The Ninety Continuation of Their Story

Chapter 95
Ren Zitao looked up at the shower head, the water from the shower splashed on his face.

He used Jiang Nan's facial cleanser, shampoo, and conditioner.

The foam flowed down his broad shoulders, his powerful arms, his back, his narrow waist, all the way to his feet.

He started to write in his diary again, his hair was not dried, half of his handwriting was stained by water stains.

The writing at the desk is very serious.

After finishing writing, he went to Jiang Nan's house again.

Sitting in front of Jiang Nan's piano, he used his index finger to touch the keys that Jiang Nan had touched.

Duo, mi, fa, rot...

After pressing every note randomly, he moved his ten fingers, and a theme song of Spirited Away, which was supposed to be released in 2001, poured out from between his fingers.

While Ren Zitao was playing, he turned his head and stared at the neon lights outside.

He started watching cat and mouse again, eating the potato chips that Jiangnan often ate, sitting cross-legged like Jiangnan, and would slap his knees and laugh when he saw interesting places.

She will sigh after laughing: Didn't she say that she has a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder?Why do you have to turn on the light when you go to the toilet, and she must sleep on the left side, so she really doesn't think about the next episode before she finishes watching the cartoon?

As it turns out, she's the fake OCD and he's the real one.

Ren Zitao no longer relies on alcohol to numb himself to rest.

He deliberately had a cup of milk before going to bed, a healthy Chinese, climbed into bed early, lay down on the left side of the bed, and rubbed his face against the pillow that had been replaced with a floral pillowcase, riding a quilt like Jiang Nan, and had a good night's sleep.

In the early morning of the next day, Ren Zitao opened the curtains and stretched a lot.

The sun shone on his side face, he was turning his head to look at everything in the room, thinking: I am more polite than her, the bed is clean after sleeping all night, and I don’t need to pick the long hair on the bed.

In the cloakroom, Ren Zitao looked in the mirror again after changing his clothes.

High-necked white sweater, blue-gray white plaid knee-length coat, jeans, winter style white shoes, and shoulder bag.

He touched his face and thought: women, it's hard to judge whether a man is scum or not, but I'm so handsome.

Liu Che stood at the door of the soup bag shop looking forward to it. After waiting for a long time, he became impatient, and sat on the hood of the car to wait again.

Passers-by thought this handsome guy was waiting for his girlfriend to have breakfast, but what they were waiting for was another royal blue sports car, and a handsome guy who looked more expensive got out of the car.

Both of them are more than 1.8 meters tall, and they are all wearing men's coats.

After opening the door curtain, several tables of girls in the store looked over in unison.

Ren Zitao glanced at him, feeling a little disappointed that he wasn't there.

Liu Che asked: "Why did you come here to eat? Are you a little detoured? If you really want to go a long way, go to my school and don't bother me."

Ren Zitao said angrily, "I can't come here to eat?"

Liu Che laughed, so that several girls in the store looked at him even more. He glanced at him, smiled back, raised his eyebrows and whispered to Ren Zitao:

"Why don't I meet someone from Beijing University now, and use the little sisters' meal cards to sneak into the canteen of Beijing University? The chance of encountering there is more likely than in the bun shop. But it's hard to say, there are so many cafeterias, and Jiang Nan is a thief. It's easy to feed, she can eat anything."

"There's so much nonsense, I'm just here to eat a steamed stuffed bun."

"Come on, be stubborn, keep on being stubborn, buddy, I don't care about it." Liu Che ate each bun deliciously, and while eating, he directed Ren Zitao: "Go, buy me another bowl of porridge."

After eating, Liu Che was about to get in the car, but when he realized that Ren Zitao hadn't followed, he stood behind and wondered what he was thinking: "Let's go?"

"You ate three cages of steamed stuffed buns just now, why don't you go for a stroll?"

"You're sick, it's a deadly cold day, why should I hang out with you, I have to go back to school, I have morning classes." Liu Che looked disgusted, as if I had to go because you wanted to do something.

"There is a morning class, I still want to talk to you about drones, and have an in-depth discussion with you from the perspective of my engineering student."

Liu Che: "..."

Liu Che is not a vegetarian either, he locked the car door again, bumped Ren Zitao with his arm, and asked knowingly: "Zitao, do you really want my buddy to advise you now, anyway, it's so close to Beijing University, let's go there for a stroll Well, let me tell you, if there is no way, I won’t say anything.”

Ren Zitao also bumped Liu Che back with his arm: "You scumbag."

"What are you scolding me for?"

"I won't tell."

On the narrow path leading to the side gate of Beijing University, the conversation between two childish men was left behind.

It's easy to say when you enter the campus.

Both of them put their hands in their coat pockets, chatting about the plane, and sometimes when they got excited, they would laugh at each other side by side. Girls passing by looked at them. I'm sorry, but the two handsome guys didn't pay attention at all. No, they only have each other in their eyes.

After circling three times on one side and two times on one side, he raised his head again, and unknowingly arrived at the downstairs of Jiangnan's dormitory.

After all, Liu Che is a kind person. He glanced at the building number and at Ren Zitao: "Let's chat here."

Ren Zitao's expression was slightly unnatural: "No, just go ahead."

At this moment, a window on the fourth floor opened, and Jiang Nan shouted, "Gu Yuchen!"

Gu Yuchen was still fine, Ren Zitao's heart trembled, and Liu Che recognized Jiang Nan's voice all at once.

Just look at the voice, a small basket was erected from the fourth floor connected by wool, a young man in a white down jacket hurried over, put the rice bowl in the basket, put the money in his pocket, and then raised his head Shouted: "There are too many tofu nao, it's preserved egg and lean pork porridge."

Jiang Nan pulled the rope with a silly expression on his face, but he still answered Gu Yuchen first: "Thank you, you can go now, see you later."

After shouting, he looked back at Liu Che who was looking up at her, and the top of Ren Zitao's head.

That's right, not only the top of his head, he didn't even lift his head, that guy even turned his face to one side to look into the distance.

Jiang Nan pulled up the small basket and greeted Liu Che while pulling it up: "Why are you here? Looking for me?"

Liu Che looked at Ren Zitao from the corner of his eye, then raised his head and said, "Passing by."

ah?Jiangnan Kaba rolled his eyes twice, how could she answer these words.

"Then let's pass by, I have breakfast." After finishing speaking, he closed the window.

"Zi Tao, you said you've been walking around all morning, where should you look at the end, there are people up there."

"Who is that person?" Ren Zitao frowned.

Liu Che suddenly wanted to laugh, but the laugh was a bit unkind, and he thought: Just pretend, keep pretending, if you can pretend to the end, my buddies will call you brother from now on.

"Didn't you hear it? His name is Gu Yuchen. He was filming with Jiang Nan. I've seen it twice. It is said that he is a freshman."

Ren Zitao sneered, anyone can be called a school grass now, and I am tired of these two words.

"Why did he bring her breakfast?"

Liu Che said with a smile, "I want to chase her."

Ren Zitao squinted at Liu Che for a long time, until Liu Che was taken aback, and thought: Okay, I'll put a label on her, and I'll see who dares to chase after her.

Behind the curtains in the 418 dormitory, Jiang Nan bit his nails and hid there, secretly looking at the two people downstairs until they left.

Jiang Nan couldn't figure it out.

But Secretary Liang knew that Mr. Ren was ill. After returning home overnight, she seemed to be seriously ill because she couldn't keep up with her thoughts.

"Mr. Ren, you want me to contact the director?"

"Correct."

"You, you want to make a film?"

Ren Zitao closed the pen: "Yes."

　Ask for a monthly pass.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)