Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

"Are you busy now?"

Reading between the lines, the mood seems a bit low.

He seemed to be in a bad mood.

On the other side of the phone, I don't know where he is now, and the surrounding environment is very quiet.

It was so quiet that only his breathing could be heard, softly, coming through the mobile phone.

There was a pause, and then his voice remained gentle.

"No, not busy."

"..."

Although he was not busy, he replied to her with a few words every time.

It couldn't be shorter, just a few, do you want to ignore her?

She slowly clenched her fists and hammered the glass window with some irritation.

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the other side.

In a luxurious and bright villa.

Lou Mengzhu watched the calm and gentle man put down the shopping bag in his hand and answered the phone.

Not knowing what the person on the phone said, he turned around and walked out.

Standing outside the villa, his voice was very soft.

The tone of voice was different from usual.

I don't know who I'm talking to.

"..." Lou Mengzhu, who was half lying on the sofa, watched him walk out and stood up immediately.

He took out the thermometer under his arm, placed it in the cup of warm water on the coffee table, and shook it.

Bring the temperature up.

When it reached thirty-nine degrees, she put the thermometer back under her arm again.

Pretend to feel uncomfortable and wait for him to come back after making the call.

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Outside the door of the villa, Shen Zhi leaned against the wall, eyes lowered.

Wearing black-framed glasses that have never changed forever, and a shabby suit.

Quietly, listen.

Listening to her on the phone, it was quiet for a while.

Then, he sniffed again, his voice getting lower and lower.

"Really, aren't you busy?"

He sounded like he was about to cry, with a faint nasal sound.

The background was too quiet, as if something had hit it.

"Plop--" There was a sound of glass breaking.

She hissed suddenly.

Shen Zhi's drooping eyelashes trembled slightly, and his dark eyes raised.

"What's wrong?"

It was still a gentle voice.

Slowly, it seems that there is less alienation.

very patient.

But she didn't speak, and the phone was suddenly hung up.

A busy beep sounded, cold and mechanical.

He held the cell phone firmly to his ear, motionless.

Frequent beeps, endless ringing.

His eyes fell on the ground quietly and stayed there for a long time.

Then, he slowly took off the mobile phone that was placed next to his ear.

The screen went black.

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By the time Shen Zhi entered the villa again, almost ten minutes had passed.

I don’t know what we talked about that lasted so long.

Lou Mengzhu knew that he was often busy with work, so he didn't take it seriously.

When he saw him coming in, he immediately pretended to be weak.

Humming, feeling uncomfortable, frowning.

"Brother Shen Zhi, I seem to have a real fever... I really want to vomit..."

As she spoke, she took out the thermometer from her armpit, her fingers trembling.

"Three...thirty-nine degrees..."

After Shen Zhi came in, his expression remained gentle.

Although he is not good-looking and his appearance is not good-looking, he always has a gentle, considerate and mature temperament.

Whether it's for men or women.

Polite and courteous, inexplicably a gentleman.

Lou Mengzhu liked this about him.

The charm of maturity and stability is like a stable mountain, very reliable.

With him around, I feel inexplicably at ease.

She looked at him and came in carrying two large shopping bags.

In front of the refrigerator, put some frozen items in advance.

The refrigerator is very messy, with leftovers scattered all over the place and never put away.