wanton in his heart

Chapter 63 Don't Expect Too Much

When Shen Changshu said these words in such a serious and flat manner, Jiang Mengzhu was stuck.

scale?What scale?Did she just do something she shouldn't do?Thinking of this possibility, Jiang Mengzhu looked at the filth on his palms, and still couldn't recover for a long time.

Probably not...

Shen Changshu looked at her, and calmly took out a piece of paper and handed it to her, but she didn't respond when it was brought to her, so Shen Changshu simply sat next to her and wiped it carefully for her.

He threw the paper into the trash can again and sat back across from him.

That movement is so skillful, as if it has been done many times.

Jiang Mengzhu looked at him dully again.

This time there were deep tears in his eyes.

"Before this, it seems that only my dad wiped my hands so undisgustingly." After a few minutes, she thought in a low voice.

Shen Changshu: "Huh?"

Jiang Mengzhu: "Nothing."

"Eat it quickly." Shen Changshu nodded, pointing to the last dish with his slender white fingers, and said, "Your favorite, while it's hot."

He pretended not to hear, fearing that she would say more and touch the scene even more.
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After eating half full, neither Jiang Mengzhu nor Shen Changshu spoke again.

In the small box, it was quiet, and occasionally the heroic voice of the Northeast man in the box next door could be vaguely heard, but it seemed very warm and comfortable.

"Brother Changshu, when I'm with you, I don't seem to talk, and I don't feel embarrassed or cramped."

Jiang Mengzhu: "Actually, I'm in a bad mood today."

She stirred the big porridge in the bowl with chopsticks.

"I know." Shen Changshu's honest voice came from the opposite side.

Jiang Mengzhu: "But I feel better now."

"I know too." Shen Changshu was always careful.

"I ate delicious food, and I didn't force myself to fight guerrillas with people I didn't want to see, and I could go for a walk later." Jiang Mengzhu narrowed his eyes and pretended to enjoy himself, "I'm very happy."

Shen Changshu put down his phone and looked at her satisfied face: "So you feel happy?"

Jiang Mengzhu hummed, "Happiness is made up of little things."

Shen Changshu chuckled.

"Then what if I can't go for a walk with you later?"

Jiang Mengzhu's pupils trembled: "Why?"

"There are arrangements, besides, I didn't promise you to go just now."

"No! You promised, you are going."

"Okay." Shen Changshu was just teasing her.

"You're going, come with me, Brother Changshu." Jiang Mengzhu still begged as if he didn't hear him, mistakenly thinking that he was Nie Zeyuan, thinking that it was not easy to talk.

"Got it, okay, I'll accompany you." What else could Shen Changshu do?With her of course.

"you said!"

"I said, don't you feel relieved?" He raised a warm smile.

Jiang Mengzhu said yes, this is Shen Changshu, if you promise her, you won't be unable to do it.

His thoughts gradually became clear and bright, and he let go of the hand that was holding his arm,
A few seconds later, Jiang Mengzhu smiled happily.

"Thank you Brother Changshu!"

Shen Changshu felt sad.

Looking at Jiang Mengzhu's repeated confirmation just now, I am afraid that he will not agree, go back on his word or break the contract?
A moment after this episode.

Shen Changshu smiled and said a truth: "Mengmeng, you know? Only if you don't put all your expectations on others, you will not be sad when you are rejected."

"Of course, if it were me, you can go all-in."

Jiang Mengzhu remembered.

Of course, Jiang Mengzhu remembered the last sentence very deeply.

She kept her distance and smiled faintly: "Thank you Brother Changshu."
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Before Jiang Mengzhu, she was really afraid that Nie Zeyuan would reject her.

Looking at the ceiling of the bedroom bed.

He also recalled the scene when Nie Zeyuan came to find her today.

He seems to seldom take the initiative like this.

Uneasy, and with restraint.

Jiang Mengzhu saw him speak several times.

They all shut their mouths because of her neglect.

Chi.

It's rare.

Nie Zeyuan will also have today.

In the past, Nie Zeyuan accepted her requests too rarely, and asked him to go shopping with her. He said he couldn't go, and he said he didn't have time. Even Jiang Mengzhu wanted to take the opportunity to visit his aunt, and Nie Zeyuan Yuan thought that she was idle and had nothing to do.

And now...

It can only be said that Jiang Mengzhu has been rejected a lot, so he is afraid.

Last thought before falling asleep.

Brother Changshu was right. She felt that people really shouldn't have too many expectations of others.

Jiang Mengzhu turned over and fell asleep contentedly.

On the other side, as soon as Nie Zeyuan returned to the hotel, he slumped on a chair and flicked his phone.

The night is dark.

Looking at the chat box between him and Jiang Mengzhu, the screen was full of red exclamation points.

The young man's face was slightly depressed and frustrated.

Reminds me of the last one of today.

Nie Zeyuan: [Why do you block me, eh? 】

[The message has been sent, but it was rejected by the other party. 】

Nie Zeyuan: [Did you really break up? 】

[The message has been sent, but it was rejected by the other party. 】

Nie Zeyuan: [Don't regret it. 】

[The message has been sent, but it was rejected by the other party. 】

Nie Zeyuan: [Jiang Mengzhu. 】

[The message has been sent, but it was rejected by the other party. 】

Nie Zeyuan: 【Jiang Mengzhu, Mengmeng... I know the truth of that day, you are right, I blamed you wrongly, sorry, I apologize to you again, I was wrong. 】

[Can you forgive me? 】

Probably not, after all, you didn't forgive me last time, how can I expect you to change your mind this time.

Unhooking the phone, too lazy to look at the full-screen messages marked with exclamation marks that were rejected by the other party, Nie Zeyuan pressed his temples and immediately had a headache.

"Auntie, well, I'll be back tomorrow." A few minutes later, Nie Zeyuan picked up his cell phone and called Yu Qinyao again.

"Calling, there is something..."

The screen on the computer displayed the post bar, and after turning the chair half a circle, Nie Zeyuan stood up and stepped on the floor-to-ceiling window, he said, "I want you to check an account for me, it's on the post bar of Beijing University, I will send you the account number later , in this regard, can he check it?"

It is self-evident who this he refers to.

Nie Zeyuan: "Okay, thank you, auntie."
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The time for the national postgraduate entrance examination this year is set in late December, near the end.

In the Hu University examination room, Jiang Mengzhu came out of the examination room in a peaceful mood, silently counting the scores of the few questions on the test paper just now, which is still a sure chance of winning, and saw Shen Changshu in the crowd at a glance.

"Brother Changshu." She walked up unexpectedly, "It's really you, why are you here? Didn't I tell you not to pick me up?"

Wearing a black woolen coat, the dark color and the cold winter temperament made Shen Changshu look more white and refined, and Jiang Mengzhu was overjoyed with a smile on his face.

I always feel like she's talking nonsense.

And judging by her expression, she should have done well in the exam.

Shen Changshu smiled unconsciously.

A few days ago, Shen Changshu sent her a WeChat message, asking if he would pick her up at the exam room after the exam was over.

(End of this chapter)