Chapter 15 Chapter 15 Soufflé

After a long stalemate, Shen Zhi gave up and said softly: "I admit... I may not be that pure, maybe I am just looking for excitement, or something else. But now, I really like you very much. Very."

"Forget it, Shen Zhi." Feng Ran said, "It's better to say less if you mean it."

"Can we go home? I learned how to make several desserts, soufflé, egg tarts... How about I make them for you to try?"

After dragging it on for so many days, Feng Ran didn't want to go back with him.

But firstly, there was no other place to live, and secondly, he couldn't stand the soft and hard persuasion.

He still followed him.

After getting off the car, he remembered to take a closer look, but it was too late.

Standing in front of Shen Zhi's house, he asked: "What do you mean?"

"The tools and materials are here, I forgot to tell you," Shen Zhi said apologetically, "Just make do with me today."

Feng Ran couldn't find a reason to leave, and wanted to be tough, but Shen Zhi was like a ball of cotton, leaving him nowhere to vent, and he was very angry.

The gaming team agreed to play games every Friday night. The new friends kept calling him, but he refused them one by one. They kept yelling, blaming him for standing up without warning.

Shen Zhi brought a plate of soft and fragrant cakes, but he didn't even want to taste them.

"I want to go back."

"Tomorrow, I'll take you there."

"I have something tonight! You're obviously doing this on purpose."

"Play games, you can play here too."

"Your console can't handle it."

"Is it that important?" Shen Zhi said cautiously, "It's just that there was a little accident tonight, we can continue tomorrow."

"I don't go to bars or socialize now, this is my only hobby," Feng Ran stood up and said coldly, "We've broken up, why do you care about me?"

"Don't be angry." Shen Zhi also stood up.

"Breaking up is something that one person can decide, understand?"

"Feng Ran."

"I'm leaving."

Chen Zhi put down the cake, walked up quickly, held his hand to open the door, and said, "Feng Ran, you don't plan to come here again in the future, right?"

"Yes."

"Really, don't think about it anymore?" Chen Zhi stared at him, almost begging, "Can you not refuse so quickly, think about it for a while longer, okay?"

"I've been thinking about it for several days, breaking up is breaking up."

Chen Zhi was silent.

"You don't have to waste your time on me." Feng Ran didn't even look at him, and said simply and decisively, "I'm not a good person."

Chen Zhi said softly, "Okay."

"You agree?"

"Yes, I agree... to break up."

"...Really?" Something that hadn't made any progress for several days was so easily resolved?

"Well." Chen Zhi didn't have any expression, "Try the dessert, I've been learning for several days."

Although he didn't understand why he was obsessed with this cake, but... Feng Ran cut a piece with a spoon and put it into his mouth.

It's already broken up, so eating a piece of cake is no big deal.

The cake was very soft, with cream and fruit inside. I ate it in two or three bites, but I couldn't taste anything.

Shen Zhi said, "This is called soufflé. It's my first time making it."

Feng Ran wanted to say that soufflé is not made like this, and yours is more like chiffon cake, but he felt it was unnecessary and held it back.

"It's good, not too sweet."

Shen Zhi said again, "You have a lot of things here, clothes, headphones, glasses, towels, toothbrushes and so on. Pack them up and take them away."

"No problem."

Feng Ran went upstairs with him. After walking a few steps, he suddenly felt dizzy, as if he was slapped in the face, and he could hardly hold on.

"What's wrong with you?" Shen Zhi asked.

Feng Ran held his forehead, his eyelids felt as if they weighed a thousand pounds: "It's okay, I'm a little sleepy... Maybe I did too much work during the day."

"Then you... pack up quickly, I'll find someone to take you home?"

"Okay..." Feng Ran took two steps forward and was supported.

"That's enough, don't force it. Go to sleep, and leave tomorrow, it's the same."

Feng Ran couldn't hold on any longer, and said, "Okay, I'll take a rest, and leave tomorrow."

Although he had some doubts, his physical condition didn't allow him to think too much.

He entered the bedroom and fell asleep as soon as he leaned on the pillow.

When he woke up, it was bright outside, and Shen Zhi was not there. Maybe he had slept enough, his mind was unusually clear, and his body felt refreshed.

The things left at Shen Zhi's house were not many, but not few either, all odds and ends.

Just enough to fill a schoolbag.

He thought about it before opening the door, took off the watch from his left wrist, and gently placed it on the table.

It would be a lie to say that he didn't feel regretful. But some things don't belong to him, and forcing them will only become a burden.

He hummed a light melody as he opened the door, and the doorknob remained motionless.

Doubts and worries exploded in his heart, and expanded little by little as he increased his strength. He threw the schoolbag on the ground, and after repeated checks, everything had a definite answer.

The door was locked.

"Boss, get a fruit basket. The cheapest kind."

The woman called in the morning and asked Shen Zhi to visit his father.

He subconsciously glanced at the side and saw Feng Ran sleeping soundly.

He wanted to refuse, but the woman anticipated it and said, "Son, your father has something to say to you. I'm afraid it will be difficult to talk properly in the future."

Shen Zhi was silent. The woman suppressed her tears and reported the address of the hospital.

Shen Zhi pushed the door open and the woman got up to greet him.

"Your father just fell asleep for half an hour. This disease is too torturous. He didn't rest for two or three days. The doctor prescribed some medicine, and he fell asleep."

The man in a blue and white striped hospital gown lay on the bed with his eyes closed, his mouth and nose connected to a ventilator, and his face was gray.

Shen Zhi asked, "What did the doctor say?"

"The doctor said it is recommended to be hospitalized, and recommended an eye tracker. There is also a daily treatment fee. The total cost per month is..."

The woman reported a number.

"The doctor said he has a few more years to live?"

The woman paused, then wiped her eyes again: "You know about this disease. Your father's physical foundation is not good. Five years after the onset of the disease... is a miracle."

Chen Zhi said: "Then it means at most three or four years, or more."

The woman finally heard the unconcealed indifference, and the tone was a bit reproachful: "Human life is at stake. You are his only flesh and blood. Apart from you, there is no other relative to share anything for him. You should always pay more attention." Chen

Zhi said nonchalantly: "Yes, you should always pay more attention."

At this time, the person on the bed coughed lightly, and the woman moved at the sound and said: "Awake, do you want some water? Look who's here."

Shen Zhi stood still, watching his father turn his head with difficulty, his fingers holding the oximeter trembling constantly, staring at him straight. The woman leaned down, separating the father and son from their intersecting eyes.

She said something in a soft voice.

Shen Zhi looked away: "It's okay, I'm leaving first. Next time you call me, just tell me what happened." Suddenly remembering something, he turned half of his body, "Shen Yuan has gone abroad, everything is arranged, and he won't be back for at least five years. While you can still talk normally, tell him about his company's affairs on the phone. I'm not competent."

Some instrument beeped around him, accompanied by a cough and heavy breathing. The woman screamed and hurriedly pressed the call bell. Shen Zhi left without looking back.

As soon as he arrived downstairs of the company, the assistant hurried over and said, "Boss, why can't you get through on your phone? It's been a whole morning, and Mr. Shen's secretaries have been busy and no one can find you. A client was anxious to see you this morning. He waited for an hour and a half and left ten minutes ago."

The phone was turned off all morning because he felt guilty.

The locked-up person at home would definitely call him a thousand times.

"Boss, I'm asking you a question, why are you distracted again?" The assistant said, "What will the client do? The amount of liquidated damages is not small." Chen

Zhi said, "Try to do your best."

The assistant sighed, "Why don't you care at all? You don't even know what they say behind your back. Even if you don't care, at least show some kind of attitude."

Chen Zhi smiled slightly, "It doesn't matter what others say, don't you understand what I care about? Hold on for me for these few months, make the financial report look good, and Shen Yuan will be back at the end of the year."

The assistant hesitated.

"Double the year-end bonus."

The assistant was embarrassed and said, "Okay, I'll bend over backwards for a few dollars."

"Please inform me that the company will get off work on time during this period. I may not come here often, and try not to turn off my phone in the future." Shen

Zhi sat in the car and thought for a long time,

then turned on the phone. In less than a second, Feng Ran called.

He was startled and the vibrating phone almost fell out of his hand.

His heart was pounding, and he was unsure whether to answer it. Fortunately, the phone stopped.

Chen Zhi turned off the phone again.

He was not worried.

No matter how Feng Ran vented his anger at him, he was in this house, by his side. And it was foreseeable that it would be like this for a long time in the future.

That was enough.

Shen Zhi had never felt so at ease.