Chapter 12 012 Washing hands.

Shi Chuan is not unfamiliar with this feeling.

This normal physiological phenomenon has already occurred when he entered puberty.

But at that time, when people around him were discussing each other's fantasy objects with a smirk, his mind was empty.

A blank.

It would react, just a symbol of his complete development.

And he would always wait quietly for it to gradually die out.

But now it is because of a concrete person that he has such a strong reaction. It

is even more turbulent than the last time.

Shi Chuan looked at Tang Sijia on the bed, as if in an instant, the coloring game was half completed.

An indescribable huge panic pressed on his heart, like a giant phobia attack, Shi Chuan turned around and left the room.

Like last time, he looked at the ceiling above his head, waiting for it to die down on its own.

That night, Shi Chuan didn't know when he fell asleep.

The reaction that he ignored before going to bed continued into his dreams.

The woman in the dream was in a gray and white background, with bright colors all over her body. She didn't look painful. She was sitting by the bed in a loose white shirt - the white shirt she bought for him in that cheap mall.

She smiled at him gently and called him by his full name: "Shi Chuan."

Shi Chuan suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling above his head in confusion.

Outside the partition curtain, there was a subtle sound of wine bottles colliding, followed by the rustling sound of careful cleaning, the sound of water flowing from the kitchen faucet being turned on, and the sound of the induction cooker turning on...

I don't know how long it took, but through the thin curtain, he heard a familiar voice: "Shi Chuan, are you awake?"

Shi Chuan paused for a long time before responding in a hoarse voice: "Awake."

Tang Sijia breathed a sigh of relief: "When did you come back last night? Did you help me back to the room?"

"A little after ten o'clock," Shi Chuan replied, "I saw that my sister was drunk, so I carried you back to the room."

His tone was particularly obedient, but there was no expression on that beautiful face that outsiders could not see.

Tang Sijia was stunned when she heard the word "hug". Thinking of the extremely safe chest she felt in the dim light last night, her heart was inexplicably confused: "Thank you, Shi Chuan," she thought for a while and explained, "I was just a little upset last night. You get up first, I have made breakfast."

As she said that, she walked into the bedroom and gave the living room space to Shi Chuan.

After a brief silence outside, there was a rustling sound, and someone knocked on the bedroom door twice.

"Sister, I'm fine." Shi Chuan's voice was still a little hoarse.

Tang Sijia opened the door. Shi Chuan had changed into a clean white singlet and loose shorts. His hair was a little messy. He went to the bathroom quietly to brush his teeth, wash his face, and wipe his face.

It was no different from before.

But Tang Sijia felt that something was different, and after a while she asked, "It's still a little cold, why are you wearing summer clothes?"

Shi Chuan walked into the kitchen, brought out the breakfast, and lowered his eyes slightly, "It's a little hot."

Tang Sijia paused. The temperature was only about ten degrees now. She followed him back to the living room, but saw that the washing machine was started early in the morning. Shi Chuan's bed was empty, with only the mattress left.

"Didn't you change the sheets the day before yesterday?" Tang Sijia asked casually.

Shi Chuan handed her the chopsticks and said "hmm": "...dirty again."

Tang Sijia looked at him strangely and didn't say anything more until she finished breakfast. She read a book in front of the coffee table, while Shi Chuan sat on the sofa, not reading a book alone, but just concentrating on being in a daze. She couldn't help it, so she stood up and touched his forehead: "Are you sick?"

Shi Chuan's body trembled slightly under her fingers, and he looked up into her pupils, his dark eyes were wet, and he looked at her without blinking.

Tang Sijia's hand paused, and she felt the skin under her hand was burning hot. She quickly let go of him and pulled the corner of her lips: "It's good that you don't have a fever." Then, she changed the subject, "Didn't you say that there was a group assignment on Qingming Festival? Why did you come back early?"

Shi Chuan looked at her hand and smiled for a long time: "Someone in the group had something at home, so it was postponed to next week. Don't you like me to accompany you?"

"Of course not," she said, "Shi Chuan, I really thank you for accompanying me."

Shi Chuan looked at her thoughtfully and lowered his eyes for a long time.

Because of Shi Chuan's company during this Qingming Festival, Tang Sijia felt less tired and painful for the first time since she was twelve years old.

They read books together in the living room, cooked together, and went to the nearby park together in the evening.

The next day, they went to the supermarket specially. In addition to filling the refrigerator, they also made a full table of meals. After eating, the two sat on one side of the coffee table and leaned on the sofa to watch a movie.

The movie was an art film selected by Tang Sijia. Tang Sijia was fascinated by it at first, but she didn't expect that as the plot developed, the scene began to become ambiguous.

Tang Sijia was so embarrassed that her scalp was numb. She quickly glanced at Shi Chuan, fearing that she had led the boy astray.

When she turned her head, she saw Shi Chuan looking at the screen calmly, without any fluctuation.

Noticing her gaze, he even turned his head and smiled at her harmlessly: "Sister, what's wrong?"

Tang Sijia smiled far-fetchedly, turned her head and continued to watch the movie in agony. After waiting for a long time until the movie was over, she finally stood up with relief: "It's past eleven o'clock. You still have to go to school tomorrow. Go to bed early."

Shi Chuan stood up obediently with her, and his expression was normal.

Tang Sijia was relieved. It seemed that she was just making a fuss.

Maybe because she drank too much juice tonight, Tang Sijia woke up at one o'clock in the middle of the night. She opened the door lightly and was about to walk towards the bathroom, but the bathroom door was opened from the inside.

Tang Sijia was startled, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the figure clearly: "Shi Chuan?"

"Sister?" Shi Chuan's voice sounded hoarse, like the sound squeezed out by excessive fatigue after the vocal cords were tense for a long time. The tail tone had a sticky feeling, and his eyes looked a little distracted.

"You haven't slept yet?" Tang Sijia asked, her eyes fell on his fingers with water droplets.

Shi Chuan responded and looked over in the direction of her line of sight: "Come and wash your hands."

Tang Sijia nodded, watched him return to the cubicle, and walked into the bathroom after hearing the sound of the curtains being drawn.

The next day was another working day.

For the first time, Tang Sijia felt reluctant to leave the holiday.

But no matter how reluctant she was, she still had to show up at the company on time.

The state of her colleagues was not much better than hers. The moment they stepped into the company's door, they seemed to have been drained of their energy.

Tang Sijia smiled and quickly got down to work.

While discussing the adaptation of "Moon" with his colleagues, Director Sun suddenly came over with a serious look: "Xiao Tang, come to my office for a moment."

Tang Sijia looked at his colleague in confusion and finally walked forward.

As soon as he entered Director Sun's office, Tang Sijia noticed the difference in the atmosphere.

Behind the desk, a tall man stood there, wearing a custom-made suit. He looked to be about 30 years old and handsome, but his eyes were full of hollow holes, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of violence.

Tang Sijia quickly remembered that he was Jiang Su, the general manager of Nanshan Media.

Although he had not seen him often in the company, he had seen him many times in some entertainment news, all of which were photos of him going in and out of nightclubs.

"Boss Jiang, the people are here." Manager Sun said.

Tang Sijia also hurriedly said: "Boss Jiang."

Jiang Su looked Tang Sijia up and down: "Are you the one who got the copyright of "Moon"? "

Tang Sijia: "Excuse me, is there a problem?"

"No problem, you've done a great job," Jiang Su walked out slowly from behind the desk, "If I remember correctly, Miss Tang, have we met at the charity dinner?"

Tang Sijia nodded: "I would also like to thank Chairman Jiang for his sponsorship."

Jiang Su seemed very satisfied with her sense of the times and nodded: "Then tell me, how did you get Li Ge's authorization letter?"

Tang Sijia thought for a while: "A friend of my brother happened to know Mr. Li Ge, and knew that I wanted Mr. Li Ge's authorization, so I begged for a long time. In addition, Mr. Li Ge's wife was seriously ill and urgently needed surgery fees, so Mr. Li Ge finally gave in."

It was consistent with what he understood. Jiang Su said: "You don't have to worry about the "Moon" project. I will make plans after I acquire all of Li Ge's IPs. But I won't let you work for nothing. This performance bonus will be credited to your card in advance."

Tang Sijia was stunned until Manager Sun reminded her, then she responded.

Jiang Su did not stay for long and stood up to leave, but when he walked to the door, he remembered something and turned to look at Tang Sijia: "By the way, what is your brother's name?"

Tang Sijia was puzzled: "His name is Shichuan."

Jiang Su was relieved and left directly. When he walked out of the company gate, the assistant hurried over: "Mr. Jiang, Chris Chiang visited Li Ge two days ago, but Li Ge did not see him."

Jiang Su sneered: "He thought I would not dare to deal with him when he returned to China, but he did not think about what he could do to compare with me in China?"

Assistant: "The management team thinks that this investment is still a bit risky..."

"They are a bunch of good-for-nothings," Jiang Su scolded, "The one called Tang Sijia was sponsored by the Jiang family at the age of twelve and joined Nanshan half a year ago. Twelve years old, how old is that bastard, is she also a bait? Besides, I heard William talk to my father about the issue of succession with my own ears. Li Ge is the key, and my father did not deny it."

The assistant shrank his neck and dared not respond again.

*

Tang Sijia was deprived of the "moon" project. Although he felt lost, he was not sad.

Her admiration and admiration for Li Ge's work is greater than her love for it. Moreover, once "Moon" is established, it will definitely attract attention from all sides. As a newcomer who has never worked on a project independently, she will only face more pressure.

Instead of this, it is better to take steady steps and start with small projects.

However, since she got an extra performance bonus for nothing, Tang Sijia still treated the colleagues who had helped her before to a meal.

After sending a message to Shi Chuan, saying that she would be back late tonight, Tang Sijia and her colleagues went to a pure k restaurant near the company for dinner.

While colleagues were eating hot pot and singing songs, Shi Chuan also replied to the message with a lost expression and a sentence: [OK.]

Tang Sijia looked at that expression, and unconsciously sketched in his mind how he looked when he made this expression, and suddenly felt like laughing.

"You've been really not right during this period," Sister Wang sat beside her without knowing when, "That family is really amazing. Our little Tang has changed so much. When will we bring him out to meet everyone?"

After saying that, she said to herself, "Why does this sentence sound so much like meeting a significant other?"

Tang Sijia was stunned, and then laughed, "What significant other? It's a child who is still in school. There's nothing to see."

Sister Wang shrugged, "That's right."

"But Sijia, seeing you like this now, I'm really happy for you."

Tang Sijia turned her head and looked into Sister Wang's sincere eyes, "Thank you, Sister Wang."

When the dinner ended, it was almost nine o'clock. Tang Sijia didn't drink. She sent the last drunk colleague to a taxi and was about to walk to the nearest subway station. Unexpectedly, she ran into a group of people in suits and leather shoes coming out of the barbecue restaurant opposite.

Then there was a familiar name: "Tang Sijia?"

Tang Sijia looked up and saw Lu Langzhou, who was particularly conspicuous among the crowd. He said something to the people around him and walked towards her. A group of people behind him looked at her curiously.

Meeting the gazes of the crowd, Tang Sijia blushed a little: "Is the squad leader eating here?"

"A gathering," Lu Langzhou said with a smile, and then lowered his voice, "They are planning to change places to continue drinking, can you help me?"

Tang Sijia glanced at the group of people behind her and nodded.

Lu Langzhou looked at her gratefully, and said to the people behind him: "I met an old classmate, let's stop here today."

Those people made strange noises with a teasing look, and soon left.

Lu Langzhou drove here, and Tang Sijia was about to say goodbye, but was stopped again: "You did me such a big favor, where are you going, I'll take you."

"No, no," Tang Sijia refused hurriedly, "I didn't help you anything..."

"Then you probably haven't seen them drinking." Lu Langzhou shook his head unbearably, and asked her where she was going. When he learned that she was going to the east suburbs, he immediately said that they were on the same way.

On the busy roadside, Tang Sijia couldn't refuse again, so she had to thank him and got in the car.

The night view of Beijing is very beautiful, but it is also very congested.

After driving for nearly two hours, they finally saw the residential building in the distance.

The community is open, and Lu Langzhou is particularly enthusiastic. He drove the car not far from the apartment building before stopping.

"Thank you very much," Tang Sijia said seriously. Seeing Lu Langzhou was about to unbuckle his seat belt, he hurriedly said, "You don't have to get out of the car, the building in front is it."

"I'll take you home," Lu Langzhou smiled heartily, and the person had already gotten out of the car. "See you enter the corridor."

Tang Sijia smiled gratefully and walked forward quickly.

Before she entered the corridor, Lu Langzhou's voice came from behind again: "Your bag."

Tang Sijia turned her head and saw Lu Langzhou walking towards her with her bag and stretched out his hand to hand it to her.

"Thank you." Tang Sijia smiled embarrassedly, took the bag and said goodbye again before entering the corridor. The voice

-activated light in front of the building was broken, and the surroundings were dim.

Tang Sijia took a few steps up the stairs, and the moment she entered the corridor, she suddenly let out a low cry.

The young man stood at the bottom of the stairs on the first floor and looked at her. He didn't know how long he looked at her. Then his eyes swept to the door, glanced at the man's hand, and laughed: "

Sister, I'll take you home."