Red Line Resurrection Chapter 53
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â—ŽI want to go to school.â—Ž
Shen Lingjun suffered from fever on and off for two days, so the family doctor simply stayed at Liang’s house so that he could prescribe medicine and fluids at any time.
After the last intravenous drip, Shen Lingjun was almost healed, but there were always a lot of things on his mind during this period. Not only was he unable to eat, but he was unwilling to go downstairs. He Wen tried his best to make him delicious food to coax him to eat more. Shen Lingjun didn’t want to live up to his good intentions, so he ate some, but he refused to speak from the beginning to the end, and his palm-sized face was so thin that it was pitiful.
He himself was feeling depressed. After all, he was not a quiet person in the first place. He watched the doctor prescribing medicine for him, and his eyes followed him. After a while, he suddenly said: “Doctor Meng, are you tired from working here? You have to be on call at all times.”
“Actually not.” Dr. Meng pushed up his glasses and said with a smile: “Mr. Liang is in very good health. He has no headaches or stomachaches, and his sleep quality is also very good. So generally speaking, I am very leisurely every month.”
“And he wouldn’t suddenly call me at two in the morning to clean up some mess.”
He carefully checked the medication list again, and said with great relief and happiness: “Strictly speaking, these are the only three days I have been working properly in the past three months. I changed jobs several times before finally finding my ideal job.”
Shen Lingjun nodded, thinking that this was indeed different from the boss novels he had read before, and said sarcastically: “Then my brother is indeed quite good.”
Dr. Meng agreed: “If you have to say there is something wrong with him, it should be mental illness, but this is not my business.” He looked at Shen Lingjun and warned: “You must have a good rest during this period of time and try to avoid external stimulation. It is easy to feel uncomfortable if your mood fluctuates too much in a short period of time.”
Shen Lingjun lowered his head and did not respond.
He has not seen Liang Ji’an in the past two days, although he knows that Liang Ji’an sometimes stands by his bed and looks at him when he is asleep.
Shen Lingjun knew that he was too sleepy, so he had the savvy to stuff a small piece of paper under the door. If the paper moved the next day, it meant that someone had come in in the middle of the night.
He didn’t know where his trust in Liang Ji’an came from. Even if he knew that Liang Ji’an’s feelings for him had deteriorated, he still believed that Liang Ji’an would not do anything to him while he was unconscious.
On the fifth day after returning home, Shen Lingjun listened to Liang Ji’an’s car leaving upstairs before slowly moving to the first floor and said to He Wen who was making medicine for him: “Uncle.”
He Wen was startled by him. Shen Lingjun walked without making any sound. He poked his head out from the door frame and made a faint voice, “I want to go to school.”
Shen Lingjun has never wanted to go to school so much. He was a child who was extremely tired of studying since kindergarten. He cried all the way to the third grade of elementary school before finally accepting the fact that he had to stay in school five days a week. Now he wants to stay in school every day.
This desire even exceeded the freshness he felt when he first entered college.
When he said this, he was still worried that Liang Ji’an had told He Wen in advance not to let him go.
Unexpectedly, He Wen agreed immediately and said gently: “Then I will take you there after dinner.”
“After I’ve prepared the medicine for the past few days, you can take it with you. Just put it in the refrigerator in the dormitory. You need to heat it up before drinking it. I will remind you.”
The bunch of stalking words that Shen Lingjun had prepared were useless. After being stunned for a while, he sat at the table and said dumbly.
He thought Liang Ji’an had figured it out and really planned to let him go free, but it turned out that he only went to school from Monday to Friday, and Liang Ji’an took him directly to the company on weekends.
Shen Lingjun sat in the passenger seat and accused coldly: “Don’t your company have weekends off?”
Liang Ji’an said: “The company has a rotating holiday system.”
Shen Lingjun said these two words from the moment he got in the car to now. Shen Lingjun crossed his arms and looked out the window, silently comforting himself. The brief surrender was for a better escape.
Moreover, he heard from Pan Siyun that Luo Mingyuan had never been to the school last week. No one knew where he had gone. Shen Lingjun did not dare to ask Liang Ji’an and cowered like an ostrich.
When they arrived at the place, Liang Ji’an held his hand and entered the company gate together. Shen Lingjun kept his head down, not wanting others to see his face, and he didn’t care about the size of the company, which had nothing to do with him anyway.
But Liang Ji’an didn’t follow his ideas and took him to the front desk to scan his face and enter information. Shen Lingjun was very resistant, “I don’t want to come to your place of work.”
When Liang Ji’an heard it, he just pretended not to hear it.
Shen Lingjun was so annoyed that he kicked his calf. He was still unhappy until he finished recording the message. There were too many messy things during this period. He hadn’t had a haircut for a long time, and the end of his hair had almost reached his collarbone. He once felt that he was too ugly to be seen.
The receptionist behind him whispered to his colleagues: “Is this the brother that Mr. Liang recognized before?”
“It should be so.” Another person said uncertainly: “She looks like a little sister.”
Shen Lingjun didn’t know whether Liang Ji’an heard it or not, but he blushed and walked quickly to the elevator. He had to stop and wait for him because he didn’t know which floor he wanted to sit on.
Liang Ji’an’s office was on the top floor. It was so big that it was so empty that a long conference table for twenty people could fit in. But now there was a game area separated from the huge open space. Shen Lingjun was dumbfounded when he entered. She stood there and asked him, “Are you planning to bring me here every weekend and look at me?”
“I’m not looking at you.” Liang Ji’an said, “It’s just that I miss you.”
Shen Lingjun couldn’t talk to his gangster logically. He hoped that one day he could take all unreasonable things as granted as Liang Ji’an did. He stood there and took a few deep breaths, and then stepped into Liang Ji’an’s office as if he was dead.
In less than half an hour, he was already over it.
From a parent’s perspective, Liang Ji’an is a doting parent whose principles and bottom line fluctuate in real time. In order to lure Shen Lingjun over, he will prepare a full set of game cartridges and the latest game equipment for him, and will also fill the refrigerator with drinks and snacks.
For three hours in the morning, the two of them did their own things and got along peacefully. Until lunch, Shen Lingjun seemed to suddenly wake up from the attack of sugar-coated bullets. He put down the game console and said in a stiff tone: “I want to go home.”
The assistant brought lunch and placed them in a row in front of the table. Liang Jian knocked on the table twice and said, “Come over and eat.”
Shen Lingjun’s current strategy is to pretend to surrender, deliberately torment, wait for an opportunity to escape, and resist Liang Ji’an with his chin raised, “Don’t eat.”
“I want to go home.”
Liang Jian didn’t care what he said. Seeing that he was still staying in place, he strode over, picked him up and brought him back to the table, “Eat.”
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