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The air pressure has not changed, but the air in the car seems to be a little thinner for no reason.

Yan Mingyang's smile froze on his face.

Xiaotu reacted.

When did Xiaotu react?

I didn't see it!

...

Shen Zui broke off the seal on the red envelope and turned around.

"What's wrong? You're not thinking about when I found out, are you?" He didn't have any expression on his face, but he had already seen through Yan Mingyang's thoughts, "Joke, I'm a professional in acting."

"Actually..." Yan Mingyang smiled helplessly, feeling a little aggrieved in his guilty conscience.His voice slowed down, "My original intention was to let you have a meal together, and I didn't think too much about it."

Shen Zui said nothing.

Seeing this, Yan Mingyang almost raised his hand to swear, "At least I really don't know about the red envelope."

"What?" Shen Zui's expression changed.He covered the red envelope, and said vigilantly, "If you knew, you wouldn't give it to me."

"Didn't you yourself say before that you will give red envelopes during the Chinese New Year?"

"........."

Intoxicated thought was so outrageous and strange, Yan Mingyang was stunned for a while but didn't realize it.

"and many more."

Yan Mingyang stroked his train of thought, and asked tentatively, "You just said that I cheated you, what do you mean?"

Shen Zui tilted his head, and suddenly showed a beautiful smile.He rarely smiled so brightly, like an April day in the mountains.

"Yan Mingyang, do you think I'm a fool?" Shen Zui held up the red envelope in his hand, "It's fine that you tricked me into going home with you for dinner during the Chinese New Year, and even confused the lucky money Uncle Yan gave me with something else."

Yan Mingyang was stunned for a while, only then did he realize that it was right to be intoxicated.

Yan Ting simply regarded Shen Zui as a junior, and it was Yan Mingyang's "unpredictable intentions" that made him think of something else indiscriminately.

Shen Zui seldom saw Yan Mingyang look a little confused and stunned, and he felt a little proud.

"Hey," he patted Yan Mingyang with a red envelope, and said deliberately, "What do you want to be?"

Yan Mingyang came back to his senses.Seeing that Shen Zui was not angry, he simply said with a cheeky face, "Tsk, it's all my fault, I haven't given a cash red envelope for a long time."

"The amount of the meeting gift is usually a bit bigger." Yan Mingyang held Shen Zui's hand again like pinching a chicken's claw, "I didn't see it for a while."

Hearing the words "meeting ceremony", Shen Zui blushed.He twisted his wrist, and instantly slapped Yan Mingyang on the back of his hand, "Shameless."

Yan Mingyang watched the light red bloom on Shen Zui's cheeks from a close distance.He bent his fingers and scratched, "It's probably not the first day you know I'm shameless."

Shen Zui blinked, but did not push Yan Mingyang away.

The car stopped slowly in front of the hotel.The driver stared straight ahead, not daring to glance around.

"Boss Yan, we're here."

The ambiguous atmosphere that was flowing in the back row was broken, broken into countless small particles scattered in the air.

Shen Zui's range of activities was too limited, so he could only dodge his eyes and signal Yan Ming to move away.

Yan Mingyang didn't intend to stop.He frivolously raised his chin slightly at Shen Zui, "Teacher Shen?"

Shen Zui couldn't hang on his face, "What are you doing?"

"Would you like to come to my house for dinner again on New Year's Eve?" Yan Mingyang stretched out a finger and clicked on the red envelope, "Maybe there are still red envelopes to take."

"........."

When getting out of the car, Yan Mingyang had a not-so-obvious red mark on his right face.Its shape is strange, trapezoidal, it should not be made by human hands; at the same time, the color is very light, as if it was done unintentionally.

Shen Zui was pinching the red envelope at the side, his face was even redder than when he was in the car.While waiting for the elevator, his cell phone rang.

"Stupid?" Yan Mingyang caught a glimpse of the name on the screen, "Did you forget to tell him?"

Shen Zui pursed his lips, pressed the connection button, and said in a stagnant tone, "Hello."

"I'm downstairs, I'll go up immediately."

"No. I went to Yan Mingyang's house for dinner."

...

After arriving at the floor where Shen Zui lived, Yan Mingyang also came out together.

Hu Tu is in the corridor, probably waiting to see how Shen Zui is doing.

"You have to tell me when you go out!" Seeing Shen Zui, Hu Tu immediately said earnestly, "In case you,"

Intoxicated and self-aware.But before he could speak, Yan Mingyang had already spoken directly. "Except for my dad, only a neighbor in our building saw Shen Zui today."

"I don't think there's anything wrong with her, but you should pay attention."

"Neighbor?" Hu Tu asked, "Is it just one person?"

Yan Mingyang thought about it seriously, "There is also a dog raised by that neighbor."

"Is there anything else?" Shen Zui had already stuffed the red envelope into his coat pocket.He wanted to slip away as if nothing had happened, "I'll do it if nothing happens,"

"Wait." Yan Mingyang called to stop Shen Zui.There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Will you come to my house for dinner on New Year's Eve?"

Shen Zui put his hands in his pockets, clutching the red envelope.His lips moved, looking back.

Yan Mingyang's home is actually very fascinating.

Yan Mingyang touched the red mark on his right face, and raised his eyebrows at Shen Zui, "How is it, are you coming or not?"

"That," Shen Zui stammered.He knew what it meant to promise to eat on New Year's Eve, which was completely different from today's muddle-headed meal.

"I have to perform on New Year's Eve, so I can leave very late."

"There were so many people at your party," Yan Mingyang said, "Can you stop eating the New Year's Eve dinner?"

After watching on the sidelines for a long time, he finally noticed some subtle changes between Shen Zui and Yan Mingyang.

"That's right," he said proactively, "Even if you are performing, you still have to eat after the end."

"Anyway, it's New Year's Eve, everyone has to watch the year."

The dim light in the corridor was not too bright, and the intoxicated face seemed to be scorched.After an unknown amount of time, he nodded almost imperceptibly.

Yan Mingyang: "Agreed?"

Shen Zui hummed like a mosquito, then immediately entered the room and closed the door.

The surrounding buildings gradually lit up in Chinese red, and there were many more cars on the road than usual.

New Year approached.

Outside.

After watching Shen Zui off, Yan Mingyang rushed back to hide in the house in shame, and then remembered the business, "How about Shen Zui's interview this afternoon?"

"It's okay." Hu Tu said, "I didn't ask any particularly sharp questions."

"What about Shen Zui's answer?" Yan Mingyang asked again, "The official media's interview is still different, it will establish an indelible image for Shen Zui."

"Answer..." Hu Tu thought for a while, "We have prepared most of the questions. The reporter finally asked Shen Zuijue if acting was difficult"

"What?" Yan Mingyang frowned, "What did Shen Zui say?"

"Shen Zui said that he didn't really know how to act before," Hu Tu repeated Shen Zui's words from memory, "and also said that acting is more difficult than acting."

Yan Mingyang returned to his room.He took a cold shower and remembered what Hu Tu said.

For Shen Zui, acting is even more difficult.Yan Mingyang didn't know if Shen Zui accepted the rewritten ending.

But Shen Zui accepted the red envelope and promised to come for dinner on New Year's Eve... These are all good omens.

Yan Mingyang was meditating in the room when his phone suddenly turned on.

Shen Xiaozui: .

Yan Mingyang: ...?

Shen Xiaozui: Come down.

Yan Mingyang jumped up from the bed almost in one stride, faster than rushing to morning self-study in high school.

He thought it was too slow to wait for the elevator, so he went straight up a flight of stairs to the door of Shenzui's room.

Ding dong.

Yan Mingyang rang the doorbell seriously.

Soon the door opened, and Shen Zui poked out a expressionless little head from inside.

"What do you need from me?" Yan Mingyang also tilted his head.

Shen Zui let Yan Mingyang come in, took out a frozen towel from the refrigerator, and put it on the right side of his face.

"Hiss—" Yan Mingyang gasped from the cold.He remembered that he was treated like this when he was beaten by Shen Zui last time.

"You deserved it today." Shen Zui turned around and said, "Who told you not to get out of the car for me."

"This time the mark is very shallow," Yan Mingyang covered himself with the towel, "I guess it won't be seen tomorrow."

"Ah."

The towel was already covered, but Shen Zui didn't say anything to drive Yan Mingyang away.The two each occupied a sofa and were relatively silent in the living room.

"Still reading Du Fu's poetry anthology?" Yan Mingyang caught a glimpse of the book on the tea table between the two of them.

It's in a good position and doesn't look like it was dropped here.

"I don't understand a poem." Shen Zui said solemnly.

"Which one?" Yan Mingyang didn't react yet.He wondered very seriously, "Are there no annotations and translations?"

"........."

Shen Zui turned around, reached out and opened it directly.That page seemed to have been folded many times, and it was easily turned.

"Meng, Li, Bai." He said word by word.