Chapter 13 Chapter Thirteen Stupid

Shen Yuan was deceived and blackmailed, of course he didn't want to give up. Anyway, there is no academic pressure now, Shen Zhi has no reason to drive him away. Stay by his side every day, not letting Feng Ran have a chance.

Shen Zhi is very ruthless and doesn't fall for it. He still finds Feng Ran, but he has to restrain himself.

He is also very good at dealing with Shen Yuan -

Shen Yuan said Feng Ran is not good, Shen Zhi said yes, he is really bad.

Shen Yuan said you should break up, Shen Zhi said it will be soon, just a few months, no rush.

Shen Yuan said I am anxious, I feel uncomfortable seeing you two together, Shen Zhi said I feel even more uncomfortable, which one is lagging behind, my spirit or my body?

After a set of procedures, Shen Yuan had nothing to say, and he had to praise him for sacrificing himself for justice.

But he still insisted on pestering Shen Zhi, the reason is that he is good to him.

Shen Yuan occasionally suspected that Shen Zhi was perfunctory to him, but he didn't dare to go to Feng Ran to verify it. After a long time of suspicion, it was nothing.

At the end of June, Shen Zhi's order was over, and there were deadlines every day. Feng Ran was afraid that he would forget to eat and sleep, so he would video call him when he was not busy, and chatted casually.

But Feng Ran did not turn on the camera today, and was absent-minded.

"Have you eaten?"

"You just asked... I had a sandwich, soy milk, and a banana."

"Oh, sorry, I'm a little sleepy today. My mind is not clear."

"What time will you come in the evening?"

"It's your birthday, I want to go back early."

"It's just a birthday, it doesn't matter if it's early or late. It's too hot in the afternoon, come later." Shen Zhi suggested, considering that Shen Yuan came to cause trouble every afternoon.

"That's fine."

"When you come back, we'll go to the supermarket--"

"Brother! Brother! Brother! Shen Zhi!" Before Shen Zhi finished speaking, the door of the studio was slammed open, and Shen Yuan rushed in shouting.

Chen Zhi shuddered and hung up the phone, saying unhappily: "What are you doing! Don't you know how to knock on the door?"

"Chen Zhi, guess what gift I bought you?"

"...What?" Feng Ran sent a question mark. Chen Zhi quickly typed an explanation, saying that the property management was knocking on the door and he hung up accidentally. "Wait for me in the living room in the future, and don't come up without permission."

"Don't say that, it's useless!" Shen Yuan slapped the table excitedly, "Go downstairs and take a look, you must like it!"

Chen Zhi guessed it immediately: "Car? I don't want it."

"This year's MC20, it's so cool, I only drove it for less than a week, and then you can lend it to me occasionally to play with it, please, because my mother and I have begged for a long time," Shen Yuan took out a wooden cigarette box from behind him like a magic, "And do you want Cuban cigars? I asked my classmates to bring them to me, specially prepared for your birthday. If you don't want it, I can only..."

"Do you want these toys for yourself or for me?" Shen Zhi shook his head. For many years, Shen Yuan liked to give him gifts under the pretext of giving him gifts, and the gifts went into his own pocket.

"Of course for you. Let's go. Stop painting. How much can you earn from painting these few paintings? Let's go for a drive. Drive to Haicheng. My buddy has a villa by the sea there. I just got the key from him yesterday."

"I'm not going. Go by yourself."

"You don't have to deal with Feng Ran today, do you?" Shen Yuan was suspicious. "No, today is your birthday. Can you let yourself go?"

The cedar wood cigarette box was placed on the table at the door, not intended to be given to him. Shen Yuan was playing with a golden, exquisitely designed square lighter, which aroused his interest.

"Where did this come from?"

"Oh, I brought it back with the cigar," Shen Yuan was very proud. He opened the lid with a crisp "ding" sound and flicked it lightly with his thumb, and a cluster of flames jumped out. "It's gold-plated and a limited edition. It really cost me a lot of money." Shen

Zhi hooked his finger. Shen Yuan didn't understand and walked over.

"Let's make a deal," he said, "You can drive the car back to where it came from, and leave this to me."

"Okay, but you don't smoke..." Shen Yuan paused for a few seconds, then suddenly realized, his face flushed, "He smokes, right! What are you thinking? Impossible, I tell you it's absolutely impossible!"

"I didn't say I was giving it to him." Shen Zhi stretched out his hand, "Let me try."

"This is collector's grade! I don't even plan to use it! You actually want to give it to him!"

"Are you buying it for yourself or for me?"

"It's for you, but not for him!"

"Why should I give it to him? When did I say I was going to give it to him?" Shen Zhi frowned and stretched out his hand, "Hurry up."

Shen Yuan reluctantly put it in his palm and said, "You obviously wanted to give it to him, and you said you didn't like him, so I knew you were deceived by him, you are simply..."

As soon as the heavy rectangle with body temperature fell into his palm, the texture came. The little thing was brand new, and he packaged it himself. Feng Ran must like it very much.

"I've told you so many times, how could I possibly like him?

I just showed it to him for a look." Shen Yuan crossed his arms in front of his chest, frowning tightly: "I really can't stand it. When I imagine the scene of you and him together, I feel uncomfortable. You two are simply not from the same world!"

...It started again.

"You must tell me the truth today. Are you serious with him? I'm not a fool. It's been more than a year. I've seen all your behaviors. Are you interested in him--" "

Okay, there's no need... no need to insult me like this."

"Insult? You know it yourself. I'm not wrong, and I'm not wronging you. Why do you have to find him when there are so many people out there? Even if you find Feng Qing, isn't she ten thousand times better than him?" Shen Yuan became more and more excited, and his voice became louder. "Look at what he looks like. Isn't he disgusted by his dirt? I worry about you getting sick every day!"

"I know," Shen Zhi retorted word by word, "I'm enduring it too. I'm suffering too. Do you know that every time I slept with him, I felt so sick that I couldn't eat for several days!" Shen

Zhi wanted to say that this was enough, and if he had nothing to do, just get out and stop bothering me, but he heard a loud bang, deafening.

The door of the studio opened.

The wind from the door brushed across his face, carrying the familiar scent of laundry detergent. He was a little stunned and turned around.

Feng Ran was standing at the door.

Feng Ran took the necklace and came in a taxi. He didn't tell Shen Zhi because he wanted to give him a surprise.

When he came in, the door was not closed, and there was a new sports car parked downstairs. He thought something had happened and ran upstairs in a hurry.

Who would have thought that there were other people in the studio that Shen Zhi said was off-limits to everyone.

Who would have thought that the topic of discussion was him.

The force when he kicked the door open also acted on his legs, causing pain in his tendons and veins.

He looked at Shen Zhi, and his heart grew colder and colder, as if it had been cut, and sour liquid flowed through his blood vessels to his limbs.

His voice trembled and came out from the depths of his throat.

"Explain."

He had to give Shen Zhi a chance.

Or rather, give himself a chance.

An opportunity for him not to accept the reality so quickly and admit that he has been a fool who deceived himself from the beginning to the end.

"Listen to me, Feng Ran," Shen Zhi stood up and said softly, "When did you come?"

"Guess."

"I don't know what you just heard, but I hope you don't misunderstand. This is my cousin, Shen Yuan. We..."

"It's you." Feng Ran glanced at Shen Yuan in the corner of his eye, and many images became clear. He said in a mocking tone, "I was wondering why he looked familiar. He has been hanging around me a lot." Shen

Zhi said, "Feng Ran, he is ignorant and just said it casually. I am too lazy to explain so much to him. We know our own business ourselves--"

Feng Ran kicked over the bucket at the door. The house was immediately flooded.

Shen Zhi's face changed.

It was used to wash paintbrushes. Half a bucket of dirty water in it was not poured out in time, and it splashed on Shen Zhi's white pants, staining large and small stains.

Feng Ran was surprisingly calm, and his words came out like a machine gun, firing rapidly: "Shen Zhi, do you think I'm an idiot? What do you say? What the hell I am like is up to you and your brother. I'm just an NPC, right? Oh, I didn't realize that you have strong logic and good language organization skills. Why don't you do a talk show? I guarantee you will earn much more than you do by painting!" Shen

Zhi was scolded to death, and he was a little embarrassed in front of his cousin.

They have been together for more than a year and have hardly quarreled, but he has long discovered that Feng Ran's anger always burns up in an instant, like a summer rainstorm, which comes with great momentum but goes away quickly.

"Feng Ran, wait a minute," he paused, turned around, and looked at Shen Yuan coldly, "Go home."

"Go home for what? Just stay here! Let me hear what else he wants to say to me? Say it! Keep talking!" Feng Ran slammed the table.

After a few words and a few actions, Shen Yuan was like being slapped from both sides. His cheeks were burning, and he dared not breathe, and retreated back to the corner.

It was over. The fire finally burned him. Shen Zhi didn't listen to my advice earlier. What should I do now! His family has a little money, but it's nothing. What if Feng Ran wants to kill him?

Shen Zhi, the madman, still has the ability to fight back, but he has nothing!

Chen Zhi said, "Feng Ran! Let him go, let's sit down and have a good talk."

"What's there to talk about?" Feng Ran said coldly, "Break up."

Chen Zhi was stunned for a moment: "You, what did you say?"

"I said break up. You, you guys, make me sick." He said slowly, "We both think each other is disgusting, is that okay? I heard it with my own ears. There's no need to continue."

"...No, it's not like that. Today is my birthday, can you please?" Chen Zhi felt a little dizzy and incoherent. He forced himself to walk over and wanted to hold those hands, "Please calm down first and don't say those impulsive words. Give me a chance, I will make everything clear to you. I promise."

The moment their skin touched, Feng Ran shook him off as if he had been electrocuted, kicked up, and the neatly arranged shelves fell down like dominoes.

The world was quiet.

The whole studio was in a mess. Feng Ran looked around and felt a twisted sense of joy.

Who would have thought that he would enter this "forbidden land" with such an attitude and such a stance for the first time?

Who would have thought that he would destroy it as soon as he arrived?

Feng Ran slowly lit a cigarette and turned around.

"Chen Zhi, you don't need to explain anything to me. I heard it with my own ears, so you don't have to explain it. You said those words yourself. No one forced you, right? I misjudged you. Let's part ways in peace. Don't make it too ugly."

He looked at Chen Zhi, with a smile on his face, and a chill: "Besides, I have never seen someone as hard-mouthed and thick-skinned as you in my life, and I have never suffered such grievances! You and I, the two of us, are done today, understand?" The finger holding the cigarette first touched Chen Zhi's shoulder, and then pointed to Shen Yuan not far away, and his tone suddenly became several times more fierce, "And you, you'd better be careful. If you dare to cause trouble for my family, I will kill you!"

After the harsh words, the two brothers didn't say a word, especially Shen Zhi, whose eyes were always gentle and heartbroken. He must have been hurt by him. He felt much more comfortable, threw half of the cigarette into the bucket, straightened his collar, and walked away like a winner.

Chen Zhi wanted to chase after him, but his feet seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and he was afraid of bringing bad luck. He hesitated for a long time, until Feng Ran walked away outside the window, then he slowly squatted down, his heart full of embarrassment and disgrace.

In his ears, the words of breakup were still echoing, the sound was too loud and too harsh, and his eardrums were still buzzing.

It was certainly uncomfortable to be pointed at and scolded by Feng Ran, but why did he feel so stuffy in his chest that he couldn't breathe, and there was also an inexplicable feeling of...sadness?

Especially when he saw him open the door and walk in, with red eyes, trembling lips, and an unbelievable and disappointed look, and heard him say the word "break up" himself, why did he have an urge to hug him and kiss him at all costs?

Why, why, why?

He was obviously just going to play along with Feng Ran and didn't take it seriously...