[Shen Shuyi's response is quite funny.] It seems to have responded, and it seems that there is no response]

[Isn't it right not to respond to this kind of thing?] Because there's nothing to respond to. Just have a coffee together. Now the entertainment industry is really getting more and more outrageous, and all rumors are made]

[But no, where did we lose Gu Chi?] Young, handsome, or a three-material actor, Si Ha, Si Ha]

[Sister, in this case, it's better not to mention Gu Chi, Xiaoxiao and Gu Chi are easy to be washed away]

[Oh, okay, let's delete it]

There was no bloodshed, and there were not a lot of embarrassing remarks.

There were only a few bad remarks.

Shen Shuyi slowly buried his face in his knees.

So, this turmoil should be regarded as over, right?

Don't be afraid that clicking on the meeting will be offensive remarks.

At this time, Shen Shuyi realized that his legs were a little sore because he had maintained the action of bending his legs for a long time.

Shen Shuyi's bent legs were put down, and he sat cross-legged on the sofa instead, with the pillow still in his arms.

Remembering that he hadn't read a private message for a long time, Shen Shuyi exited the real-time square and clicked into the private message.

Most of them are fans who say they miss him very much, ask him when he can open, or some fancy boasting and other messages.

Of course, it's not all good.

There will also be people who will scold him in private messages.

For this type of person, Shen Shuyi doesn't quite understand.

His Weibo has long been set up to only follow and comment.

Paying attention to him, but just to abuse him, this kind of behavior, he probably will not be able to understand in his life.

Shen Shuyi would never reply to this kind of abuse.

…

JYjyy: [Can't you stay away from my dad]

In my selfish heart, such a clause appeared suddenly.

At first, Shen Shuyi thought that passers-by had sent him private messages by mistake.

Later, I thought that JY should be Jiang Yu's meaning, and it could be Jiang Yu's trumpet.

Because his Weibo account needs to follow him before he can send him private messages, Jiang Yu may be for this reason, so he used the trumpet to send him a small number.

Shen Shuyi: [Why don't you go to your father to communicate?] ]

JYjyy: [You don't have to worry about me!] ]

Shen Shuyi: [Then you think that you can meddle in my affairs, right?] ]

JYjyy: [You have everything now, don't you?] Career, love, why do you still want to rob me?! ]

Shen Shuyi: [I said, if you have any dissatisfaction, you can communicate directly with your father.] Also, I don't think you're qualified to ask me to do something, or not to do anything.]

JYjyy: [Talk to him?] Do you think I didn't look for him?! Do you know the feeling that you are the only child of your parents, but you can't enjoy your father's love alone?! Do you know what it's like to be an only child, but there's always a huge shadow hanging over you?

From childhood to adulthood, no matter how well I played the piano, how many awards I won, how many 100 points I scored, he would only tell me something, congratulations, it means that your hard work during this period of time has paid off, and sometimes you don't care so much about the result.

But when I pick you up at home, I will keep praising you for your good sense of musicality, skillful fingering, and musical talent! Why the hell is there you in this world?! I wish you were gone?! As long as you are here, no matter how good I do, Dad can't see me at all! ]

Shen Shuyi was slightly stunned.

In my impression, he was only in junior high school or high school, and because of his father's birthday, he was taken over to celebrate his birthday together.

At my father's request, I played a tune.

At that time, how old was Jiang Yu?

It is true that his father often praises him, but he thinks it is because he didn't grow up with his father.

No wonder, Jiang Yu has always rejected him.

Shen Shuyi didn't reply.

No matter what reason Jiang Yu rejected him, he didn't think that he had the obligation and responsibility to bear the discordant parent-child relationship between his father and Jiang Yu.

…

The eyes are staring at the screen for a long time, a little sour.

Shen Shuyi put his phone on the coffee table.

He put the pillow he had held in his arms on the sofa, rested his head on the pillow, and lay flat on the sofa.

The sofa is small, like an open cocoon.

Shen Shuyi didn't need to curl up in a ball to gain a sense of security, he just needed to lie there.

He closed his eyes, getting sleepier and sleepier, and his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.

In the past few days, he has been running continuously, and his body is on the verge of a critical value, and he is sleepy.

There was a lot of air conditioning in the living room, and Shen Shuyi went to turn down the central air conditioner, but it was still a little cold.

Shen Shuyi looked around and didn't see a quilt or blanket that could be used to cover his body.

He sat up from the couch and looked in the direction of the bedroom.

…

Shen Shuyi wore slippers and slowly walked to the bedroom.

He hesitated, nudging the door open.

The bedroom is not like the living room, and finally there is a little bit of life.

Shen Shuyi was on the sofa in the bedroom and saw Gu Chi's small satchel and a short T-shirt.

Overall it was still very clean, the beds were neat and there were no extra items on them.

On the hanger, Gu Chi's clothes were still hanging.

Shen Shuyi's purpose is the bed.

He came to the bedside and took up a small corner position.

Lying on the bed, Shen Shuyi pulled the quilt up to the tip of his nose, there was no smell, and there was no breath on it.

Shen Shuyi lowered his eyelids, pursed his lips slightly, and pulled the quilt down to his chest little by little in disappointment, and his body slowly curled up.

Covered with a quilt, the skin on my arms is no longer always chilled by the air conditioner's wind.

The temperature of the body has entered the most comfortable state, but I still feel that something is missing. Shen Shuyi lifted the quilt, he got out of bed, walked to the edge of the sofa, bent down and picked up the neatly folded short sleeves on it, red ears, and returned to the bed.

Shen Shuyi hugged Gu Chi's T-shirt to his chest, smelled the residual breath of Gu Chi on his clothes, and soon fell asleep, this time, he quickly fell asleep.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong-"

The doorbell sounded like it was coming from far away.

The body was still very sleepy, his eyes couldn't be opened at all, and his brain suddenly flashed a trace of clarity, remembering whether he was in the hotel or in Gu Chi's room!

It was like the computer that had entered the dormant period was forcibly restarted, and Shen Shuyi immediately got out of bed.

I forgot to put on my slippers, ran barefoot, and ran out of the room to open the door.

…

"Sorry, I fell asleep."

"Why don't you wear slippers?"

Gu Chi closed the door, turned around, and the two spoke almost at the same time.

Shen Shuyi slept with red cheeks, and at first glance, he knew that he slept soundly.

Gu Chi pointed his index finger, stroked his cheek back and forth, and said with a smile: "It's just that I'm asleep, what's there to apologize for." Brother Shuyi, where are your slippers? ”

At...... Gu Chi's room, beside the bed.

Without waiting for Shen Shuyi to answer, his body suddenly hung in the air.

Shen Shuyi was startled, and instinctively circled Gu Chi's neck, a little confused, "What's wrong, what's wrong?" ”

Gu Chi lowered his head and smiled: "Brother Shuyi, you are not wearing slippers, I will carry you back to the room." ”

Chapter 124: Hold Me

Shen Shuyi was never carried back to his room because he didn't wear slippers when he was a child.

His cheeks quickly flushed, and he buried his face on Gu Chi's shoulder, and his ears were red.

In the hotel room, carpet is covered.

When you step on the ground, you don't feel cold.

Worried that his movement would cause a burden to Gu Chi, Shen Shuyi didn't dare to move.

Shen Shuyi was carried back to the bed in the room by Gu Chi.

The slippers were placed next to the bed, and Gu Chi bent down to put them on for Shen Shuyi.

"I, I'll ...... it myself"

Shen Shuyi didn't expect Gu Chi to make this move, so he hurriedly stopped it and went to get the slippers.

Gu Chi held Shen Shuyi's ankle.

He raised his head, just as Shen Shuyi bent down, Gu Chi smelled the aroma of shower gel and shampoo on Shen Shuyi's body, which was his usual brand.

The corners of Gu Chi's lips lifted slightly, "Have you taken a bath?" ”

In the summer, Gu Chiren had just come back from outside, and his hands were hot.

Shen Shuyi's feet were cold.