Chapter 8: Can You Don't Leave Me Behind?
Was it a birthday present for her in advance?
Liang Chan rolled around on the bed, and the excitement in his body was rampant, and he couldn't suppress it. She got out of bed and ran to the closet, took out the hanging skirt, took off her pajamas and changed them again, and admired them in front of the full-length mirror for a long time.
She turned her body excitedly, the hem of her skirt rippled in the air, and she looked at the fluttering and undulating hem of her skirt, and her mood soared.
Shao Linfeng's vision is really good. She had never worn such a beautiful dress.
Liang Chan sat on the edge of the bed, bit his lower lip and thought for a few seconds, and sent him a message: "Thank you." "A cute emoji was added to the end.
After waiting for a while, Shao Linfeng didn't reply, and Liang Chan didn't get entangled, so he went to his study, he stared at the computer screen and typed, thinking that he was busy and didn't have time to read the news.
However, his appearance with glasses is more gentle and elegant than usual, like a humble gentleman who has carved a gentleman's demeanor into his bones, and people can't help but get close to him and intersect with him.
By the next morning, Shao Linfeng said to her face-to-face: "The phone was silent last night, and it was already late when I saw the message, so I didn't reply to you." The latter sentence responded to her thanks, "You're welcome, if you like it." ”
He smiled slightly and looked at her now, as if he was no longer sad about the exam, that would be good.
Liang Chan didn't know what he was thinking, pursed his lips and hummed, but he didn't hold back the doubts in his heart, and asked, "Is the skirt a birthday gift for me?" ”
Shao Linfeng was slightly stunned, thinking that he had read her personal information when he went through the transfer procedures for her, including the date of birth, her birthday was next week, and it was almost here.
"It's not." He smiled and drank the porridge slowly.
What's that for? Liang Chan wanted to ask, but she was almost late, so she had to pick up her schoolbag, grab a bun from the plate on the dining table and run: "Goodbye Mr. Shao, I'm going to school!" ”
Liang Chan didn't expect that the skirt was a sense of comfort at all, and Shao Linfeng didn't explain it to her.
A few days later, Shao Linfeng pushed her two WeChat business cards.
Liang Chan didn't know what he meant: "Who are they?" ”
Shao Linfeng said: "The retired teachers of the High School Affiliated to Yida have profound qualifications and teach science, among which Mr. Zhang is very good in physics and mathematics, and many exclusive learning materials and question banks of the High School are from him. Another teacher, Mr. Deng, is also very good, majoring in English. If you have any questions you don't understand, you can ask them. Don't be embarrassed, I said hello to them. ”
Liang Chan looked at him stunned, and felt a little awkward in his heart. Is it because she didn't do well in the exam last time, and the head teacher said something to him, and he felt embarrassed to ask the teacher to help her improve her grades. After all, he was the one who sent her to Yida High School, and he must have assured the head teacher that she would not be held back when she entered the rocket class......
didn't wait for her to think too much, Shao Linfeng knocked her head with the book in his hand: "My eyes are straight, what are you thinking." ”
"I ......" Liang Chan hesitated and didn't say it.
"Don't get me wrong." He always seemed to be able to easily see through what she was thinking, and answer her questions before she spoke, "The introduction of teachers to you is to provide learning convenience, not a means of exerting pressure, don't treat me as a demon parent who keeps asking for tutors for children and trying to squeeze every second of spare time." ”
Liang Chan looked away from him in shame, sorry for his speculation.
He is dedicated to her good, but she thinks of him with the heart of a villain, which is too undeserved.
Fortunately, Shao Linfeng didn't care about this, yawned after finishing business, put the books back under the coffee table, and lazily got up and returned to his bedroom.
Liang Chan stayed alone in the living room, with half a glass of water on the coffee table that she hadn't finished, she picked it up and took a sip, the water was still warm.
She drank it all in one gulp, her cheeks were dyed crimson a little by little in the dim light, and her brain, which was usually full of formulas and words, was replaced by Shao Linfeng at this moment.
The way he smiled at her gently, the way he tapped her forehead with a book, the way he patiently explained, and what he had done for her before, giving her a dress, transferring her to another school, and listening to her...... Frame by frame played out clearly in her mind.
Even when her parents were alive, they had never treated her so meticulously and considerately.
He should be the best person in the world for her.
I don't know how long I sat on the sofa, until Shao Linfeng opened the door and saw that she was still there, and there was no change from the posture he left when he left, and he wiped his hair: "Why don't you go to sleep yet?" ”
Liang Chan was startled, came back to his senses, glanced at him, his heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and hurriedly withdrew his gaze.
With just that glance, she could see that Shao Linfeng was wrapped in a pure black nightgown, with a smooth texture like water, a belt tied around his waist, and his snow-white complexion looming, making him extremely sexy, and she didn't dare to look at it more.
Liang Chan stood up in a panic, and couldn't help but stumble when he spoke: "I, I can't sleep." She took a step, ready to flee back to the little world upstairs.
"Wait." Shao Linfeng called out to stop her, holding a white towel in his hand and wiping his wet hair, "Come with me." ”
Liang Chan watched him walk into the kitchen, only hesitated for a second before following.
He stood in front of the table with his back to her, the dry towel he used to wipe his hair casually on his shoulder, expertly setting up a small milky pot, turning on the fire, and pouring in the milk.
Liang Chan understood, it was because she said she couldn't sleep, so he thought about warming a glass of milk for her to sleep.
But she had just drunk half a glass of warm water, and it was estimated that there was no room for milk in her stomach, but she didn't say it, and stood quietly to the side to look at his side face. The bridge of his nose is high and straight, and the contour line of his mandible is very clear, which is the envy of many costume actors, which has both classical charm and exquisiteness.
The scent of milk soon wafted through the air, and more from the crisp scent of shower gel and shampoo on his body.
Shao Linfeng turned off the heat, poured the milk into the cup, turned around and brought it to her: "Take it upstairs to drink, lie down and sleep after drinking, today Saturday, don't do the question, pay attention to the combination of work and rest." ”
Liang Chan's eyes were hot, he didn't take the cup, and under an impulse, he threw himself into his arms and hugged his waist tightly.
Shao Linfeng's body stiffened, and a few drops of milk from the cup spilled. He didn't push her away, motionless and let her hold him, and asked a little inexplicably, "What's wrong?" ”
The warm liquid soaked his thin silk nightgown and hit his skin, and she cried.
Shao Linfeng's voice became softer and softer: "Little cicada? What's wrong? He couldn't help but wonder if she was being bullied again at the new school.
Liang Chan's face was stuffed in his chest, he was so good to her, so good that she was a little scared, afraid that everything in front of her was just a flash in the pan, a dream, and when she woke up, everything that belonged to her disappeared, leaving her alone to face countless darkness.
She whimpered, pitifully fragile, and the few words that came out of her throat were out of tune: "Can you ...... Don't leave me behind. ”
There was silence in the kitchen, and her cry was so sad and helpless, like an abandoned child. In a sense, she is indeed a child abandoned by her parents.
Shao Linfeng didn't let her wait too long, about three seconds later, the hand that didn't hold the cup raised and stroked the back of her head, and his voice was low, with a reassuring magic: "Okay, don't leave you." ”
Liang Chan's shoulders twitched, and his crying became louder and louder, as if he wanted to vent all the negative emotions that had accumulated some time ago through tears.
She couldn't stop crying, the fabric on Shao Linfeng's chest was stained with a large patch, she smiled helplessly, and was a little distressed: "Don't cry, I promise you." ”
He patted her on the shoulder: "If you don't drink the milk, it will be cold." ”