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Chapter 14 Ch14 High School Students

Shen Teng sneezed twice upstairs.

When he thinks about it, scolds him twice and catches a cold three times, it's probably because the two people downstairs are talking bad about him together.

Knowing that he has not practiced his skills for a long time, Shen Teng stepped on the soft tone pedal under his left foot. During the performance, he did not forget to turn his head to stare at the big fat white cat lying on the piano bench. Warn it not to try to escape again.

He and the little (big) guy's mother are old acquaintances. Every time on the way home from school, Shen Jiaying would break off a corner of the bread she just bought in her arms and give it to the old cat sitting on the corner basking in the sun. Squat aside and watch it entertain itself for a while before going back.

Shen Yuru's words were tactful just now, but Shen Teng could understand that the cat had probably passed away a long time ago, but what he didn't expect was that it would send his child to Shen's house before leaving. Shen Yuru really kept this kitten and fed it so well.

From a certain angle, this cat looks like its mother, with the same pure white color and blue eyes, but maybe it is lack of exercise and somewhat obese.

"noob."

Although he didn't know its name, Shen Teng picked one casually, and asked very naturally: "How old are you? Is your hair loss serious? Can grandma hug you? Why hasn't she told me about your existence? Did you lie on her lap when you made a video with me last time? You lied to me with her? Is grandma still remembering me for not coming back?"

There are too many of these questions, even if there are not so many, Xiaobai can't answer a single one.

The attic, which was used briefly as a greenhouse, is now nearly half full of sundries. Shen Teng’s piano has moved once in the past eight years since he left home. Now, the piano has been moved directly under the skylight. When Shen Ma plays the piano, he can see the blue sky and passing birds as soon as he looks up.

This place was previously set up by Edwin to place flower stands.Shen Teng came up and turned around just now, the flower stand is gone, with the piano as the boundary, one side is piled up with sundries, the other side is very empty, the former flower pots are sitting in rows by the wall, one by one scattered here and there, and there is nothing inside. Then fill it with flower mud or seeds, and replace it with some colorful paint poured in after filling up the holes at the bottom of the flower pots—Shen Yuru recently painted murals on the wall of the attic.

She always seems to have all sorts of things to enrich her life that she doesn't need to tell or show to anyone else.Shen Yuru does everything to achieve her inner self-consistency, and in this regard, Shen Teng is also willing to bow down.

The piano piece under his fingers naturally transitioned from the elegant "Wonderland" to Bi Li's "WishYouWereGay", and Shen Teng played it attentively and selflessly under the natural spotlight of the skylight.

When he sang, his tone was more languid than usual, and he hummed softly the girl's sad thoughts after being rejected, turning it into a lazy, half-open shirt trying to break up a straight guy in a bar. Take the bait.

If he really sang this song in the bar, then even if Shen Teng dressed ascetically and tied his shirt to the discipline button, there should be many men and women who are willing to take the bait in the audience, but even though Shen Teng has a slutty appearance, he is not as good as strangers. People also like to speak ambiguously, but he has never done such an explicit seduction in public.

Even at this moment, he tried his best to keep down the blurred lyrics, for fear that Shen Yuru would come up after hearing it clearly, grab his ears, and scold him for being shameless in front of the guests.

The ringtone that came with the device rang, and Qin Zheng's cell phone in his jacket pocket rang.

Shen Toma turned a deaf ear to this, and still hummed softly and emotionally "If three'sacrowdand twowasus/One slippedaway (If three become many, two are you and me/Eventually one will fade away)".

The incoming ringtone in your pocket is like the optimized system background sound of the iOS system. If you focus on music, you can use it as the sound of rain, ocean, stream, and balance noise.

But Shen Toma doesn't like this feature.

The piano sound stopped, Shen Teng got up from the piano bench with the cat in his arms, walked to the stairs, and raised his voice: "Your Majesty...Qin Zheng, your phone is ringing!"

He had ulterior motives, he was too lazy to go downstairs and wanted to break up the people who spoke ill of him but he couldn't afford to offend any of them, but Qin Zheng didn't know what he was doing with Shen Yuru, so he didn't agree with this at all.

"Help me pick it up."

He heard Qin Zheng's response.

Pick it up for him?The young master is really arrogant, tens of millions of projects are waiting for him to deal with, but he asks the secretary to help perfunctory.

While muttering, Secretary Shen curiously took out Qin Zheng's cell phone which was still vibrating.The Chinese characters on the screen showed that this was a call from "Ji Chen".

Ji Chen.

Shen Teng remembered the name of this person, and it was Qin Zheng's childhood friend. The second young master didn't have many friends, and he was the only one who had played with him since he was a child. So according to his judgment, this is an important call.

Shen Teng put the phone connected to his ear: "Hi, hello, the young master is busy, call me back later."

His speaking speed wasn't too fast, but his tone was robotic, somewhat imitating the shadow of Qin Zheng's real secretary before him, and he didn't leave much time for the other party to react and answer. He tried to end the call with one sentence to relieve the pressure Handed it over to the other party, but when he hung up, he heard a hesitant "wait a minute".

Shen Teng blinked, looked at the still stupid fat cat lying in his arms, and put the receiver back to his ear.

"That... are you Shen Teng?" Ji Chen asked.

"Aren't you afraid that he will talk nonsense after picking it up?"

Shen Yuru helped Qin Zheng take off the cloth, shook it lightly, and handed the young man a clean sponge so that he could deal with the broken hair on his face in front of the mirror.

"It's nothing important." Qin Zheng replied,

Even if his father called, Qin Zheng didn't care what the other party thought when he heard a strange man answering the phone for his son.What's more, Shen Teng never messes around in formal occasions, and is best at bringing back the intimacy that others think of as an unfamiliar politeness in an instant. Only Shen Yuru, who is used to him acting coquettishly and shamelessly, subconsciously feels that Shen Teng is unreliable. Zheng didn't have this worry.

Even, perhaps subconsciously, he was still vaguely expecting Shen Teng to make a fool of himself.

"How about it, are you satisfied?"

Shen Yuru stood behind Qin Zheng holding the folded apron, tilted her head slightly, and told him with a smile: "This place and these tools were all prepared by Edwin when he gave Jiaying a haircut. I've practiced with cats."

Practicing hands with a cat refers to combing its fur with a comb. The implication is that Qin Zheng is the first human subject she practiced with.

"Very good." Qin Zheng turned around and smiled at her, "You are very talented."

Since they met, Shen Yuru has not mentioned to Qin Zheng that there was another person in this family, but she always seems to have various acquiescences: she defaults to Qin Zheng as a friend with different meanings to Shen Tom, and defaults to Qin Zheng as a friend with different meanings. In order to flatter his grandmother, Shen Teng must have told him about the man who almost became his grandfather.

The age difference between Shen Yuru and Shen Teng is 48 years, even bigger than that of Qin Zheng, but the conversation between the two seems to have always been based on the friendship between peers. Qin Zheng is indeed very polite, but his politeness is more like admiring a plant. The elegant Bai Shao's tone was even more natural, as if she had known Shen Yuru for a long time.

To some extent, Shen Yuru might even be able to praise him for his thoughtfulness—especially after realizing that he only maintained superficial courtesy to his biological mother.

"Hey, what are you guys doing?"

There was a sound of footsteps coming from the stairs, accompanied by creaking noises, Shen Teng appeared in front of the two with the cat in his arms.

"It was you who made the phone call. He was very enthusiastic. We chatted...Qin Zheng, what kind of look do you have?"

After finally seeing the hostess, the white cat, which had been sluggish, immediately regained its spirits and broke free from Shen Teng's arms, jumped onto the carpet and disappeared in a flash, but Shen Teng's gaze was completely attracted by another person at this moment, and he didn't care about it at all. Go up and catch the cat in the corner.

"The shape I made," Shen Yuru walked over and nodded his head, "You know how to bully Xiaobai."

Shen Tom turned back and looked at her: "Grandma, what's the cat's name?"

Shen Yuru: "Xiaobai."

"...we really are a family."

Shen Teng covered his eyes with a smile, walked out the door, and waved to Qin Zheng who had changed into a new look: "Let's go, Xiao Qin, I'll show you around the neighborhood again."

The door closed behind them, and the two walked silently side by side.

When walking through a deserted street corner, Shen Teng turned his head and stared at Qin Zheng quietly for a while, then suddenly pressed his lips together again, and bent over with a complete smile uncontrollably.

It's not good for him to do this, and it's easy to make Qin Zheng angry.The second young master's temper was very low, especially for him, probably he didn't even hold a grudge like Qin Zheng, and he must avenge him every day.

What Shen Teng remembers very clearly is that there was a time when Qin Zheng was very angry and was still kissing him, and the two had just had a truce at that time, Shen Teng had no strength at all, and the suffocation feeling of lack of oxygen quickly came up.Wanting to push people away to take a breather, Qin Zheng didn't expect Qin Zheng to intensify instead, grabbing his lover's wrist and kissing more fiercely, finally calming down, Shen Teng was so panting that he began to wonder if his grandmother's asthma was also passed down from generation to generation? own.

—Are you relieved?

he asks.

——Just solved half of it.

Qin Zheng leaned closer again.

It is really not easy to coax the second young master to relieve his anger, and he needs to pay a huge price for it physically and mentally, but at this moment, Shen Teng seems to have healed the scar and forgot the pain, without thinking about the consequences at all, and made fun of Qin Zheng mercilessly : "Why does your hair look like a high school student?"

"I didn't have this hairstyle in high school."

Short, slightly fried, very crisp and clean little boy's hair.

Just like Shen Jiaying when she was a child in the photo.

"Oh, I know."

Shen Teng raised his hand to pinch a lock of Qin Zheng's broken hair, and said slowly: "Ji Chen just said that you were not mainstream when you were a child, and you dyed a few strands of dark red in your hair when you were on holiday."

His hand was caught.

But what was caught at the same time was probably Shen Teng's mind that was stirred up into a mess by Ji Chen's phone call just now.

"Why are you doing this?" Shen Teng asked suddenly.

They all knew that what he asked was not about Qin Zheng grabbing his hand.

There are more, others, and the most recent one is that Qin Zheng would allow Shen Yuru to move his hair casually—that is, the aunt he mentioned who was close to him at home, Qin Zheng would allow Shen Yuru to move his hair on his head. Do you want to move the knife?Is it necessary for him to be so polite and tolerant to Shen Teng and Shen Teng's family?

"Why are you doing this?" Qin Zheng asked back.

Mood swings, capricious.He obviously acquiesced that Qin Zheng was the one who followed, but he was the one who kept struggling and resisting in his heart. Even if he was still smiling at people one moment, he could turn cold-faced at the next second as if he wanted to drive people out of sight immediately.

Of course, Shen Teng's human skin mask is well drawn, and this kind of unfriendliness but high degree of authenticity rarely appears. Most of the time, he still acts like Qin Zheng's in a gentle and calm manner as he originally planned. Good "travel companion".

At the moment when Shen Toma himself has no choice but to admit that he really likes to walk with Qin Zheng, he still refuses to believe that Qin Zheng has no purpose for all the benefits of his being quiet.

In fact, it is reassuring to have a purpose.

Shen Teng's methods were too childish, rather than flirting or teasing, he looked at Qin Zheng as if he was teasing a child along the way.

Shen Teng wants to see Qin Zheng tear off the cautious skin that he has been wearing all the way. He can't wait for Qin Zheng to reveal the truth that he only wants to sleep with him, get what he wants, and then leave him forever.Instead of being silent, obedient, and even close to lovingly following me like now, like a... like a true admirer, his eyes were so fierce that he lost his mind for a while, and he was so bewitched that he Take it to your own home.

Shen Teng has never liked intimacy. Compared with the expectation and joy that comes with it, he has always been more afraid that all this is nothing but a fiction.

But he didn't expect that what he is more afraid of now is that it is not fiction.

Shen Teng's light of life swaying in the wind has only one fragile wick, and he is not sure whether he can bear the heavy expectations hidden behind Qin Zheng's actions.

Perhaps he shouldn't be coveting the strange excitement that he had never had before this morning, holding the ticket and going retrograde.

Obviously, the God of Destiny helped him choose a carriage once.

"What did Ji Chen tell you just now?" Qin Zheng seemed to have noticed something, and asked in a slow tone.

"It's nothing." Shen Teng poked his neck and pretended to be indifferent, "It's just some embarrassing things about you."

Qin Zheng laughed, and continued in a non-surprising manner: "Oh, this embarrassing thing includes that I actually like you very much?"

"..." Shen Teng opened his eyes wide in shock and looked over, but Qin Zheng was still the same broken-hearted rascal he had seen on the Vienna ferry last night.

"Is this surprising?" Qin Zheng lowered his eyes with a smile, as if he didn't understand Shen Teng's self-deception for a long time.

"No, no surprise." Shen Teng was almost depressed.

Of course he wasn't surprised. If it wasn't for the mutual affection, the two of them would have disappeared long ago. How could they be entangled in the streets of Budapest like they are now.

"But..." Shen Teng struggled to try to use words, "I thought that the 'like' between us is different from the 'like' in common terms."

The liking between them, excluding those lusts that cannot be ignored, should be based on appreciation and stop at etiquette.Under the bed, they were just strangers to begin with, even if there was some occasional affection, it would not mean much.

Shen Teng is willing to let Qin Zheng be his traveling companion temporarily, but this does not mean that he is willing to think about what Qin Zheng really wants.

His schedule is too fast to give.

"Is there anything else you want to say?"

Qin Zheng was still holding his wrist, not at all interested in Shen Tom's definition of "like".

"I," Shen Teng avoided his gaze and searched for topics randomly, "I have never been to Italy, and I don't want to, because..."

Qin Zheng patiently helped him complete the unfinished words: "Because Edwin is Italian."

"...Yes," Shen Teng smiled bitterly, "but he is actually more like a German, and he also taught me German."

Including the complicated word he asked Qin Zheng in the museum.

But Edwin hadn't taught him what to do in a tricky, complicated situation like this one.

Qin Zheng suddenly let go of his hand.

The oppressive feeling just disappeared in an instant, Qin Zheng bent his index finger, and gently tapped Shen Tomato's frowning brows as if he was slamming the door.

"You can pretend that I didn't say anything just now." His voice was unexpectedly soft.

As proud as Qin Zheng, one day he was able to say "like" and then allow the other party to return his heart.

Shen Teng gave up struggling.

He lowered his eyelids, as if he was discouraged, and unexpectedly, he even showed some depression: "I now believe that if I really die, you will be sad."

Qin Zheng thought for a while, then replied softly, "I will probably cry."

When did a man, especially a man, admit so frankly that he could cry.

Shen Teng's eyelashes trembled, and his eyes were still wandering.

"Thank you for walking with me here."

He paused, and decided to do something to make up for his frivolity along the way: "If you want, I can..."

"A date." Qin Zheng interrupted him.

Shen Teng raised his head in confusion: "What did you say?"

Qin Zheng leaned into his ear, and read the simple and correct German like whispered love words: "Don't be too anxious, dear."

"A date with me, Shen Jiaying, just use this as a gift in return."