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Why is Shen Ming here?

It has been a while since Zhile saw Shen Ming last time.During this period, Zhile did not see Shen Cheng contacting Shen Ming, nor heard Shen Cheng mention Shen Ming, Zhile almost forgot about this person.

But as soon as he saw Shen Ming, Zhile immediately remembered.

Shen Cheng and Shen Ming have very similar faces, but their temperaments are completely different.But if Shen Ming didn't wear glasses, when the two of them were not talking, it would be difficult for ordinary people to distinguish.

To get to the top floor, you have to go through this corridor.

Fang Mu pondered for a while, and pointed to the back of Zhi Le, meaning to go back to the room first and come out later.Zhile understood, and was about to turn around and leave with Fang Mu, when she heard Shen Ming's voice suddenly.

"This is not only what the old man means, but also what I mean."

Shen Ming turned up the volume, it seems that the two had talked a few words before, the process was not pleasant, Shen Ming finally couldn't help the loud voice, his tone was very hard.

Shen Cheng turned sideways, his face was half bright and half dark, and he didn't speak.

Shen Ming adjusted his glasses: "Since you've come back, a family should look like a family from now on. On this anniversary of death, you must stay with me and let..."

"No." Shen Cheng's voice was not loud, but very cold.

Shen Ming put his thumb and forefinger on the glasses again, and took a deep breath, "I've been brooding over it for so many years, and I should let it go. Could it be that I should kneel down and beg you to forgive me?! Back then..."

"Shen Ming."

The young girl suddenly spoke out and cut off Shen Ming's words.

Shen Ming stopped abruptly.

Shen Cheng looked directly at Shen Ming coldly.

The two brothers stood facing each other, both with cold faces, and the surrounding air pressure was like a dark cloud covering the top, making it suffocating.

"The two presidents Shen still have guests today, why not talk about it another day?" It was still the young girl who spoke, breaking the heavy silent confrontation.

Shen Cheng didn't speak, and Shen Ming didn't move either. As expected of two brothers, when they got serious, neither would back down easily.

The young girl stepped forward, walked to Shen Ming's side, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Shen."

Shen Mingyun glanced at her, then turned his expression slightly back, snorted softly, turned and left.

Zhi Le and Fang Mu stood at the corner, there was no way to avoid it, Shen Ming saw the two of them as soon as he turned the corner, his brows raised, showing a surprised expression.

"Zhile?"

Shen Cheng, who was walking with his back to the other side, stopped when he heard the sound, and looked back.

"Brother Shen." Zhile called out politely, a little worried, although he didn't deliberately eavesdrop, but it still seemed not very good.

Fang Mu didn't seem to care, he obviously knew Shen Ming, and nodded to him as a greeting.

Shen Ming's face was still stinky last moment, but at this moment, as if his face changed, he instantly recovered his smile, his eyes bent into familiar arcs: "Long time no see. Come here to play? Go to my place if you have time, and take you to a more interesting place .”

"Zhile." Shen Cheng's voice came, calling him from the other side of the corridor.

Zhile responded, and immediately walked towards Shen Cheng, the young girl stepped aside, looked at Zhile with her beautiful eyes, and when Zhile looked at her, she smiled at him.

Shen Ming didn't say anything more, and left with the young girl.

"Why did you come out?" Shen Cheng stood where he was, and asked Zhile when he approached.

"Let's go to the top floor." Zhile observes Shen Cheng's face, Shen Cheng's face is not very good-looking, but the eyes looking at Zhile are still gentle and calm.

Fang Mu stood behind Zhile with his hands behind his back.

Shen Cheng raised his wrist to look at his watch, "I'll go up to find you after I'm done. It won't be too long."

He neither asked Zhile how much he had heard, nor did he intend to explain anything, just let Zhile have fun as usual.

The top floor is obviously another private place of Fangmu. After simple modification, it is covered with outdoor carpets, with appropriate and bright lamps hanging around, and there are tables, chairs, tents and other things in the corners.

Zhi Le and Fang Mu walked to the rooftop, and the evening wind was blowing in their faces. At night, a gorgeous curtain was drawn from a high place, and the whole city had a panoramic view, and the night scene was bustling and bright.

"They have a bad relationship, don't they?"

Zhile blew the wind for a while, but her mind was still on the scene just now.Last time Shen Cheng and Shen Ming were just not very enthusiastic, but this time they almost quarreled, which made Zhile a little uneasy.

Fang Mu stretched, the joints of his thin body rattled, like a rusty robot.While stretching, he replied: "It's not that bad. Their family..." Fang Mu turned to Zhile: "You know his parents died in a car accident, right?"

Zhile nodded.

His grandfather told him about this. It is said that when Shen Cheng was in his teens, Shen's parents had a car accident and unfortunately both died.

"It is said that this car accident was..." Fang Mu suddenly stopped and thought for a while: "What Qin Yue and I know is not very clear. After the parents passed away, Shen Cheng went abroad not long after, and the relationship between the two brothers has been alienated since then. Among them It is inconvenient for outsiders to guess the specific reasons and details, if you want to know, you can ask Shen Cheng later."

"However, I suggest that it's best not to ask casually about this kind of thing. If he wants to tell you, he will naturally tell you one day." Fang Mu said again.

Zhile nodded receptively.He understands one thing, this is personal privacy.

"Don't worry too much. It's not a deep hatred against the gods. It's not too serious. It's just that the knot is easy to get rid of, and it takes time and opportunities." Fang Mu said, "It will be untied sooner or later. Come on, baby, help me do stretching. "

Fang Mu really lacks exercise. He sits and lies all day long. It’s okay to not move. There’s nothing wrong with moving, but he doesn’t like sports.Zhile looked at it for a while, and finally took out the "unique secret book" of her own exercise - the eighth set of radio gymnastics.

With the phone volume turned up, Zhi Le and Fang Mu performed the eighth radio gymnastics twice on the top floor of the largest clubhouse in the city, under the starry sky, facing the bright night view of the city.After the dance, I feel refreshed and very satisfied.

An hour later, Shen Cheng and Qin Yue came up, took them downstairs, then Zhi Le said goodbye to Fang Mu, and went home with Shen Cheng.

Shen Cheng's face had completely returned to normal, without any trace, as if the quarrel had never happened.

If Zhile hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he probably would never have known that scene.There is a high probability that Shen Cheng will not mention it to him.Is it true that everyone in this world has little secrets hidden in their hearts that no one wants to know?Even a proud man like Shen Cheng cannot be exempted.

On this early summer night, Zhile looked at the various street lights and crowds outside the car through the car window, and a thought that a fool shouldn't have appeared in his heart.He would not delve deeper into the source and meaning of this thought, nor would he be too melancholy about it, he just thought that if Shen Cheng was willing to tell him, he would be willing to listen, to hear anything about Shen Cheng.It would be great if I could share even a little of Shen Cheng's troubles.

Zhile hopes that Shen Cheng will be happy.

Hope more than anyone else.

"elder brother."

Zhile turned her head and called for Shen Cheng.

Shen Cheng was resting with his eyes closed, and opened his eyes upon hearing the sound.

Zhile opened the window, half of the window glass slowly fell down, and the night wind mixed with the smell of fireworks and coolness from the world came in.

"Today's sunshine is very good, the wind is very gentle, and you are very sweet."

Zhile's forehead hair was blown up, revealing a smooth and full forehead, and clumsily began to speak earthy love stories.

Shen Cheng glanced out of the window and said, "It's night now, where does the sun come from?"

"Oops! Forgot, changed it." Zhile said: "Again - the moonlight today is very good, the wind is very gentle, and you are very sweet."

Zhile spoke clumsily and earnestly, he was very serious in everything he did, and he was afraid that the other party would not hear him, so he got so close that Shen Cheng could smell the strawberry cake that Zhile had eaten at night.

The corners of Shen Cheng's lips curled up, "Well, today's moonlight is very good, the wind is very gentle, and you are very sweet."

Shen Cheng's mood improved obviously.

A few days later, Zhile received a call from Jiang Shanyuan.

Jiang Shanyuan had undergone the third operation and is currently recovering. He has become more energetic and talks to Zhile from time to time.

After simple daily inquiries, Jiang Shanyuan talked about something.

"It will be the anniversary of Shen Cheng's parents' death in a few days. You are in Shen's house now. It just happens to happen. It's reasonable. You should also visit your uncle and aunt Shen, buy a bouquet of flowers, and kowtow. If it's convenient, let Xiao Shen takes you with me."

It was night at that time, and Zhile had just finished writing his diary, so he didn't avoid Shen Cheng very much, and when he answered the phone, he turned on the loudspeaker, and Jiang Shanyuan's voice came out clearly.

Zhile looked at Shen Cheng, but Shen Cheng's gaze was on the computer, as if he didn't hear it.

"Zhile?" Jiang Shanyuan called out.

"Oh, okay." Zhile replied.

Jiang Shanyuan seemed to just mention it casually, and then talked about other things. Zhile listened humbly. After finishing the call, he thought for a while and asked Shen Cheng: "When is the death day of Uncle Shen and Aunt Shen?"

After a while, Shen Chengfang replied, "In a few days."

Zhile: "Then, can I go with you?"

Shen Cheng closed the webpage, opened a new report, and checked it with concentration, while Zhile sat aside, waiting patiently.

"We'll talk about it later." Finally Shen Cheng said.

Hearing this, Zhile felt slightly relieved.He vaguely figured out that Shen Cheng's "I'll talk about it later" basically meant a promise.

"Le Tsai, come and play."

"OK."

Two days later, Zhile came to the club again.

This time Fang Mu took the initiative to invite Zhile. After chatting with Zhile last time, Fang Mu had a burst of inspiration.Zhile was naturally very happy, and when Shen Cheng was free, he urged Shen Cheng to leave.

Shen Cheng didn't like the environment of the clubhouse very much, but Zhile liked it, so he had to go with him.Qin Yue sometimes organizes some salons, Zhu Hui also assesses the situation, and takes over some moderate activities and entertainments, and Shen Cheng attends them by the way, which can be regarded as a balance between work and entertainment.

As usual, Shen Cheng and Qin Yue went to participate in other matters this night, while Zhi Le and Fang Mu chatted in the room, chatted endlessly, and ate.

After eating and drinking enough, Fang Mu and Zhi Le go out, ready to go up to the top floor.

Fang Mu was completely conquered by radio gymnastics, which is the most suitable exercise for lazy people like him, and now he dances every day.

The two walked out of the suite, turned around, and were also in the corridor, and encountered a scene very similar to last time: Shen Cheng was standing opposite one person.

It's just that this time it's not Shen Ming, but a strange young boy.

It doesn't seem right to say it's unfamiliar.

Zhile looked at the side face of that person, a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.Fang Mu's memory is better than Zhi Le's, so he recognized it at a glance, and then frowned.