Real World (21)
"Your attitude just now is too indifferent, people come to greet you, in fact, you can also invite them to sit down and eat together, so that you can also enhance the relationship, in fact, I think you just don't seem to be easy to get along with, and everyone is bluffed by your surface, I know, you are actually a very good person."
Shen Yue's words are very appropriate, to describe it from the perspective of a bystander, she wants Sang Fan to take fewer detours, after all, chasing girls is originally a matter that requires patience, just like cultivating flowers, which need to be carefully cultivated, and they will grow vigorously in the future.
The girl's tone was extremely gentle and beautiful, and her dark and moist eyes were full of fine encouragement.
The man looked at the girl with a dark gaze and said softly, "Should I lick her?" Is that what likes? ”
Shen Yue was stunned for a moment, he didn't know why Sang Fan understood this meaning, his original intention was to make the other party's attitude gentle, and it had nothing to do with whether he licked it or not.
She hurriedly explained, for fear that Sang Fan would misunderstand, so she brewed a rhetoric.
"I didn't mean that, I just thought it would be easier to chase people if your attitude improved a little bit."
Sang Fan's expression was gloomy, he looked at her fixedly, and suddenly laughed in a low voice, "Does it have anything to do with you?" ”
This sentence made Shen Yue's whole body freeze.
The atmosphere froze, and it was suffocating.
The food was still steaming, but no one started to move the chopsticks.
After a while, the man's cold and deep voice sounded: "Don't meddle. ”
After saying this, Sang Fan suddenly got up and looked down at her, with no trace of warmth in his eyes.
Turn away.
Shen Yue blinked, and after thinking about it for a long time, she didn't figure out what she said wrong to provoke Sang Fan, and she looked very angry, she just made a little suggestion, why are you so angry?
Thinking of Sangfan, she said that she was nosy.
Well, there is a point.
But she also wanted Sang Fan to find a better way to chase people.
Maybe it's really that she's too verbose.
Shen Yue thought about it, but decided not to say it again in the future.
Since Sang Fan didn't like it, then she wouldn't say it.
The meal was unhappily dissolved, there were still a lot of dishes left, Shen Yue couldn't finish it alone, so he packed the rest, and when he went to check out, the waiter said that it had been settled.
In addition to Sang Fan, she couldn't think of a second person.
Originally, this meal was originally her treat.
The cold war between the two began inexplicably.
To be more precise, it was a unilateral cold war between Sang Fan alone.
Shen Yue said a few words to him, but Sang Fan's attitude was very bad, and over time, Shen Yue was reluctant to talk to him.
Sang Brahma went out early and returned late every day, and he didn't come back until the third watch in the middle of the night, and he didn't come to sleep in Shen Yue's room, as if to reflect his toughness.
Shen Yue went to bed early, her routine was quite regular, and she never stayed up late.
But this night, there was a crackling sound in the living room, and the sound was so loud that Shen Yue, who was already asleep, was suddenly awakened.
She picked up her phone on the bedside table and glanced at it, it was already past two in the morning.
There was a banging sound outside, and Shen Yue was very suspicious that if it went on like this, this home would have to be demolished by him.
Sangfan was drunk that day.
Shen Yue had never seen a drunk Sang Fan.
And Sang Fan started to drink madness to die, alcohol made the dark and violent side of his heart grow crazy, and he wanted to vent, but he couldn't do it.
Shen Yue had no choice, although he was indifferent and didn't care about the things outside, so he had to get up from the bed.
Sang Fan stood in the living room, full of wine, and in the dark, the tall and sturdy figure was like a beast with its claws and claws.
I don't know why, for such a strange Sang Fan, she was a little scared, pressed the light in the living room, and both of them were stung in the eyes by the red white light, and stopped almost a meter away, and whispered tentatively, "Sang Fan?" ”
Sang Fan's whole body was hot, his brain was chaotic, his eyes were faintly red, he looked at the girl in front of him fixedly, subconsciously approached, and smelled a shallow, faint fragrance between his noses, which smelled very good, making him even more restless.
He couldn't control it, and his voice raised.
"Don't call me by name, stay away from me!"
This sentence is so unreasonable, he said while telling Shen Yue to get away, and he leaned towards her again, his mouth and his body were completely from the south to the north.
Of course Shen Yue would not show signs of a drunk, sighed, and she stepped forward to support Sang Fan.
Sang Fan shouted, "Don't touch me! ”
But the body unconsciously stuck to her body, and kept talking about it, but obediently followed Shen Yue back to the room.
Sang Fan was tall and heavy, and it took Shen Yue a lot of effort to help him into his room.
And Sang Fan sat on the bed and didn't move anymore, Shen Yue turned on the lamp, half of his body fell into the shadows, and even his expression became dark.
At this time, it suddenly quieted down again, and when he stopped making a fuss, he looked at Shen Yue quietly, his eyes were cool and cool, and it was creepy.
The light was too dim, Shen Yue didn't notice it, and was still coaxing Sang Fan to lie down and sleep.
Sang Fan remained motionless and did not say a word.
After Shen Yue coaxed softly for a long time, he spoke hoarsely, "Water ......"
As soon as Shen Yue heard him say that he wanted to drink water, he went to the kitchen and poured a cup of hot water.
Sang Fan just touched it with his hand, and felt the slightly hot temperature from the glass, so he quickly took his hand back, "I want to drink cold water." ”
Shen Yue had no choice but to go and sharpen some cold water again.
The water has to be fed by Shen Yue, otherwise if you don't drink it, it will make a lot of trouble.
Later, he was finally coaxed to lie down, Shen Yue lowered the temperature of the air conditioner a little, covered the quilt for him, and just wanted to leave, Sang Fan, who was still with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and his hot big hand clamped Shen Yue's wrist like a soldering iron, and the strong hand strength grabbed her bones and hurt.
She had no choice but to turn around.
Sang Sanskrit said in a calm tone: "Where are you going?" ”
Sang Fan's demeanor is very abnormal, his expression is sensitive and suspicious, his eyes are gloomy and extreme, like an ice sculpture piercing people, like a demon crawling out of the abyss and hell, who is here to ask for people's lives.
Shen Yue was shocked by his rapid face change, and he was not afraid, with such an infiltrating and terrifying look, he sat back on the edge of the bed, gently comforting.
"Where to go...... "Like a child who has a nightmare in the middle of the night, "I'm here with you." ”
Sang Fan seemed to be slowly calmed down, retracting that almost gloomy gaze, the alcohol was rising from his temples, and he grabbed the slender section of his hand, exerting himself to paranoia.