him and her cat

Chapter 100
When we got out of the car, there was a damp cold wind blowing.

Shujia shivered, feeling cold.

Zhou Dang held an umbrella in his hand, looked over, and wanted to take off his coat and give it to her.

Shujia hastily stopped his movements, "Don't, you still have a cold, don't freeze."

There was a tick-tock of cold rain falling from the tip of the umbrella.

He looked down at the thin fingers clutching his sleeve.

"It is better for one to catch a cold than two."

He said.

Shujia was holding her bag in her arms, and her long straight hair was draped softly on her shoulders. She smiled softly and said softly, "Okay, what a nonsense, let's go."

She brought Zhou Dang home.

Shujia was in the room, took out her clothes one by one, laid them flat and folded them.

It's a little distracted when you overlap.

The phone on the bed vibrated suddenly.

Jiang Yuyu called.

Shujia picked it up, sandwiched it between her shoulders and the side of her face, and gave a feed.

"I heard that you brought Zhou Dang home?" Jiang Yuyu seemed to have been overturned in his values, and exclaimed again and again: "Wow, you guys are developing fast enough."

The gossip is indeed the fastest.

After a while, even Jiang Yuyu knew about it.

Shujia smiled helplessly, and said while folding the clothes: "No, he will go back at night, and he won't stay overnight."

"And." She paused, "He has a low fever, I'll let him sleep later."

Jiang Yuyu let out a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "I was scared to death, I thought you... that, huh? Understand."

Shujia ignored her teasing, and said angrily: "I don't understand, I don't understand at all."

"You're just here to talk to me."

Jiang Yuyu wanted to say more, but was interrupted by Shujia: "Okay, I'll hang up first, I'll talk about it later."

The phone hangs up.

Zhou Dang came out of the bathroom. He had just taken a shower, his hair was still wet, he was wearing a cotton T-shirt, and he opened the door to come in.

Shujia's heart skipped a beat.

He sat beside him, turned his face to the side, and looked at Shujia calmly, his eyes were a little tired.

She stopped what she was doing and looked back: "What's wrong, I'm still hungry"

Zhou Dang lowered his eyes and shook his head.

Shujia continued to arrange her clothes.

The room was quiet for a while, and he suddenly thought of what Aaron had said when he was in America.

Basically, girls don't like boys like him who are too boring.Although it looks good, it will eventually be bored.

be bored.
Zhou Dang glanced at Shujia, and tried hard to find a topic: "What are you wearing on your wrist?"

"Ah?" Shujia was stunned, raised her hand and shook it twice, and the silver bracelet she was wearing made a soft knocking sound, "Is this?"

He nodded.

Seeing his serious look, she wanted to laugh, but she held back and teased him: "It's just an ordinary bracelet. If you like it, I can give you one."

"."

Zhou Dang let out a low voice.

This counts.
Did the awkward chat fail?

Shujia pursed her lips and smiled, put the clothes aside, took his hand and asked, "What are these tattoos on your hands?"

From the first time they met, she noticed the string of black patterns on the back of his hands and arms.

She has always been curious, and even went to Baidu silently.

Zhou Dang glanced at her and said simply: "Dreams come true."

"So simple?" Shujia touched the skin with her fingers, it was smooth without any ups and downs, she raised her head, "When did you get the tattoo?"

He didn't speak, but thought about it.

"Very small? Don't your parents tell me?" Shujia guessed.

Zhou Dang nodded silently.

how small.
Probably when I first started playing professionally, my mother remarried, at the age of fourteen or fifteen, and had no one to discipline me.It didn't take long to enter the LPL. There was a lot of pressure, and it was the most rebellious age. I wanted to try all kinds of bad things.

(End of this chapter)