She Came To My Concert

The two talked to each other without noticing that the door behind them opened again.

Until Zhu Qisen pulled Shi Xueer's sleeve, she turned her head and immediately petrified.

"This is my college classmate and current colleague, Zhu Qisen."

Zhu Wenshu introduced Ling Chen to him while leading him in.

"Hello."

Ling Chen nodded to him, and a few seconds later, Zhu Qisen smirked and touched the back of his head: "Hello, hello, you're welcome, just call me Sensen."

"..."

Zhu Wenshu looked at the sculpture Shi Xueer Sculpture again, "This is Zhu Qisen's girlfriend, Shi Xueer is also a teacher."

Ling Chen also nodded: "Hello."

Shi Xueer didn't react at all, Zhu Qisen took a look at her, fearing that she would faint on the spot again, so he quickly took out a candy from his bag and stuffed it into her mouth.

As for Ying Fei at the side.

As soon as Zhu Wenshu turned her head, she rushed into the room at a speed that could participate in the Olympic sprint.

So the move became extraordinarily quiet.

Ling Chen also brought Lu Manman and a little boy to help, and helped Zhu Wenshu move all the things out without much effort. Shi Xueer, on the other hand, stood in the living room all the time, her mouth seemed to have degenerated, and she didn't say a complete sentence after several times of "hmm, huh, huh".

Half an hour later, Zhu Wenshu and Ling Chen left.

The moment the door was closed, Shi Xueer's howling came clearly——

"Where's my mouth? Where's my mouth? Where did my mouth go!"

"What's the matter with your friend?"

In the car, Ling Chen rubbed his neck and said softly, "Everyone is silent, same as last time."

"Can't you see?"

Zhu Wenshu said, "Ms. Xueer is your fan, she is very nervous."

"Is it like this when you're nervous?"

Ling Chen smiled, "I thought only people of Ling Siyuan's age would not speak when they were nervous."

Zhu Wenshu didn't speak, just looked at Ling Chen with a smile in his eyes.

"See what I'm doing?"

Ling Chen asked.

"nothing."

Zhu Wenshu pursed his lips and smiled, but didn't continue.

"Don't talk halfway."

There were other people in the car, so Ling Chen just squeezed Zhu Wenshu's palm, "What are you laughing at?"

"I was just thinking—"

Zhu Wenshu raised his chin and said in a low voice, "You are also like a dumb person when you are nervous."

If it weren't for this, how could their high school not even say a few words.

Ling Chen didn't deny it either, and said calmly, "It's okay, I'm usually nervous."

Lu Manman in the front row suddenly turned around and asked, "What about when you're particularly nervous?"

She turned to look at Zhu Wenshu again, "Teacher Zhu, really, I suspect that every time he is on stage, he treats the people in the audience as carrots, and I have never seen him nervous."

Zhu Wenshu also looked at Ling Chen when he heard the words.

"Then are you ever particularly nervous?"

Ling Chen lowered his eyes and said after a while, "Yes."

Lu Manman: "When? A concert? Or a spring night?"

Ling Chen raised his head, looked at the roof of the carriage, and whispered a date.

"September 10th last year."

"What happened that day?"

Lu Manman didn't have any impression, and asked in confusion, "Aren't you on vacation for a few days? Didn't you have any performances?"

Zhu Wenshu was not as clear as Lu Manman about his itinerary at that time, and naturally he didn't know what happened that day.

Ling Chen didn't answer Lu Manman's question right away either. He let it go for a while before turning his head to look at Zhu Wenshu.

"Can not remember?"

Zhu Wenshu blinked: "Is it related to me?"

Ling Chen gave a soft "tsk", raised his hand lazily, and pointed to the neck pillow on the front seat.

"I saw you the other day from this big video doorbell," he said, "I thought I was dreaming."

Chapter 67

Before moving, Zhu Wenshu felt that it would take a long time for him to adapt to living together.

After all, she has grown up so much, and she has never been alone with a man day and night under the same roof, so she doesn't know how to adjust her life.

But it is not.

Perhaps it was because he once took care of his father who was unable to take care of himself by himself, Ling Chen's living ability was completely stronger than Zhu Wenshu's.

He also doesn't like others to intervene too much in his life, and basically does everything by himself.

It's completely different from Zhu Wenshu's imagination of a celebrity life surrounded by multiple assistants who even have to support an umbrella.

Some people get up early in the morning to cook, some people close the windows at night, they can dry quilts together on sunny days, and some people put umbrellas in the porch in advance in rainy seasons.

Even the couriers piled up in the utility room and forgotten to be unpacked will be sorted out every few days, and the cartons are neatly stacked at the entrance, waiting for the cleaning to collect.

Zhu Wenshu also thought about it, there shouldn't be much difference between their living together and her living alone.

After all, Ling Chen is usually busy, always shuttling around the world.

But he spent a lot of time at home during this time.

Sometimes Zhu Wenshu thought that he would not come back, and woke up the next day to find him lying beside him.

Spring came very early in Jiangcheng this year, and the flowers and plants that Zhu Wenshu bought one after another were flourishing, and occasionally they would attract mosquitoes.

Ever since Teacher Zhong came back from her maternity leave, Zhu Wenshu stepped down from her job as a head teacher, and the time has come suddenly.

It's much more relaxed.

But she was not completely idle. Ling Chen said that she wanted to change to a house closer to the Experimental Primary School, and it didn't need to be so big. Sometimes it seemed very empty.