After Pixiu disappeared, the alert sound of the mobile phone broke the awkward atmosphere.
Fu Shen lowered his head for a moment, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "Senior sister asked me for your contact information."
Tang Zhou:
Fu Shen poked a few times on the phone and said again, "She said she took your ride yesterday and wanted to return the gift, but she forgot to ask for your contact information when she got off the bus."
"No." Tang Zhou decisively refused.
He guessed that the girl didn't forget to ask for it, but that the atmosphere in the car was weird at the time, she just didn't dare to make a sound, and she was careful even when she got out of the car and left.
"Why not?" Fu Shen had a faint smile on his face.
Tang Zhou stared at him seriously: "She said she wanted to give me a doll, the kind she made herself."
Fu Shen: "..." That's no use.
Tang Zhou's current dolls are all given by him, and he selfishly does not want Tang Zhou to accept other people's dolls.
After rejecting Tang Zhou, he seemed to ask casually, "Why would you want to give you a doll, Senior Sister?"
Most people don't think that Tang Zhou likes dolls.
Tang Zhou lowered his eyelashes, "She has a doll on her bag, I asked."
"What kind of doll?"
"A little rabbit."
"cute?"
"Um."
"want to?"
Tang Zhou: "...I don't want to."
Animal intuition allowed him to avoid the risk at this moment.
Fu Shen smiled, "I went to the kitchen."
Tang Zhou stopped him and asked what he had kept in his heart for a long time: "Why didn't you tell me that you made the cat yourself?"
If he hadn't met Fu Shen's senior, he might have been kept in the dark.
A strange thought suddenly appeared in Fu Shen's heart, and his eyes sank.
"You suddenly went to Dark Blue yesterday because of this?"
He hadn't figured out why Tang Zhou was in a bad mood yesterday, and why he suddenly went to Dark Blue.
It's just that he was so surprised at the time that he ignored Tang Zhou's fault.
Come to think of it, because of that cat doll
Tang Zhou frowned in confusion: "What do you mean?"
"You know from my senior sister that the cat doll is made by me, so go to Shenlan to find me, right?"
It's true, but it's weird.
Tang Zhou pursed his lips, "Is there a problem?"
Fu Shen stared at him for a while, then lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "No. I'll go to the kitchen first."
So, the so-called Plato has an explanation. Because of being moved, Tang Zhou agreed to be with him; also because of being moved, Tang Zhou was only willing to be in platonic love.
Fu Shen felt agitated and was reluctant to question Tang Zhou, but he couldn't face Tang Zhou normally, so he had to escape from here through kitchen affairs.
It's that he thinks too easily.
He is just a poor student from a small mountain village. How can he be liked by Tang Zhou
It's not that Tang Zhou couldn't understand the body language that Fu Shen was obviously escaping from.
But Tang Zhou is not temperless, let him lose face to coax the other party, he can't do it for the time being. What's more, he didn't understand what happened to Fu Shen at all.
He was sitting on the living room sofa, distracted by the constant noise from the kitchen.
Tang Zhou thought for a while that Fu Shen's emotions could change, and for a while that Fu Shen would be very hard to cook so many dishes by himself, and his fingernails involuntarily pinched back and forth in the palm of his hand, leaving imprints.
In the end, distress prevailed, and he was about to get up to go to the kitchen, when a sudden groan came, Tang Zhou's heart tightened, and he quickly walked over.
Fu Shen held the index finger of his left hand in his right hand and put it under the tap to rinse it. The dark red blood was diluted by the water and turned into a pink stream.
He didn't seem to feel the pain, and his expression was quite calm.
Tang Zhou frowned and turned off the water, holding his wrist, "There is a medicine box at home, I'll wrap it up for you."
Fu Shen kept silent, and followed him to the living room to sit down. Seeing him running around in a panic to find the medicine box, the depression in his heart gradually dissipated a lot.
Tang Zhou like this reminded him of the basketball game.
- Tang Zhou stood up straight because he fell.
It's no different from the young man who hastily fetched the medicine box now.
The wound cut by the knife was stinging, but Fu Shen felt that the knife was a good cut.
It's that he is too preoccupied with gains and losses.
From yesterday to now, he seems to have been stepping on the cliff, and if he is not careful, he will fall to pieces with one foot.
He was excited and disturbed.
When I learned just now that Tang Zhou went to Shenlan because of the cat doll, Fu Shen thought for a moment.
But in any case, Tang Zhou's worries about him are not fake.
That's enough.
Tang Zhou found the medicine box, ran over, squatted in front of Fu Shen, dipped the medicine with a cotton swab, gently held Fu Shen's index finger, and smeared it lightly.
"It hurts." He asked with a low eyebrow.
The long eyelashes covered the worry in the bottom of his eyes, but Fu Shen could hear the self-blame and guilt in his words.
The wound on his hand was not deep, but the epidermis was cut, but the bleeding looked scary.
He stared at Tang Zhou's delicate nose, "It doesn't hurt."
Tang Zhou finished painting him, put a Band-Aid on him, raised his head, and said with red eyes, "Stop cooking. Don't do it again."
When he was dressing Fu Shen just now, he carefully looked at Fu Shen's hand.
Compared to that handsome face, Fu Shen's hands are really not good-looking. Although the phalanx is slender, the skin of the palm is rough, and there are some small and light scars in some places on the back of the hand.
It's disturbing to look at.
Fu Shen pressed the thread in his heart, and said with a smile on the corner of his lips, "That won't work, I want to cook for you."
Tang Zhou glared at him, "You are all hurt!"
"Small injuries are fine." The handsome boy leaned over to Tang Zhou, "I'm sorry just now."
Tang Zhou:
"I shouldn't have misunderstood you."
Tang Zhou asked in confusion, "So what did you misunderstand me about?"
Is it because he thought he had JQ with that girl
Fu Shen helped him pack the medicine box together and blamed himself: "I thought you were just sympathetic to me..."
Tang Zhou paused and looked at him coolly, "What do you mean?"
"I was wrong." Fu Shen didn't say a word of nonsense, so it would be better to just admit his mistake.
Tang Zhou couldn't care less, got up and said expressionlessly: "Fu Shen, my sympathy is not so overflowing. I have a clear distinction between sympathy and liking. What have I done to make you think I sympathize with you?"
Fu Shen said angrily, "I was wrong."
Tang Zhou stretched out his hand to squeeze his face and said, "What brain circuit!"
"You're so kind." Fu Shen let him pinch his face and sighed.
So good that he didn't think he was good enough for him.
How can he get the favor of Tang Shen? The more sinking, the more he can feel the huge pressure brought by the gap.
Fu Shen never underestimated himself, only in front of Tang Zhou would he involuntarily doubt himself.
He was afraid that the project he made would not be recognized by the market, and he was afraid that he would live up to Tang Zhou's expectations.
Tang Zhou's heart was sour.
Where is he good enough? Fu Shen is such a good applause.
When Liang Chen and Li Fengyu came in, they were holding hands and looking at each other.
Li Fengyu: ! No wonder Pixiu left and returned just now with such a distorted expression.
Liang Chen noticed Fu Shen's hand.
He stepped forward and said with concern, "Injured? I'll ask who can cook, and if they can't, I'll fight."
It's time to take a break from swimming for so long.
Cooking together is also an opportunity to build relationships, and everyone responded.
A large meal was completed in a gag, and everyone excitedly set the plate and poured the wine and gathered around the table.
Pixiu raised his glass and said, "Respect Tang Shen! Respect Brother Shen!"
Not much to say, just drink it up.
Others followed suit, and came to respect Tang Zhou and Fu Shen, as if they were the protagonists.
The party is not limited to alcohol or beverages. Those who like to drink naturally drink, and those who like to drink drinks.
Fu Shen was worried that Tang Zhou was drunk, so he only poured him a drink. The orange-red liquid dyed the youth's lips a rose color.
He forced himself to look back, and silently recited "Plato" a few times, suppressing the delusions in his heart.
Pi Xiu poured a lot of wine, and his mind was a little confused. He raised his glass and put it in front of Fu Shen.
Everyone: "… "
Fu Shen's expression didn't change, he smiled back with a toast.
Liang Chen quickly pulled the drunk away.
The others just thought Pixiu was drunk and talking nonsense and didn't care at all.
When they were full of food and drink, everyone squatted and poured, and the restaurant was a mess.
Seeing this, the people who were not drunk laughed and got together to play games.
"Brother Shen, Tang Shen, let's go together!" Li Fengyu shouted.
The two sat around.
"What are you playing?" Fu Shen asked.
Someone suggested: "How about Zero Zero Seven?"
"How to play?"
"The first person said zero, and pointed to a random person at the same time. The person being pointed also said zero, pointed to the next person, the third person made a 'qi' sound, and pointed his finger to one person as if he were shooting. Pronunciation does not make any movement, but the two left and right of the shot should make an 'ah' sound and raise their hands to surrender. Those who make mistakes will be punished."
This game is not played in a random order, and everyone must be in a state of tension at all times. Although it sounds simple, it is not easy to do.
Everyone agrees.
At the beginning of the game, everyone was full of energy and concentration, and almost no one made a mistake.
As time went by, and under the influence of the tense atmosphere, someone finally made a mistake.
"What punishment?" the man asked.
"drink wine?"
"Don't drink, it's even more dizzy after drinking."
"Don't you like that female star the most? Follow her most classic pose, pose for a look, and touch your chest and say 'too small'!"
Tang Zhou: "..." He must not make mistakes!
The person being punished was able to let go, shyly put on an S-shape, squeaked his chest and said, "Oh, why is it so small!"
Some people laughed, some pretended to be retching, the huge villa was full of vitality.
Tang Zhou involuntarily bent his lips and smiled.
Fu Shen caught his smile, leaned his head on his shoulder, closed his eyes halfway, and said in a low voice, "A little dizzy."
Tang Zhou turned his head to the side, his lips would touch someone's forehead, itchy.
"Go to rest first?"
Fu Shen: "Play for a while."
Tang Zhou: "You're dizzy and you're at a disadvantage playing this game."
"fine."
As a result, Fu Shen turned over in the second round of the game.
He was calm: "What punishment?"
Everyone: "… "
Who dares to play Deep Brother
Someone weakly suggested: "Why don't you do ten push-ups."
This is a conventional punishment for playing games, not out of the ordinary, and it just happens to show the strength and beauty of men.
Liang Chen, who has been silent all the time, said, "This is too simple for Brother Shen."
Li Fengyu nodded in agreement: "Indeed, Brother Shen often exercises."
Tang Zhou thought of someone's figure and agreed.
"What do you do then?"
Everyone searched and scraped their stomachs, it couldn't be too simple, and it couldn't be too outrageous, so there wouldn't be many punishments left.
Li Fengyu hehe said: "It's better for Brother Shen to choose a girl who is present, and hold on for a minute for the princess!"
Girls: I want to raise my hand! ! !
Liang Chen and Fu Shen exchanged glances and suggested, "Girls are underweight, so it's not difficult for Brother Shen. Let's change boys."
Li Fengyu laughed: "Brother Shen, hug me! I am the heaviest! The most difficult!"
Fu Shen: "..."
He ignored Li Fengyu's self-recommendation, got up and asked Tang Zhou, "Mr. Tang, can you help me?"
Tang Zhou: "..."
He walked up to Fu Shen with a blank face, intending to cooperate with him in his performance.
Everyone looked left and right, don't say, it is really the most suitable for President Tang!
Mr. Tang is good-looking and slender, and it is easy and pleasing to hold. If it were Li Fengyu, the picture would be too beautiful to look straight at.
Fu Shen took advantage of the wine and picked Tang Zhou up by the waist without a word, and everyone applauded and cheered, counting the seconds together.
Tang Zhou was a little embarrassed at first, but when he saw Fu Shen's calm smile and heard the roaring noises around him, he couldn't help but relax, put his hands on his shoulders, and said, "There's still half a minute."
Fu Shen's arm has always been steady, he even felt that one minute was too short.
The drunk Pixiu was awakened, looked over in a daze, saw the postures of the two, and blurted out: "Brother Shen, are you going to have a wedding with Tang Shen?"
Everyone: "..." Hahahahaha!
Fu Shen looked at Tang Zhou with a smile, his eyes like thick ink.
Tang Zhou coughed lightly: "One minute is up."
"Brother Shen has great arm strength!"
"Hahaha, President Tang is also very cooperative."
Fu Shen put down Tang Zhou and leaned closer to his ear: "Would it be fun?"
Tang Zhou glared at him quietly: "You are drunk, it's time to rest."
"it is good."
After talking, he covered his head and planted it on Tang Zhou, "Dizzy."
Tang Zhou: "..."