The breeze does not pass me by

Chapter 8
Could it be an early birthday present for her?

Liang Chan rolled around on the bed, the excitement in her body was rampant, and she couldn't suppress it no matter what.She got out of bed and ran to the closet, took out the hanging skirt, took off her pajamas and put it on again, and admired it in front of the full-length mirror for a long time.

She turned her body happily, and the skirt swayed in circles of ripples in the air. Looking at the fluttering skirt, her mood also rose high.

Shao Linfeng's vision is really good.She had never worn such a beautiful dress.

Liang Chan sat on the edge of the bed, bit her lower lip and thought for a few seconds, and sent him a message: "Thank you." After that, she added a cute emoji.

After waiting for a while, Shao Linfeng didn't return, and Liang Chan didn't bother. He went to his study just now. He stared at the computer screen and typed, presumably he was busy and didn't have time to read the news.

However, his appearance in glasses is more gentle and elegant than usual, like a modest gentleman with a gentleman's demeanor engraved in his bones, people can't help but get close to him and meet him.

The next morning, Shao Linfeng said to her, "The phone was on silent last night. It was too late when I saw the message, so I didn't reply to you." The last sentence responded to her thanks, "You're welcome, as long as you like it .”

He looked at her with a slight smile, as if he didn't feel sad about the exam anymore, that's good.

Liang Chan didn't know what was going on in his mind, so she pursed her lips and hummed, but couldn't hold back the doubt in her heart, and asked, "Is the skirt a birthday present for me?"

Shao Linfeng was slightly taken aback, thinking that he had read her personal information, including the date of birth, when he went through the transfer procedures for her. Her birthday was next week, and it was coming soon.

"No." He smiled and drank the porridge slowly.

What is that for?Liang Chan wanted to ask a question, but she was about to be late, so she had to pick up her schoolbag, grab a bun from the plate on the dining table and run away: "Goodbye, Mr. Shao, I'm off to school!"

Liang Chan never thought that the dress was meant to comfort her, and Shao Linfeng didn't explain it to her.

A few days later, Shao Linfeng sent her two WeChat business cards.

Liang Chan didn't understand what it meant: "Who are they?"

Shao Linfeng said: "The retired teachers of Yida High School have deep qualifications and teach science. Among them, Teacher Zhang is excellent in physics and mathematics. Many exclusive study materials and question banks of the attached high school are from him. Another teacher Deng is also very good, and he focuses on English. You can ask them for questions you don’t understand in your studies. Don’t be embarrassed, I have greeted them.”

Liang Chan stared at him blankly, feeling a little awkward in her heart.Was it because she didn't do well in the exam last time, and the head teacher said something to him, and he felt ashamed, so he wanted to ask the teacher to help her improve her grades.After all, he was the one who sent her to the High School Attached to Yida University, and he must have assured the teacher in charge that her entry into the rocket class would not slow down the class...

Before she could think too much, Shao Linfeng knocked her on the head with the book in his hand: "My eyes are staring straight, what are you thinking about?"

"I..." Liang Chan faltered and didn't say anything.

"Don't get me wrong." He seemed to be able to see through her thoughts easily, and answered her questions before she spoke, "The purpose of introducing the teacher to you is to provide learning convenience, not a means of exerting pressure, don't put me Think of them as demon parents who keep asking their children for tutors and trying to squeeze every second of spare time."

Liang Chan shyly avoided his sight, sorry for her speculation.

He wholeheartedly wanted to be good for her, but she thought of him like a villain, it was too wrong.

Fortunately, Shao Linfeng didn't care about these things, he yawned after finishing his business, put the books back under the coffee table, got up lazily and went back to his bedroom.

Liang Chan was alone in the living room. There was a half glass of water on the tea table that she hadn't finished. She picked it up and took a sip. The water was still warm.

She drank it down one gulp at a time, her cheeks were stained a little crimson under the dim light, and Shao Linfeng's brain, which was usually full of formulas and words, was replaced by Shao Linfeng at this moment.

The way he smiled gently at her, the way he beat her forehead with a book, the way he explained patiently, and what he did for her before, giving her a skirt, transferring her school, listening to her talk... frame by frame clearly Her mind played.

Even if her parents were alive, they never treated her so meticulously and considerately.

He should be the best person in this world to her.

I don't know how long I sat on the sofa until Shao Linfeng opened the door and saw that she was still there, her posture hadn't changed when she left with him, and she stopped wiping her hair: "Why don't you go to sleep?"

Liang Chan was startled, came back to her senses, and glanced at him, her heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and she hurriedly withdrew her gaze.

With just one glance, she could clearly see that Shao Linfeng was wrapped in a pure black nightgown, which was as smooth as water, with a belt tied around his waist, and his snow-white complexion was faintly visible, which made him extraordinarily sexy, and she didn't dare to look at him more.

Liang Chan stood up in a panic, stuttering when she spoke: "I, I can't sleep." She took a step, ready to escape back to the small world upstairs.

"Wait." Shao Linfeng called out to her, holding a white towel in his hand to wipe his wet hair, "Come with me."

Liang Chan watched him walk into the kitchen, and followed after hesitating for a second.

He stood in front of the sink with his back to her, the dry towel he used to dry his hair casually draped over his shoulders, skillfully set up a small milky white pot, turned on the fire, and poured in milk.

Liang Chan understood that it was because she said she couldn't sleep that he wanted to warm her a cup of milk to help her sleep.

But she had just finished drinking half a glass of warm water, so there was probably no room for milk in her stomach, but she didn't say anything, and stood quietly watching his profile.His nose bridge is high and his mandibles are clearly outlined. He is a face that many actors in ancient costumes envy. It has both classic charm and delicacy.

The aroma of milk soon wafted into the air, and more of it came from the clean smell of shower gel and shampoo on his body.

Shao Linfeng turned off the fire, poured the milk into a cup, turned around and gave it to her: "Take it upstairs to drink, and then lie down and sleep after drinking. Today is Saturday, don't do any questions, and pay attention to the balance between work and rest."

Liang Chan's eyes were hot, she didn't take the cup, and on impulse, she threw herself into his arms, hugging his waist tightly.

Shao Linfeng's body froze, and a few drops of milk spilled out of the cup.He didn't push her away, and let her hold her without moving, and asked somewhat inexplicably, "What's wrong?"

The warm liquid instantly soaked the thin silk nightgown on his body and touched his skin, she cried.

Shao Linfeng's voice became softer and softer: "Xiaochan? What happened?" He couldn't help but wonder, was she being bullied again in the new school?

Liang Chan's face was stuffed into his chest. He was so kind to her that she was a little scared, afraid that everything in front of her was just a flash in the pan, a dream, and when she woke up, everything that belonged to her would disappear. She was left alone to face countless darkness.

She whimpered, pitifully fragile, and the few words squeezed out of her throat were out of tune: "Can you... don't leave me."

There was silence in the kitchen, and her cry was so sad and helpless, like an abandoned child.In a sense, she is indeed a child abandoned by her parents.

Shao Linfeng didn't keep her waiting for too long, about three seconds later, the hand that wasn't holding the cup raised up and stroked the back of her head, his voice was low, with soothing magic power: "Okay, I won't leave you behind."

Liang Chan's shoulders twitched, and her crying became louder, as if she wanted to vent all the negative emotions accumulated in the past few days through tears.

She couldn't stop crying, the fabric on Shao Linfeng's chest was soaked, he smiled helplessly, and felt distressed: "Don't cry, I promise you."

He patted her on the shoulder: "If you don't drink the milk, it will be cold."

(End of this chapter)