The boring president is in love

Chapter 7

Liang Yicheng had just taken two steps when he was stopped by Zhan Sen.

"Liang Yicheng."

Zhan Sen's voice is very deep, but usually this low voice does not appear sentimental, on the contrary, it always sounds indifferent, but when he called out the three words "Liang Yicheng", his voice had a very special meaning, It's not like calling out the person's name just for identification in the usual way, but it seems that after a long period of patience and waiting, he finally called out.

Liang Yicheng's heart skipped a beat, he stopped and looked back at him.

Zhan Sen said, "Wait for me." Then he returned to the house.

His figure disappeared behind the door, and Liang Yicheng's heart immediately rose to his throat. He closed his eyes, and he had never been so nervous on stage for the first time.

Ten seconds later, Zhansen came back again.

He held a piece of paper in his hand, without saying a word, he directly stuffed it into Liang Yicheng's hand.

Liang Yicheng unfolded it to look at it, and when he saw it clearly, his heart skipped a beat.

On the paper is a very simple figure drawing, a man, wearing a well-tailored overcoat, standing in front of the bar, seems to be looking for something.

It is obvious that this man is him, and the scene is the night when he and Zhan Sen met for the first time.

Liang Yicheng stared at the painting without raising his head for a long time.It's just a very simple pencil drawing, which can be seen in two or three eyes, but he couldn't face Zhansen again for a while.

After a long time, he restrained his frantic heartbeat, looked up at the person at the door, smiled, and asked a lot of unnecessary words, "...Did you draw it?"

"kindness."

Liang Yicheng nodded, turned around, raised the painting in his hand smartly, and said, "Thank you."

Zhan Sen kept looking at his back until he could no longer see, then lowered his eyes and slowly closed the door.

Liang Yicheng returned to the room, but he leaned against the door and did not move for a long time.

He unfolded the painting again, looked at it for a while, then closed his eyes and sighed, "This idiot."

Although the piece of wood is not very bright, but I am overwhelmed by this inexplicable painting, I am afraid it will be even more frustrating.

Before going to bed, he rolled up the painting, unfolded it and flattened it, and repeated this several times. Finally, he put it in the book he loved to take out and read repeatedly on weekdays, and put it on the bookshelf in the study.

The next day was a rare sunny day. Liang Yicheng slept until almost noon, got up and had lunch, picked up his phone and found that Zhan Sen had sent a message in the morning, "I've come to work, come anytime."

He didn't reply, but the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

When the sun was warm in the afternoon, Liang Yicheng drove to the factory.

For some reason, the desolate winter scenery on the roadside seemed a little cute.

He parked the car in front of the office building, found out the notebook handed by Mr. Sun, and was about to open the door, when he saw Zhan Sen's figure from a distance through the car glass.

That man was leaning against a pillar in front of the office building and smoking a cigarette. His slender figure was no less than that of any international supermodel.

Liang Yicheng couldn't help imagining the scene of him walking on the catwalk wearing the clothes he designed.

But at this time, Zhan Sen over there seemed to have noticed his car, put out his cigarette butt, and stood up straight.

There is a film on the window, so you can't see the inside at all from the outside.Liang Yicheng stared at Zhan Sen's figure, knowing that he couldn't hear him, but he still said, "Come here."

Zhan Sen over there seemed to have heard it, and walked over here with one hand in his pocket.A breeze blew and lifted the hem of his coat, making him look good instantly.

After meeting each other, the two of them didn't speak, and went directly to the clothing store they had visited once before.

Liang Yicheng compared the record book given by Teacher Sun, and confirmed the clothes needed for "Republic of China Actors" one by one. Finally, he closed the record book and said, "Okay, you can send someone to the troupe some other day."

"kindness."

Liang Yicheng stared at Zhan Sen for a moment, then smiled inexplicably, and said, "Are there any arrangements for the evening?"

"…No."

"Then have dinner with me."

"..."

Liang Yicheng frowned, "Not happy?"

"Where to go?"

"Where do you want to go?"

Zhan Sen stared at him, "It's all good."

Liang Yicheng laughed, "Then I have to think about it."

But the planned meal did not happen.

Zhan Sen sent Liang Yicheng to the parking lot, but before he said goodbye, he heard a few screeching brakes, and then several black cars lined up and stopped not far away.

With the sound of slamming the car door, several men in black suits got out of the car and approached the two of them.

Then I saw Zhan Tiansong wobbling from the end to the front, smiling like a hooligan, "You guys really got together?"

Zhan Sen felt cold all over his body, he conditionedly fired and pulled Liang Yicheng behind him, took off his coat without saying a word, and threw it on the ground.

Zhan Tiansong curled his lips at Liang Yicheng, "When did you start talking like this?"

At this time, Liang Yicheng suddenly remembered that Wei Bai once said that someone always troubled Zhan Sen, and thought of the last time when he saw Zhan Tiansong, Zhan Sen started fighting without saying a word, and then he gradually realized that maybe this is the case. The two had a feud, and those who troubled Zhan Sen in the past were probably sent by Zhan Tiansong.

He patted Zhan Sen on the shoulder, "There is still time to go, are you sure you want to fight?" Looking over, there were at least four or five people on the other side.

"kindness."

Zhan Tiansong stared at the movements between these two people, and suddenly smiled sullenly, and said, "Liang Yicheng, come to my side now, and I will let this kid go."

He still had a Band-Aid on the bridge of his nose, which looked a little funny at the moment.

Liang Yicheng didn't even look at him, he just put the notebook into his pocket, and like Zhan Sen, he took off his coat, raised his hand, and threw it on the ground.

Zhan Sen glanced at him, "You don't move here."

Over there, Xiangzhan Tiansong made a gesture with his eyes, and his subordinates rushed over immediately.

Liang Yicheng wanted to help, but no one wanted to fight him, they all came straight to Zhansen.

But at this time, Zhan Tiansong strode over, raised his hand to hug him, and said with a smile, "Baby, you should come with me."

However, Liang Yicheng clenched his fists, and quickly and accurately hooked his right, straight to his cheek.

Zhan Tiansong was totally unprepared, old wounds added new ones, and two nosebleeds slipped down in an instant.

He covered his nose reflexively, his eyes flashed fiercely, "You don't want to toast and not eat fine wine..." The voice fell, and before he could move, he was restrained by a hand.

The subordinate came to his ear and whispered something, Zhan Tiansong immediately frowned, the panic flashed in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice, "How did the old man know!"

The subordinate persuaded in a low voice, "Let the brothers withdraw..."

Zhan Tiansong thought of the consequences of being caught by the old man for doing such a thing last time, and made an instant decision, saying, "Leave first."

Before leaving, he did not forget to give Zhan Sen a hard look, "I will clean you up next time!"

Zhan Sen also had injuries on his face, and there were bloodstains on the bridge of his nose and the corners of his lips, but he didn't see a trace of distress. Putting it together with those cold and deep eyes, he looked very sexy.

Liang Yicheng picked up the coat and handed it to him.

Zhan Sen took it, but he didn't wear it, didn't say a word, turned his head and walked out.

Liang Yicheng stopped him, "Where are you going?"

"work."

Liang Yicheng gritted his teeth involuntarily, strode over, and took his hand directly, "What work do you still have, come back with me."

On the way back, it happened to be the rush hour for get off work, but the two of them went in the opposite direction from the people going out of the city. The other side of the garden in the middle of the street was blocked, but this side was unimpeded.

Zhan Sen kept looking out of the car window with his head tilted.

When encountering a red light, Liang Yicheng looked at him sideways, and could only see his slender straight nose and tightly pursed thin lips.

"I said... did you have a feud with Zhan Tiansong?"

Zhansen didn't answer right away, until the red light turned green, he said in an erratic tone, "Same father and half mother."

Liang Yicheng's heart skipped a beat, "...you are Zhan Yi's illegitimate son?" Zhan Tiansong is Zhan Yi's only son, this is something that everyone in Liangshan City knows.

"kindness."

After that, there was silence along the way, Liang Yicheng didn't know what to say, after all, if Zhansen was an illegitimate child, then Zhan Tiansong had every reason and position, and he didn't like him.

When they got home, the two got off the elevator together. Liang Yicheng asked suddenly, "Do you have a medicine box at home?"

"No."

Liang Yicheng breathed out through his nose and said, "Come with me."

Zhan Sen followed him back to his home, and didn't sit down, just stood there.

Liang Yicheng went to get the Band-Aid and handed it over, "Go wash it and put this on."

Zhan Sen took it and went to the bathroom.

Liang Yicheng leaned against the bathroom door, watching him wash off the blood and put the band-aid on the bridge of his nose.After finishing all this, Zhansen said, "Thank you."

Liang Yicheng snorted, "Didn't you say you wanted to eat with me? What are you going to do now?"

Zhan Sen stared at him, "I can make pasta."

Liang Yicheng was surprised, "Can you still cook?"

Zhan Sen asked, "Black pepper or tomato?"

"tomato."

Zhansen's family had ingredients, so the two transferred them to his family.

Liang Yicheng was a bit bored waiting in the living room, so he wandered to the kitchen and saw Zhan Sen standing in front of the counter, staring at his watch.

"What are you doing?"

"Cook noodles."

Liang Yicheng chuckled, although he said that cooking spaghetti needs to be done at the right time to ensure it is cooked well, but this was the first time he had seen someone who was just waiting in front of the counter.

But it's also quite different.

In a society where everyone is so impetuous, it is really rare to see a simple and direct person like Zhansen.

The taste is really good, just like the coffee made by Zhansen, and it also has a design taste.

After eating, he was very relaxed, and Liang Yicheng felt a little interest in chatting.

He raised his eyelids and looked at Zhansen, "Have you ever been in love?"

Zhan Sen paused, "No."

Liang Yicheng stared at his face, and smiled inexplicably, "Oh? How about going to bed? Have you ever had it?"