Chapter 54 054 "Do you love me?"

Tang Sijia didn't expect Lu Langzhou to ask about her relationship status. She just looked at him in surprise and forgot how to answer.

Until a well-behaved and harmless voice sounded, breaking the silence between the two: "Sister."

Tang Sijia turned her head subconsciously, and was relieved by the interruption.

Lu Langzhou also looked over in the direction of the voice. Shi Chuan was walking towards this side in a thin white sweater, and his pale face was extremely deceptive.

Like a wolf whose fur was stroked, or a snake whose fangs were hidden, he obediently walked behind Tang Sijia step by step, but the pair of eyes that looked like vertical pupils still revealed a bit of extreme calmness and vigilance, looking at him coldly.

When he looked at Tang Sijia, his cold eyes became like a pet willing to be tied up, docile and obedient: "It's a bit windy today, sister, don't stand here all the time."

Then, Shi Chuan seemed to have just seen Lu Langzhou. After a brief surprise, he nodded politely: "Mr. Lu."

Lu Langzhou looked at Shi Chuan, and then looked at Tang Sijia for a long time. His heart was gradually filled with an indescribable loss.

But he was not surprised.

"Mr. Shi." He responded in a deep voice.

Tang Sijia looked at Shi Chuan: "What are you doing here?"

Shi Chuan stretched out his drooping hand without changing his expression. There was a brand new wound on his palm: "I accidentally cut my hand when preparing our dinner just now. I came down to buy some medicine."

Tang Sijia looked down. His palm looked obviously scratched by a blunt object, not like a cut at all, and he couldn't help but frowned.

Lu Langzhou gradually cleared his mind: "Sijia, I just said something wrong," he forced a smile, "I have something to do, I'm leaving first."

Tang Sijia came back to her senses, nodded to Lu Langzhou, watched his back gradually disappear around the corner, changed the flower in her arms to hold it in one hand, looked at Shi Chuan again, and walked into the community.

Shi Chuan followed her quietly, walking step by step.

Until they were about to enter the corridor, Shi Chuan suppressed his jealousy and walked forward: "Sister, let me hold the flowers for you."

The flowers given to her by other men, staying in her arms for one more second, he felt it was torture.

Tang Sijia looked at the boy who blocked her way, stopped, and did not hand him the flowers. He just frowned slightly, and asked in silence for a moment: "Is your hand really cut by a knife?"

The smile on Shi Chuan's lips froze slightly, and he lowered his eyes and was about to speak.

"I don't want to hear lies." Tang Sijia said again.

Shi Chuan's eyelashes trembled twice: "...No," he said, "I hurt myself."

"I saw you smiling at Lu Langzhou."

She didn't like him now. Apart from hurting himself, he didn't know how to get her attention.

Lu Langzhou and she were once a couple protected by law. It was even because of his use that he pushed Lu Langzhou in front of her.

For him, this was something he could never forgive himself for.

Perhaps she had already seen the paranoia hidden in his nature. Tang Sijia's expression did not show any surprise. She was just quiet. After a long time, she said: "Langzhou just told me that his mother received the ring and bank card that I returned."

Shi Chuan's eyes were a little confused at first, and then he became happy.

She was explaining to him.

She really didn't care about Lu Langzhou, so she said so frankly about "returning the ring".

However, his joy did not last long, and he heard Tang Sijia say again: "Shichuan, I hope you can understand that feelings are not the most important thing. There are many more important things in your life that are worth cheering up and protecting."

Shichuan obeyed her words: "You are right, feelings are not the most important thing."

Tang Sijia's expression was slightly relaxed.

"It's just you that is important." Shichuan continued.

Tang Sijia suddenly lost her voice and stood there in silence.

At this moment, she felt a little powerless.

She was not sure if she could really cheer him up alone?

"Don't be angry," perhaps sensing the change in her mood, Shichuan was silent for a moment, carefully holding her hand, "I will work hard."

"Work hard" is such an incredible word, Shichuan never thought that one day he would say it from his mouth.

However, he could feel that every time he said that he would "work hard", she would always be happier.

It seemed that she was really happy for his cheering up.

Sure enough, this time was no exception, Tang Sijia's expression eased a little: "I don't want you to hurt yourself for a little thing."

Shi Chuan's lips moved, wanting to say that everything about her was not a small matter.

But he didn't want to destroy the atmosphere that the two of them had finally relaxed, so he didn't respond, just looked at the orchids in her arms: "The petals of these orchids are all wilted, why don't I help my sister change a few brighter ones?"

Tang Sijia looked down at the flowers in her arms, and sure enough, the ends of the petals of some flowers were a little dry: "If you don't like it, just put it in the vase over there."

Shi Chuan keenly grasped the implicit meaning of her words, and couldn't believe it: "This is... you gave it to me?" It

wasn't given to her by Lu Langzhou?

Tang Sijia nodded: "The carnations before have withered, you should throw them away." When she was watching a movie yesterday, she found that the bouquet of carnations that had long been unrecognizable was still in the vase. "But today's orchids are a little dry, wait for next time..."

Before she finished her words, the orchid in her arms was taken away by someone impatiently: "It's not dry, I was dazzled. It's very bright, I like it very much."

Tang Sijia looked at his action of not letting go, stunned for a moment, and said nothing more.

After returning home, Tang Sijia opened the information and inserted the hard drive into the notebook, preparing to sort out the final candidate information for the protagonist today and submit it tomorrow morning.

Many bloggers with a little fame and good looks are very willing to develop in the film and television industry, and there are many who want to go the side road.

Tang Sijia often has a relatively low favorability for such people, unless the appearance is particularly outstanding, otherwise they will not be considered.

Of course, at present, she has hundreds of information in her hands, if not thousands, but none of them meet the "extraordinary appearance" requirement.

Tang Sijia was recording while clicking on the next video, and soon she found something wrong.

The audition video was abruptly inserted with a confusing plot in which the male lead took off his shirt, exposing his chest and abdominal muscles. Even until the final self-introduction stage, he still didn't put on his shirt.

Tang Sijia frowned and was about to close the video when the doorbell rang. She had to go open the door first.

Shi Chuan stood outside the door with his hands bandaged. He looked in a good mood: "Sister, I have prepared dinner, you can come and eat."

Tang Sijia hesitated: "... I'll finish my work first."

"Okay." Shi Chuan nodded.

Seeing this, Tang Sijia hesitated and glanced at the door, and finally returned to the sofa.

Shi Chuan watched her defenseless movements, and felt an unprecedented joy in his heart. He walked slowly into her living room, and his breath carried her special fragrance.

Until he walked to the sofa and saw the computer screen on Tang Sijia's knees, the smile on his lips gradually disappeared.

He knew that she had been looking at the relevant information of the audition for the protagonist during this period, but he never knew that what she saw was this...

On the screen, a boy who looked young stood half-naked by the swimming pool, with innocent eyes, looking at the person in front of the camera with poor acting skills, and water drops flowed down his abdominal muscles little by little...

And Tang Sijia was obviously frowning, but her eyes still stayed on the route where the water drops meandered downward for a few seconds, never moving away.

"Sister, he doesn't look young." Shi Chuan walked up and said casually.

"Well, he's only eighteen years old, but he will be nineteen in December." Tang Sijia entered the information and responded casually.

Shi Chuan's lips couldn't help but purse tightly.

Eighteen years old.

The age he met her.

Nineteen years old.

The age he gave her.

Even though the boy in the video was not as good-looking, tall, or rich as him, he had the youth that he could never go back to.

Shi Chuan could not help but feel anxious.

He thought he was afraid that she liked mature men, but now that he thought about it, there was nothing to be afraid of, as he would grow up to that age one day.

And now, he was more afraid that she would like boys in their teens.

He had no way of traveling through time and space.

"Okay." Tang Sijia turned off the computer and breathed a sigh of relief.

Shi Chuan came back to his senses, responded obediently, and followed her across the street.

Before walking out of the room, at an angle that Tang Sijia could not see, he looked at the computer on the sofa again, his eyes silent and deep.

*

At about 4:30 in the afternoon, William received the message and went directly to Shi Chuan's office.

To his surprise, Shi Chuan, who had been "working hard" during this period, was not in the office. He asked his assistant and found out that he had gone to the tennis court on the top floor.

When William arrived, Shi Chuan was playing tennis alone.

His left wrist was scratched to the bone, and he couldn't use full strength yet. He only used his right hand to hit the tennis ball again and again. The ends of his hair were wet with sweat, and water drops fell. His pale and beautiful skin was stained with a little red after exercise. The loose clothes faintly outlined the outline of his abdominal muscles while running. Swagger

.

William sighed lightly, waited for a while, and turned his head to look at the person in charge of the venue next to him: "How long has he been here?"

"Mr. Shi has been playing for more than an hour."

William frowned, walked forward, and when Shi Chuan was about to hit again, he stood not far in front of him: "Don't you want your hand anymore?"

Shi Chuan saw him and finally woke up slowly. He walked to the lounge chair, picked up a towel to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and drank a sip of water: "When did you come?"

"Fifteen minutes ago," William raised his eyebrows and glared at him, "Didn't you say you would work hard? Why did you retire early?"

Shi Chuan was silent for a while: "Hasn't the biotech company you invested in before been developing drugs to delay aging?"

William thought for a while: "There is such a project, but it is mainly for the development of special drugs for the treatment of heart and brain diseases. The side effects are very large. Don't even think about it within ten years..." At this point, William thought of his abnormal behavior today and gloated, "Why, Miss Tang dislikes you for being old?"

Shi Chuan froze in his water and glared at him: "You are nine years older than me, and you have the nerve to say such things?"

William's expression froze, and he shrugged angrily: "You asked me to come up to watch you play?"

"No," Shi Chuan paused and asked, "What's a suitable birthday gift?"

"Who..." William regretted it as soon as he uttered a word.

Someone who had never celebrated his birthday before the age of sixteen suddenly asked him about his birthday gift so seriously, which must be related to Miss Tang.

Sure enough, the next second, Shi Chuan's eyes softened: "Sister."

William snorted coldly: "Of course, the most sincere way to give someone a gift is to think about it yourself. What's the point of asking others to take shortcuts?"

"Family reminder, remember to give something you have never received on your birthday before. " Shi

Chuan really thought about it carefully.

William glanced at him: "But if you want to give the other person a surprise, you must not spoil it in advance."

"Surprise?" Shi Chuan was puzzled.

William looked at his serious expression, thinking that he had rarely celebrated his birthday in the past ten years, and it was even more impossible for someone to prepare a so-called surprise. He sighed: "When she thought no one remembered her birthday, you showed up with her favorite gift. It was probably a surprise..."

The more he said, the less sure William was.

Shi Chuan was stunned. After a long time, a nostalgic smile appeared at the corner of his lips: "I know."

"What do you know?"

Shi Chuan said softly: "Last year, she gave me a surprise."

And he, after the surprise, gave her a heavy blow.

*

For the rest of the time, Tang Sijia had dinner with Shi Chuan almost every day, and every morning when he got up to go to work, he would always open the door and hand her a breakfast.

More punctual than the clock.

Tang Sijia's birthday was on November 15th.

This day happened to be Saturday.

On Friday, the script and the protagonist of the short play were all decided, and the department was filled with a relaxed and cheerful atmosphere.

When Tang Sijia was celebrating with her colleagues, Sister Wang suddenly remembered something and said, "Sijia, tomorrow is your birthday, right?"

As soon as this was said, the people in the department became more excited, and they all clamored to celebrate the double happiness.

Tang Sijia thought that she really had no plans to celebrate tonight, so she readily agreed and went to the Chun K that she often went to with her colleagues and booked a private room.

Dinner, singing, guessing games, drinking, colleagues had a great time all night.

They raised their glasses and sincerely wished her "Happy Birthday".

Tang Sijia was also infected by this atmosphere, and her eyes were slightly hot.

Just before last year, she thought her birthday was just an ordinary day that didn't matter, but now, seeing so many sincere eyes, she suddenly felt lucky that she had persisted until today.

Tang Sijia and her colleagues drank a few glasses of wine, and in a trance, she heard someone tell her that her cell phone was on.

On the way back to her seat, Sister Wang hugged her shoulders. Maybe it was because of the atmosphere. Sister Wang drank a little too much tonight. With red eyes, she hugged her and choked up and said that she wanted to wish her a happy birthday before she collapsed.

Tang Sijia smiled and supported Sister Wang who was about to collapse, forgetting about the cell phone.

The party ended at exactly ten forty that night.

Tang Sijia got home at eleven fifty.

She didn't drink much, and with the alcohol tolerance she had developed during social events during this period, she was very clear-headed at this time.

The moment the elevator door opened, Tang Sijia was about to walk to her home, but she stopped because of the figure at the door.

Shi Chuan was sitting quietly against the door, his thin figure exuding a bleak taste in the dim light. He was holding a mobile phone with a black screen in his hand. He heard the movement of the elevator and looked up at her.

Tang Sijia was stunned: "You haven't rested yet?"

Shi Chuan's eyes were dazed for a while, and he focused on her for a long time. After finally confirming that she was not an illusion, he stood up: "I called my sister but no one answered."

"I had dinner with my colleagues tonight and didn't look at my phone." Tang Sijia took out his mobile phone and found that there were more than a dozen missed calls.

"I know." Shi Chuan smiled, he asked Sun Zhi.

Originally, he wanted to go find her, but when he proposed to send her to the company that day, her hesitant and embarrassed expression echoed in his mind again and again.

She probably didn't want him to appear in front of her colleagues. He

didn't cherish it when he easily had it, so he deserved it now that he couldn't see the light.

"It's getting late, you..."

"Happy birthday, sister." Shi Chuan said quietly.

The moment he finished speaking, the door opposite opened automatically from the inside, and warm lights and soft music came slowly. There were lights like sparks, and there were gifts as high as a hill.

Tang Sijia was stunned.

Shi Chuan took her hand and walked to the house opposite.

Each gift box was marked with a number, starting from twelve and going up to twenty-four.

There was the princess dress that she once lamented on the carpet of the old rental house, "We didn't have such a beautiful princess dress when we were young", there was a birthday cake made of 999 building blocks that she had envied, there was an electronic calendar made up of her favorite movies...

There were also exquisite limited edition skirts, jewelry necklaces whose value she couldn't tell, and several strings of keys with crocheted dolls hanging on them. Under the keys, there were exquisite models of cars and cruise ships hanging...

"You said that you haven't celebrated your birthday since you were twelve," Shi Chuan walked forward quietly, "I want to make it up for you."

Make it up for her.

Tang Sijia quietly looked at the gifts in front of her. For the first time, she took the initiative to recall a small incident last year.

On his birthday, he asked her what gift she wanted.

She smiled and said: It's your birthday, not mine.

He replied: So what, on your birthday, I will also...

That night, he didn't finish his words.

In fact, later, she figured out what he didn't finish.

He had been hinting that they had no future, but she was stupid enough not to notice.

But now, he said he would help her make up the gifts, starting from the age of twelve.

But she could no longer find the original feeling.

"Sister..."

Shi Chuan's tone was a little uneasy: "Don't you like it?"

Tang Sijia came back to her senses and looked at him: "Thank you for preparing these for me, I like them very much."

With her affirmation, his previous wait seemed to be worth it, and Shi Chuan became happy: "I will remember this day every year in the future."

Tang Sijia paused: "It's just that the skirt and necklace are too expensive, I can't..."

"They are all bought according to your size and style," Shi Chuan said hurriedly, "If you don't want them, they can only appear in the trash can."

Tang Sijia was silent for a moment, pulled the corner of her lips: "I drank tonight, I feel a little uncomfortable, I'm going home first."

"I'll help you move the gifts back." Shi Chuan immediately said actively.

Tang Sijia hesitated for a few seconds and nodded.

Maybe the temperature in the house was high. Tang Sijia returned to the room and felt really uncomfortable in her stomach. She put down the things at hand and went directly to the bathroom.

Shi Chuan moved the gifts into her room one by one. Seeing the gifts stained with his breath appear in her space and quietly integrate into her life, his heart shrank violently.

The mobile phone that was casually placed on the porch rang.

The pop-up window on the phone, which had not been locked before, clearly displayed a familiar name and blessing:

Xiu Ren: [Si Jia, happy birthday.]

The time was 00:21.

The joy that had just risen was like being poured down by a basin of ice water. The moment Shi Chuan saw the name clearly, he immediately became alert.

The haunting person.

He stared at the screen intently. For a second, he wanted to take the phone, delete the message, and completely block the person who sent the message.

But in the end, he watched the screen gradually turn black and did nothing.

He couldn't do anything.

Tang Si Jia had already washed her face and walked out. The strands of hair on her forehead were wet by the water, and a few strands hung in front of her cheeks.

Shi Chuan stared at her intently without even looking at the gifts he had arranged neatly. He just picked up the phone: "Did you get a message just now?" she asked him.

Shi Chuan was silent for a moment and said "hmm".

Tang Sijia unlocked her phone and was stunned when she saw the message. She seemed to be thinking carefully about what to reply. After a long time, she clicked on the screen a few times. When

she looked up again, she saw the boy still standing in the living room: "It's already half past twelve, why don't you go back and rest first?"

Shi Chuan pulled a muscle on his face and formed a smile: "Okay."

Tang Sijia didn't doubt him and sent him to the door.

Shi Chuan followed her side, walking step by step. It only took seven or eight steps from the living room to the door.

With every step, he felt like he was stepping on the tip of a knife.

One step.

Song Xiuren was the man she admitted to "liking".

Two steps.

She used to protect Song Xiuren like a fearless warrior without hesitation.

...

Six steps.

They used to hug and kiss intimately downstairs.

Seven steps.

After he left, would she continue to chat with Song Xiuren? Would she find that the person she liked more in her heart was actually Song Xiuren? Would she regret agreeing to accompany him to cheer up...

Eight steps.

The door was there.

Tang Sijia held the door frame: "Go to bed early."

Shi Chuan stared at her blankly, his soul seemed to be pulled out, and he nodded as he looked at himself, a walking corpse, as if from a third person.

Tang Sijia curled his lips and was about to close the door.

The door closed little by little, as if in a slow motion that was delayed for centuries.

A second before the door frame and the door were tightly fitted, an overly slender finger reached through the gap and grabbed the door frame.

Tang Sijia was startled by the sudden change, and fearing that the heavy door panel would hit the back of his hand, he hurriedly opened the door.

The next second, her eyes suddenly darkened, and someone grabbed her wrist.

In the dim light, Tang Sijia only saw a pair of dark, confused and misty eyes approaching him quickly, just like one evening in May last year after watching a basketball game, he pressed her against the door.

The kiss fell, eager to seek a little comfort.

"Shi Chuan!" Tang Sijia's heart trembled violently, and she subconsciously called out his name.

Like a hound that received a prohibition order, Shi Chuan's lips stopped only a few millimeters away from her, and his violent breathing sprayed on her cheek.

His pupils were looking at her, but they seemed to be focused on an unknown place. His eyes were messy and his voice was very light: "William said that my sister is a person who knows love and loves people."

His tone became like questioning, and like begging: "Do you love me?"

Tang Sijia leaned against the door blankly, looking at the boy in front of her, her chest rising and falling for no reason.

Like a butterfly flapping its wings, he approached her carefully and gently pressed his lips against hers.

Tang Sijia still stood there, feeling the numbness on his lips.

The next second, his panicked heart moved his stomach, and a familiar peristalsis came, something was surging violently. Tang Sijia pushed the boy in front of him away and ran to the bathroom quickly.

The sound of retching was faintly heard.

Shi Chuan stood there stiffly, his face as pale as a ghost.