Rain cats and dogs.

Shen Run's clothes were soaked, and Fu Li was shocked: "Why did Your Highness go out without an umbrella?" ”

"With such a heavy rain, I can't hold an umbrella." Shen Run took the handkerchief taken by the waiter, said coldly, and wiped his hair.

"At least wear a coat." Fu Li summoned people to prepare a hot bath.

Shen Run was speechless.

While wiping his hair, he turned his head and inadvertently glanced at himself in the mirror, really expressionless. He was amazed that after seeing such a picture and hearing those words, he had no expression at all, and his mood was the same as his expression, as indifferent as ink diluted into white water, sinking into tranquility, without a trace of waves.

He was surprised by such a mood, but if he seriously asked him what kind of expression and what kind of mood he should use to deal with Si Chen and Yan Ying's matter, it was really a difficult problem, he thought about it carefully for a while, but he still couldn't think of it.

The past cannot be erased no matter how much new stacking it is, especially those that have been imprinted.

Shen Run had been surprised by Si Chen's inconspicuous little action, that is, she would unconsciously smack her tongue when she was angry or bored to the extreme. Si Chen is the type who doesn't like to expose his emotions, when this little habit was discovered by Shen Run, he was surprised that it didn't fit her temperament and was a little happy at the same time, he found a unique signal when her emotions leaked out, and he even had a kind of secret joy that monopolized her, until he saw Yan Ying, who was also extremely irritable in an interstate meeting, and that involuntary slurred tongue fell into his ears and gave him a heavy blow, that little habit that was so natural that no one would find out as long as they didn't pay close attention to it, Si Chen and Yan Ying were exactly the same.

At first, Shen Run thought that she was tired because of her weak body, and he didn't take it to heart, but later he met Chang Xi, and he found that Chang Xi and Chenguang's lazy sitting posture was similar, at that time he was very disgusted, and always felt that Chang Xi was deliberately close, and he saw Yan Ying who appeared in an informal setting, and her lax and lazy demeanor was exactly the same as Chenguang.

This is probably something that they themselves didn't even notice, because they were familiar with each other and were used to seeing each other. He thought that if Chenguang realized it, he would definitely change it immediately, and he wouldn't leave a handle for outsiders, and the reason why she didn't change was because she didn't realize it at all.

A habit that I don't even realize is not imitation, but a subtle resemblance that has been intimate for a long time.

So, what kind of emotions are driving the way one person behaves unconsciously like another?

Shen Run felt that he couldn't insert it, although the person who was by her side now was him, although he was the one who could make intimate moves to her at any time, but once that man appeared, even if they were now opposites and wanted to kill each other, he still couldn't insert it, like an outsider, not even a three-person relationship, he only felt that he was the one who was separated from the circle.

It was as if he was immersed in the icy water from the neck down, and the river tide rose and fell, squeezing him from all sides, and he looked up and felt that he could not breathe.

Is this jealousy?

No, it's not jealousy, he's a man, his temperament is tolerant and indifferent, he won't be jealous just because a woman will say a few words at night, he will be furious, he wants to question her, he just ...... Time seemed to stop, his footsteps were stuck, no matter how much he wanted to take a step forward, this step could not be taken, as if there was a high wall blocking him, he wanted to step over, but he couldn't, the difficulty made him have to wonder, did he really want to step over?

"Your Highness?" Fu Li saw that he had been staring at the mirror and seemed stunned, his face became ugly, he became uneasy, and whispered.

Shen Run came back to his senses, his face was still ugly, but his expression was the same as usual when he spoke:

"Prepare water, I want to bathe."

Fu Li: "......" water has been prepared.

……

The morning light is faint.

Shen Run rolled over.

He had an annoying nightmare that he didn't even remember.

Half-asleep and irritable, he frowned, but at this time he felt a cold fingertip on his brow. His brow furrowed even tighter, and as he slowly opened his eyes, the face of the morning light magnified in front of his eyes. Her white and sweet face, her lively face is full of confusion at the moment, and it is an indescribable loveliness.

Seeing such a face early in the morning can be very comforting to people's hearts, but today Shen Run didn't feel comfort, he was stunned for a moment, after blinking his eyes to confirm that this was not an illusion, his mood was indescribably worse, worse than when he first woke up from a nightmare.

Lying on the edge of the bed, her hands on her cheeks, like a bright little flower, she was full of energy and radiant, brighter than the morning after the rain.

She looked at him and asked softly with a confused expression, "Xiao Run, did you have a nightmare, your brows are furrowed so much." ”

Shen Run stared at her for a moment, closed his eyes, and turned around.

It's not his villain's heart, with her temperament, it doesn't matter that she won't get up so early, let alone run to her so early, and she flatters so sweetly and softly in the early morning, she doesn't have to think about it to know that it's definitely not good.

Seeing that he ignored her and was not lost, Chenguang directly got into his hand, pushed his back hard, and said loudly: "Xiaorun, wake up, it's already morning!" ”

As soon as he woke up from the nightmare, he was shaken to pieces, and no matter how good his temper was, his mood would be extremely bad, not to mention that Shen Run's own temper was not good.

In the past, he would have thought about how there could be such a cheeky woman in the world, who was raised coldly by people and had the courage to be pasted with a hippie smile, and ordinary women were treated indifferently, even if they didn't cry, at least they would be low, and reflect on what was going on, but she, let alone crying and introspection, would not even be depressed. It wasn't until he was with her for a long time that he found out that he thought she was cheeky and wrong, she was not cheeky, she did whatever she wanted, that is, no matter whether you were happy or not, I would do whatever I wanted, even if you were unhappy, even if you were furious, as long as I was happy.

Such a temperament is really bad!

"Xiao Run, Xiao Run!" Chenguang pushed him and called him sweetly, but Shen Run, who had already seen through her nature, didn't think she was cute at all, she was a demon.

"Xiao Run!" Seeing that he ignored him, she simply pounced on him and smashed it on him.

She wasn't serious, but she didn't look at the atmosphere and just refused to let him be alone, and he was annoyed by his domineering behavior, and he couldn't even pretend to be asleep at this time.

He opened his eyes and looked indifferently, and she was lying on top of him, bent eyebrows, smiling, like an innocent child.

But she was not naïve at all, and her smile was her disguise, a disguise to become one with herself.