【6.】

  The next day I received Shen Duan's phone call, which was really unexpected.

  His voice is as magnetic as ever, I believe anyone who has heard him speak will be involuntarily immersed in his voice and cannot extricate themselves, nor can I.

  "Willow Jia."

  He is always so concise and to the point, many times I have sighed, on Shen Zong's body, I rarely see youthful arrogance. Maybe he is also arrogant, but he shows this arrogance as pride. If you just look at his appearance, it is absolutely a rare treasure, but what is more fascinating is his temperament.

  The aura on Shen Zong's body once made me imagine the emperors or generals of ancient times, with a sense of unifying the world and holding great power.

  Not everyone has this innate temperament, nor can everyone cultivate it. So I think that's why I fell in love with him so recklessly.

  I don't know where he got my number from. Although I'm curious, after all, I'm older than him, so I have to be extra careful with what I say.

  "Hello. Who is it?"

  Actually I can tell, it's just probably a woman's emotional fuss.

  Later on, I gradually realized that there is a phenomenon called "the more you try to cover up, the more obvious it becomes". The more I unintentionally tried to conceal it, the more it revealed that he was in my heart.

  Can't face it squarely, that's my biggest shortcoming. So much so that I thought the matters I had been carefully hiding in my heart were no match for Shen Zong this person.

  He remained silent for a long time, saying nothing. I bit my lip and also said nothing, with several words flashing back and forth in my heart, but not daring to say any of them out loud.

  "Willow Jia."

  He shouted my name again, his tone clearly angry.

  I was like I was competing with him, and asked again: "Who?"

  Shen Duan's temper was extremely bad. When he heard me ask this, he slammed the phone down without saying another word. The sound was so loud that my ears were still ringing with the echo.

  Hanging up the phone with a huff, she muttered: "What kind of person is this... so rude."

  After a while, someone knocked on the door. A very urgent knock.

  I was startled and walked to the door: "Who is it?"

  "Liuyou, open the door."

  Upon hearing this voice, my heart involuntarily gathered in a lump, and I felt as if the whole person had become numb. For a moment, I wanted to open the door, but then again, I wondered why this person was like that.

  He held his mobile phone in hand and didn't knock on the door anymore, instead he called me.

  I took a deep breath: "Hey, hello."

  On the other end of the phone was a heavy breathing sound, as if someone was desperately suppressing their anger.

  Later I asked Shendong why he was so angry at the time. In my opinion, it was our first meeting and he didn't have to be so hostile towards me.

  He smiled: "Liu Jia, from the beginning, I've hated being ignored by you. I hate that you don't remember me, hate that you don't remember my voice. Hate that you clearly know, clearly know everything... Jiajia, you're so clever. You saw through everything from the start. So you used everyone around you who could be used to escape me."

  So it was like this...

  At this moment, he still didn't speak on the other end of the phone. I sighed and said: "Say something."

  He monotonously repeated: "Liu Jia."

  I lost to his persistence: "Yes, Shen Zhuo. I am Liu Jia. But I think, considering our age difference, you're more suitable calling me Sister Liu Jia."

  He apparently didn't hear what I said and ordered in a low voice: "Open the door."

  "What's wrong?"

  "My phone is gone, I think it might have been left here."

  I put down the phone and pouted, then opened the door for him.

  Shen Duan's face was gloomy, as if something unpleasant had happened. I turned my body and called him in, saying: "Where did you go last night? Take a look yourself. Don't casually rummage through Liu Xin's room, she dislikes others entering her room when she's not home. Of course... don't casually rummage through my room either. I won't get angry, but I don't like it."

  I spoke in a rush, reciting like a textbook, but didn't dare lift my head and look him straight in the eye.

  Shen Diao ignored me and walked into the kitchen with ease, finding his phone on the balcony.

  I stared blankly, and it was indeed in my house...

  Seeing him out, I opened the door and said, "I won't see you off."

  He was sitting leisurely on the sofa and asked: "Liu Jia, have you eaten yet?"

  "Older sister Liu Jia."

  "Willow Jia."

  I corrected him patiently: "Liu Jia Jie."

  He didn't say a word, tightly pursing his lips and staring at me. After half a minute, he finally gave up the staring contest with this stubborn person and said, "Alright, Jiajia."

  Although it's a bit different from what I taught him, I don't want to waste any more time. So that's it.

  "Where are you going now?"

  "Never mind, I haven't eaten all day. Let's go eat in a bit."

  He raised an eyebrow: "What about you? What are you eating?"

  The action of raising an eyebrow is frivolous to the extreme, but it's surprisingly good-looking. For a moment, my mind wandered. It turns out that beautiful things are indeed loved by everyone.

  Full of charm and delighting the heart.

  "Go downstairs and have some fast food."

  He stood up and said: "It just so happens I'm also going to eat, a friend is treating me, come together."

  "It doesn't matter."

  "Why not? The food is all good stuff, my friends are very stingy, it's not easy to get a meal like this. I'm making a profit by bringing one more person."

  I pretended to casually turn my head away to avoid his gaze: "What's it got to do with me, you bunch of immature kids."

  "Are you scared?"

  "I'm not afraid of anything!"

  He walked over and said, "If you're not afraid, then go."

  “……”

  "Liu Jia, isn't this just you being afraid?"

  I'm the kind of person who can't take provocation, hearing him say that, I quickly rushed into the house to change my clothes, one minute later, like a little warrior, I rushed out: "The salt I eat is more than the rice you kids eat. Am I afraid? Let's go."

  He looked at me with a seemingly smiling but actually ambiguous expression, neither admitting nor denying. He just smiled in a very suspicious way, as if he had taken some advantage.

  "This time he didn't drive, I asked in puzzlement: 'Where's the car?'"

  His hands were thrust into his pockets, looking very stylish, reminding me of the Japanese comics I used to read when I was a kid, where all the beautiful boys looked like this.

  "He went back again."

  His young and handsome profile had a special luster in the sunlight, so that many years later, when I thought of that afternoon again, it only felt like an untouchable dream.

  Later, following Tao's "Love Letter", the afternoon's Hikaru Kobayashi was also so beautiful and unparalleled. It made people hold their breath, fearing that this was just a mortal dream.

  When I arrived at the place where we were going to eat, I took a look and whoa! They're all rich second generation.

  These kids are dressed in extravagant attire, each of their outfits is enough for an ordinary family to use for a month. I don't actually have anything against the rich second generation, nor do I resent wealth. But seeing this group of people, I still can't help but lament the unfairness of the creator.

  Everyone saw Shen Zhao bring me here, but no one made a sound, just exchanging glances with each other. Occasionally, they would also quietly size me up, I saw it, but there was nothing I could do, so I had to lower my head and pretend not to notice while drinking water.

  Feasting and revelry, everyone was having a great time eating all sorts of delicacies that ordinary people couldn't get their hands on. As the night wore on, people started to loosen up, and one guy raised his cup and teased me, saying: "Hey, little sister! I grew up with Shen Zhuang, running around naked together since we were kids, but I've never seen him bring a woman to meet us before!"

  Others were still eating and drinking on their own, but as soon as he said that, they all looked at me.

  Even Shen Zhong put down his wine cup and smiled at me. His drunken appearance reminded me of a phrase, "overturning the country and overturning the city".

  Yes, Shen Diao. He always surprises me like this.

  It's not like I'm in high school anymore, I said with a smile: "Shen Zhong is in the same class as my sister, I'm just borrowing her light."

  "Oh~~~~~ It's actually not little sister, but big sister."

  Everyone heard this answer, and didn't know whether they were satisfied or dissatisfied.

  Or, no matter what I say, as long as they can get a few words out of me, they're satisfied. At least in the future, because of my sparse words, there will be one more topic for conversation after tea and dinner.

  I excused myself to go to the restroom and get some fresh air.

  "Hey, have you seen that woman Shen Duan brought?"

  I was just about to push open the door when I heard someone outside say something, and for some reason my heart didn't know what it was thinking, and I sat back down on the toilet in a daze.

  "Cough, I couldn't see who could not see that woman. When the young master brought her in, I was stunned, if it wasn't for my family member pulling me back, I would have made a fool of myself."

  "Is the young master really...?"

  "You don't know that person yet?" The woman seemed to be choosing her words carefully, and after a while she said "But it's different after all."

  "Really... Young Master has never brought anyone to meet these childhood friends all these years."

  The two of them whispered something else for a while before leaving.

  I sat there blankly for five minutes, without even knowing what I was thinking about in my head.

  When I returned to the dinner table, my mind was elsewhere. My foot slipped and I almost fell, but fortunately Shen Zhong quickly supported me with his quick reflexes.

  I pulled back my hand: "Thanks."

  He furrowed his brow: "Why are your hands so cold?"

  I smiled wearily: "Too tired."

  Shen Duan stood up and put his own coat on me. He said to others: "We're leaving first."

  "Master, you're back so early?"

  He bowed his head and helped me pull up the zipper, without looking at that person, just nodding: "Uh-huh, let's meet again another day."

  I don't know how other girls would feel when faced with such sudden happiness. But for me, this happiness feels unreal. I dare not imagine it.

  It's just like a dream, when I wake up from the dream, everything is gone.