Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 320 "Shen Du, did you already like me?" "How early did you say that?"

After thinking for a while, Nan Song finally settled his words in his heart.

"Well, I just think that since we are now meal friends, we still need to get to know each other about each other's eating habits."

After finishing speaking, he muttered in a low voice: "And I clearly remember that you were not allergic to yams before."

Fanyou, listen, what a beautiful word, without losing sincerity and without being too serious and formal, she is simply a genius.

"But you don't have to feel sorry for me."

"why?"

Shen Du looked into her eyes, and said solemnly: "Because I don't understand your eating habits, we are even."

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Nan Song was choked up by his words and was suddenly speechless.

At the end, she sighed softly: "Okay, let's even it out."

"Well, there's still plenty of time to get to know each other slowly in the future, so don't worry."

Hearing what he said, Nan Song felt something was wrong, blinked and said, "Who is in a hurry? I'm not in a hurry."

"Then why are you apologizing to me?"

".Didn't I already say that? In order to become each other's qualified food friends, it is necessary to understand each other's eating habits."

"oh, I see."

Shen Du looked thoughtful, looking at Nan Song with a trace of inquiry in his eyes.

Nan Song felt a little uncomfortable with his eyes, as if he was running naked with no clothes on.

"Yeah, otherwise what do you think?"

"Just fan friends?" Shen Du suddenly asked.

Nan Song didn't know what was going on, so he came up with a thought: "Then what else? What kind of friend do you want to be? P friend?"

"We already are."

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If someone is shameless towards you, you have to be even more shameless than the other person. Regarding this point, the dog man seems to practice it quite well.

All right, it's not that the whole family doesn't come in, in a sense, she and Shen Du are really a fucking match.

Nan Song didn't bother to talk to him anymore, and put a piece of Huamei Xiaopai into Shen Du's plate: "Eat, you can't stop your mouth even if you eat!"

"Thank you."

Seeing the trick, Shen Du readily accepted the small row.

Nan Song himself took a bite, um, the delicious food is more popular, he has no mouth, can't talk, and is not annoying, unlike a man, haha.

While Nan Song was enjoying the happiness brought by the delicious food, Shen Du hit her in the waist with another sentence.

"Did you see that photo in the drawer?"

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Nan Song's action of picking up vegetables stopped instantly, his head was buzzing.

When she raised her head and looked at Shen Du's calm expression, she couldn't tell whether the man really saw it or was fishing for a moment.

After thinking for a moment, I decided not to admit it.

Although there is a camera in the dog man's office, he will know sooner or later, but face is a thing that can be stabilized for a second is a second.

"What picture?"

In order to make himself less guilty, Nan Song tried to put his facial expressions and body movements as natural as possible.

"It's the photo that you took out and peeked at among the documents."

Listening to the way of questioning, the cliché skills are quite full.

"I didn't peek at any photos." Nan Song continued to speak stubbornly.

"It's nothing to read. I know you read it. I won't blame you."

What's the matter with this dog man's tone of being a little doting?

Looking at Shen Du, Nan Song felt the certainty in his attitude.

All right, overturned.

"Okay, I saw it, but that photo is just an ordinary photo, without any information. I thought it was someone so important to you."

Shen Du was silent for a moment.

Then he hooked the corners of his lips: "Are you honest now?"

"You've caught them all, and there's nothing you can do if you're not honest."

"Didn't you look at that photo carefully?"

"Looked."

"It's useless."

Nan Song didn't understand the meaning of his words, raised his head with a puzzled expression: "What?"

"You were in that photo, but you didn't recognize it."

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Nan Song was stunned: "Me? Is there me?"

"Ah."

"...Impossible, I can't even recognize myself."

Shen Du snorted lightly.

Seeing that he didn't intend to continue talking, Nan Song became anxious this time.

"What are you talking about? Is there really me in that photo? When was it taken? Did you take it?"

Nan Song recalled the scene in that photo, which was in the basketball hall.

Basketball hall. When has she been to the basketball hall?

Usually she has no habit of watching basketball games at all. When was the last time she watched a basketball game in her life?
The pictures of the past flashed in my mind like a movie. Nan Song's memory went back to his high school days. The last time he watched a basketball game was in the last semester of his senior year.

In that basketball game, there was Shen Du.

At this moment, the content of the two people's chat and the pictures of the past in the memory overlap little by little, and Nan Song looks at Shen Du.

"Did that photo be taken when you played the school competition in the last semester of your third year of high school?"

"Correct."

"It's you playing the game, the camera doesn't shoot you, what are the audience doing?"

"I asked a classmate to help me take pictures."

Now that the matter has been talked about, the details have become more and more clear. Nan Song looked at Shen Du, and his mind was full of thoughts.

"I have a bold idea, I don't know if I should say it or not."

"You said."

For some reason, Nan Song heard a little encouragement from his light "you said".

Two short words, the subtext seems to be—come on, what do you want to say, brother, I will patiently explain to you.

Regarding her doubts in her heart, Nan Song originally wanted to ask tactfully, but after thinking about the words in her heart for a long time, she found that they were almost meaningless, so she finally cut straight to the point.

"Shen Du, did you already like me?"

The person opposite met her gaze frankly, and said, "How early did you say?"

"Very early, such as high school?"

Nan Song tentatively asked the doubts in his heart, only to find that he was extremely nervous after asking.

After so many years of walking in the rivers and lakes, what big scenes have you not seen?what is this?
Calm down, Nam Song, you have to be calm.

Shen Du looked at her and didn't speak, Nan Song was stared at so that his heart was a little hairy.

"Why are you looking at me like that? I asked you a question, and you answered me."

Even Nan Song himself didn't realize that when he was talking to Shen Du, he used more and more "ah" between the lines.

At first glance, it sounds weird.

"Do you care about this issue?"

"Well, I care."

"Why do you care?"

Shen Du raised questions one after another, and Nan Song already faintly felt overwhelmed.

"Just, curious."

"If you're only curious, then I don't need to tell you."

　There are two more after midnight.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)