true lie

Cheng Zhenxin has a bad habit that can't be changed-protecting food.No matter whether he is the protagonist or an outsider, as long as Shen Zhou is still on his household registration book, he cannot tolerate Ji Chuan for a day.

He took a deep breath, tried his best to adjust his expression, and quickly walked over to hold Shen Zhou's arm: "When did you arrive? I went to the bathroom just now."

"Not long ago," Shen Zhou smiled, "Is the auction starting soon?"

Seeing Shen Zhou's expression, Ji Chuan was visibly startled.From the time he met Shen Zhou at the competition training camp in the second year of high school to his college classmate for four years, over six years, he has seen almost every expression of Shen Zhou.

Conscientiousness when making models, laxity when just waking up, carelessness when slipping away in class, concentration when thinking about problems...

But he was the only one who had never seen Shen Zhou smile at anyone, so much that even his eyes were full of love.

Shen Zhou really really likes Cheng Zhenxin.

But he was just stunned for a moment, and Ji Chuan resumed his previous expression: "The auction will start in 3 minutes, Shen Zhou, hurry up and eat something, so as not to be hungry later."

"Thank you for your concern," Cheng Zhenzhen snapped before Shen Zhou could reply, "Let me see what Ji Chuan brought you...golden silk rolls, hibiscus pastries...you don't seem to like these eat it?"

During college, in order to get close to Shen Zhou, Ji Chuan often asked Shen Zhou to have dinner together.In his impression, these two meals are light and not greasy, which should be in line with Shen Zhou's taste.

Ji Chuan wanted to say "Shen Zhou likes it", but before he could open his mouth, he saw Shen Zhou put down the plate and nodded: "Well, I don't like it."

"I brought you your favorite food." Cheng Zhenzhen was very satisfied with the result of his nonsense, "Come on, let's find a seat first."

After speaking, he directly dragged Shen Zhou into the venue.

Ji Chuan stood where he was, looking at the untouched food on the plate, his nails digging deep into the palm of his hand.

Cheng's father and Cheng's mother were also invited to this charity dinner, but unfortunately the pair of mandarin ducks flew to Europe for Christmas a few days ago, so they couldn't come, only Cheng Zhenzhen and Shen Zhou were left at the table belonging to the Cheng family.

The two chose to sit at an angle where they could see the main stage, and found that there were few people at their table, so Han Yu also sneaked over to join in the fun and sat on Cheng Zhenxin's right.

As usual, the beginning was the host's warm-up session. Cheng Zhenxin felt drowsy, and before he closed his eyes, someone suddenly grabbed his fingers.

Shen Zhou pinched his fingertips under the table: "Why is it so cold?"

Is it because of your old lover?

Cheng Zhenxin sneered inwardly: "Maybe it's because I just washed my hands in the bathroom."

So Shen Zhou opened his palm, wrapped his whole hand, and pulled towards him.

The seats in the entire venue are stepped, and their positions are in the first row, and the guests behind them can see all the slight movements.Cheng Zhenxin hurriedly stopped: "In public places, don't move around casually."

Shen Zhou: "But I don't think the person I'm holding me in public is not breaking the law."

What is "your person", Cheng Zhenxin said dissatisfiedly: "I am not your person, whoever you want to lead."

Yo, this is unhappy and lost his temper.

Shen Zhou thought for a few seconds, but he couldn't think of anything he did today that made him angry.The hand tightened more and more tightly: "Then I am your man."

"Of course you belong to me," Cheng Zhen raised his eyebrows, "You are now on my household registration book, and I am the head of the household, and you are the only one on the second page, do you know?"

"Understood." Shen Zhou tightened the corners of his lips, "Dear head of the household, can you allow me to warm your hands?"

Cheng Zhenxin: "..."

Cheng Zhenxin waved his hands like a master, leaned back: "Warm up."

"Thank you."

It may be because he just came in from the outside, the temperature on Shen Zhou's body is not high, and the palms are wide and dry, which can well drive away the coldness in his heart.

Just when the host finished warming up, Cheng Zhenzhen sat up straight and began to look at the first lot.

But no matter how upright he was sitting, he felt that someone was staring at him from behind, which made him uncomfortable, and he really felt what it means to have a thorn on his back.

He couldn't help it anymore, turned his head and looked around, and saw words such as "The young master of the Cheng family is so good-looking and wants to make friends with him, woo woo woo", "The man on the left of the young master is so expensive, let's get to know him, maybe he can make friends." Give me some resources", "The family is still sitting in the first row of the venue during the marriage process. Why do you have to be handsome? This deformed Vanity Fair", "Shen Zhou is really pinching the Cheng family to such an extent that they have to hold hands at a dinner party. It's sticky"...and a series of complex expressions.

and Ji Chuan.

Seeing his gaze sweeping over, Ji Chuan, who was sitting in the middle, smiled at him with a friendly expression, like an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.

"Hey, really, what are you looking at?"

Finding that he was absent-minded, Han Yu looked back with him.

"It's nothing."

Cheng Zhenxin withdrew his gaze, frowned, and took his hand from Shen Zhou's.

The auction was still in progress, Cheng Zhenxin looked at it for a while, but couldn't find anything he was interested in, so he just raised a sign and bought a bottle of Fat Tiger's red wine as a thank you for the hospitality of the hot spring hotel a while ago.

Immediately afterwards, the host pushed out a tray with a dark green pen on it.Cheng Zhenxin's eyes widened: "Han Yu, help me to see, is that the limited edition of the W family in 09?"

"...Hiss, it seems to be," Han Yu looked at it for a long time, "I remember you have been looking for it for a long time, and there is nowhere to find it. It didn't take much effort to get it."

Cheng Zhenzhen has been looking for this one for a long time.When he was a student, he belonged to the type of "poor student with a lot of stationery". He was so-so in his studies, but he loved collecting stationery. When he had a lot of pens, he had to put them in a storage box.

As the most classic series of the W family, the annual limited edition fountain pen Cheng Zhenxin buys it every year, but the one in 09 was accidentally lost, and he couldn't get it after looking for someone everywhere. .

Although pens are rarely used nowadays, Cheng Zhenxin still couldn't help his eyes light up when he saw it - this is a common problem of collectors and hoarders.

He was gearing up, intending to use his ability to quickly take it down.At this time, the host said: "The next item on the stage is product No. 23 - a limited-edition fountain pen of the W family in 09. The donor is Mr. Ji Chuan from Hongcheng Capital. The starting price is 2 yuan. Interested bidders can bid."

The donor, Ji Chuan... Could it be such a coincidence.

Cheng Zhenzhen's hand holding the number plate paused for a moment, then put it back to its original position calmly.

No matter how scarce Ji Chuan's things are, he doesn't want them.

As a result, he just took out his mobile phone and planned to swipe the video to pass this part, when he saw the man on the left holding up his number plate: "20."

The market price of the most expensive fountain pen in the W family is only a few hundred yuan. Cheng Zhen looked at Shen Zhou in surprise—how much do you love Ji Chuan to increase the price tenfold?

However, before he could finish his surprise, another man raised his sign and said, "40".The seat is adjacent to Ji Chuan, probably one of the bosses of Hongcheng Capital, who wants to support his own people.

If it is an ordinary lot, in order to give face to the other party, this situation of doubling and doubling should no longer be raised.Shen Zhou acted as if he didn't hear it, and directly doubled it: "80."

"Then I will offer 100 million..."

Just like this, the price was increased and the price was increased, doubled and doubled, and the venue that had been deserted since the beginning of the auction was getting more and more heated by them.The guests whispered to each other, asking about the identities of the two men, who was the owner of the auction, and what was their relationship.

Cheng Zhenxin's heart kept sinking and sinking, as if the noise had nothing to do with him, he was thrown alone on the top of the mountain, and a gust of wind could blow him to pieces.

If there is another strand, it will fall into the abyss, and its body will be smashed to pieces, forever lost.

The auction was finally sold at 460 million yuan, which fell into the hands of Shen Zhou.Ordinary pens can be photographed nearly 500 million, which can be described as a big deal, just for the beauty to smile.

Shen Zhou nodded to another bidder.In fact, if the other party hadn't given up first, the price might not have been raised to any extent.In the final analysis, the other party was still not firm enough to think that Ji Chuan and a fountain pen could be worth thousands of 800 million yuan, and finally fulfilled him.

The other party also nodded to him, his eyes full of appreciation.

Young people can fight for what they want regardless of their status and mercilessly.

After the two made eye contact, Shen Zhou turned to Cheng Zhenxin, and suddenly remembered: "By the way, you said you brought my favorite snack, where is it?"

Only then did Cheng Zhenxin wake up from the feeling of falling to the top, took a deep breath, and said in a flat tone, "I lied, I didn't bring it."

Shen Zhou was stunned for a moment, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "You think I wasted money?"

"Anyway, it wasn't me who put down my dignity and stepped in the door in order to raise funds for the company. I have nothing to dislike. Whoever slaps a swollen face to pretend to be fat knows it in his heart."

"..." Shen Zhou was helpless.

I don't know where such a big anger came from.

This state lasted until the end of the normal dinner party. No matter what topic Shen Zhou was looking for, Cheng Zhenxin was very angry and angry.It was inconvenient to speak in public, so Shen Zhou decided to let it go and comfort the other party after returning home.

Cheng Zhenxin picked up Han Yu when he came, and naturally had to send him back when he left.After Shen Zhou swiped his card to get the pen, he drove around to Han Yu's house again, and when he finally arrived at his home, the hour hand had reached 10:[-] pm, and there were only [-] minutes left before Christmas.

Zhao Dan had already fallen asleep and left a night light for them in the entrance. The two of them took off their shoes and entered the house. Shen Zhou called Cheng Zhenxin to stop him: "Wait until you take a bath, I have something to tell you."

"I'll talk about it tomorrow. I'm sleepy and want to sleep."

"It doesn't take up your rest time, about three to five minutes. Or..." Shen Zhou held the back of Cheng Zhenxin's neck, rubbed his thumb gently, his voice was low and soft, revealing a little ambiguity, "Tonight You live in my room."

In normal times, Cheng Zhenxin has already started to straighten up.

But today he slapped Shen Zhou's arm off, and went upstairs without looking back: "I'm not interested, go to sleep."

Shen Zhou: "..."

Shen Zhou stood at the same spot, watching the other party's shadow gradually disappearing in the darkness, recalled what he did from beginning to end for the second time today, and came to the same conclusion as before, that he did nothing wrong.

Including later, when Cheng Zhenxin didn't want him to eat other people's food, he didn't eat it, and he was hungry all night, until his stomach hurt at the end.

He bent down, picked up Cheng Zhenxin's kicked shoes and put them in the shoe cabinet, shook off Cheng Zhenxin's casual clothes on the sofa and hung them in the closet, and then found a gift box when he was packing the car keys.

The gift box is small, wrapped in black wrapping paper, tied with an orange bow, and a sticker with the words "Merry Christmas" is pasted on the corner.

Judging from the clumsy way of tying the bow, nine out of ten it was done by a certain young master.

This size, inside is a watch or jewelry.

Shen Zhou smiled, picked up the gift box, and went up to the second floor.

There was a faint sound of running water from the opposite side, Cheng Zhenzhen should be taking a bath.Shen Zhou went back to the master bedroom first, found out the box prepared a few days ago, wiped the pen carefully from the beginning to the end, and gently put it into the box.

Compared with Cheng Dashao's, this Christmas gift seemed a bit crude.In fact, he thought about sending him off, rings, earrings, or directly buying a house and sports car, but Cheng Zhenxin already had those things himself, and he was more than sincere, but he was not enough. Fortunately, he came across this pen today, and finally found something that Cheng Zhenxin really liked. thing.

After putting it on, the sound of the water also stopped when he was lying on his side. He calculated the time to get dressed, held the pen behind his back with his left hand, knocked on the door of the other party with his right hand, and shook the black gift box in front of the other party: "I found it in the middle of the tea table." , did you drop it?"

Cheng Zhenzhen paused for a few seconds while wiping her hair, and said "um": "It should be a gift from the brand, but I forgot to bring it up, thank you."

"It's really from the brand?" Shen Zhou pretended to be disappointed, "I thought you were going to give me a Christmas present."

"You're thinking too much, I've never held a foreign festival, give it to me."

With that said, Cheng Zhenxin snatched the watch box from Shen Zhou's hand and slammed the door hard.

"Clang-clang-clang-"

The clock rang three times, and this year's Christmas passed quietly.

Shen Zhou stood on the spot, facing the door, and said silently: "Cheng Zhenxin, Merry Christmas."