The breeze does not pass me by

Chapter 10 Tattoos Are a Kind of Commemoration
After the results of the second exam, Liang Chan finally lived up to Shao Linfeng's expectations and got the second best result in the grade.Although he once said that he had no expectations of her, he told her not to put so much pressure on herself.Liang Chan couldn't help but care.

If this score can be stabilized, it will not be a problem to pass the exam.

During the last review period, Liang Chan got rid of distracting thoughts and devoted all his attention to studying.

The number of days on the countdown sign is decreasing day by day, and finally the college entrance examination is ushered in.

The driver drove her to the examination room, and Shao Linfeng came with him. Like the parents who came to send the test, he got out of the car and touched her head, and added a word of encouragement: "Don't think about it in the test room, relax, Take the exam well, and I will give you a reward after the exam."

He knew Liang Chan's strength, so he just had to play normally.

In the past few months, under his guidance, Liang Chan became much more cheerful, holding the pencil case behind her back, looking up at him: "May I first ask what the reward is?"

Shao Linfeng said, "Secret it."

"Okay then." Liang Chan didn't ask too persistently, and took a few steps backwards, turned around and ran into the examination room.

Shao Linfeng watched the figure bouncing away under the camphor tree, and thought, this is what a girl of her age should look like, she doesn't have to be so lively, at least she has a glimmer of hope for her future life, and she no longer thinks about her own life. It doesn't make any sense in this world.

The two days of June [-]th and [-]th passed by in a flash.

I have worked hard for more than ten years, just to be proud of the spring breeze.Teachers and parents liken the college entrance examination as "a watershed in life" and "a single-plank bridge for tens of thousands of people". After the real experience, you will find that it is so ordinary, no different from other days.

On the afternoon after the exam, the class group was bustling with activity. There were hundreds of messages, but no one was discussing the topic. They were all discussing where to have dinner at night, what time to meet up, whether to go to the KTV to sing after eating, or go to the bar to explore the new world.

From a distance, Liang Chan saw the familiar Rolls Royce parked under the shade of a tree, trotting over.

The driver was not there, and Shao Linfeng was driving today. She sat in the passenger seat, put the pencil case on her lap, and straightened the bangs stuck to her forehead.

The weather is too hot, and the road from the teaching building to the school gate is already profusely sweating.

Shao Linfeng put one hand on the steering wheel, looked at her sideways, and handed her a tissue. Without asking how she was doing in the exam, she said in a normal tone, "What cuisine do you want to eat tonight? Aunt Rong is not at home, so we can handle dinner by ourselves." .”

The implication is that they eat outside.

On Liang Chan's birthday, he cooked it himself, but the results were not satisfactory. It's hard for her to give face, and eliminated those strange steaks, pasta and mushroom soup, which didn't hurt his confidence too much.But he is self-aware and has rarely cooked since then.

"Huh? Oh, we... Our class has dinner at night."

After Liang Chan's phone was turned on, it buzzed and vibrated non-stop, and she replied to his words while reading the news.

Originally, she didn't really want to go, but when Shao Linfeng asked, she didn't want to go even more. Rather than having dinner with classmates she didn't know very well, she might as well have dinner with him.So she changed the subject: "But, I don't plan to go."

Shao Linfeng seldom interfered with her choice, but this time, he said disapprovingly: "It's the last party of your high school career. You will regret it if you don't go to it. Some classmates may be waiting to say goodbye to you formally."

Liang Chan muttered: "I haven't known my classmates for long, so no one should care if I go or not."

She just transferred here a few months before the college entrance examination, and it can't compare to the two or three years of friendship with other classmates. Only her deskmate, Chen Xiaoyin, has helped her a lot, and they have a good relationship.

As soon as she thought of Chen Xiaoyin, she sent a private message with a tacit understanding: "Liang Chan, Liang Chan, Liang Chan, are you going to the class dinner? I'll pick you up."

Liang Chan picked up the phone and looked at it, showing hesitation.

Shao Linfeng carefully noticed her expression, and made a decision for her: "Go and relax with your classmates. Where is the location, I will take you there."

"Okay." Liang Chan raised her head, "I want to go home and change clothes first, is that okay?"

She was wearing long trousers, which were tightly wrapped around her legs, and she was uncomfortable when she was sweating.

"There's nothing wrong with that." Shao Linfeng laughed, turned the car around and drove on the way home, "It's okay to dress up nicely and drink some wine. The college entrance examination is over, so don't worry so much."

Liang Chan thought, if he really becomes someone's parent in the future, he must be the most enlightened parent.He can guide and illuminate people at any time, and with him, troubles will be much less.

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Liang Chan took a shower, wrapped in a bathrobe, and went to the closet to choose clothes.Some of her clothes were purchased with the help of Aunt Rong. They were mainly comfortable and simple, and they were requested by herself.

Among the many plain clothes, her eyes were attracted by a small pure black skirt.It was the one that Shao Linfeng gave her a long time ago, but she never found a suitable opportunity to wear it.

Liang Chan took it out, put it on hesitantly, blushed and straightened her hair, and went downstairs to find Shao Linfeng.

He was on the phone with someone, and when he finished the call, he turned around and saw her wearing a skirt, lowering her head slightly cautiously and staring at the toe of her shoes.

Shao Linfeng smiled and praised: "It's very beautiful, and it suits you very well."

Liang Chan's face became even redder, and the blush spread all the way to the ears and neck, and she dared to look up at him after a while: "You don't have to drive me off, my deskmate takes a taxi and will come to pick me up." She added, "I'm with you The table is for girls."

Shao Linfeng nodded lightly: "Be careful on the road. Also, you can drink at parties, but don't drink too much."

"Yeah. Then I'm leaving." Liang Chan didn't forget to worry about his dinner before leaving, "What do you eat at night alone?"

Shao Linfeng shook his phone: "A friend came to Yicheng, just got off the plane, called me, and made an appointment to have dinner together in the evening."

Liang Chan didn't think much, went out with a small bag on her back, and took the taxi brought by Chen Xiaoyin.

As soon as Chen Xiaoyin saw her, she covered her mouth with both hands in surprise, her eyes lit up: "Wow, Xiaochan, you are usually quite hidden, and you look so beautiful in this dress, like a princess!"

Liang Chan lowered her eyelashes and smiled faintly. That was just her superficial appearance, but in fact her life was poor, which was far from what the word "princess" represented.

Chen Xiaoyin was so nervous that she didn't notice her emotional change, so she dragged her and chattered that she had done a big thing just now: "Show you my tattoo! I ran to the tattoo shop to get it right after the exam. I thought it would be very difficult." It hurts, but it turned out okay, it’s almost like an ant bite, it’s numb.”

She has a small rose tattooed on her collarbone, with clean and simple lines, and it is a bright embellishment on her fair skin.

Liang Chan took a few more glances and praised sincerely: "It's beautiful."

Chen Xiaoyin chuckled and twisted her body quite proudly.

Liang Chan asked her: "Which shop did you write?"

Chen Xiaoyin turned her head abruptly, staring at her face: "You ask this because you want to write one yourself?"

Liang Chan didn't think about it for too long, and nodded: "I have this idea."

Chen Xiaoyin became interested, and chatted with her endlessly: "What pattern do you want to tattoo? Many of the patterns displayed in the albums in that tattoo shop are very good-looking, and it is difficult to choose. I still chose roses, which I love. In fact, I also want to write a string of English letters, which is very emotional.”

When Liang Chan proposed getting a tattoo, she already had a definite answer in her heart, so she didn't confess to Chen Xiaoyin: "Let's talk about it when we get there."

Chen Xiaoyin repeatedly asked for confirmation: "Do you really want to write? You have to think about it. You can't be impulsive. It will be difficult to wash it off later, and it will leave marks."

She thought Liang Chan was the kind of dull person who wasn't interested in things like tattoos, did she get it wrong?
Liang Chan looked at the bright sky outside the car window and the large clouds in the sky.The sky in summer is always so blue, like it has been washed by water.The sun is hot and everything is flourishing.

"Tattoos are also a kind of commemoration." Liang Chan answered her in disguise, and she would not regret it.

(End of this chapter)