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Zhou Wangshu scolded and scolded, but he got up from the entangled bed at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and drove to pick up his good brother who was in love.

Shi Chengye turned into the Starbucks at the airport, ordered a toffee hazelnut latte, and waited for Zhou Wangshu to come over.

The mobile phone was placed in an inconspicuous position beside him.

It's not a holiday now, and it's getting late, there are only a few people sitting in the Starbucks at the airport, and the feeling of emptiness in Shi Chengzhi's heart becomes more and more obvious.

His heart itched and he couldn't hold it back. He looked through the messages on WeChat again as if he was addicted.

Except for Zhou Wangshu's 60-second voice message, there is still no other news.

Shi Chengye had no intention of clicking on the ridiculously long voice bar at all, turned over the phone screen expressionlessly, and took a cold sip of coffee.

It's been five hours.

Tao Zitao didn't reply to his messages for five hours.

He took a sip of coffee irritably, and the mellow bitterness of the ground and foamed coffee beans fermented in his mouth, Shi Chengye told himself bitterly in his heart.

——Tao Zitao must have forgotten, forgot to answer him.

Shi Chengye had finished his cup of coffee, and Zhou Wangshu finally arrived. He scolded Shi Chengye in the howling wind: "Where are you, I'm here, hurry up and get out!"

"coming."

Shi Chengye finished this sentence with his eyes downcast, and didn't give Zhou Wangshu a chance to hang up the phone, so he acted first.

Zhou Wangshu's car is a McLaren GT with a bright fluorescent green body. Shi Chengye stood beside him and frowned in distaste. He didn't speak, and used his expression to express his psychological description vividly. .

——Ugly.

Zhou Wangshu helped him open the car door, made a gesture of invitation, and sneered: "Master, do you want to sit down or not? If you don't sit down, go back."

Shi Chengye still frowned, and condescended to go in with a face full of disgust.

Probably his appearance angered Zhou Wangshu, he glared at Shi Chengye and said dissatisfiedly, "Why, what do you think of my little green?"

"No, I just think the meaning is bad."

Zhou Wangshu smiled: "What's the matter? I'm afraid of being cuckolded?" His mouth odor index was no better than Shi Chengye's, and he said meanly, "You want to have one but no one will do it for you—"

This knife pierced into Shi Chengye's heart brightly.

Shi Chengye turned his head away and stopped talking. After a while, he turned his head back with a stiff neck, and asked calmly, "What does Tao Zitao like?"

"How do I know that?" Zhou Wangshu pretended not to understand Shi Chengye's apparent caution, calmly and meaningfully said, "I don't know him as well as you think, we can only say a few words Friends, plus the relationship between me and her mother is closer than ordinary friends."

Just when Shi Chengye's expression became disappointed with the naked eye, he suddenly changed the topic.

"—then I can still tell you a little bit if you beg me."

Shi Chengye pursed his lips and didn't speak for a long time, the indifferent expression on his face was cracked inch by inch.

After a long time, he squeezed out three words from his throat: "...Brother Wangshu."

From his simple tone, one could hear the superficial reluctance, but Zhou Wangshu was still happy and satisfied.

Shi Chengye and him had a blood relationship that couldn't be further away, and he was several months younger than him, so he wanted to call him "brother" out of emotion and reason, but Shi Chengye refused to call him no matter how sensible he was.

Zhou Wangshu's fox eyes curled up in a good mood, and it was his pleasure to see Shi Chengye suffer.

He lazily said, "Tao Zitao has a good temper, and is usually easy to talk to." Zhou Wangshu thought for a while, and continued: "If you want to say what he likes, I don't think he's fine. I like it, he seems to like food more. Oh, he also likes shoes, it seems that not long ago he spent a month's living expenses to buy a pair of shoes."

"However, I heard that his pair of shoes died heroically a few days ago, and this little accuser cried terribly."

Zhou Wangshu gloated and said that he held grudges very much, and he still remembered Tao Zitao's lawsuit against him until now.

"Shoes?" Shi Chengye asked back, Shen Mei thought for a while, and then asked, "What shoes?"

There is no shortage of money in his family, but Shi Chengye seems to have been lacking in material desires since he was a child, and he wears whatever his mother gives him in clothes and shoes.

"Just—" He happened to meet a red light, and Zhou Wangshu glanced at the time of the red light. Seeing that the time was still long, he dug out the picture of the pair of shoes that Zhang Tao Zitao bought recently from his phone, "That's it."

Shi Chengye took his mobile phone and looked at the shoe tail from the toe of the shoe seriously.

——To be honest, he didn't think the shoes were so good-looking.

After hesitating for a moment, he put the phone back and asked, "Tao Zitao really likes...?"

"He likes it. I remember when he got the shoes, he posted a Moments and wrote a small composition with about [-] words praising the shoes."

Time has become sour.

——When Tao Zitao rejected him, he didn't write him a five-hundred-word essay.

Shi Chengye pursed his lips again, and asked bluntly, "How much are these shoes?"

Zhou Wangshu estimated the number, and said casually: "It should be tens of thousands, not particularly cheap."

"Ding dong——" Zhou Wangshu took the time to glance at the phone screen, it was Shi Chengye's money transfer message.

Without blinking his eyes, he turned over a hundred thousand: "Buy me a pair, and the extra will be your travel expenses."

Shi Chengye frowned again and thought for a while without saying a word, then transferred 20 to Zhou Wangshu: "I don't know Tao Zitao's shoe size, you can buy all 40, 41, and 42."

He didn't know Tao Zitao's shoe size, but he had seen Tao Zitao's bare feet.

——The skin is white and transparent, and the toes are smooth.

The soles of the feet look much, much smaller than his, which looks particularly pleasing.

Zhou Wang opened his mouth, listening to the sound of "ding dong" and "ding dong", he persuaded: "Shi Chengye, you have so much money that you have nowhere to spend it?"

Shi Chengye held the phone tightly: "I am willing."

He doesn't even know how much money he has in his bank card, anyway, it's more than enough to raise Tao Zitao.

"No, you bought it for Tao Zitao, and he won't want it either!"

Shi Chengye snorted, "You are so annoying."

In fact, deep down in his heart, he also knew that Tao Zitao would not want such a relatively expensive gift, and he might not accept even a cheap one.

But he just wanted to give it away, Shi Chengye thought hopelessly - what if Tao Zitao would not be angry if he was so quiet for a while.

The trees on the side of the road outside the car window flew by in the dark, and the smooth lines of the sports car drove unimpeded on the road, and the more it drove forward, the more lively it became.

Shi Chengye stared out the window, the spire of the iconic building in Shanghai broke through the darkness, as if standing in the sky, with bright lights shining around it.

——Shanghai City is the place where he grew up. When he finished the college entrance examination, he wanted to exercise his self-care ability. He went to Nancheng, which is not far or near, and he was very satisfied with everything in Nancheng.

——Until I met Tao Zitao.

——He wants to go back to Shanghai, because there is Tao Zitao in Shanghai.

Zhou Wangshu took Shi Chengye back to his home.

Shi Chengye has been to the place where Zhou Wangshu lives alone, and there are special slippers for him to wear in the shoe cabinet.

Because Young Master Shi never wears shoes worn by others.

Zhou Wangshu also turned out the pajamas that Shi Chengye was wearing, and threw it to him with a tired face, then yawned and went back to the bedroom to sleep.

——I stayed up all night last night, and today I want to sleep well, but I still have to serve this young master.

Shi Chengye went to the bathroom and took a hasty shower, the water splashed on his well-shaped muscles.

He saw himself in the foggy glass.

——He unconsciously pinched his face, then touched his abdominal muscles.

Shi Chengye lowered his eyes and took a bath seriously.

His skin should be okay. His legs are long, and his muscles are exercised just right. It won't make people feel flamboyant or too thin, especially the neat six-pack abs on his waist.

It seems that others are quite envious.

This face of mine seems to be okay, so it shouldn't be shameful to take it out.

Shi Chengye thought.

After taking a shower, he put on his pajamas, covered his head with a towel, and walked while wiping.Sitting on the bed in the guest room, Shi Chengye turned on the phone again.

Sure enough, there was still no news of Tao Zitao.

People are supposed to learn to grow and be strong from one blow after another, but Shi Chengye felt that his mentality was getting more and more broken.

It's not without reason that Zhou Wangshu called him the young master. His first 19 years were smooth sailing, and he could get whatever he wanted. This was the first time he suffered setbacks.

Lying on the bed, Shi Chengye became more and more annoyed by thinking about it, so he went to Zhou Wangshu's room and lifted his quilt all at once.

Before Zhou Wangshu got angry, he showed weakness first, and then reluctantly called out: "...Brother Wangshu."

Zhou Wangshu trembled three times at his cry, and the fire was extinguished by a basin of cold water before he had time to let it out. Now he felt that taking Shi Chengye back was torture.

He tried his best to open the eyes that he kept trying to close, pulled himself together and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

When he asked, Chengye fell silent again.

When he was drowsy, Shi Chengye said awkwardly again: "Can you help me ask Tao Zitao out...?"

"Shi Chengye." Zhou Wangshu's tone was calm, but his words were full of accents, "It's 12:[-] pm now, I'll call Tao Zitao's soul out to date you?"

"..."

These words sounded a bit scary, Shi Chengye finally dragged his shoes and lay down back to his guest room.The light in his room was turned on brightly, and Shi Chengye was lost in thought at the incandescent lamp hanging from the ceiling.

Tao Zitao must have fallen asleep, the news on WeChat was as quiet as if she was in airplane mode.

This feeling is so uncomfortable, like a knife hanging over your head, but you don't know whether it will fall or be retracted by the hanging thread.

Nine o'clock the next morning.

Zhou Wangshu was woken up by Shi Chengye throwing the quilt again, and what made people feel even more sad was that he started to accept this reality.

Shi Chengye was holding the corner of the quilt, his head was sleepless all night, but he still kept awake and urged Zhou Wangshu: "Hurry up, help me ask Tao Zitao out."

His aura was short of putting a knife on Zhou Wangshu's neck.

Forced to do so, Zhou Wangshu took out his mobile phone from under the pillow and sent a message to Tao Zitao.

[Shanghai Xiaowangwang]: Are you awake?

Tao Zitao couldn't help but replied "." Going back.

He couldn't sleep last night either, his eyes were as big as copper bells on the bed, and finally tossed and turned, barely falling asleep when the sky was dim.

Woke up in a daze early in the morning, and only slept for four or five hours, but my mind was too clear.

Shi Chengye's chat box was still there, and he opened it hesitantly. After typing for a long time, he didn't think about what to say, and finally heaved a sigh of relief, and fell on the bed as if he had given up on the salted fish stall.

— Destroy it, it’s annoying.

Zhou Wangshu, who hadn't been in touch with him for 800 years, suddenly sent a message. When he saw Zhou Wangshu, he couldn't help thinking of Shi Chengye.

Tao Zitao shook her head hard, and replied a message perfunctorily.

But Zhou Wangshu didn't know if his head had a convulsion today or something, so he sent him another message.

[Shanghai Xiaowangwang]: Is the teacher not in Shanghai now? I have a portrait for the teacher. Can you come out and get it?

Tao Zitao was just about to get back together, but his gaze slipped again from the harsh "run away" sent to him by Zhou Wangshu.

He immediately spread the anger of insomnia to Zhou Wangshu.

[Taotao is so cute]: Climb, my mother doesn't have a traitor like you!