Shao Linfeng brought a cool and alcoholic smell of dust, his face was very bad, there was a heavy gloom between his eyebrows, his eyes were red and bloodshot, and he didn't sleep well for a few days.

Aunt Rong was frightened, and hurriedly took a step back to let him in: "You didn't drive by yourself, did you?" ”

"The driver sent me over, and the person just left." Shao Linfeng went into the house to change his shoes, his body was wrapped in the warmth of the room, and gradually warmed up, so he felt a little alive.

"That's good, that's good." Aunt Rong's heart was slightly relieved, she closed the door casually, and hung the coat he took off on the hanger, "Isn't it in Beicheng for the New Year?" ”

Shao Linfeng didn't explain much, and his mood was light: "I had a reunion dinner at noon." ”

The atmosphere of the old mansion was suffocating, he didn't want to stay for a moment, and after chatting with the old man in the afternoon, he left to go back to Yicheng.

"Have you eaten yet?" Shao Linfeng took off the dark gray scarf around his neck and took it in his hand, walked to the living room, glanced into the dining room at random, and found the girl lying there.

Aunt Rong quickly brewed a glass of honey water and brought it to him: "I called the little cicada to come over to accompany me, we have eaten almost, do you want to eat some more?" ”

Shao Linfeng was unheard.

Aunt Rong looked up at him suspiciously, and handed the water cup in her hand forward: "Drink some honey to relieve hangover." ”

She ...... How did you lie down? ”

Shao Linfeng lowered his eyelashes, took the cup of honey water with his fingertips trembling slightly, tried his best to hide his inner unpeace, and brought the cup to his lips and took a sip.

Aunt Rong patted her head, and said with some tears and laughter: "Blame me, I poured her a bowl of rice wine made a few days ago, she drank a small amount of wine, and she got drunk as soon as she drank it." ”

Shao Linfeng bent down and put down the cup, originally going back to the room, but walked towards the restaurant uncontrollably.

The table is full of delicacies, and a pot sits on the induction cooker in the middle, and the pork rib soup is bubbling and fragrant with the heat. The girl's face was pillowed on her arm, her eyes were closed, and she looked quiet and well-behaved like a cat curled up in a cushion.

Her face was flushed, and she didn't know if it was from the heating or from being drunk.

"Little cicada? Little cicadas? Aunt Rong nudged her shoulder.

Liang Chan's face rubbed the back of his hand and grunted in protest, looking like a kindergarten child who didn't sleep well and was forcibly pulled up by his parents for a spring outing.

Aunt Rong couldn't wake her up, and showed a helpless smile at Shao Linfeng.

Shao Linfeng is in charge: "Aunt Rong, you go upstairs to clean up the room where Xiao Cicada used to live, and let her have a good rest." ”

"Hey!"

Even if Mr. doesn't say it, Aunt Rong thinks so. The driver went home for the New Year, Mr. couldn't drive after drinking, and no one sent Liang Chan back, so the best way was to let her stay here for one night.

Liang Cicada fell into a deep sleep, and he didn't wake up when he was beaten and picked up, one arm was placed in front of him, and the other arm hung down, dangling in the air. His head was tilted against Shao Linfeng's warm chest, and he couldn't tell who had the stronger smell of wine.

Shao Linfeng held her steadily, stepped on the stairs step by step, and his lowered gaze lingered on her quiet face.

Aunt Rong quickly made the bed, and when she came out, she bumped into this scene, and she felt weird, Mr. looked at the little cicada's eyes, she couldn't say it......

Shao Linfeng put Liang Chan on the bed, knelt on one knee beside the bed, and pulled the quilt over her.

Probably because the bed he once lay on was too familiar, even Liang Chan in his sleep could still feel a sense of security, turned over and buried himself in the quilt, and slept peacefully and sweetly.

Shao Linfeng stretched out his hand, brushed away the hair that covered her face, his fingertips touched her soft, hot cheeks, and suddenly retracted his hand as if he had been pricked by a thorn.

He walked out of the room slightly embarrassed.

When Shao Linfeng went downstairs, Aunt Rong had just finished cleaning up the table and asked him if he wanted to drink soup, and there was bone broth in the kitchen that had been slowly simmered all afternoon, and it tasted just right.

Shao Linfeng said no, took a box of cigarettes to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Tiny snowflakes swirl and fall under the street lights, like swarms of small insects flying around the lamps in summer. There was no warning in the afternoon, but it snowed in the evening. Luckily, he made it back just before the snowstorm came.

It may be his only good fortune.

Aunt Rong came out of the kitchen and saw that he was smoking again, she frowned, knowing that she couldn't stop him, so she simply went to persuade him without annoying.

Who knew that Shao Linfeng took the initiative to pinch his cigarette, turned around and looked over, his low voice seemed a little lonely in the quiet night: "Aunt Rong, are you still okay?" Let's sit down and talk. ”

He sat down on the couch and took a sip of the unfinished honey water.

Aunt Rong was a little inexplicable, paused, walked over, and sat down on the single sofa on the side.

"The cicada came here in the afternoon?" Shao Linfeng asked.

"Hmm."

"Did she tell you anything?"

Aunt Rong became more and more confused, she talked a lot with Xiao Cicada, do you want her to repeat them one by one?

"What do you mean?" Aunt Rong asked.

"Whatever."

Aunt Rong was confused, she didn't know where to start, and said with a smile: "I didn't talk about anything important, it was all trivial things in daily life, and if you want me to say that I really don't know how to talk about it." ”

Shao Linfeng held the cup with his long fingers and turned around: "She didn't mention me to you?" ”

"Not really."

Aunt Rong remembered very well that she first mentioned whether her husband had contacted her recently, and then she asked what was wrong, and then she didn't mention it again.

"That's it." Shao Linfeng rubbed the wall of the cup, unable to understand what he was struggling with and what he was looking for.

Aunt Rong looked at his contemplative face, and a bold guess came out of her mind, which frightened her so much that she didn't dare to speak out for a long time.

In the end, reason prevailed over curiosity, and she didn't ask.

On the contrary, it was Shao Linfeng, who noticed that her expression was different, and asked, "What do you want to say?" ”

Aunt Rong repeatedly overturned her guesses, and felt that there were traces to follow, so she had to risk offending her employer and asked: "Are you ...... to Xiao Cicada?" she changed to a more euphemistic expression, "Do you have different feelings?" ”

It is not the elders who take care of the children under the fence, it is the men who treat the women who are equal to him.

Shao Linfeng was in his mind, as if he had been cast a spell, and the whole person was frozen.

It turns out that this is what he has been struggling with and worrying about.

Maybe he already knew his heart, but he didn't want to admit it, and he went to see her under the guise of looking for Liang Chan to apologize, covering up his true emotions.

And he just asked Aunt Rong if Liang Chan had asked about him, but he was looking for evidence that she still liked him.

After a long time, Shao Linfeng smiled bitterly: "I used to live too selfishly, everything was in my own hands, and when Xiao Cicada expressed his mind to me, I had the feeling that things were out of control for the first time." I don't like the feeling of being derailed, so the first thought is to deal with it as soon as possible and let life return to its original peace. It was I who was too anxious and didn't use the right method, which not only hurt her, but also tortured myself. ”

He was talking to himself, and he was also talking to Aunt Rong. These words were held back in his heart for a long time.

Aunt Rong was so shocked that her lips trembled and she lost her ability to organize her language.

No matter how much she used her imagination, she never imagined that Xiao Cicada actually liked Mr. and confessed to him. Living under the same roof, why didn't she see her thoughts?

Shao Linfeng leaned on the back of the sofa, covered his face with one hand, and after a long time, his hand was put down, and his eyes stared blankly at the lamp overhead: "When she plucked up the courage to say that she liked me, my reason told me that she was still young, I was nearly ten years older than her, and we were not suitable." In the end, I lived this age in vain, and I didn't notice when I had different feelings for her. ”

Aunt Rong remembered a long-ago thing, on the day Mr. brought Zhao Jiaman back, the little cicada hid upstairs and refused to come down to eat, she thought that the two had a conflict, and persuaded Mr. not to worry about the little cicada in everything, let her order, after all, she was eight or nine years older than her.

The gentleman thought for a few seconds and suddenly asked her, you think she is a child, right?

She didn't think too much about it at the time, what she said was that she was still in school at the age of eighteen or nineteen, wasn't she a child?

The gentleman's eyes became determined, as if he believed that she was right.

Thinking back to his eyes at that time, Aunt Rong understood what he meant, and he wasn't sure if he was the right thing to do to reject Xiao Cicada, so he asked the people around him for recognition. But she didn't know what she meant and gave the wrong message.

Aunt Rong said wistfully: "If you tell the truth earlier, I will persuade you to accept the little cicada." Of course, it is also possible that I will not be able to persuade you at that time. ”

(End of chapter)