Chapter 1201 Don’t Get Tired of Getting Along with Him

Unlike him, when facing Zhou Tao, he always didn't know what to say to her.

He called her again.

Zhou Tao had just finished a bowl of abalone porridge, and Song Yuchen was helping her clean up the garbage. Zhou Tao said no, but Song Yuchen insisted on helping her.

The phone buzzed, and Zhou Tao saw that it was Lu Wenzhou, and Song Yuchen happened to be right next to her. By some strange combination of circumstances, she hung up on him.

She didn't seem to want others to know that she still had contact with Lu Wenzhou. Although the contact was infrequent, she just didn't want others to know.

Song Yuchen smiled: "Who is it? Why didn't you answer?"

"It's a bit annoying to have sales ads all the time. Thank you for bringing me porridge. It's very late. You should go back quickly."

Song Yuchen rubbed her head: "Zhou Tao, you don't have to be so estranged from me. Even if we can't be a couple, we can still be friends. You really don't have to put any pressure on me. I won't put pressure on you. I like it." You are my business, you don’t have to like me, that’s your choice, I won’t be resentful of you just because you don’t like me, don’t put up a defense against me, eh?”

After Song Yuchen said this, he left. Zhou Tao stood by the door and was stunned for a while.

Lu Wenzhou's phone rang again, and Zhou Tao sat on the carpet and answered the phone.

"Aren't you sleeping yet?" This was the first thing he asked.

"Well, I'm just about to go to bed," she said.

"Are you feeling well?"

"No."

Zhou Tao said sarcastically: "It's getting late, have you gone back?"

"not yet."

"What are you going to do if you don't go back?"

Lu Wenzhou looked at the lunch box placed on the seat next to him and said in a deep voice, "I told you I would give you something to eat."

Zhou Tao had no choice but to say truthfully: "Actually, Song Yuchen gave me a bowl of porridge just now."

Lu Wenzhou heard that his breathing was a little heavy.

"I ate a bowl of abalone porridge, so I probably can't eat anything else now."

"Song Yuchen went to see you, and you have a good relationship with him."

It's not a question, there's obvious envy in the tone of this sentence.

"It's very good. He is a very nice person. He and I are friends. It's not tiring to talk to him and get along with him."

This was almost like a knife cutting out Lu Wenzhou's heart.

What she meant by this was that it was not tiring to talk to Song Yuchen, but it was very tiring to talk to you, Lu Wenzhou.

"That's very good."

Lu Wenzhou was a little annoyed at his lack of words and reticence. He knew what kind of character Song Yuchen was. He also knew what kind of temper girls liked. He knew that he had to be gentle and eloquent to girls. He knew that girls liked warm men.

He also learned it clumsily, but the results always seemed reluctant.

Maybe it was because the evening wind in autumn was too bleak, Zhou Tao could hear the loneliness in his voice, and she didn't know what was wrong, but she suddenly told him her specific address.

It wasn't until the doorbell rang at home that she suddenly came to her senses. What had she done?

But she had invited people herself, and she could no longer turn people away.

She opened the door and saw Lu Wenzhou standing outside, holding a paper bag in his hand.

"I...I told you, I have eaten, but I can't eat anymore."

"Put it in the refrigerator and eat it when you get back from work tomorrow night."

"Female celebrities eat midnight snacks every day, even if it's just porridge, that's not allowed."