CH 8

Shen Yansheng and Lu Jingce looked at each other for about half a minute, and her confused consciousness finally came back slowly.

Recalling the past, the smile on Shen Yansheng’s face gradually faded, and a layer of mist gradually clouded her eyes, and said softly: “Later, my mother told me that in order to help me, my father had a hard time buying it. He went back and forth to Europe several times, came to the door with money, and finally begged someone to sell it to him after talking all kinds of good things.” At this point, Shen Yansheng choked up unconsciously, and fell silent for a while, then she said: “Actually, my father has never begged anyone in his life. He is a very proud person, and he has a good face. He has never opened his mouth to anyone in his life. But that time, he told him all the good things to help me buy a cello. So I have always cherished it all these years. When our family went bankrupt and auctioned off, I took the cello to a friend’s house and hid it. Later, the usury chased the debt, and I had no choice but to sell it.” Shen Yansheng thought time is an understatement, as if she has to let go, but the day she sold the cello, she really hid in bed and cried all night. In the past six months, she hated Fu Shiyu many times. When her mother was sick and couldn’t arrange a ward, and no one answered her calls to Fu Shiyu, when the loan sharks came to her house for the first time to throw things and blood. When she was desperate to sell her cello, when she was caught on the Heifeng and stood on the edge of the cliff. In every moment of her despair, she hated Fu Shiyu.

She didn’t understand why there would be someone who usually made strong vows, but when she really needed him, he could disappear from the world. Thinking of this, her eyes seemed to have tears in them, she turned her head and looked out of the window, trying not to let tears flow down.

But even though she was holding back his tears, her eyes turned red. Lu Jingce sat across from her and watched, took a tissue from his hand and handed it to her, “Don’t cry, you’re so ugly.” Shen Yansheng unconsciously frowned, she was a little angry, turned her head to look at Lu Jingce, and couldn’t help but say, “Do you have heart? If someone else is crying, it’s fine if you don’t comfort them but your mouth is still poisonous .” Lu Jingce looked at her, unable to hold back laughter, with a chuckle, he leaned over, wiped Shen Yansheng’s tears with a tissue, and said, “You can still quarrel with me, you don’t look very sad.”

Shen Yansheng patted his hand away, not wanting to talk to him. After lunch, Shen Yansheng went to the ski resort next door to play. Lu Jingce was not interested, so he sat on the bench in the rest area next to her and waited for her.

Shen Yansheng skied very well. When sliding down from the top of the mountain, she felt like she was flying, and all the bad emotions were released at that moment.

She played happily all afternoon, and when the sun was about to set, she slowly put away the snowball fights and walked to Lu Jingce’s side. Lu Jingce had been sitting here all afternoon, he was patient like never before, when he saw Shen Yansheng walking over, he stretched out his hand to grab her into his arms. Holding her neck with one hand, looking down at her, the corners of her lips twitched into a smile, “Have you played enough?” Shen Yansheng said “Yes, It’s okay.” She knelt down and took off the skis. Seeing the snow on the ground, she suddenly thought of playing a prank, quietly grabbed a handful of snow, and when she got up, she quickly stuffed the snow into Lu Jingce’s shirt collar. The cold snow clung to the skin of Lu Jingce’s neck unexpectedly, causing him to frown. As soon as Shen Yansheng saw Lu Jingce’s frown, she wanted to run away, but before she could, Lu Jingce snatched her back. Before he could lose temper, she surrendered, “I was wrong, I was wrong, I dare not do it again.” Lu Jingce put his arms around her waist, looked at her with a slight smile in his eyes, pinched her face, “Where are you wrong?”