The breeze does not pass me by

Chapter 46 The person in front of me is not an illusion
Shao Linfeng looked at Aunt Rong, and twitched the corners of his mouth to show an inconspicuous smile: "Don't you think it's inappropriate?"

"Xiaochan has a poor background. She is a good child who needs love. She likes you. You are more mature than her. It is great that you can protect her. Age is not that important. Old couples and young wives in today's world It's not unusual in society, and you don't look much older than Xiaochan." Aunt Rong babbled, and couldn't stop talking, "I like this child from the bottom of my heart, and I hope she can have someone to rely on. life can be smoother. If that person is you, I must be very satisfied. "

Shao Linfeng took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, unlit it, and held the pipe with his fingertips. After hearing Aunt Rong's easy-to-understand words, he couldn't even smile.

In vain he has read so many books, he has no knowledge, and he can't think clearly like Aunt Rong, who can't read a few big characters.

Aunt Rong finished talking about her expectations, returned to reality, and shook her head: "It's useless to say this now, it's too late. Xiaochan has a boyfriend. I've seen pictures of that boy. He's handsome and cheerful, just like Xiaochan. It fits well."

Shao Linfeng was silent. After a long time, Fang found his voice: "Did she tell you?"

"Well, it can be seen that they have a good relationship. The boy called her in the afternoon, and the two chatted for a while." Aunt Rong observed his expression and told the truth.

Shao Linfeng's expression was lacklustre, and he crushed a cigarette with his fingertips.

It's ridiculous that he held faint hopes, hoping that it was Liang Chan's trick to retaliate against him.

How could he have forgotten that he is the only despicable person in this world.It was a mistake to ask Zhao Jiaman to act in the first place. She made a promise, and he really regretted it one day.

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Liang Chan was awakened by the ringing of the mobile phone, dizzy and stretched out her hands to search beside the pillow, but she couldn't find the mobile phone.

She squinted her eyes and struggled to sit up. The phone hung up automatically after not answering for too long, the screen went out, and her eyes were completely dark.Her eyes couldn't adapt to the dark environment for a while, and she couldn't see anything clearly, which made her very dazed, not knowing where she was.

Liang Chan hugged the quilt and leaned against the head of the bed for a few seconds, when a message came in on the phone, and the screen turned on again.She saw the familiar bed sheets and quilts with the faint light.

Muscle memory emerged, she raised her hand and turned on the lamp on the bedside table, the warm yellow light was cast down, and every part of the room emerged clearly, exactly the same as when she left.

The desk she used to do her homework has not been removed, and an eye-protecting desk lamp stands quietly at the corner of the desk, with a stack of books in the middle.

Liang Chan rubbed her sore and swollen temples, looked down at her clothes, it was the thin sweater she wore when eating, no wonder she always felt hot when she fell asleep.

She raised her sleeve and took a deep sniff near the tip of her nose. There was a smell of food.

Memories of before getting drunk flooded her brain, Liang Chan patted her head in frustration, she could get drunk even with a bowl of rice wine, she also admired her drinking capacity.

Getting out of bed and pulling on the cotton mop, Liang Chan suddenly paused, thinking of a question: How did Aunt Rong, who was a head shorter than her, move her from the dining room to the room on the second floor?

She racked her brain and couldn't find any impression of being drunk.

Liang Chan picked up the mobile phone that she had forgotten, and the time showed five past midnight.

The missed call was from Jiang Qishu, but she didn't respond, so he sent a WeChat message instead.

Jiang Qishu: "Liang Chan, are you asleep?"

Jiang Qishu: "Happy New Year, I wish my girlfriend all the best in the new year!"

Jiang Qishu: "I'll show you the fireworks."

The latest piece of news is a recorded video.

Liang Chan stood by the bed and clicked on the video. In the picture, there was a pitch-black night, and in the distant sky, there were large fireworks going off, like falling stars, so brilliant and dazzling, it seemed that there were fine and dense dust floating in the sky.No, that's not dust, it's snowflakes that are falling very fast.

Fireworks and snowflakes appear in the same picture frame, a strange and beautiful dream, just like a fairy tale world.Even through the screen, Liang Chan was dazed.

I don't know where Jiang Qishu is in Yicheng, but he can set off fireworks.

At the end of the video, the camera is switched to the front, and Jiang Qishu's face appears.He was standing by a semi-circular carved balcony, wearing a warm white wool hat, with short black hair protruding from the edge of the hat, looking obedient, like a little bear.The snowflakes were blown into the open balcony by the wind and landed on his eyelashes and face. He smiled like the warm sun and said to her personally: "Liang Chan, Happy New Year!"

The video ends here.

Liang Chan was in a daze, looked up at the window, and drew the curtains, but she couldn't see anything.

She walked to the window, opened the corner of the curtain, put her face on the window glass, put her hands next to her eyes, and saw that it was snowing heavily outside, even bigger than the one in Jiang Qishu's video.People can't help but wonder whose down quilt was torn, and the goose feathers ran out and flew into the air.

The alcohol in Liang Chan's body hadn't been completely decomposed, and the alcohol made her excited. As soon as her brain got hot, she put on a down jacket and went downstairs quietly, so as not to wake up Aunt Rong who was a light sleeper.

Open the gate and come to the yard, the sound of falling snow is amplified in my ears, the world is quiet and noisy.

The icy air occupied all senses, Liang Chan shuddered, reached out to catch the snowflake, held it in front of his eyes, it was really like the drawing in the anime, the snowflake had six corners, and patterns extended from both sides of each corner.

Not only this one shape, but also many different shapes, each snowflake has a unique beauty.

Liang Chan was not afraid of the cold wind, walking through the yard, her feet crunching on the snow.The street lights are always on, illuminating the deep and shallow footprints in the snow.

She picked up a branch and drew a small tree in the shape of a Christmas tree on a piece of clean snow that had not been stepped on. She took a photo and sent it to Jiang Qishu, with a sentence: "Happy New Year."

The next second, he played a video call.

Liang Chan connected the phone, and Jiang Qishu's face moved closer to the camera, filling the entire screen.There were long white strips of paper pasted on his forehead and temples, which was a bit funny, and Liang Chan was stunned.

Jiang Qishu pushed aside the obstructive note with his hands, and a little boy next to him yelled crisply: "Brother, you can't take it down, you must abide by the rules of the game!"

"Okay, okay, don't take it down." Jiang Qishu video-videoed Liang Chan with a note all over his face, "I called you at zero o'clock, and wanted to be the first person to send you New Year's wishes. Didn't you When I got the call, I thought you were asleep."

"Your face..." Liang Chan was curious, "Did you lose the game?"

"Ah." Jiang Qishu seemed to feel that it would be embarrassing to lose to a few brats, touched his nose, and glanced away, "I'm playing a racing game, and the loser will get a sticker."

Liang Chan's smiling eyes curved, he was riding so fast in reality, yet he would lose to children in the game.

Jiang Qishu was bewitched by her smile, and his eyes didn't blink.

"Jiang Qishu, Happy New Year." Now that she made the phone call, Liang Chan felt that it would be better to say this blessing to him in person, so she yawned, "I'm hanging up."

"Wait, where are you, how do I look like you're outside?"

Before Liang Chan's face was very close to the screen, the background behind her was not exposed much, and some snowflakes fell on her face, so he thought she was on the balcony.When she was about to hang up the phone, the camera shook and photographed rows of trees and street lights, as well as a fountain and rockery.

"Well, I'm outside."

"Hurry up and get in the house, it's snowing heavily, it's cold outside, don't catch a cold." Jiang Qishu ignored the rules of the game, tore off the note on his face, and urged, "Hurry up, I'll look at you go in."

Without his reminding, Liang Chan herself felt cold, her hands, feet and cheeks were like lumps of ice.

She held up her mobile phone and turned back the same way, stomped the mud and snow on the soles of her shoes on the floor mat at the door, opened the door and went in, and was caught off guard by someone who would not have appeared here.

"I ran out when it was snowing and drank again, what if I catch a cold?" Shao Linfeng held a cigarette in his right hand hanging by his side, his eyes were clear, he didn't seem to have just woken up, more like he hadn't slept.

He glanced at her unzipped down jacket and frowned slightly: "I'm too old to take care of myself."

Liang Chan shook her head, thinking that she must still be drunk and hallucinating.She and Shao Linfeng had a big quarrel, and since then they have nothing to do with each other, so how could he come to her and speak words of concern in a gentle voice.Shao Linfeng should be reunited with his family in Beicheng at this moment, and today is New Year's Eve.

Before the video call was hung up, Jiang Qishu over there was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help but say: "Liang Chan, where are you?"

Jiang Qishu's timely voice seemed to remind Liang Chan that the person in front of him was not an illusion.

(End of this chapter)