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date="2021-11-08"

title="Chapter 5"

weight="145830"

series = ["Please, Don’t See Me"]

mode = "manual"

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When Shu Jin woke up in the morning, Shu Zhaoyuan had already left.

Shu Jin has been very used to this kind of life since he was young. Auntie asked for leave these days, and Shu Jin was alone at home, so when he got up, he heard a voice downstairs. The first reaction was that the puff was making trouble again.

"Puffs!"

Shu Jin was wearing pajamas, sleepy-eyed and went downstairs, but she was shocked when she saw the living room.

Sheng Xinghe was sitting on the carpet with his back to him, playing with the dog.

She only fell asleep in the early hours of the morning. When Shu Jing woke up, she had forgotten that there were many people in her house. At this time, she took her expression away and walked toward the kitchen with a straight face.

When passing by Sheng Xinghe, the other party turned to him and said "Morning."

Shu Jin ignored him, shouted "Puffs" and continued to the kitchen.

He took out the milk from the refrigerator, deliberately closed the door of the refrigerator very heavily so that people outside could hear clearly, then found the cup and poured milk into it.

It wasn't until he put the milk in the microwave that he realized that something was missing-at this time, puffs would always stick out their tongues and spin around his feet, but this time it didn't come in with him.

This is too unusual.

Shu Jin returned to the living room and saw the puff sitting in front of Sheng Xinghe obediently, staring at Sheng Xinghe intently, with a look of flattery.

Puff is a five-year-old Samoyed, white all over, very clever and clingy.

Shu Jin's mother bought it for him when his parents were not yet divorced.

Shu Jin called out "Puffs" twice. This time the puffs finally reacted. He ran to him and turned around twice and sniffed. Shu Jin's hand just touched it twice on its head. He ran back to Sheng Xinghe again.

Even the dog has changed.

Shu Jin was left empty and couldn't help but his eyes were hot.

He walked over without saying a word and snatched away the bag in Sheng Xinghe's hand.

"Don't give it anything to eat!" Shu Jin shouted, "It hasn't eaten dog food yet, so you can't eat snacks first!"

As he stood, Sheng Xinghe looked up at him.

There was no emotion in the young boy's gray eyeballs, and it was even more lackluster, but the other eye was extremely clear, and the expression in his eyes was extremely clean.

Sheng Xinghe said, "I have fed it dog food."

Now the dog turned around Shu Jin.

But Shu Jin was not happy. How could Sheng Xinghe find the dog food in the cabinet? He asked very loudly, "Why are you ruining other people's stuff! Are you polite!"

Sheng Xinghe was not angry when he yelled and screamed. He just said, "Uncle told me when he left in the morning. He said he wanted you to sleep a little longer before he asked me to help feed the dog."

Shu Jin was speechless.

I had to bite my lip and stood there, not knowing what to do next.

"Don't worry, I am not the uncle's illegitimate child. We are not related by blood." Sheng Xinghe said, "If I am here to make you uncomfortable, I apologize to you. I'm sorry. I will apply to live on campus when the school starts."

Puff began to sniff Sheng Xinghe's face, and kept wagging his tail.

Sheng Xinghe avoided, then stretched out his hand and gently stroked the hair of two puffs.

The summer morning sunshine came in, and a few dog hairs were flying in the air.

A teenager who was two years older than Shu Jin seemed to have his own calm aura, like a cool spring in a mountain stream, calming everything that was irritating around him.

"Ding"

The microwave oven emits a beep.

Shu Jin put the puff's snack bag aside, then turned back to the kitchen.

He is not an uneducated person, but has always been polite and sensible.

From meeting last night to the inexplicable frenzy early in the morning, he didn't like this kind of self very much.

Slowly loosen the clenched teeth, Shu Jin closed his eyes and exhaled.

What did Sheng Xinghe do wrong? He is just a poorer disabled person.

My mother was also very supportive of my father's support behavior before, and she personally took Shu Jin and went to the mall to pick out new year goods for Sheng Xinghe's family. In the distant memory, Shu Jin, who was in elementary school, wrote a card to Sheng Xinghe at the request of his father, wishing Sheng Xinghe a smooth exam and a better grade.

He shouldn't be like this.

Sheng Xinghe couldn't take away anything from him at all.

Sheng Xinghe didn't play with puffs anymore, and stopped feeding snacks. When he was about to stand up and return to the room, Shu Jin came out of the kitchen.

"Have you eaten breakfast?"

Shu Jin's eyes are red and her hair is messy.

He could see that he was trying his best to control his voice, but he could still hear a little trembling in it.

Sheng Xinghe looked at him.

Su Jin suddenly felt a strong sense of shame, and said stiffly, "If I didn't eat it, I'll prepare a portion for you, don't forget it."

Sheng Xinghe said, "Okay, thank you."

Shu Jin said "um", turned his head and left.

He prepared a fresh milk and put it into the microwave oven, and found two large bowls from the cabinet, then took out the oatmeal from the cabinet and poured it into the bowl.

Seeing Sheng Xinghe also come in, his face became hot, and he spoke quickly, "Say first, I don’t know how to do tricks, saying that breakfast is milk-foamed cereal. Auntie has asked for leave and will be back the day after tomorrow. Then she will do a meeting. better."

Having said that, he had nothing to say, "Are you not allergic to oatmeal?"

Sheng Xinghe said, "Not allergic."

Shu Jin added meaninglessly, "I have a classmate who is allergic to wheat."

The two sat in front of the high platform and finished their cereal.

Silent.

Shu Jin put down his spoon and heard Sheng Xinghe ask, "Are you not full?"

Shu Jin didn't care, "Well, take out at noon."

After going back and forth, the two of them were not embarrassed.

Sheng Xinghe said, "If you want to have an egg, I will fry it for you."

Shu Jin looked at his gaze and expressed suspicion.

Sheng Xinghe got up and opened the refrigerator, found two egg cartons filled with eggs, and asked where the Shu Jin pot was.

The children of the poor are in charge early.

Shu Jin thought that this sentence was really right. In fact, he didn't know how to fry, he was just lazy, but Sheng Xinghe looked like it was obvious that he would be good at it.

Under the guidance of Shu Jin, he found the pan and so on. Sheng Xinghe knocked on the eggs with one hand while saying, "These eggs were brought back by my uncle and me last night. They are native eggs."

Sheng Xinghe was taller than Shu Jin, and Shu Jin had to move a little closer to see the pot. He curiously asked, "Is it yours?"

"Yeah." Sheng Xinghe said, "Grandpa raised more than 20 hens and can pick up a lot every day. This is the last batch. After his death, those chickens were given to neighbors and relatives."

Shu Jin "..."

He doesn't seem to be able to comfort people.

When Huang Cancan's fragrant omelette was put on the plate and was eaten by Shu Jin, he vaguely remembered one thing.

Shu Zhaoyuan seems to have said that the eggs in the family have been supplied by Sheng Xinghe's grandfather all these years. The old people said that they had contacts and they couldn't do anything else for the Shu family, so they did a little thing to show their gratitude.

Shu Jin had a low fever in the morning.

When I woke up, I felt my throat was so dry and I wanted to drink water. He called Sheng Xinghe's name several times, but without a response, he got up and went to find water by himself.

There was no one in the suite, Sheng Xinghe was not there.

The sun was dazzling, and the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were not drawn.

Shu Jin covered his eyes with his hands, and vaguely saw the light blue sea level outside.

There are also floor-to-ceiling windows like this in the bedroom.

Some ambiguous fragments of windows about last night appeared in Shu Jin's mind, and the pain in his throat was worse, and he felt that they were too hot last night.

I have to stay here until Monday.

Shouldn't they spend the past two days continuing to do this kind of thing?

Shu Jin thought with hot cheeks.

However, it seems that they have nothing else to do except for this kind of thing.

A few years ago, Shu Jin once imagined what would happen to him after he left Sheng Xinghe. He thought that in a few years, he would have forgotten the other party a long time ago, and would start a new life and meet new people in a certain city like many young people. In fact, he was trying hard to move in this fantasy direction, but after meeting Sheng Xinghe again, he realized that it was not that he could not meet the right person.

It's even harder to forget this time.

Shu Jin found ice water from the freezer, unscrewed the cap and drank half a bottle.

The throat is relieved, but the head is more dizzy.

He slowed down for a while, then put down the water bottle and returned to the bed.

In a daze, Shu Jin heard the phone ringing in the room.

Without the strength to manage, he closed his eyes and fell asleep again, but the bell kept ringing, and the caller seemed very patient.

Shu Jin had to turn over and answer the call.

"Still sleeping?"

Sheng Xinghe's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Shu Jin was a little more awake and responded, "Well, I got up once, anyway, there was nothing wrong, so I fell asleep again. Have you gone out?"

"A little work." Sheng Xinghe said, "Have you eaten the breakfast prepared for you?"

The door of the room was not closed, and Shu Jin looked out of the room.

Sheng Xinghe seemed to know that he hadn't eaten "at the table."

Shu Jin followed the instructions and saw that there was a cup on the table.

Sheng Xinghe "It's cold. I called the guest room to make a new copy and send it over."

Shu Jin said yes.

They ended the call, as if they were just acquaintance.

Shu Jin went to open the dining cup and took a look, but didn't want to eat. He didn't have much strength on his body, so he simply slept on the sofa in the living room.

When he opened his eyes again, Sheng Xinghe's face appeared in front of him, his brows furrowed, and he took out the thermometer "385 degrees."

"Buy some anti-fever medicine." The man sat beside him, turned his head and said to the person next to him, "Buy another anti-fever patch by the way. I won't go there in a while, and you can finish it."

"Good Mr. Sheng." The female voice said.

Only then did Shu Jin realize that there were more than two of them in the suite, and Sheng Xinghe's assistant was also there.

Did they finish their work?

Or did you come back halfway?

What would she think of their relationship?

Shu Jin's brain was like a paste, unable to think.

After the assistant left, he wanted to ask a question, so he shouted "Brother" and found that his voice was unpleasant.

Sheng Xinghe leaned over, touched his forehead with his lips, only Shen Shen replied, "Well, take the medicine before going to sleep."