After Wen Xian finished reciting, she paused, she looked at Shen Lingge blinking her eyes: “Gege, do you think this poem is good? Would the girl Mr. Shen likes like it?”
Shen Lingge curved his lips into a smile, he didn’t answer her question, only in a low voice asked: “Do you like it?”
Wen Xian nodded: “I like it.”
Shen Lingge raised his eyes and stared at her small face for a while: “Then you don’t need to worry about these things.”
He had already received the two poems Wen Xian sent him this morning, whether it was the Chinese version or the French version, he liked them very much. What she liked, he liked.
At eleven o’clock at night, Wen Xian holding her phone burrowed into the quilt, she lay on the pillow softly said: “Gege, I’m going to sleep. Tomorrow I still have to get up early to…”
Wen Xian suddenly stopped her words.
Tomorrow was Saturday, she was going to take a plane with a group of children to Mingcheng seaside for sketching, she had already decided before not to let Shen Lingge know, thinking of secretly giving him a surprise.
She muffled thinking, this time it shouldn’t be like last time, right?
Shen Lingge raised his eyebrows: “Tomorrow is Saturday, in the past every Friday you always stayed up late watching dramas and variety shows, not making a fuss until midnight you wouldn’t sleep, today being so obedient? You have to get up early tomorrow to do what?”
Wen Xian: “……”
Wen Xian tilted her head and thought for a while: “Tomorrow I have to get up early to climb a mountain, go to the mountaintop to watch the sunrise!”
Shen Lingge: “……”
Actually making up a reason on the spot, she now was becoming more and more perfunctory with him. He understood even if he asked he wouldn’t get anything, once tomorrow arrived he would naturally know what this little girl was up to.
…
Early Saturday morning.
The butler and maids and servants were all lined up in a row, Wen Xian stood in front of them, righteously said: “If any of you dare to tell Gege where I went, whoever gets caught by me will have to run around Wen Mountain ten laps every morning!”
Everyone: “……”
After putting down harsh words, Wen Xian carrying her little drawing bag went out. This time she didn’t let Duoduo accompany her, after all, all the little kids didn’t have parents accompanying them, if she still brought Duoduo it would be too embarrassing.
Duoduo hesitantly looked at Wen Xian’s back figure, she asked the butler worriedly: “Is it really fine for Miss to go out alone?”
The butler smiled warmly and said: “It’s fine, Miss has always known her limits, and at night Miss will definitely go look for Young Master. Don’t worry, nothing will happen.”
Duoduo rested her chin in her hand thinking for a while: “That’s true.”
That whole morning Shen Lingge grabbed the butler in Licheng and Duoduo and asked all around but didn’t get an answer as to what Wen Xian went out early to do, all the answers he got were Miss doesn’t allow to say.
Shen Lingge’s temple faintly twitched, he really had spoiled Wen Xian too much.
Before he could call Wen Xian, Chi Yanyu’s call already came first: “Ge, do you remember about going to the seaside resort tonight? Song Jinghong that girl came back from abroad, everyone is shouting to give her a welcome-back gathering.”
Shen Lingge’s expression was indifferent: “Not going.”
Chi Yanyu clicked his tongue lightly: “That person at least chased after you for a few years during school, do you have to be this heartless? And I heard Song Jingzheng will come too, you two haven’t seen each other in several years, right?”
Hearing Song Jingzheng’s name, Shen Lingge thought for a moment: “How does he have time to come out? Once on a mission it’s several years, is he planning to return to Mingcheng?”
Chi Yanyu shook his head: “I heard he’s here looking for someone.”
Shen Lingge responded: “What time?”
Chi Yanyu: “Around seven o’clock is fine, just eating a meal.”
After hanging up the phone, Shen Lingge also gave up the thought of looking for Wen Xian, once it was evening he would definitely find her. He thought with some headache, recently this little girl was getting harder and harder to manage.
—
At this time Wen Xian had already gotten off the plane and arrived at Mingcheng, she followed a group of children and got on a bus, hearing they were going to a seaside resort to do sketching.
Wen Xian sat down at the back by the window, not long after, her expressionless little desk mate also stickily ran to sit down beside her, only still keeping a taut little face.
Wen Xian tilted her head and glanced at him: “Didn’t you say last night that sketching is very boring?”
Gong Yan said with full seriousness: “I was afraid no one would play with you, you would be too bored alone.”
Wen Xian couldn’t hold back and laughed once: “Then thank you for specially coming to accompany me.”
Gong Yan pressed his lips together: “No need to thank, who let you be my desk mate.”
Wen Xian had never seen Mingcheng’s sea with her own eyes, every time during New Year or holidays when Chang Ligu called her, he would tell her Mingcheng is a good place to live, the reason was because of this sea.
Besides a seaside resort area, this stretch of sea didn’t have any other commercial districts, and except for that area, other places were all protected areas, violating the protected area regulations would be given a ban order.
This stretch of ocean had very little trash pollution, also no fishing boats overfishing, it was the best ecological environment area in Mingcheng.
Wen Xian silently gazed at that stretch of free sea, if it weren’t for Shen Lingge last week, she wouldn’t have come to Mingcheng. Not only were the Chang family members unable to bear facing the fact of Chang Shuang’s passing, Wen Xian also couldn’t face her family members.
Because Wen Tianlin and Chang Shuang were all their family, she was too. She would inevitably hear them mention her parents. For Wen Xian, staying in Mingcheng was a good thing both for herself and for the Chang family.
When they talked they didn’t have to be cautious, afraid of touching the pain in each other’s hearts.
This matter in their hearts, a lifetime couldn’t be gotten over.
—
After getting off the bus, they first went to eat. Wen Xian now could very naturally get along by herself among a group of children, she held a small bowl eating in small bites.
The bowls in the resort seemed to be custom made, the pattern on top was very unique, printed with a small tree.
Before eating, Wen Xian habitually took a photo and sent it to Shen Lingge.
After Shen Lingge received the photo, with just one look he knew this little girl wasn’t at home.
[Shen Lingge: Where did you run off to play?]
[Wen Xian: Came to do sketching with the little kids.]
[Wen Xian: picture]
[Wen Xian: Look, everywhere you look, all little radish heads.]
[Shen Lingge: I see you’re playing quite happily with the little radish heads.]
[Wen Xian: Hmph, I’m going to eat now.]
—
In the afternoon their sketching activity was scheduled at two o’clock, Wen Xian sneaked back to the room prepared by the art studio and took a nap, while those little radish heads all excitedly ran outside to play.
When Wen Xian carrying her drawing board walked to the seaside, the little radish heads were already covered in sand, she quickly ran far away to avoid getting caught up in their battle fire.
Wen Xian stared at the sea in a daze for quite a while, not knowing what to draw, in that moment she deeply felt that the path of painting wasn’t suitable for her, she really could only be together with Yu.
As long as she changed pens, she became a useless person.
Wen Xian feeling wronged and pitiful.
Wen Xian felt like sitting by the seaside she was almost frozen stiff by the sea wind, after watching the silent yet surging sea in front of her for a while she decided to start drawing these little radish heads playing with sand.
That one sitting lasted all afternoon.
Maybe because she had been blown by the wind in the afternoon, at night Wen Xian didn’t have much appetite for dinner, she greeted the art studio’s teacher then went back to her room. First she called Duoduo and told her there was no need to worry.
After the call, Wen Xian groggily fell asleep again.
—
Seven o’clock at night.
A black Bentley slowly drove toward the resort under the night. Shen Lingge sat in the back seat listening to Chi Yanyu talking: “Jinghong and the others have all arrived, just waiting for us now. Jingzheng didn’t come, said he found the person.”
Shen Lingge frowned slightly: “Went back?”
Chi Yanyu lightly coughed: “Mm, went back.”
Hearing this, Shen Lingge’s interest immediately diminished by more than half, his gaze faintly looked at the calm sea surface under the night, then raised his eyes to look once at the sky at this moment, tonight there was neither moon nor stars.
The night sky was completely covered by cloud layers.
As soon as they got off the car, they felt the fierce sea wind cutting past like a knife, the trees all around were howling lowly. Chi Yanyu sighed: “Looks like it’s going to rain again tonight.”
When Shen Lingge and Chi Yanyu walked into the private room, Song Jinghong, surrounded by the crowd, immediately noticed them, she raised her eyes directly looking toward Shen Lingge, he still looked the same as before.
Cold, ascetic, hard to approach.
Song Jinghong suddenly lightly laughed once, her red lips slightly curved: “Lingge, so many years not seeing, I heard you have a girlfriend now? How come you didn’t bring her for us to see?”
Shen Lingge glanced coldly at Song Jinghong, didn’t respond.
Chi Yanyu hurriedly smoothed things over: “My brother just made his family’s little ancestor angry a few days ago, still hasn’t coaxed her yet, let’s not mention this for now. Jinghong, are you not leaving again this time coming back?”
Song Jinghong’s gaze still stuck on Shen Lingge, after a long while she slowly answered: “Not leaving.”
That photo that spread like crazy, she had already seen it while abroad, she didn’t find out that girl’s identity, Shen Lingge’s people openly and secretly blocked them who tried to pry into her identity.
After three rounds of drinking, everyone’s faces already carried drunkenness.
In this lifetime, the sound of rain outside the window gradually grew smaller, Shen Lingge’s gaze unintentionally swept across the tableware on the table, he suddenly froze.
He immediately took out his phone to confirm the photo Wen Xian sent him this afternoon.
The tableware in the photo was exactly the same as the tableware he was using now.
He asked in a low voice: “Yanyu, is the tableware here custom-made?”
Chi Yanyu casually responded: “Mn, at the time quite a few designers were recruited for it.”
Shen Lingge didn’t say a single word after hearing, just got up and walked out. Chi Yanyu turned his head and asked a sentence, but what he saw was only his hurriedly leaving back figure.
Song Jinghong slowly stood up, she said in a light voice: “I’ll go take a look.”
Chi Yanyu understood she had something she wanted to say to Shen Lingge, so he nodded.
The sound of rain fell pitter-patter, Wen Xian draped in a thin coat slowly walked towards the dining hall. From her lodging to the dining hall she needed to pass through a small garden, Wen Xian came out too lazy to bring an umbrella, so she jogged through the small garden.
She hid under the eaves at the door shaking off the water droplets on her hair, just as she was preparing to walk towards the dining hall. Suddenly she heard a woman’s shout from the small garden not far away: “Shen Lingge! Stop right there!”
Shen Lingge? Is that Mr. Shen?
Wen Xian froze, not knowing why, in her heart there was faintly a kind of strange feeling. As if unable to control herself, she walked towards that side, the next second she heard the voice she was most familiar with.
That man’s voice line was indifferent, his tone also careless: “I have an urgent matter.”
As if there was a faint scent following along the raindrops and breeze reaching Wen Xian’s nose.
That cold cedar scent exploded in this rainy night.