I used to think that you were such a person, how can I say it? Wen Le racked his brain to think of words.

"It's a bit bad. It's a bad beating, you know? ”

Song Sheng nodded with her.

Seeing this, Wen Le wowed, "It seems that you still have a bit of a B number." It's good, it's good, and it's saved. ”

The corners of Song Sheng's mouth twitched fiercely.

"But let's be honest." Wen Le said seriously: "You are actually not that bad. On the contrary, after getting along for a long time, you can find that you are quite kind and simple. ”

"Really?" Song Sheng raised his eyebrows, and was surprised to hear these words from her mouth.

Wen Le nodded earnestly.

"You're not what those people say you are."

Song Sheng smiled and asked, "What do others say about me?" ”

"They say you're not a decent person."

Song Sheng: "......"

"Why do you want to study the Fa?" Wen Le was drunk, the preface did not match the afterword, and the conversation turned a little fast.

Song Sheng came back to his senses, sighed, and replied to her: "Me." ”

"At first, my family wanted me to study financial management or something, but I didn't like it. My mom was too controlling. I was forced out of rebellion by her. ”

"So, you went to study the Fa because you wanted to go against your parents?" Wen Le understood.

"Part of it is this, but the other part is definitely liking."

"It's going to be hard to do anything if it's not based on liking."

Hearing this, Wen Le burped and nodded in agreement.

"Makes sense."

Song Sheng sat there, holding his face, and his tone was firm:

"I will spend my life defending the dignity of the law."

"Cattle Pie." Wen Le raised his glass and saluted him.

……

Jiang Ran was still in a dream, dreaming that he and Eno went skiing. Originally, the previous painting style was very harmonious and beautiful, but suddenly the painting style changed, and Jiang Ye held down her head and pressed her into the snowdrift.

Later, she woke up.

She looked at the culprit—

Cell phone.

The bell is still ringing.

Jiang Ran scolded in a low voice and picked up his phone.

Glancing at the caller ID, Song Sheng.

She then glanced at the time above again, half past seven in the morning!

......

You can't sleep on a big weekend, right?

Jiang Ran gasped and answered the phone: "It's early in the morning, you are not satisfied!" ”

On the other side, Song Sheng was so frightened that the words on his lips were all stunned.

"Speak!" didn't hear his voice, Jiang Ran asked irritably.

She automatically counted the account of this sand sculpture dream on Song Sheng's head.

"That'...... What's that...... "Song Sheng's mother-in-law's."

"Say it."

Jiang Ran scratched his hair, "Grind and chirp." ”

"Actually, it's not a big deal."

Hearing this, the corners of Jiang Ran's mouth twitched: "Get out, hang up the phone!" ”

"Wait, wait!" Song Sheng was afraid that she would really hang up, so he hurriedly stopped her, "I'm downstairs at your house!" ”

Fifteen minutes later in the breakfast shop.

Jiang Ran held his chin and stared at Song Sheng opposite with a resentful expression. Song Sheng smiled dryly, and then pushed the sweet porridge in front of him over, "You eat first." ”

Jiang Ran glanced at him, picked up the spoon and drank the porridge silently.

After a few seconds, Song Sheng pondered and spoke: "I didn't go home last night. ”

Jiang Ran did not react and continued to drink porridge.

"Wen Le and I went to dinner."

Jiang Ran glanced at him and continued to drink porridge.

"Then we went to the bar again."

Jiang Ran didn't even look at him and continued to drink porridge.

"After that, I don't know why, so we went to the hotel."

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