Shao Linfeng has a wealthy family, and he has been smooth sailing since he was a child, only what he doesn't want to do, and nothing he can't do. The only time in the past 20 years or so of his life has been how to tell the elders in his family that he does not want to inherit a huge family business and wants to pursue a career that interests him.

At this moment, he encountered the second entanglement in his life.

Liang Chan waited for a long time, but didn't see him answer the question of "Is Zhao Jiaman his girlfriend?" It's not that children like to play around, in fact, I understood my mind a long time ago, and after a long time of thinking, I am sure that my feelings for you are real, not imaginary when I am lonely and helpless......"

"Liang Chan." Shao Linfeng interrupted in a hurry, afraid that she would say too much and it would be irretrievable, "Listen to me, Liang Chan." You are only nineteen years old, and you have seen too few people and experienced too few things, which will limit your judgment to a certain extent. When you go out in the future and meet more people, you will find that it is not mature enough to talk about love at the age of eighteen or nineteen. ”

Liang Chan blinked his eyes, his eyes were wet without warning, and he asked him in disbelief, "You think I'm naïve?" ”

"I didn't mean that." Shao Linfeng picked up the paper box, took out a few pieces of paper and folded them together and handed them to her, "You calm down first, let's have a good talk." ”

Liang Chan didn't take the tissue: "I'm calm, I know what I'm talking about, I like you and want to be with you." ”

She admits that she is a little impulsive in choosing to confess now, but she can't deny that her feelings for him are "immature enough", which is too hurtful.

Shao Linfeng had no choice but to wipe her tears in person and dissect her heart: "I have been reflecting for a long time today, is it that I did something wrong and misunderstood you." I am entrusted by your uncle to take care of you, and I ...... you half an elder."

"I see!"

Liang Chan closed his eyes and opened them again, his expression was so calm, with a hint of remorse in his composure, as if he was regretting that he had been so good to her and made her like him.

Her heart fell like an ice cave.

"Okay, I got it." Liang Chan turned his face, his fingers holding the tissue brushed the tip of her nose, she nodded, desperately holding back tears, her voice was still choked, "I know, I know." ”

Her mind was so distracted that she couldn't say anything else, but she repeated the four words over and over again.

Shao Lin had a terrible headache: "What do you know?" ”

Liang Chan tried to raise her head to meet his gaze, her eyes were broken tears, and with her cheeks that had not yet been swollen and bruised, she looked pitiful and resolute: "I know, your kindness to me is not out of a good impression of me, let alone liking me, you are to repay the favor you owe to my uncle, right?" And maybe sympathy for me. ”

It's her self-inflicted passion, hoping for something she shouldn't have.

Shao Linfeng opened his mouth, wanting to defend something, but he didn't have a chance. Aunt Rong happened to come back at this time, carrying a black plastic bag, in which a fish jumped and fluttered, and the plastic bag rattled. The driver followed behind her, helping to bring in two large bags of ingredients.

They were stained with fine droplets, and Liang Chan suddenly noticed that those brilliant colorful clouds had disappeared, and the sky was raining, no different from the scene of the first day she came to this villa.

She came alone and was destined to leave alone.

Aunt Rong shook off the rain on her shoulders and sleeves, and looked in the direction where the two of them were in the living room, her eyesight was so good that she couldn't speak, and at a rough glance, she could see that Liang Cicada was crying.

She dropped the plastic bag, let the fish struggle inside, and walked quickly: "What's wrong with the little cicada?" Feeling unwell? ”

Liang Chan shook her head, tears almost came out again, she raised her hand and rubbed her eyelids heavily, and hurriedly stood up: "Aunt Rong, I'm fine, I'll go upstairs first, you can eat dinner, I'm not hungry, so I won't come down." ”

She ran upstairs in one go, crying breathlessly, leaning her back against the door, slowly sliding to the floor, her face buried between her knees.

Liang Chan, what are you crying about, didn't you imagine this kind of ending at the moment of confession? What is unacceptable to you?

She comforted herself like this, but it didn't work, and it was still very uncomfortable.

Originally, she wanted to show Shao Linfeng her tattoo and tell him that those small soft lines represented the wind, which was Shao Linfeng's wind.

There's no need to say it now.

*

Aunt Rong didn't know the situation, she only felt that the atmosphere in the living room was a little stiff, and she wanted to catch up and see Liang Chan, but was stopped by Shao Linfeng, who had a gloomy face.

"What's wrong with her? Don't you have to go up and have a look? Aunt Rong was so anxious that she stomped her feet.

"She's fine, she needs to take some time to calm down, don't disturb her, let her be alone." Shao Linfeng did not explain the previous situation, and persuaded vaguely.

Aunt Rong looked upstairs, then at him, and gradually figured out that something was wrong: "You told her something." ”

Shao Linfeng didn't want to talk about it, so the topic shifted very bluntly: "It's not early, you go to the kitchen to cook." ”

"The little cicada said that she doesn't eat it, what else can I do." With such an evasive attitude, Aunt Rong became more and more sure that what he said aroused Xiao Cicada's sadness, she cherished Xiao Cicada from the bottom of her heart, and was naturally dissatisfied, "Mr. is really, she is eight or nine years older than Xiao Cicada, what do you care about her." Let her do more in everything, she is a lonely and helpless child, no one comforts her when she is wronged, and no one helps her when she is bullied, what can she do except bear it herself. ”

Shao Linfeng didn't know what to think, and suddenly asked her: "You also think she is a child, right?" ”

Aunt Rong didn't understand his thoughts, and judged according to her age and experience: "Eighteen or nineteen years old, still in school, isn't it a child?" That's why you should be more patient. ”

seems to have gotten the answer he wants, and Shao Linfeng firmly believes that his way of dealing with it is right.

She's just a child who hasn't been deeply involved in the world, what do you know?

Since it is not appropriate, it should be cut off before the situation develops to a serious level, so that it will not get out of control in the future.

Aunt Rong saw that he seemed to have figured out something, her eyebrows and eyes relaxed, and she stopped boredoming him, bent down to grab the fish that had successfully escaped from the plastic bag, and went to the kitchen to deal with it.

The fish scales splashed in the pool, and Shao Linfeng walked in with a cigarette: "There are guests coming in the evening, make a few more dishes." I think there are many ingredients, it should be enough, right? ”

Aunt Rong waved the knife, held down the fish to disembowel, turned her head and asked him, "How many guests?" ”

Shao Linfeng replied: "One." ”

Aunt Rong took out the internal organs in the fish's belly with her bare hands, and the fishy smell was overwhelming: "It's enough." Are there any things to avoid for guests? ”

Shao Linfeng really didn't know: "There shouldn't be." ”

Before dinner, Zhao Jiaman came to Shao's villa, different from the casual dress of going to the hospital in the morning, she wore a sleeveless black knitted dress that was not eye-catching but very suitable for her style, with a slit on one side, and the snow-white long legs loomed during the walk, and the exposed arm lines were also extremely beautiful.

The black hair with large curls is tied up, and the strands on the top of the skull are loose, creating a languid messy feeling. The slender swan neck is on full view, and the lips are painted with the new lipstick number of the makeup brand she endorses, a soft mist rose.

Zhao Jiaman came over and handed a bottle of overpackaged red wine: "I'm sorry." ”

"Sit down. One more soup is ready for dinner. Shao Linfeng went to the kitchen, brought a spiral-shaped wine decanter, opened the red wine she brought on the spot, and poured it into the decanter.

Zhao Jiaman sat down at the dining table, straightened the hem of her skirt, held her chin with her palm, looked at his elegant and calm appearance when pouring wine, and played with taste: "It's really surprising that you invited me to your house as a guest." I thought last night's Italian dinner was just for you. ”

Shao Linfeng was expressionless: "I want your help with something." ”

"Oh?" Zhao Jiaman became interested, withdrew his hand and sat up straight, "Mr. Shao actually has something to ask me to help with, I'm too rare." Say, what's the matter? ”

"More on that later."

"Mr. Shao, who has always been fast-talking, has actually started to sell Guanzi, and I am looking forward to it even more!"

Shao Linfeng finally showed a trace of impatience and looked directly at her: "Do you have to bring a 'unexpectedly' in one sentence?" The lack of language is like this. ”

Zhao Jiaman: "......"

She saw Shao Linfeng's irritability hidden under the calmness, put away her ridiculous thoughts, pulled her curly hair, and glanced away: "Sister Cicada, why didn't you see her?" ”

No one answered.

Aunt Rong brought the last fish soup, the milky white soup was fresh and fragrant, served in a casserole, sprinkled with a handful of chopped green onions, and the heat was rising.

"Aunt Rong, you go upstairs and ask the cicada to come down for dinner." Shao Linfeng spoke.

"I'll go." Aunt Rong nodded and walked upstairs, muttering, "How can you do it without eating, I'll go and persuade her." ”

Zhao Jiaman probably has a seven-trick exquisite heart, listening to the brief conversation between the two, her eyes rolled and she smacked the inside story. After Aunt Rong left, she asked Shao Linfeng in a suppressed voice: "Have you had a showdown with Liang Chan?" ”

Shao Linfeng glanced at her lightly: "It's time to test your acting skills, don't show me your stuff." ”

"What?" Zhao Jiaman was confused.