Holographic Showdown

Chapter 20 Missing and Missing 3

Peng Xuzhou never imagined in his life that the melon he photographed at the risk of being killed by Xie Zhen could make his hands slide and post it in the homework group, and then the video of Xie Zhen getting drunk was uploaded overnight On the hot search list of all departments and colleges of the United Nations University.

Just click into the comment area, and you will see a lot of nympho and shocking comments, and some goofy people directly picked up Shen Yunting's account in the UNGA Forum.

Faced with endless comments, Peng Chazhou was ready to die, but he didn't expect Xie Zhen to just say calmly on the phone: "You can solve it yourself."

Just ignore him.

After hanging up the phone and feeling dizzy, Xie Zhen turned off the phone and fell asleep for a while in a daze, and was forced to wake up by a sharp pain in his abdomen.He took a breath of air-conditioning, and habitually reached out to feel for the medicine from under the pillow. Unexpectedly, he found himself in a strange room when he found nothing.

The pain on the back of the neck stimulated the nerves and gradually spread to the back. Xie Zhen broke into a cold sweat from the pain, gritted his teeth, picked up the phone and dialed a series of numbers: "Hello? Teacher..."

The blazing pain that burned the senses turned into a dull pain that rose and fell, and he could hardly hold the phone.

"Symptoms again?" Hearing his heavy breathing, Han Boqing made a judgment immediately, "Is the condition okay? Tsk, send me the location, and I will pick you up in a car."

The tone was more serious than before, even though he was a polite person, he didn't refuse, he said thank you bravely, and did what he said one by one.

Shen Yunting pushed the door open and came in. Seeing the pale face of the person on the bed, he was startled at first, walked quickly to the side of the bed, touched the door on Xie Zhen's face with his hand, his palms were covered with sweat, he couldn't help frowning: " What's the matter, are you uncomfortable?"

Hearing his restless tone, Xie Zhen's heart warmed up, and the next second he was pulled back to reality by the more severe menstrual pain. He bit the tip of his tongue to distract attention, blinked slowly a few times, and replied with a sleepy look: "Just woke up and had a nightmare."

He pretended to be exactly the same as the real thing, and even he himself wanted to praise it.

"How old are you?" Shen Yunting rubbed the top of his hair, and said softly: "Okay, don't be afraid anymore."

The movements and voice were so careful and gentle, which made him feel a sense of dependence on that person since he was a child.

Xie Zhen endured the pain, turned his head away from him, and comforted him like coaxing a child: "I have morning classes to attend, and I have to go back to school. The teacher called and said that if I don't go, my credits will be deducted."

"Then I'll take you there." Shen Yunting withdrew his hand as he said,

"No, I'm afraid it will catch people's eyes." Xie Zhen said.

Hearing this, he stopped for a while, his arm froze in mid-air and then suddenly dropped, Shen Yunting said in a low voice: "I will take care of the video, you don't have to worry, besides, there is nothing surprising about the video itself. Wudong's breaking news is nothing more than some trivial remarks."

"It's not your fault." Xie Zhen still refused, "I don't care, it will pass anyway, but it caused you trouble, sorry."

Shen Yunting finally frowned and frowned: "What are you talking about..."

Without waiting for the words to continue, Xie Zhen got off the bed to avoid him and left, leaving Shen Buyan there alone for more than a while, and when he recovered, Xie Zhen also left completely.

A few quarters of an hour later, his knees softened for no reason, and he simply sat on the edge of the bed, the surroundings were silent, only a little breath could be heard occasionally.

Shen Yunting bent over and leaned over, covering his cheeks with his hands, unable to see the expression on his face clearly, he let out a long and decadent sigh, with unspeakable sourness spreading wantonly in his heart.

It's been too long, and I can't tell whether it's liking or obsession.

So he smiled wryly slightly, thinking how the little brat got more and more unfamiliar as he grew up, but he soon figured out why.

"Now it's me chasing him away," he said.

In the afternoon, he finally came back to his senses during Xiao Yuchi's nth call. He raised his head and drank the golden wine in the glass. Show it, just keep pouring wine.

Xiao Yuchi snatched the bottle and filled it up for himself: "According to your efficiency, you might as well not directly blow on the bottle to be straightforward."

Shen Yunting frowned in dissatisfaction, turned his head and ordered the waiter to bring over a few more bottles of Tasca, put down his glass and looked at the crystal lamp glowing with warm yellow light on the ceiling, and said in a daze: "Achi, you said that if you treat someone who shouldn't The person you like is moved, what should I do?"

"Huh?" Xiao Yuchi was given a hard time by this big brother with a twitching brain and provocative question, his sword eyebrows raised slightly, and he pursed the wine stains on his lower lip before he said, "It's very simple, go tell him, can it be you To hold it in for the rest of my life—oh, I think you should."

He smiled to himself, his expression was stained with a little drunkenness, but the light in his eyes was still as bright as a torch, he laughed at himself: "Yes, if I really would do this, I'm just too sensible, no Know how to love someone vigorously."

"Damn it." Only now did Xiao Yuchi realize that the other party was really in love, "I was just talking f*ckingly, but you are... really, what the hell is that? Fuck, tell me who the trouble is , can actually make our high-spirited monk so happy! Let me tell you, no matter whether he is an omega or an alpha, or you are in love with an ordinary beta with no merits, as long as you like it, brother will definitely help you catch him , don't worry about other things, you just need to say that he is..."

Shen Yunting reported a person's name, Xiao Yuchi suddenly got stuck and stopped talking, the two stared at each other for a long while, until the waiter pushed the dining car to bring the wine, Xiao Yuchi used the kind of want to cry In a tearful tone, he cursed again: "Damn..."

The waiter was drunk enough, he hurriedly apologized and asked people to avoid him, and when the waiter walked away, Xiao Yuchi pushed himself on the table with one hand, not to mention how incredible his expression was: "Are you serious?"

Shen Yunting nodded without even raising his eyelids, Xiao Yuchi slumped back to his seat, rubbed his face hard, and simply gritted his teeth: "Then you call him and tell him directly that you like him, I see you This old Mansao probably has already been tempted, you might as well tell him boldly that Pillow is also 20 years old, and you have almost raised him as a little wife for so many years, I don't believe he hasn't felt it."

"Well, after he refuses, we will part ways." Shen Yunting said.

"Fart! If he refuses, just tell the truth and take a big risk and lose, you chose a big risk." Xiao Yuchi raised his hand and patted his chest very loyally, "I'm responsible, you just say it."

To be honest, if this was written into a book, he could buy a thousand copies to cheer him on, but the fact is not like this, Shen Yunting picked up the wine glass and filled it to an empty bottom, still smiled: "You really dare to think about it."

The mobile phone in his pocket rang suddenly, and Shen Yunting took it out of his pocket and found that it was an outside caller. He subconsciously thought that it might be a telecom fraud, and hung up without thinking for a second.

The other party called again in less than half a minute, so I had to answer passively, but didn't speak, just quietly waiting for the other one to speak.

A familiar male voice came from the other end: "Shen Yunting?"

"Si Heng?" He frowned.

It stands to reason that Chu Siheng is still at the border at this time, and the landlines over there can only broadcast the numbers of the League of Nations and the Military Defense Headquarters, and cannot dial private numbers, and the calling number is not from the landlines of the military camp.

Chu Siheng seemed to let out a long breath over there, and then told the truth: "I found such a dilapidated old landline in the utility room of the camp, and showed it to the mechanic. I didn't expect the old man to repair it for me. , This made the brothers in our camp very happy, and they all went around saying that they wanted to call their families."

After Shen Yunting responded with a light yes, he turned on the speakerphone, conveniently put the phone on the table, poured himself a drink and asked, "So you called me?"

"I found a bunch of letters in the post office, but they should be family letters, so the group of unreliable old things in the post office didn't care about any of them, and all of them were covered in dust."

As soon as the words fell, Shen Yunting's half-drooped eyelids instantly lifted up, and his movements also paused. Before he opened his mouth to ask, Chu Siheng quickly took the right to speak and continued: "Guess what it is all about?" letter."

Xiao Yuchi next to him heard it, and asked jokingly: "Why, could it be a love letter from his little daughter-in-law?"

"It really is!" Chu Siheng replied as if singing a play.

"Si Heng." Shen Yunting rubbed his temples and said helplessly, "Why are you joking with Xiao?"

Chu Siheng let out a rather disdainful "tch" over there, and said in a straight voice: "I'm not joking with you, it was written by your precious brother, and I counted them, there are more than a hundred!" At the end , he started complaining in less than three seconds: "The words are ugly."

There were some subtle changes in Shen Yunting's eyes, and he asked Chu Siheng word by word: "Who do you call ugly?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and he said flexibly, "I'm ugly..."

Shen Yunting turned his head to play with the wine glass dangling from the drink and continued to ask: "Can you send it over? I will pay for the shipping."

"It seems that it can only be signed on behalf of the mail, and it needs to be transported to the logistics company again before it can reach the imperial capital."

"I'll give you an address, just send it to me, don't say so many useless things."

"...you are so powerful."

"Do you need me to go back to the border to see you? Comrade Chu Siheng."

"No, no, no!"

"Don't pay attention to him." Xiao Yuchi directly took the phone and hung up, then turned to look at Shen Yunting: "There are more than 200 letters...Old Shen, this matter is a bit serious, will your little wife forgive you?" ?”

Shen Yunting has no intention of correcting this "nameless and insubstantial" title with him but is still a mantra. He only hopes that those letters will be sent to the country as soon as possible. He wants to know how much he has missed in the past three years.

"I'll do my best to coax him."

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