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After a brief silence, Zhou Jun nodded, as if he acknowledged it.
Seeing that he had nothing to say, Meng Shuyu tilted his head and closed his eyes.
You know what, sitting in this boss seat really feels like a waste of keeping my eyes open.
As Meng Shuyu closed his eyes to rest, there was no sound in the car at all.
After sitting quietly for a while, someone in the front row suddenly asked, "Do you want to listen to the song?"
In the past, she felt that the atmosphere was too stuffy and uncomfortable, and when she wanted to listen to some music to relax herself, someone always refused her request as if it was none of her business, as if she would rather the car was quieter than the funeral hall.
Meng Shuyu sneered in his heart and said without even opening his eyes: "Then let's sing "You Have a Day Too", thank you."
Zhou Jun took his hand off the center console and paused, then nodded: "You're welcome."
The car drove all the way towards Wangjiang Mansion.
Each song was like a gusher of paint, colorful and rushing straight to Zhou Jun's face.
From "You Have a Day Too" - "You deserve it, you deserve it, you can finally understand what cause and effect is, you can finally learn the lesson you taught me."
To "What Kind of Man" - "What kind of man are you, what kind of man are you, she will meet a better man."
Then to "GQ" - "You can only be glorious in your own territory, but you are nothing to me. Don't even think about getting anything from me. You are pretending to be something important."
Meng Shuyu felt refreshed all the way, and almost had a night of dancing in the back seat.
When I arrived at the station, I even felt a little regretful that I didn’t have enough time to share more good songs with Zhou Jun.
The car stopped downstairs of the apartment building.
Zhou Jun got out of the car, opened the back door, and raised his hand to block the edge of the car above Meng Shuyu's head.
Meng Shuyu picked up his bag, bent down, and turned to walk towards the apartment.
"Weekend—" Zhou Jun suddenly spoke while looking at her back.
Meng Shuyu turned around, his eyes clearly showing what it meant to humiliate yourself if you ever make an invitation.
Zhou Jun paused and continued, "Have a good rest. If you need someone to pick up a package, cook, or drive, he made a phone gesture and said, "Call me."
Although Zhou Jun's self-positioning was quite accurate, Meng Shuyu had only heard what he said and did not want Zhou Jun to disturb her weekend, even if she asked him to be a courier, a nanny, or a driver.
Before, I wanted to eat some hot meals because I was sick and didn’t have the energy to pick up the express. Now I can do everything myself, so why should he get in the way
Meng Shuyu has no special plans this weekend, so he wants to stay at home and recuperate.
She had just been sick, and eating six takeout meals in two days was a bit too much, so she planned to cook several meals.
Early Saturday morning, Meng Shuyu opened the refrigerator and found that there was no fresh food at home again. He decided to go to the supermarket to buy some food. He picked up a few clothes to change into, looked at his oily hair, put on a baseball cap to cover it, and went out.
On sunny days in autumn, it is warm and pleasant to walk on the road.
Meng Shuyu deliberately did not take a car. He walked all the way there carrying an environmentally friendly canvas bag. He felt like taking selfies because of the sun, so he walked along the green belt outside the community, raised his phone and took a few photos with the front camera.
An autumn sweatshirt, a summer floral skirt, and thick dad shoes, this mixed-season outfit that doesn't require any thought can still look so beautiful even with no makeup on.
Meng Shuyu, you are worthy of it.
Opening WeChat, Meng Shuyu sent these selfies to her parents who gave her beauty, and her best friend who was good at praising her beauty, and then walked to the supermarket in a good mood.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived at the supermarket entrance, I saw an unappetizing black car and a man getting out of the driver's seat.
Although the man was dressed a little casually today, wearing just a black sweatshirt and casual pants, which was very different from his usual shirt and trousers, Meng Shuyu still recognized him at a glance.
Meng Shuyu paused and the smile on his face fell.
Zhou Jun saw the person behind him through the rearview mirror, standing straight and turning around.
Across from the groups of aunties, Meng Shuyu looked at Zhou Jun coldly: "This is boring."
Zhou Jun blinked slowly, walked forward, picked up the phone, flipped through it a few times, and turned the screen to show her.
Chat record at 7:30 in the morning -
Tan Qin: My sister is in Hangzhou today and asked me to have lunch with her at noon. Would you like to come along
Zhou Jun: Busy.
Tan Qin: What are you busy with? Why are you here to get scolded
Zhou Jun: Well, let’s go to the supermarket first.
"… "
At 7:30, Meng Shuyu didn't even get out of bed. Let alone following her, even if he could communicate with her telepathically, he couldn't sense that she would come to the supermarket today.
So this was indeed a pure chance encounter.
"Then I was wrong about you?" Meng Shuyu looked up and glanced at him.
Zhou Jun thought for a moment and said, "This is a reasonable guess based on my past behavior. I can't be wrong. You can blame me."
You are self-aware then.
Meng Shuyu pressed down the baseball cap on her head to cover her face, turned around and walked towards the supermarket. Just as she was about to pull the cart, a hand grabbed the handle faster than her.
Zhou Jun raised his other hand and gestured to himself: "Everyone is here, use it."
Meng Shuyu was too lazy to negotiate with him. He treated him as air and walked forward on his own, first going to the vegetable area.
Thinking about trying to make some stir-fried green beans for lunch, she stood in front of a pile of green beans and looked at the packaging date on each box.
"This box is fresh," Zhou Jun pointed to the box next to him, "the one over there is old."
Meng Shuyu glanced at him, picked up the box of green beans, looked at it, and put it in the cart in his hand.
"Remember to remove the stems before frying, boil them in water first, and fry them thoroughly, otherwise they will easily cause poisoning."
"." Meng Shuyu looked at him again, picked up the box of green beans and prepared to put it back.
Zhou Jun smiled and stopped him: "Buy it and I'll make it for you."
Meng Shuyu closed his eyes and let out a deep breath.
Meng Shuyu, the only shortcoming of yours is that you can’t cook very well.
Picking and choosing along the way, passing the vegetable area and then to the meat area, Meng Shuyu heard Zhou Jun say behind him, "This piece is easy to cut" and "This piece is evenly fat and lean." In the end, he didn't want to struggle anymore, so he frowned and waved his hand, telling him to stop talking and just watch and take.
After buying meat and vegetables, he arrived at the snack area. Finally, he didn't have to listen to Zhou Jun's "know-it-all" anymore. Meng Shuyu took a sweeping posture and swept the bags of puffed food directly into the cart.
Suddenly, I heard a male voice behind me: "Buy less junk food, it's not healthy!"
Then a female voice said, "Is mental health unimportant? Can't I be happy eating puffed food? Look, boyfriends don't care if their girlfriends eat puffed food, they buy a cart of it without saying a word!"
Meng Shuyu paused in his movement of sweeping fallen leaves and glanced at Zhou Jun's cart filled with potato chips, shrimp sticks and onion rings.
Zhou Jun raised his eyebrows and made a please gesture to her, indicating that she should continue to take it.
"Then don't you see how thin his girlfriend is?"
"After all this time, you think I'm fat, right? Then why don't you look at how tall other people's boyfriends are?"
"No, no, no," Meng Shuyu turned around and raised his palm to the two of them, "Don't create anxiety about appearance. You're missing the point."
The couple was stunned.
Meng Shuyu pointed at Zhou Jun: "The point is, this guy is not my boyfriend, he has no right to interfere."
"…" Zhou Juan was silent for a moment, then smiled and nodded at the two of them, "She's right."
When checking out at the checkout counter, Meng Shuyu realized that her desire to shop today was a little too strong. Her eco-friendly canvas bag was only enough to hold one-third of the goods, so she had to buy two more shopping bags for the rest.
After confirming at the cashier that the three bags were her spoils, Meng Shuyu asked Zhou Jun: "Aren't you here to shop in the supermarket?"
"Yeah." Zhou Jun nodded.
"So what are you going to buy?"
"I don't have anything to buy."
Meaning that he went to the supermarket just to buy things for her.
Meng Shuyu blinked, said "Oh", picked up the canvas bag and turned around.
Zhou Jun picked up the remaining two shopping bags and followed her, and also took the canvas bag in her hand.
Meng Shuyu's hands lightened and he turned to look at him.
"The weather is nice. If you want to take a walk back, give these to me." Zhou Jun explained.
Meng Shuyu looked down at the three heavy bags in his hands and walked out.
Just like when he came, Meng Shuyu walked along the sidewalk, feeling light and confident, except that there was a tail beside him.
An idle person who has a car but doesn't drive it and has too much energy to use - Meng Shuyu defined him as this and took out his mobile phone to look at it.
Her best friend who was good at praising her beauty had sent her a message half an hour ago.
Meng Shuyu clicked on the voice chat, and Chen Xing's exclamation came through the speaker: "Oh my God, Meng Shuyu, you haven't washed in the past few days?"
Feeling a sudden gaze coming from the side, Meng Shuyu pulled the baseball cap on his head tightly to cover his grease.
After pressing it, he strangely let go.
Why does she still care about Zhou Jun's opinion
Anyway, he was a blind jerk when she washed her hair every day.
Meng Shuyu snorted and picked up the phone to reply to the voice message: "Why do I need to wash my hair when I go to the supermarket?"
"Oh, I was shopping in the supermarket. I was wondering why you didn't reply to me for so long. Are you home now?"
"Not yet, on the way."
Chen Xing on the other end probably heard the sound of her walking: "Then you walk first, we'll talk later."
"No need, there are coolies."
"What? You and Zhou Jun are back together again?"
Zhou Jun turned his head and looked over.
Meng Shuyu sneered: "You're overthinking it. How could I let the person I like do hard labor for me?"
—I can’t ask the girl I like to drive to pick me up in the rain.
The high and low male and female voices overlapped across time and space, and Zhou Jun heard the sound of headache again.
Two days later, Monday night.
Tan Qin sat in Zhou Jun's office and saw him sitting alone in an office chair facing the computer. He then looked across at the general manager's office and saw Meng Shuyu also busy at his workstation alone.
Even though they were the only superior and subordinate pair working overtime on the entire eighth floor, they had no communication at all.
To be precise, Meng Shuyu didn't want to have any communication with Zhou Jun.
It was as if even if this was the only man left in the world, she wouldn't want to be with him.
Seeing Zhou Jun at a loss, Tan Qin shook his head and said, "I asked you out on the weekend but you didn't come out. You should have made some progress. I accepted being abandoned by you, but you haven't made any progress. What's the point of just being a licker if you don't flirt?"
Zhou Jun looked outside, then said silently, "I know."
He knew that he was now like a disarmed soldier, without any weapons in his hands to please her.
But he threw away the weapon himself.
Last Monday, when Meng Shuyu fell ill, he was very sure before he said those words by her bedside that she would not believe his "wolf cry" again.
But even if she doesn't believe it, he still has to express his attitude.
She couldn't listen to his confession, but she could always listen to his reminders - she had the support of the headquarters and Mr. Cai, so she could get angry at him as her boss.
The most important purpose of the long speech that day was just to take the gun from her hand, help her load the bullet, and let her point the gun at him.
He stood there, no longer taking up his weapon, until she thought the damage she had done was repaired.
But in this way, by the time she puts away her gun, he, who has been unarmed for so long, may no longer be the person she likes.
Just like Meng Shuyu said, he is a calm person.
So he clearly knew that this was not going to be good for him.
It's very unfavorable, but there is no other way.
Tan Qin looked at him and said, "You know what's going on? By then, she will be less angry and feel better. She won't be interested in you anymore."
"That's all we can do..." Zhou Jun smiled, "Just accept it."
Tan Qin glanced at the sky outside, moved his chair and stood up: "Okay, I'll go first. At least you can still be a driver for someone later."
Zhou Jun nodded, waited for Tan Qin to leave, continued to hold the mouse, and occasionally glanced at the general manager's office outside to confirm that Meng Shuyu was still at his workstation.
It was late at night and the time slowly passed nine o'clock. After a quarter of an hour of over-engagement in work, Zhou Jun looked up and found that the lights in the general manager's office had been turned off and no one was there.
Zhou Jun turned off the computer, picked up his coat and went out.
Passing the restroom, I suddenly heard a familiar female voice—
"You mean, you've given in to Zhou Jun now?"
It was the voice of Meng Shuyu's best friend coming from the speaker of the mobile phone.
The author has something to say: Xiao Zhou is heartbroken.
The lyrics quoted in this chapter are from Jolin Tsai's "You Also Have a Day", Jay Chou's "What Kind of Man Are You", and Lola Coca's "GQ".