The next day, answering Canada, there was no way he could go find Maimai. There were heaps of relatives at ho that needed visiting. He hadn’t been ho for so many years, so he had to bring gifts when visiting his uncles’ hos. It wasn’t until evening that he finally had so free ti.
He pulled out his phone and once again called Maimai, of course, no one answered.
He instinctively felt that his phone number had been blocked.
He turned on the TV to watch the live broadcast of the award ceremony. During the red carpet walk, he only caught a glimpse of her for a mont. After all, she was just a young girl, not quite a woman yet. Although she and Wenqing were popular, compared to real adult bigwigs, journalists were surely more willing to focus their caras on those established figures.
Zun Zun ca over, sat on the sofa with him, crossed his legs, and hugged a coconut, sipping it.
"Hey, sleep with tonight."
Sheng Sheng put down the remote, glanced over in surprise: "With you?"
"Nonsense, of course, it’s ." They hadn’t slept in the sa bed for so many years.
The two of them sat on the sofa, with identical looks, only distinguishable by their clothes and hairstyles.
Zun Zun obviously had a carefree and rebellious personality, while Sheng Sheng was quieter, more like an artist, with a hint of mischief in his expression.
Sheng Sheng chuckled softly: "Better not."
In his mind were mories of squeezing into one bed in childhood, he knew how rowdy Zun Zun could be, and his bad sleeping posture. He often hugged him to sleep, and he’d wake up breathless.
Zun Zun put down the coconut, "What do you an? We used to sleep together when we were kids."
"You know it was when we were kids, we’re grown up now." Over the years, he had gotten used to hogging a bed alone, accustod to sleeping alone, how could he tolerate soone else splitting his bed?
Zun Zun suddenly furrowed his brows: "What, are you afraid I’ll eat you?"
Sheng Sheng laughed heartily, patting his shoulder, "Good brothers can’t be good partners, you should know that."
"Go die!" Zun Zun kicked him.
Sheng Sheng dodged effortlessly: "Right now, I really feel like I could die."
"What’s wrong?" He noticed Sheng Sheng’s mood wasn’t high, after all, the two of them shared a connection.
Sheng Sheng heard his probing and felt so fire inside, probably just venting. He swung a fist: "Why didn’t you tell Maimai was acting since childhood? You told she was going to school properly, a model student, often winning awards, making up stories about her academic excellence. You jerk, I’ve wanted to beat you up for ages!"
"Haha!" Zun Zun laughed, clutching his belly on the sofa: "That idiot Maimai always thought you were , haha, just thinking about it makes amused."
Sheng Sheng squinted at him: "Really want to punch you!"
Zun Zun kicked back to block a punch: "Serves you right. Here’s a saying for you: Don’t ask for trouble, and you won’t find it!"
He already knew Sheng Sheng had no clue about Selena this year, finding these two incredibly funny. The next mont, he pulled Sheng Sheng over, wrapping a shoulder over him: "Sleep with tonight, I don’t care, if you don’t sleep with , you’ll be camping in the yard. I’ve got everyone in this house under control, you know the saying ’People must bow under eaves’, right?"
The two brothers hadn’t had a sleepover conference in ages, it was so nostalgic for their childhood days.
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