Chapter 23: The Cannon Fodder in a Dogblood Novel (23)
Shen Tangqing leaned back in the chair for accompanying patients, his gaze staring straight at the IV tube inserted into the back of Xiao Yu’s hand.
The liquid medicine was dripping down the transparent tube drop by drop, the rhythm slow enough to make one drowsy.
After this bottle finishes, it’ll be done.
He looked down at the time on his phone; it was already past 12 o’clock.
Shen Tangqing twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly. He couldn’t go back to school, so he could only make do with a hotel nearby for the night later.
His gaze fell back on the pale Xiao Yu on the bed, feeling only that it was somewhat unlucky.
Running around busily all night, spending money and effort, truly extremely unlucky.
As for why he spent money again, it was because given Shen Tangqing’s pretentious persona in front of Xiao Yu, it was absolutely impossible to let him pay back the medical expenses he had advanced. But he would definitely humiliate Xiao Yu with a few words in passing.
…
After about half an hour, the last bottle of medicine finally finished infusing.
After the nurse pulled out the needle for Xiao Yu, Shen Tangqing glanced at Xiao Yu on the bed and left the ward without looking back.
Xiao Yu, who should have woken up tomorrow morning, opened his eyelids the moment Shen Tangqing turned around.
His gaze was glued firmly to Shen Tangqing’s retreating figure.
Obsessed.
Nostalgic.
His fingertips resting on the edge of the bed moved slightly, as if silently trying to make Shen Tangqing stay.
…
The day before National Day.
Zhou Geng’s friend organized a gathering and insisted on dragging Shen Tangqing along to play.
It wasn’t until Shen Tangqing got into the car that he realized Lin Mu was driving.
Lin Mu lifted his eyelids to glance at him, then withdrew his gaze arrogantly, only the hand gripping the steering wheel tightened almost imperceptibly.
Zhou Geng grinned brightly. “Tang Tang, my car went for maintenance, so I didn’t go home to drive. We’re taking Lin Mu’s car.”
After speaking, he unbuckled his seatbelt preparing to go to the back seat to accompany Shen Tangqing, but was yanked back by the quick-eyed and quick-handed Lin Mu.
“Am I your driver? Sit right here!”
“Why are you so insensible? I want to sit in the back and chat with Tang Tang!” Zhou Geng glanced at Lin Mu, his tone somewhat resentful.
“Is that so? Good brother, I also want to chat with you…”
“It’s okay, Brother Geng. We can chat even if you sit in the front.” Shen Tangqing spoke with a perfectly appropriate smile on his face.
Lin Mu glanced at Shen Tangqing through the rearview mirror. His breath hitched as his gaze fell on his curving, smiling eyes.
Why is he smiling so sweetly? Definitely seducing Zhou Geng.
When the three arrived, the venue was just getting lively.
The organizer was an old classmate of Zhou Geng, Chen Yigang.
Seeing Zhou Geng and the others arrive, he hurried over to welcome them. “Hey, you guys really arrived right on the dot. Just waiting for the three of you.”
After speaking, he looked at Shen Tangqing with a smile. “Brother Geng, is this the new friend you mentioned?” As for Lin Mu, he knew him.
Zhou Geng put his arm around Shen Tangqing’s shoulder and introduced him smilingly. “Right, this is my good friend Shen Tangqing. You can call him…”
Zhou Geng paused for a moment, inexplicably not wanting Chen Yigang to call Shen Tangqing so intimately. “Just call him Little Shen.”
After speaking, he looked at Shen Tangqing. “Tang Tang, this is my old classmate. Just call him Gangzi.”
Lin Mu, who originally had a careless expression, turned cold the moment Zhou Geng put his arm around Shen Tangqing’s shoulder. He took a step forward and squeezed unobtrusively between the two, “inadvertently” separating them.
Zhou Geng was forced to retract his hand and looked at Lin Mu with a baffled expression. “No, are you sick? What are you squeezing for?”
Lin Mu glanced at him sideways. “Not sick. Haven’t I not seen Gangzi for a long time? Just saying hi to him!”
Lin Mu’s voice was somewhat lazy, sounding a bit asking for a beating in Zhou Geng’s opinion.
Shen Tangqing sensibly took a step back to the side. His eyebrows raised slightly, appearing somewhat cold, but in his heart, he confirmed again and again that Lin Mu just didn’t like him.
But it didn’t matter. He was friends with Zhou Geng anyway, not Lin Mu.
Sencing Shen Tangqing’s movement, Lin Mu’s body stiffened for a moment. He couldn’t help but scoff in his heart. Am I the god of plague? Avoiding me like this.
The biggest feature of “Idle Flowers” was “Listening to Songs in the Hook-lan (Entertainment District).”
Abandoning the traditional round or long tables, each dining table in the private room was independently designed, one table per person.
The tabletops were inlaid with delicate cloud-patterned silver edges, paired with an official’s hat chair cushioned with ink-colored brocade, perfectly replicating the ancient banquet regulation of “one person, one table.”
A small bronze lampstand stood at each corner of the table. Warm yellow halos spread through the openwork entwined branch lotus lampshades.
Making the surrounding carved wooden frames and the elegant gauze curtains hanging from the beams appear increasingly gentle and moist.
The performance stage in the center was slightly higher than the ground.
Surrounded by a circle of white marble railings, the stage surface was paved with light apricot brocade carpet. Even the speakers in the corner were carved into the style of antique shelves.
Several celadon vases were placed on the shelves, showing no trace of modernity.
In short, it had a unique charm.
Zhou Geng sat on Shen Tangqing’s left.
Lin Mu hesitated for a second and sat on Shen Tangqing’s right.
Shen Tangqing looked at him in surprise, not expecting him to sit next to him. But the next second, seeing Lin Mu talking in a low voice to the person next to him,
He understood.
The sound of the Pipa rose.
Several women dressed in Hanfu walked lightly onto the stage.
Wearing mist-colored chest-high ruqun with fine peach blossoms embroidered on the skirt hems. As they moved, the skirts swayed lightly like flowing water. Turning and raising their hands with the music, wide sleeves swept across the light apricot carpet, instantly spreading an ancient charm.
Shen Tangqing’s eyes fell on the stage, his fingertips tapping unconsciously with the music, finding it extremely interesting.
No wonder ancient literati and refined guests liked listening to songs in the entertainment districts. It indeed had a unique flavor.
Zhou Geng watched Shen Tangqing’s gaze fixated on the stage, not even touching the dishes just served. An inexplicable sour emotion welled up in his heart.
Frowning, he leaned close to Shen Tangqing, his tone carrying a sulkiness even he didn’t notice. “Is it good?”
Shen Tangqing came back to his senses.
“Good. The girl in the middle wearing a peony flower on her head dances the best, and she’s very pretty too.”
Zhou Geng: “…”
Zhou Geng pursed his lips and swept a glance at the stage, his tone somewhat hard. “Just average!”
Shen Tangqing asked him with interest, “Brother Geng, then which one do you like the most?”
Zhou Geng’s gaze subconsciously fell on Shen Tangqing’s face. His Adam’s apple moved, and he said in a muffled voice:
“Don’t like any of them.”
Shen Tangqing couldn’t help curving his eyes. The faint red at the corners of his eyes was like rouge soaked in warm light. Even his eyelashes softened, and his eyes seemed quenched with a bit of moonlight, beautiful enough to make one’s heart tremble.
“Brother Geng, your standards are too high.”
Zhou Geng was dazzled by this smile, freezing in place as if his soul had been hooked away.
His mind was full of “Tang Tang is so beautiful,” and even his breathing slowed by half a beat.
Not only was Zhou Geng tempted, but Lin Mu on the other side was also dazed by this smile, his heart skipping a beat violently.
Why is Shen Tangqing so seductive when he smiles?
The next second, he snapped back to reality.
He picked up the tea in front of him and drank it in one go.
The astringency of the tea couldn’t suppress the irritability in his heart.
He spat fiercely in his heart. Why does this kid Shen Tangqing smile so beautifully for no reason? Obviously just seducing Zhou Geng!
He forced himself to withdraw his gaze, but his eyes uncontrollably drifted to the side~
Not a girl, what does it look like smiling like that!
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