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Shen Yu arrived home at six in the afternoon. As soon as he stepped into the house, he felt a gaze following him, so tense that it seemed that the man would jump up from the sofa in the next second.

Shen Yu paused, he slowly took off his hat and coat, and glanced at the man on the sofa.

He is now able to look at men without any emotional fluctuations.

Only two days left.

If he succeeds, this will be a new and strange world. If he fails, what will Zong Chu do to him?Shen Yu couldn't bring up any emotions anymore, after all, he had experienced all the experiences in his previous life.

The calmer Shen Yu's eyes were, the more gloomy Zong Chu became. He was holding the corner of the sofa with his palms, veins appeared on the back of his hands, but he pretended that nothing had happened, and stood up stretching his tall body.

"I heard you took some money?"

The man asked with a smile, rubbing his jaw twice, staring at the young man without blinking.

Shen Yu didn't feel at a loss, he hung up his clothes naturally, and then walked in, with the same faint smile on his face,

"Yeah, got some cash for my mom."

Zong Chu stared at him all the time, and waited for someone to come to him, and immediately surrounded him with a big bag. The moment he touched Shen Yu, he almost couldn't resist the urge to circle him tightly.

The man stared at a corner, and asked hoarsely, "Why don't you just give her a card, it's convenient."

"Sometimes my mother—is not very good at it." Shen Yu's voice was very weak.

Zong Chu never cared about anything about Ming Meiran before, he just opened one eye and closed the other, and never interfered with Shen Yu's handling of his family's affairs.

When he asked this time, Zong Chu didn't mention the reason, and Shen Yu didn't ask either.

Everything seemed to be the same as usual, and Zong Chu also suppressed a bunch of gloomy and shouldn't have thoughts.

Whenever he thought of those simple and clear methods, his brain frantically warned as if he had experienced it before, which also made Zong Chu pull the brakes on the verge of being uncontrollable.

If he stepped on the accelerator, the result might be more terrifying than anything else, and it was something he couldn't bear.

At night, Zong Chu hugged the person, buried his face on Shen Yu's back, and wrapped his arms around the young man's waist. This is a posture he has become accustomed to recently. He can completely control the person in his arms, and he can feel it as long as he moves. .

"I have something to tell you tomorrow, do you have a job?"

Shen Yu closed his eyes, slightly curled up half of his fingers on the pillow, and said softly, "No."

The man held him tighter, as if he could run away if he loosened up.

Shen Yu couldn't figure out why Zong Chu pursued him so hard.He's not so stupid that he can't tell if feelings exist or not.

Zong Chu likes him, but how can he do those things if he likes a person?

Shen Yu couldn't understand it, and he couldn't understand it anymore, he had already spent his life.

"Tea root—"

"never mind."

Zong Chu wants to say something, he wants to tell Shen Yu not to worry, he can take care of everything, as long as he stays by his side, but he has never said this kind of thing, when he wants to say it, he feels It's so difficult, it's like bowing your head inexplicably.

From another angle, so what if you bow your head?Isn't it wrong to bow to Shen Yu? Didn't he know what he did?

Zong Chu didn't know.

He didn't know what those chaotic scenes that made him angry and flustered were. These strange emotions pushed him to the brink of eruption, so that he didn't have a single moment every day except when he saw Shen Yu. Feel irritable, and this irritability gets worse over time.

The second day was a special day, and it seemed that both of them knew what was going to happen, so the atmosphere was unprecedentedly harmonious in these two days.

Even before Zong Chu went out, Shen Yu smiled at him and said, "Come back early."

Because of this sentence, Zong Chu was in a good mood all day.

He also asked Li De specifically. Li De has a rich relationship history and knows how to make people happy.In the past, Zong Chu didn't use it, and he didn't need to use it, but this time he put some thought into it.

He asked Weichen to prepare a bouquet of flowers to arrange, and because he still didn't want Shen Yu to leave his sight, Zong Chu set the location at the Qingde Mansion, where Shen Yu and he would move in in a week or two.

The old housekeeper, Uncle De, was also requisitioned.

Zong Chu has made a big fuss this time. He has already notified the Xia family about his resignation, and he was very decisive. He didn't even see Xia Shiran. I heard that the young master of the Xia family went to the Zong family's old house for three or four times. , Every time I go back in a daze.

The man seemed to have made up his mind, and there was no room for politeness with irrelevant people.

Uncle De was quite happy.

He met Shen Yu a few times, and thought he was very nice and had a good temper. This time Zong Chu was able to calm down, and he even had the cheek to think that Shen Yu was more suitable than Xia Shiran.

Of course, he would never say this, but it took a lot of thought to clean it up.

Shen Yu was picked up at four o'clock in the afternoon, and Uncle De was already waiting outside in the same crisp suit he had worn in his previous life.

The old man from four years ago was as energetic as if he was ten years younger.

When Shen Yu got out of the car, looking at the familiar mansion, he realized for a moment that everything was exactly the same by accident.

The old butler led him in respectfully and politely. The pianist and the invited chef were already ready.

Putting these sentiments on Zong Chu, it was even a bit bizarre.

Shen Yu touched the red cloth on the complicated dining table, the corners of his mouth curved.

He said to the old housekeeper: "I have just learned how to mix wine, do you have the materials?"

"Of course there is!"

The old housekeeper squinted his eyes and replied.

He guided Shen Yu to the dining area. Several chefs were already preparing the ingredients, and when they saw someone, they nodded their heads.

Shen Yu greeted them one by one.

The place the old butler brought him was the innermost place, and everything was indeed complete.

"Look, if you need anything else, just call me and I'll make arrangements."

The old man was steady and gentle as always, Shen Yu looked at him, wanting to say something, but finally put down his hand in vain.

Everything seems to have not changed, but in fact it is not the last life.

To him, the old housekeeper was just a strange old man.

Shen Yu suddenly felt inexpressibly depressed.

Doing it all over again, can he really earn the freedom he didn't have in his previous life?

In order to suit the atmosphere, the wine glasses are also complicated goblets. What Shen Yu said is not a lie, he did learn how to mix wine.

Of course, it can only be simple fur, mixed with spicy and stimulating, and there is no other taste.

The white powder was crushed into the cup, and the light emitted a dazzling light. The slender knuckles held the cup, shook it, and then the last bit of powder disappeared.

Shen Yu looked at the cup quietly.

He knew that he had a chance to accomplish this.Zong Chu never defended against him.

He suddenly felt a little funny, he didn't know whether it was because of the most trustworthy relationship between the two of them despite countless railings and countless personal fates, or because of something else.

Zong Chu arrived late.

He cleaned it up on purpose.

After the meeting, the secretary didn't even react immediately when he heard the man's order.

When did Zong Chu care about his appearance?He is already big enough to meet people, and no one can make him tidy up in detail.

Thinking of the recent rumors, the secretary tensed up, and hurried to make arrangements without saying a word.

Zong Chu's domineering manner is no longer serious. When he is serious, he looks scary, especially when his mood changes in the past two days.

The costumer was trembling at first, but later the man told him to look "gentle-tempered" with a dark face. This contrast encouraged the costumer to choose a white casual dress for Zong Chu with his eyes closed. Clothes.

The dress is very handsome, but it is white, and Zong Chu has never worn it except in high school.

He looked in the mirror for a while, but he always felt that it was too soft for him, especially when Li De almost howled when he slapped his paws.

Zong Chu's face darkened, Li De put away his smile in a second, and said dryly: "Old Zong, but you said it yourself, you can't lose your temper today."

The man forced his pressure back, and finally settled on this white one.

Calculating, Shen Yu seems to have never seen him wear this color.

Clothiers better hope this dress works.

Zong Chu was calm on the surface, but in essence he still had a strange tension.

Especially when it was time to open the door, Shen Yu couldn't stay idle. He was in the kitchen watching the chef cooking, and he was still a little lost in sight. He would help out from time to time. He might use these skills in the future.

The closer he was to leaving, the calmer his state of mind became.

When the door was opened from the outside, Shen Yu was walking towards the dining table on the second floor. Hearing the sound, he turned his head from top to bottom.

The man was wearing casual clothes, and his sharp-edged face had an unnatural expression. He locked onto Shen Yu on the stairs at first glance, and when he saw him looking over, he put his fist against his lips and coughed.

Shen Yu grasped the plate stiffly.

Zong Chu now is exactly the same as the young man he met for the first time.

He was a little out of his wits.

For a moment, the memories that Shen Yu forcibly concealed crowded in.

He is also unwilling.

If Zong Chu had a soft heart, how could he have chosen that ending in his previous life.

He wants to be sensible.

He wants to be sensible.

Shen Yu took a deep breath, pressing back all the chaotic memories.

He said to the man, "Sir."

Zong Chu hummed, he coughed, and his expression became a little more comfortable. Seeing that Shen Yu was holding something in his hand, he frowned: "If they can't do it, what are you doing?"

"Just walk around, otherwise there is nothing else to do."

Zong Chu paused.

The meaning in Shen Yu's words was obvious, and his face darkened for a second.

However, Shen Yu seemed to be talking, the corners of his mouth slightly bent, and his feet lifted lightly.

Zong Chu stared at him, and the irritability in his heart began to surge again, and even his head began to split in severe pain.

Pressing his forehead with his big palm, he suppressed all the temper that shouldn't be there, and followed behind Shen Yu.

The dining table is well arranged, only a gleam of light is reflected on the table, Shen Yu is arranging the dishes that can be served in advance on the table, the light is a dozen, and his cold white skin is softened.

Zong Chu watched, and suddenly the surging emotions calmed down.

He glanced at the two glasses on the table, "wine?"

Zong Chu walked over, Shen Yu's expression remained unchanged, he cleared the table, sat down as well, and said, "Well, the alcohol content is not high, I adjusted it."

"You tuned it?"

This actually aroused Zong Chu's interest, and he accepted it if he originally wanted to take it down.

Shen Yu was not in good health, at least they would not touch alcohol at home, Zong Chu took him out, and strictly prohibited Shen Yu from touching those alcoholic things.

He picked up a glass and shook it, the light blue liquor glowed with a psychedelic warm glow under the light.

Zong Chu took a sip, frowned, and looked up at Shen Yu: "Stop drinking, you're too high."

Shen Yu seemed to let go in disappointment, Zong Chu couldn't see him like this, held back a few times, and said in a bad tone: "Then I can only have one sip."

The man from four years ago was more or less impulsive and childish, and he was also very talkative.

Shen Yu didn't really want to drink, he just felt that he needed to numb himself.

For leaving, but also for the unknown future.

The atmosphere was just right, Shen Yu took a sip, his face turned half red, his eyes were still clear, with some cold light, matching his flushed face, he looked extremely——

provoking.

Zong Chu couldn't sit still.

He didn't quite know how to speak - after all, for this kind of thing, he felt safe when preparing, but in actual operation, he always felt that some steps were missing, as if he was neglecting others.

Zong Chu was a little restless.

Shen Yu raised his eyes to see him in this state, and stroked the rim of the goblet twice with his fingers.

He glanced at the cup that the man had been holding in his hand but didn't move, barely suppressed a little panic, and lowered his eyes.

"I respect sir, thank you for your care this year."

The cups collided softly.

Shen Yu couldn't drink it down, his arm was stopped by a man, and he took the cup away with a big palm.

Zong Chu frowned and looked at him: "I told you I can only have one sip, plain water or fruit juice."

Shen Yu paused, he wanted to say something, but he didn't need to speak, the two glasses of wine all went to Zong Chu's stomach.

The wine was cold, Zong Chu's expression didn't change, the glass was empty, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, calmed down, and looked at Shen Yu.

He seemed to be about to say something.

Shen Yu was still standing, and he looked at Zong Chu motionlessly. The man's eyes were clear, and he seemed to be a little entangled in it.

What is he trying to say?

Shen Yu pursed his lips lightly.

"Chagen, will you marry me?"

"I mean—the kind that last a lifetime."