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At first glance, Tao Zitao thought that he had made a mistake—the person standing in the elevator seemed familiar.

While absently taking the takeaway from the deliveryman's hand, he kept moving his gaze towards Shi Chengye.

After looking at it for a long time, he tentatively called out: "... Shi Chengye?"

The delivery boy was helplessly stuck between the two of them. The people in the elevator hadn't come out yet, and he didn't say a word. He felt more and more creepy, and trotted into the safe passage to go down the stairs.

After he left, only Tao Zitao and Shi Chengye were left.

Shi Chengye deliberately lowered his voice and said, "...you have mistaken the person."

Tao Zitao still looked suspicious, he wanted to ask a few more questions, but the elevator door suddenly closed slowly between the two of them.

He blinked his eyes slowly. The people in the elevator were too tightly packed just now to see their faces clearly, but their temperament and height were similar to those of Shi Chengye.

And that voice is a little lower than Shi Chengye's, and it's a little unnatural, but it's still very similar.

While thinking, he carried the takeaway and walked into the house.

Today Tao Zitao ordered his favorite Ma La Tang. As soon as the bag is opened, the spicy aroma fills the air, which can stimulate people's appetite.

Tao Zitao, on the other hand, fiddled with the fragrant ingredients in the box with his chopsticks, dragging his chin with a thoughtful expression.

Is that Shi Chengye just now?

yes!Should be... yes?

He picked up a bunch of Flammulina velutipes and brought them to his mouth, chewing unconsciously——Why is Shi Chengye here?Are you here to find him?Then why don't you talk?

Tao Zitao took out the phone from his pocket and found Shi Chengye's chat page.

In the past few days, Shi Chengye has not come to look for him.

Is it really a needle in the heart of a man, who still said he likes me a few days ago?

He originally wanted to have a good chat with Shi Chengye, but after hesitating for a while, he still sent a message to Shi Chengye.

[Taotao is so handsome]:?

The screen name has been changed back to his satisfaction.

This time, Shi Chengye came back very slowly, Tao Zitao ate half a bowl of Malatang, and only then did he receive the news from Shi Chengye.

【Narito】:.

Tao Zitao continued typing regardless of the soup splashed on the phone screen.

[Taotao is so handsome]: Is that you?

[Narino]: ...No.

That's right, Tao Zitao let out a sigh of relief and continued to ask.

[Taotao is so handsome]: Come up here, I have something to tell you.

Seeing this line of words that popped up on the screen, Shi Chengye covered his eyes in despair, and opened them after a rich psychological construction.

He tapped his finger on the screen with difficulty.

[Narino]: good

He had been squatting behind the door just now, and now he managed to stand up from the ground, and he threw the garbage bag with the shoebox at his feet.

Shi Chengye hesitated for a moment, picked out his own pair of size 44, and simply took the garbage bag and climbed upstairs—he already had a shadow on the elevator, so he simply climbed up step by step.

Standing at this familiar doorway, Shi Chengye chose to press down the screaming chicken stuck beside him expressionlessly.

"Giggle-"

The shrieking sound of chickens sounded, and Tao Zitao ran out and opened the door in an instant.

Shi Chengye didn't wear a peaked cap anymore, and the zipper of his jacket was also opened, revealing the white bottoming short sleeves inside - but he was still persistently throwing a garbage bag that didn't match him at all.

Tao Zitao couldn't help but glanced at the eye-catching garbage bag. Before he could ask, Shi Chengye suddenly squatted down, as if he was about to take something out of the garbage bag.

After a while, amidst the sound of trash bags being smashed, Shi Chengye took out shoe boxes one after another from inside.

one two Three.

Tao Zitao was dumbfounded, counting silently in his heart.

He read it in silence, and Shi Chengye finished it quietly, and finally pushed it with his arm—all of them in front of Tao Zitao.

He was still squatting on the ground, looking up at Tao Zitao: "For you."

Tao Zitao brainstormed presumptuously, turning Shi Chengye into a large dog—like a ferocious, yet sensitive and obedient hound.

Shi Chengye asked again: "I gave it to you, can you accept it?"

Tao Zitao knelt down tremblingly, the row of shoe boxes in front of him should not be too familiar - those shoes are limited edition, and the shoe boxes are also independently designed.

He can recognize it at a glance.

He took his own pair to the shoe cleaner, and they were cleaned.But perhaps psychological factors were at play, Tao Zitao always felt that the pair of shoes smelled strange.

He couldn't afford to buy another pair, so he could only reluctantly throw the shoes in the shoe rack, and when he could accept it, he would turn them out and wear them again.

Tao Zitao's fingers trembled a little, he had forgotten his original purpose of calling Shi Chengye over.

He picked a box at random and opened it, and inside lay a pair of familiar and unfamiliar shoes, which smelled like new leather.

Tao Zitao tried his best to restrain himself, and closed the lid of the shoebox again. He frantically shook his hands and refused Shi Chengye: "I don't want it! I don't want it! Take it back!"

Shi Chengye saw that Zhou Wangshu didn't lie to him, Tao Zitao really liked the shoes.

But before he had time to be happy, Tao Zitao rejected him again.

His joyful mood just now dropped again: "Why not?"

"Too...too expensive."

Shi Chengye frowned and thought for a while: "It's not expensive, just a pair of one hundred thousand."

If Tao Zitao wanted it, he could even choose to give the building to Tao Zitao.

"

"Expensive!" Tao Zitao said, "And it's not a question of whether it's expensive..."

"What's the problem?"

"Yes...it's the problem that I can't accept your gift!"

Shi Chengye stared at the shoebox closed by Tao Zitao, and asked in puzzlement, "Why?" He asked again, "Is it because I'm chasing you?"

You still know you're chasing me...

Just as Tao Zitao was about to say that, he swallowed it back again, and he responded with an awkward "hmm".

Shi Chengye asked again: "Is it because you feel that accepting gifts will burden you?"

"Actually, it's not..." Tao Zitao stammered, "This is a matter of principle. I can't give you what you want, so of course I can't, I can't accept your gift."

Shi Chengye didn't seem to listen to a word, and asked in a wrong way: "What's your shoe size?"

"4, 40?"

Shi Chengye looked at the shoebox on the ground, picked out a pair of size 40, and stuffed it firmly into Tao Zitao's arms, with a bit of a stubborn tone: "This is all what I want, what I give you is what I want to give." Yours, I don't care if the pay is proportional to the result. And to me, these are not pay at all."

Tao Zitao was flabbergasted by him, holding the shoe box with a dazed expression on his face. He wanted to return the shoes, but he heard Shi Chengye say with red ears——

"Actually, I also have my own selfishness in giving you shoes."

"I think... I think..."

"Wear couple shoes with you."