23 Awesome
◎Qin Zhen, you are so kind.◎
Liang Jiangsheng frowned slightly.
Qin Zhen has a good temper? Liang Youwei is the only one who thinks so. People in high positions usually have average tempers; it all depends on how well they pretend.
"If we get along well, we can take things a step further. Knowing each other well, marriage is easy." Liang Jiangsheng took a sip of his soup and spoke indifferently. Liang Youwei blushed and nodded vaguely, not knowing what to say.
Eldest brother Liang Ting'an said nothing, second sister Liang Zhihui focused on picking up food, third sister Liang Jingyi had a cold expression on her face. Only He Jingshu smiled and took Liang Youwei's hand: "Qin Zhen treats you well, and Mom is relieved. Young people should be happy in love. If you have any questions, just ask Mom."
Liang Jiangsheng raised the corner of his mouth: "Does every profession have its own specialization?"
He Jingshu glared at him angrily: "What's wrong? I'm teaching my daughter how to fall in love, and it bothers you?"
"It's no problem. Just teach her well." Liang Jiangsheng sneered. With Liang Youwei's character, this was the only talent she had.
Not everyone has the ability to please both men and women.
Liang Youwei thought her father's tone was very strange. She lowered her eyelashes, concentrated on eating, and moved very quietly.
He Jingshu wasn't bound by the Liang family's "no talking while eating, no talking while sleeping" rule. She could speak freely at the dinner table. After chatting with Liang Youwei, she turned her attention to the other children, seemingly oblivious to their silence. She'd ask Liang Jingyi if he was busy with work, then ask about Liang Zhihui's health.
The person being asked could only force a smile and respond one by one.
…
After finally leaving the weird atmosphere at the dining table, Liang Youwei received another WeChat call from Zhao Lingyu.
"Why are you suddenly in love?"
The person on the other side spoke directly, her voice a little hoarse. Liang Youwei first asked her if her throat was uncomfortable before saying: "He just confessed suddenly, and I felt that I didn't hate him, so we got together."
"Then I'll confess to you, will you agree?"
On the other end of the line, Zhao Lingyu put down the bottle of wine in her hand and stared blankly into space. The room was dark, and the pale moonlight shone in, illuminating her white fingertips.
The mechanical watch was thrown aside, just like sanity was thrown aside casually.
Zhao Lingyu now felt like she was going crazy. After a trip to Shanghai, her sweetheart started dating another man.
She had spent the most time with her, had done the most intimate things with her, yet in the end, she didn't like women, but liked men. Zhao Lingyu couldn't accept it. She couldn't accept that she had "lost" to a man who was inferior to her in every way.
Men are fickle and heartless creatures, driven by profit, cold and ruthless, squeezing her upward mobility. What is there to like about her? How can he compare to her?
Although her heart was turbulent, her tone remained as calm as ever. Liang Youwei thought she was joking and smiled: "You? Hmm... Let me think about it carefully. It seems that it is not impossible."
Liang Youwei was very particular about "reasons" for frivolous things. She slowly counted out the reasons: "Look, you're beautiful, smart, generous to me, and tolerant of my bad temper. It seems like being with you would be pretty good, right?"
The end of her voice rose, with a little hook that tugged at people's hearts.
"Do you want to break up with Qin Zhen?" Zhao Lingyu asked tremblingly in the moonlight, without any hesitation, "Be with me."
Liang Youwei was just joking. Who would have thought she would actually take it seriously? She was a little stunned and stuttered: "No, Zhao, Zhao Lingyu, are you serious? We are both girls..."
So what if they are all girls?
From childhood to adulthood, a woman is surrounded by women. The first time a woman feels soft is because of a woman. Women are born to like women.
Zhao Lingyu wanted to sneer, but her heart felt like it was falling into an icy cave, falling endlessly into a bottomless abyss.
Liang Youwei doesn't like women. She is close to herself, depends on herself, but she doesn't love herself.
With a gentle swallow, Zhao Lingyu leaned back on the sofa, her shoulder-length hair forming the world's smallest, pure black ocean. Tears streamed down her cheeks, a feeling of helplessness, irony, and sadness.
"...Don't worry, it's fake." She swallowed her tears and said calmly, "I've been a little tired lately, so I'm just talking nonsense. Don't take it seriously."
"I told you, you wouldn't normally say something so nonsensical." Liang Youwei's heart settled down again. "Zhao Lingyu, work is important, but you also have to think about yourself. How can you just focus on work and not take good care of yourself? Do you hear me, Zhao Lingyu?"
Liang Youwei kept talking. Zhao Lingyu held the phone tightly and replied softly, "I heard it."
"By the way, Zhao Lingyu, have you ever been in love?" The other party was her best friend, and Liang Youwei had some little thoughts about love, so she wanted to share with her: "Why do boys have such a strong possessive desire after falling in love?"
"I've never been in love," Zhao Lingyu said, almost scratching her palms until blood oozed out, and then she kept her tone within a normal range, "I'm not a man, so I don't understand this."
"I feel like Qin Zhen has been acting a little strange since we started dating. He always wants to stick close to me, calling me for everything, and telling me not to rely too much on others and to come to him if I have any problems..."
Zhao Lingyu didn't want to listen at all. She closed her eyes and interrupted her: "Liang Youwei."
The other party's tone was a little serious. Liang Youwei paused and became cautious: "Huh? What's wrong?"
Zhao Lingyu...will she also hate being in love like my third sister?
"I'm feeling a little unwell, so I might have to hang up first."
Zhao Lingyu never revealed her sexual orientation to her. Liang Youwei didn't understand and didn't know, but she didn't blame her.
"Then you should get some rest quickly. I won't disturb you anymore." The person on the other end of the phone immediately became worried. "Are you going to work tomorrow? I'm very free recently. I'll come see you, okay?"
"……No."
Zhao Lingyu was afraid that he would not be able to control himself if he saw her. After a mental struggle, she still refused: "This illness will heal quickly. I still have to go to work."
"You're so dedicated." Liang Youwei wrinkled her nose and grumbled softly, "Forget it, I'll order some medicine for you to take out and send it directly to your company. It will arrive tomorrow, don't forget to pick it up."
After a long while, the other party replied softly: "Yeah, okay."
After hanging up the phone, Liang Youwei still had a satisfied smile on her face. She turned around happily as if dancing a waltz, but unexpectedly ran straight into a strange yet familiar embrace.
She raised her smiling eyes, but the joy faded like a tide the moment she saw the man clearly. Liang Youwei's heart tightened, and the phone case made a noticeable sound as she scratched it. She slowly stepped back a few inches and called out, "...Brother."
This action was a reminder to him and also a warning to myself.
Half of Liang Ting'an's face was hidden in the darkness. He lowered his eyes, his gaze fixed on her subconscious retreating steps, then slowly moved his gaze upwards to rest on her trembling eyelids.
"Have you thought it through? Are you sure it's Qin Zhen?"
Liang Youwei bit her lip and scratched the embroidery on the edge of her clothes with her fingertips. It was hard and a bit prickly.
"……Um."
Without the constraints of worldly strange eyes, he was devoted and affectionate enough to her. Even if he wasn't the favorite, Qin Zhen was the most suitable one, wasn't he? Isn't that enough? It was definitely enough.
She kept telling herself this.
"good."
After receiving a less-than-firm affirmative answer, Liang Ting'an raised his lips in a perfunctory manner, then took the initiative to step back, making the distance between the two longer and more restrained.
"I support every choice you make. But Youwei, you won't be truly happy with Qin Zhen."
"...Brother, how do you know I can't?"
A sudden wave of sadness hit her, and she clearly wanted to cry, but Liang Youwei straightened her back, looked straight at him, and said stubbornly: "I will be happy."
Liang Ting'an's voice was a little hoarse, saturated with indescribable emotions: "You don't like him."
"But brother, I really like him."
But, it’s not my favorite.
Liang Youwei stopped looking at him: "From now on, don't say bad things about Qin Zhen in front of me."
After saying that, she turned around without hesitation, her fingers quickly passing over the corners of her eyes, and even her steps became messy.
...Did she cry?
Liang Ting'an frowned and wanted to take a step closer, but his mind froze in mid-air and he soon withdrew all thoughts.
He made her angry again.
But he really didn't know what to do. In fact, he couldn't do anything.
Everyone's life was moving forward. At the end of June, Liang Youwei finished her defense and passed it successfully, and she also put aside those unclear thoughts.
"Qin Zhen! How come you are so powerful!"
As soon as she walked out of the room, Liang Youwei jumped up with a smile and hugged the man in front of her, her mouth close to his ear, almost without any distance between them. She lowered her voice and said, "You actually guessed most of the questions correctly, how amazing!"
Qin Zhen bent down and hooked his arm around her waist: "You have a good memory. You can remember everything." Liang Youwei was praised and felt happy. She couldn't help but kissed him loudly on the side of his face: "Qin Zhen, you are so nice~"
Qin Zhen's heart was filled with tenderness. He smiled softly, even though he didn't realize it. He stroked her long hair and said, "Since I'm so kind, Liang Youwei, shouldn't you reward me?"
"You deserve it!" Liang Youwei felt she had hugged him enough, so she jumped down without hesitation. She ignored his disappointed look and turned around happily, "I'll treat you to dinner!"
Seeing that there was no one around and he didn't catch up in time, Liang Youwei turned back in confusion: "Don't you want to, Qin Zhen?"
The flying curve of her hair showed her good mood.
Qin Zhen frowned, also suppressing his slight dissatisfaction. He quickly followed and took her hand: "We can eat anytime. Can I change?"
"What do you want to change it to?" Liang Youwei was curious. "It's okay to change it, but it can't be too extreme. Ordinary ones are fine."
Qin Zhen's eyes dimmed slightly. He leaned over, leaned close to her ear, whispered two words, then stood up and looked at her suddenly red face: "This, is it okay?
Liang Youwei's face turned red. She wanted to shake his hand off angrily, but she couldn't. He held it tighter and intertwined their fingers without letting anyone refuse: "Qin Zhen, are you a hooligan?!"
"This is something lovers do, how can it be considered hooliganism?" Qin Zhen was too cold, his amber eyes looking at her without blinking.
"You're a hooligan!" Liang Youwei glared at him angrily.
Qin Zhen was still staring at her: "Yes, I am a gangster. So, can I do it?"
Liang Youwei felt her heart and ears burning hot, and her eyelashes trembled: "But even if I agree, then, where can you do this? We are at school now..."
A satisfied smile appeared on his lips. Qin Zhen loosened her hand, but their fingers were still intertwined. "In the car."
Liang Youwei's face turned even redder.
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