She Came To My Concert

Yin Yueze didn't know what he was thinking and didn't speak.

Zhu Wenshu took two steps towards the side of the road, thought of something, then turned around and said, "Also, don't meddle in my affairs as a friend in the future. My answer is the same as back then. I am responsible for the path I choose. .”

"So that's how it is."

Yin Yueze's eyes flickered slightly, he sneered, and then said, "Then do you know that Ling Chen's father is a mental patient?"

Zhu Wenshu's eyes widened suddenly, staring at Yin Yueze for a long time.

Mental, sick?

Seeing that Zhu Wenshu was so surprised, Yin Yueze took a step closer to her, "Are you sure you won't inherit it?"

In fact, Zhu Wenshu didn't listen to the latter sentence at all, and the words "mental patients" were still wandering in her mind.

"he--"

Just as Zhu Wenshu said a word, the door of the car on the side of the road opened.

She turned her head subconsciously, and saw the man in the car stepping out, without a hat or mask, walking towards her so blatantly.

"Are you done talking?"

Ling Chen stood beside Zhu Wenshu, lowered his head and asked her.

Zhu Wenshu was a little helpless, how did they look like they were "chatting"?

"...The chat is over."

"good."

Ling Chen took Zhu Wenshu's hand, turned to look at Yin Yueze, "Then let's go."

Seeing that Yin Yueze was silent, Ling Chen grabbed Zhu Wenshu and left.

When the people turned around, Yin Yueze showed anger on his face.

So just now Zhu Wenshu knew that Ling Chen was watching him?

Play him like a monkey?

In the car, the two sat in the middle row, separated by an aisle.

Ling Chen didn't speak after getting into the car. Although his expression looked fine, Zhu Wenshu always felt that the atmosphere was a bit dull.

She coughed twice, and Ling Chen turned to look at her.

Zhu Wenshu blinked, and Ling Chen turned his head to the window again, still silent.

The words "I'm jealous" were almost written on his face.

There was also a driver in the car, and Zhu Wenshu couldn't say anything, so he could only sneak his hand over and hook Gou Lingchen's little finger.

He looked down at Zhu Wenshu's hand, then slowly moved his eyes to her again, and raised his eyebrows.

"that's all?"

Zhu Wenshu pursed his lips, looked straight ahead, opened Ling Chen's hand without a trace, and gently drew a circle on his palm.

She didn't say a word, but Chen felt itchy all over.

Suddenly, he grabbed Zhu Wenshu's hand, squeezed it hard, and then turned his head and said, "What are you talking about with your ex-boyfriend?"

Just as Zhu Wenshu was about to speak, he heard him say softly, "We're going to talk for so long."

Zhu Wenshu was startled: "Long time?"

"A whole day—" Ling Chen said word by word, "Seven minutes."

Zhu Wenshu: "..."

Those who didn't know thought she had chatted with her ex-boyfriend for seven hours.

"Talking about you."

Ling Chen's eyes froze, he was silent for a moment, and his tone was no longer frivolous.

"What are you talking about?"

Zhu Wenshu said: "I told him, I would have known that I would not have played with him in front of you when I was in high school, so as not to be soured every day now, alas, I regret it to death."

She said this to tease Ling Chen, but she didn't expect the atmosphere in the car to suddenly become solemn.

She turned her head and saw Ling Chen looking at her deeply.

"I really can't be as calm and calm as him."

These words still sound like jealousy, but why is the tone wrong?

Zhu Wenshu was thinking about it, and heard him say again: "But I didn't think there was anything wrong with you being with him before."

Zhu Wenshu blinked: "Huh?"

"Didn't you understand?"

He bowed his head and smiled, "It won't be me anyway, it's good to have such a good person to accompany you for three years."

Zhu Wenshu's heart was a little soft, and he shook his hand, "Actually, it's not that good, otherwise why would I break up with him."

Ling Chen raised his eyes suddenly: "What about me?"

Zhu Wenshu: "Huh?"

Ling Chen asked: "Compared with him now, who is better?"

After talking for a long time, I was still jealous.

Zhu Wenshu straightened his expression, "Do you want to listen to the truth?"

Ling Chen's expression froze on his face.

"never mind."

"Of course—" Zhu Wenshu turned to look at him, "Hello, you are the best."

For a long time, Ling Chen turned his head and said nothing, not knowing whether he believed it or not.

Zhu Wenshu thought for a while, then suddenly took out something from his bag and stuffed it on Ling Chen's lap.

Ling Chen picked it up and looked at it, not knowing why.

"What's this?"

"new Year's gift."

Zhu Wenshu actually struggled for a long time at that time, fearing that a mobile phone would not be able to catch Ling Chen's eyes, but she really couldn't think of what Ling Chen lacked.

Seeing Ling Chen just staring at her without speaking, Zhu Wenshu asked nervously, "Don't you like it?"

Ling Chen didn't answer but instead asked, "Are you...coaxing me?"

Zhu Wenshu blinked and didn't bother to refute.

"Then you should."

Ling Chen looked down at the phone packing box, and said in a low voice, "I'm not that easy to coax."

Zhu Wenshu: "...then I'll think of a way."

Ling Chen smiled lightly, turned his head and opened his eyes slightly.

Through the car window, a gust of cold wind blows towards his face.

After a while, he suddenly said to the driver: "Brother Zhou, have you not smoked for a day?"

The driver didn't expect to be cueed suddenly, and almost stepped on the brakes.

"Huh? I quit."