the end, Tan Shaochen didn't send the text message, but hastily locked the screen lock and stuffed the phone into his trouser pocket.

The weather is really cold. It seems that in just a few days, the tail is torn off in autumn, and there is no prelude to admission in winter, and the temperature suddenly drops.Without Wei Wan's warning, Tan Shaochen also wore several pieces, including a knitted sweater and a windbreaker - he was too afraid of getting sick, and his new life had just started, so there was no room for him to get sick.

The two were walking on the street late at night, and Wei Wan hummed his newly written song: "...how is it? Is this melody nice?"

"It sounds good," Tan Shaochen said, "You are so good, you can write songs or something, I feel like you can do it at your fingertips."

"It's okay, but I can't write lyrics." Wei Wan said, "Do you remember the song I sang at LIVEHOUSE last time? Let me tell you, I wrote that lyrics for two months, and it suffocated me; It’s still written, and it’s really not very good.”

"..." Tan Shaochen pursed his lips, for fear of laughing, "Well, this is called a creative musician, right?"

Wei Wan didn't notice that his mouth was wrong, so she smiled triumphantly, took out a box of chewing gum from somewhere, and handed a piece to Tan Shaochen.Tan Shaochen originally liked to chew bubble gum, so he answered bluntly: "So you still like chewing gum?"

"No," Wei Wan said, "I don't like to chew this."

"Then you..." "Oh, I see that you are very weak, and I feel..." Wei Wan tilted his head and organized his words before saying, "I feel that most of the people who are not in good health are tuberculosis? I have no curse What you mean by tuberculosis... is that you feel bad because of the smoke."

Compared with Shen Yanwen's impeccable words, Wei Wan's unappealing words are more sincere.

Tan Shaochen's heart was touched by these words, but half a second later, he was forcibly calmed down by himself.With the lessons learned from Shen Yanwen, he no longer dared to be moved casually.

Wei Wan said he wanted to eat seafood, but he really wanted to eat seafood.

Tan Shaochen thought that he might go to a nearby supper street, but he didn't expect that the other party took him to a taxi and ran directly to the seafood supper in a big store in the city.There weren't many customers inside, just three or five tables here and there, and they took their seats in the most inconspicuous corner. Wei Wan opened the menu directly and handed it to him: "See what you want to eat."

"Ah, this..." Tan Shaochen lost his mind when he saw the price, "190 for a dozen oysters?"

"It's okay, okay," Wei Wan said, "I'll pay the bill, don't save me money, I'm really not short of money, if you don't believe me, I'll show you the balance."

Before Tan Shaochen could reply, Wei Wan had already entered his account transfer record in threes and fives, and noted that the person named "Brother" would transfer 4 to him on time on the [-]st of every month.Tan Shaochen became even more bitter, and just said "I don't believe it", Wei Wan returned to the balance interface: "Look, the balance is still more than [-]."

"........."

"So don't worry, ha, don't save me money."

"Okay, okay, I know you have money..."

Before he finished speaking, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in the aisle behind Wei Wan.Tan Shaochen forgot to close his mouth for a moment, and just stared blankly.

The man was not wearing a suit, his hair was not as meticulous as usual, and he even wore glasses.

He looked very relaxed, the only time in my memory when he was caught on the high-speed rail, men had such a relaxed look.

That was Shen Yanwen, whether it was a suit or leather shoes or ordinary attire, he was charming and handsome Shen Yanwen.

Several people in the store were attracted by his temperament, and just like Tan Shaochen, their eyes were glued to him.But the man had probably gotten used to it a long time ago, so he walked to an empty table and sat down without looking sideways, without even noticing that Tan Shaochen was here.

Wei Wan noticed it, and turned his head to follow Tan Shaochen's line of sight with some doubts, only to see the back of Shen Yanwen passing by in a hurry.He instantly understood the meaning of Tan Shaochen's gaze, turned his head and said in a low voice, "Would you like to say hello?"

"Huh? Uh..." Tan Shaochen recovered, lowered his voice and said, "No."

"That's your husband...your ex-husband?"

"It's not wrong to say that the husband is actually." He lowered his eyes and his voice was rough, "I haven't divorced yet."

"...Do you still like him?" Wei Wan threw out a sentence nervously, and regretted it just after he finished speaking, "Should I not mention it? Actually, I don't think it's a big deal. Love is like this, and it doesn't make sense. , going even more unreasonably... This sentence is good, you have to write it down, maybe you can use it..."

As he spoke, he began to take out his mobile phone and type.

Seeing his obsession with music, Tan Shaochen suppressed the frustration that had just arisen in his heart.He took a sip of tea and asked casually, "...you have been in a lot of relationships, right?"

"No, I haven't talked about it." Wei Wan said, "I haven't met anyone I like."

"Then you are so eloquent..."

"You don't understand, it's because you haven't talked about it that you can see clearly."

Shen Yanwen went out to eat supper alone in the middle of the night, and came so far away - this store is in the city center, but Shen Yanwen lives in the suburbs.It was difficult for Tan Shaochen to guess the reason, but soon someone brought him the answer.

Su Zhou came a little late, and stood behind Wei Wan looking around for Shen Yanwen.

Even if Tan Shaochen had only seen that face a few times, he would never forget it.

It is indeed very similar to Luo Bei in the photo, and he would not be surprised to say that they are brothers.

Soon Su Zhou found Shen Yanwen, and walked over there briskly.No one noticed that Tan Shaochen was in this corner, they were at the opposite corner of the shop, the distance was only a dozen steps, but they were too far away to see each other.

His heart hurts like a needle, every breath, every heartbeat hurts so much that it makes Tan Shaochen's eyes sour.

——He left that house after he said his words of resoluteness; he also hesitated whether to turn back after calming down, and he also thought that he might be able to force himself not to care.

But all his self-talk was crushed by the 2-minute clip in front of him.

Shen Yanwen didn't care at all.

Divorce or not, love or not; already there is an existence that can more replace Luobei, and his existence, Tan Shaochen, is meaningless.

"...He just found a new love?" Wei Wan was also watching, sighing, "Then you don't like him anymore, or you will be at a loss."

As he spoke, he turned his gaze back to Tan Shaochen.

But what Wei Wan saw was Tan Shaochen, whose head was lowered and shoulders were shaking slightly, tears fell down and smashed onto the clean table.

"Fuck," Wei Wan immediately panicked, grabbed the napkin next to him and pulled out several napkins, "Don't cry, why are you crying, big man..."

Tan Shaochen took the paper, wiped his face, and sniffed indifferently: "I didn't cry."

"Haven't you cried yet? Forget it, forget it, I was wrong, if you said you didn't cry, you didn't cry."

Tan Shaochen didn't care about his exposure, but just took out the phone that had just been repaired, and clicked into the SMS interface again.The edited but unsent message was still in the input box. He deleted those complicated sentences and edited another sentence:

See you tomorrow at the Civil Affairs Bureau at [-]:[-] noon.Tan.

Wei Wan said again: "Then another place to eat? I also know a restaurant... Hey, it's not good to eat seafood at night. Let's go have porridge."

"Okay." Tan Shaochen nodded, narrowed his eyes and smiled at him, "Thank you."

It was a very beautiful smiling face, sunny, cute and lovable.

But Wei Wan was stunned suddenly. At this moment, he felt that his heart was hit by something indescribable. It was sore and painful. He really wanted to say to the person in front of him, "Or buy something to eat at home, and you can cry if you want."

But he didn't say anything, just said: "He found it so quickly, he is a scum, don't be sad for him."

"Well, you are right." Tan Shaochen said, "He is a scum, a shameless liar."