After starting to entangle

"I still have something to do, and I'm not a student at school, so it's not easy to go in with you. Simple communication should be fine, right?"

Although Micheng is a city with a high degree of internationalization and openness, it also has its own small language.

Tang majored in English poetry, and his other two minors were French, Spanish, and Korean and Japanese. It was only two months since he first came into contact with Mixie for studying abroad.

"Well, no." Tang Shi swallowed again as she spoke, her dry lips seemed to be cracked.

He was nervous the whole time, just grinning and nodding his head in a panic.

In fact, Tang Shi didn't know whether his spoken language could solve his life problems at all, but he felt that Song Ci's attitude was a little cold, even undisguised impatience and indifference, so he hesitated for a while, and replied directly that there was no problem. .

He thought to himself that his grades had always been good, so there shouldn't be any problems.

Although Song Ci can be said to be a genius in language, under the influence of his father, his diplomatic skills are not inferior.

It's just that in daily life, he is really proud.

It's too cold to be so proud.

There is even an awe-inspiring sense of distance in his bones.

Seeing that Tang Shi had nothing else to do, Song Ci simply said to him, "Then you should be busy. I'll go first."

After the words fell, Song Ci turned around directly, and strode away in a very chic way.

Seeing Song Ci's figure disappearing at the end of the dormitory, Tang Shi had no choice but to turn around with her luggage and solve the next check-in problem by herself.

However, although he managed to communicate simply, he still failed to move into the dormitory as scheduled.

The reason was that there was a problem with the application procedures for the dormitory, and now his name was not on the school's registration records at all.

Even though Tang Shi tried her best to explain, the aunt in the dormitory was not accommodating at all while shaking a head of popcorn.

Tang Shi had no choice but to drag her luggage and back out of the dormitory with the sound of rolling wheels.

At this time, it was about eleven o'clock in the evening in Mi city.

But one after another, there were drunken men who fell shoulder to shoulder at the door of the dormitory, mumbling and cursing for some reason, leaning against the bushes in the dormitory and sleeping soundly.

Tang Shi thought otherwise he would just deal with it all night.

But when he thought about it, his current situation might not just be a one-night problem.

The matter of studying abroad was originally due to public expenses, but now he can't live in the dormitory, which means he needs to rent a house by himself.But don't even think about it, Mi Cheng's expenses are definitely not something he can afford...

work to earn a living?

Where did you just come to work?

Tang Shi felt a sore nose thinking about it.

But don't look at Tang Shi's appearance is a rare pure and lovely type, there is still a stubbornness in his bones.

After thinking about it, I am really ashamed.

But Tang Shi still turned on the phone, and clicked on a strange but extremely familiar phone contact - Song Ci.

Looking at Song Ci's cell phone number, Tang Shi couldn't help thinking.

This is Song Ci's contact information.

Perhaps for many people, Song Ci is like a shining star, so such a small existence like Tang Shi may not be of much importance to Song Ci.

But for Tang poetry, Song Ci is yearning like the stars and the sea.

This man can be said to be the main motivation for Tang poetry to choose a career as a translator.

Erudite, eloquent, elegant, calm.This man, as long as he picks up the manuscript, there seems to be no problem that cannot be resolved.No matter how jerky the language expression is, it seems that as long as it is translated by him, it can become witty.

Tang Shi remembers what Master said, a good translator does not simply convey words.For the same text, different translators will provide different translations.Some may accurately convey the literal meaning; some will add the integration of cultural background; some need the assistance of professional knowledge;

But no matter which one of the above, a real translator can achieve a state like flowing clouds and flowing water.Especially translators in state institutions.Every translation of the translated text is a communication of the country's position.

And Song Ci, a 24-year-old translator, has participated in many large-scale international symposiums and won world applause for the country more than once.

Just such a man.

Tang Shi never even dared to imagine that one day he would be able to walk out of the mountains and come to this man's side...

"Hello, Brother Song Ci, hello."

After struggling for a long time, Tang Shi finally got through to Song Ci.

Even though he knew it might add to his already impatient mood.

Sure enough, Song Ci couldn't help raising his brows across the phone, and then responded, "I have something to say."

Magnificent tone, cold and arrogant tone.

Tang Shi couldn't help but blushed when she heard the words.He did give him too much trouble....

"Oh, I want to tell you, I'm sorry, can you come to the dormitory again? Brother, I didn't mean to disturb you. There seems to be something wrong with my previous registration procedures, and now the dormitory administrator won't let me in. I'm really sorry. I'm sorry!"

In a word, Tang Shi did explain things clearly.

But after one sentence, he didn't even know how many times he shouted sorry.

"Hey, I see." Song Ci sighed undisguised.

He had never met such a troublesome person.

I have never met someone who dared to trouble him so much.

Song Ci hung up the phone without saying a word. In the quiet night, only Tang Shi was left holding the phone and beeping.

At this time Song Ci had already returned home, but before he could drink the water in his hand and sit on his buttocks, he was called out by Tang Shi again. He hooked his slender arms and grabbed them impatiently. A high-end custom-made black windbreaker of elk, waved past it chicly, and strode straight to the door.

How should I talk to him?He should be very angry now, right?Originally, I wanted to perform well in front of him... Alas!What's going on now!

Tang Shi grabbed the luggage pole and thought in her heart, feeling ashamed and really hating herself for being so unsatisfactory.

"You are really troublesome!"

"Are you a three-year-old child? How can you even get the confirmation process wrong? With your appearance, you still want to be an interpreter? Did you come to the house?"

Just when Tang Shi was thinking about how to apologize to Song Ci, suddenly a magnetic, very pleasant low-pitched male voice came from behind him.

Of course, there is also this violent temper.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother. I really did. I really confirmed it at the time. I don't know." Tang Shi hurriedly explained while looking at her luggage.

But Song Ci glanced at him, and replied coldly, "Forget about being stupid."

After speaking, Song Ci's stern eyes fixed on him.

Sitting on pins and needles......

This is Tang Shi's first reaction.

"I, I know. I should confirm it again and again. I'm sorry." But Tang Shi could only apologize sincerely first.

"Don't tell me you're sorry. That's your business, not mine."

But on the contrary, with Song Ci's proud personality, what he hates the most is hearing these three words - sorry.He felt that these three words were the most useless.

"Pick up your luggage and come with me!"

"what?"

Tang Shi was stunned for a moment.

Sometimes his cuteness is really refreshing.

"Ah what! Come to my house."

"Lend you a night's sleep."

"Borrow... I... sleep for one night...."

Tang Shi stood there stupidly and repeated it.Suddenly realizing, Shui Ling's big eyes flickered, and he responded excitedly,

"Troublesome brother! Thank you, brother!"

"I hope this is the last time I hear you say sorry."

The two of them didn't say a word along the way, and finally entered the door of the house, and Song Ci said a word.

Tang Shi was still in a daze, and the next sentence made him even more flattered.

I saw Song Ci hang up the windbreaker with one hand, and then walked to the restaurant while saying, "Take a hot bath, after all, you have been covering your head all day."

After Song Ci finished speaking, Tang Shi's eyes widened.Brother actually cared about him...

Tang Shi shook her head and quickly responded, "Hey, yes...it's quite head-turning..."

"Thank you, brother."

After Tang Shi finished speaking, Xiao Xin pursed her lips happily.

Then I saw him stuffing the big and small bags into the corner of the entrance in a daze.

Tang Shi stared at the whole room.

To be honest, in Tang Shi's heart, he can sleep in the porch of Song Ci's house for a night, which is hundreds of times more expensive than the hotel he usually sleeps in.

"Change your shoes?"

"People don't come to the house very often, so you can wear the pair of slippers on the shelf, the latest ones."

Song Ci held a glass of warm water, and said with a slender figure leaning against the door.

"Yeah." Tang Shi responded in a panic, and then tiptoed down.

Looking around, the simple European-style decoration style, bright color style, and the high-end atmosphere of the whole room are something Tang Shi has never felt before.

After entering the bathroom, Tang Shi was even more surprised by the configuration and cleanliness inside.

"Brother, I'm sorry, can I trouble you to come in... I'm not very good at using this..."

Tang Shi's embarrassing soft voice came from the bathroom.

Ugh……

Song Ci Weiyu just put down the water glass in his hand and let out a long sigh, although he was reluctant, he still passed.

"Bic, water temperature 40, medium flow."

Song Ci's voice fell, and there was only a "wow", and a fine stream of water sprayed out.

"It's called Piccolo, and it can be activated by voice. Can you use everything else? By the way, there are spare toiletries in the upper grid."

"Yeah. I see. Thank you brother."

Tang Poetry is like Columbus discovering the New World, trying to be as calm as possible but still unable to conceal his amazement.

Song Ci was familiar with his expression, so he turned and left without saying anything.

Taking off her clothes and feeling the warm water flowing over her body, Tang Shi couldn't help sighing that there are really people living such a high-end life in this world, and it turns out that this world really looks different...

"You wear this at night?"

Tang Shi finished washing quickly, and even cleaned the entire bathroom before coming out.

"Oh, yes."

Song Ci stared at him strangely when he saw that he was wearing back the original T-shirt and jeans when he came out.

"Can you sleep well?" Song Ci frowned and asked.

Then he said helplessly, "You really are one,"

"Sit down and wait for me."

After Song Ci finished speaking, he strode straight to the bedroom.

"I bought a new one, just washed and dried, let me wear it for you!" Song Ci said and threw Tang Shi a whole set of pure white pajamas.

Tang Shi hugged her in a panic, and then responded, "How can it be...it's okay, senior brother. I'm used to sleeping in this. If you're not used to other people sleeping in your bed, I can, I can, I can sleep It’s on the ground floor. In fact, sleeping on the floor in this room should be quite comfortable.”

"Don't be silly."

"I have a lot, you wear it."

"Go to sleep after changing. I have to get up early tomorrow."

After Song Ci finished speaking, he also walked to the bathroom.

Tang Shi saw that Song Ci had a heart, so she didn't want to annoy him by resigning.So Nuonuo replied holding the clothes, "Yeah, good."

At one o'clock in the morning in Micheng, the two of them finally lay down on the bed.

Although Tang poetry really has no unreasonable thoughts.But he had to admit it.The moment he climbed onto the bed, his legs went limp.

He wasn't dreaming, he was really sleeping on Song Ci's bed.

"Senior brother, I'm really sorry. I'm going out tomorrow to find a place, sorry for the interruption." Tang Shi carefully said with her back to Song Ci while holding the quilt.

Song Ci didn't care anymore, and replied, "Understood. Go to bed, it's getting late."

"Well, good." Tang Shi responded, and the room was silent.

Although Song Ci was lying beside Tang Shi, it was precisely because of this that Tang Shi even breathed carefully.

"Is he really asleep? Is all this really true? I really came to Mi City..." Tang Shi couldn't fall asleep no matter what, she didn't know if it was because of excitement or nervousness, or both.

"Sleep well, don't think about it. I can't sleep well if you are like this."

"what?"

Just when Tang Shi was thinking wildly, Song Ci behind him suddenly spoke.

Tang Shi turned her head slightly in surprise, glanced out of the corner of her eye, a quilt was pulled away, and it seemed that a third person could be squeezed between the two.

"Brother, are you cold? How can I sleep, can you be more comfortable?"

Tang Shi asked jerky.

I saw Song Ci responding in a low voice with his back turned to him, "Normal sleep."

"Did you really sleep well without moving? Go to bed early, there are a lot of things to do tomorrow." Song Ci pulled the quilt after finishing speaking, and then leaned in the middle.

His face continued to heat up.Tang Shi could clearly feel his heart beating faster.

"Yeah." Tang Shi responded, and also leaned towards the middle.

The distance between the two finally narrowed.

Tang Shi still couldn't fall asleep. It can be said that he was getting more and more awake, but he relaxed a little.

At least he dared to move his body and move his toes in Song Ci's bed...

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The author has something to say:

Little Tang poetry is not strange.He had a crush on Song Ci before, that's why he was so cautious when they first met.

Tang Shi is not to blame~ Hehehe~