The breeze does not pass me by

Chapter 15 It's Time to Test Your Acting Skills

Shao Linfeng's family is well-off, and everything went smoothly since he was a child. There are only things he doesn't want to do, and there is nothing he can't do.In the past twenty years of his life, the only time he struggled was how to tell the elders in his family that he did not want to inherit a huge family business, but wanted to engage in a career he was interested in.

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

Liang Chan waited for a long time, but he didn't see him answering the question "Is Zhao Jiaman his girlfriend?" With a lonely voice, she simply opened the skylight and poured out all the words in her heart: "Shao Linfeng, I want to tell you, I like you. Not a little girl Children like to make small fights, in fact, I understood my own intentions a long time ago, and after a long time of thinking, I am sure that my feelings for you are real, not imagined when I was lonely and helpless..."

"Liang Chan." Shao Linfeng interrupted in a panic, afraid that she would talk too much and it would be difficult to undo it, "Listen to me, Liang Chan. You are only 19 years old, and you have seen too few people and experienced too many things. The degree will limit your judgment. When you go out in the future and meet more people, you will find that it is not mature enough to fall in love at the age of eighteen or nineteen.”

Liang Chan blinked her eyes, the eye sockets were wet without warning, and asked him in disbelief: "You think I'm naive?"

"That's not what I meant." Shao Linfeng picked up the paper box, took out a few sheets of paper and handed them to her, "Calm down first, let's have a good talk."

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

She admits that choosing to confess now is a little impulsive, but cannot deny that her feelings for him are "immature" and that it hurts too much.

Shao Linfeng had no choice but to wipe her tears in person and express his heart: "I have reflected on it for a long time today. Is it because I did something wrong that you misunderstood me. I was entrusted by your uncle to take care of you. I count you as half an elder. you……"

"I see!"

Liang Chan closed his eyes and opened them again, his expression was so calm, with a trace of remorse in his calm, as if he regretted being so good to her and making her fall in love with him.

Her heart fell into an ice cave.

"Okay, I get it." Liang Chan turned his face away, and his finger holding a tissue wiped the tip of her nose, she nodded, desperately holding back her tears, her voice still choked up, "I got it, I got it."

She was confused and couldn't say anything else, just repeated these four words over and over again.

Shao Linfeng had a severe headache: "What do you know?"

Liang Chan tried her best to raise her head to meet his gaze. There were broken tears in her eyes. Matched with her cheeks that had not yet subsided from swelling and blood stasis, she looked pitiful and determined: "I see, your kindness to me is not due to your kindness to me." Favor, let alone liking me, you want to repay the favor you owe to my uncle, right? Maybe there is also sympathy for me. "

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

Shao Linfeng opened his mouth, wanting to justify something, but he had no chance.Aunt Rong happened to come back at this time, carrying a black plastic bag, in which a fish was jumping around, and the plastic bag rattled.The driver followed behind her and helped bring in two large bags of ingredients.

There were fine drops of water on their bodies, and Liang Chan suddenly realized that the gorgeous clouds had disappeared, and it was raining, just like the first day she came to this villa.

She came alone and was destined to leave alone.

Aunt Rong shook off the rainwater from her shoulders and sleeves, and looked in the direction of the two of them in the living room. Her eyesight was so good that she couldn't speak, and she could see that Liang Chan was crying at a cursory glance.

She dropped the plastic bag, let the fish struggle in it, and walked quickly: "What's wrong with Xiaochan? Are you 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'm going upstairs first, you guys have dinner, I'm not hungry, so I won't come down."

She ran upstairs in one breath, crying out of breath, leaning her back against the door panel, slowly slid to the ground, and buried her face between her knees.

Liang Chan, why are you crying? Didn't you imagine this kind of ending the moment you confessed your love?What can't you accept?

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

Originally, she wanted to show Shao Linfeng her tattoo, and tell him that those small soft lines represent the wind, and it is Shao Linfeng's wind.

There is no need to say it now.

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

"What's wrong with her? Don't you need to go up and take a look?" Aunt Rong stomped her feet anxiously.

"She is fine and needs some time to calm down. Don't disturb her, let her be alone for a while." Shao Linfeng did not explain the previous situation, and persuaded vaguely.

Aunt Rong looked upstairs, then at him, and gradually figured out something was wrong: "It's what you said to her."

Shao Linfeng didn't want to talk about this matter, so he changed the subject very abruptly: "It's getting late, you go to the kitchen to cook."

"Xiaochan said she won't eat, so what else should I do?" With his evasive attitude, Aunt Rong became more and more sure that he said something that aroused Xiaochan's sadness. She felt sorry for Xiaochan from the bottom of her heart, so she was naturally dissatisfied "It's true, sir, Xiaochan is eight or nine years older, so why bother with her? Let her do everything more, she is a helpless child, no one to comfort her when she is wronged, no one to help her when she is bullied, What else can I do but bear it myself?"

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

Aunt Rong didn't understand what he was thinking, and judged according to her own age and experience: "Eighteen or nineteen years old, still in school, isn't it a child? So you should take it easy."

Seemingly getting the answer he wanted, Shao Linfeng firmly believed that his handling method was correct.

She is just a child who has not experienced much in the world. What do you know?
Since it is inappropriate, it should be cut off before the situation becomes serious, so as not to get out of control in the future.

Seeing that he seemed to have figured something out, Aunt Rong relaxed her brows and eyes, so she stopped annoying him with her long-winded chatter, and bent over to grab the fish that had successfully escaped from the plastic bag and went to the kitchen to dispose of it.

Fish scales splashed in the pool, and Shao Linfeng walked in with a cigarette: "There are guests coming tonight, so cook a few more dishes. I think there are plenty of ingredients, so they should be enough, right?"

Aunt Rong swung the knife, held the fish open, turned to ask him, "How many guests?"

Shao Linfeng replied, "One."

Aunt Rong took out the viscera from the belly of the fish with her bare hands, and the smell was overwhelming: "Enough. Are there any taboos for the guests?"

Shao Linfeng really didn't know: "Probably not."

Before dinner, Zhao Jiaman came to Shao's villa. Unlike the casual outfit she wore when she went to the hospital in the morning, she wore a sleeveless black knit dress that was not eye-catching but suited her style very well. There was a slit on one side, and her long snow-white legs were faintly visible as she walked. , The exposed arm lines are also very beautiful.

The curly black hair was tied up, and the hair on the top of the skull was picked loose, creating a lazy and messy feeling.The slender swan neck can be seen at a glance, and the lips are painted with the new lipstick number of the makeup brand she endorsed, soft mist rose.

Zhao Jiaman came slowly and presented a bottle of overpacked red wine: "Excuse me."

"Sit down. One more soup and we'll be ready for dinner." Shao Linfeng went to the kitchen, brought a spiral 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, put her palm on her chin, watched him pour wine gracefully and calmly, and played with taste: "It's surprising that you invited me to your house as a guest. I thought last night's Italian The meal is considered to be your cleansing up for me."

Shao Linfeng remained expressionless: "I need your help with something."

"Oh?" Zhao Jiaman became interested, and sat up straight with her hands back, "It's rare for Mr. Shao to ask me for help. Tell me, what's the matter?"

"talk about it later."

"Mr. Shao, who has always been quick to talk, has started to play tricks. I look forward to it even more!"

Shao Linfeng finally showed a hint of impatience, and looked directly at her: "You have to include 'surprisingly' in every sentence? The lack of language is like this."

Zhao Jiaman: "..."

She saw Shao Linfeng's irritability hidden under his calmness, put away his teasing thoughts, brushed his curly hair, and looked away: "Sister Xiaochan, why didn't you see her?"

No one answered.

Aunt Rong brought the last fish soup. The milky white soup was delicious and rich. It was served in a casserole, with a handful of green onions sprinkled on top, and the heat was rising.

"Aunt Rong, you go upstairs and ask Xiaochan to come down for dinner." Shao Linfeng said.

"I'll go right away." Aunt Rong nodded as she walked upstairs, muttering, "How can I do without eating, I'll go and persuade her."

Zhao Jiaman probably has an exquisite heart, listening to the brief conversation between the two, she could figure out the inside story as soon as she rolled her eyes.After Aunt Rong left, she lowered her voice and asked Shao Linfeng, "Have you had a showdown with Liang Chan?"

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

"What?" Zhao Jiaman was at a loss.

(End of this chapter)