The air is silent, and it is a long silence.
Ji Mingshu was stunned, watching the group chat on the screen like Cen Sen, and even forgot to take back his phone.
Fortunately, after 30 seconds, the phone entered the automatic lock screen state.
Cen Sen's eyes slowly moved from the phone screen to Ji Mingshu's exquisite and bewildered face, and he scrutinized it inch by inch, as if he wanted to study this bright face up close. College students have nothing to do with it.
Ji Mingshu: speechless :)
After a silent confrontation for a minute, when Ji Mingshu thought that he was going to die in a luxury car, Ji Mingshu finally arrived at the hotel.
The moment the car stopped, Ji Mingshu couldn't even wait for the driver to come to help open the door, and got out of the car quickly by himself.
She lowered her head and hurriedly put on her sunglasses, walked quickly to the hotel, her hands trembling, and she did not forget to open WeChat to clear the group chat messages and honestly changed the group name to "Three Little Fairies".
God bears witness, she will never follow the trend of the Internet to pick up group names indiscriminately, and she will never do small tricks to speak ill of people in person :)
God will testify again, Ji Shi Shushu is a little canary who loves money from the bottom of her heart.
It's just that for two or three seconds, her dignity overcame materialism, and the thought of "I'm willing to leave the house as long as I don't embarrass myself in front of that dog man forever" flashed through my mind.
In order to avoid and alleviate the extreme embarrassment of being relatively silent with Cen Sen, Ji Mingshu didn't go back to his room, but went straight to the revolving restaurant for dinner.
Estimating the time, she quickly flashed to the spa center before Cen Sen came to eat. After that, she ordered a mini bag from the hotel ktv, and held a two-hour solo concert in it.
It took until Cen Sen fell asleep on weekdays that Ji Mingshu sneaked back to the suite upstairs.
Only the floor lamp was turned on in the room, and the light was slightly dim.
The pillows and quilt covers on the big bed that can be seen in the bedroom are neatly spread and flat.
Where is the Cen Sen people, still not asleep
She changed into her slippers at the door, and quietly entered the study.
There is no one in the study.
She pushed open the door to the living room again.
There seemed to be a bit of vodka in the air in the living room. Ji Mingshu followed the smell of alcohol and walked forward, only to see several empty wine bottles on the coffee table.
Cen Sen leaned on the sofa, tilted his head slightly, and closed his eyes tightly.
He smelled heavily of alcohol, but his appearance of resting quietly showed no sign of drunkenness.
Ji Mingshu stepped forward, poked his face with a finger, and asked softly, "Are you asleep?"
no response.
She stood up straight, and while she was slightly relieved, she also wanted to sigh.
In fact, people like them who work and socialize a lot, drink alcohol to the point of physical disgust, and if it is not necessary, they will not drink more on weekdays.
Like her uncle and second uncle, they don't touch alcohol when they go home for dinner on weekdays, and they don't drink at all when they have family dinners during New Years and holidays.
He must be very sad after drinking so much wine today.
After standing by the sofa for a while, Ji Mingshu showed kindness again, and gently covered him with a blanket.
But when she was about to leave quietly, Cen Sen suddenly grabbed her wrist and slowly opened his eyes.
"..."
Ji Mingshu was a little dazed, and after realizing it, he quickly explained, "I'll cover you with a quilt, just a quilt, and I didn't do anything."
She asked again: "Do you... want to go back to bed and sleep?"
Cen Sen didn't answer, but with a little force on his hand, he pulled him into his arms.
He hugged Ji Mingshu, buried her in her soft hair, took deep and shallow breaths, and closed his eyes again.
Ji Mingshu didn't know which song he was singing, his body was hugged tightly, there was no room for struggle, he could only keep chanting in his ear.
"Hey, let me go."
"Don't pretend to be asleep, talk!"
"Are you okay? If you can't drink, don't drink so much. If you want to vomit, say it first, and don't vomit on me."
"... Have you hugged enough? My hands are going numb!"
"Don't make noise, just hug for a while."
Cen Sen made a low sound and relaxed a little.
Ji Mingshu didn't know what evil he had fallen into, so he really kept his mouth shut.
There was silence all around, and the two of them were very close, their breath rubbed against their ears, and their heartbeat seemed to be very close.
In the dead of night, I seem to like to recall the past.
I remember when I was in middle school, the middle school and high school of their attached middle school were combined, and she stayed in the same school as Cen Sen for four years.
She is not a model student in the typical sense, and she has often been reported and criticized for violating school rules and disciplines, but in all fairness, her academic performance is not bad, otherwise she would not be admitted to a prestigious school.
At that time, every time the monthly mid-term exam was over, the school would publish a grade ranking honor roll. After watching her grade list, she always likes to go to see Cen Sen's grade.
But Cen Sen's grade ranking is basically as stable as his friend Jiang Che, and the two always switch places around the first and second.
Once Cen Sen fell out of the top ten, she was so happy that she ran to Cen's house after school to grab a meal, and by the way, she complained to the old lady Cen, expressing the meaning of "Cen Sen has fallen back a lot this time." Maybe it’s because of Internet addiction or secretly having a little girlfriend, grandma, you have to teach him a lesson.”
Her Xiao Hei sued very vigorously, and the old lady Cen followed her and said with a smile that she would definitely torture Cen Sen in the future.
As a result, when she went to show off in front of Cen Sen, she found out that he fell out of the top ten because he represented the school to participate in the youth environmental protection lecture, and missed one of the exams. Her arrogance was completely extinguished immediately.
Looking back now, when she was studying, she always seemed to dislike Cen Sen.
Later, he fell in love with Li Wenyin's little Bailian, and she didn't know why, but she was very upset.
After waiting for a long time, she felt that this was a good thing, and that the scourge should be bundled together like the two of them and thrown into the crematorium to turn into microorganisms and contribute to this beautiful world.
At that time, she never thought that one day she would marry her former "enemy", and now she would hug him so intimately.
Thinking of this, Ji Mingshu's ears blushed unconsciously.
Coincidentally, the next second, Cen Sen kissed her on the ear.
His breath was warm and moist with the smell of alcohol, and his voice was low, like a murmur that was not sober.
"I ask you, if I have nothing, will you abandon me?"
"...?"
This sudden hypocrisy made Ji Mingshu quickly wake up from his memories, and Tianling Gai was shocked.
This is too unlike Cen Sen's style of painting. Even if he is drunk and turned into a pool of mud, Cen Sen should murmur something like "There is a high probability that the A-share market will rise rapidly when the market opens tomorrow", "The xx project has a vacancy and the person in charge can find a way ” and other capitalist dictator’s daily hilarious content.
Ji Mingshu got goosebumps all over his body, but after thinking about it, he felt that Cen Sen might only be monolithic in front of her, but in front of certain women, he was actually very golden, affectionate and tender. He was half drunk and half awake because he admitted his mistake Only then did he suddenly develop a hypocritical and domineering style of painting
She felt a little uncomfortable, but in order to avoid hearing more words that made her want to get drunk and dismember her body, she emphasized, "Are you asking me? I'm Ji Mingshu, Ji Mingshu!"
"Well, Ji Mingshu, I'm just asking you."
"..."
Really asked her.
Ji Mingshu's heartbeat unexpectedly missed half a beat, and at the same time it inexplicably softened by three points, and even his face began to feel hot.
She forced herself to hold her tongue, and said stiffly: "You, what are you dreaming about? You don't have anything and you still want me to suffer with you? Look at your own mouth, if it weren't for your money, no one would marry you."
Seeing that Cen Sen didn't respond, she continued to press her in a low voice, trying to build momentum for herself, "I'm telling you, it's just my kindness. How can ordinary women stand this idleness? You really deserve to be single for the rest of your life. You, why don't you treat me better? .” Buy me an aircraft carrier.
Cen Sen laughed softly, he didn't know if he was too drunk to listen or what, he didn't refute her, he just hugged her even tighter.
Everyone in this world will compromise for reality.
When I was young, my parents said in private that they would not compromise thousands of times, but in the end they sent An Ning away because they needed money from the Cen family for medical treatment;
The Cen family's attitude towards keeping Cen Yang was also very strong at the beginning, but in the end it was because the Cen's blood flowed from him, and the meaning of his return was greater than the meaning left by Cen Yang, so they finally chose to send Cen Yang away;
Not to mention the Ji family, he already knew that the Ji family had the idea of marrying in private, but because of his meddling, the Ji family thought it would be more profitable for the Cen family to be powerful, so they secretly cut off the original candidate for marriage. Marry Ji Mingshu to him.
What kind of family relationship and what is a last resort, in the end it's just a matter of choice, but they always have to find some high-sounding reasons to excuse themselves, and never admit it.
In the past, he only thought that Ji Mingshu was superficial, but after getting along with him a lot, he felt that she lived a more sober life than himself.
What can be said, she always says what she has.
What can't be said, for example, whether the Ji family really loves her so much, she knows better than anyone else in her heart, but she never announces it.
Think about it carefully, family love has never been such a thing, maybe I will live a more free and easy life. Owned and then lost, no matter how many years, it is always hard to get over it.
If Ji Mingshu would abandon him if he had nothing, then he only needs to be rich forever, and he can tie up a familiar canary to keep him company. Thinking about it this way, there is nothing wrong with her, at least she is vivid and real. belongs to him.
At two o'clock in the morning, the city was silent.
Cen Sen's hands loosened slowly, and he gradually fell asleep.
Ji Mingshu carefully got out of his arms, and laid him flat on the sofa.
After doing all this, Ji Mingshu was a little tired.
She sat down along the edge of the sofa, and looked at Cen Sen's sleeping face again, her fingers still tracing the outline of his eyebrows, strokes down gently.
His complexion is cold and fair, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a straight nose and thin lips. He has the kind of appearance that you will never forget just by looking at it.
When I was studying, I had the clarity and cleanliness of a teenager, and when I grew up, I had the calmness and indifference of an adult man. It seemed that I would never get tired of it. Well...as long as he doesn't talk.
Ji Mingshu rested his chin and recalled the question he just asked, and found for the first time that he seemed to be longing for some warmth that he would not say.
A strange idea suddenly popped into her mind.
If Cen Sen goes bankrupt one day, as long as he is obedient and obedient, with his face, she might... still be willing to sell him a bag to support him