56 Chapter 56

◎It’s not her who can’t let go◎

When Shen Xiaocheng came to find him, Shen Lie was not surprised.

The family dinner was at a standstill. Shen Jingchen thought he had delegated too much power, so much so that he now had no respect for his superiors and took back some of his power. Su Nianshen was assigned to join the company, and his position was not low. Whether he was taking advantage of the situation or had other plans , this move caused a stir within the group.

"I don't know what you are doing now. Why do you have to be unhappy with your father when the situation is so unclear?"

Shen Lie lifted the quilt, looking worried and lazy, and dragged his steps into the bathroom.

Shen Xiaocheng followed and stood by the door: "I have heard what I said for many years, but now I am doing it the other way around. You know what Su Nianshen is planning."

Everyone knows what he is planning.

It's not that Shen Jingchen doesn't know, he even intends to fulfill it.

The older people get, the more they miss the past and become more emotional. This kind of emotion is sometimes greater than reason.

In the mirror, Shen Lie's long eyes were half-closed, a little lazy. He lowered his head to spit out the foam, rinsed his mouth with water, and said casually: "If father has intentions, it will be useless for me to be obedient."

One was born from his beloved woman, and the other was indirectly. Everyone knows how to choose between killing the woman he loves.

"So you just let it go?"

"Second uncle."

Shen Lie supported the sink, looked at him, and said in a very calm tone, "It doesn't matter, just become a waste."

"What do you mean?" Shen Xiaocheng asked.

"If the second uncle wants to know, he can ask someone to check Su Nianshen's bad debts. I'm afraid there is a lot of bad debts accumulated. I can't control who my father wants to take over the Shen family, and I have never thought about controlling it. What I can do is The only option left for him is that it was me before and it will only be me in the future. "

"Don't I know that? "

" The rot can still be cured at the beginning, but it has to wait until it is rotten to the root, both inside and outside. "It's better to be transparent."

Shen Xiaocheng guessed something, and he was horrified. He looked at Shen Lie again. He had always seen the older children calling him "Second Uncle, Second Uncle" since he was a child, being respectful and polite, and rarely going there. Think about it, he has been in charge of the Shen family since he was young, and he has acted according to his situation, so he is no longer a child.

"Then why did you refuse the marriage, just because of a woman?"

Shen Lie's eyelids twitched slightly: "It's not for anyone."

"You don't have to lie to me about this kind of thing. I'm just disappointed because you lost your sense of proportion with a woman. Before you Have you forgotten everything you promised me?"

Shen Lie turned on the faucet and poured water on his face. Before he could wipe it off, the water dripped down his face.

The long eyelashes were wet and drooped under the weight.

"In my opinion, it's better to cut off the marriage as soon as possible, so as to avoid having more trouble in the future... I didn't say it clearly enough last time. Instead, it gave her an unrealistic fantasy. She didn't want to be a goddaughter, and she was attracted to Shen. The title of wife."

Shen Xiaocheng frowned, feeling that he was somewhat deceived by the appearance at first. He looked like a very well-behaved and quiet girl, but she also had ambitions that were not too generous.

Shen Lie wiped his face: "Have you seen her?"

"Yes, how many times did she meet her master? She is a good person, talented and spiritual. If you focus all your attention on improving your skills, you will never know in the future, but if My mind is not on the right path, and I won’t let go..."

Shen Lie chuckled.

He held the sink with both arms, feeling ridiculous, and his shoulders and neck trembled slightly: "Second uncle, it's not her who can't let go, it's me."

"She's gone."

"The overwhelming wealth you value happens to be human beings The thing I don’t value the most.”

Shen Xiaocheng, who is over fifty years old, has never seen anyone: “It’s just a little hidden.”

“Yeah, from the beginning, I was the one who refused to do it. She used some tricks to get it." Shen Lie smiled softly, "At that time, she had a sense of belonging."

There were only a few words.

Shen Xiaocheng was shocked enough: "How can you do such a thing?"

In his opinion, with their current status, if they don't have anything, where can they use force?

Shen Lie wiped the water stains on his hands and said tiredly: "She deserves to hate me in her heart. We are just a group of rich bastards."

-

Chen Jing'an started touring.

Shen Lie occasionally sees her news. This kind of niche news does not appear on the daily news homepage. It is not very popular and only exists in a small corner with simple titles, showing that no one cares about it.

But he can always see it.

Chen Jing'an grew up very fast and gradually accumulated some fame. Her name became higher and higher in the list of performers.

When she was interviewed later, she appeared alone. When faced with reporters' questions, she would answer questions after careful consideration, being candid and simple.

Reporter: "I know that Jing'an has been learning pipa for more than ten years, so I would like to ask Jing'an if she ever thought about giving up when she was learning pipa? She found it boring, and other children could just go out and play."

Chen Jing'an smiled: "Yes."

Chen Jing'an: "But later I realized that I had nothing else to do except playing the pipa, so I continued."

The reporter couldn't help laughing.

Reporter: Jing’an has been able to keep going for decades. What keeps you going?

Most people talk about cultural heritage.

Chen Jing'an thought for a while: "I just like it."

It's very simple, without any complicated elements, and I like it to be carried out from beginning to end.

The questions that follow become more and more relaxed and entertaining.

Reporter: "I know that Jing'an has some fans on the Internet, and many people have left messages asking for her beautiful sister to debut. Have you seriously considered it?"

Chen Jing'an: "No."

Chen Jing'an: "My acting skills are terrible."

Reporter: " Have you considered opening a personal account to post about it and let more people know more about folk music?"

Chen Jing'an raised his hand slightly and motioned to the theater behind him: "If you are interested, you can come and listen to our performance."

She said. A wink, a simple look, and a simple intention.

...

The interview is over, followed by some piano practice clips. It is common to practice piano alone until late at night. Seniors praise her on camera. She is really a simple and pure girl.

At the end, a reporter joked and asked: "Ask the fans, is the young lady single?"

A smiling male voice said: "Go and ask, if so, help me ask if you can join the queue. Please, this is for me It's very important."

...

Shen Lie showed no expression on his face × deleted the video.

The senior who joked was called Zhao Jiashu, and he was the one who invited Chen Jing'an to participate in the tour. He has a humorous personality and a responsible atmosphere in the team. He is also the drum teacher and the soul.

The tour is scheduled to cover eight cities. After visiting four, the fifth city will be returned to Beijing.

During the break between performances, Zhao Jiashu could not see that Chen Jing'an was locked in the practice room all day long and had no social status, so he invited Chen Jing'an to participate in a charity auction.

The organizer is a fan of his for many years and has close contacts with him, and is also one of the sponsors of this tour.

"Aren't you tired of locking yourself in a room all the time practicing and playing? If you continue like this, sooner or later you will get moldy. You know how harmful it is for a musician not to be exposed to fresh air. You will lose your aura and the things that pop up will become dull. It's dull."

Chen Jing'an laughed: "How can it be so exaggerated?"

After the Pipa was taken away, Zhao Jiashu urged: "Why, don't you believe what the senior said?"

"You are right to work hard and enjoy it . Life is equally important."

Chen Jing'an couldn't refuse, so she had to agree. She just said in advance that she didn't have any decent dresses, so she was afraid of embarrassing him.

Zhao Jiashu didn't take it seriously: "There will always be people richer than us. There is no need to compare with others, just dress comfortably and appropriately."

Chen Jing'an hesitated and asked: "Who will be attending?"

Zhao Jiashu handed her the invitation list. The positions had been arranged. She scanned them silently and found no familiar names, so she felt relieved.

However, Chen Jing'an didn't know why she still saw Shen Lie in the banquet hall that day, even though she had repeatedly confirmed that there was no possibility of seeing Shen Lie again.

Zhao Jiashu took her to greet the organizer, who had seen their performance and was full of praise. After chatting for a while, someone came over and whispered, "Mr. Shen is here."

"Which one?" The organizer opened his eyes to look.

"Shen Lie, Mr. Shen."

"Why didn't anyone tell me before? What's wrong with you!" The organizer said apologetically, "Sorry, I'll go take care of it first."

Calculating it carefully, it has been five months. .

From early summer to late autumn, she thought that some things would disappear in time sooner or later, but no, it was just a name, like the wind blowing for no reason. She was so surprised that her mind was completely confused, and she even forgot to hide.

There was a commotion at the entrance.

Chen Jing'an couldn't control himself from looking at it, but he retracted it as soon as his eyes touched it. A rough outline, like a few stiff ink strokes, with details filled in by memory, with clear facial lines, cold brows and eyes, elegant and handsome.

"Teacher Zhao, I want to go back," she said.

"It's so fast. You're not used to it. You just don't come out much. This scene looks scary. I'll just start the auction later."

"It's my mother's birthday. I just took a photo for her as a gift. You can take care of me for me." ?"

It was somewhat disappointing to continue talking, so Chen Jing'an didn't mention it again. He just wanted to wait until it was over and leave. There were so many people present, and he might not be able to see him.

However, it is always not possible.

When the auction started, she entered the venue according to the list and took her seat. She followed Zhao Jiashu. Zhao Jiashu was well-informed and told her that this charity event was used for the construction of schools in remote areas, which was quite meaningful.

Chen Jing'an was absent-minded and wore shoes with heels. When she went in, she sprained her foot. Zhao Jiashu helped her in time and asked if everything was okay.

Fortunately, I can walk normally.

She shook her head and said thank you. When she raised her eyes, she was caught off guard by a pair of cold eyes.

Shen Lie's position was in the front and middle position. He sat down, his long legs crossed, his face expressionless, cold and distant.

Chen Jing'an's breathing was stagnant.

There were thousands of emotions fermenting in my heart, and in the end I only remembered his last words - "Chen Jing'an, don't let me see you again."

She said yes, but didn't do it.

This really shouldn't be the case.

Soon, the gaze moved away, without any emotion, as if seeing a stranger, without any waves. He tilted his head, and the organizer was looking up to say something, with a bright smile, which was a bit flattering.

He nodded obligingly.

"Does it hurt a lot?" Zhao Jiashu lowered his head and asked with concern when seeing Chen Jing'an's hesitation.

She came back to her senses and smiled with all her strength: "No, it really doesn't hurt."

The two found their seats and got the auction number plates. The auction started on time. The host stepped forward and invited the organizer to speak. After the process was completed, Only then did the auction officially begin.

The previous auction items basically started at 10,000 yuan, and the final transaction prices were all staggeringly high.

Until a pair of jade pendants came out. Because the style was simple and not many materials were used, the starting price was one thousand.

Zhao Jiashu's eyes lit up and he asked Chen Jing'an: "How about this? It's made of jade, suitable for gifting to elders, simple and elegant, and most importantly, it seems to be the only thing I can afford to take pictures of."

"It's very beautiful. Auntie will definitely know how to do it. I like it very much, let’s shoot it.” Chen Jing’an also felt the same way.

Zhao Jiashu was the first to raise his sign.

two thousand.

There were a few people raising placards, and the price was raised to 70,000.

"Isn't it too expensive?" Chen Jing'an grabbed Zhao Jiashu and reminded him in a low voice.

Zhao Jiashu tilted his head and smiled: "It's for charity anyway, so I can still get tens of thousands of dollars."

"Okay."

Zhao Jiashu held up the sign again and called out a price of one hundred thousand.

No one raised a sign for the time being. They all felt that the goods were not worth the money and they didn’t like the ordinary items much.

Chen Jing'an is also looking forward to this.

Until someone in the front row raised a sign, it reached six figures.

It's Shen Lie.

For a pair of ordinary earrings at this price, it can only be explained that they are enthusiastic about charity.

Undoubtedly, the earrings were photographed by him.

"..."

Zhao Jiashu laughed sarcastically: "Rich people are so cruel that even a jade pendant like this can be sold for a sky-high price."

"It doesn't matter, this is too expensive, and there will be other collections later." Chen Jing'an looked out of the corner of his eye and saw the sitting posture of the other party. Upright and upright, there was an air of inhumanity and coldness, so she had no choice but to comfort Zhao Jiashu.

She actually felt uncomfortable, and her heart was blocked and depressed. After a while, she finally explained to Zhao Jiashu that she wanted to leave early.

"I'm sorry for disturbing your mood."

"It doesn't matter, you look really bad. I didn't notice it because of my fault. Besides, I really can't take pictures of the things here. Just open your eyes and I'll be with you. Let's go."

Two people came out.

Chen Jing'an went to the bathroom first and stayed alone for a while before feeling better before coming out.

"Is it okay, or I will take you to the hospital?" Zhao Jiashu was waiting outside and saw her coming out to ask.

"It doesn't matter, I'm much better now. Let's go."

"Don't hold on, the next performance is only a few days away."

"It's really okay."

"..."

As he spoke, he came out of the left exit.

Chen Jing'an's forward steps suddenly stopped, and his long eyelashes trembled. Not far away, Shen Lie stood upright, holding a cigarette in his hand. He held it to his lips, his cheeks were slightly sunken, and his expression was shrouded in thin smoke. , can’t see clearly.

His eyes came through and fell on her.

The mountains are high and the water is long, and it is thousands of miles away.

Chen Jing'an felt herself sinking, as if she felt an unprecedented weight, and she could hardly bear it.

"What's wrong? Jing'an?" Zhao Jiashu saw that Chen Jing'an was still. He didn't know why and didn't respond. He could only follow her line of sight and looked over. When he saw Shen Lie, he had some impression of the moon being held by everyone inside. Six people Count the people who took pictures of that pair of earrings.

His eyes went back and forth between the two people, and the flowing atmosphere made him feel like they knew each other.

It’s not just as simple as knowing.

Chen Jing'an didn't know how to react.

It was quite far away, as if you could smell the mellow smoke.

Their eyes were not intertwined, unlike indoors, they were just watching strangers pass by, and the air became stagnant and solidified like glue.

"Chen Jing'an, did I say, don't let me see you again?"

Shen Lie's eyes were so intense that it was almost impossible to remove them, and his voice was hoarse soaked in smoke, with the coolness of an autumn night, slow and heartbreaking.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I didn't know you would come." If she knew, she would never come.

Shen Lie lowered his eyelids and twitched his lip line: "There are eight exits here, and you took this one. Are you saying you didn't do it on purpose?"

"..."

Chen Jing'an frowned: "I think you are a bit unreasonable. "