Chapter 15 015 [Three-in-one] Chris Chi...

returned home from college, it was already past seven in the evening.

In the taxi on the way back, no one spoke, the atmosphere was so quiet that it was almost eerie, only Shi Chuan's hand was holding her hand as usual, his fingers easily wrapped around her palm.

Tang Sijia's fingers trembled, and she struggled a few times, but couldn't break free.

Even after getting off the car, Shi Chuan's hand didn't let go.

"I'm a little tired, I'm going back to my room to rest first." After returning home, Tang Sijia finally found an excuse to break free from his hand, wanting to go back to her room to sort out her chaotic thoughts.

But she failed, Shi Chuan grabbed her, pulled her to the sofa, and pressed her to sit down: "Your knee is injured, sister, you need to apply medicine."

As he spoke, he had already skillfully taken out the medicine box, found iodine and cotton swabs, returned to her, and squatted down.

Perhaps it was related to the injury on his leg, he frowned.

"I'll do it myself." Seeing his intention, Tang Sijia hurriedly dodged and tried to take the iodine.

His slender fingers firmly grasped her calf, stopping her from moving: "I'll do it."

The slightly cool fingers touched her skin, and Tang Sijia only felt a little numb in her calf. She sat there in a daze, vaguely feeling that something was beyond the limit.

The cotton swab was dipped in the slightly cool liquid and carefully touched the wound on her knee.

Tang Sijia's calf tensed up.

Shi Chuan put away the iodine, took out the ointment and applied it on his fingers, then raised his head, looked at her deeply, and continued to massage the intact skin around the bruises.

At the moment of touch, Tang Sijia's body trembled slightly.

Shi Chuan seemed not to notice, and continued to rub slowly.

But he knew that his heart was trembling.

Just like a drop of ink falling into clear water, under the touch of his fingertips, the color of her fair skin on her legs gradually spread and smudged.

"Relax." Shi Chuan said hoarsely.

Tang Sijia's breathing tightened, and she suddenly remembered that when Shi Chuan first entered this house, it was also on this sofa, he was applying medicine to his knees, artistic and decadent.

Now, he was applying medicine to her.

"What are you thinking about, sister?" Shi Chuan asked suddenly.

Tang Sijia came back to her senses, watching the ointment on his index and middle fingers melted and turned into a clear and sticky liquid. The inappropriate picture drilled into her mind, and her eardrums began to beat wildly.

Perhaps without waiting for her answer, Shi Chuan raised his head.

One squatted and the other sat, and their eyes met in mid-air, and time seemed to freeze.

Tang Sijia watched the distance between the two of them unconsciously shorten, and shorten again. It was not

until she felt a slightly cool touch on her lips that she suddenly woke up, opened her eyes wide and wanted to retreat, but she didn't know when a big hand appeared behind her, holding the back of her head and pressing against her lips awkwardly.

"Shi Chuan, we can't..." A vague voice overflowed from the lips of the two.

"Why not?"

"We are brother and sister..."

"Are we, sister?" Shi Chuan interrupted her, looking into her eyes from a very close distance.

Tang Sijia fell silent.

Shi Chuan's fingers weaved into her long hair. At first, he was at a loss, but later his lips began to slowly open and close, rubbing, as if he had suddenly opened his mind, and the boy's kiss became turbulent.

Even... Tang Sijia felt the faintly restrained excitement.

It was like a beast encountering its prey, but it didn't want to bite it to death too quickly, so it just teased and played with it.

After an unknown amount of time, Tang Sijia heard a muffled groan from the depths of her throat. She quickly opened her eyes, pushed Shi Chuan away, and looked at the scene in front of her in shock.

The boy's lips were bright red, and his lower lip was stained with a suspicious bit of water.

He was looking at her, breathing rapidly, and his pupils were unusually bright.

She tasted sweeter than he had imagined.

Tang Sijia hurriedly withdrew her gaze and stood up: "The medicine has been applied. I have to go to work tomorrow. I will go back to my room..."

"Tomorrow is Saturday, sister."

Tang Sijia's eyes turned around guiltily.

Shi Chuan looked at her helpless expression and walked up to her: "There is a basketball game the day after tomorrow afternoon. Do you still want to watch it?"

After what happened just now, how could Tang Sijia still have the mood to watch the basketball game again? She was about to refuse: "No..."

"I will also play." Shi Chuan added.

The words of refusal hovered on her lips. Looking at the boy's expectant eyes, she finally nodded almost imperceptibly.

Shi Chuan smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were full of brightness.

*

The basketball game is at 2:30 pm on Sunday.

Tang Sijia stayed in the bedroom for a long time. It was rare for her to put on light makeup. When she walked out of the bedroom, Shi Chuan was waiting.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Shi Chuan looked over and was slightly startled.

"Is it strange?" Tang Sijia glanced at him quickly. Since what happened the night before yesterday, she always felt uneasy when facing him.

Shi Chuan reacted quickly and shook his head: "No, my sister looks good no matter what."

"You're lying." Tang Sijia said this, but she felt relaxed.

Shi Chuan walked beside her and glanced at her profile.

It was actually very strange.

It wasn't her appearance that was strange, but... those colorful powders on other people's faces, but on her face, he only saw her skin, eyeliner texture and bright red lips.

He was the one who was strange.

Shi Chuan frowned and didn't take such a small episode to heart.

"You just broke your leg two days ago. Don't try too hard. If you feel uncomfortable, call for a timeout immediately, okay?"

"Don't be too nervous, it's not a formal competition, friendship comes first."

"It's okay to lose..."

Outside the court, Tang Sijia told Shi Chuan one sentence after another. Maybe because of the noisy people around, her embarrassment also faded a lot.

But until she finished speaking, she looked up and found that Shi Chuan was looking at her with a weird and complicated look, as if he was surprised by her instructions, but when he met her line of sight, he nodded obediently.

Tang Sijia felt relieved and walked to the first row seat reserved for her by Shi Chuan.

Tang Sijia thought that Shi Chuan was obviously absent-minded when he watched the game last time, and he was probably not interested in these things. He was just temporarily pulled to play today to make up the numbers.

Unexpectedly, when the whistle sounded, seeing the boy jumping and running on the court was like watching his personal show.

He was wearing a red jersey and a white headband. Every time he passed, received the ball, and shot, it

was smooth. The muscle lines of his arms and calves were clean and beautiful, full of powerful beauty.

Even if he didn't know much about basketball, Tang Sijia could see that Shi Chuan was dazzling today.

The score was getting closer and closer, and the surroundings were getting more and more excited. With waves of shouts of "Shi Chuan", Tang Sijia could no longer take her eyes off that bright figure.

Until a long whistle sounded, the game was over.

Shi Chuan's team won by a large margin. He turned around and saw the brilliance in Tang Sijia's eyes in the first row outside the court. Her eyes

were more brilliant than the last time she looked at the boy in the No. 6 jersey.

And this time, she bloomed for him.

This made the knot in his heart disappear.

Shi Chuan even regretted that he didn't let her come to watch his game earlier.

"No wonder you were not interested in those people playing basketball last time," Tang Sijia was still immersed in the afterglow of the game until she returned to the downstairs of the residential building, and briefly put aside what happened the night before. "I thought you couldn't play basketball, but I didn't expect it was because you played too well."

She did not hesitate to praise: "Shi Chuan, you are really amazing."

Shi Chuan looked at her. In fact, she was right. He really couldn't play at first.

But he wouldn't say such words, he just smiled and said, "Thank you, sister."

Tang Sijia remembered something: "You won today, we should celebrate well, is there anything you want to eat?"

Shi Chuan looked at her moving lips and shining eyes: "Yes."

"What?" Tang Sijia took out the key and opened the door.

The moment the door closed, she heard Shi Chuan behind her call "sister".

When she turned around, her eyes darkened.

Shi Chuan held her head with one hand and pressed her against the door, but stopped when he was about to kiss her: "Can I?" He asked hoarsely.

He had just finished the game and was sweating, but he didn't have the sweat odor of ordinary boys. His cold white skin was hotter than usual, and the strong smell of hormones enveloped the two of them.

Tang Sijia's heart beat violently, and even her breathing became cautious: "We don't..." It can't be like this anymore.

Without letting her finish the rest of the words, Shi Chuan kissed her hard and blocked those insincere words.

Tang Sijia leaned against the door, tilted her head, and endured the assault on her lips.

With a height of 164, she looked very petite in front of the 189-meter-tall boy.

Shi Chuan was studious. Compared with the immature yesterday, he was much more skilled today.

Until his kiss gradually fell on her neck, his teeth gently biting the fragile artery, the heat between his breaths was tinged with a different ambiguous taste, and her body gradually became strange. Tang Sijia pushed him away anxiously: "Shi Chuan!"

Shi Chuan stopped panting, with her lipstick on his lips, and his eyes were like a black king snake staring at a little white mouse, amazingly bright, with an inexplicable fanaticism.

But it was quickly suppressed.

"Sorry, sister." The boy apologized sincerely and took a step back.

Tang Sijia nodded randomly: "You... go take a shower first, you're sweating."

"Okay." Shi Chuan responded, obediently found some clothes to change, and walked towards the bathroom.

Tang Sijia sat on the carpet with her heart pounding. Perhaps because of what happened the day before yesterday, she actually felt less embarrassed today.

Thinking of this, she hugged her legs and buried her head in her knees to cover her hot cheeks.

After an unknown amount of time, Tang Sijia raised her head and looked towards the bathroom.

Shi Chuan had never taken such a long shower in the past. Thinking of his injury and intense exercise, Tang Sijia couldn't help but stand up, but when she approached the bathroom door, her steps suddenly stopped.

In the bathroom door, which was not very soundproof, a few suppressed gasps could be heard occasionally under the sound of the splashing water.

Tang Sijia thought of the boy's forbearance just now, turned around as if she was scalded, and walked quickly back to the sofa.

Maybe, she should change another house, she thought.

Change to a house with good sound insulation, spacious and bright, and more like home.

*

Monday.

As soon as Tang Sijia entered the company, she heard everyone talking enthusiastically about the news that Nanshan Media had bought the full copyright of Li Ge's work.

For a highly anticipated project, once Li Ge's IP universe is developed, I'm afraid that even the dogs on the street will be unable to resist clicking in to take a look.

It is normal for the company to invest most of its energy and funds.

Especially this year, the industry is not very prosperous. Many similar companies have made drastic reforms, and it is not uncommon for 70% to 80% of the investment to support the top projects.

But Tang Sijia always has an indescribable feeling.

Nanshan Media cut off the suspense theater that had been prepared for several months and focused on developing the IP of Li Ge's work, which is a profit-seeking behavior.

But in this way, it also violated the taboo of the media industry: relying too much on core resources.

Isn't it safer to lay out a multi-IP matrix and spread risks?

"Sijia, what are you thinking? I didn't expect that President Jiang really took down Li Ge!" Sister Wang sighed, "I see that this project is completed, and the heir of the Jiang family is also set in stone. I really hope that Nanshan Media, as an old hero, can get more benefits by then."

Tang Sijia looked at the eager expressions of Sister Wang and the people around him, thought about it, and expressed his thoughts.

Sister Wang frowned and thought for a while, then waved her hand: "These are not what we should think about. Mr. Jiang must have negotiated with Li Ge to get the contract."

Tang Sijia thought the same and did not continue the topic.

"I heard that Mr. Jiang plans to develop the third part of Li Ge's most famous trilogy, the origin story," Sister Wang said with a smile, "Our content center will be busy these days."

"I have thought about it. After I finish this and get the bonus, I will take Chenchen to the beach for a vacation and stay in the most expensive villa hotel."

"I want to buy an Alien! Play games for three days and three nights!" Li Yi interrupted with great interest, "What about you, Sijia?"

Tang Sijia curled his lips unconsciously, with a hint of yearning in his eyes: "I want to move to a house with a good location and a spacious room."

After returning home and having dinner, Tang Sijia sat on the carpet and opened Li Ge's "Sunspots", ready to read it again in depth.

But when he only turned to the preface and saw the introduction of Li Ge, Tang Sijia remembered his previous speculation and couldn't help but be distracted.

When Shi Chuan came out after washing the dishes, he saw the woman who was in a daze holding a book. Her bare legs were slightly curled up, and she was leaning against the sofa, looking straight into an unknown place.

Shi Chuan came closer and took a look at the contents of the book. He knew that this was the result of Jiang Su taking the bait, but he still asked, "Sister, why are you reading science fiction books?"

Tang Sijia came back to her senses, looked at the face in front of her, and her ears felt a little hot. She stepped back and said, "The company is preparing to develop Li Ge's project recently."

At this point, in order to ease her discomfort, she also told him her guess in the afternoon.

Shi Chuan just listened quietly. He has always been a perfect listener.

"Why am I telling you this? The most important thing for you now is to study." Tang Sijia was annoyed and was about to turn his attention back to the book.

"... Is this company important to you?" Shi Chuan's voice sounded, and no emotion could be heard.

Tang Sijia shook his head firmly: "No office worker likes the company."

"It's just that Sister Wang and Manager Sun have always taken good care of me. The salary in Nanshan is not low. They have a family and a daughter, and they need this job." At this point, Tang Sijia remembered something, glanced at Shi Chuan, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, "I need it now too."

Shi Chuan sat there quietly, and his pretending to be well-behaved eyes suddenly became obscure and deep.

He knew very well why "she needs it now too."

Because of him.

Tang Sijia didn't have much mood to read tonight. He sighed in his heart, put the book aside, turned on his laptop, and flipped through the web pages.

In the small living room, there was only the sound of the mouse clicking for a while.

"What are you reading?" Shi Chuan asked suddenly.

Tang Sijia, who was browsing the web seriously, was startled, and then reacted. After thinking for a while, he moved the computer towards him: "I'm looking for a house, you can choose one too."

"House?"

"This one is still too small," Tang Sijia looked around, "It just so happens that the lease expires in July. I want to change to a two-bedroom house, so that you can have your own private space and don't have to squeeze in the living room. The location is between the company and the University of Economics and Business, which is more convenient for work and school..." "

What do you think?"

When she spoke, Shi Chuan kept staring at her eyes.

Yearning, expectation, joy, and dazzling light.

Until she turned her head to ask for his opinion, the light shone on him.

At this moment, Shi Chuan felt as if another person had taken over his body for a short time.

He stepped forward, held her cheeks with both hands, and kissed her hard.

Tang Sijia sat there blankly, not knowing which words stimulated Shi Chuan, and there was no time to think deeply. The intimacy of lips, teeth and breathing entangled stimulated her brain to secrete dopamine, and her eyes closed gently.

Tang Sijia opened her eyes until she was pushed back by the boy and fell on the carpet.

She said, "Shi Chuan!" Only then did she realize that her voice was very hoarse.

"Sister doesn't like it, I won't cross the line." Shi Chuan's voice came from the lips of the two people.

He gently pressed her lips, and after an unknown period of time, he held her and sat up, with his chin resting on her shoulder from behind.

Tang Sijia felt a little unnatural and moved her body, but was quickly suppressed by the boy.

In order to divert her attention, Shi Chuan asked casually, "Why do you like sitting on the carpet?"

Tang Sijia was indeed attracted by his question. She calmed her breathing and was quiet for a while before she said, "When I was a child, my family was still renting a house. The house was very small and there was no place for a desk. After school every day, I sat on a mat and bent over the coffee table to do my homework. Later, my brother started going to kindergarten, so I bought a double desk." "

This habit has been passed down slowly. I always feel that sitting on the carpet gives me a sense of home."

Shi Chuan tilted his head and stared at her.

She rarely mentioned her past home.

But he could see that she missed the family that didn't love her wholeheartedly.

Her past.

Shi Chuan's eyes suddenly became clear.

It should have nothing to do with him.

*

Nanshan Media has been very busy in all departments during this period.

Tang Sijia had to go to the site to survey the materials and progress of setting up the shed and scenery in the morning, and organize the screenwriters to brainstorm and integrate the scripts in the afternoon. She could only use the evening time to learn how to do projects, build teams, and make plans.

On this day, Tang Sijia finally got a break and didn't have to work overtime. She packed up her things early and prepared to go home and cook a big meal with Shi Chuan.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked out of the company building, he was stopped by a boy with white hair and fashionable clothes: "Excuse me, are you Miss Tang Sijia?"

Tang Sijia looked at the other party in confusion. After making sure that he didn't know such a person, he nodded hesitantly: "Excuse me, are you..."

"Finally found you," the man breathed a sigh of relief and handed over his business card with a smile, "Hello, Miss Tang, we are in the same line of work."

Tang Sijia took the business card, on which was written "CM Daxiang".

"I am a blogger of CM Media Company, my ID is Daxiang. I am currently running a column called 'Finding Past Stories'. The content is to find people who were once very popular or attracted a lot of attention on the Internet, and to visit their current situation many years later."

"After learning about Miss Tang's story, I am very interested in Miss Tang. Miss Tang, do you have time to accept an interview?"

Tang Sijia lowered his eyes and returned the business card to the other party: "Sorry, I don't want to talk about those things."

The blogger didn't seem to expect to be rejected. He frowned and smiled: "Many fans and viewers also want to know how the little girl is doing. Miss Tang should not want to disappoint those who cared about you at the time?" "

Besides, if Miss Tang is willing, I can also help you promote it on the website. If you become popular, you don't have to work so hard... "

"I'm sorry, I don't want to be interviewed." This time, Tang Sijia seriously rejected the other party.

I thought the matter was over, but I didn't expect to see the blogger again in the same place two days later.

Tang Sijia was about to go to the subway station directly after bypassing him, but was stopped by someone: "Ms. Tang, I really just want to interview you, I have no ill intentions."

"You can talk freely about your current state of mind about that incident, the person who uploaded the photos to the Internet, your opinion of him, and the donation from Hansi Group later..." "

Is that enough?" Tang Sijia suddenly raised his head, his tone a little out of control.

The blogger was stunned, as if he didn't expect that Tang Sijia, who seemed to be easy to talk to, would lose his temper.

"I'm not interested in interviews, and I don't want to show my current life to anyone," Tang Sijia gradually calmed down, "If it happens again, I will choose to call the police."

After saying this, Tang Sijia walked quickly to the subway station.

It was time to get off work, and there were many people on the subway. Tang Sijia stood by the subway door, staring at the light and shadow flying outside in a daze.

When he came to his senses, he realized that he had missed two stops and was waiting for the subway to turn back.

It was dark when he got home, and Shi Chuan had already prepared dinner.

Tang Sijia calmed down and ate and read as usual. She felt that she had not revealed any flaws, but Shi Chuan finished washing the dishes and returned to the carpet and asked quietly: "Did anything bad happen today?"

Tang Sijia's originally curved lips froze for a moment, but soon she skillfully suppressed them and curved her eyebrows: "No." Shi

Chuan looked at the smile on her lips, and suddenly a feeling of annoyance grew in his chest.

"If you don't want to say it, then I won't ask." Shi Chuan stretched out his hand and touched her cheek.

Tang Sijia was startled.

His fingers had already touched the corners of her lips, and he calmed down the arc that was pulled up little by little: "But sister, don't smile like that."

Tang Sijia stared at the young man in front of her in a daze. At a certain second, she felt a sense of grievance in her heart. The corners of her lips shrank uncontrollably, and she looked at him: "Shi Chuan." "

Yes, I'm here."

At this moment, Tang Sijia wanted to say something: "Did you know that my father, mother and brother died in a car accident?"

"...Yes."

"Actually, before the car accident, my brother was fighting with me for a rag doll, a little girl in yellow overalls."

Shi Chuan looked at her. He remembered the doll. In the photo of that year, she was holding that doll.

"But that was bought for me by my parents. My brother already has a lot of toys, and I don't want to give it to him," Tang Sijia's expression seemed to be immersed in that memory, "So we argued, and my brother was still young, so he couldn't win the argument, and started crying loudly."

"Mom and Dad couldn't stand it anymore, so they found a service area nearby, stopped for a few minutes, and coaxed my brother back on the road."

"I've been thinking, if I had been more obedient and given the doll to my brother, and hadn't stopped for those few minutes, the car accident wouldn't have happened?" Tang Sijia stared blankly at the front, "I have always been very obedient, only that time, I didn't obey."

Then, she was punished.

Shi Chuan looked at the woman in front of him quietly. She was trying to open her eyes wide to prevent the water droplets in them from falling.

But the liquid accumulated too quickly, and she had no time to stop it.

At the moment when the bean-sized tears fell, Shi Chuan kissed her eyes.

When the salty liquid fell into his mouth, Shi Chuan's heart trembled violently.

He thought it was the same as usual, it was the excitement of feeling her pain, and he didn't investigate further.

Tang Sijia sat there in a daze, the cool touch on her eyelids was cautious.

For the first time, she did not escape.

The huge stone that had been weighing on her heart for many years, when she heard the words "You are not wrong" in her ear, it was like a collapsed dam, bursting in an instant.

When Shi Chuan was about to withdraw her body, she grabbed him and took the initiative to kiss him.

She felt as if there was a hole in her heart, longing for someone to caress it and fill it.

No one knew how it happened.

As the warm-toned lights flickered, Tang Sijia saw the boy's seductive eyes, and for a moment it seemed to penetrate the darkness and emit a charming sea-blue light.

Like a fairy in the sea.

The sadness was gradually smoothed by the touch on the spine, and the nasal cavity was filled with the same jasmine mint scent of shower gel, and the cells in the body gradually became drifting.

Two people who had never set foot in this field, tested and groped each other until they fit each other with sweat.

The fluffy head was buried in her neck, and the heavy breathing hit her heart again and again.

That beautiful, slender finger moved down along the pink and white curve, until it was stained with the lustrous liquid and the erotic fragrance.

In the dim light, Tang Sijia saw a palm-sized scar on the boy's shoulder.

She gently touched it, and the boy stood up violently, picked her up suddenly, and strode to the big bed behind him.

That night, the last "battlefield" was in the bathroom. In the mist, Tang Sijia felt that she was floating in the air, her feet not touching the ground.

In front of her was the boy's lustful face, which was stunningly beautiful.

An eighteen-year-old boy has endless energy.

*

When it ended, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

Tang Sijia lay on the brand new sheets with soreness all over her body, and fell asleep.

Shi Chuan looked at her and couldn't help but stretch out his fingers to touch her facial features. The colors became brighter where his fingertips brushed.

Until it fell on the bright red lips, Shi Chuan's fingers paused, and the next second he suddenly withdrew his hand, calmly stood up and walked to the balcony.

In the dim light, Shi Chuan quietly looked at the simple residential buildings and scattered lights outside. After a long time, he took out his mobile phone and called William: "Help me check something, William."

William's voice was full of displeasure at being woken up: "What is it?"

"The car accident that Tang Sijia's parents had that year, the more detailed the better."

William gradually woke up, paused after hearing the words, and then laughed mercilessly: "Didn't you say that Miss Tang's past has nothing to do with you?"

Shi Chuan frowned and turned to look at the woman on the big bed behind him.

"...This is compensation." He said.

But this sentence, rather than saying it to the other party, is more like saying it to himself. When

Tang Sijia woke up again, it was already the next morning.

The scene of last night appeared in his mind very clearly, and every detail was clear.

Tang Sijia instantly felt the blood in her body rushing to her cheeks, as if she was burning.

The next second, she suddenly thought of the pair of blue eyes that looked like a siren in the haze. Tang Sijia turned around in a hurry and bumped into a pair of black and clean pupils.

"Sister, good morning."

Those eyes were black.

Tang Sijia felt relieved.

"Sister, are you still going to work?" The boy's voice was hoarse with insatiable desire.

Tang Sijia's heart was pounding: "Yeah." She reluctantly responded.

"It's late, can't you take a day off?"

"The company has been..." very busy these days.

The last two words could not be said, and were replaced by a quick groan.

His fingers passed over his flat belly, lingered, and turned.

He was like a studious student. After one night of review, he had learned everything about her.

Tang Sijia felt more and more clearly how long the fingers of that perfect hand were.

"Don't, Shichuan..." Tang Sijia's voice was hoarse, "My legs are sore..."

The fingers stopped, and Shichuan leaned on her shoulder, pointing out her honest reaction in a very soft voice.

Tang Sijia's body froze.

Shichuan chuckled in her ear: "Don't worry, I'll just use my hands to help you."

"The sheets are new..." Tang Sijia only had time to whisper fragments.

Shi Chuan looked at the bed sheets that had been changed last night in the corner: "It's okay, sister, I'll wash them."

Tang Sijia finally took half a day off, and it was almost eleven o'clock when she got up.

Tang Sijia wrapped herself in clean sheets and sat on the sofa, watching Shi Chuan change the brand new quilt cover and sheets, not knowing how things had turned out like this.

Until Shi Chuan stopped arranging the sheets, Tang Sijia looked over in confusion, only to see him looking at the sheets.

Tang Sijia's eyes seemed to be burned, and she quickly looked away. Shi

Chuan's low laugh followed, and Tang Sijia's ears became hotter and hotter, and she only heard the boy put the sheets into the washing machine together, and the drum started to rotate rumblingly.

After a long silence, Tang Sijia suddenly thought of something: "Shi Chuan, how did you get the scar on your right shoulder?"

It lay there, and among the many scars, that one was the most terrifying.

Shi Chuan paused, glanced over his right shoulder, tidied the sheets, and sat back beside her: "My mother likes flower arrangement, opera, and playing the harp."

Tang Sijia listened carefully.

Shi Chuan found that Tang Sijia's eyes seemed to have a soothing power, which made people say a lot more unconsciously: "When she wanted to see my father, hurting me was the most effective way."

"She would miss my father when she was arranging flowers, when she was listening to opera, and when she was playing the harp."

"That day, she happened to be playing the harp."

"She... hit you with the harp?"

"I guess so," Shi Chuan said with regret, "It's a pity for that unique Celtic harp."

Tang Sijia was stunned. The harp was smashed, how many times did it take to hit him?

"How old were you at that time?" She thought of another question.

Shi Chuan thought carefully: "Nine years old."

Because when he was ten years old, Jiang Huaian made a cruel statement that even if he died, he would never appear again.

Nine years old.

Just a child.

Tang Sijia reached out and gently touched his right shoulder through a thin shirt.

Shi Chuan's back stiffened slightly, and he looked at her: "Is it ugly, sister?"

Tang Sijia shook her head and said seriously: "Very beautiful, like a rose."

At this point, she laughed: "In fact, when I first saw you, I felt that you, hiding in the dark, were like a black buck rose."

"Huh?"

"Dangerous and beautiful."

*

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Tang Sijia appeared in the company on time.

Perhaps she had almost never asked for leave, but now she did, Li Yi came over curiously: "Sijia, what did you do in the morning?"

Tang Sijia thought of the scene in the morning, her cheeks heated up, and she shook her head: "Nothing, just... a little uncomfortable."

"Are you sick? I heard that the flu has spread around the technical center next door. I'm afraid you were infected by them..."

"Say less." Sister Wang couldn't stand it and said to Li Yi in a bad mood.

Li Yi shrugged and made a zipper-up gesture.

Tang Sijia smiled gratefully at Sister Wang, but unexpectedly, a message was received on his phone the next second.

Sister Wang: [You look so happy, something is going on.]

Tang Sijia looked at the message, and his ears turned redder. He looked up to meet Sister Wang's teasing smile, and was silent for a while, and replied: [Sister Wang, if you have time one day, I would like to take you to meet that family.]

When he looked up, Tang Sijia saw Sister Wang's surprised and pleasant eyes.

"I have to go to a meeting again!" Li Yi didn't stay silent for too long, and suddenly said.

Tang Sijia opened the company group, and sure enough, he saw that a minute ago, Manager Sun notified the people in the content center to go to the conference room for a meeting in half an hour.

It's easy to guess that the notebooks that were submitted before were rejected again.

"This time, President Jiang specially invited professors from Harvard and MIT to be consultants. They all have foreign faces. They came to China to work but didn't study Chinese well. My level 6 certificate has been moldy for a long time." Li Yi took out a recorder and said angrily.

Sister Wang glanced at him with a smile: "If you make it to the top, everyone will follow you and speak Chinese."

Li Yi: "Sister Wang, how can you encourage others to be more ambitious!" As he said this, he remembered something, "By the way, the youngest student admitted to MIT two years ago was a Chinese named Chris Chiang. He was also on the hot search..."

Tang Sijia's hand on the keyboard paused.

She inexplicably remembered that at the door of the infirmary, William once called Shi Chuan...

Chris.

"Are there any photos?" Tang Sijia asked for some reason.

"That Chris? I didn't expect you, Sijia, to be interested in this kind of thing. I remember that when it was on the hot search, there was a long-range photo taken. Wait for me to find it," Li Yi said as he searched. After a few minutes, he shrugged helplessly, "I forgot the keywords. I'll send it to you when I find it."

"Okay." Tang Sijia nodded.