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Brother, you should go home!

Zhang Chenchu ​​looked at Shang Yayang, who was standing impeccably by the pool table. He was tall and tall, and the dark shirt he was wearing seemed to look tough like a military uniform. For most of the day, what I have been waiting for is the opportunity to meet Shang Qingwen.

But when I heard this sentence from Shang Yayang's mouth, I felt a little sad. It turns out that this kind of sentimentality has not faded with the passage of time. On the contrary, it is like old wine. After a long time, once it was revealed, the undiluted sadness made people feel even more uncomfortable.

Zhang Chenchu ​​picked up a crystal goblet filled with half a glass of red wine from the plate held by the waiter, and turned his gaze to the silent man sitting on the sofa.

Different from Shang Ya's masculine temperament, the breath released from Shang Qingwen's body is always faint and lazy. When he heard the long-lost "brother" address, his handsome face and eyes were like cold stars His eyes are shining and cold, but his temperament is kind and introverted, he just turned his eyes slightly, and his tone spread lightly, "Did he ask you to come?"

Shang Yayang looked into his eyes, Shang Qingwen's faint eyes always gave him an invisible pressure, he nodded but then shook his head hastily, with a trace of helpless calm in his tone, "Brother, it's me coming!"

The corners of Shang Qingwen's lips twitched slightly, with a faint smile, "I know!"

kindness?

Shang Yayang was taken aback by Shang Qingwen's understated answer. He had prepared a series of rhetoric, but he didn't want to be blocked by him so easily. In this case, it becomes a paste.

"You came out on leave, the army is different from the outside, you go back first!" Shang Qingwen didn't give him a chance to speak again, Shang Yayang looked up at him, a trace of anxiety and worry flashed across his face, his lips parted Zhang, but when he met Shang Qingwen's gaze, he closed his mouth.

When he walked out of the room, he felt a little relieved that he could breathe normally, but before taking a few steps, he stopped in annoyance, why was he easily dismissed by his elder brother again?He hasn't said the main point of what he wants to say!

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The door of the room was gently closed, Zhang Chenchu ​​shook the wine glass in his hand, handed a crystal glass on the table to Shang Qingwen, looked at the tightly closed door, and said with a hint of helplessness in his tone, "It's not a last resort, The old man is the least willing to play the family card!"

Shang Qingwen took the wine glass and touched Zhang Chenchu's wine glass lightly. His gestures were natural and unrestrained. He leaned on the back of the expensive European-style leather sofa, his lowered eyes slowly raised up, his quiet eyes The light emanating from the inside is cool and leisurely.

"Frozen three feet is not a day's cold, he should understand this truth!"

Zhang Chenchu ​​let out a breath, looked at Shang Qingwen seriously, and said in a low voice: "It is because he understands that he found you! Qingwen, how can a small Rui'an accommodate a big Buddha like you? "

Shang Qingwen shook the goblet in his hand calmly, smiled lightly, and raised the corners of his lips slightly when he raised his eyes, "If I tell you that I like this kind of life, would you believe it or not?"

Zhang Chenchu ​​was a little surprised by his answer, and he sighed after a while, "Qing Wen, this is not the real you!"

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