The breeze does not pass me by

Chapter 3 My child is being bullied
Shao Lin, who had been living an American routine recently, woke up in the morning for the first time ever.

The facilities in his room are complete. First, he made himself a cup of coffee, sat on the high stool by the island, and drank coffee while reading the manuscript he had written all night.

When he wrote it last night, it was smooth and smooth. Looking at it now, it was full of nonsense, and he didn't even have the desire to revise it. He simply deleted it with one click, and drank the coffee in his cup irritably.The night I stayed up last night was in vain.

Shao Linfeng's bedroom is on the first floor, and the sound insulation is excellent. It wasn't until he turned on the loud rock music that Aunt Rong, who was cleaning outside the door, heard the sound.

She didn't ask, and continued mopping the floor after a short pause.

After a while, Shao Linfeng opened the door and came out. He was decadent and lazy, dressed in pure white home clothes and a black robe.His hair should have been cut long ago, and he didn't bother to go out, letting it grow until it hurt his eyes.

The house was too quiet, it was like this before, but Shao Linfeng quickly noticed something was wrong.

"Where's Xiaochan?" What's wrong is that there is one more person in the family than before.

Aunt Rong stood up straight, supported her waist with one hand, and held the mop pole with the other: "Do you still remember that there are guests at home? Xiaochan went to school early in the morning."

"Go to school?" Shao Linfeng was puzzled.

"I knew you were busy and forgot. Today is the day she returns to school."

Shao Linfeng frowned, realizing his carelessness, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes.Although Ye Peiyong said that his niece is very sensible and worry-free, and he doesn't need to pay any more attention, since he promised to take her in, it is absolutely impossible to let her go.

It's just that he hasn't adapted to having another person in his life, so he ignores her.

Shao Linfeng sat down, picked up a collection of essays from the coffee table, and heard Aunt Rong ask: "Are you hungry? Can I cook something for you?"

"I'm really hungry." Shao Lin smiled.

"I knew it." Aunt Rong dropped the mop and went to the kitchen to wash her hands and cook.

Shao Linfeng first drank the soup that Aunt Rong made the night before, and asked about Liang Chan: "How did Xiao Chan go to school in the morning? Did you send a car?"

Aunt Rong unconsciously showed distressed eyes: "I called the driver, but she stopped me, and the child insisted on taking the bus."

Aunt Rong glanced at him, hesitated to speak, didn't know what to say.

"If you have anything to say, just say it." When Shao Linfeng drank the soup, he caught her hesitant look from the corner of his eye.

"Don't blame me for talking too much." With his approval, Aunt Rong finally spoke her mind, "Girls of this age are sensitive and fragile, and they will inevitably act according to the face of the host if you don't show concern. I'm afraid that she will be more cautious in the future, and she will easily have psychological problems in the long run. She is a senior in high school, and the pressure brought by the college entrance examination is already great."

It was quite a long passage, but Shao Linfeng didn't interrupt, and raised his head after she finished speaking, his eyes were calm, and he didn't seem to express his opinion.

Aunt Rong knows his temperament, he doesn't like others to dictate his life, otherwise he wouldn't have moved from Beicheng to Yicheng, just to avoid the nagging of the old man at home.

"Look at me, you're a scholar, you know more truths than I do, you don't need me to remind you." Aunt Rong found a way for herself.

Shao Linfeng watched Aunt Rong's back as she went to the kitchen, thinking about what she just said.

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Evening self-study at 10 o'clock in high school, and the last bus is at 30:[-].

After the bell rang, Liang Chan picked up her schoolbag and walked out of the classroom with a sullen head under the strange eyes of others.With a new address, she had to hurry to the bus station to go back early.

Walking out of the school gate, exaggerated exclamations from the boys entered her ears.

"I rely on it to be a Rolls-Royce. There are still rich second generations of this level in our school?"

"Just wait and see who sits on it and you'll know."

"I really want to sit in and enjoy myself."

"Go to bed early tonight, your dream will come true hahahaha."

Liang Chan didn't care about luxury cars, turned left without raising her head, and ran towards the bus stop at a faster pace. The 409 bus passes through a lot of stations, and if it is full of passengers, it will be bad if she cannot squeeze in.

The consequence of not looking the way is bumping headfirst into someone else.

Liang Chan covered her forehead and raised her eyelids. It was a middle-aged man with a kind face. The other party smiled and said, "Ms. Liang Chan, right? Mister asked me to pick you up."

The direction the middle-aged man raised his finger was a car that looked very expensive - the Rolls Royce that those boys said.

Liang Chan didn't want to be someone's gossip, she had enough gossip, adding one more would probably overwhelm her to death.

The middle-aged man seemed to understand her resistance, and said Shao Linfeng's name: "Mr. is waiting for you in the car."

Astonishment flashed across Liang Chan's face, she bit the bullet and got into the car.

From the corner of my eye, those boys dropped their jaws in shock.

The driver didn't lie to her, Shao Linfeng sat in the back row, leaning on the backrest with his eyes closed.The roof of the car is a beautiful starry sky, covering the man's handsome face, like a sacred and inviolable god.

Liang Chan took only one look and then withdrew her scrutiny, holding her schoolbag without making any disturbing sound.

After the car started, Shao Linfeng opened his slightly tired eyes and looked at the little girl beside him.In my impression, high school girls wear ponytails. This one in front of me has long black hair loosely covering her entire face. Will it not block her view while doing homework?

Shao Linfeng coughed lightly.

Liang Chan was like a frightened bird, her body trembled, she let go of her biting lips, and said hello: "Mr. Shao."

"Hmm." Shao Linfeng thought of something, and smiled lightly, "Why aren't you called Uncle Shao?"

Liang Chan didn't look at him, and said truthfully, "Uncle won't let me call you that."

Wasn't he there?When she called him Uncle Shao, his uncle said that she had no eyesight.

Shao Linfeng asked curiously, as if he wasn't there, "Why doesn't your uncle let you go?"

This question is not difficult to answer, Liang Chan said word by word: "Uncle thinks you are too young, making Uncle look old." She added, "I think so too."

The birthday she celebrated was an adult, not a child. It is not appropriate to call a man under the age of 30 uncle.

Shao Linfeng clenched one hand into a fist, resting on his chin, and laughed like a drizzle: "Student, are you used to not looking at people when you talk?"

Not only did she not look at people, but she sat still, and he felt like he was talking to a puppet.

Liang Chan was startled, quickly raised her eyes to look at him, then lowered her head, combed her hair a few times with her fingers to cover her left cheek.

She moved extremely fast, but she did not escape Shao Linfeng's sharp eyes. He narrowed his black eyes and straightened his sitting posture: "What's wrong with your face?"

Liang Chan's voice was as low as the dust: "It's okay, you read it wrong."

"Raise your head and take your hands away." Shao Linfeng's tone was cold, and an undeniable aura was revealed in an instant, making people subconsciously want to submit to him.

Liang Chan was stubborn and didn't listen to him.

Shao Linfeng lost patience: "Liang Chan."

He no longer called her Xiaochan, and it sounded like he was angry, although there was no trace of anger on his expression.

How dare Liang Chan disobey him, he is the benefactor who took her in.After a few seconds of thought struggle, she slowly straightened her neck, turned her head to face him, and exposed her entire face in his sight.

Shao Linfeng frowned: "How did you do it?"

The left side of her face was red and swollen, with finger marks printed on it, and the corner of her mouth was cut and scabbed, leaving a little mark.

Liang Chan clenched her fingers, unable to speak: "Can you stop asking?" Her eyes were begging, like a little stray dog ​​rummaging through a trash can by the side of the road.

Shao Linfeng thought that he needed to clarify a fact with her: "Your uncle entrusted you to me to mean that I will act as your guardian temporarily, and I have the right to know what happened to you in school."

Liang Chan wanted to say, I'm over the age of [-] and I don't need a guardian.

But how could she say such a thing?Also too ignorant.She chooses to keep her mouth shut.

Shao Linfeng called her name again, his voice sank two degrees: "Liang Chan."

Liang Chan took a deep breath, felt the overwhelming majesty of Mount Tai, and mumbled, "I was beaten by my classmates because of a little personal grievance."

"The teacher doesn't care?"

"The teacher doesn't know."

"You have a big mouth and don't know how to file a complaint?" Shao Linfeng pressed, "Tell me, why did that classmate beat you?"

Liang Chan was forced to have an emotional breakdown, her eyes quickly filled with tears, her voice choked with sobs: "I, I don't want to say if I can..."

Shao Linfeng was taken aback for a moment, and his flickering eyes showed he was at a loss. He didn't expect to make people cry after asking a few words.

Fortunately, the car stopped and they arrived home.

Aunt Rong waited in the living room and prepared a rich and nutritious supper for the senior high school students. When she heard the sound of a car stopping in the yard, she hurriedly opened the door to greet her: "Xiao Chan is back, isn't it cold?"

Liang Chan shook her head, wiped away her tears, but her eyes were still red.

Aunt Rong was frightened: "Why are you crying?"

After she finished speaking, she looked at the man behind. The black woolen coat set off his figure, and he was indifferent and ruthless under the cover of the night. In contrast, he had a slightly flustered expression on his face.

"Xiao Chan, I didn't mean it." He shouted at the figure of the girl in front of him.

Aunt Rong: "..."

Liang Chan paused for a moment, and her emotions eased up. Thinking back to the actions just now, she felt somewhat embarrassed. She shouldn't be angry with him: "It's not your fault, it's my own problem."

Shao Linfeng entered the room and came to her. Seeing that she had stopped crying, he breathed a sigh of relief: "What's the phone number of your head teacher?"

Liang Chan raised her head: "Why are you asking this?"

Shao Linfeng said seriously: "My child has been bullied, I have to ask the teacher for an explanation."

Liang Chan's heart trembled suddenly, she stared at this man whom she had known for only two days, and didn't recover for a long time.She had already forgotten how long she hadn't been trusted and supported unconditionally.

"If..." Liang Chan looked at him, and said without confidence, "What if it's my problem?"

Shao Linfeng thought very simply: "No matter whose fault it is, the other party's actions are wrong, and I need to apologize to you."

Liang Chan shook her head: "But, it is true that I am sorry for her, and she deserves to hit me. I owe her this."

Shao Linfeng didn't understand, and his expression was a little dazed, but Liang Chan didn't intend to explain: "Forget it."

She said forget it doesn't mean it really forget it. After she finished her supper and went upstairs to do her homework, Shao Linfeng called Ye Peiyong who was far away in Germany and got Liang Chan's class teacher's mobile phone number.

After watching from the sidelines, Aunt Rong smiled gratifiedly, just like a parent.

(End of this chapter)