Even her two older brothers moved away. If she were to argue with Liang Xinran in that house, she would definitely be the one who suffers.
Normally, it wouldn't matter, but now that Chen Mian's sketchbook is destroyed, she doesn't want to hear another word.
After listening to Liang Wanwan's words, Liang Shi sighed helplessly.
The rain outside had lessened, and Liang Shi sat in the car, telling Liang Wanwan to wait for him on the bridge.
She and Xu Qingzhu drove home.
After hanging up the phone, Liang Shi sighed, "I never expected Wanwan to actually take action."
"Your favorite thing gets broken," Xu Qingzhu said. "That's how it can happen."
Liang Shi asked instinctively, "Then what do you like the most?"
As she spoke, she casually turned on the car's music player, and Xu Qingzhu's voice and the intro blended together.
Liang Shi didn't hear clearly and asked again, "What did you say?"
Xu Qingzhu replaced the "you" she had just used with another answer: "My favorite..."
She paused, chuckled softly, as if recalling a fond memory, her voice softening: "An older sister from when I was little."
Chapter 107
When Xu Qingzhu says the word "sister," her pronunciation is always a bit strange.
There's an indescribable gentleness and sweetness about it.
It's more exciting than any other title.
Just like that morning when she called out to her sister at home, making Liang Shi feel itchy.
Even after leaving the current context, thinking about it again would still make you subconsciously pinch your earlobe.
My ears are hot.
Liang Shi then asked, "Why childhood?"
Xu Qingzhu chuckled softly, turning the steering wheel, her cool voice filled with nostalgia and longing, "Because we haven't seen each other for a long time."
"Then why don't you go and meet her?" Liang Shi said, "You like her so much."
When Liang Shi spoke the second half of the sentence, his voice was very soft.
She lowered her eyes and casually swiped her fingers across the phone screen, which was actually black.
Turning it over and over, there's nothing interesting to see.
But it's better than glancing sideways at Xu Qingzhu.
When Xu Qingzhu mentioned her sister, whom she hadn't seen in a long time, her tone was gentle and her smile was tender.
It's a sight that's hard to see.
When Liang Shi uttered that half-sentence, he still harbored a faint sense of anticipation.
Holding my breath.
Xu Qingzhu replied casually, "She doesn't remember me."
*Splat*
My heart, which was waiting for Xu Qingzhu to deny it, finally shattered.
Liang Shi had an indescribable feeling, like falling into the deep sea, feeling very suffocated.
She rolled down the car window, and the messy wind blew her hair wildly, bringing a chill to her face, which somehow brought her some clarity.
Liang Shi slowly regulated his breathing, trying to sound as gentle as usual, and said, "That's a real pity."
The final syllable of the word "惜" (xī) doesn't sound like a great pity.
The car stopped at a red light. Xu Qingzhu glanced at Liang Shi out of the corner of her eye, watching her fingers casually swipe across the dark screen, her eyes lowered in thought.
Xu Qingzhu curled her fingers and tapped them on the steering wheel, creating a soothing rhythm.
The car stereo was playing piano music.
"Teacher Liang," Xu Qingzhu called out softly, her tone slightly raised.
Liang responded with a soft "Mmm".
"Are you unhappy?" Xu Qingzhu asked casually.
Liang Shi instinctively denied it: "No way! I'm quite happy."
Xu Qingzhu: "Oh?"
The car started again, accelerated, and merged into the traffic.
A moment later, Liang Shi's voice rang out in the car, tinged with barely perceptible helplessness, as he corrected his previous answer, "I am a little unhappy."
—Only a little bit.
Xu Qingzhu smiled, the wind blowing in from Liang Shi's car window, passing Liang Shi and then blowing onto her.
She seemed to have gained a touch of gentleness for no apparent reason.
The piano music was gentle and lingering, blending with the sound of the wind, while Xu Qingzhu's cool voice rang out in the car, "What's there to be unhappy about?"
Liang Shi glanced at her sideways and saw that she was smiling.
The upturned corners of his eyes gave him a sly and satisfied smile.
Liang Shi relaxed unconsciously and retorted, "You don't understand."
Xu Qingzhu nodded and echoed her, "Yes, yes, I don't understand."
Liang Shi felt that her attitude was perfunctory and scoffed, "I already said it's only a little bit."
"Oh." Xu Qingzhu clicked her tongue. "I only have a little bit of status, I understand."
Liang Shi: "..."
“Not this kind.” Liang Shi tried to explain, but Xu Qingzhu interrupted him, “Then which kind is it?”
Liang Shi: "..."
She suddenly found herself at a loss for words.
Liang Shi, who was never good with words in this regard, didn't know what adjectives to use to describe his feelings when they were too complicated.
Not to mention right now.
After a few seconds of silence, she turned to look out the window and said in a softer voice, "Whichever you think it is, that's whichever you think it is."
Liang Shi said, "I'm not good with words, I can't argue with you."
Xu Qingzhu: "?"
"Are you angry?" Xu Qingzhu asked.
Liang Shi shook his head: "No."
After saying that, fearing that Xu Qingzhu wouldn't believe him, he added, "It's true."
Xu Qingzhu couldn't help but laugh, the smile flickering in her eyes, but she didn't show it, her face still maintaining a cold expression.
But her composure crumbled the moment she opened her mouth: "If you're angry, there's nothing I can do."
Liang Shi: "..."
“Teacher Xu.” Liang Shi turned to look at Xu Qingzhu again, who was driving with a serious expression.
The car was filled with cold air. Xu Qingzhu rolled up her sleeves, and the exposed part of her arm was red because of the cold wind. She wore a diamond-encrusted watch with a black strap on her wrist, which made her skin look even whiter.
Xu Qingzhu was about to drive and, annoyed that her hair was flying around and obstructing her view, tied her long hair into a loose ponytail, leaving stray hairs on either side of her face, which kept getting blown around by the wind.
Her profile is also incredibly beautiful.
Facing her, Liang Shi was always soft-hearted. He originally wanted to say something sarcastic, but the words came out in a helpless tone: "Don't make me angry."
Xu Qingzhu feigned surprise: "Huh? Really?"
"Yes." Liang Shi gritted his teeth and called her name, his voice filled with helplessness and tenderness: "Xu Qingzhu, I'm angry."
What should have been a cold, hard statement was delivered with a seductive ambiguity by her gentle voice.
Xu Qingzhu was intrigued by what he said, but she didn't show it on her face.
Silence was allowed to spread inside the car.
After a long while, Xu Qingzhu finally spoke lazily, her cool voice languid and rising at the end, carrying a hint of mockery: "Teacher Liang."
Liang Shi glanced at her.
Xu Qingzhu laughed: "Why are you arguing with someone who has amnesia?"
Liang Shi: "..."
The other person has forgotten about you, but you still remember her!
Even her favorite person is her!
This doesn't make sense.
Liang Shi remained silent, waiting quietly for Xu Qingzhu to continue.
Sure enough, after a moment, Xu Qingzhu's voice became increasingly languid, her words flowing smoothly together, carrying a captivating and lingering quality, "What I've always liked is—"
She drew out her words, her beautiful eyes lingering on Liang Shi for a moment before looking away.
This pause made her words even more convincing, almost as if she were speaking one word at a time.
She said, "Cherish the people in front of you."
//
It goes without saying who the person in front of you is.
Liang Shi was also in a great mood because of those five words. After closing the car window, he even changed the car music to a slow rock song.
They soon arrived at Yujiang Bridge, passing by her residential area along the way. Liang Shi suddenly remarked, "It seems like we haven't crossed that bridge since we moved here."