true lie

Annie put down the medicine box, rubbed her eyes and left silently. Before the girl at the front desk went downstairs, she gave her some ideological education, and taught her not to make up stories by herself, which would really easily kill her colleagues.

In the lounge, Cheng Zhen felt as if he had been burned, his forearm was scorching hot: "...Where did you hear that, I'm not childish, I'm not a three-year-old."

Shen Zhou ignored him, grabbed the medicine box, took out the burn ointment from inside, squeezed a little on a cotton swab, and gently applied the blisters.

Cheng Zhenzhen didn't expect that he would apply medicine for himself: "You eat, I will do it myself."

While talking, he started to grab the cotton swab.Shen Zhou frowned: "Don't move."

So he really didn't move.

She watched helplessly as Shen Zhou helped him apply the burn ointment and put on the bandage.

"I think... Maybe there is no need to wrap it like this, the fracture is not as serious." He shook his mummy-like arm.

Shen Zhou: "Then I'll break your bone?"

"...Hehe, I'm just joking, why are you serious." Cheng Zhenxin smiled embarrassingly.

Shen Zhou finally let go of his wrist and returned to his seat.

To tell the truth, Cheng Zhenzhen is still in a daze until now, he never thought that Shen Zhou would help him bandage, after all, that person is cold-tempered, and he is not familiar with him.

Anyway, it's a very...alienated feeling.

"So," at this moment, Shen Zhou interrupted his wild thoughts, "Now can you tell me why I touched oil?"

What do you mean, tried to cook for you, and screwed it all up?

Cheng Zhen would never do the act of smashing the signboard by himself, he grabbed his coat, and popped out a series of words: "Suddenly remembered that there is something to do with the company, I'm leaving first, you can eat by yourself."

Said, hurried away.

Shen Zhou stared at that figure for a while, then got up and closed the door of the lounge.

His eyes suddenly turned cold.

Even if Cheng Zhen didn't say anything, he could still guess what happened.With Young Master Cheng's character of not working hard and not distinguishing grains, it is impossible to cook and play by himself on a sudden whim. The only possibility is to decide to cook for sick patients after being "taught" by an expert.

After the work was arranged, he deliberately went home half an hour early to find Zhao Dan who was preparing dishes: "Sister Zhao, come up here, let's talk."

Before being hired by Shen Zhou, Zhao Dan used to be a gold-medal aunt of a local housekeeping company. She was known for being smart, capable, and able to read facial expressions. She served five if not ten wealthy official families.But for some reason, facing this young man with no background, she was even more disturbed.

She put down her apron, took a deep breath, followed Shen Zhou to the third floor and entered the study.

"To make a long story short," Shen Zhou asked while taking off his coat, "You asked him to cook, right?"

He used affirmative sentences, not interrogative sentences.Zhao Dan nodded: "Yes. I remember you said that you wanted to get closer to him. I think cooking is a good way, so I'll tell you the truth."

"You don't need to encourage him in the future, especially things like staying up late and cooking. I don't like people who are too self-assertive."

Shen Zhou paused: "He doesn't need to do these either."

He just needs to be him, that's enough.

Zhao Dan was terrified when he heard it, and said that after understanding, he went back to the kitchen and continued to prepare dishes.

Their conversation was very short. Cheng Zhenzhen, who had just entered the room, didn't know what happened, but felt that the atmosphere was inexplicably oppressive and a bit dull.

When he saw Shen Zhou going downstairs, he was even more puzzled: "You came back so early."

"The company will leave first if there is nothing to do. Do your hands still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, it's just a little blister, and it's almost healed."

Shen Zhou nodded, not saying he believed it, nor did he say he didn't believe it.

Probably to reward Cheng Zhenxin who has been busy all morning, the dinner is very rich, which makes some people who are emo because of cooking a little more comfortable.

After filling his stomach and taking off his clothes to take a bath, Cheng Zhenzhen was worrying about what to do with the bandages when there was a sudden knock on the door.

He put on his shirt and pants and opened the door: "Who is it...Shen Zhou, do you need me?"

Shen Zhou said "um", "Is it convenient to go in?"

Cheng Zhenzhen turned his head to look, and found that he was in a hurry to open the door just now, and he only had time to wear a T-shirt and jeans, without underwear, so he said, "Wait for me for a minute."

He turned around and ran back, wanting to throw his underwear into the laundry basket, but now Shen Zhou was standing at the door, if he went to the bathroom, he would definitely be seen.

I had no choice but to find a place to hide first.He lifted the quilt, stuffed his underpants inside, and buried them carefully like a burial. Finally, he showed the etiquette for hospitality and shouted to the door: "It's all right."

I didn't look carefully just now, but after Shen Zhou came in, Cheng Zhenxin realized that he was holding a cotton swab, bandage and ointment in his hand. Judging from the packaging, it should be the scald ointment he had used during the day.

"You came here to give me medicine."

"Reciprocity," Shen Zhou asked, "Have you taken a bath yet?"

"Just getting ready to wash," Cheng Zhen pointed to the bedside table, "Put it there, I'll finish washing."

Shen Zhou didn't answer, walked to the side of the bed, and sat directly on his bed.

And it happened to be the place to bury the underwear.

This action...how should I put it, is somewhere between polite and impolite.The high school roommate was too lazy to go to the upper bunk and often stayed on his bed, including when Han Yu went to Cheng's house to play and forgot the time, and the two of them disliked each other and slept overnight.

But that's all based on the fact that they are good friends and brothers.

He and Shen Zhou... don't know how to describe it, but they are still at a relatively... unfamiliar level.

The most important thing is—brother, don't you feel that there is something under your buttocks, making you panic?

Cheng Zhenzhen thought about his words, and reminded him tactfully, "Shen Zhou, that's my bed."

Shen Zhou was watching the futures market, raised his eyes and glanced at him: "Cheng Zhenxin, you are my legal spouse."

"..."

Cheng Zhen has nothing to say.

All right, sit down as you want.

I can't kill you!

Couldn't drive away, couldn't talk and talk, Cheng Zhenxin had no choice but to carry the clean clothes and went into the bathroom silently.

He was a little tired today, he was going to take a good bath, and the red wine was all sobered up, but that pair of underwear was like a ticking time bomb, which might detonate at any moment.This caused him to lose interest in taking a bath, turned on the shower, and rinsed a few times indiscriminately.

When she packed up and went out, Shen Zhou still maintained the previous state, and Cheng Zhenxin dropped half of his heart hanging in the air, and shouted: "Hey, I'm done washing."

As if Shen Zhou didn't hear it, he remained motionless.

"I can apply medicine after washing."

Shen Zhou remained motionless.

won't fall asleep...

Cheng Zhenzhen walked over, stretched out his hand and waved in front of Shen Zhou's eyes: "I said, I'm done washing."

"Oh," Shen Zhou put down the phone, and said in a light tone, "So you called me."

Cheng Zhenzhen wanted to say, "Who else is in the room besides you", and then realized that Shen Zhou was not deaf, how could he not be able to hear.

He is disliking himself for not being able to call people.

But Cheng Zhenzhen really didn't know what to call Shen Zhou, he couldn't call out that kind of "husband and wife" like an old couple, and he couldn't call out the sticky "Baby Hani".

big head.

Fortunately, Shen Zhou didn't get too entangled in this issue, and hooked his fingers at him: "Come here."

Cheng Zhen walked over as he said.

"Hand out."

Cheng Zhenxin stretched out his injured left forearm.

Shen Zhou helped him roll up the sleeves of his bathrobe, and Cheng Zhenxin looked at the wound with him.Anna's burn ointment worked very well. After one afternoon, more than half of the blisters had disappeared, not as red or swollen as before.

But Shen Zhou said, "There will be a scar."

"It's okay," Cheng Zhenxin didn't care, "I'm not a girl with delicate skin and tender flesh."

Shen Zhou's eyes fell on the wound for a few seconds, and Cheng Zhenxin heard a barely audible sigh.

It seems to be a pity.

...But what is he regretting?

After thinking about it, Cheng Zhenzhen was sure that he must have heard wrong.At this time, Shen Zhou took apart the cotton swab and began to apply the medicine.I was showered with water just now, and the wound was a little painful. After applying the cold ointment, the burning pain was relieved a lot immediately.

Wrapping the gauze tightly around the forearm like at noon, Shen Zhou instructed: "The ointment needs to be applied three times in the morning, noon and evening, so get up early tomorrow."

That meant that he would help him tomorrow morning, but Cheng Zhen quickly refused: "No, I..."

As a result, before he could finish speaking, the other party simply left.

He could wait for 10 minutes for him to take a shower, and he didn't give him a few seconds to say something, Cheng Zhenxin thought, Shen Zhou's patience...is really erratic.

Lock the door, change into clean home clothes, and dry your hair. After a series of procedures, Cheng Zhenzhen belatedly remembered that he hadn't thanked Shen Zhou.

Although he also delivered medicine to Shen Zhou, there was a lot of etiquette. He found out Shen Zhou's WeChat and sent an emoji.

Melon Seeds: [Black Cat Bows.jpg]

Guazi: [Thank you]

SZ: 【Remember to get up early】

Guazi: [I can really apply medicine by myself]

Guazi: [The bad one is the left hand, not the right hand]

Guazi: [When you go to the company, the time is already tight]

Guazi: [Don't worry about me]

Guazi: [Or I can ask my cousin to paint it for me]

When Cheng Zhenzhen was lazy, he didn't like to use his brain, and he habitually thought of saying a sentence, so that as long as the notification sound suddenly jingled in clusters, Shen Zhou would know that Young Master Cheng was coming.

He looked at the messages on the screen, smiled slightly, and switched directly to voice.

Cheng Zhenzhen heard the vibration, immediately turned off the headlights and flew onto the bed, and opened the voice message by the light of the night light:

"You're welcome, I've said it more than once, we are legal spouses."

Yeah, they're legal spouses, so they're supposed to care about each other.

Every time Shen Zhou said this before, Cheng Zhenxin didn't really feel it.But today, it might be because of the bandages on him, he and Shen Zhou seemed to be really... a little closer.

That kind of feeling is quite good, better than being embarrassed all the time, and it is also convenient to implement the next plan.Cheng Zhenxin got into bed, covered his head with the quilt, and smiled for a while.

By the way, when talking about the next step, Cheng Zhen suddenly thought, since he and Shen Zhou are familiar, can they...continue to make dinner appointments?

It has been more than a week since the day of the heavy rain, no matter how big the anger is, it should die down, right?

He quickly got out of bed, holding his mobile phone and flipping his thumbs: [Balloon Man Dancing.gif]

Guazi: 【Okay, I see.Although you are welcome, I still want to express my thanks.Do you have anything to do tomorrow? I heard that Songbei opened a good omakase, let’s try it]

After sending, he lay on the pillow, crossed his calves and waited for a reply.

As a result, the legs were stiff, and the person who was talking a minute ago disappeared completely, and he couldn't even see the prompt [the other party is typing].

Obviously, Shen Zhou didn't reply to him on purpose.

Cheng Zhen was in a hurry: [Do you have anything to reply?]

SZ did not sleep as expected: [Yes]

Melon Seeds: [SpongeBob SquarePants All Ears.jpg]

SZ: [It is best to wash off the underwear as soon as possible, otherwise bacteria will easily grow]

Cheng Zhenxin: "???"

A big fuck popped out of Cheng Zhenxin's head, and he quickly reached out to dig under the quilt, and sure enough, he took out a pair of familiar gold silk-trimmed underwear.

What's even more exasperating is that he pulled it out from the other side of the bed.That is to say, after Shen Zhou felt his butt hurt, he not only pulled it out, but also buried it on the other side very intimately in case he would be embarrassed.

……Ah ah ah ah ah!

I don't care about Mo Ji's eating, and if I don't explain it, I'm afraid I will be regarded as a sloppy melon seed that doesn't pay attention to hygiene.Cheng Zhenzhen hurriedly withdrew the words: [I'm not usually so rough! 】

SZ: [Well, I saw it, it's very delicate]

SZ: [Delicacy from "inside" to outside]

Cheng Zhenxin: "..."

He slowly lay back on the bed, turned off the night light, pulled up the quilt to cover his flushed face.

Cheng Zhenxin died at the age of 26.