46 Chapter 46

◎Liar◎

Chen Jing’an was almost carried over.

Due to the disparity in physical strength, she had no room to resist. She was easily picked up and carried on her shoulders. She struggled to get down, and was slapped on her butt with a crisp sound. She was stunned for a few seconds and was put on the sofa. The bun that was pulled back had already been spread out, and the black hair was spread all over the place. Because it was too long, it hung over the edge of the sofa.

The skin is like frost and snow, warm and soft as jade, covered with light or heavy marks, like plum blossoms covered with branches on a snowy day.

"Does it hurt?" Shen Lie glanced over and asked hoarsely.

"It hurts."

Chen Jing'an knew that it was right to say it hurt at this time. She pulled on her nightgown in an attempt to cover up, curling herself up to occupy a small area, trying to awaken his possible remaining conscience.

"Here?"

His slender fingers nodded vaguely.

Chen Jing'an nodded.

Her fingers touched more places. No matter where she clicked, Chen Jing'an always nodded. She had been afraid of pain since she was a child. Sometimes a bump would leave bruises. It was not just an exaggeration. The previous scenes were skipped one after another. She was still frightened and refused to do anything.

Well.

Chen Jing'an covered her lips with one hand, her apricot eyes widened, and she grasped his arm with the other hand to prevent further attacks.

The body is far more honest than words.

"Liar."

He chuckled, his voice a judgment of her dishonesty.

Chen Jing'an held up his body and struggled to get up, moving forward and back, like a test, his voice naturally escaped from his throat. His throat was dry and burning. He wanted to say something, but everything became fragmented, leaving only a strange tone.

She desperately wanted to hold on to something, and in the end she only held his arm.

Chen Jing'an felt like a fish that had been thrown ashore, swaying its tail, breathing hard, and on the verge of death. Every second it was being pulled infinitely, her nerves were tense and thin, and she could sense any movement, and there was a possibility of breaking at any time.

For the first time, she felt unfamiliar with her body, as if she had never been familiar with it before.

Shen Lie leaned over and said some words that made people blush. Mixed with the sound of his breathing that was completely out of rhythm, he passed it to her ears. The stimulating numbness made her whole body tremble. She couldn't help but want to cover her ears, and then He was pulled away and his earlobe was bitten punitively.

In the end, Chen Jing'an didn't have any strength left, and his white arms were hanging on the sofa, dripping with sweat, as if he had been fished out of the water.

The memory began to become blurry. She only remembered that after finishing, the two of them hugged and lay on their sides on the sofa for a while. The space was small and the body heat of each other was baking. She forgot how she got back to the room. She only knew that Shen Lie wanted to hold her to wash up. After being briefly awake, I refused to do anything. After taking a shower with my pajamas in my arms, the burning sensation gradually dissipated.

Drowsiness swept over him, and he couldn't care about anything, so he fell asleep on the pillow.

There was a call in the morning. The ringtone disturbed her dreams. Chen Jing'an frowned. She turned around and wanted to stay away. Within two seconds, she was pulled into her arms again. She heard Shen Lie talking on the phone before she even opened her eyes. The caller was Ji Hong, who was also talking about work issues. She didn't understand, so Shen Lie finished the explanation and hung up the phone.

He turned sideways, the two of them embraced tightly, and the kiss fell naturally on their hair.

"Is your birthday coming soon?"

Chen Jing'an was drowsy and responded with a um, just like that, and went back to sleep. She didn't hear what else he said after that.

—Chen

Jing’an’s birthday is easy to remember, September 18th.

She has no special expectations for birthdays. In previous years, she spent them with friends and family. Ruan Lingling is very outgoing and has always been keen on such activities. He often prepares them a few days ago to surprise her.

This time, Shen Lie held a birthday party for Chen Jing'an.

She invited her classmates and friends, but Chen Jing'an only told Ruan Ling that she was the only one who knew about their relationship. She would have dinner with her friends during the day, and Ji Hong would come to pick her up at night.

The car drove to the birthday party venue, a villa on the top of the mountain, with bright lights and extremely luxurious furnishings. Chen Jing'an looked through the car window and saw the guests who were dressed up to attend. Each of the faces was unfamiliar to her. She didn't recognize them. At this moment, they looked more like a stranger. A bystander, looking at a world that does not belong to her, like the crystal ball she bought when she was a child.

Although Ruan Ling was prepared in advance, he was still shocked: "God, how much money did you spend?"

"I don't know." Chen Jing'an said.

Shen Lie didn't say anything, which meant that the night of his birthday was free for him.

"Understand, when you have a certain amount of money, money is just a bunch of numbers." Ruan Ling's face flashed like a shadow. She recognized the famous singer in the crowd and said excitedly that she had to take a photo with him. sign.

Ji Hong thought for a while and said a top-notch name in a calm tone.

"Really?" Ruan Ling turned her head, "I love his looks so much, woo woo woo, tonight is not a star-chasing success, I never dared to be so big!"

"Bao, it feels so good to be friends with you. Okay, I will be your sister for the rest of my life!"

Chen Jing'an knew her character and smiled: "You, you."

The car drove into the courtyard. Ji Hong took Chen Jing'an upstairs. Although he took a detour, he still met people. , the other party recognized her, greeted her politely, called her Miss Chen, and wished her a happy birthday, warmly and intimately, as if she had been an old friend for a long time.

At this birthday party, I am afraid that many people know her existence. Her family background and life are all revealed. She knows how old she is when she learns pipa, when she wins awards, and when she performs on stage.

Just like that night, Shen Lie just said hello to the teacher, and someone was able to intercept him halfway, find a pipa, and "invite" them to play live according to his wishes.

Their ultimate goal in trying to please her is also because of Shen Lie.

Ruan Ling consciously did not want to be a light bulb and did not follow him upstairs. He begged Ji Hong to take him to meet the top leaders. Chen Jing'an went upstairs alone. There was a large platform upstairs, from which he could see the whole thing downstairs. , he had just finished the video conference and was half-smoking his cigarette when he saw her coming over and voluntarily put it out.

The sound of strong music continued. Shen Lie leaned against the railing, with a tall figure and a cold face, as if he had isolated himself from an independent world.

He looked over like this, with deep eyebrows.

She walked over.

Shen Lie hugged her and asked, "Is it too noisy?"

"A bit." She told the truth, "My birthdays are very simple. It was the first time I saw such a big battle. I was a little shocked."

"It's the first time . When celebrating someone's birthday, you only want the best. If you don't like it, you don't have to go downstairs. The same goes for upstairs.

"Is this okay?" At the birthday party, the birthday person did not show up.

Shen Lie lowered his body, put his chin on her shoulder, and led her to look down: "There's nothing wrong with it. They don't care about whose birthday it is."

A vanity fair, an opportunity, everyone who comes has their own calculations.

"Yes."

Chen Jing'an suddenly felt relieved.

The birthday party was like a small concert. Chen Jing'an, the singer who performed, knew several of them, including the top performer. They interacted on and off the stage. Ruan Ling was pulled onto the stage and sang a love song with the top performer with a red face. The scene was lively... At the end, there are gorgeous fireworks.

Chen Jing'an held her chin up, her pupils reflected a colorful halo, the scene in front of her was so beautiful that it was false, it was just the moon in the flowers and water in the mirror.

Shen Lie came around from behind and opened his palms. A blue diamond necklace with complex facets and clear texture reflected Lu Li's mottled colors against the background of the fireworks.

"Happy birthday."

Shen Lie put it on for her and lifted up her long hair to reveal her slender neck. The porcelain white skin and blue diamonds reflected the light. It lost the initial ostentation and had a subtle classical beauty.

Chen Jing'an held the diamond in her hands. It was quite heavy, and she knew it was worth a lot without even thinking about it.

Too expensive, she wanted to say, but felt that a birthday gift would be a disappointment. She just raised her eyelashes thoughtfully, turned her head and looked at him: "Don't always be so nice to me."

"Is this good?" Shen Lie ask.

"It's already very good."

She would never be able to pay back that much money in her lifetime.

Shen Lie leaned down to kiss her, tenderly and affectionately: "It can be better."

The fireworks were over, and the waiter rolled out the cake according to the procedure. It was almost half a person tall, and a cheongsam candy man holding a pipa sat at the top.

"Do you want to blow out the candles?"

Chen Jing'an thought for a while, nodded, and the two of them went downstairs. The guests gathered and said some blessings. She was not able to cope with such a scene, and Shen Lie responded in the end.

Make a wish and blow out the candles, the steps are the same.

Chen Jing'an closed her eyes and clasped her hands with a pious look. After a moment of silence, she blew out the candles. However, the cake was a bit high and the candles were also positioned too high. One candle was not extinguished, so she blew it out again.

Shen Lie held the knife and fork with her from behind and symbolically cut the first cake.

"Happy birthday,"

the guests shouted in unison.

Chen Jing'an smiled and said thank you.

The banquet looked like it would be very late. Ruan Ling was sent back to school by Ji Hong, while Chen Jing'an went back to Qianwan with Shen Lie. Looking back, the music was not stopping. Those people were just looking for a reason to gather. The reason was not important. .

In the car, Shen Lie asked Chen Jing'an what she wished for.

She looked away, smiled lightly, and said a very clichéd sentence: "You can't say it, it won't be effective if you say it."

The night breeze blew.

Outside the car window, the city is still brightly lit.

—The

competition will be held as scheduled.

Chen Jing'an and Ruan Ling were in the pipa group and guzheng group respectively. The competition time was about the same and the two went together.

Ruan Ling was a little nervous. She had inquired in advance that this year there was a genius who had become a monk in the middle of the road and would be a popular candidate for the championship in the guzheng group. She was usually a bit playful and was not completely sure of herself. She just wanted to try her best to go as far as possible. It won't embarrass the school.

Chen Jing'an has been preparing for the entire summer vacation and is not worried about the preliminary competition.

When she came out after playing, Ruan Ling had not yet had her turn, so she waited outside for a moment. A tall girl came over, glanced at her, paused, stood in front of her, and asked: "Are you Chen Jing'an?" ?"

The girl in front of her looked unfamiliar. Chen Jing'an couldn't remember where he had seen it before. He hesitated and nodded:

"You don't know me. My name is Yu Shengsheng. I'm from the guzheng group." The girl stretched out her hand with a generous gesture. , "I know you. I've seen your video of "The Overlord Undresses". It's rare to see a real person."

"Hello."

Chen Jing'an stretched out his hand, shook it, and then took it back.

Yu Shengsheng is very good at chatting, but she is not overly familiar and makes people feel uncomfortable. She is also a student at the Conservatory of Music, but she picked up musical instruments very late, and her art scores are not high. She did not get into the best school. The process of chatting In the middle, Ruan Ling came out, picked up the guzheng and said goodbye next time.

Ruan Ling came over and asked Chen Jing'an with squinted eyes: "Jing'an, do you know each other?"

"I just met."

"She is the genius who became a monk on the way I told you. I just heard her play. To be honest, My scalp felt numb, and I finally understood the difference between being fed by God and begging for food from God."

"Is it so highly rated?" Chen Jing'an smiled and walked towards the subway station with her.

"Really, really, I'm not exaggerating at all. I feel that she is sure to win the championship this time. I am just a cannon fodder to accompany her. I am like a waste under her background. I think you are the only ones who can compete." "

Ruan Ling felt frustrated and couldn't cheer up: "She gave me the impression that she is the kind of person who knows her goals very well and knows what she wants."

Chen Jing'an had no choice but to squeeze her shoulders and comfort her: "You. It's not bad. You are the best here."

Ruan Ling smiled flatly and said, "That's what you think."

After the results of the competition came out, both of them passed the preliminary round. When the time for the next competition was announced, Ruan Ling started excitedly. I jumped out of bed and vowed to practice hard in the next few days.

She asked Chen Jing'an to change clothes.

"Where to go?"

"Practice room?"

Ruan Ling shook his head solemnly: "Now let's go have a good meal. This is a tug-of-war, and my physical strength will determine how far I can go in the end."

"..."

While eating, I met again. The remaining sound.

In fact, it's not a coincidence. This is a university town, and her school is also here. She may have met her before, but she didn't know her or know about it.

But now, after meeting each other, I always feel that the world is so small.

She is not alone.

There was a very tall boy next to her, wearing a white T-shirt and trousers. He was handsome and somewhat boyish. The two of them were talking. He turned around and forcibly took Yu Sheng's guzheng off her back. On the back of one shoulder, he frowned, but he still didn't take it back and continued walking.

Yu Shengsheng didn't see her.

Chen Jing'an didn't say hello either. After all, the relationship didn't reach that level.

Ruan Ling wailed with grief and anger: "Damn it, I shouldn't have come out. She is better than me and prettier than me, even if her boyfriend is so handsome!"

Chen Jing'an didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she took her to her usual barbecue restaurant and patted her chest. Let Ruan Ling order whatever you want, she will pay for it today.

"Really? Then I feel much better."

Ruan Ling sniffed, held the pen and started ordering.

—Shen

Lie went back to Shen's house to answer Shen Jingchen's request.

He probably knew what was going on, but he didn't show it on his face. He just raised his thin white eyelids when he heard Shen Jingchen mention the words "Su Nianshen".

"What do you mean, father?"

Shen Jingchen made tea slowly and paused when he heard the words: "Take it, he is younger than you, he is still in college, and he has been fostered in his aunt's house since he was a child. He is a member of the Shen family after all. You can't stay out all the time."

"Understood." Shen Lie replied.

There was another long pause.

Shen Jingchen continued after hesitation, and after making tea, he asked Shen Lie to try it. The two of them looked calm, as if they came here just to taste tea, and what they had just said was just a miscellaneous digression.

Shen Lie only moistened his lips slightly. The tea fragrance was very light and sweet.

Shen Jingchen noticed it, but didn't care. He just said, "Your mother doesn't like drinking tea either. She thinks the tea tastes bitter, the process is cumbersome, and it seems to be arty."

"She likes sweets."

"Yes, yes." Shen Jingchen responded. Some memories are so far away that they are blurred, while others are more fresh and will be difficult to forget in this life.

"How is your mother?"

"It's not bad. I've traveled around the mountains and rivers, and my mind is open."

"Yeah." He knew all this.

The relationship between the two father and son is unfamiliar, so it is not suitable to talk about this. Shen Jingchen also knows that, but still mentions it, asking and answering questions in a rigid and blunt manner.

"Take it over, I have no objection." Shen Lie said calmly, answering directly the answer that Shen Jingchen wanted to know most, so that he no longer had to rack his brains to think about family-related issues to show that there was still some family affection between father and son.

"Do you need me to do it?"

"No, your second uncle will handle it." Shen Jingchen said.

"Okay."

"He has nothing and won't affect you." Shen Jingchen held the teacup and poured out the water in the teacup bit by bit, as if it were a memorial ceremony.

"I owe him something."

Shen Lie couldn't tell whether it was him or her.

"I only have one question," Shen Lie looked directly at him: "Did you know about his existence before, or are you aware of it now?"

Shen Jingchen's eyes changed suddenly.

The gaze from the other side was sharp and direct.

Shen Lie pulled his lips and got the answer from his expression: "It seems it was before."

Shen Jingchen frowned displeased.

"Why didn't you pick him up before?" Shen Lie smiled lazily and said softly, "Are you afraid that I would kill him too?"

"Asshole!"

The calmness on the surface was torn apart, and Shen Jingchen's face turned ugly. The teacup he held became a tool to vent his anger, and it was smashed against the wall, breaking into pieces.

"The tea made by my father is delicious. I learned from it."

Shen Lie had tea spilled on his hand. He took out a tissue and wiped it. He stood up and said as usual. There was the sound of things knocking over behind him, and he pushed the door open and went out.

—The

light in Qianwan is on.

Chen Jing'an just got the takeout she ordered. Under the influence of Shen Lie, she habitually went to the kitchen to find suitable bowls and plates to serve out and put them into pieces. She held the chopsticks and before she could sit down to eat, the password door unlocked and she lifted it up. Her eyes really met Shen Lie's. She knew he was going back to Shen's house tonight, but she didn't expect him to come back so early.

In the living room, there are lights on and a girl in a nightgown. Under the light, her almond-shaped eyes were bright and clear, and she blinked her eyelashes lightly, forgetting what to say for a moment.

Shen Lie asked: "What did you eat?"

"Takeaway."

Chen Jing'an bit her lower lip and asked a little embarrassed: "Have you eaten?"

"No."

"I thought you would come back after eating, so I just ordered "One serving."

"It doesn't matter, you don't have to worry about me," Shen Lie lowered himself to change his shoes and walked over from the entrance, "I have something to eat."

Shen Lie replied simply, " Yes

."

literal meaning.

In the room, Shen Lie refused to turn off the light. Everything was exposed to the light. Under his dark eyes, her emotions and secrets were all clearly visible.

He held his arms in the air, and under his gentle skin, he was fierce and almost cruel.

As long as he bites the prey, he will never let go...

Chen Jing'an's whole body tensed up instantly, like a perfect arc, with the fulcrum in one place, and her senses were extremely clear. She could not see it, but she could also imagine it.

She ran her hands through his hair and grasped it, unable to resist.

Chen Jing'an called his name with a trembling cry.

It was an excruciating joy.

Shen Lie raised his head and stared at her above her, taking in his eyes full of her tear-stained face. He pulled his lips and smiled, his smile was both good and evil, his lips were shining brightly, and his lips became redder and redder.

"Why are you crying?" He wiped the tears from her face with the back of his hand.

Chen Jing'an couldn't speak, and her tears became more and more violent.

Shen Lie clasped her hand, intertwined his fingers one by one, and sunk deeply into the soft bed quilt. He leaned over and sucked away the tears that overflowed from the end of her eyes, with great tenderness.

He stopped.

I felt her desire, but it just wasn't what she wanted.

His Adam's apple was heavily crushed, and he endured until his forehead was covered with sweat, and his voice was hoarse and difficult: "Chen Jing'an, will you not want me?"