My Professor Shen

Qingshan Villa 02-01, which is only [-] meters away, is now in a mess. Several uniquely shaped wine bottles are lying on the carpet, and they are stained with brown stains that cannot be dispelled.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and the yellowish light from the street lamp poured in through the tiny gaps in the curtains. This inconspicuous light made the surrounding area appear darker and quieter.

Jiang Ling was immersed in such an environment and kept silent. She sat slumped on the wooden floor, as quiet as a lifeless object, with broken glass shards in her hand, and the edge of the reflective crack was light red.She lowered her head to herself, the broken hair on her forehead covered her dim eyes.

The phone was quietly placed on the coffee table, and she didn't receive any news from Shen Qingchuan for two whole weeks, as if she was the only one struggling to maintain this relationship, once she got tired, she couldn't get any response from the other party, she laughed at herself smiled.

The words "refused to engage" were like a curse, slowly gnawing at her reason, and whenever she wanted to compromise, it would jump out to remind her how ridiculous this self-righteous consolation was.

After all, she had seen how bright and charming Shen Qingchuan was when she was in love with Chu Ran, so how could she be willing to accept that she treated her with ease all the time.

Resting her palms on the armrest of the sofa, she staggered up with her strength, Jiang Ling almost staggered and fell to the ground again.

With a sound of "wow", the curtains of the balcony were all pulled open, Jiang Ling subconsciously blocked the glare light with her hands, the outline of Shen Qingchuan's family was completely exposed in front of her eyes, and the figure she dreamed of seemed not far away Pace back and forth.

She stared blankly at the pointed roof, suddenly feeling like a despicable voyeur.

【elder sister. 】Jiang Ling picked up her mobile phone and typed repeatedly in the chat box, getting more and more entangled, her fingertips endured and stopped on the delete button.

Thoughts are like maggots attached to the bones, like a shadow, Jiang Ling cast aside her own initiative, but at the same time lingered in the warm memories.

The slender fingertips pinched the rim of the wine glass and shook it gently. The overlapping ice cubes were steaming slightly, colliding with the glass wall to create a not-so-pleasant concerto.The white neck drew a beautiful arc in the quiet night, all kinds of wine mixed together was extremely intoxicating, the cold liquid stimulated her tireless nerves, dizziness hit her, and her cranky brain was relaxed for a moment.

"Forget it." There was a wry smile on her lips, she wanted to see how long this woman could endure.

As the breeze blew by, it seemed to still carry a trace of that person's fragrance. Jiang Ling closed her eyes and sniffed greedily, letting her not-so-clear thoughts sink and fluctuate.

"Ding~" The WeChat notification sounded suddenly, and Jiang Ling mechanically took out her mobile phone. The disappointment has accumulated a lot in the past few days, and there is no expectation in her eyes at this moment.

Sister: [I miss you. 】

Jiang Ling froze for a few seconds, rubbed her eyes in disbelief, then repeatedly exited WeChat and opened it again. When she confirmed that the person who sent the message was indeed her sweetheart, her eyelashes trembled slightly and her body became agitated. I couldn't stop trembling, the numb warmth in my chest, as if a flower called "Joy" was about to bloom from my heart.

A burst of laughter spread with the wind, leaving only an afterimage in the air.

At Shen Qingchuan's house, Lu Linshen's gossiping eyes would look at the phone from time to time, but the screen still showed no signs of turning on after a few minutes.

Is it really a cold war?Wouldn't it be a disadvantage to take the initiative for Shen Meiren like this?Lu Lin deeply regretted his impulsiveness, and thought of a solution by himself.

"Lu Huadan, the poached eggs you personally ordered are ready." Shen Qingchuan came out of the kitchen with a small bowl in his hand, his fingertips were slightly red from the boiling heat.

Hearing this, Lu Linshen immediately put away the bitterness and hatred on his face, and deliberately pretended to look expectant. In fact, he was uneasy about his friend's cooking skills, "Hurry up, hurry up, I can't wait!"

"No." Shen Qingchuan handed her the chopsticks, and touched his earlobe with his red and swollen fingertips.

"Can you tell me..." Lu Lin was stunned for a moment, then slowly picked up a bit of green with chopsticks, "Why are there green onions?"

There is a round poached egg in a clean white porcelain bowl, and the green and tender chopped green onions are floating on the steaming hot soup.

Shen Qingchuan frowned, and said doubtfully, "Can't there be?"

"Yes..." Lu Lin felt troubled by the strong smell of green onions, and said hesitantly, "Let's just say... what you make is sweet."

"Can't you put sweet ones?" Shen Qingchuan was very puzzled, counting the food pictures she had seen in her memory, the surface of poached eggs was covered with a layer of emerald green.

Lu Lin closed his eyes resignedly to his fate, and laughed angrily: "He is a fried poached egg, but you are a boiled poached egg, can they be compared!"

Shen Qingchuan's earlobe hidden behind her hair slowly became hot, and she coldly glanced at Lu Linshen who didn't know what to do, "Why do you mess up so much?"

Lu Lin deeply understood the danger hidden in the words, and one of his subordinates failed to grasp the strength. The poached egg was pierced with a large and small hole, and the half-boiled egg yolk overflowed, clouding the clear soup.

"Do you want to eat or not, or you'll fall down if you don't." Shen Qingchuan's red lips parted slightly, and a sharp eye pierced Lu Linshen's throat, and she couldn't help but say no.

"Eat, eat, eat." Lu Linshen worked hard under Shen Qingchuan's intimidation, his eyes flew wildly, but his lips were far away from the edge of the bowl, and they didn't get wet at all.

"Ding~" Under Lu Linshen's ardent expectation, there was finally an echo from the quiet phone.

She put down her chopsticks, swallowed and asked, "Who sent you a message so late?"

【I miss you as well. 】A few words came into view, Shen Qingchuan was stunned for a moment, the corners of his eyes were curved, and the smile on his lips could not be suppressed.

"No one." Tapping her knuckles on the table, she reminded in a low voice, "Go on and don't stop."

"Oh~" Lu Linshen rolled his eyes sullenly, Shen Qingchuan's face was full of spring, and a pig's brain could guess that the person who sent the message was Jiang Ling.

It is all thanks to me that the young couple can get back together, do you understand!Lu Linshen growled silently in his heart.

Shen Qingchuan, who had calmed down, quickly found clues between these words, she squinted her eyes, and her eyes stayed on the important word "Ye".

When the door lock fell, Jiang Ling's Qingjun figure appeared in the entrance.

After running, the effect of alcohol became more severe, and he stopped abruptly, his nose was panting heavily, his cheeks turned suspiciously red, and he could barely maintain his stability by leaning on the wall.

The elder sister whom she yearned for day and night was within reach, and the impulse brought by the alcohol-paralyzed nerves gradually faded away, and a trace of regret appeared in Jiang Ling's heart.

A few minutes later, Jiang Ling still stood motionless at the door like a sculpture, Shen Qingchuan pursed his lips, concealed the uneasiness in his heart, and took the initiative to take two steps forward.

"You've been drinking." There was a faint disgusting smell of alcohol in the air, anticipation and joy faded away like a tide, Shen Qingchuan's face changed slightly, and he said in a cold voice.

Obviously feeling Shen Qingchuan's anger, Jiang Ling was at a loss, and subconsciously wanted to explain and comfort her, but she was unwilling to take the initiative to let go of her body because of the depression in her chest.

The two stalemate silently like this, Shen Qingchuan's face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, Lu Linshen bit his chopsticks into deep tooth marks, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

After a long time, Lu Linshen's legs were numb, and she finally couldn't help breaking the deadlock, "What's wrong with drinking! Adults can't drink alcohol anymore?!"

Shen Qingchuan twitched his fingers hanging by his side, and said helplessly, "She's still studying."

Lu Linshen jumped up from the stool and squeezed between the two of them, cutting off the line of sight, "Which law stipulates that college students can't drink alcohol?"

"Comrade Xiao Shen, I have to criticize you on behalf of the organization. You look like an old woman at such a wolfish age." Lu Linshen joked, trying to ease the suffocating atmosphere.

Shen Qingchuan was rendered speechless by her, and could only frown and say, "What nonsense are you talking about."

Lu Linshen ignored her, but turned around and looked at Jiang Ling, who was silent. The corners of his eyes were sparkling, and he sighed in his heart, how wronged this child looked.

Her eyes flickered slightly, and she comforted her: "Shen Qingchuan just doesn't like being polite. She guessed that you were coming, and was afraid that you would be hungry at such a late hour, so she specially cooked poached eggs for you!"

After she finished speaking, she took Shen Qingchuan's hand again, exaggerating: "Look at the fact that our Shen beauty's delicate skin and tender flesh are scalded, a bowl of eggs is full of affection."

Jiang Ling rolled her eyes, and her stiff limbs finally responded. She followed Lu Linshen step by step, and was pushed down on the chair in front of the dining table by her.

She pinched the chopsticks, but Lu Linshen quickly snatched them away. She raised her eyes in confusion, and Lu Linshen smiled shyly: "The chopsticks are stained with dust. I'll replace them with new ones for you."

Jiang Lingjiu has already woken up most of the time, she knows how difficult it is for Shen Qingchuan to cook, the poached egg in front of her has leaked stuffing, although the appearance is a bit poor, but she cherishes it very much.

"Sister..." Jiang Ling murmured.

Shen Qingchuan touched the bridge of his nose in embarrassment, did not speak, and avoided her eyes with guilt.

"Here it comes, try it!" Lu Linshen handed over the chopsticks enthusiastically, she was in a happy mood now that she was out of the sea of ​​suffering.

Jiang Ling didn't question why there was chopped green onion in the soup. Under the expectant eyes of the two, she slowly added a piece of egg white.

The root of the tongue was slightly bitter, Jiang Ling's senses were all concentrated on the tongue, and there was only one word in his mind - salty.

She was absolutely sure that this was done by Shen Qingchuan.

"It's delicious." She swallowed it without changing her expression, and then took another sip of the soup, "What's in it? I'll learn."

Shen Qingchuan frowned, "Sugar."

Jiang Ling was shocked, her pupils trembled, and she nodded silently.

Lu Linshen looked between the two of them, but she still felt that the atmosphere was tense, so she held the wrists of the two with each hand, and then folded the hands of the young couple, and said with satisfaction: "It's done! You continue to flirt with each other, I'm going to sleep!"

She ran away "da da da" and disappeared, leaving only two people looking at each other in the living room.

The skin was pressed against each other, and the heat was transmitted, Jiang Ling's unclear mind was stuck.

Shen Qingchuan withdrew his palm abruptly, and said coldly: "What does 'also' mean?"