after scraping a customer's car

The car was very quiet, and the surroundings seemed to be quiet too, only the slight sound of the wind, and Song Yan's unreasonable heartbeat.

After Song Yan said this, his mind was in a mess, as if it was a mess of wool, which made him a little flustered.

The wind from the window was blowing against Shen Ci. He drooped his eyes, pursed his lips, and frowned slightly. How can he describe his mood? It was as if he had tasted a small wonton with a special flavor. Shen Ci turned his head to look at him, and answered the wrong question: "I suddenly want to eat wonton."

Song Yan looked up at Shen Ci's hair that was blown by the wind, understood that his answer was irrelevant, forced himself to smile, and acted casually on purpose, "Okay, I want to eat it too when you say that."

After listening to Shen Ci, he smiled unconsciously, seeing Song Yan's disappointed expression, he lowered his eyes halfway, and suddenly felt a little reluctant to hurt him.

Song Yan looked forward and adjusted his emotions. After a while, seeing that Shen Ci hadn't moved, he turned his head to look at him and asked, "Aren't you going to eat wonton?"

Shen Ci looked up at him and asked, "Isn't it uncomfortable to be rejected?"

"..." Song Yan looked at his overly beautiful facial features, and then heard his question, moved his lips, and said, "You didn't reject me, you just said to eat wontons."

Shen Ci didn't speak.

Song Yan was desperate, and said: "I will treat you well, Shen Ci, and I will never... In short, I will treat you as a baby, I will not make you cry, and I will cook a lot of things you like. I will be filial to my grandfather..."

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the wind outside the car window seemed to be a little cooler.

After a long while, Shen Ci spoke slowly, his voice was very soft, "I'm sorry..." There was a little bit of struggle, "I... can't accept your feelings."

The air suddenly became still, and Song Yan didn't speak, as if he had been slapped, which woke him up a lot and realized that he was a high climber.

After Shen Ci finished speaking, he seemed unable to bear to look at Song Yan's expression, he turned his face away and looked out of the car window.

Song Yan still looked at Shen Ci, and after a while, I don't know how long, he was very nostalgic and slowly looked away, saying: "I'm sorry, I, I... just pretend I didn't say anything .”

Shen Ci frowned slightly, thinking that this person is so stupid, why should he say sorry, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.

Song Yan forced a smile again, pretending not to care and said, "Are you still going to eat wontons?"

"... No, I'm a little tired and want to rest." Shen Ci said.

"Okay." Song Yan hesitated for a while, "You go home, I'll take a taxi back, and I happened to buy something for my sister." He said as he unfastened his seat belt.

Shen Ci didn't keep him. He watched Song Yan unbuckle his seat belt, and then watched him drive the door and get out of the car. When Song Yan was about to close the car door, he spoke with an apologetic expression, "Song Yan..." He wanted to speak but then end.

Song Yan's eyes lit up, looking at him expectantly.

Shen Ci pursed his lips and warned: "Be careful on the road."

Song Yan was taken aback for a moment, then nodded with a smile, "Don't worry, I'll take a taxi back."

Shen Ci didn't say any more, started the car, turned the steering wheel, and drove away.

Song Yan returned home in a state of distress, just in time for Song Lu to get off work.

"Have you eaten yet?" Song Yanqiang asked her energetically.

Song Lu shook the fried noodles and hamburgers packed in her hands, and asked, "Brother, are you back from your friend's house?"

"Well," Song Yan was listless, his whole face was full of frustration, and he looked embarrassed, "Hurry up and eat," he paused, and asked, "Did you buy anything? I'll make you some porridge."

"No, there's sesame paste at home, bro, make me a cup." Song Lu took a bite of the hamburger and asked casually, "Brother, did you go to your comrade's house?"

Song Yan frowned, "No, just a very good friend."

Song Lu looked at him suspiciously, "Which good friend is worth buying an expensive suit for you?" She took another bite of the hamburger and joked vaguely, "I thought you were going to see your mother-in-law." Finish your silly fun.

Song Yan frowned, his face became even uglier, he got up and limped to the kitchen to boil water for Song Lu to make sesame paste.

It would be a lie to say that it was not uncomfortable, he stood there, thinking about the feeling of being rejected, it was like being hit hard in the heart.

However, Song Yan was also worried about whether he would cause trouble to Shen Ci. One worry came up, and then the second, and the third...

Song Yan's mood gradually became lower with these things, and even a little lost.

When he was sleeping at night, he mustered up the courage to send Shen Ci a WeChat message.

[Will you still let me eat wontons with you in the future]

Soon, Shen Ci replied, [I'm afraid you won't eat wontons with me in the future]

After receiving the reply, Song Yan was overjoyed, and replied several times [accompany]

Shen Ci smiled lightly while holding his mobile phone, the two of them were like two big fools, chatting a lot about wontons, the irrelevant topics made the stones in their hearts fall to the ground.

Shen Ci didn't mention the matter of continuing to ask Song Yan to pretend to be a lover with him. He knew clearly in his heart that according to Song Yan's character, that person would definitely continue to help him lie. I took a sip of wine.

"You drank the third cup today. You have a bad stomach. Be careful and your stomach hurts." Xu Anming reminded kindly.

Shen Ci put the phone back in his pocket, and said quietly, "Do you think I'm too bad to reject an honest person?"

Xu Anming didn't look at him, he played Tetris on his phone and said, "What?"

Shen Ci frowned and asked again.

I don't know if Xu Anming listened to it, but he still played the game and said, "No."

When Shen Ci heard what he said, he felt relieved all of a sudden, and the expression on his face was not so heavy.

"Fuck! I lost." Xu Anming put down his phone discouragedly, and took a sip of his wine depressed.

"The game was played 800 years ago. Who still plays this game now? They all play chicken." Yang Fan leaned over, "Look at you!"

Xu Anming laughed and scolded: "You're the only one who doesn't like it? Don't think I don't know you play Lianliankan."

Yang Fan yelled, and said to the others, "Which grandson said that?"

Xu Anming and the others laughed, especially Xu Anming, who was not happy, asked Shen Ci after laughing, "How many levels have you played?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liang Hongda, who was smoking a cigarette, gave a fuck and couldn't help but feel disgusted, "Don't talk about the games played by these brats in my bar. If you don't know, you may think that I run a nursery school."

There was another burst of laughter, Shen Ci watched the group of friends laughing happily, and he slowly licked the corners of his lips.

Shen Ci took another sip of wine, he wanted to go back, and told the others, Xu Anming accompanied him out of the bar.

"You've been drinking, I'll drive you off." Xu Anming went to drive after finishing speaking.

Shen Ci nodded in agreement, walked a few steps and stopped, standing on the side of the street waiting for Xu Anming.

The evening wind in early spring blew coolly on his body. Shen Ci put his hands in his pockets. After waiting for a while, Xu Anming did not come. He lit a cigarette and smoked slowly. His slender eyebrows and eyes were shrouded in the smoke, making people feel Can't see the emotions there.

For some reason, he remembered the days when he was with Nie Huai'an abroad. At that time, Nie Huai'an often took him to places like bars, and Nie Huai'an was very good at flirting.

He clearly remembered coming out of a bar once, and met a few beautiful Chinese girls at the door. The girls came out of the bar together. Whether it was intentional or not, they laughed and bumped into him and Nie Huai'an, and he hid them coldly. However, Nie Huai'an supported the person who forcibly fell into his arms, smiled at her, gently pushed her away politely, and asked with concern if she fell.

The girl apologized repeatedly shyly, her eyes lingering on Nie Huai'an... At that time, she was standing two steps away watching Nie Huai'an flirting with someone, like watching a joke.

Even then, he never thought about leaving Nie Huai'an, because at that time he clearly knew that no matter how lenient Nie Huai'an was outside, the person sleeping in his arms would always be himself.

In fact, Nie Huai'an was very kind to him, even better than his younger brother, and he was the one who pursued Nie Huai'an back then. After his 17th birthday, he was like a fearless young man who loved Nie Huai'an every day. offensive.

In memory, Nie Huai'an seems to have said that he likes women, right?

Xu Anming's car stopped in front of Shen Ci and greeted him to get in the car. Shen Ci put out the cigarette, threw it into the trash can, and got in the car.

"Why are you smoking again?" Xu Anming started the car and asked.

"I'm not addicted to cigarettes, I just want to smoke one occasionally." Shen Cidan said.

Xu Anming asked again: "Have you encountered any troubles? Hey, what did you ask me just now? What did you refuse, and who did you refuse?"

"..." Shen Ci glanced at him speechlessly, not wanting to talk to him.

Xu Anming looked at him and didn't say any more, he just thought it was Nie Huai'an who was getting married and was deeply saddened. At this juncture, as a friend who grew up together, all he could do was to accompany him.

Ever since meeting Song Yan that time, Mr. Shen's worries have inexplicably decreased a lot. At first, he was worried that Shen Ci would find a man to be his wife. In case of temper tantrums and fights, Shen Ci would not be able to beat him. Look now, this Song Yan is not like the kind of person who can beat people with his hands, and he also cooks such good food, and is considerate to Shen Ci. Although his legs are a little bad, since it can be cured, it is not a big defect .

He felt a little relieved about Mr. Shen Ci, but he still had another big thought in his heart.

Ever since he let go of Shen Ci's liking for men, he couldn't sleep well every night, owed, and unconsciously felt owed to his second son, Shen Lin; It's related, but now that he's old and sick, he wants to bring Shen Lin back.

"Master, it's time for you to take your medicine." The butler Jin Zhong brought boiled water and medicine.

Master Shen came back to his senses and waved his hand, "This medicine is too troublesome, you can take it."

"Master," Jin Zhong frowned, looking worried, "The doctor ordered this medicine, and it must be taken on time. And master, please tell the third master and the young master, and then go to the hospital for chemotherapy. This kind of disease can't be delayed. ah."

"It's a bad disease, and I'm getting old. Besides, I've almost never been in a hospital to take medicine and injections in my life, and I won't go now!" Mr. Shen said with an order, "Take these medicines and boiled water, Make me a cup of Longjing tea."

"Master!" Jin Zhong frowned even deeper, with a serious expression on his face, "You can't hide your illness from being treated, this illness really can't be delayed..."

He wanted to say something, but Old Master Shen interrupted him displeasedly, and warned him coldly, "You know my temper, the word bad is just a compliment to me."

Jin Zhong was helpless, sighed secretly, and could only do as he said.

The next day, after breakfast, Mr. Shen asked Jin Zhong to prepare the car and some gifts.

Jin Zhong didn't ask any further questions, and hurriedly ordered people to prepare. After getting into the car, he looked at Mr. Shen and asked, "Master, where are you going?"

"Alina."