We seems to have met in our dream

Shen Haosong looked straight at Shen Siyu. It seemed that if she looked less, the woman would run away with others.

"You don't even ask me why I come to you for dinner every day? Or how I feel after seeing Ruan hang?"

Shen Haosong's depression has been suppressed for several days. If he doesn't say it, he estimates that he will have to suffocate.

"That's your business."

Shen Siyu took off Shen Haosong's hand and went into the kitchen. He took out a handful of mustard blue and a few cloves of garlic from the fridge, and was busy alone.

"Why did you throw away the flowers I gave you? In that case, you can completely prevent me from entering this door. What do you think, Siyu? You are clearly giving me a chance, but you want to stay away. This is torture, you know?"

Shen Siyu actually heard it, but deliberately twisted up the sound of water.

"Shen Siyu, you are still my woman!"

The loud voice shook Shen Siyu's shoulder.

Shen Siyu looked back and still smiled, "well, why don't you go back to dinner?"

Shen Haosong clearly didn't want to say that, but he was speechless in the face of Shen Siyu's indifferent smile. Shen Siyu went to Shen Haosong and pushed him to his room. "I threw away your flowers because I only accept that you are my eldest brother, and I want to start with Ruan hang. It's not appropriate."

Shen Haosong didn't believe she would be so indifferent!

Clinging to Shen Siyu's arm, a pair of eagle eyes seem to be unable to pull out from a woman's face. Anyone will blush and heartbeat. Shen Siyu is really going crazy, not to mention her heart is not so strong at all.

Shen Siyu didn't dodge or push. He had to let Shen Haosong pull his arm and push his body back.

"You still love me, don't you? You can't put it down after 8 years of feelings. You tell me, you say!"

Shen Haosong roared. He seemed to be going crazy these days.

Shen Siyu panicked and was stabbed hard.

Can she admit it? Admitting meant that he fell into the trap of the old man again and lived a life worse than before. Shen Siyu also had dignity and the right to be loved openly.

She clenched her teeth and shook her head slowly, but like a fishbone stuck in her throat, she couldn't say a word.

Shen Haosong got up and held Shen Siyu tightly in his arms. "I can ignore what you did before. It's over. None of us should care, okay? Start over... Start over..."

Shen Haosong's rude breath revolves around the woman.

Shen Siyu nodded in her heart. She only listened to the man's words, "I can ignore what you've done before..."

The heart broke in pain, but with a bitter smile, Shen Haosong still didn't trust her.

Shen Haosong buried his head in Shen Siyu's chest with uneven breath. He breathed deeply between the ups and downs. It was such a feeling and taste. Once her tenderness came back, Shen Haosong was immediately lost.

Looking up, Shen Haosong's eyes were covered with scarlet red, like the dry earth, with clear lines. She looked at Shen Siyu's small mouth like Ying with her eyebrows. There was some greed, so she tried to get closer.

"Pa!"

Shen Siyu didn't know where the power came from and slapped the man in the face. While Shen Haosong was stunned, she broke free from the man's body and leaned back against the wall, panting, her eyes full of panic and anger.

Shen Haosong looked up and half his face was hot. This is the first slap a woman gives in her life, and only Shen Siyu dares to do so.

No gas, Shen Haosong licked his teeth with the tip of his tongue, and his enthusiasm fell down for a long time, "I'm sorry."

Shen Siyu turned and went to the small kitchen. A few minutes later, when a plate of plain fried mustard came out, Shen Haosong had disappeared.

……

Later, Shen Haosong still came every day, but the door of the antique shop was always closed. Shen Haosong knew that she annoyed Shen Siyu.

It was still the box on the second floor of the bar. When Shen Haosong came in, Si Zhenxuan was a little surprised.

"What are you looking at? Xueying has gone back to Beicheng."

Si Zhenxuan nodded. "It was last week that he Xueying went back to Beicheng. You don't have time, or I asked the Secretary to send her a ticket."

Well, nothing can be concealed from Si Zhenxuan.

Shen Haosong sat beside him. He pressed the call button on the tea table. A waiter pushed the door and came in.

"President Si, President Shen, what else do you need?"

Shen Haosong waved and took out his wallet from his inner pocket. "Give me two dozen more beers."

The waiter lowered his head and borrowed the money with both hands. Si Zhenxuan sat upright and glanced at the man's wallet. "Oh, so it is."

"You are not satisfied with he Xueying? Then why did you marry her?"

Shen Haosong never hid any secrets from this man. He subconsciously looked at the picture in his wallet and closed it.

Then he opened it again.

"I'm not dissatisfied. She's fine. I'll take good care of her."

Si Zhenxuan sipped the wine in his cup and tasted it carefully, as well as Shen Haosong's words.

"I heard you've been looking for your sister every day recently. Now you're married. Do you think it's appropriate?"

Shen Haosong didn't speak and drank wine stuffy. He knew that Si Zhenxuan's advice to him was good.

"Shut the door? I expected it."

"Si Zhenxuan! I didn't come to drink with you to listen to your sarcastic remarks!" Shen Haosong couldn't hold the fire and shouted at Si Zhenxuan nearby, "Why did I pit her? I like her too. Didn't you know before? I hated her mother so much. If it weren't for Shen Siyu, I could directly let the woman Anmei disappear in the world. Who did I endure it for? Also, you know that you haven't found a real murderer now. You let me not doubt it? I think I've loved enough, What is she dissatisfied with? "

Men who drink too much are hopeless, especially those who want to get drunk.

Si Zhenxuan vowed that he would never find Shen Haosong to drink again.

"Hey, wake up." Si Zhenxuan kicked the muddy Shen Haosong.

"Well... Siyu."

Si Zhenxuan looked up at the waiter in front of him. He silently took out some money from his pocket and handed it to each other. Then he pointed a finger at the man on the ground, "he, send it to 329 antique lane for me."

Si Zhenxuan felt that the explanation was not clear enough. He leaned over and took out his wallet from Shen Haosong's pocket. He shook the picture in front of the waiter. "This woman, give it to her."

……

Half asleep and half awake, someone smashed the door crazily.

Shen Siyu supported himself on his arm, touched the wall with one hand and pulled the light rope.

She frowned, rubbed her loose eyes and shouted, "who!"