Could it be that the person I spend ti with day and night is really not Brother Zun, but Brother Sheng Sheng?
Please don’t play with like this, okay?
The Brother Sheng Sheng I imagined was actually right by my side all along—the one who flew a helicopter to take everywhere, brushed my hair every day, but always remained silent, and occasionally teased his "Brother Zun"?
Hu Hu...
Maimai held her head, giving it a couple of hard taps: "I still can’t believe it. Obviously, he’s Brother Zun. I call him Brother Zun every day, and he’s never denied it."
"Seems like they really look exactly alike?" Wenqing sighed beside her.
Maimai turned her head, looking at Wenqing for help: "Are you sure, is it true?"
Wenqing gave her a genuine, unambiguous look.
Maimai cried out: "This isn’t scientific. How did Brother Zun turn into Brother Sheng Sheng? Wasn’t Brother Sheng Sheng always stuck at so base in San Francisco and couldn’t go out?"
"I seem to have heard that they gain freedom at eighteen!"
Maimai counted on her fingers, realizing that she had t Brother Sheng Sheng in San Francisco, seemingly the day after he celebrated his birthday last year at this ti.
"Could I really have been fooled by Brother Sheng Sheng?"
With her mouth wide open, Maimai wore a look of disbelief before quickly dialing several numbers, calling relatives, friends, her dad, her aunt, and uncle. After verifying it with everyone, she finally accepted the truth.
"Boohoo, how could this be?"
The car had arrived at the hotel, and Maimai threw herself onto the sofa in the hotel suite. The emotional blow was imnse, unable to accept it, she quickly got up, hugging the sofa cushion, grumbling to Wenqing: "How could I be so silly as to mix them up? The worst is, Brother Sheng Sheng never told , making think he was Brother Zun all along. Isn’t it said that Brother Sheng Sheng cares about a lot? Even my aunt says Brother Sheng Sheng adores ; how could he deceive like this?"
"Does he really care about you, though?" Wenqing took off her coat, opened the window, said a few words to her manager, and then walked over to Maimai, frowning slightly: "You’ve really been pampered, looks like you haven’t suffered at all."
As for the question of whether Brother Sheng Sheng cares about her... Maimai bit her finger, he didn’t seem uncaring, did he? This past year, he was still... Hmm, just so-so!
"He played round and round, it’s so infuriating, I want to scold him!" Pulling out her phone, but she couldn’t find his number, Maimai belatedly realized in frustration: "What do I do? I don’t have his phone number. Wenqing, do you have it?"
Wenqing looked as if she’d heard sothing unbelievable: "You two have been together for a year, and you don’t even have his phone number? I really don’t understand how you two have managed this past year."
"We haven’t used phones this entire year; this phone I bought just yesterday. I thought he was Brother Zun, so I had Brother Zun’s number and never asked for his." Maimai complained bitterly. Could she be blad for this?
She always thought it was Brother Zun!
Hmph, "Give Brother Sheng Sheng’s phone number quickly. I must give him a piece of my mind!" Maimai vented.
Wenqing shrugged, as a little boy opened a room as his bedroom: "Where would I get his phone number from? I’ve never even seen him."
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