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A certain hotel suite was so quiet that there was only the slight sound of the central air conditioner running. The mobile phone that had just been used was lying quietly on the bedside table, as if it had never been touched by anyone.

The door of the bathroom was pushed open by a slender hand, and a slender figure came, wrapped in a bath towel, with his collarbone slightly open, water droplets rolled from his knuckle fingers, and finally fell onto the carpet along the hideous scar on his wrist.

While Shen Qiuze was wiping his wet hair, the towel was soaked in damp water and felt soft to the touch. This softness reminded him of the boy who always kicked him in the hotel and told him to blow dry his hair impatiently.

Shen Qiuze paused slightly, thinking of something, he stood in front of the misty bathroom door for a long time before withdrawing his thoughts.

The man in the bathrobe threw the slightly wet towel on the sofa, and when he looked up, he saw a boy sitting beside the big bed in the bedroom.

He was wearing a white sweater, and was quietly looking down at the book. His demeanor looked gentle and refined, with a bit of youthful innocence.

The neckline of the white sweater is a bit wide, slightly revealing a thin collarbone, which looks like a piece of jade under the warm yellow light, the slightly long black hair covers the profile of the face, and the outline of the eyebrows and eyes is very similar to the memory of Shen Yu.

But Shen Qiuze didn't move, he just stood there, frowned slightly and said indifferently: "Why are you here?"

Zhang Huaiyuan, who was sitting on the small sofa next to the big bed, seemed to have just heard the movement. He closed the book, raised his head and said with a smile, "I'm afraid you won't sleep well tonight."

"So I asked the driver for the address, thinking of coming to accompany you."

Shen Qiuze's black forehead hair still had some damp moisture on his eyebrows, but it still looked as cold as a piece of ice. It took him a while to calmly say: "Next time, don't make up your own mind."

Zhang Huaiyuan was slightly taken aback, then nodded and said cautiously with a little loneliness: "Okay, I won't do it next time."

He smiled forcedly at Shen Qiuze and said, "I just came here to read to you, thinking that I can make you sleep better..."

Shen Qiuze glanced at him indifferently, Zhang Huaiyuan's voice gradually became quieter, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Under the warm yellow light, the handsome boy looked lonely. For some reason, Shen Qiuze stared at that face, and the first thing that came to mind was not Shen Yu's face, nor Shen Yu's expression.

It was Wu Chu who was somewhat related to Zhang Huaiyuan by blood.

Amidst the slight movement of the central air conditioner, the air-conditioning made the exposed skin tense subconsciously, as if a gust of air-conditioning forcefully poured into his mind, Shen Qiuze somehow thought of Wu Chu who called him on that rainy day , is it also this lonely look?

Inexplicably, it is heart-stopping to see.

Shen Qiuze leaned on the head of the bed, inserted one hand into his wet forehead hair, fell silent for a while, and said in a deep voice, sounding emotionless: "Read it."

When Zhang Huaiyuan heard this, he rolled his eyes. He took out the book he had prepared, and after getting permission, he got up and dimmed the brightness of the room. In such a dim and ambiguous environment, his movements and expressions could resemble those in Shen Qiuze's memory. the person in.

After everything was ready, Zhang Huaiyuan sat in front of the bed, slightly lowered his head, and read the English book in his hand softly.

Just like a few days ago, he was able to get Shen Qiuze's permission to read a book in front of the bed and watch Shen Qiuze fall asleep.

Shen Qiuze's permission was a great encouragement to Zhang Huaiyuan, after all, he knew very well in his heart that people with high positions like Shen Qiuze were suspicious and vigilant.

Especially someone as deep-minded as Shen Qiuze, it was hard to imagine that he would allow someone to approach him while he was completely relaxed, even though Zhang Huaiyuan knew very well in his heart that he only had a good face to be able to get this honor.

But the boy who was reading a book in a low voice in front of the bed didn't know that the man in the bathrobe in front of him was able to relax and fall asleep next to another boy as early as two years ago.

But closing his eyes in front of him now is nothing more than lazily relaxing his nerves, how could he allow himself to approach him without vigilance while relaxing.

But the lights were dim, and the man leaning against the bed half-closed his eyes, his slightly damp forehead rested on his brows and eyes, his usual icy aura seemed to have diminished quite a bit, and he even showed a bit of laziness that he didn't usually see.

Zhang Huaiyuan's voice slowed down. He raised his eyes, still reading English books on his lips, but the collar of the white sweater had been slightly tilted, revealing a section of delicate collarbone and a small piece of flesh. His voice was soft and ambiguous in the silence.

Every syllable seems to show tenderness on the lips and teeth.

The man leaning against the bed still had his eyes half-closed and didn't seem to respond. Zhang Huaiyuan's eyes darkened, thinking that even though he was getting along with Shen Qiuze in the hotel these days, the relationship had not developed further.

It is absolutely false to say that he is not reconciled, and there is even a little bit of fear mixed in his reluctance.

Zhang Huaiyuan recalled the phone call just now, he took a deep breath, got up and walked barefoot on the carpet under the bed, raised his head slightly and said in a low voice: "Mr. Shen..."

A large part of his white sweater was tilted, exposing the entire fair skin below the collarbone, and he spoke a sufficiently ambiguous sentence in English softly.

But unexpectedly, the man in the bathrobe just raised his eyes slightly and frowned, as if he was thinking about something.

Shen Qiuze silently stared at Zhang Huaiyuan who was trying to seduce him with his head up in front of him, and somehow remembered that he did the same to Wu Chu in the hotel before.

What did Wu Chu say at that time.

At that time, the boy who was playing the game didn't raise his eyelids and said expressionlessly: "Next time you do this again, I'll kick him over."

"Study messy all day long."

Shen Qiuze looked at Zhang Huaiyuan, and inexplicably understood Wu Chu's mood at that time.

Study as long as you study, it’s fine if you don’t study hard.

Also blindly engage in these things.

After a long silence, Shen Qiuze said coldly, "I'll ask Uncle Zhang to take you back."

Zhang Huaiyuan froze in place, he bit his lip, his face turned pale, he forced a smile and said, "Okay."

As if he knew what embarrassing thing he had done, Zhang Huaiyuan's nails sank deep into his flesh. He lowered his eyes, thinking about the information Father Wu gave him.

He knew that Shen Qiuze was not a celibate person.

On the contrary, the people under his command would choose a clean bed partner for Shen Qiuze on time.Even though this is not a public matter, it can still be found by digging deep.

Zhang Huaiyuan didn't believe that he was inferior to those selected people, not to mention that he still had that killer face. Under such circumstances, he tried his best to imitate the expression and movements of that person. He didn't believe that, Shen Qiuze would not understand move.

But the fact is that on the contrary, not only did Shen Qiuze not move, but as if thinking of someone, he stared at him silently for a long time before speaking indifferently.

Looking at Shen Qiuze's look, Zhang Huaiyuan knew that it was definitely not the look that reminded him of the person in his memory, but more like the look that reminded him of something subtle.

The previous eyes looked creepy and gentle, like a piece of rotten wood that had been submerged for a long time, with a bit of silence, it didn't look like a living person, but a dead person.

But the eyes just now were subtle, but they were full of vitality, as if thinking of someone, that was the eyes that really looked at a living person.

Seeing Zhang Huaiyuan holding the book in place, Shen Qiuze frowned and said, "Just put the book here."

Zhang Huaiyuan seemed to wake up from a dream, put the book on the bedside table, bit his lip and said, "A man named Wu Chu called you just now."

Shen Qiuze stopped suddenly, he raised his eyes to stare at Zhang Huaiyuan and said, "And then?"

"what did you say?"

Zhang Huaiyuan forced out a smile and said relaxedly, "I said you are busy."

When the call came, Zhang Huaiyuan looked at the note on the phone screen, and countless thoughts popped up in his mind. He could directly tell the person opposite that Shen Qiuze was taking a bath.

The person on the opposite side may ask where they are in astonishment, and he can answer that they are in the hotel.

Hotel, bath, just these two words are enough to make people imagine.

But Zhang Huaiyuan knew that Shen Qiuze would not give him room to play tricks, just like now, the man who hadn't even touched him just now leaned over and pinched his chin and said with serious eyes: "Apart from these, what else can you do?" What did you say?"

Zhang Huaiyuan shook his head with difficulty, Shen Qiuze stared at him, looked at him with lowered eyes and trembling eyelashes, and said, "I don't know who he is to you..."

"I saw the phone kept ringing, so I answered it..."

Shen Qiuze let go of his hand suddenly, lowered his eyes and said indifferently: "Go back."

"This Xingwang is in Wu's house, don't come looking for me."

Shen Qiuze now particularly dislikes Wu Chu's contact with these things.

Because these things are connected with Wu Chu, it will give him a feeling of being out of control.

It was an unprecedented sense of loss of control, like falling in the distant darkness, but didn't know when it would stop.

It's like the way Wu Chu raised his eyes to look at him at the banquet some time ago, and the back view of Wu Chu standing at the door to him in the old community.

Just one step away.

If his explanation was one step later, that figure would never turn around again, never look back at him again.

There was no way he would let this happen again.

The man in the bathrobe bit his lower lip and nodded at the boy in the white sweater. Seeing his back with Zhang Huaiyuan leaving, he frowned. For the first time, he felt that these collections were so troublesome.

Not long after, Shen Qiuze was the only one left in the hotel suite. He leaned against the head of the bed, reached for his mobile phone, checked the call history, and made a call.

The man himself didn't realize it, he lowered his eyes, but involuntarily rubbed the quilt slightly with his fingertips, as if he was thinking about how to bring back the person who answered the phone.

The dialed ring on the other end rang for a long time, so long that Shen Qiuze thought that the person on the other end was busy, and when he was about to hang up the phone, the other end was connected, and a man's deep voice came, casually saying to him: "Hello, Hello, who are you?"

Shen Qiuze frowned subconsciously, and said in a flat voice, "I'm looking for Wu Chu."

In country Y, Yin Jin, who was leaning on the sofa with his legs crossed, his eyes deepened, remembering the name of the caller that jumped on the screen just now, a smile appeared on his lips, and he said in a low hoarse laziness: "He is taking a bath. "

Through the noise of electric current, the sound of running water in the bathroom can indeed be faintly heard.

Shen Qiuze grabbed the phone tightly, frowned and repeated: "Is he taking a shower?"

Yin Jin turned his head to look at the people in the bathroom, and when he heard the repeated question from the little white flower on the other end of the phone, the smile in his eyes deepened, and he said slowly, "Yes."

The man continued in a low voice: "I just woke up and sweated all over. What can I do with him?"

Shen Qiuze's eyes sank, and he said coldly, "I'll talk to him later."

Yin Jin leaned on the sofa and said casually, "Okay."

The person on the opposite side seemed to want to hang up the phone, but as if he couldn't help it at the last second, he suppressed his voice and said, "Are you his friend?"

Shen Qiuze had never heard Wu Chu say that he had any close friends around him.

Yin Jin smiled and hung up the phone without saying a word.

Shen Qiuze in the hotel suite was stunned for a moment, as if he had never been treated like this before, his face was terribly ugly, and he stared at the phone screen.

Holding the mobile phone, he gritted his teeth and waited for Wu Chu to take a bath before calling Wu Chu, waiting for Wu Chu's explanation.

In the country Y hotel, Yin Jin who hung up Xiao Baihua's phone directly put Wu Chu's phone on the coffee table, took out his own phone, and casually smashed his phone on the corner of the table forcefully.

The thin screen of the mobile phone immediately cracked like a spider's silk. Yin Jin stared at it for a while, as if he felt that it was not broken enough, so he knocked it again, looking at the spidery screen of the mobile phone with satisfaction After a few flashes, the screen went completely black.

Not long after, Wu Chu came out wrapped in a bath towel, and while wiping his head, he listened to Yin Jin who was on the sofa sighing: "The phone just fell on the ground and it broke."

Wu Chu looked up in surprise, and looked at Yin Jin holding up the phone screen that was shattered into a spider web. The corner of his mouth twitched and said, "Did you fall from the third floor?"

Yin Jin shook his head innocently and said, "If the hand slips and falls, the company still has something to do."

Wu Chu casually threw his mobile phone on the coffee table beside the man and said, "Use mine first."

Yin Jin unlocked the phone while holding it and said calmly: "This is not very good."

Wu Chu clicked his tongue and said, "Use it if you tell me to."

"Don't get fired, let me not leave."

Yin Jin leaned on the sofa, clicked on the boy's usual game of Match [-] and played with relish: "You're right."

Half an hour later, Shen Qiuze in the hotel suite let go of the cell phone he was holding, dialed a number, stared at the number closely, and was connected not long after this time.

Shen Qiuze breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously, but in the next second he heard the man's voice with a hint of excitement: "Hello, hello."

Shen Qiuze gritted his teeth and said, "Why is it you again?"

The man on the other end said in a lazy voice: "He always forgets everything, and when he goes out to stay in a hotel, he is used to leaving his mobile phone with me for safekeeping."

"do not you know?"