Fairytale Shelf Life [MTL]

Ch 26

Chapter 26

When the door sensor kept prompting errors, Chen Yan was doing physical exercise in the suite next door.

As a racing driver, his fitness equipment and methods are different from ordinary people. Anyway, the manor is his own, so he simply arranged a complete set in his reserved room.

As soon as Chen Yan finished the last jump with the barbell in hand, a series of "alarms" sounded from the door.

He thought it was a customer who went wrong, but he didn't want to control it.

But the people outside the house couldn't understand the error message, and after half a minute passed, they were still persistently trying the door card.

This seriously affected Chen Yan's concentration and reaction training. He felt upset and opened the door with a look of agitation.

Unexpectedly, in the next moment, it was not the stranger Ma Daha who caught his eyes, but a certain young lady whom he was familiar with.

The girl smelled of wine all over her body, she looked up at him blankly, her pink cheeks were like those juicy candies covered with a transparent film. It is rich in rose flavor, more like sweet peach.

I don't know what she did just now, but now she is holding the room card in one hand, and the other is saying "OK", looking at him with innocent eyes.

"Chen Yan? Why are you here again?" Before he could speak, she questioned him first.

As she said that, the girl stretched out her hand to push him in: "Come in, don't cause me to be publicly executed again!"

A weak palm landed on Chen Yan's body, like a tickle, but it was even more itchy.

It was rare to see her frank and confused side, Chen Yan found it interesting, and put his hand on the door frame, not only did not move, but also blocked the entrance.

He didn't point out the truth, but asked her in a bad manner: "Miss, you won't let me take you out of prison, who did you drink with?" The

girl smiled, stared at him and said, "Of course it's someone with more charm. "

Chen Yan raised his eyebrows and said nothing, and suddenly took a step closer to her.

Song Zhi thought she wasn't drunk, but in fact her head was very dull. She didn't understand why she answered like that. It was as if intuition manipulated her brain and led her to say this sentence.

It wasn't until the boy bullied him that she felt something was wrong, as if... a little ambiguous beyond the boundary.

"You—"

Just as he was about to remind the young man that he was too close, unexpectedly, just as he opened his mouth, Chen Yan suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the room violently.

The girl was brought to the corner of the entrance, and Chen Yan clasped her with his left hand and closed the door with his right, in a gesture of confining her.

The moment before the door closed, Song Zhi vaguely saw a familiar figure at the end of the corridor, but her vision was limited for a moment, and she didn't see it too clearly.

Moreover, the scorching temperature on her wrist and the close proximity to the boy made her have no time to pay attention to anything else.

Song Zhi was so close to a person for the first time.

Not only the palms holding the wrists, but the body temperature of the young man invaded in an instant, as if the most intense sunlight at noon enveloped her. The boy seemed to have just been exercising, his short brown hair was slightly damp, and his gray T-shirt was dazed. The whole person is sweating profusely, as if walking from the hot summer.

A pair of wolf eyes close at hand, like a tempting flame. Song Zhi didn't dare to look more for some reason, and his eyes escaped unconsciously, but finally landed on the blue blood vessels protruding from the boy's arm.

Backfired.

After looking away, my heart became even more agitated, as if the alcohol remaining in my body was burning at this moment.

There were thunderbolts in my ears, powerful but chaotic.

Song Zhi raised his eyes again, looked directly into the boy's eyes, and the heat also ignited in her eyes: "Chen Yan, what are you doing?" The young man didn't answer, he still

stared at her, only his heavy breathing revealed a trace of his heart .

Chen Yan's state is no more relaxed than Song Zhi's.

The girl wrapped in the fragrance of wine is held in the palm without any struggle, and her slightly provocative phoenix eyes seem to be bravely inviting. He, who is used to being in a romantic situation, unexpectedly gushes out an evil thought for no reason at this moment.

While breathing, Chen Yan's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he leaned closer to her, almost kissing her forehead.

Whether to step out of the bottom line of the principle is only a matter of one thought.

The two maintained a safe distance at the last line, held their breath tacitly, and seemed to be struggling.

But in the end—

Chen Yan chuckled on top of the girl's head, let go of her slender wrist and said, "It's so hard that you didn't see it? Your father just passed by the corner of the stairs."

Song Zhi woke up suddenly.

In just a short while, a thin layer of sweat dripped from her back, and the string in her head collapsed even tighter than when Zhou Yan was interrogating.

Alcohol made her feel troubled, even though she had distanced herself from the boy, she still felt uneasy.

Song Zhi simply stretched out his hand to push him again, towards the balcony: "Then hurry up, Spiderman Chen!"

Chen Yan didn't resist, and let her carry it out. After a while, the girl realized that something was wrong.

Song Zhi suddenly stopped, with his hands resting on the boy's back, but his eyes were looking at the room he was in. Different from her fresh and romantic French-style suite, the room in front of her is more modern and punk, very masculine.

"Could it be..." I finally realized: "This is your room?"

"Bingo!" Chen Yan turned around and teased her quietly, "Congratulations, you have finally defeated some alcohol."

Song Zhi: ...

No matter how slow your thinking is, It was time to realize that I was in the wrong room.

Song Zhi had never committed such a stupidity, and the tips of his ears were so red that they were about to burst into flames.

She turned around for a moment, trying to escape. Walking to the door, she thought of something, stepped her feet and looked out through the peephole, and the next second, she turned around in despair.

Zhou Yan was still chatting with someone at the corner.

Alcohol made people lose their composure, Song Zhili stood in the middle of the room, and began to pace round and round like no one else was there.

Zhou Yan's confession has not yet been handed in, so he won't come to collect the manuscript after chatting, right? In any case, I still have to find a way to return to the room as soon as possible.

For a while she frowned as if thinking about a countermeasure, for a while her eyes lit up as if suddenly enlightened, and then she frowned again...and so on and on for a full three minutes.

Chen Yan finally stepped forward, put his hand on the girl's shoulder, and said sincerely, "Stop! If you keep spinning, I'm going to throw up." "Is the

racing driver so vulnerable?" Song Zhi questioned, but she waved her hand immediately to express That's not the point.

The girl's eyes lit up, and she told him excitedly: "I've figured out a way!"

Chen Yan: "Huh?"

Song Zhi took the boy's hand and ran all the way to the terrace.

She pointed downstairs, and suggested with sparkling eyes: "Spiderman, you can just take me to another way to leave."

Chen Yan's room is also on the second floor, just on the opposite side of the corridor from Song Zhi's. It's not really tall, but the point is - he doesn't happen to have a tree here that can make people fly over the wall!

Although there is soft grass underneath, it is easy for him to jump off the edge of the wall with his strength, but is the person next to him okay?

As if guessing what the young man was thinking, Song Zhi said, "You jump down first, and I'll follow your path. If it's really not possible," she said calmly without thinking, "You can also catch me below!"

The girl was in a more excited state than when she first entered the door, Chen Yan thought it was due to the influence of alcohol.

It's dangerous, dangerous in every sense of the word.

But——

Song Zhi then stared at his arm, and said aggressively and coquettishly: "The height of the second floor is just the height, I should be able to believe the arm strength of a racing driver, right?

" Miss wants to go crazy, I'll accompany you."

Song Zhi smiled in satisfaction, his eyes beckoning him to start action.

The boy replied "OK" to her, and quickly flipped over the balcony railing, then squatted down and slowly replaced his hands with his feet, using his arms to hang from the edge of the balcony and move towards the corner of the wall. Finally, he stepped on the right wall and landed with ease.

Song Zhi was dumbfounded.

She knew that this path could not be replicated by herself.

The young man stood downstairs, looked up and asked with a smile, "Are you jumping down, or should I lure your dad away for you?"

Normally, Song Zhi would definitely choose the latter, but at this moment she was controlled by alcohol.

She raised her foot and took off her golden high heels, and threw it on the grass below, responding with action.

With her snow-white feet sticking out, the deviant girl clings to the edge of the terrace, and the wind blows her green skirt like a living leaf dancing.

Chen Yan looked up and lost his mind.

"Chen Yan, are you ready?" Still a soft cry called him back.

He opened his arms to respond, while the girl squatted down slowly, her eyes shining like a bright moon about to fall.

She seemed to trust him very much, and jumped forward without hesitation—the clever, warm, and heart-pounding moonlight fell on his arms.

The boy's body temperature rose rapidly, but Song Zhi didn't notice it.

She wrapped one hand around his neck, and praised him with her right hand in his firm arms: "You are indeed a quasi-F1 racer!" It was

all about enjoying the excitement of adventure.

Chen Yan laughed and put her down.

When he squatted down, he happened to put on the girl's high-heeled shoes, and when he got up again, he suddenly took her and ran wildly.

Caught off guard, Song Zhi ran with him, and asked with a happy smile, "What's the matter? Has anyone found out about us who did the wrong thing?" Actually, not at all

.

But Chen Yan threatened her: "If you don't run faster, we will be the two of you again tonight's late-night gossip." "

Hahaha!" Song Zhi laughed fearlessly, "Then our scandal must be confirmed

In a hurry, Chen Yan looked at her: "Do you want to be sure?" Song Zhi

stopped abruptly, and Chen Yan waited for her answer without blinking.

"Of course—" but the girl puffed, "I don't want it!"

After saying that, she pushed him for the third time tonight, "It's the stop, hurry up and take me home."

Chen Yan raised his eyes and saw that They had crossed the garden and came downstairs to the girl's room.

This time, because of the tree's support, Song Zhi followed the young man like a follower throughout the whole process.

Only when she jumped into the balcony, Chen Yan reached out to give her a hand.

The moment she landed successfully, she bumped into the young man's hard chest, and she went back in time for a moment, as if she was pulled into the room by him just now.

However, it was too late to generate reverie, the dazzling headlights suddenly shot down not far from downstairs, almost instinctively, Song Zhi immediately grabbed the boy and squatted down together.

On the terrace, the eyes of the two accomplices were surprisingly bright. They stared at each other, suddenly feeling a thrill similar to cheating.

The last wisp of alcohol rushed straight into the brain, Song Zhi asked: "Is it so fun to be a bad kid?"

Chen Yan raised his eyebrows: "Is this considered a bad kid? She really is a good girl."

"You don't understand!" Song Zhi retorted him, "In "Notting Hill", Julia Roberts led the obedient male protagonist to climb over the wall, but today I 'jumped off a building and climbed a tree', which is equivalent to doing a world-class bad thing." The drunk girl spoke freely, which he had never seen before

. The touching side.

Her eyes turned into lamps of obsession, causing something to move in Chen Yan's heart.

He said: "A real bad boy is not as simple as 'jumping from a building to a tree'."

"Then how can he do bad things?" Song Zhi asked curiously and expectantly.

Chen Yan was silent for a moment, and finally bewitched her: "I'm leaving for the next game in France tomorrow, will you follow me?"

Song Zhi's eyes were slightly stared, and his breathing became heavier and faster unconsciously, which was an expression of hesitation in his heart.

The young man added the last fire, provoking her: "Miss, dare you?"

The moon is full, the wind is very shallow, and the big peonies in the garden send a fragrant fragrance.

Coupled with the collision of alcohol in the blood, everything is agitating Song Zhi, and she almost agrees to the young man's seductive eyes.

"Ding Dang Ding Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Ding Dang -"

the indoor mobile phone rang the video communication inappropriately at this moment, cutting off all ambiguity forcefully.

Song Zhi vaguely remembered that he seemed to have made an appointment with Zhou Yichan to help him with a video call.

Under the pressure of reality, she was shocked to realize that the night had crossed the line, and all thoughts should stop.

In the end, she only replied to the boy: "I really wish I could go."

Song Zhi said goodbye to Chen Yan after rejecting him.

After tossing, most of her drunkenness has dissipated. After a while, she picked up her mobile phone and immediately called back Zhou Yichan's video, and the other end answered in seconds.

Coincidentally, Song Zhi returned to the balcony, and Zhou Yichan seemed to be sitting on the balcony.

She leaned against the railing and raised the camera up: "Song Zhi, it's six o'clock in the morning in China, can you see the golden sun on the snow mountain behind me!" It turned out that the

girl was just waiting for the sunrise.

Song Zhi also turned around and responded to her: "It's ten o'clock at night in London, I invite you to watch Shaoyao under the moon."

Without any greetings at the beginning, the two girls looked at each other and smiled.

"It's great, we all have beautiful scenery to enjoy." Zhou Yichan sighed, and then asked her, "Yes, you suddenly called me urgently, did you encounter any problems?" "

Yeah!" Song Zhihu said solemnly, "Big crisis, if you don't help me, I will be exposed!"

Zhou Yichan was extremely nervous.

But I heard Song Zhi go on to say: "I played too crazy, and was asked by your father to write a self-criticism. But... I can't use my own handwriting." The girl suppressed her laughter, and

Zhou Yichan realized that she had been teased by her .

"What?" she couldn't help but annoyed, "You're scaring me! Song Zhi, be honest, tell me if you've met someone, and you've learned it badly." In fact, I could hear the sentence as a joke, but Song Zhi paused, as if he was thinking

seriously how to answer.

On this day, Zhou Yichan's secrets lingered in her heart, and no one knew about it better than herself. The opportunity is right now, so why don't you take the opportunity to inquire about it?

Song Zhi's sudden silence aroused Zhou Yichan's curiosity even more, and she asked again: "Wow, I can't really guess it!" "

Yes." Song Zhi actually admitted, "I met a racing car named Chen Yan." Hand, he seems to be someone Jiang Shuyue likes, so I touched him on purpose."

As soon as the boy's name was said, Zhou Yichan's complexion suddenly changed.

She has tried her best to restrain herself, but her tone is still full of tension and anxiety: "Did Jiang Shuyue take you to find Chen Yan? Why did she go to Chen Yan?" "No, your

father took us there, Chen Yan We had a birthday party." After Song Zhi explained, he asked tentatively, "Yichan, why do you look a little strange, don't you like this person?" Zhou Yichan almost didn't think about it: "Yes! If possible, Song

Zhiyou Can you stop Jiang Shuyue from going to see Chen Yan?"

The word "also" says a lot.

The people who are forbidden to see Chen Yan include Jiang Shuyue and her.

"Don't worry, I will find a way to mess up whatever Jiang Shuyue wants to do. I am going this time for your father's sake."

Song Zhixian calmed the girl's emotions, and then asked: "But...why don't you like Chen? Yan, I heard that he lost his brother, and it's actually very pitiful."

Zhou Yichan's face suddenly became more and more embarrassing, she was silent for a long time, and even briefly cut the camera.

When she reappeared, she almost begged and said, "I'm sorry Song Zhi, I can't tell you more. In fact, my weakness is related to Chen Yan. Can you please stop inquiring?" The girl seemed to be keenly aware of

her The search for it directly blocked the possibility of disclosure.

But Song Zhi still finally asked: "Can you really tell me? Yichan, could there be a misunderstanding?" She persuasively said, "Maybe I can help you resolve it, just like I helped you teach Jiang Shuyue a lesson. At that

end, Zhou Yichan suddenly shook her head frantically. This incident seemed to be her nightmare, and just mentioning it was enough to make her lose her composure.

"No, there is no misunderstanding." The girl's light posture disappeared, and she returned to a cowardly and sensitive look, with tears almost dripping from the corners of her eyes, she said, "Song Zhi, I don't want you to hate me, but in my secret I am indeed The wrong person."

In other words, Zhou Yichan personally admitted that she had something to do with Chen Xichuan's death.

She really thinks she's guilty.

Song Zhi didn't intend to make her more sad, so he stopped searching immediately.

"I'm sorry Yichan." She apologized and explained to the girl, "I don't mean anything else, I just hope to help you more. If this makes you scared and sad, I won't bring it up again, okay?" She

promised : "I promise you."

I promise that I will not stab you with this again, and I promise that I will only find the answer secretly.

Zhou Yichan was still drowning in negative emotions, so Song Zhi had no choice but to change the subject: "Now can you help me get through this difficult time first? I wrote an electronic version of the self-criticism and will send it to you later. You can write it by hand before sending it to me, and then I'll just type it out and copy your handwriting."

When it came to business, the girl finally pulled away.

But her interest was obviously greatly reduced, and she only responded with a soft "hmm".

Song Zhi acted immediately, sending over the letter of self-criticism with Chen Yan hidden.

So, after Zhou Yichan finished reading her electronic review book, she just sighed in surprise: "Song Zhi, you actually asked the coach to teach you to drift for the first time when you touched a car? You are too bold!" Song Zhi raised his eyebrows

: "For each other, Miss Yichan is more daring to ask me to exchange."

Zhou Yichan looked at her through the camera, and finally laughed again.

At this time, Song Zhiru promised to tell her: "Yichan, I will never hate you."

Zhou Yichan remained silent for a long while before solemnly responding: "Thank you. Song Zhi, I hope we can always be friends." "

Of course. "

It's a deal."

The two girls made a wish, made an oath, and then the video conference ended. However, they are thousands of miles apart, all looking at the distance full of thoughts.

After an unknown amount of time, someone behind Zhou Yichan suddenly patted her on the shoulder.

She turned her head, smiled and called: "Aunt Yu Mo."

Song Yumo sat down beside the girl and asked, "What are you thinking about, something on your mind?"

Zhou Yichan shook her head, but immediately nodded again: "Aunt Yu Mo, do you remember me?" And that 'twin sister' you mentioned?"

Song Yumo: "Remember, it's called Zhizhi, what's wrong with her?"

Zhou Yichan was silent for a moment, as if hesitating.

And Song Yumo put her arms around her shoulders, and she said like a mother comforting her daughter: "It's okay if you don't want to say it, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge, let it go." Zhou Yichan was the least resistant to this, every time Yu Mo hugged

her , she will feel full of security.

Instead, she was able to say: "Aunt Yu Mo, I have a secret to tell. But I think that Zhizhi may already know something." She exposed her fragility without defense, "I am very Afraid, afraid that she will hate me, afraid that I will lose my only friend."

Song Yumo laughed after listening.

"Aunt Yu Mo, why are you laughing?" Zhou Yichan was puzzled.

Song Yumo asked her back, "Am I not your friend?"

Zhou Yichan blushed immediately, "You know, I didn't mean that!"

"Don't worry." Song Yumo then comforted her, "Song Zhi is smart but has a sense of proportion, so she counts Even if you see through it, you won't tell the truth. Besides," she paused, she added, "From what I know about her, she won't hate you."

Zhou Yichan was taken aback.

These words contained a lot of information. She digested it for a while, and looked at the woman in doubt, "Aunt Yu Mo, do you know Song Zhi?" "

Yes."

Song Yumo told the girl, "My real name is Song Yumo, and Song Zhi is my daughter."