Shadow for the Emperor

Xiao Zhe lay on the bed and fell asleep without knowing it. When he woke up again, Wen Sheng still didn't return home.He raised his head slightly and tried his best to distinguish the hour and minute hands on the clock - it was probably past three o'clock.

When did that guy go out?

At noon?The pharmacy is at most ten to twenty minutes away, and it takes only an hour to go back and forth, right?Could it be that he was really hit by his crow's mouth and got lost?

After much deliberation, he was worried, and tried his best to reach the landline on the bedside table. He was a little thankful, if he hadn't given the phone to him just now, he wouldn't know where to find someone now.

Skillfully pressing the number and listening to the ringtone inside, Xiao Zhe suddenly realized - if he really lost him, does it mean that his mobile phone is gone?

This is not a good thing, he has no money to buy another mobile phone.

Just as his heart skipped a beat, someone answered the phone over there.

"Which one?"

It's Xiao Zhe.

He let out a sigh of relief, he didn't lose his phone or anyone, that's great.In a relaxed tone that he didn't realize, "Where have you been? Haven't come back for so long? Lost? Or fell into a pit halfway?"

Before the other party could say anything, the call was cut off.

"Hello? Hello? What are you doing?" He was stunned for a moment. Just as he was about to call again, he heard the sound of a key opening the door from outside.

After a while, Wen Sheng walked into the room.

"Where have you been? It's been so long? The phone is out of battery?" He suspiciously took the phone that Wen Sheng returned, and became angry when he saw it, "Why did you hang up on me without saying hello?"

"At the door."

"You can say something first." Knowing the reason, Xiao Zhe actually just said it casually, but he didn't really complain. Instead, he suddenly remembered that when he was calling in front of Wen Sheng before, he inadvertently complained that the phone was fast. No more phone bills, "Are you afraid of wasting phone bills?"

Wen Sheng put the medicinal wine on the bed, "You think too much."

Seeing his expression of "playing yourself passionate", Xiao Zhe choked, silently picked up the medicinal wine, lifted up his clothes and wiped it on his waist, grinning and asking, "Did you eat on the way? "

"No."

"I can't make plain egg noodles today." He tried to wipe his lower back, but his hands just couldn't make it work, "There are no eggs and no noodles, why don't you eat some biscuits to fill your stomach, and wait for me.... Before he finished speaking, his stomach made a loud protest.

"Hey, go call for takeaway. Although you have to wait a little longer, there is nothing delicious nearby, and the better ones are far away." Xiao Zhe was a little embarrassed, so he talked too much, "I'm really worrying about it. For your sake, hey, what are you doing here, wait an hour at most, and make sure you won’t starve to death..."

"To shut up."

Seeing Xiao Zhe's dawdling speed, he couldn't finish wiping it tonight. He didn't want to fall asleep smelling the pungent smell of medicine.

Wen Sheng couldn't help saying that he had taken the medicinal wine, and pushed him forward roughly for his own convenience.

"Hiss...why are your hands so cold?" Xiao Zhe lay on the bed for a long time, when he was pressed so suddenly, goose bumps exploded.

Wen Sheng ignored him, since he wasn't the one who was frozen anyway.

"You...uh..." Xiao Zhe wanted to complain, but saw that someone was calling on the phone - it was Sister Rong.

He didn't pick it up immediately, so the phone started to sing after vibrating two or three times to gain a sense of presence.

"I didn't intend to receive her call." Wen Sheng was behind him, glanced at the familiar name above, and reminded in a neutral tone, "The tone is quite bad."

"Damn." Xiao Zhe's head grew big in an instant, remembering the "mosquito theory" that Sister Rong told him before, and then he pushed Yang Jun's scene, and then let her hear someone using his mobile phone...

"Hello? Miss Rong?"

"Do you still know who I am? Are you out of your mind or are you really disillusioned and planning to leave this circle? If you plan to leave, tell me earlier, can you not make it difficult for me? Look at all the messy things you do , who is that man? You don't even have much money yourself, so how can you imitate others? You..."

Sure enough, as soon as Sister Rong heard his voice, she fired a series of cannonballs.

"Sister Rong, please don't be angry, I don't have a little boy... Damn it, take it easy." Xiao Zhe took a deep breath, and Wen Sheng didn't know if it was intentional just now, so he pressed hard , hit the nail on the head, causing him pain to the root of his hair.

Sister Rong was silent for a while, obviously misunderstood, and her tone contained anger, "Xiao Zhe, I'll give you a minute, if you don't give me a reasonable explanation, our friendship will end here. "

"No, didn't I tell you already, he is a friend who came to stay temporarily, and he is helping me wipe the medicinal wine."

"30 seconds, I know what kind of guy you are, I'm not in the mood to hear you talking about love."

"What are these things, why don't you believe it." Xiao Zhe muttered helplessly.

"I'm hanging up, bye."

"Hey! That woman got her foot in the door here." Knowing that she kept her word, if she hung up the phone, the friendship would be over, so Xiao Zhe had no choice but to say the point he didn't want to mention.

"What woman?...you...Qin Ruanyao?"

"Ah."

Sister Rong suffocated for a while, "Oh. If she really got involved, I would understand, but if you really think about it, if you offend Zhitian, you really won't be able to go long."

"I know too, let's talk about it."

"As far as your temperament is concerned, alas...Forget it, I'm lazy to waste my energy with you, just say one thing, you should weigh the pros and cons of this matter yourself."

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Zhe was extremely depressed.

"She brought people back 17 years ago, and she messed around at home in a grand manner. I hit her straight, and later she divorced my dad. She just turned around and went abroad with a foreigner after finishing the formalities. Pursuing what I really wanted made my dad so angry that he died two years later. My aunt dragged me all the way until I was in my teens. She never asked a question. Later, my aunt got sick and I didn’t see her put one. fart."

"I just want to fight for this. Didn't she leave because she wanted power and a good life? I just want her to see how beautiful I can be. I just want her to watch, nothing at all. Can't share."

"But look at how I'm acting like a ghost, but in the end I want her alms. I'm just not convinced, so I just want to argue. What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Wen Sheng handed him the medicinal wine, "Okay."

"Damn, I came to such a real autopsy, and you just reacted like this?"

"What's your reaction?"

"...It's fine if you just say 'everything will be fine' perfunctorily." Xiao Zhe lifted up his trousers, exposing his knees, and there was a big bruise on them.

"What's the point of such nonsense?" He looked at Xiao Zhe's scarred feet, and he still didn't show any emotion when he spoke.

"Uh……"

"You should be glad you were born in this world." Wen Sheng said leisurely, "In our place, there are only two types of actors that I can remember. One is to please people, and the other is to die."

Xiao Zhe was not convinced, "Don't keep comparing me with your age, modern society emphasizes equality for everyone."

"Really? Then how did you get to this point?" Wen Cheng sneered, "In my eyes, you are just a three-year-old child who wants something but doesn't know how to act like a baby."

"Then what do you want me to do? For the sake of the goal, do I have to pretend to be like my grandson?" Every time he mentioned this question, Xiao Zhe would get angry. Not everyone knows how to use unscrupulous means, let alone now. I just heard Wen Sheng say that when something happens, can he really disregard all principles and only focus on the interests he wants?

It speaks better than it sings.

"That's your business, it's none of my business how you want to deal with it." Wen Sheng stood up and wiped off the oil on his hands with a tissue, "I'm just advising you, think about what you want and how much you can pay. He walked to the door and looked back at him who was lost in thought, "You should order takeaway."

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