The protagonist of the white lotus is set to collapse

Shen Jialan slept until noon.

Shen Lian and Shen Yan seemed to be used to Shen Jialan's upside down day and night schedule, but it was impolite to ask Zhuo Qian to wait with them, so they went to wake Shen Jialan up.

Zhuo Qian sat nervously at the dining table, raised his eyes after hearing footsteps, and saw Shen Jialan's sleepy eyes, with displeasure written all over his face after being woken up.

Zhuo Qian felt the low air pressure around Shen Jialan's body, so he quickly sat up straight, fearing that the fish in the pond would be affected.

Fortunately, Shen Jialan didn't notice him, and after sitting down opposite him without saying a word, he closed his eyes and began to rest.

But after the food was served, Shen Jialan opened his eyes quickly, staring straight at Zhuo Qian who picked up the bowl and chopsticks and was about to start.

Zhuo Qian: "..."

He looked left and right, and saw Shen Lian and Shen Yan standing on both sides of the table, not intending to eat at the table at all, while Shen Jialan simply folded his arms around his chest, found a more comfortable posture, and just looked at him steadily.

That is

Among the four people, only he was moving his chopsticks.

Zhuo Qian suddenly felt that the bowls and chopsticks in his hand had turned into hot potatoes. He paused, and was about to put down the bowls and chopsticks, but saw Shen Jialan slightly raised his chin: "Eat."

Being watched by three people eating, Zhuo Qian was so embarrassed that he didn't even know how to put his hands. He asked Shen Jialan: "Aren't you going to eat?"

Shen Jialan said, "I have no appetite."

After a pause, he added, "I see that you eat very well."

After a pause, he continued, "You are the most edible person I have ever seen."

Zhuo Qian: "..."

He didn't know whether Shen Jialan was praising him or hurting him, but the facts proved that Shen Jialan really liked watching him eat, and he could watch him from beginning to end without taking his eyes off it.

After a meal, Shen Jialan still didn't eat a few mouthfuls. Both Shen Lian and Shen Yan looked sad, but they didn't dare to persuade them much—after all, Shen Jialan's disease can't be cured by persuasion. Except for doctors, they can only work harder in the kitchen.

In the afternoon, Shen Jialan finally didn't plan to stay in the study anymore, he went straight to the fourth floor.

Zhuo Qian followed behind blankly.

After getting out of the elevator, I realized that the fourth floor is the top floor, but nearly half of the area has been repaired and turned into rooms, and the remaining half of the area is planted with flowers and plants, and there are even small rockeries and swings.

Looking at the swing, Zhuo Qian was a little moved, and wanted to go over to take a closer look, but in the corner of his vision, he noticed that Shen Jialan had turned around and entered a room.

He followed quickly.

The room has been specially decorated. Outside is a locker room and cabinets for storing things. The inside is empty, with only a specially treated smooth wall and a ball net.

Zhuo Qian saw the purpose of this room at a glance: "Squash?"

Shen Jialan opened the shoe cabinet, concentrated on choosing the sneakers, and said without looking back, "Don't you know how to play squash? Come and play a few rounds."

The tone of the cloud is calm and breezy, with a force that cannot be rejected.

Zhuo Qian did know a little bit of squash, but he hadn't played squash for a long time, and he didn't know if he was a handyman, but he would be his business, he didn't remember that the original owner knew this.

Sensing Zhuo Qian's doubts, the prince explained: "Shen Jialan is a master of squash. In order to show off in front of Yan Shuyang, you lied that your squash was better than Shen Jialan."

After Zhuo Qian got angry and ignored the prince, the prince finally spoke more normally, and he stopped calling Shen Jialan one by one white lotus.

But Zhuo Qian still ignored the prince.

He clicked his head with a headache, he didn't know how many "surprises" the original owner had.

After Shen Jialan put on his sneakers, he turned to ask Zhuo Qian, "What size shoe do you wear?"

Zhuo Qian replied: "43."

"I'm 44, you can wear my shoes." Shen Jialan took out a pair of sneakers that were exactly the same as his sneakers, and threw them at Zhuo Qian's feet, "These are new ones."

Zhuo Qian looked down at the sneakers at his feet, they were indeed new, even the tag hadn't been removed, he recognized this pair of shoes from his memory, it was hard to snatch them up on the official website, the scalpers had already sold them for a high price of [-] to [-].

As a result, Zhuo Qian not only bought two pairs, but also casually threw them for him to wear.

Zhuo Qian thought of the pair of shoes that the original owner owed a lot of foreign debts to barely scrape together the money to buy for Yan Shuyang, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Why didn't he wear it on Shen Jialan?

woo woo woo...

Zhuo Qian put on his shoes and tightened the laces a little, the clothes were almost suitable.

Shen Jialan on the other side had already chosen two pairs of rackets, and he handed one of them to Zhuo Qian.

Zhuo Qian took the racket and noticed that Shen Jialan was still wearing jeans, so he asked, "Aren't you going to change into some pants?"

"I'm too lazy to change." Shen Jialan turned the racket flexibly. He looked a little excited and eager to try. There was a smile on his lifeless face. He squinted at Zhuo Qian, "I can change your pants or not." Get down."

Zhuo Qian: "..."

Where did this secondary neuropathy come from!

The racket given by Shen Jialan was very useful, probably due to its high price. Zhuo Qian used it more smoothly than the previous racket. He served the ball first and played five or six times with Shen Jialan, but finally lost to Shen Jialan and missed the ball.

However, Shen Jialan was obviously letting go.

No, it should be that Shen Jialan didn't expect Zhuo Qian to play squash at all, and he played squash casually five or six times before he took it seriously.

Zhuo Qian picked up the ball and turned around to see Shen Jialan with an undisguised surprise on his face.

Shen Jialan raised his eyebrows: "So you really know squash."

Zhuo Qian was speechless.

Dare to feel Shen Jialan knew that the original owner was lying, and came to test him on purpose.

Shen Jialan, ah, Shen Jialan, looking at this handsome and clean boy, not to mention his bad temper, his stomach is full of bad water!

Zhuo Qian said angrily: "I would have, but I didn't beat you as well."

"Your skills are not bad." Shen Jialan praised perfunctorily. He turned the racket in his hand and put it on his shoulder. The standing posture with one hand in his pocket was quite casual, but he was so handsome that even Zhuo Qian couldn't help it Take a second look.

"How about this, let's compete." Shen Jialan had a whim, "15 points per round, a total of three rounds, as long as you win one round, I will grant one of your wishes."

Zhuo Qian, who had been listless for a second, had bright eyes in an instant: "Really?"

Shen Jialan put down his racket, with a half-smile: "I never tell lies."

Zhuo Qian who felt that he was connoted: "..."

Now that Shen Jialan had spoken like this, Zhuo Qian quickly pulled himself together, threw the ball to Shen Jialan, and then did a one-minute warm-up.

At the start of the game, Zhuo Qian held the racket tightly, bowed his body slightly, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to it.

Just now Zhuo Qian didn't give full play to his strength, and his movements were somewhat clumsy due to the fact that his hands were raw. After warming up this time, his movements suddenly became much more flexible.

At first, Shen Jialan still played casually, but after losing a few points, his expression gradually became serious, and he took the game more and more seriously.

After three rounds, Zhuo Qian tried his best, the clothes on his back were soaked with sweat, he lay on the ground disregarding his image, panting like a cow.

Looking at Shen Jialan again, his face was flushed and his black hair was soaked with sweat, but he was more reserved than Zhuo Qian, he just leaned against the wall panting, his chest heaving and falling.

Zhuo Qian turned his head to meet Shen Jialan's gaze, and grinned happily. He stretched out his index finger and shook: "One win in three rounds. I won one round just now, and you lost."

"It didn't count just now." Shen Jialan stood up straight, bent down and picked up the racket on the ground, "Start again."

The smile on Zhuo Qian's face froze instantly: "Why is it not counted?!"

Shen Jialan lost the game, he looked very unhappy, his face was down to his chin, he gave Zhuo Qian a cold look: "This is my territory, I don't count it if I say so."

Zhuo Qian choked violently.

Can you still be so foolish!

Don't compare if you can't afford to lose, what is this...

Zhuo Qian suppressed the depression in his heart, and got up from the ground with hands and feet. Seeing that Shen Jialan was ready, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and start a new round of competition.

Shen Jialan was indeed very strong, but Zhuo Qian was not weak either. After three rounds, Zhuo Qian narrowly won another round.

But he just won!

"I, I won!" Zhuo Qian's face was covered with sweat, and his chest was heaving violently. He was really tired, and his speech was intermittent, "Are you willing to bet and admit defeat?"

Unexpectedly, Shen Jialan's eyes sank: "It doesn't count, let's start again."

Zhuo Qian: "..."

Without waiting for Zhuo Qian to respond, Shen Jialan picked up the ball and served it.

However, the ball passed Zhuo Qian's side, hit the wall on the right, made a bang, and bounced a few times on the ground. Zhuo Qian stood motionless on the spot, staring at Shen Jialan expressionlessly, as if about to Shen Jialan seemed to see through.

Seeing this, Shen Jialan also frowned: "Why don't you move?"

Zhuo Qian was already trying very hard to suppress his anger, but when he heard these words, the flame in his heart that had been suppressed with great difficulty suddenly burst into flames, and the fire that was strong enough to start a prairie fire quickly swallowed up his last bit of reason .

"Why should I move? I have already won." Zhuo Qian threw the racket to the ground and said coldly, "If you don't want to bear the price of losing, you don't have to compete with me, but you proposed the competition. In the end You are the one who is playing tricks again and again, so don't compare if you can't afford to lose, what are you doing? Are you playing me like a monkey?"

Hearing this, Shen Jialan frowned even tighter, but did not speak.

Although Zhuo Qian was angry, he also knew that he couldn't speak too much. He was silent for a moment, and his tone slowed down: "If you don't want to fulfill my wish, let's pretend it never happened, but I don't want this ball." Hit again."

With that said, he picked up the racket, turned around and was about to go out.

At this time, Shen Jialan's voice sounded behind him: "Are you angry?"

"..." This question was so straightforward that Zhuo Qian didn't know how to answer it. He didn't want to admit it directly, nor did he want to deny it, so he hesitated, "It's a bit."

"Just because I said do it all over again?"

"Yes, it's because you said to do it all over again." Zhuo Qian was so annoyed by Shen Jialan's foolish attitude that he directly admitted, "This is your territory, yes, but you can't play tricks, if you don't believe what you say, who will pay you back in the future?" Do you dare to believe your words?"

Zhuo Qian was filled with righteous indignation, but Shen Jialan burst out laughing.

As if he had encountered a very happy event, he laughed happily, and the laughter became louder and louder.

Zhuo Qian's big eyes were full of small question marks, he turned around and found that Shen Jialan was laughing until tears came out.

Shen Jialan leaned against the wall and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand. His eyes were cloudy with tears, but he had a smile on his face. No matter how you looked at it, it didn't look like he was really smiling. Some people believe what I say, do you believe it?"

Of course Zhuo Qian believed it.

Isn't there Yan Shuyang?Even if Shen Jialan said that the earth is square, I'm afraid Yan Shuyang would believe it without hesitation.

What's so good about showing affection?Haven't you heard of Xiu En'ai dying soon!

"Only you said these things to me." The smile on Shen Jialan's face gradually disappeared, and he looked at Zhuo Qian calmly, "After so many years, it seems that you are the only one who lost his temper with me."

Zhuo Qian told the truth in one sentence: "Because your personality is too bad, losing your temper with you is courting death."

"Oh?" Shen Jialan asked, "Then you were courting death just now?"

Zhuo Qian shook his head with a strong desire to survive, and when he talked about that incident, his anger was still not exhausted: "If you didn't play tricks again and again, I wouldn't be so angry. I am an emotion that a normal person should have. Anyone who is tricked will be angry, don't you think?"

After hearing this, Shen Jialan nodded in agreement, and then changed the subject: "It seems that they are not normal people."

"them?"

"Yes, they." The corners of Shen Jialan's mouth curled up in a mocking arc, "They won't be angry or sad, they have no temper and no ideas, they are like dummies wearing masks. For so many years, I seem to be living in a pile of dummies .”

He lowered his voice, and quickly returned to his senses, raised his eyes to look into Zhuo Qian's eyes, and said suddenly in his tone, "It turns out that normal people also lose their temper."

Zhuo Qian blinked blankly, he didn't understand Shen Jialan's words.

What dummy is not a dummy?

Who did Shen Jialan say was a dummy?

Before he could open his mouth to ask, the sound of knocking on the glass door rang in his ears.

"Brother Jialan." Shen Yan said, "That Yan Shuyang is looking for you again, do you want to see him?"