Chapter 44

Lin Xiao left, Guan Wuqiao was calm, Song Zhen was even calmer than him, halfway through the meal, Song Zhen pointed to the plate in front of him and said, "I've run out of food."

It was a plate of rapeseed mushrooms. The plate was large and small. Song Zhen liked to eat it. He ate it up in a few bites. He ran over and walked away from Guan Wuqiao's "date". In this situation, Guan Wuqiao has nothing but silence.

He just wasn't angry.

To be honest, Guan Wuqiao couldn't get mad at Song Zhen. He heard people say he loves but doesn't like it. He doesn't understand what it feels like. He only knows that he hates Song Zhen, but he can't get mad at him.

"Do you think I'm really looking for you to eat?" Guan Wuqiao said softly.

"No." Song Zhen picked out the remaining cabbage hearts on the plate and carefully placed them on the rice, "You want me to stop bothering you."

Guan Wuqiao turned his head to look at Song Zhen, "It's good that you know."

"Guan Wuqiao." Song Zhen whispered, "He's your friend, not a date, isn't he?"

Guan Wuqiao readily admitted, "Yes."

Song Zhen said, "Oh, then—"

"If you want to see it, I can find it at any time and show it to you. Do you want to see it?"

Song Zhen said, "No, don't look for it."

Guan Wuqiao took out his lighter and tapped lightly on the table, "Then don't bother me."

Song Zhen frowned, as if forcing himself to digest the other person's disgust. He put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth seriously, and looked down at his crossed fingers.

"Do you still like me?" Song Zhen asked.

Guan Wuqiao said, "No."

He got up to check out, ignored Song Zhen and drove away. At this moment, the hatred in his heart had almost reached its peak. He knew that Song Zhen could find 10,000 reasons. Accepted and then kicked away.

Song Zhen's cruelty has already been learned, and there is no need to know more about it, it's enough for now.

After he got home, it rained heavily, and the thunder struck one by one, which was quite spectacular. Accompanied by the thunder, Song Zhen's phone call came. Guan Wuqiao looked at the phone and hung up. Song Zhen's text message was sent immediately. Come over: Do you really not like me?

Song Zhen looked at the phone, his eyes hurt, and he didn't wait for a reply, so he got up and left the restaurant, took a taxi to look for Guan Wuqiao, it was raining heavily, he didn't bring an umbrella, and the car-hailing driver parked the car on the road On the opposite side, Song Zhen crossed the road, soaked all over.

When he reached the downstairs of Guan Wuqiao's house, he tragically found that he had to walk for a few minutes to find a place to shelter from the rain. There were staff at the front desk of this kind of high-end apartment. A woman in uniform watched him stand at the door and did not go upstairs. Asked suspiciously which floor he was looking for, Song Zhen waved his hand, took out his mobile phone, and dialed the phone while praying for Guan Wuqiao not to hang up.

When the call was connected, Song Zhen sneezed, "I'm downstairs from your house, can I go up?"

Guan Wuqiao was silent, Song Zhen had a bad premonition, and was afraid of being blocked again, he sneezed again, and quickly said, "Wait!"

He wiped the rain off his face, "I said the other day, for your own good, you are angry, aren't you?"

Guan Wuqiao remained silent, and seemed unwilling to talk to him.

"I'm sorry." Song Zhen said, "I'm too self-righteous. I shouldn't think that way. It's because I dare not take responsibility. I won't say that in the future."

The air-conditioning in the apartment is very sufficient. Song Zhen felt as if he came out of the bathroom after taking a shower in late autumn without heating. He was so cold that he hardly knew what he was talking about, "I was just thinking, if I pester you again, you will Might actually have sex with someone else to show me... would you?"

A soft "Yes." came from the other end of the phone.

Song Zhen shuddered, hesitantly fell silent, and after a while, Guan Wuqiao hung up the phone.

It rained tonight, and Guan Wuqiao couldn't sleep because of the noise. After more than an hour, his cigarettes were exhausted. He wanted to go downstairs to buy cigarettes, but unexpectedly saw Song Zhen who thought he had left.

Song Zhen was sitting in the waiting area at the door, soaked all over, and a pool of water had accumulated under his feet. He looked like he drank too much, but tried to stay awake. Guan Wuqiao was stunned for a moment, and quickly walked over to grab his arm., I can't say whether I care or scold him, "Have you got water in your head?"

Song Zhen was really dizzy, he shook his head, looked at Guan Wuqiao with some confusion, grabbed his collar with great difficulty, and made him lean over.

"Don't go to bed with others..." Song Zhen whispered, "Guan Wuqiao, please."