So you're not really happy

chapter79 drunk

When sending Kong Kong back again, it was already after the sports meeting. Wei Ling and Kong Kong sat in the car and discussed with him rigorously.

Wei Ling said: "Kong Kong, we must make a good confession, come on, now simulate it, if your mother asks you how the result of the game is..."

Kong Kong looked up at her and replied with a grin: "Friendship comes first, competition comes second, do your best!"

Wei Ling nodded in satisfaction, and continued to ask, "What about the competition prizes?"

Kong Kong replied: "Wood carving! The prize is to make a family wood carving!"

Wei Ling touched Kongkong's little head, thinking that it should be considered safe.

She thought, as long as Shen Zhian accepts the things, her month's effort will not be in vain.

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This time Shen Zhian was no longer surprised to see them, and even invited Wei Ling in to visit.

Of course, Wei Ling went in unceremoniously. Shen Zhian's design room had two floors. The waiting room on the first floor was full of design works, and only one girl was hired to stay at the front desk. The girl saw Wei Ling and smiled kindly. Seeing that the girl was counting the bill, Ling Ling didn't go in any further.

At this time, Kong Kong was happily describing the scene of the sports meeting to Shen Zhian, and Shen Zhian was watching the video with a smile. Wei Ling suddenly felt embarrassed and didn't go there, just pretending to watch.

Seeing the end, Shen Zhian asked emptyly, "Then the end? Did you win the prize?"

Wei Ling on the side immediately pricked up his ears, and when Kong Kong read the set of rhetoric she taught, his heart was only half lost.

I thought Shen Zhi'an would continue to ask, but she didn't pay attention to the follow-up at all, and didn't even ask about the prize.

Only now did Wei Ling feel that he had made a mistake, and looked at Kong Kong again, looking at Shen Zhi'an expectantly.

Shen Zhian was a little strange, and asked, "What's the matter? Is there anything else you want to say?"

Kongkong thought for a long time before asking, "Mom, don't you want to know what prize we won?"

Shen Zhi'an wondered, Wei Ling was also very strange today, looking at the big and small around her, she was a little undecided, and finally had to ask: "Then what have you got?"

Kongkong was so happy now, he quickly took out a beautiful box from his schoolbag, and handed it to Shen Zhian, looking forward to it.

Shen Zhian took it suspiciously, opened it, and his expression changed slightly.

Inside the box lay three wooden figures: Shen Zhi'an hugged Kong Kong, and Wei Ling stood beside them in a protective posture.

The most important thing in woodcarving is to have both spirit and form, using wood to convey the spirit, just looking at the carved faces, one can't help but marvel at the sculptor's craftsmanship, the one Shen Zhian held in his hand, nestled in Shen Zhian's arms with a small empty body, staring , vivid and lovely, and the engraved Shen Zhian looks even more gentle, generous, elegant and graceful, while Wei Ling, Shen Zhian looked at him, and felt that Wei Ling knew him well, after all, he could vividly carve his cold appearance , can be regarded as a skill.

Shen Zhi'an looked at the wood carving in front of him, and seemed to be recalled, he was a little dazed for a while, and asked after a while: "Don't tell me these are prizes?"

Kongkong didn't know why, so he just quietly asked her from the side: "Mom, do you like this? Can I give it to you?"

Wei Ling, who was pretending to be calm at the side, finally couldn't bear it any longer. She signaled Kong Kong to play aside, then walked to Shen Zhi'an's side, and said silently: "I know I can't fool you, but I still want to give it to you, Xiao An, I..."

Shen Zhi'an interrupted her lightly: "Wei Ling, why are you doing this? What's the point of arranging these lame reasons!"

Welling paused, smiled wryly, and said, "Then just treat me as boring, but I hope you can accept these."

Shen Zhi'an put the wood carving back into the box, lowered his eyes and said, "Take the things back! I won't accept them."

Wei Ling's face was slightly stiff, and he said in a slightly relaxed tone: "If you don't want it, then throw it away!"

This sentence sounded a little angry, but Shen Zhian never heard it, and immediately held the box as if to throw it out, but Wei Ling stepped forward and said: "Since you throw it, don't do it in front of my face, just throw it after I leave. "

Saying that he really left without any hesitation, Shen Zhi'an thought for a while, then casually threw the box into the trash bag, he was absolutely merciless.

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In the evening when Shen Zhian sent Kong Kong back, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't picked up a document, so he asked Shen Lifeng to take care of Kong Kong, and then went back to the shop by car.

The twilight outside the window had already completely subsided, the passing vehicles kept shuttling, and the bright lights along the way shone on Shen Zhian's clean and beautiful face, as well as her slightly frowned brows. She felt a little headache when she thought of Wei Ling's angry departure this morning.

When Shen Zhi'an got out of the car, he realized that he really wanted to do something, and even wanted to turn around and leave for a moment.

Because at the closed door of the store, Wei Ling was sitting on the steps with his head down, Shen Zhian turned to look at the side of the road, and as expected, he saw a familiar black car parked there.

Shen Zhian thought for a while, then raised his feet and walked over, the footsteps sounded very clear on the concrete floor, but Wei Ling didn't respond, Shen Zhian called out tentatively: "Wei Ling!"

After a while, Wei Ling seemed to hear Shen Zhian's voice, raised his head slightly, his blushing cheeks were filled with joy and confusion, and his tone was hoarse: "Xiao'an!"

Shen Zhi'an froze for a moment, and finally discovered something unusual - Wei Ling was drunk.

After Shen Zhi'an struggled to carry Wei Ling to the rest room of the store, and made Wei Ling another cup of tea, he looked at her with scrutiny: "You're drunk today, hurry back!"

Wei Ling stared at her drunkenly, turning a deaf ear to her.

Shen Zhian had no choice but to push the tea towards Wei Ling, and asked as calmly as possible: "Where is your cell phone? I'll call your assistant! Let him pick you up."

Wei Ling smiled suddenly, her delicate face was bright and charming, but what she said made her angry, "Mobile phone? Is it on me? Come and search!"

How could Wei Ling be like this in normal times? Shen Zhian looked at her provocative face, suppressed the thought of throwing her out, endured and endured, and finally got closer to Wei Ling.

Wei Ling was wearing waist-tight trousers, Shen Zhian looked at it for a long time, and gently stretched his hands into the pockets of his trousers.

Before he touched anything, Wei Ling grabbed his hand, and then Wei Ling suddenly turned over and pressed Shen Zhian on the bed.

Shen Zhian shouted angrily: "Wei Ling! What are you doing!"

Wei Ling's body is light, but it's uncomfortable for anyone to be pressed under this soft and fragrant body.

She approached Shen Zhian's ear, half wronged and half sad, and said: "Xiao An, you touched me! You have to be responsible for me!"

When he spoke, the hot air sprayed on Shen Zhian's face, which made Shen Zhian irritable for a while, and he was even angrier when he heard her say this, but he was helpless and unable to move, so angry he yelled: "What are you responsible for! Why are you crazy?"

Wei Ling was paralyzed on her body and couldn't get off. He put his arms around Shen Zhian's neck, imitating the empty appearance, nestled on Shen Zhian's chest, and complained aggrievedly: "You threw away my wood carving! I have been making it for more than a month!"

Shen Zhi'an felt that misfortunes never come singly today, she no longer wanted to worry about why Wei Ling gave her the wood carving for no reason, and only compromised: "I'll pick it up again, you come down first, okay?"

Wei Ling's mood seemed to ease a lot, she looked at Shen Zhi'an firmly, and said: "The wood carving is for you, don't throw it away!"

Shen Zhi'an ordered in a stiff tone: "Come down!"

As if Wei Ling didn't hear it, he just continued: "Xiao An, today is your birthday, happy birthday!"

Shen Zhi'an was slightly stunned, she hadn't celebrated her birthday for many years, she just wanted to forget such a day.

Wei Ling has already started to caress her face, "Xiao An, I owe you so much, how should I pay it back?"

Shen Zhi'an patted her hand away, Wei Ling didn't give up, she looked at Shen Zhi'an, lingered with her, and suddenly said after a while: "Xiao An, if I die one day, I will definitely worry about you the most, I will put my His company, house, and car are all left to you."

Shen Zhian turned his face away, and said coldly: "What's the use of leaving it to me! Can you make up for what you owe me?"

Wei Ling smiled and said: "It's okay, if you can't pay it in this life, then in the next life, the next life..."

Shen Zhian didn't bother to listen to her babble, and frowned and pushed her away. This time Wei Ling didn't resist and was pushed aside.

She sat up, patted Wei Ling, and said impatiently, "Are you going back?"

There was no response for a while, Shen Zhian carefully went over to see that Wei Ling had already fallen asleep.

Shen Zhi'an thought to himself, this heart is really big, and he is not afraid of throwing her out.

Even though he was thinking this way, Shen Zhian still groped for the phone on her body. After searching for a long time, he couldn't find the phone, but took out a bunch of car keys.

After playing for a long time, he also lied to her just now, but this time Shen Zhian really wanted to throw her out.

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In the end, Shen Zhian sent Wei Ling back home. Granny Zhao hadn't rested yet, when she saw Shen Zhian coming in with Wei Ling who was half unconscious, she hurried over and asked, "What's wrong? Are you drunk?"

Shen Zhi'an nodded, omitting the middle paragraph, and explained simply: "I met her halfway, so I sent her back."

Granny Zhao told her, "Then you send her back to the room, I'll make some calming soup first, drink so much, I will suffer tomorrow!"

It took Shen Zhi'an a lot of effort to drag Wei Ling up to the second floor, but Wei Ling seemed to know that she was leading him to the room, so he struggled out and groped while leaning on the wall.

Wei Ling walked around for a long time, twisted the doorknob, and went directly into the room where Shen Zhian lived before, and then fell to the ground with a "plop".

Hearing the sound, Shen Zhi'an had no choice but to help his forehead, so he had no choice but to go in, half pushed and half pulled Wei Ling onto the bed, and then heaved a long sigh of relief.

Shen Zhian stood up, only then did she realize that something was wrong. This room was the one she lived in before, and the things inside were still the same, but the wall was covered with her previous works, and these works were clearly in the hands of her mentor. , how could it appear here now?

Shen Zhi'an walked over, looked at those works, and found that they were all placed according to the time, and those that couldn't be put down stood in front of the table.

She looked down at the desk, there was a book on it, it was "The Little Prince", the page that was opened was marked with ink strokes, Shen Zhi'an's eyes touched it, and she followed silently in her heart, "If he is sad, he will miss the sunset very much."

The sound of breathing is soft and comfortable in the ears, and the breeze blows past the curtain.

Shen Zhi'an turned around and looked at Wei Ling's quiet side face, the words in her heart circled around, but she didn't say anything, what she wanted to say was: "Wei Ling, when you look at these paintings, how do you feel, will you be sad too? "