The self-cultivation of the coquettish scum [Quick Transmigration]

Floating Joy (47)

Probably because this sentence was too much, Shang Jue suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes were full of disbelief.

Shu Le laughed amidst Shang Jue's disbelief, her thin lips curved into a nice and sarcastic arc, then leaned forward and said in a low voice, "Shang Jue, don't look at me like this. How about guessing, can I do it?"

"No need to guess."

Shang Jue couldn't smile, he looked at Shu Le with a pale face, and shook his head lightly, "Shu Le, you can do it, I believe it now."

Shu Le stuck out her tongue very lively: "You are welcome, thank you for your trust."

The person standing opposite looked relaxed and natural, even with a bit of indescribable joy.

The expression on the face is also gentle without any hostility, not at all like breaking up with a lover who has been together for seven years.

It's like a chat with old friends without any new ideas.

Shang Jue felt a hollowness in his heart, as if something that had been inside for a long time was forcibly dug out with one hand, leaving only bloody wounds.

The wound could not be healed, and while it hurt, it was bloody.

Although this trip is a bit regrettable, it is still not in vain.

Shu Le reluctantly gave the meaning of this action a passing grade, and was about to pat his ass and leave.

It was still early in the night, and he still had time to happily find a food stall by himself to serve three to five catties of oily and spicy fried crayfish.

Shu Le put the coat that he took off when he entered the door on his arm, and said to Shang Jue sincerely: "Okay, don't think so much. Now that the field of medical technology is advancing by leaps and bounds, it is better to think about it all day long. Seek out more experts."

"After all, life is the most important thing in life."

Shu Le walked to the door of the ward, paused for a moment, and suddenly turned around and smiled at Shang Jue, "Shang Jue, although you are sincere and mediocre, out of humanitarianism, I still wish you a speedy recovery, good health and safety .”

Shang Jue didn't speak any more, just looked at Shu Le's back.

Watching the man's hand on the doorknob exert a little force and twist it down——

Suddenly, the pale light from the corridor outside the ward of the private hospital came in.

It meets the warm and soft dim light in the ward, but it is extremely incompatible.

Seeing the person who had been imprinted in most of his life without stopping, he gently lifted his foot and walked out.

It's a pity that Shu Le has always been too lazy to die, and would never think about unnecessary emotional issues, let alone understand Shang Jue's sorrow at the moment.

In addition, this guy also believes in the disgusting theory that it is better to think about posture than emotion.

With the mentality of being able to cheat one by one, Shu Le unscrewed the door very quickly.

As a result, the moment the door was opened, a Miss Lisa was caught listening to the corner.

Seeing that she was caught, Lisa's delicately made-up face inevitably showed a look of embarrassment.

She looked around for a while, pretended to stand up straight inadvertently, avoiding the predicament of being caught, and pretended not to know: "You, Director Shu, have you finished chatting with the boss?"

Shu Le has never had trouble with a good-looking young lady, and naturally she would not take the initiative to bring up the embarrassment of being overheard when she opened the door.

So he nodded, closed the door of the ward, and then took a step back, maintaining a respectful and safe distance between men and women: "Well, there is nothing to talk about at first, just a little work."

Lisa is half a head shorter than Shu Le. From her angle, she happens to be able to see the plain look in Shu Le's eyes.

It was a completely different expression from the one that was by Shang Jue's side.

Even after being stared at by Lisa for a long time, Shu Le seemed very calm.

He even took the time to think about a reliable hospital, found the note pad in the corridor, wrote a few lines on it, then tore off the note and handed it to Lisa: "I don't know the specific condition of Shang Jue. I heard from the little nurse before that it seems to be serious? These are some good hospitals I know at home and abroad, please contact him for him.”

Shu Le paused, "Although the environment in private hospitals is good, some old doctors in China are too strong, and they are willing to use the state's dead wages to treat diseases and save lives. Don't hang yourself on a tree for this matter."

Lisa reached out to take it, and her expression was a little puzzled for a moment.

Shu Le withdrew her hand, and couldn't help teasing the pretty lady in front of her again: "You're curious, why did you help him find a hospital after I broke up with Shang Jue?"

Seeing that Shu Le really didn't look angry, Lisa nodded cautiously: "I thought you would..."

"Hate him? Or hate him?"

Shu Le looked at Lisa with a smile, waved his hands and said, "Don't think too much about the beautiful woman, how can a man like me be so sentimental. I broke up with him because I don't want him anymore, and point out for him. Road, because I am bored, to promote the truth, goodness and beauty."

Of course, the most important thing is to pretend to be a jerk.

It seems to be relatively successful so far.

Shu Le stopped, and applauded himself in his heart.

Lisa was probably taken aback by Shu Le's speech logic, and stared at Shu Le with wide eyes.

Those eyes were clearly written, as if looking at a fool who weighed two hundred catties.

Shu Le: "..."

Shu Le was a little depressed, and the interest in pretending was gone. He raised his wrist and waved it: "That's it, I have something to do, so I'm going first."

Lisa has been Shang Jue's assistant for nearly four years, and when she heard this, she immediately possessed her own inertia, "Where are you going? I'll ask the driver to come and see you off?"

Shu Le turned her head with a half-smile: "Big beauty, it's inappropriate for Shang Jue's driver to pick me up again."

Lisa spoke in a hurry just now, she didn't think about this incident, now she was on the verge of riding a tiger, she bit her lip and said, "You can ask other drivers from the company to come over..."

"just forget it."

Shu Le interrupted Lisa's words. As he said, he wrapped the thin windbreaker over his body, and raised the corners of his mouth, "I'm used to being rough. I'm really not as refined as you Shangdong. I can just drive by myself."

Lisa was still a little confused: "Then you are going to..."

"I'm going to eat a street stall, spicy crayfish."

Shu Le stroked his collar, and showed a sincere smile to Lisa, "See you later, I wish you young and beautiful forever."

Lisa wanted to say something more, but Shu Le had already turned around and left.

She subconsciously followed her gaze, only to see the man's slightly raised jaw at the corner of the corridor.

Gone in a blink of an eye.

The ward was still quiet, and the humidifier next to the bed cabinet was still on.

The water mist was misty, and even the light and shadow of the lights became tactful.

Shang Jue watched Lisa come in from the door, and asked, "He's gone?"

In spoken language, it is natural not to hear whether it is a male pronoun or a female pronoun.

But Lisa knew right away that Shang Jue was asking about Shu Le.

"Go out and leave."

Lisa walked up to Shang Jue's infusion dropper again, carefully adjusted the flow rate according to the doctor's instructions, and then said to Shang Jue, "Are you hungry?"

Shang Jue didn't answer her, but said, "What did he tell you?"

Lisa was stunned, she didn't expect Shang Jue to ask such detailed questions.

She lowered her head and thought for a while, before summarizing, she said, "Director Shu wrote the names of some hospitals on the sticky note, and asked you to consult with experts from a few more hospitals."

Shang Jue didn't refute, nor was he surprised: "Didn't you say anything else?"

Lisa: "..."

Lisa has been in the workplace for so many years, so she naturally understands that she can't tell Shang Jue the reason why Shu Le wrote this note with her toes, but the last sentence can be used for processing.

So Lisa picks and chooses between the two people's meaningless conversation, and finally manages to come up with a few words that catch my ear: "Director Shu also said, I want you to cultivate your body, and he didn't worry about it because of Bai, Miss Bai. I hate you and hate you..."

Shang Jue finally had some reaction: "Did he say that?"

The words were out of the mouth and could not be changed, Lisa had no choice but to bite the bullet and nodded: "Yeah, that's what he said, he still cares about you, he cares about you."

When it came to the end, Lisa couldn't speak anymore.

Shang Jue has been in this circle for so many years, so he can tell the truth and the lies.

But he didn't expose it, but kept silent.

Silence again.

Lisa only felt that the atmosphere in the ward became more and more gloomy, as if an invisible haze shrouded every gap in the room, making it hard to breathe.

She tried to struggle, but accidentally chose the worst topic: "Shang Dong, do you like Miss Bai more?"

Once the words were out of his mouth, Lisa wanted to strangle herself to death.

Did she take the wrong medicine today to ask such a question at this critical moment.

But this question has really been circling in her mind for too long.

In Lisa's opinion, Bai Weiran is far behind Shu Le in terms of ability, artistic direction, aesthetic value, character, and even appearance.

Perhaps the only advantage... is that Bai Weiran is a woman.

Suddenly, Lisa felt as if she had suddenly grasped an important point that she had neglected all along.

It's just that she didn't have time to think about this important point at all, the desire to survive made Lisa immediately look at Shang Jue, her gaze fixed on this rich and handsome boss secretly——

I'm afraid that the boss will fire her if she gets upset and go home to eat by herself.

But then Lisa noticed that Shang Jue didn't seem to be angry.

Not unresponsive either.

The original expression on that young and handsome face froze for a second, and then a very strange look emerged.

Like self-mockery, doubt, and despair.

Over the years, Lisa has never seen such an expression on the face of this decisive boss.

Shang Jue slowly closed his eyes, and leaned back until he put all his weight on the pillow at the head of the bed.

He leaned on it for a long time before asking softly, "What do you think?"

This sentence was too simple, Lisa couldn't tell whether Shang Jue gave the answer, or simply wanted to ask her.

Lisa, who had already been stupid once, didn't dare to answer this time.

Shang Jue didn't repeat the question just now, but changed to a weirder topic: "If you like someone of the same sex, you can conclude that this person is gay?"

Lisa: "..."

Lisa, who majored in business management at the university and majored in secretarial studies as a graduate student, was thrown into a pit by this sudden question, and couldn't get up for a long time.

However, Shang Jue seemed to be asking her seriously, so he stopped on purpose, waiting for Lisa's answer.

Lisa can bear the title of "big beauty" that Shu Le keeps saying. Naturally, she has a good personality since she was a child, but she has a hot personality and can fight. The female assistant is more aggressive than the male assistant, and she has been single until now.

Before this thought-provoking question, Lisa felt powerless.

She tormented in her heart for a moment, before she could answer, she heard the sound of Shang Jue stabbing a knife.

"Sorry, I forgot, you have never been in love."

Lisa: "..."

Ha ha.

Naturally, Shang Jue didn't take this easy stabbing to heart, and quickly turned the page.

He closed his eyes and paused for a while, then resumed the words just now: "When Shu Le and I were together, the two of them were in high school, a veritable puppy love, and they were still gay."

"But I haven't actually thought about it before."

Shang Jue's Adam's apple rolled, "At that time, my thoughts were very simple. I thought Shu Le was very good, and it was... not bad to be able to spend a lifetime with him."

Lisa seemed to have seen the picture of the tall man in front of him when he was younger at a certain moment.

Purer than now, more sincere and happier than now.

Not knowing where the courage came from, Lisa said softly, "Then what then?"

and then?

then.

Then there are all kinds of charms unique to this circle, lights and wine shadows, and special rules for good men who don't know where to build.

It's not true to play a show every time, and you can't sleep if you don't talk about love.

A few photos, a hype, behind it is the huge capital brought by the traffic.

It doesn't matter to him if the company's artists are willing to cooperate to make more money.

At the beginning, he was still worried about Shu Le, but he didn't betray or cheat. Shu Le agreed unexpectedly happily, and later he didn't even care about it.

Indulgence will always lead to loss of control, Shu Le knows it better than him, and is even happy to see it succeed.

But at that time, he sincerely felt that Shu Le was really the best partner in the world.

He loves Shule.

For so many years.

after that.

after that.

He stood in the depths of the feasting light and shadow, sinking deeper and deeper.

Until one day, the merchant, who was in a normal and sane state, asked him a word.

——"A Jue, are you willing to spend your whole life with a man?"

——"You don't want to experience the joy of sex between men and women?"

——“The feeling of interacting with a woman is completely different from that of a man.”

——"If you can't accept other people, you can find someone who is similar to Shu Le."

——"Adult world, just for fun, don't take it to heart."

Lisa, who was standing beside Shang Jue, did not wait for an answer.

She subconsciously glanced at Shang Jue, only seeing the complete desolation and panic in his expression.

It's like a child who loses his favorite toy.

After a while, Shang Jue finally answered Lisa's question.

His voice was hoarse and stagnant: "There is no later."

There was no later.

For his retribution has come.

***

Naturally, Shu Le would not spend extra time thinking about whether Shang Jue's illness is a karmic cycle and retribution is not good.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have sat in a food stall and ordered seven catties of spicy crayfish as soon as he left the hospital gate, and his mouth was full of oil.

Yes, seven catties.

What a sin.

Think about finally becoming a happy single dog tonight, you can eat happily without worrying about the pain in your butt.

Shu Le felt extremely happy.

Even the speed of peeling crayfish was several times faster, sitting by the side of the stall in the middle of the night eating alone.

The boss is a middle-aged man in his 50s and [-]s. He doesn't follow stars or the entertainment industry.

There weren't many people at the stall in the middle of the night, and Shu Le was wearing a hat and he was so unremarkable that he didn't even attract the attention of the few passers-by.

Another group of people were sent away, and there were only two tables left with Shule among the guests at the booth.

The boss was ready to close the stall, wiped the table with a rag, and then looked at the two tables of guests in front of him.

One table is a young couple, who kiss and hug each other while eating mochi.

On the other side is Shu Le who eats without looking up.

The boss hesitated for a moment, and sat down at Shule's table.

Shu Le subconsciously stretched out his hand to protect his lobster, then raised his head suddenly to protect the food, heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the boss was sitting down, and muttered, "Oh, boss, you Who will be scared to death in the middle of the night."

boss:"……"

So if you are scared to death, are you going to take the lobster on the road together?

Forget it, the guest is God.

And the boss has been busy all day, and he also wants to chat with people, to satisfy his desire to talk, so that he can go home and sleep until dawn.

However, just as the boss was about to speak, Shu Le was stuck in the throat by the lobster shell.

Suddenly coughed and flushed.

boss:"……"

The boss heaved a long sigh, went to the back kitchen and took out the only bottle of sour plum soup left, and served it to Shu Leman.

Shu Le sincerely bowed to the boss with clasped hands, and poured down half a glass of the sour plum soup.

Finally, he also flushed the lobster shell stuck in his throat.

The boss helped Shule refill the glass again, chattering: "Young man, you love to eat so much, but you are not skilled at peeling shrimp. Someone peeled it for you before?"

Shu Le was stunned for a moment, then he lost his mind belatedly.

When Shang Jue and he were not so busy, they often went out to eat crayfish together.

No, to be precise, Shu Le often dragged Shang Jue to eat crayfish with him.

Because Shu Le was too lazy to peel the shell.

Hey, baby lobster, why do you want to grow shells?

This is another sincere question from Shu Le since the chicken or the egg came first.

Now that he has kicked Shang Jue, he can only peel it off by himself.

Thinking about it is also very sad.

While thinking sadly, Shu Le quickened his hands and ate two more crayfish.

boss:"……"

The boss seemed to be aware of the silent dissatisfaction revealed by Shu Le's actions, so he changed the subject very shrewdly: "The young man came out to eat Ma Xiao by himself so late, doesn't he have a girlfriend?"

Shu Le: "..."

It was there yesterday, thank you.

He has not been single for a long time, so don't look at him with the eyes of a single dog.

Ah, so angry.

Shu Le didn't answer, and was so angry that he ate two more crayfish.

Soon, this attitude of non-violence and non-cooperation finally made the boss sigh in anger, and went back to his kitchen to wash the dishes.

Like a runaway wild horse, Shu Le raised Erlang's legs and swayed, changed a pair of gloves, and continued to eat with his head buried.

Since breaking up with Shang Jue, under Pei Shaozhi and Yu Qing's inhuman oppression and protection of his butt, Shu Le hasn't had such a good meal of crayfish for a long time.

Although the boss is a bit noisy, he is still nice.

For the sake of giving him a [-]% discount, Shu Le decided to remember the address of this store and come back later.

When Shu Le left, the young couple at the other table hadn't finished eating. The most important thing was that the two together didn't have as many lobsters as Shu Le ordered alone.

It seems that most of the time is spent flirting.

The boss was obviously very desperate. Shu Le cast a friendly look at the boss, then took the change, and left in a happy mood.

Only the boss was left: "..."

Shu Le, who was seven catties full of numbness, touched his belly, and felt guilty for a moment when he got in the car and put on his seat belt.

I even started to think about whether to go back and do sports.

If you want to exercise, you need to practice yoga, improve your body flexibility, and unlock new postures.

However, it seems that only Yu Qing's house has yoga mats, and he hasn't had time to buy them yet.

Shu Le was sitting in the driver's seat, before he could decide whether to go to the 24-hour supermarket to buy a yoga mat first, or go back to his residence to sleep late, the phone on the car rang irresistibly.

Take it over and look at it, the screen is full of missed calls.

Except for two of them from Lin Yufan, the others are all from Yu Qing, the best actor.

Shu Le frowned, and then remembered that when he got out of the car to eat spicy crayfish, he seemed to have left his phone in the car without taking it down.

After all, he had just eaten and drank enough, and Shu Le was in a barely passable mood, so he picked up the phone conveniently.

The caller was Yu Qing.

After the call was connected, Yu Qing did not speak.

Shu Le yawned lazily, and said, "I have something to say, I'll hang up if it's nothing."

Only then did Yu Qing realize that the call was connected, and hurriedly asked, "Where are you?!"

After finishing speaking, he felt that his tone was too fierce, and calmed down very quickly, "Where are you now, I will pick you up now."

Shu Le let out a "tsk", rubbed his stomach and patted his stomach again: "Oh, goodbye. How dare you trouble the great actor, aren't you filming in another place?"

"I asked for leave and rushed back."

Yu Qing's voice was filled with haste, "Shu Le, it was my fault for installing the camera. I apologize to you, don't be angry, okay?"

Shu Le felt sleepy when he was full, raised his eyelids, and answered in a confused voice.

This sound was too vague, Yu Qing couldn't hear it clearly, and asked again: "There will be no such thing in the future. But Lele...you don't have any contact with Shang Jue anymore, can you?"

"Let's turn the page, shall we?"

Shu Le had already lost his halberd on Shang Jue today, but at this moment he was finally sobered up by the stimulation of this name.

He squinted his eyes, recalled a few words Yu Qing said before, and then quickly made a trade-off.

The utensils are big and work well, the heat is enough, and it should be easy to divide.

"can."

Shu Le was so stuffed, Lai sat on the driver's seat and didn't want to move. He opened his mouth, "It's okay to make up, I agree."

Then he said, "But after much deliberation, let's just be running friends. Don't talk about romantic relationships, they are all messing around in this circle, how hypocritical. What do you think?"

The author has something to say: Shang Jue: Is this the last time I will appear on the stage? Author, look at my handsome face and tell me loudly.

Author Bacteria: ...

Lele: I guess so, hee hee, I'm going to sleep!

Pei Mingming: Who do you want to sleep with?