It is impossible for Shen Liang to write nonsense in this life, absolutely impossible, it is a bloody betrayal.
He moved the shoulder that was bitten by Shao Quhan, looked down at his fist, and was wondering if punching this damn system would hurt his hand, when the alarm clock on the corner of the table suddenly rang. stand up.
Oh, it's 12 o'clock.
Shen Liang immediately turned off the lights, got up and went to bed. Nothing in the world could stop him from recuperating.
The corridor is long and dark, and one can only guess whether the people inside are sleeping through the light coming from the crack of the door.
Shao Fanhan held a medicine box in his hand and stood quietly at the door of Shen Liang's room. He didn't know how long he stood there. The pale and cold moonlight fell on his shoulders, outlining his vague figure.
He lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking, and didn't knock on the door for a long time. A hand rises, falls, rises, falls again. Finally, I finally made up my mind to knock on the door, but the light inside was turned off again.
“…”
Shao Fanhan paused upon seeing this, slowly put down his hand, and finally put the medicine box gently on the ground, turned around and went back to his room.
Shen Liang couldn't sleep.
If he had to find out the reason, it would probably be that his shoulders hurt and his head hurt. Wrapped in the quilt, I tossed and turned for half an hour. Finally I couldn't bear it any longer and sat up from the bed with a clatter—
"system!"
His tone was as serious as summoning Pikachu.
A dazzling big diamond popped up: Here, what can I do for you~
In fact, Shen Liang has always had an unsolved mystery in his heart: "Why did Shao Fanhan hit me?"
System correction: He didn't hit you, he pushed you.
Shen Liang: "Okay, why did he push me?"
The system hesitated for a moment: This matter is complicated and it’s a long story.
Shen Liang: "Try to keep your story short."
The system was obviously unable to describe last night's restricted plot to Shen Liang in words. After thinking for a moment, he finally decided to use the scene playback function and put it on the light screen for him to see.
You'd better see for yourself.
So Shen Liang sat on the bed and regained the memory of drinking the movie yesterday like watching a movie. When he found out that he had pushed Shao Quhan against the wall to act like a hooligan, he fell into a daze, and finally quietly covered his face with a pillow.
The system turns off the light screen: Look, I said the situation is very complicated.
Shen Liang stood up and pretended to be dead.
The system is heartbroken: I asked you to take control, but you just didn’t listen.
Shen Liang admitted that he had always had some problems with his style, maybe he had been single for too long and was holding back.
The system finally made a conclusion: you cut off your own Hu.
Shen Liang had nothing to say, just three words, really bloody.
That night, Shen Liang rarely slept much, so that when he got up the next morning, he felt a little sleepy. As soon as I opened the door, something kicked under my feet and I almost fell to pieces.
"Wow-"
The medicine box was accidentally kicked away, making a chaotic sound of medicine bottles rolling around. Shen Liang stood firm and subconsciously looked up, wondering who had left it here.
Zhang Ma? Not too possible.
That's... Shao Kuhan
Shen Liang thought about this and leaned over to pick up the medicine box. He unconsciously raised his hand and touched his shoulder - it was actually okay, there was already a blood scab on it, so it wasn't too painful.
He carried the medicine box back to his room and was about to go downstairs for dinner. However, he remembered something and returned to Shao Fanhan's room again. He raised his hand and knocked on the door with rare hesitation: "Are you awake?"
Within three seconds, the door opened with a click from inside.
Shao Fanhan had obviously not slept all night, and his whole body looked indescribably pale and tired. He saw that the person knocking on the door was Shen Liang, his eyes fell on his shoulder inadvertently, and he paused for a few seconds.
Shen Liang pretended not to see it: "Good morning."
That collision seemed to have knocked all the blood out of Shen Liang's mind, and he finally looked a little more serious. He noticed the greenish black under Shao Fanhan's eyes and paused: "Didn't you sleep last night?"
Shao Fanhan was about to go to bed, but Shen Liang seemed to read his inner thoughts and said, "If you like someone, it's best not to lie."
“…”
It was obvious that Shao Quhan was trying hard to suppress his irritable mood. He frowned slightly and stiffly uttered two words: "Didn't sleep."
Shen Liang asked: "Why?"
Insecure or afraid of the dark? Or maybe both
Shao Fanhan obviously wouldn't talk about this kind of thing that touches the deepest secrets in his heart, and kept his mouth tightly shut. Fortunately, Shen Liang didn't force him to ask: "Let's go downstairs for dinner."
He took the initiative to hold Shao Quhan's hand, pulled him downstairs, and told him another piece of knowledge: "If you like someone, you should always hold him, so that you won't lose him."
No need to lock her up, no need to imprison her, just hold her.
Shao Fanhan felt vaguely in his heart that his ten light fingers were not as strong as a chain. Exposed to the sky, he felt less secure than a square, closed room. He looked at Shen Liang and said in a strange tone: "That's because there are few people here."
"In a crowded place, you will get lost."
Shen Liang thought you were talking nonsense. My grandfather has held me like this since I was a child, and I have never been lost. He pulled Shao Quhan to the dining table and sat down opposite him: "I will come down to eat every day from now on."
For the first time, Shao Fanhan had no intention of resisting. He just raised his eyes and said, "Is this considered love?"
Shen Liang thought that he should forget it, right? His tone was firm: "Forget it."
Zhang Ma was obviously very happy when she saw that the two of them were finally willing to sit down and eat together. She cooked a few more dishes for the first time. Shen Liang's eyes wandered around the dining table, and he remembered the Internet saying that if you like someone, you need to know their preferences, and asked Shao Quhan: "What do you like to eat?"
Shao Fanhan made a move: "What?"
Shen Liang turned into a science popularizer: "If you like someone, you must understand his preferences."
Shao Fanhan said: "But I don't like anything."
He looked at Shen Liang and stated this fact numbly and calmly.
Shen Liang said: "Then cultivate and cultivate them, eat more of them, and you will always find one you like."
After saying that, he gave Shao Fanhan several chopstick dishes and piled the bowl full. Seeing this, Shao Fanhan moved the tips of his chopsticks unconsciously, as if he wanted to pick up some vegetables for Shen Liang, but he remembered that he had thrown his own vegetables out yesterday, so he took them back.
Shen Liang was engrossed in eating when he suddenly heard Shao Fanhan ask: "What about you? What do you like to eat?"
Shen Liang paused after hearing this: "Oh, I like spicy food."
He actually doesn't have any dishes he dislikes, but among a bunch of dishes he likes, he always comes across a few that he particularly prefers.
Shen Liang did a lot of homework yesterday. He took out a small notebook and flipped through a few pages: "By the way, when are you free, go out for a date."
His tone was light and casual, as if he was not talking about a date, but a walk.
Shao Fanhan was stunned: "Date... what is it?"
Shen Liang wanted to ask a good question, but I haven't made a date either. He turned over another page in his little notebook, which was full of dense notes. He read from it: "Live a world of two with the person you like. ”
After speaking, he added: "This is a required course."
Hearing this, Shao Fanhan lowered his head and glanced at his watch, thinking of his schedule these days: "I have a meeting these days, but it can only be next month."
Shen Liang nodded and closed the book: "Okay, then at the beginning of next month, remember to dress nicely."
Shao Quhan: "..."
The date was forcibly put on the agenda.
During this period, Shen Liang was not idle either, and had been secretly paying attention to the relationship development between the protagonist and his official partner. The specific manifestation is that he goes to the bar where Shen Yan works part-time every day, causing the bartenders at the bar to know that Shen Yan has a twin brother.
"A Liang, what do you do here every day?"
Shen Yan finally couldn't help but ask out the doubts he had been holding in for several days. With a trace of scrutiny in his eyes that he didn't even notice, he stared at Shen Liang who was sitting at the bar playing games.
"Oh, the drinks here are delicious. Anyway, I have nothing to do." Shen Liang didn't even raise his head. He just wanted to find out how far the relationship between Shen Yan and Su Qingyan was progressing.
As he expected, the two people were probably together.
Shen Yan's cell phone vibrates every few minutes and sounds a special attention tone. And when he was cutting ice at the bar, he seemed a little absent-minded. He would occasionally giggle for no reason, and then look at his watch frequently, as if he was eagerly waiting to get off work.
Shen Liang was straight. He lay on the table, stared at the couple watch on Shen Yan's wrist and asked, "Brother, are you in love?"
Shen Yan moved for a moment when he heard this, and then returned to normal: "Why do you ask that?"
He didn't seem to want to tell Shen Liang that when he was a child, his younger brother competed with him everywhere, and he couldn't help but become defensive. Shen Yan looked at Shen Liang who was dazzling under the light, and suddenly felt some indescribable inferiority and envy in his heart.
right…
envious…
Shen Yan was startled by these two words. He has been the best in his family since he was a child. Why should he envy his younger brother with poor grades, but he didn't show it on his face and lowered his head to hide his expression.
Shen Liang knows not only 10% but 70% of the characters he writes about. He raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this, pretending he didn't know: "Oh, it's okay, I was just asking. I think the senior from the last party was pretty good."
But it is a pity that according to the original plot, Su Qingyan's family will soon put pressure on him to arrange a fiancée, leading to the breakup of the two of them. That was the lowest moment in Shen Yan's life.
Shen Yan's heart tightened for a moment when he heard this. For some reason, he suddenly remembered that night, when Shao Fanhan hurried out of Shen Liang's room, looking panicked.
Cutting Bing's hand paused.
Shen Yan asked seemingly unintentionally: "What about Mr. Shao? Didn't you say that Mr. Shao was very good before?"
Shen Liang was a little surprised when he heard this. It was a bit unbelievable. Has this protagonist finally enlightened? ?
Shen Liang opened his eyes, told lies without any trace, and began to brainwash him: "Mr. Shao is very nice. He has become much gentler recently. If you don't believe me, take the time to take a look."
He actually wanted to replace the word "gentle" with "normal". Shao Fanhan barely looked like a normal person during this period, at least he wouldn't lose his temper casually.
Shen Yan didn't know why, but he didn't refuse this time: "I... I have to go back and sort out my clothes in two weeks. The season will change soon."
Shen Liang nodded, thinking it was an opportunity: "There is a lot of luggage, Shao Fanhan will definitely pick you up."
Shen Yan didn't speak anymore, which was regarded as acquiescence.
Shen Liang was actually not surprised at all. Man, he is such a strange animal. You don't like it when it chases you and beats you, but when it suddenly cools down one day, you will become uncomfortable with it again.
This is a common problem among protagonists. They like to feel surrounded by people's admiration, even though they don't necessarily love each other.
Shen Liang finished the last game and saw that it was almost time, so he got up and left. As a result, when passing by the booths set up in the corridor, I accidentally found an acquaintance sitting in it. I stopped for a moment, walked over and put my arm around the other person's shoulders.
"What are you doing here?"
A cold, ghostly voice sounded from behind, startling Han Shaobai who was peeking. He almost jumped up in excitement, but when he turned around, he realized that the person holding his shoulder was Shen Liang.
Han Shaobai: "???"
Shen Liang had a social problem. He didn't care whether he was familiar with Han Shaobai or not. He pushed him into the booth and squeezed in to sit with him: "What are you always peeking at at the bar? You're so sneaky. Are you looking at a handsome guy?”
Much like an old father who caught his son doing something bad.
Han Shaobai was shocked, and after realizing it, he quickly shook his head and denied: "No, no, I just came here to sit and sit around."
Shen Liang recalled the original plot and wondered if he had a butterfly effect and advanced the plot and time of Han Shaobai and Shen Yan's acquaintance.
Seeing that Han Shaobai refused to acknowledge him, the two brothers Shen Liang put their hands on his shoulders and said with smiles: "What are you afraid of? I know all the waiters and managers here. Just tell me which one you like, and I will help you match them."
Han Shaobai looked suspicious: "Real or false?"
Shen Liang deliberately pointed out Shen Yan to him, while secretly observing Han Shaobai's reaction: "Of course it's true. Did you see that the one cutting the ice at the bar is my brother?"
Han Shaobai looked in the direction he pointed and found a handsome man at the bar. His facial features looked very similar to Shen Liang's, but not very similar: "Is he your brother?"
Shen Liang nodded: "Brother, why, it doesn't look like that?"
Han Shaobai compared it for a long time, then shook his head seriously: "It doesn't look like it."
Shen Liang became interested: "What's the difference?"
Han Shaobai: "You seem to be more handsome than him."
Shen Liang patted Han Shaobai on the shoulder and said only three words: "Have discernment."
But here comes the question. Since Han Shaobai didn't peek at Shen Yan, who was he peeking at