Chapter 125 This is what they call the wheel of fortune turning.
Lu Yanchuan himself knew that no matter how much he apologized now, it would be very inadequate.
He can still recall how he treated Shen Li.
Shen Li looked at him without saying a word.
Not every "I'm sorry" can be answered with "It's okay".
No matter how she thought about it, Shen Li couldn't bring herself to say "it's okay" about the treatment she had suffered.
It's not that they're unrelated.
It's very relevant; she's in a lot of pain.
It wasn't just because of the pain of getting injured while helping Lu Yanchuan fend off those scoundrels, which prevented him from even joining the national team.
It wasn't just because I went to Haicheng to drown my sorrows in alcohol, but also because of the pain of a sudden illness.
Furthermore, over the past five years, year after year, she has never felt any respect in front of Lu Yanchuan.
Other pains seem to fade away gradually over time.
But this pain is like a persistent, intractable disease, always there, and impossible to forget.
It doesn't matter how much you've given.
In matters of the heart, some people naturally give more than others.
If you get too caught up in every little gain or loss, it's exhausting.
But if there's no respect at all...
“I don’t really want to talk about this right now,” Shen Li said. “At least I don’t want to talk about it at my master’s house.”
Lu Yanchuan nodded. "Then let's not talk about it for now."
Before long, Old Zhong came out with sugar cakes and tea, and Shen Li's eyes lit up immediately.
Ignoring the heat, she grabbed a sugar biscuit and took a bite. The molten syrup was so hot that she was panting and sticking out her tongue.
"Eat slowly, or someone will try to take it from you," Old Zhong said helplessly.
Shen Li smiled vaguely and said, "You didn't... know! I've been thinking about... this taste for... a long time!"
After swallowing the sugar biscuit in his mouth, he regained his clear speech, saying, "I've made it myself many times, but I can never make it taste like yours."
Old Zhong looked at her with annoyance, "So why didn't you come to me? Do you think I'd kick you out?"
Shen Li smiled but didn't say anything.
What are you saying? She's just too ashamed to come.
Shen Li changed the subject, "How's the tea?"
Old Zhong's eyes lit up, "Excellent tea!"
But then she seemed to realize that it was Lu Yanchuan who brought the tea, and glanced at Lu Yanchuan with a somewhat awkward expression.
The excitement in her voice subsided a bit, "You guys should try some too."
Shen Li shook her head. "I don't understand this. You drink it."
She was eating a sugar cake in one hand while taking out the first draft of her work and her own drawings from the bag with the other.
“Master, I’ve come to discuss my work for the pottery competition with you.”
Since Shen Li couldn't figure it out with just one hand, she simply bit into the sugar cake and used both hands to take everything out.
Hearing her mention the pottery competition, Old Zhong was a little angry, "What kind of ridiculous competition is this? Don't participate in it!"
Shen Li smiled and continued to flip through her sketchbook for Elder Zhong to see.
The old man grew angrier as he spoke, "There's absolutely no fairness in the competition! How could they give someone a free pass like this?! I think they've gone mad!"
"They even asked me to be a referee! What a joke! I've already decided to refuse! Not only will I not referee this competition, I might as well quit the association!"
The old man has been making pottery all his life, and what he values most is purity.
He loves this profession because he feels it is very pure.
A work of art is either good or bad.
It's understandable that he'd be angry about how the competition turned out this way.
Shen Li reassured her, "It's alright, I'm participating now, just think of it as coming to watch my competition."
Old Master Zhong frowned deeply. "I feel sorry for my apprentice! To have to compete on the same stage with someone like that is simply an insult!"
“The artwork will provide the answer,” Shen Li said with a smile. “Quick, help me take a look at the pictures. I have three ideas, can you help me choose one?”
Master Zhong still loves pottery, and his most valued disciple, who hasn't made pottery for five years, is now going to participate in a competition.
He put his heart into it more than anything else. After that, the master and apprentice spent the rest of the time discussing which piece Shen Li should use to enter the competition.
Lu Yanchuan had wanted to confess to Elder Zhong several times that he was one of the reasons that disrupted the competition.
But they couldn't find an opportunity to speak.
Even as dinner time approached, Shen Li showed no sign of leaving, and smoothly got up to go to the kitchen.
"Let me see what dishes I can cook, and I'll eat before I leave." She knew the place like the back of her hand.
Old Zhong was very accommodating to her, and didn't forget to remind her, "There are abalone and sea cucumbers that Linzhou brought before in the freezer. Why don't you take them out and cook them? You were injured recently, so this is a good way to replenish your strength."
"Okay." Shen Li wasn't going to be too polite or reserved at her master's house, and her voice came from the kitchen.
Now, only Old Master Zhong and Lu Yanchuan remained in the living room.
Lu Yanchuan hesitated for a moment, then reached out and filled Old Zhong's cup with tea, saying, "Please have some tea."
Old Zhong looked at Lu Yanchuan with a serious gaze and a solemn expression. "Lu Yanchuan."
"Please speak," Lu Yanchuan said, sensing that Elder Zhong was about to reprimand him.
Unexpectedly, Old Zhong looked at him seriously and asked, "I heard that you were in the same car as Shen Li when she had the accident, right?"
Lu Yanchuan nodded slightly. "Yes."
"You protected her, right?"
Lu Yanchuan nodded slightly again.
"Well done," Old Zhong praised him, which surprised Lu Yanchuan.
"You flatter me."
"It's not an overstatement, but Lili's father... humph." Old Zhong sneered, clearly already knowing what kind of person Shen Wenzhong was.
“As long as he lives, Lili will always be unsafe and unstable.” When Old Zhong said this, the childlike earnestness in his eyes had faded when he was discussing Tao with Shen Li.
Instead, it shone with a deep light, as if it were a wise old man with profound experience.
“I know you’ve bullied Lili a lot these past few years,” Old Zhong continued. “Originally, I wholeheartedly supported Lili’s decision to leave you.”
Lu Yanchuan felt somewhat helpless.
“But her father is that kind of freak. Since you can protect Lili, then you should protect her,” Old Zhong said.
Lu Yanchuan had no objection to this; he would have done it even if Elder Zhong hadn't said anything.
Lu Yanchuan asked, "You...won't stop me from being with Lili because I bullied her?"
Old Zhong chuckled and looked at him, "I, Zhong, never do such things as breaking up lovers, whether you two are still a couple or not. Anyway, I can see that you two are now..."
Old Zhong looked at Lu Yanchuan with a sharp glint in his eyes and continued, "...It's Li Li's turn to decide, isn't it? This is what they call the wheel of fortune turning."
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