Chapter 403

"Here you are."

The porcelain bowl with ginger soup was handed to the woman.

Lin Lang's head is covered with a dark brown thick soft towel, half of his face is covered, which is particularly lovable. She seems to be distracted. Her eyes are not focused. When she hears the sound, she is dazzled and reaches for the porcelain bowl.

Touch is a warm and generous back of the hand.

She was stupefied, slowed down a few beats to react, did not move hands for the first time, but looked up to see people.

As soon as he entered the door, Mr. Shen took a towel for Lin Lang and urged her to take a hot bath. When she finished washing her hair, Mr. Shen brought out the boiled ginger soup. The whole process was orderly, as if arranged according to the time point.

Lin Lang noticed that he only took off his wet coat, but his clothes didn't change. His light brown shirt was stained with water, which thinly outlined the outline of his chest. He folded the cuffs neatly to reveal an old-fashioned watch.

Mr. Shen's appearance is not obvious. He belongs to the kind of facial features which are not amazing at first sight and more attractive. However, his hands are extremely beautiful. His fingers are thin and long, like the bamboo bones, which are straight and powerful.

When Lin Lang's hand touched the back of his hand, Mr. Shen was still calm and said, "just made, it's quite hot. Don't touch it."

Mr. Shen turned to the kitchen and brought her a small spoon.

"After drinking, go to bed."

An irrefutable tone.

He picked up his coat. The corner of his coat was still dripping. Mr. Shen didn't lift his eyebrow. He hung it on his arm at will. He said to Lin Lang, "I've asked the director for leave. Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, you don't have to go to the studio. I'll just stare at it."

Lin Lang nodded.

After delivering the necessary information, Mr. Shen left Lin Lang's residence quickly and got on his car.

The moment before stepping on the gas pedal, the man's figure slightly stagnated.

Rarely, he rubbed his eyebrows.

"Still said..."

Shen Zhou, I don't look like you today.

It's too much.

And turned the old one upside down.

Mr. Shen's chest heaved and puffed out a long breath.

He bent down and searched the black compartment for a box of tobacco. He doesn't like it, but at some point he has to admit that it does have a little bit of a mesmerizing effect.

Mr. Shen opened his cigarette case, shook and bit out a cigarette.

After lighting several times, the lighter was buzzing, but it didn't light.

His hands trembled.

Mr. Shen thought, forget it, the death penalty is not far away. Now it is just a dying struggle and a waste of energy.

He stuffed the cigarette end back into the box and glanced at the light above.

The car went into the dark and disappeared.

At three o'clock in the morning, Mr. Shen returned to his apartment. When he finished his bath, the pointer fell to four o'clock. He turned on the light on his desk, read the script carefully, determined the current shooting trend, and with a cup of coffee, he stayed until seven o'clock.

He cleaned his coffee cup, took a cold bath, put on his clothes and rushed to the set.

"Good morning, brother Shen!"

"Brother Shen is here. Have you had breakfast?"

"Brother Shen has come so early!"

Along the way, the staff have said hello, a little restrained.

In front of outsiders, Mr. Shen's temperament tends to be clear and solemn. As a teacher for several years, there is always a kind of strict teacher's spirit lingering around him.

"Is Lin Lang OK?"

The director fiddled with the camera equipment and chatted with Mr. Shen.

"I have a fever. I should be OK after a few days' rest." Mr. Shen replied, "just in case, I have made an appointment with a female doctor to see her. I should know her situation later."

Director tut sound, "Shen Zhou, you really take her as a daughter to raise."

Mr. Shen corrected, "it's Shen Buzhou."

The director waved his hand, "I'm used to it. I can't change it. Besides, Shen Zhou is a catchy name. You have to make a mistake in it. It's strange. "

"I'd love to."

The director choked.

Shen's skill has improved again.

He and Mr. Shen were college classmates and revolutionary comrades in the upper and lower bunks.

In their dormitories, there are school grass and class grass, but the most popular is Mr. Shen. He was a scholar, and he was born with a scholar's manner. At first glance, he was the type of professor in the Republic of China. He was introverted and gentle.

Mr. Shen was not interested in love. As a freshman, he showed his extraordinary talent in mathematics. He was asked by a professor to do experiments directly. This situation was rare at that time. Unless they are "absolutely excellent", freshmen are rarely qualified to participate in such Confidential national programs.

Research projects and publications have become the focus of Mr. Shen's university life.The boys in the dormitory agree that Mr. Shen will never eat fireworks in his life, and he can fly straight to become an immortal.

Who would have thought it would be so fast.

Because of his teacher's request, Mr. Shen promised to tutor a girl in primary school mathematics.

At that time, the dormitories were still angry that the professor was overqualified and wasted Mr. Shen's outstanding talent.

As a result, Mr. Shen refused to come back as soon as he went.

Then, under the professor's painful eyes, he gave up his postgraduate education and gave up his recommendation. He went to a private school and became an ordinary mathematics teacher.

No one knows why.

The director doesn't know why.

Maybe genius is always different from ordinary people, and their ideas are very capricious.

Mr. Shen is a master of emotion. He hides well.

Just like now, the director can't figure out how a big family and big business Shen family can't think of being a little assistant? He remembered that Mr. Shen was not interested in performing and entertainment.

"But when it comes to daughters -" the director glared, "Shen Zhou, you are thirty-six this year, not sixteen or twenty-six. Should you get married? You take the initiative, children can play soy sauce

The director also broke a Chinese cabbage heart for his good friend.

He has a good relationship with all the Shen family, especially his mother Shen. If he comes to visit, she will have to ask about her son's recent movements by taking care of him every time.

"No hurry." Mr. Shen is very calm, "male fertility has nothing to do with age."

The director almost blew out a mouthful of old blood.

Mr. Shen's explanation shows the scorn of a king who is crushed by intelligence.

Can we have a good chat?

In this way, you came to me several times, and the director was finally defeated by Mr. Shen's invulnerability, invulnerability, and dishonorable work.

It's hard for people to breathe a sigh of relief today.

I don't know why, the director became so good today, even yelling at people.

The atmosphere is strange and harmonious.

The director thought, if only Mr. Shen had weaknesses.

At this time, Mr. Shen's weakness is looking at him in panic.

Her hands crisscrossed at the corner of her dress, and was about to take it off, revealing a thin, soft waist. The belly is snow-white, like a full small dumpling, the middle of the shallow nest embedded with a small pearl.

"Sorry."

"Bang --"

Mr. Shen closed the door with no expression.

As expected, I was still careless.

He thought that the person was still lying and wanted her to get up and have some porridge, but he didn't expect to see such an embarrassing scene.

"I, I can."

A thin voice came from the crack of the door.

He was so sensitive to his emotions that he heard some timidity.

After all, it's still healthy.

Once he said it, he knew there would be such a day.

He thought that in her eyes, he should not be a reliable teacher, nor a reliable subordinate, but a man who had been lurking around her for 16 years.

But -

it's true to hit the south wall.

It's true that you don't want to look back.

But what's the use?

It's no use.

If you don't like it, you don't like it.

She can fall in love with a little hairy child at first sight, but not for his company.

The most unreasonable thing in this world is love.

Even if he had a good brain, he was at a loss. It's not a mathematical problem. He can't use formulas to speculate, budget, and then test out the perfect answer.

A light and inaudible sigh was muffled in his throat. Mr. Shen's voice was as flat as ever, "I brought some porridge. If you are hungry, come out and have some."

Lin Lang rang and opened the door.

In the living room, Mr. Shen tore open the bag, took out the porridge box and put it on the table.

He was in her often go to the small porridge shop to buy, specially told the boss not to put onions. Over the years, he knew only one person's habits like the back of his hand.

The sofa in the living room is put face to face, and Lin Lang sits on the other side with her head down, never looking at him.

"I'm sorry."

A male voice took the lead in breaking the impasse.

Lin Lang bit the corner of her lip, pressing out a deep red mark.

"You didn't apologize to me."

Mr. Shen shook his head.

"From a legal point of view, I had a bad idea about a minor girl. Even if I didn't commit a crime, I did have some thoughts about love that I shouldn't have. Moreover, from the perspective of reality, I should be regarded as a pervert. Because of my own private affairs, I want to see you all the time, so I go to be your teacher. "

His purpose as a teacher was not pure, and it was normal for her to feel afraid."I'm sorry, without permission..."

Mr. Shen rubbed his cuff.

"Love at first sight."

After saying that, the atmosphere fell into the indescribable stagnation.

Mr. Shen was silent for a moment. He pulled a letter out of his pocket. It was brown wood, with simple elegance, just like his own style.

"This is my resignation letter. The penalty is also in it. You can have a look at it. If it's OK, I'll leave at the end of the month. "

He pointed at the envelope in an ordinary tone.

"Leave? Where are you going

Lin Lang put down the spoon, showing a few points to promote.

Mr. Shen gave her a deep look.

Just like the cloud light, for a moment, the mood of the surging convergence clean.

"I don't know where to go. It should be as far away from you as possible."

He raised his hand and held the spectacle frame gently with his thumb and middle finger.

The fine hair fell languidly from it.

Without the shelter of lens, the sharp and sharp in man's eyes is revealed instantly, and the air is full of oppression.

He breathed for a long time and said quietly, "Shen Buzhou is a symbol for you. Maybe for a long time, you will feel uneasy about me and wonder whether I have the idea of losing my mind. For a long time, in this tense situation, not only will your spirit become weak, but your body may have something wrong. "

It's not the end of a girl he likes.

"But there's one thing I want you to understand."

Mr. Shen's breath is light, like a calm wind passing through his ears.

"I like it, just like it. I have passed the most vigorous puberty, not like a child, you must answer before you give up. You can either do it or not, or you'd better forget it. "

He paused and said, "I don't care."

He knows, always knows.

In fact, there is not much willingness between the two sides.

This world is more, is his kind, wishful thinking, a head hit to death, a hair out of control.

Then, the whole life is over.

He accepted his life.

I've recognized it for 16 years, and it's not bad for my whole life.