Slag Gong Revenge Plan [Rebirth]

Chapter 89

When Shen Zhuo came to the UK, he didn't bring much luggage. After staying here for a few days, he should use it. When he went back, he had even less luggage.

Tang waited for him outside the room, and Shen Zhuo packed his things in no time.

Once the zipper of the suitcase was locked, he leaned the suitcase against the wall, sat down and touched a cigarette.

He coughed more and more in the past two days, coughing and coughing, Shen Zhuo squinted his eyes and swallowed the coughing sound in his throat, smoked the remaining half of the cigarette, stood up and took the cigarette butt Throw it in the trash.

"Let's go."

Shen Zhuo pushed open the door with a light box, and Tang stood outside very obediently, with his head slightly lowered, his posture was like standing in a military posture, obediently like a child.

Shen Zhuo smiled very gently, turned around and closed the door of the room, and walked to Tang's side: "Excuse me, it's raining and I have to take me to the airport."

"No way!" Tang hurriedly shook his head, stretched out his hand to pick up Shen Zhuo's box, his ears turned red, "Cen asked me to come here to help you, it's not troublesome at all!"

On the last journey, Shen Zhuo saw that Tang insisted on helping him carry the suitcase, so he didn't refuse, thanked him and took the lead.

The two went out from the elevator door one after the other, and they had to pass through the hotel lobby before walking to the parking place.

This hotel has a long history, and the decoration in the lobby has a typical western British style. I haven't looked at it carefully for the past few days, so I couldn't help but take a second look before leaving.

The counter only takes up a very small area of ​​the hotel, and tourists coming and going are constantly shuttling in the lobby. In addition, there are large public areas and green areas.

Shen Zhuo's gaze stopped at the public area at the farthest edge.

Because it is too close to the corner, there are few tourists, and most people choose to rest and hand over in a more magnificent position.

Because of the small number of people, it seemed that the person sitting there was more obvious.

He was sitting on a set of high sofas, wearing a baseball cap with the brim pressed down extremely low, holding a mobile phone in his hand, sitting there extremely quietly.

The two were once infinitely close, so close that even though they were pretending, Shen Zhuo could still see each other's identity at a glance.

——Xu Yi.

"Mr. Shen?"

Tang noticed Shen Zhuo's footsteps suddenly stopped, so he who was walking in front also stopped, took a few steps back, stretched out his hand and shook it vigorously in front of Shen Zhuo, "What are you looking at?" ah?"

Shen Zhuo shook his head for a moment, subconsciously looked at the person in the corner, and then at Tang who was nearby, then stretched out his hand and rubbed the center of his brows after a long time, sighed and said: "I didn't sleep well, my mind was distracted. let's go."

The kid didn't intend to take the initiative to come over, so he just... didn't join in the fun.

Tang nodded ignorantly, as if he didn't think about it at all, he brought up Shen Zhuo's box again, as if casually said: "There are so many guests today, probably because it's raining and everyone doesn't want to go out."

Shen Zhuo's thoughts were still a little loose, but he still responded to Tang's words wholeheartedly, and said softly: "It is indeed a bit cold when it rains in England."

"Where is Mr. Shen's hometown?" Tang turned half a circle and looked at Shen Zhuo curiously, "I heard that the climate in different parts of China is very different. Is your hometown very warm?"

"My home..."

Shen Zhuo thought about this question for a while. He had been away from home for so long that he couldn't even remember the temperature in his hometown.

Or maybe his home wasn't warm at all.

Just when Shen Zhuo glanced in Xu Yi's direction subconsciously, while thinking about how to answer this question, he suddenly found that Xu Yi stood up from the position just now, and walked towards him quickly.

Shen Zhuo was stunned for a moment, it was not right to stand still and walk, or not to walk, before he had time to think clearly, Xu Yi's pair of long legs had already crossed all the distance just now, and stood in front of him quickly.

Shen Zhuo had almost reached the entrance of the hotel, and the passengers coming and going kept coming and going, but Xu Yi stopped only about one meter away from Shen Zhuo.

He didn't even wear sunglasses, and when he looked up, there was that very familiar face under the baseball cap.

It seems that it is not entirely correct to say that they are familiar. During the days when the two were separated, Xu Yi's facial features have not changed, but his eyes have quickly faded from the original simplicity and clarity.

At this time, those eyes were still looking at him, but they were calm and restrained.

Shen Zhuo suddenly thought, indeed Xu Yi should have been let out of him earlier.

"Brother Zhuo."

Shen Zhuo heard Xu Yi calling him.

The two really separated for a few days, but Shen Zhuo felt that he hadn't heard Xu Yi call him that for a long time.

The two have been getting along for a long time, and even the pattern of intimacy is somewhat fixed, Shen Zhuo subconsciously wants to reach out to touch Xu Yi's hair or shoulder, before reaching out, he retracts it in time.

"Let's go in and talk about it later."

This is not a place suitable for chatting, even though Xu Yi and him have parted ways, Shen Zhuo has no intention of exposing Xu Yi to the camera.

Avoiding the crowds coming and going in front of the main entrance of the hotel, Shen Zhuo worded his words quickly in his mind, and finally selected a non-painful question. He smiled and stood there looking at Xu Yi: "School is starting now." ?"

After all, he was too young, a look of disappointment flashed quickly in Xu Yi's eyes, the disappointment flashed past, and finally hid in the depths of his beautiful eyes.

"School started yesterday, everything is fine. Brother Zhuo, don't worry."

The distance between people is extremely subtle, how close they used to be, how alienated they are now.

In the middle is the most embarrassing area.

Shen Zhuo nodded, but he really didn't know what to say. He glanced at Xu once or twice, and finally said dryly: "Let's study hard in the future."

"Brother Zhuo is going back to the country, right?"

But Xu Yi didn't answer Shen Zhuo's words, his eyes swept around behind Shen Zhuo, stopped on Tang's body for a few seconds, and then quickly retracted.

In such a short time, Shen Zhuo can't figure out what Xu Yiwen's words mean.

This kid used to have everything written on his face, but now he hides everything.

"Yes, England is too cold." Shen Zhuo neither mentioned the reason for his early return to China, nor did he talk about other aspects, but chose a reason that sounded the most objective.

"Is it because of me? Brother Zhuo, you want to return to China early because I moved out, right?"

This is the longest sentence between the two people after meeting today.

After Xu Yi finished speaking, he looked straight at Shen Zhuo, as if he was waiting for an answer to judge his fate with great concentration.

At that moment, a trace of grievance, a trace of extravagance, and a trace of longing flashed across his eyes.

From an ordinary student who met for the first time, to a new star in the music world, and then to him being very popular and popular.

Shen Zhuo looked at the young man brought out by himself in front of him.

Just turned 19, the age that should grow up.

There can be love again, but there will be no second 19-year-old in life.

Shen Zhuo curled his mouth and smiled. After thinking for a while, he stretched out his hand and patted Xu Yi's shoulder lightly: "No, it just so happens that there is something happening in China. It's just that I didn't tell you before. Don't worry, study hard. Half a year is a very long time." Fast."

He touched Xu Yi lightly, but he clearly felt Xu Yi trembling.

Shen Zhuo subconsciously raised his head to look at Xu Yi, but found that Xu Yi was also looking at him.

The two looked at each other, and Shen Zhuo saw Xu's expression.

It was full of barrenness.

In a short period of time, Xu Yi learned not to quarrel loudly, not to attract unnecessary attention, and let him know how to keep a low profile.

It also taught him to despair.

"Brother Zhuo... have you ever loved me?"

Xu Yi's voice was still nice, even the low pitch didn't seem hoarse.

His teacher once proudly mentioned when chatting with Shen Zhuo that Xu Yi was the best student he had ever taught, and his voice could span almost two octaves, which is very rare among male voices.

His beautiful eyes looked at Shen Zhuo persistently, the light in his eyes was flickering like a burning candle.

The lobby of the hotel is crowded and noisy.

Only their corner seemed so silent that it was almost frozen.

How noisy the crowd is, how quiet it is here.

Shen Zhuo never lied to Xu Yi, no matter from the beginning or after the two met.

He looked at Xu Yi with gentle eyes, which was his usual kindness.

He paused slightly, then said softly, "Xu Yi, I—"

"Okay! Stop talking!"

Before he could speak, Xu Yi interrupted him bluntly. The sound seemed to come from his chest, gloomy and painful, like a hoarse cry.

Xu Yi's eyes were red almost instantly, he gritted his teeth, but he still didn't cry, but his voice became hoarse.

He took a step back abruptly, and whispered as if he was muttering or pleading: "Please...Brother Zhuo, stop talking..."

Shen Zhuo's heart softened, but he didn't say anything after all.

He can't be soft-hearted, and he shouldn't be soft-hearted anymore.

He looked at Xu Yi, thinking about how to say goodbye, but Xu Yi had already spoken first.

"Let's go, Brother Zhuo...you can go." Xu Yi's eyes were already red, he lowered his head, his baseball cap covered all his expressions.

A few drops of clear water fell on the marble floor from where Xu Yi lowered his head, and soon dissipated and disappeared.

Shen Zhuo closed his eyes, took a step back, and turned around gently.

The moment he turned around, he heard Xu Yiyi's last words to him.

"Brother Zhuo, I thought Su Jingcheng was pitiful before... until now, I am more pitiful than him."

Several waves of people have changed in the hotel lobby. Tourists come and go, with different faces and skin colors, and no one stays here.

Tang followed Shen Zhuo obediently with the boarding case, and followed Shen Zhuo dutifully when he saw Shen Zhuo turned and left.

He secretly glanced at Shen Zhuo's face, it was no different from the beginning.

Perhaps it can be said that he has never seen any extremely angry or sad expressions on Shen Zhuo's face.

Such a person—how could he be unhappy with others.

Tang thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out.

That person asked him to stare at Shen Zhuo. He has been with Shen Zhuo for so long, and he has neither the pick and choose of the rich, nor the bad temper of the rich and the rich.

Soft as a spring of clear water.

"Mr. Shen, that person just now seems to be still crying..." Tang secretly glanced back, then turned around and whispered to Shen Zhuo.

Shen Zhuo was taking a cigarette to smoke, when he heard that the hand holding the cigarette trembled, he didn't speak, and he didn't look back.

"What is there for a big man to cry about? It's not about life and death..." Tang slandered slightly. He originally said it to himself, but accidentally read it out, and hurriedly glanced at Shen Zhuo who was beside him.

Shen Zhuo was still smoking, as if he didn't notice his words at all.

Tang shook his head, quickly dropped his thoughts, and followed with the suitcase: "Mr. Shen~ I'll drive!"

Shen Zhuo happened to take the last puff of his cigarette, he threw the cigarette butt into the trash can before getting into the car, and then opened the car door.

He was used to being the co-pilot before, but at this moment he suddenly didn't want to get too close to Tang, so he opened the back seat and sat in.

Yes, no, life and death.

Tang has always had a rough personality and didn't care about this detail at all. He put Shen Zhuo's suitcase on the co-pilot, put on his seat belt and smiled at Shen Zhuo: "Mr. Shen~ we're leaving!"

The car started very smoothly.

Shen Zhuo looked out through the dark car window, the sky in England was still dark and dark gray, even in the afternoon the weather did not clear up.

And in the afternoon, the rain tends to get bigger and bigger.

When I just left the hotel, there was still a patter of rain falling down, and now there is a crackling sound when it hits the car window glass.

Tang, who was in the front row, had already turned on the windshield wipers, and swiping on the glass in the heavy rain could only bring about a short period of clarity, but was soon covered by rain and fog.

The vehicle has already left the city and is heading directly to the airport. There are not many vehicles on this heavy rainy day. Occasionally, there are only a few vehicles on the road that come out of sight and then disappear, passing by fate.

Probably feeling that Shen Zhuo was not in a good mood from the very beginning, Tang was careful not to speak to Shen Zhuo along the way.

Until now there were no cars on the road, as if he was bored, he opened his mouth to chat with Shen Zhuo softly: "Mr. Shen, the car behind us is probably going to the airport."

Shen Zhuo started to have a headache again, and happened to have finished smoking the cigarettes he brought, he leaned back on the chair a little loosely, and answered casually: "Huh?"

"It's the black MUV at the back. It has been following us since we left the city. It is probably on the same road."

Tang also took his time to point to the rearview mirror for Shen Zhuo, and indicated which car it was.

Shen Zhuo followed him and glanced in the rearview mirror. It was indeed a new model of a black MUV.

I couldn't see too much in the rain. The distance between the two cars was neither too far nor too close. They looked like a pair of siblings in the rain.

The opponent didn't seem to intend to take the initiative to close the distance, and it seemed safe.

The headache was so severe that Shen Zhuo didn't bother to think about it. He also fell back his neck and stretched out his hands to press his temples, wanting to relieve the pain a little. First."

"Okay, Mr. Shen." Tang nodded, stretched out his hand to change gears, and then stepped on the brake lightly.

The brakes are loose, an abnormal looseness.

Tang was taken aback for a moment, and stepped down again in disbelief, this time stepping much deeper, within the range where he could immediately slow down.

—but nothing happened.

The brakes seemed to have hollowed out his heart, and the hollowness made his scalp tingle.

The vehicle is still at the same speed as before, and this section of the road to the airport is going downhill after this section, and there are several sharp turns near the downhill.

Shen Zhuo waited for a while, wondering why he didn't feel slowed down at all, and Tang in front didn't move, he raised his eyelids, and asked softly: "Tang, did you hear what I said?"

Tang was stunned for a moment, as if he had been hit on the head with a stick, looking pale at the rainy and foggy road in front of the road.

"Mr. Shen, our brakes have failed—!"

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