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In Zhang Yao's memory, Shen Zhifei was a very slow-moving, silly, non-extroverted little girl, even though she had a face that was not introverted at all.

It's hard to define Shen Zhifei's appearance. When she's not smiling, she's a bit restrained and seductive, but when she smiles, she looks like a pure and harmless little sheep.

Zhang Yao later thought that if it weren't for her face, she might not be attracted to her, at least not so quickly.

Zhang Yao wiped off the water stains on her face, returned to the bed and threw herself on the bed, raised her right hand, covered her eyes with her arms, tossed and turned, and barely fell asleep until midnight in a daze.

Shen Zhifei here is obviously not so calm, she is at home, locked herself in the study, and got drunk again after a long time.

In fact, she knew that it was useless to use alcohol to relieve her worries, she should be worried or worried, and after drinking, she would bring out her old stomach problems.

But she just couldn't help it, the pain in her heart always wanted to relieve it with the discomfort of her body.

Shen Zhifei has a younger brother, his own, called Shen Zhiming, who is nine years younger than her and is still in the third year of high school. When he entered the school, Shen Zhiming directly told the teacher that he doesn't live on campus, and that he rides a bicycle for more than half an hour to go up and down every day. study.

When Shen Zhifei asked him why, the little boy pouted and didn't give her an answer.

Shen Zhiming, who had already taken a nap, woke up one night, and when passing by Shen Zhifei's study, he saw a faint light through the crack of the door, sighed, turned around, took a glass of water, and knocked on the door lightly.

"Sister? Are you still asleep?"

He stood at the door for a while, but there was no movement inside, so he pressed the handle and opened the door.The scene inside the door didn't make the boy overly surprised. He just walked over, put down the water, and helped up his sister who was leaning on the desk.

The strong smell of alcohol made Shen Zhiming frowned. It's been a long time since my sister drank so much, and even if she went out to discuss business, she wouldn't drink herself to such an extent that she fell asleep—he had seen his sister drunk more than once, Every time I sleep peacefully, I don't get drunk, and I don't make a fuss.

"Sister..." Shen Zhiming pushed Shen Zhifei's shoulder, Shen Zhifei tilted his head as if aware of it, resting his head on Shen Zhifei's not-so-broad shoulder, found a comfortable position, smacked his lips, she lightly Read: "Yaoyao..."

Shen Zhiming is not unfamiliar with this name, but he doesn't know this person. Every time his sister is drunk, she will call this name softly, either in a heart-piercing cry, or in a very soft voice, as if she is afraid. It's like scaring this person away.

Shen Zhiming lowered his eyes, looking at Shen Zhifei's sleeping face that was outlined by the light, and was shocked by the drop of crystal that suddenly fell from the corner of her eye.

Is this still his sister with a strong aura?

He remembered that after those things happened, his sister seldom cried, and her whole body seemed to have suddenly acquired a body of impenetrable copper skin and iron bones, invulnerable to swords and guns.

Shen Zhiming was stunned for a long time, until he felt that his bent waist began to ache, he put one hand on his sister's shoulder, and put the other hand through the bend of her leg.

The little boy already has a lot of muscle strength, and it is more than enough to lift the slender Shen Zhifei.

Shen Zhiming carried Shen Zhifei to her bedroom, put her on the big soft bed, covered her with a quilt, made a cup of sober tea, put it in a thermos cup, and placed it on the bedside of her sister.

He went to school very early in his third year of high school, and he might not be in time in the morning.

After finishing a series of trivial matters, Shen Zhiming yawned, closed the door lightly, and returned to his room.

Shen Zhifei on the bed closed his eyes tightly, and seemed to be in a sound sleep.It's just that tears gushed out of the corners of her eyes again, hot and hot, they fell into the pinnae of the ears, and fell on the pillow. The blood on her lips after removing makeup was very pale, and they kept moving. If you listen carefully, it is not difficult to distinguish, she murmured All of them were the name that Shen Zhiming heard just now.

She had a dream, and the dream was full of text messages from Zhang Yao proposing to break up, which were enlarged and bolded before her eyes, and she couldn't do it without closing her eyes.Then there was the back of Zhang Yao turning away, Shen Zhifei desperately stretched out his hand, trying to hold her, but passed through her nothingness, unable to touch or touch anything.

"Yaoyao!" Shen Zhifei wanted to shout, but she felt as if something was strangling her throat, and she couldn't make a sound no matter what, the back became more and more blurred, and turned transparent.

Shen Zhifei was so anxious that her eyes filled with tears. She looked helplessly at the boundless whiteness around her. She just stood in the middle without knowing the world, and Zhang Yao's back disappeared after all.

Shen Zhifei let out a sob, her heart beat faster, she opened her eyes suddenly, the morning light fell into her eyes, she squinted her eyes sadly, her chest heaved violently with her rapid breathing, she calmed down for a while, and then slowly Stretching out his hand from under the quilt, he rubbed his sore eyes, and rubbed off a piece of damp heat by the way.

——Tsk, I'm really useless, crying like this again.

Shen Zhifei got up and looked at the pillow cover that she had cried out on, and took it off and threw it into the trash can with disgust on her face. Only now did she dullly see the post-it note on the bedside table. Tie people's hearts:

"Remember to drink when you get up, or you will have a headache again."

Shen Zhifei pinched the post-it note, curled the corners of his mouth, held the somewhat lukewarm hangover tea, sipped it in small sips, and unlocked the phone absent-mindedly.

There were several more messages on WeChat, she clicked on it, and the work news was replied step by step. There were also a bunch of messages sent by her good friend Han Youcheng. Shen Zhifei looked at the bunch of unimportant messages and questioned them again. Find out why he has grown so big and hasn't been beaten to death yet.

"Are you there? Are you there?"

"Please reply when you see it!"

"Old Shen, you fell asleep, didn't you!"

"Boss Shen? Today is not a rest day, why are you still sleeping in?"

"Shen Zhifei, haven't you gotten up yet!"

The last one was distributed 5 minutes ago at 10:23 am.

Shen Zhifei said inwardly that something was wrong, and sure enough, Han Youcheng did not disappoint her, and this bad point was soon realized.

The door of her house slammed, bang, and the force of the door slamming alone was enough to hear the anxiety of the person.

Shen Zhifei gave a "tsk", and those who didn't know thought that Shen Zhifei owed debts outside and refused to pay.

Shen Zhifei looked at the clothes she hadn't changed, and it seemed that there was nothing inappropriate about it. She stood up and stretched the wrinkled clothes she had slept in overnight, and then went to open the door, "Morning."

"What time is it early? Don't you check what time is it?" The door just opened a crack wide enough for a person, and Han Youcheng came in with a briefcase in his hand.

He is a carefree person, even though his suit and leather shoes concealed his talkative nature, Shen Zhifei knew that he would finish as soon as he opened his mouth.

Han Youcheng looked up and down at this friend who was still wearing yesterday's clothes and had a touching hairstyle, showing surprise: "My mother, will you still sleep in?"

"You're welcome, son." Shen Zhifei gave him the entrance, turned around and went to the bathroom to wash himself.

"Do you want to lose face and take advantage of me again?"

Han Youcheng looked at Shen Zhifei's rare slovenly appearance, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and touched his mobile phone several times, but didn't dare to take it out to take a picture as a souvenir.

He was afraid that he would have to stay here to sacrifice to heaven after the filming.

After all, Shen Zhifei seldom sleeps in. Thanks to the good habits he developed since he was a child, he goes to bed early and wakes up early every day. He doesn't behave like contemporary young people.

But Shen Zhifei doesn't like taking pictures very much. If anyone has a photo of her in her phone, she will take it and delete it. According to her definition, all photos may become black history, so she must not keep them.

Han Youcheng was very puzzled. If you think this person is ugly, you can be forgiven for thinking so, but she, Shen Zhifei, has grown so... such a face that is a disaster for the country and the people, how can I take pictures to reveal a dark history?

Simply outrageous.

Before Han Youcheng finished slandering her, Shen Zhifei came out with her "violent" face. She put on light makeup to cover up the dark circles under her eyes from the night before.She has beautiful eyebrows, straight nose, pink lips, calm and introverted demeanor, and indifferent eyes like a fairy who has gone through a lot of calamities.

Han Youcheng looked at it for a long time, and then sighed in his heart, such a beautiful girl, it's a pity that she doesn't like men, otherwise with his "look", it doesn't make sense that he chased Shen Zhifei for half a year before, and she was indifferent.

After comforting himself like this, Han Youcheng felt much better.

Yes, he once pursued Shen Zhifei, but at that time he was still a playboy with nothing to do, thinking about dating some beautiful girls all day long, meeting Shen Zhifei was considered Waterloo in his love history. It seemed that oil and salt did not enter, no matter how much you teased him, he was not tempted, and in the end he was made into a brother alive.

He just wondered, the two had a heart-to-heart exchange, and he realized that his "brother" had always liked someone, and it was a woman.

This time he was completely at a loss, so he looked for a new partner. Surprisingly, this time he calmed down and settled down. A dandy inherited the family business for love, and turned himself into the young president of the Han family. A poultry, that woman with great powers is his current fiancée, Zhao Jing.

"What do you want from me?" Shen Zhifei straightened the hair on his shoulders and glanced at Han Youcheng.

Han Youcheng rubbed his nose and smiled shyly: "I have an appointment with someone for the ring, how do you think I should ask for this marriage?"

Shen Zhifei was really shocked when she saw him like this. She thought this person had no face, so no matter how thick-skinned a person is, would he know how to be shy when he is in a relationship?

"Hey, let me tell you first, I'm inexperienced." Shen Zhifei didn't look at him, "Isn't that the only way to propose? You still want to play with flowers?"

"I would like to, but I don't have the time." Han Youcheng shook his head. He is a CEO after all, but he is not particularly free.

And his wife is a doctor, he really couldn't figure out how he could fall in love with a woman who loves this year-round perverted profession.

"I remember that Sister Jing doesn't like those fancy things? You take her to dinner, and then propose, it's over." Shen Zhifei raised his chin and suggested dryly.

I'm a very boring person after all, she thought.

But... no matter how boring she is, she still greedily wants to have more.

Shen Zhifei sighed secretly, it is still not enough, obviously it is already very good now.