hot king

Chapter 927: See you again!

The grass is green and the sun is strong.

This is a small dark red building with two floors. There is a courtyard in front of the building, and various flowers and plants are planted in the courtyard.Not precious, but flourishing.

Near the eaves of the porch is a hollowed-out reservoir. Instead of goldfish or turtles, there are two ugly crocodiles in the pond.They lay on the stones in the pool basking in the sun, motionless like two stone sculptures of animals.

Facing the flower garden is a large floor-to-ceiling window. Inside the window is an extremely spacious room. The log-colored floor is smooth and shiny, exuding a natural fragrance.The room was empty, without any decoration, only a set of exquisite audio equipment in the corner of the wall.A strange-sounding Sanskrit sound was playing from the stereo, and a young woman in white linen clothes was making all kinds of beautiful but unbelievable movements along with the music.

Her hands were balanced on the ground, and her feet were slowly lifted up. Her white and tender feet without shoes and socks stood tall in the air, and then formed a straight line with her hands.

After pausing for 2 minutes, the feet continued to stretch forward again, the body rotated 360 degrees in a graceful arc, and once again turned into standing straight on the floor with both feet on the ground.

The sound of the music stopped abruptly, and the woman in sackcloth walked to the corner and took a clean white towel to wipe off the fine beads of sweat on her forehead.

clang----

There was a sharp sound of the doorbell in the house.

She frowned, walked over to open the courtyard door in her slippers.

A middle-aged man wearing white slacks and a plaid striped stand-up collar shirt with a ball cap on his head was standing at the door. The man was in his 30s, with a handsome and gentle face, deep and energetic eyes, and he was specially exposed to the sun. His bronzed skin made him full of the charm of a mature man.

"Quiet, I guess you should have finished your homework. I hurried over here. It shouldn't bother you, right?" the man said with a smile.

"Mr. Chen, what's the matter?" Dong Puti asked while standing on the veranda, looking at the man.

"Qiaoyu, we are already friends. Isn't it too outlandish to always call me Mr. Chen? Call me Chen Shu, or just call me by my English name----didn't I just call you Qiaoyu?" the man called He attached great importance to this question and corrected it.

Of course, he knew the principle of accepting as soon as it was good, and would not force Dong Boti to change for him now.

He pointed to an army green jeep parked at the door, and said, "Please go play flower balls."

Curd balls refer to flower balls.There is also a name called animal ball.

It is an adaptation of the rules of the game of golf, where the batter stands on the walls of Thia and hits the ball to the lured animals.Those who hit the animal's head get the highest score, followed by the body.Each part has a clear scoring standard, and the winners will be rewarded generously.

This sport attracts the rich, and the elite who are tired of playing golf find a long-lost fresh excitement.

"Thank you for your kindness, but ----- I don't like playing ball." Dong Boti refused categorically.

The man's disappointment was shown on his face, but such an expression would not make people disgusted, but instead made people feel a little guilty about him.As if rejecting him was a very immoral thing to do.

He quickly adjusted his mood and said with a smile: "Yes. It's really meaningless to play this all the time. What do you like to play? I'll drive you to the grassland?"

"I already have other arrangements in the afternoon." Dong Puti said.

"Really? Am I honored to know?"

"Drink coffee in the cafe." Dong Puti said.

"Alright." The man said with a smile. "I know there is a very good coffee shop. Their coffee beans are first-class. Shall we try it?"

The man chased after him fiercely, as if he would never give up until he reached his goal.

Perhaps, at this point, other women, no matter how they feel about him, will accept his invitation to drink coffee.

However, for the current Dong Boti, she really has no interest in perfunctory for herself and others.

"My arrangement is -- I drink coffee in the cafe alone." Dong Boti said.

The man's eyes finally became angry, he stared at Dong Boti, and shouted loudly: "Dong Miaoyu, what do you want? I followed you from France to England, from England to Fendigang, from Vatican Tegan followed to Jerusalem, and from Jerusalem to Palau, Egypt, and this shitty prairie. Don’t you understand what I mean?”

"If you still don't understand, I can tell you loudly now, I like you, and I want you to be my woman—Dong Miaoyu, do you understand? I want you to be my Chen Shu's woman."

Dong Boti looked at him calmly, and said, "I understand what you mean, and don't pretend you don't understand what I mean."

"you------"

"Go and get busy. You don't need to come to me every day to waste time." Dong Puti said.After a pause, he said, "Just treat me as a dead person."

"You are still alive. You are still standing in front of me alive. How can I treat you as a dead person?"

"I'm really dead--"

"Even if you die, I will bring you back to life."

"I'm sorry, I-I don't want to live." Dong Puti said in a deep voice.

"------"

"I want you to live." An abrupt voice suddenly sounded.

Chen Shu turned around and saw a young man also wearing a baseball cap standing behind him.What made him angry was that the guy was wearing a baseball cap of the same color and style as him.They accidentally 'bumped the hat'.

"Who are you?" Chen Shu frowned and asked out loud.

"Tang Zhong." Tang Zhong came out from behind Chen Shu and walked towards the yard step by step.

Qiu Yihan followed behind Tang Zhong, looking at Dong Boti not far away with a smile.

Dong Boti's face was finally moved, his eyes made contact with Tang Zhong's, touched, and then became entangled.

"You?" Chen Shu knew who Tang Zhong was.He is a Singaporean, but it does not mean that he knows nothing about Tang Zhong, who is popular in Asia and even the whole world.

He felt a strong sense of crisis, but when he saw Qiu Yihan following Tang Zhong, he felt some expectation in his heart.

Who would bring a charming little beauty to pick up girls?

But, why are the eyes of the two of them a little weird?

"This must be Miss Qiu Yihan, right?" Chen Shu stretched out his hand to Qiu Yihan, and said with a smile: "Miss Qiu, my father is Chen Desheng, and my father met your father in Singapore more than ten years ago. The elders also collaborated on a solar energy project. It’s just a pity that the project didn’t work out.”

"Say hello to Uncle Chen for me." Qiu Yihan responded gracefully.

"It will." Chen Shu said with a smile. "Say hello to Uncle Qiu for me too. If Uncle Qiu and Auntie have time, they must visit Singapore, so that my father and I have the opportunity to show our friendship as landlords."

"It will definitely." Qiu Yihan nodded in agreement.

Chen Shu did not let Qiu Yihan go, looked at Tang Zhong and said, "I have heard about the love affair between Miss Qiu and Mr. Tang, and I remember that there was a period of time when the media all over the world reported it——the media in Singapore also reported it. It is reported every day. In the past few years, the news has been lost, and the two are--married?"

"Not yet." Qiu Yihan shook his head.

"Oh, it's a pre-marital trip now?" Chen Shu guided and controlled the rhythm of the conversation like an elder. "You guys are friends with Quiet?"

Qiu Yihan smiled and said, "We are good friends."

"It's really a fate to meet from a thousand miles away." Chen Shu said. "I didn't expect to meet you here. You must let me be the host today, and give me a chance to be a landlord."

Qiu Yihan pointed to Tang Zhong and Dong Puti, and whispered, "Let them make the decision."

The moment Tang Zhong appeared, Dong Boti felt as if his heart was hit hard by a heavy object.

She couldn't tell whether it was surprise or pain, but there was such a big fluctuation in her stagnant mind.

It turned out that she really didn't die.

She calmed down quickly, and said softly, "Why are you here?"

"Come to find you." Tang Zhong said directly.

"What do you want me to do?"

"please help me."

silence.

After a long time, Dong Puti asked, "What can you do for me?"

"Help me heal."

"I'm not a doctor."

"To me, you are."

Dong Puti shook his head and said, "I'm not a doctor. I'm a patient. I can't cure other people's illnesses, nor can I cure my own illnesses."

"You can cure me."

Dong Puti smiled and said, "Tang Zhong, you have changed a lot."

"Everyone says so."

"I don't want you to change. How nice you were before. Everyone likes it. I like it too."

"I don't want to change either." Tang Zhong said. "But when you leave, people change."

Another long silence.

"You shouldn't have come here." Dong Puti said. "I have traveled all over the world, and I want to find a comfortable and suitable place to retire. Live slowly, and wait to die slowly. I finally found it, and I just found it. Why did you come here?"

"I don't want you to die." Tang Zhong's eyes looked directly at Dong Boti's, as if it was a vortex that was hard to get out of. "I don't want to die either."

"You're still so selfish."

"Maybe that's the only thing that hasn't changed."

"This point cannot be changed. If it is changed, Tang Zhong will not be the same." Dong Puti said.She looked at Chen Shu and said, "Mr. Chen, I have friends here. I want to treat them well."

"It should be." Chen Shu said with a smile. "I know a nice restaurant. Wish I had the honor."

"I'm sorry." Dong Puti said.

Sorry, that means you don't have the honor.

Chen Shu's expression changed, and he said with a smile, "See you later."