Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 364 "I won't marry you in the future, and I won't become your wife. Why are you in a hurry?"

"Hey, why don't you just order it when I'm the only one ordering it? Order quickly, you're welcome."

Nan Song even reached out to touch Shen Du's elbow.

Shen Du turned his head and looked at her with eyes as if he was mentally retarded, the young man fell into deep thought.

"How on earth did you manage to use my money to buy food and still tell me not to be polite? Do you have any misunderstanding about my money?"

Before Nan Song could answer, the clerk who had been watching the two of them spoke.

"You two. Are you boyfriend and girlfriend? Are you in a relationship? Boys should be more generous, what's the matter with buying some oden for girls? When she becomes your wife in the future, don't you still have to spend the money you earn for her? You have to take a long-term view, so that both of you will be happy."

Most of the time, the sorrows and joys of human beings are not interlinked, but a few times, the sorrows and joys of human beings are interlinked——

For example, Nan Song and Shen Du now, they all think this clerk is very noisy.

The two of them didn't speak, and turned their heads to look at the clerk at the same time, with a cold expression on their faces. For some reason, the clerk suddenly felt a chill down his back.

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Realizing that he seemed to have said something wrong, the clerk squeezed out an awkward yet polite smile.

"Haha, you guys chat, you chat." After speaking, he picked up the long-handled small spoon next to him and scooped the soup into the cup of Kanto cooking.

Nan Song glanced down and said, "Please put some coriander and millet spicy for me."

"Okay okay."

Shen Du frowned: "Don't you have a stomachache? Do you still eat spicy food?"

Nan Songyun raised his eyebrows blandly, and glanced at her sideways: "Spicy is fine, as long as you don't eat ice."

Seeing that she looked heartless when she answered the question, with "what do you know, a stinky man who can't come to your aunt" written all over her face, Shen Du suddenly regretted asking her that question just now.

Whether she is hot or cold, her stomach hurts, so what does it have to do with him?
"Add a bunch of yams," he said.

Clerk: "OK."

Nan Song turned to look at him: "Do you like yam?"

"Correct."

"I like it too, so do you like crispy yams or softer yams?"

Shen Du felt that she talked a lot and was a bit noisy, but he still answered, but he was a bit stingy with words.

"crisp."

"What a coincidence, me too!"

Shen Du was afraid that she would continue to ask, so he simply turned his head and looked at the door, his attitude of refusing to communicate was obvious.

Nan Song didn't think much about it, he took the full cup of oden from the clerk, and when he passed by Shen Du, he was all smiling.

"Dude, pay."

Throwing down these five words, Nan Song bounced back to his seat, ready to start feasting.

Shen Du looked at the girl's slender back, and gritted his back molars silently.

After paying the money, he returned to his seat and saw Nan Song put his hands together on the table, looking eagerly at the cup of Oden in front of him.

"Aren't you hungry? You should eat."

Nan Song looked up at him and blinked his eyes: "Wow, why are you so fierce? I found that you are really heartless. Didn't I just want to wait for you to come over and eat together? "

Shen Du recalled a series of things that happened tonight, and looked at her expressionlessly: "You should ask your conscience, who is the heartless one?"

"I have no conscience, I can't touch it." Nan Song answered the words quickly.

Shen Du: "."

In the following time, Nan Song turned himself into an Oden elimination machine, and the strings went down, and his stomach gradually became full.

Putting down the last bamboo stick, she took out a piece of toilet paper, wiped her mouth with satisfaction, and burped a little.

Nan Song leaned his entire upper body towards the back of the chair behind him, with a lazy expression: "Ah, I'm satisfied, I'm satisfied."

Shen Du, who was sitting opposite and was holding a bunch of yams, looked at her with a frown.

"Did Aunt Bai usually find a teacher who teaches etiquette to teach you?"

Nan Song thought he was just chatting casually with himself, and replied: "Yes, what's the matter?"

"Then how did you manage to eat and sit without eating?"

Feeling the strong disgust in his tone, Nan Song sat upright in his chair and looked at him, sorting out his words in his brain.

"What does it have to do with you whether I eat or not? Why, you can't bear my carelessness? I won't marry you in the future, and I won't become your wife. Why are you so anxious?"

Shen Du looked calm, and tapped his index finger on the table: "You're thinking too much, I'm not in a hurry, just asking casually."

"Cut." Nan Song snorted lightly and didn't say any more.

After finishing the oden, Shen Du stood up and looked down at Nan Song.

"I'm leaving."

"where are you going?"

Shen Du looked at her with a frown, and said four words lightly: "I'm going home."

"Oh." Nan Song responded casually.

Shen Du turned around, stopped again, and turned to look at her: "What about you? Are you going to stay here all night?"

"Ah, no, I'll be leaving soon."

Shen Du stared at her for a while, without saying anything, turned around and walked towards the glass door of the convenience store.

As soon as he pushed the door open and walked out, he felt footsteps coming from behind him. Looking back, Nan Song was standing behind him.

The two of them stared at each other silently for a second, and finally Shen Du spoke first: "What are you doing?"

"Oh, I'm going home too."

Nan Song's expression was open and frank, without any superfluous emotions.

Under the light at the entrance of the convenience store, half of Shen Du's face was hidden in the light, and he had a half-smile: "Didn't you say you can't go home tonight?"

Nan Song was choked for a moment: ".You don't care about me."

Shen Du curled his lips and walked forward, Nan Song followed silently.

The moonlight fell and fell on the wide road, and the shadows of the two people on the ground were stretched out.

The young man put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked forward slowly, not fast. Nan Song looked at the back of the man in front of him, and trotted a few steps to narrow the distance between the two.

Shen Du's head was slightly lowered, and the spines on the back of his neck were very obvious, looking cold and attractive under the moonlight, Nan Song glanced at it, and blamed his mother for being pretty.

This man's Adam's apple is also very good-looking, she noticed it when he was hiding in the wall just now.

"Hey, I have a question for you." Nan Song finally couldn't hold back his mouth.

"what?"

"What's your relationship with Lu Chenghan?"

She had wanted to ask this question for a long time tonight, and she couldn't resist her curiosity.

Hearing this name, Shen Du didn't stop, but turned to look at Nan Song.

"What does it matter? It doesn't matter at all."

Nan Song pursed his lips and looked at his side face, tsk tsk, he didn't even want to say the word "ordinary classmate". It seems that this relationship is really bad.

(End of this chapter)