Red Line Resurrection Chapter 66
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◎Can you let me go?◎
As the bedside wall lamp was extinguished, the last trace of dim light in the room completely disappeared, leaving only the sound of slight breathing in the silent night. Shen Lingjun turned his back to Liang Ji’an, grabbed the quilt and pulled it up to cover his face.
He began to regret why he decided to sleep in the same room with Liang Ji’an because of a moment of fear.
Even without any physical contact, the familiar smell wrapped around him tightly. Shen Lingjun couldn’t even tell where the smell came from and entangled him. The quilt, or pajamas, or maybe the aroma of his own shower gel, should be the same smell. After all, they lived together.
“Junjun,” Liang Ji’an’s voice suddenly came, “Isn’t it boring to sleep with your head covered all the time?”
Shen Lingjun was startled, and immediately opened the quilt with a guilty conscience to reveal his face, but when he thought about it, he immediately realized Liang Ji’an’s cunning. He had obviously been “sleeping soundly” for a long time. What was the difference between this and the kindergarten teacher’s surrender behavior when he asked the sleeping children to raise their hands?
He pulled the quilt closer to his body, thinking that he had woken up and moved around a few times, unwilling to talk to Liang Jian.
Shen Lingjun has now completely lost interest in arguing with Liang Ji’an. Liang Ji’an doesn’t care about right or wrong or ethics. Worldly opinions are not even a speck of dust in his eyes. He can’t listen to anything he says, and will only make himself half angry in the end.
He would not ask Liang Ji’an why he liked him again. If the same question was asked to himself, Shen Lingjun could not give a specific answer.
He would not press Liang Ji’an and ask him for a promise or guarantee. Shen Lingjun thought that such a promise Liang Ji’an might not give to his future wife. What position would he use to condemn Liang Ji’an then?
He finally began to feel sleepy while thinking wildly. Shen Lingjun’s sleep quality had always been very good, but this sleep was very uneasy. Dreams like a revolving door were switching back and forth in his mind like a kaleidoscope. In a daze, he only felt the arms across his waist tightening, taking him into another deeper embrace.
Liang Jian’s kiss was soothing and fell on the back of his neck through the ends of his hair. He didn’t seem to want to rest. He just looked at Shen Lingjun for a long time. There was no trace of lust in his eyes, only pity and reluctance.
Days are short in winter and dawn comes late. After Liang Ji’an moved to his old house, he had to drive to the company for an hour. It was inconvenient to go back and forth every day. During this period, he did not want others to take care of Shen Lingjun, so he spent more time at home.
He can put the company’s affairs on hold for the time being, and working from home is not a big deal. If possible, he would be happy to spend more time in the kitchen.
But the little ancestor in the family didn’t want to see him.
Liang Ji’an got up to make breakfast. Only a hint of fish belly white was exposed in the sky. After everything was done and Shen Lingjun hadn’t woken up, Liang Ji’an kissed him on the forehead and left two messages to remind him to remember to eat.
Shen Lingjun slept until one o’clock in the afternoon.
When he opened his eyes, he first reached out and touched the bed next to him. He felt his hands were cold and confirmed that Liang Ji’an was gone before he dared to get up. He looked at his phone and saw one message after another filling the entire screen. Shen Lingjun clicked in and took a quick look, turning on the do not disturb mode.
After washing up, he moved to the kitchen on the first floor. In the past two days, he had added a batch of new kitchen utensils, including measuring cups, measuring spoons, kitchen electronic scales, and a thermometer specially designed to measure oil temperature. The dazzling array occupied one-third of the countertop, and they were all used by Liang Ji’an.
Boss Ba had probably never been in the kitchen before, and he always strictly followed the recipes, but the taste wasn’t bad.
Shen Lingjun opened the pot and took a look. It was fried lamb chops, and there were desserts left in the refrigerator. They must have been ordered in advance. His stomach rumbled twice. After reading every remaining dish, he walked out of the kitchen with determination.
He doesn’t want to eat.
The thought of leaving is still lingering, and he can’t even find any other way to escape except this passive resistance method. Shen Lingjun knows that Liang Ji’an can’t be cruel to him, and he may not be the one who compromises in the end.
But the feeling of starvation is very unpleasant.
Shen Lingjun sat lazily on the sofa, holding a pillow in a daze of boredom. Liang Jian did not restrict him from playing electronic devices such as mobile phones and tablets, but Shen Lingjun had no interest in playing games or chatting with anyone, and he did not dare to ask his friends for help.
He is afraid of hurting others.
At around five o’clock in the afternoon, it was getting dark, and snowflakes began to fall little by little outside. By the time Liang Ji’an came back, there was already two to three centimeters of snow in the garden.
The weather forecast said there would be no rain or snow in the next two weeks, but this year’s first snow came unexpectedly. Shen Lingjun bundled up tightly and moved outside, squatting on the ground and making a few snowballs.
When he heard the sound of the car engine, he knew that Liang Ji’an was back. He patted the snowflakes on his body and moved back to the house listlessly.
When Liang Ji’an entered the house, he noticed the snowballs by the door. While taking off his clothes, he said, “Junjun, do you want to come out and play in the snow?”
It was rare that he didn’t wear a very serious suit today. Under the coat was a dark gray turtleneck sweater, which looked a bit gentle with his glasses. Shen Lingjun glanced at him and said nothing.
“The snow will get heavier at night, and we should be able to build a snowman tomorrow.” Liang Ji’an went into the kitchen to prepare dinner. Shen Lingjun knew that Liang Ji’an would not angrily question him or scold him, but he was still unavoidable and worried. After a while, a shadow appeared in front of him.
“Is the food cooked by my brother not delicious?” Liang Ji’an said warmly: “What would Junjun want to eat at night? Can I order a hotel meal?”
Shen Lingjun still didn’t speak. He didn’t even look at Liang Jian, he just lowered his head and remained silent.
Liang comforted his face and said helplessly and dotingly: “You’re still angry with me.”
“How can Junjun forgive me?”
Shen Lingjun finally said: “Can you let me go?”
Liang Jian laughed and said, “Where are you going in such a cold weather?”
Shen Lingjun hated the way he answered questions even though he understood clearly, so he added, “I’m going out tomorrow.”
Liang Ji’an responded: “Okay, then I’ll accompany Junjun.”
Shen Lingjun felt resentful and resentful. She looked at him with red eyes for a long time, pushed away his hand on her cheek, and went upstairs without saying a word.
He went back to his room, and it didn’t matter whether there was surveillance or not. After all, he and Liang Ji’an would not sleep together again.
Liang Jian did not continue cooking.
Shen Lingjun on the screen still covered himself in the quilt, like a bird trapped in a cage that raised its wings to cover its body, trying its best to hide, but there was no way to avoid it.
Liang Jian looked at it for a while, then suddenly raised his hand and placed it on his heart, not knowing what he was thinking.
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