Chapter 1201
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
Itâs not tiring to be with him
Unlike him, he never knew what to say to Zhou Tao.
He called her again.
Zhou Tao had just finished a bowl of abalone congee, and song Yuchen was helping her clear the trash. Zhou Tao said that there was no need, but song Yuchen insisted on helping her.
Her phone vibrated. Zhou Tao saw that it was Lu Wenzhou and song Yuchen happened to be right beside her. Without thinking, she hung up the call.
She didnât want others to know that she was still in contact with Lu Wenzhou. Even though they didnât contact each other often, she didnât want others to know.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Song Yuchen laughed. Why arenât you picking it up?â
itâs a marketing advertisement. Itâs a little annoying. Thank you for sending me the porridge. Itâs very late now. You should go back.
Song Yuchen rubbed her head. âZhou Tao, you donât have to be so distant with me. Even if we canât be a couple, we can still be friends. You really donât have to feel any pressure. I wonât give you any pressure. Itâs my business that I like you. Itâs your choice that you donât have to like me. I wonât hate you just because you donât like me. Donât be guarded against me, okay?â
Song Yuchen left after saying that. Zhou Tao stood by the door, stunned for a while.
Lu Wenzhouâs phone rang again. Zhou Tao, who was sitting on the carpet, picked up the phone.
âYouâre not sleeping yet?â That was his first question.
âYes, I was just about to sleep.â She said.
âDo you feel uncomfortable?â
âNo, I didnât,â
âItâs getting late. Have you gone back?â Zhou Tao said, embarrassed.
âNot yet,â
âWhat are you doing if you donât go back?â
Lu Wenzhou looked at the lunch box on the seat next to him and said in a deep voice, â âI said Iâd bring you some food.â
Zhou Tao had no choice but to tell him the truth, â Actually, song Yuchen has already sent me a bowl of porridge.
Lu Wenzhou could hear his own breathing getting heavier.
âIâve eaten a bowl of abalone congee, so I probably canât eat anything else now.â
song Yuchen went to visit you. Youâre on very good terms with him.
It wasnât a question. There was obvious envy in his tone.
heâs good. Heâs a good person. Iâm friends with him, so itâs not tiring to talk to him.
This was like a knife to Lu Wenzhouâs heart.
What she meant was that talking to song Yuchen wasnât tiring, but talking to Lu Wenzhou was.
âYingluo is pretty good.â
Lu Wenzhou was a little annoyed at his lack of words and reticence. He knew song Yuchenâs personality. He also knew that girls liked that kind of personality. He knew that he had to be gentle and eloquent to girls. He knew that girls liked warm men.
He also clumsily went to learn, but the results he showed always seemed to be very forced.
Perhaps it was because the autumn night wind was too bleak, Zhou Tao could hear the loneliness in his voice. She didnât know what was wrong with her, but she suddenly told him her exact address.
It was not until the doorbell rang that she came back to her senses. What had she done?
However, she was the one who invited him here, so she couldnât just turn him away.
She opened the door and saw Lu Wenzhou standing outside with a paper bag in his hand.
âIâve told you before, Iâve eaten. I canât eat anymore.â
put it in the refrigerator. Weâll eat it when we come back tomorrow night.
âFemale stars are not allowed to eat supper every night, even if itâs only porridge.â