his pretty little dumb

When Tang Jingshu came back from a daze, he gently moved his feet to the edge of the bed, stepped on light gray slippers, picked up the mobile phone in the bedside table, walked lightly to the door, opened the door, walked to the courtyard and sat cross-legged on the swing, at night The gentle breeze gently brushed over the little white face.

Every time he dreamed of the scene of Lin Moyan and Shen Jiaming, he always felt restless for a while.

Tang Jingshu sent a paragraph of text to Gu Yuchen.

Ding dong.

Gu Yuchen, who was cooking noodles in the kitchen, had his cell phone in his trousers pocket vibrate. He reached in, took out his cell phone, and glanced at Tang Jingshu's WeChat.

Excuse me, can we chat if you are free?

Gu Yuchen turned off the fire, poured the noodles into a bowl and walked quickly to the dining table, sat down and quickly finished the noodles.

The WeChat phone in Tang Jingshu's hand rang.

It's Gu Yuchen.

He quickly picked up the WeChat call and said briskly, "I'm sorry to bother you so late."

Gu Yuchen glanced at the phone for a while, and then asked softly close to his ear: "Xiaoshu, what happened?"

Tang Jingshu looked up at the moonlit night, pursed his lips and said, "I often dream of a person who looks the same as me, and that kind of anxiety floods into my heart."

Gu Yuchen's eyes sank slightly, and after a long silence, he said, "Xiaoshu, you look very similar to a friend of mine, his name is Lin Moyan." As he spoke, his eyes were slightly red, as if he was suppressing What emotion, continued: "I am his attending doctor, but he passed away."

Tang Jingshu hesitated and asked, "He... committed suicide?"

Gu Yuchen sat on the sofa with her head down and looked at the floor in silence for a while, humming softly.

Soon, Wednesday is the New Year's dinner of the Shen Group.

It was Tang Jingshu's first preparation for a New Year's Eve dinner as big as Shen's Group, and he was somewhat nervous. Before going out, he changed several dresses in a row and was not satisfied. Finally, he chose a calm dark blue formal suit to look a bit calm.

Tang Jingshu looks very immature. At the age of 23, he looks like a high school student aged seventeen or eighteen.

"Little Brother Tang, you really look good in your clothes." The girl straightened the light yellow cloth on the marble table, looked at Tang Jingshu and said with a smile.

Embarrassed, Tang Jingshu raised his hand to touch the back of his head, and said modestly, "It's so-so."

The girl is a new female colleague from the logistics department named Tong Ji, who just turned 20 this year and has a carefree and cheerful personality.

Tong already walked up to Tang Jingshu and looked left and right. When he stood on tiptoe, Tang Jingshu bent down and listened in a gentlemanly manner.

"Little Brother Tang, I think you and Ling Xiao are the most handsome in the Shen Group. Although Boss Shen is also handsome, he is just too old."

Tang Jingshu sneered when he heard this sentence, thinking that Shen Jiaming would also be rejected by the little girl one day.

Little did they know how ambiguous their actions appeared to outsiders, and this scene happened to be photographed by a certain colleague.

Tang Jingshu responded with a smile: "I think your vision is too vicious." He couldn't help but add: "I also think Mr. Shen is too old.

The two looked at each other with a hahahaha laugh.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the New Year's dinner of the Shen Group officially began.

Tang Jingshu was ready to set up the scene in the hotel. He stood in the corner and watched silently as the staff dressed up and gradually filled up the venue.

"Jingshu, the arrangement is pretty good." Ling Xiao, dressed in a black suit, walked behind him and patted the other person's shoulder, looking at the arranged scenery.

With a smile in his fox eyes, Tang Jingshu looked sideways at the arrangement of the New Year's dinner, and said with a smile: "I am not the only one responsible for all this, and I would not be able to do such a large project without a group of colleagues from the logistics department. "After the words fell, he looked around and couldn't find Shen Jiayi's figure, and asked curiously: "Where's Mr. Shen?"

Ling Xiao's words were a bit joking: "I haven't seen Boss Shen for a day, so you think so hard?"

Tang Jingshu's face flushed red, and he said unnaturally, "We are not the kind of relationship you think."

"Yes." Ling Xiao replied solemnly: "Don't get too involved in this relationship, I don't want you to become the second Mrs. Shen."

He and Shen Jiaming were in the relationship of prisoners and criminals from beginning to end, but he was still very grateful to Ling Xiao for thinking of him so much, maybe it was because of Lin Moyan's relationship but he still thanked Ling Xiao for reminding him.

Tang Jingshu didn't have any ups and downs in his tone, and responded calmly: "Thank you for your concern, I won't get bogged down."

"Assistant Ling, Assistant Tang." The host walked up to the two of them from the stage anxiously, and said anxiously: "The New Year's dinner is about to begin, and President Shen is required to give a speech on stage, but President Shen is nowhere to be seen."

A festive symphony was playing in the room, and the seats were full of people, some chatted happily, some lowered their heads and played with their mobile phones...

Both of them went towards Ling Xiao together.

"When I came, Boss Shen said he would be there later, so he told me to come first." Ling Xiao frowned, took out his cell phone from his trousers pocket and dialed Shen Jiaming's, and it showed that it was turned off.

The host paced anxiously: "What should we do now?"

Tang Jingshu took out his mobile phone and dialed Xiao Li's number.

"Hey, Brother Li, is Boss Shen with you?"

"Mr. Shen, it's in Madam's tombstone." While speaking, Xiao Li looked at a row of cypress trees, and said softly, "Mr. Shen seems to be a different person, and he refuses to leave Madam's tombstone."

After Tang Jingshu listened carefully to Xiao Li's words, he said, "Brother Li, I'll find it right away."

hang up the phone.

At this time, Miss Ping, the head of the logistics department, saw that it was too late to start, so she trotted all the way over panting and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

All three nodded.

Tang Jingshu grabbed Ling Xiao's arm, and said calmly: "I'll go find Mr. Shen right away, and if there's anything we need, we'll call."

Ling Xiao took out a car key and threw it to Tang Jingshu, who nodded slightly to show his thanks.

Tang Jingshu unbuttoned a button of his suit jacket with both hands and trotted all the way to the elevator door and pressed the door.

The people sitting in the room saw Tang Jingshu running out in a hurry, watching his back.

Tang Jingshu bent slightly and got into the driver's seat and threw his coat on the passenger seat. After finishing a series of actions, he said to himself, "Old dog, why pretend to be affectionate now? If everyone is dead, just pretend to be affectionate." Affectionate and fucking ironic."

Tang Jingshu scolded Shen Jiaming thousands of times in his heart all the way, and he became inexplicably worried and swelled up in his heart all the way.

Tang Jingshu asked Xiao Li to develop a location for him, and it took about a quarter of an hour to reach the destination. There were few vehicles on the road, and it took an hour and 45 minutes to reach the destination, but now it arrived ahead of schedule.

Tang Jingshu got out of the car and saw a row of cypress trees, and the surrounding environment gave people a depressing mood.

Seeing Tang Jingshu's figure walking, Xiao Li said, "Mr. Shen is right up there."

Tang Jingshu frowned slightly, and nodded in Xiao Li's direction to signal knowing that he stepped on the stone steps, glanced at the rows of tombstones, walked to the opposite of Shen Jiaming, took a deep breath and smiled, "Mr. You preside over the scene, let's go back, okay?"

Shen Jiaming's face was pressed against the cold tombstone in the dark night, and he couldn't see any of his expressions clearly.

Feeling the gloomy here, Tang Jingshu shuddered unknowingly, bowed to the tombstones in all directions, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry to disturb everyone so late, don't blame me."

After finishing speaking, Tang Jingshu walked up to Shen Jiaming's side and squatted down, and said with a bit of helplessness and tenderness in his words: "Mr. Shen, shall we go back?"

Shen Jiaming noticed Tang Jingshu's outfit through the weak light on the side of the road, and suddenly pushed Tang Jingshu away in a rage and growled: "You are not me, Ah Yan, why do you imitate Ah Yan, why?" Those eyes Ji Hong stared at Tang Jingshu angrily.

Sitting on the cold ground, Tang Jingshu was stunned, and then he coaxed the other party and said, "I am your Ah Yan."

Shen Jiaming pinched Tang Jingshu's neck with a burst of light green veins on his forehead, his peach blossom eyes stared at Tang Jingshu's small face with gloom, and said violently, "You are not Ah Yan."

Tang Jingshu was pinched by the other party's neck, his whole face was flushed and he couldn't breathe. He tried to break the opponent's hand with both hands, but the other party's grip was even tighter. Tang Jingshu looked at the other party's eyes as if he was a different person. He kicked Shen Jiaming's crotch kick.

Shen Jiaming was sweating from the pain and let go of Tang Jingshu's neck.

Tang Jingshu's body softened and he sat on the cold ground to breathe in the cold air of the night desperately. He took a few deep breaths of air-conditioning before he felt himself come back to life instantly.

"You...are Shen Jiaming?" The Shen Jiaming in Tang Jingshu's memory would not behave like today, his eyes seemed to be a different person, Tang Jingshu at this moment couldn't tell who was in front of him, and his words carried asked with a trace of hesitation.

Shen Jiaming ignored Tang Jingshu, stretched out his hand to caress the person in the photo with a friendly smile on the tombstone, and said to himself: "Ah Yan, Brother Jia is wrong, please don't leave me behind, okay?"

Tang Jingshu followed his gaze to the person in the photo of the tombstone, and his heart trembled slightly.

At night, I suddenly remembered that it was raining.

At this time, Xiao Li came over with an umbrella handle in his hand, and said, "It's raining, Mr. Shen, let's go back."

Tang Jingshu looked up at the raindrops dripping on his cheeks and got up from the ground, but panicked in his heart. He insisted that the danger of being beaten by Shen Jiaming was extremely high, walked to his side, pointed at the tombstone and growled: " What the hell are you pretending to be affectionate, you didn’t cherish others when you were alive, but you pretend to be affectionate when they are dead, go back quickly and don’t disturb them to rest.”

Shen Jiaming said indifferently: "Get out, don't disturb my reunion with Ah Yan."

Tang Jingshu sneered, raised his hand to wipe the water on his face, grabbed the other party's collar and punched him hard on the right cheek.

Xiao Li, who was standing aside, was stunned, looking at him stupidly.

Seeing that the rain was getting heavier, there was the sound of rain splashing around quietly.

Shen Jiaming's face was covered with water, and the blood at the corner of his mouth was washed away by the rain. He looked at Tang Jingshu calmly and said with a half smile, "Anyway, I don't want to live anymore, so I just beat him to death, and then buried me and Ah Yan together." When the words fell, he laughed hahahaha, as if he was crying and laughing.

Tang Jingshu's whole body was soaked, and his clothes clinging to his skin made him a little uncomfortable. His clenched hands slowly released, and he said in a coaxing tone: "Why is it late, Ah Yan also needs to rest, let's go back OK?"

"Ayan, rest if you want to rest, I will accompany him."

Xiao Li who was standing aside said helplessly, "Assistant Tang, Mr. Shen may not leave today."

Tang Jingshu rubbed his messy hair irritably, looking at those sad peach blossom eyes helplessly.

"Let's go to the car and wait for him to come back after pretending to be affectionate." Tang Jingshu's body temperature also dropped a few degrees in the rain, and he walked to Xiao Li's side trembling slightly and said helplessly.

Xiao Li looked at Shen Jiaming who was kneeling in front of the tombstone, a trace of worry flickered in his eyes and hesitantly said: "Is this not good?"

Tang Jingshu turned around and took a look, sneered and suddenly remembered something and said, "Ask his parents to come pick him up."

"Boss Shen's parents have traveled all over the world, and they can't be contacted for the time being."

Tang Jingshu folded his arms and sneezed, lifted his foot down the stairs and got into the car to find a set of clean clothes to change into.

Xiao Li went forward and Shen Jiaming, who was standing and kneeling on the ground, didn't dare to dissuade him.

Tang Jingshu was so busy today that he didn't eat all day, thinking that he would have a big meal when the New Year's dinner was rich, but he didn't expect that Shen Jiaming would go crazy for no reason. He turned over in a narrow space, without any sleepiness.