The Little Brat’s Sweet And Sassy

  Chapter 1172 Missing is faster than light (three shifts)

  After lunch, Shen Li accompanied Mei Yanqing to play chess for a while before leaving.

  When I got home, it happened to be late in the evening.

  She pressed the code to enter:

   "Dad, I'm back."

  No one answered, she looked up and found that Shen Zhijin was not in the living room.

  She changed her shoes, put the painting back in the studio, thought about it, and knocked on the door of the study.

  The sound of footsteps came, and then the door was opened.

  Shen Zhijin stood behind the door, his eyebrows were beautiful and clean:

   "I'm back? Sorry, I was reading just now, so I didn't hear it."

  Shen Li's gaze swept across the desk behind him.

  There is a heavy book of "Sunspots" spread over it.

  This is a basic book in the field of astronomy, but Shen Zhi is looking at it.

  She remembered this book—it was the one that Gu Tingyin bought to read at the beginning, but couldn’t understand it, and gave it to Shen Zhijin.

  Of course, she gave him more than this one.

  Shen Li can still think of the beautiful writing on the title page, and the little man scratching his head in the footer.

  I was watching so much that I didn’t hear her coming in.

  Not to mention such a book, as far as Shen Zhijin is concerned, it couldn’t be more simple.

  Shen Li paused, bending her eyes:

   "It's okay, I just wanted to ask you what to eat at night. I think there is a mango ice cream cake in the refrigerator. Did you buy it for your mother?"

"Um."

  Shen Zhi's frivolous eyebrows stretched.

  Shen Li asked:

   "I haven't heard you mentioned before that my mother also likes to eat mango?"

  As soon as she asked this sentence, she suddenly understood something.

  ——Shen Zhijin is the one who likes mangoes.

  Shen Zhijin smiled:

  "She always buys this flavor for her birthday. She doesn't eat much mango, but she owns the ice cream."

  Chen Li's fingers curled up.

  Shen Zhijin mentions the old things, which is clearly a memory many, many years ago, and it is still as vivid as yesterday.

  He rubbed her head:

  "Tangtang would like to eat tomato brisket today?"

  Shen Li returned to his senses and nodded:

"Um."

  Shen Zhijin smiled and said:

"good."

  ……

  The dinner was very rich, and Shen Zhijin took out the cake after the meal.

   is a small six-inch cake, piled full of mangoes on it.

  Shen Li saw that he took out the candles and inserted them one by one.

  ——Twenty whole pieces.

  Shen Zhijin turned off the light in the dining room, only the faint light from the living room was reflected.

  The sky outside the window is already dark.

   Chila——

  Shen Zhijin lit the colorful candles on the cake.

  Wind came from the window, and the candlelight flickered. It seemed that the red camellia in full bloom next to it was also swaying.

  Chen Li raised her eyes to look at him.

  The warm light reflected on his face, making his eyebrows clear and sharp, and his long eyelashes cast a faint shadow, falling into the depths of the black eye pupils, clear and quiet.

  He did this series of movements very smoothly and naturally, as if he had done it many times.

  ——Not as if.

  In the past few years, he did exactly that.

  Shen Li remembered that Mr. Yan Qiu said before that Shen Zhijin never had any festival.

  The Mid-Autumn Festival, but the Spring Festival.

   But it turns out that he is not good at everything.

  Gu Tingyin’s birthday, he will celebrate it by himself.

  Camellia, cake, candles.

  Everything is so formal, there is no shortage of it.

  She looked at the candles and finally asked:

   "Dad, why are... twenty candles?"

  Shen Zhijin was quiet for a while, seeming to be thinking of something, for a moment, a very faint smile flashed across his lips.

  With this smile, the cold and unremarkable temperament around him broke away a little, showing a kind of gentleness that is rarely seen by outsiders.

   "Shen Zhijin! My birthday is in three months!"

  At that time, they had known each other for less than a month.

  "Shen Zhijin! What kind of cake do you like?"

  It was her birthday, but she kept tapping and asking.

   "Shen Zhijin, did you really prepare a birthday present for me? Really, really, really not?"

  She was so wronged.

  "Shen Zhijin, guess what wish I just made? Ask me and I will tell you!"

  He has never been interested in these things, but at that moment, he was also a ghost, and he gave birth to a desire to explore.

  In fact, he hadn't had time to ask, she couldn't wait to tell him.

   "Oh! Then I will tell you secretly-I hope that today is my twentieth birthday!"

  She sneaked in, but her eyes were so bright, she couldn't hide anything, the stars and likes seemed to overflow in the next second.

  "The legal age of marriage for girls in Hong Kong City is 16 years old, but inland they have to be 20 years old!"

  She put her hands together, praying devoutly,

   "Twenty years old!"

  It is not twenty years old that she wished, but him.

  One of the candles slipped, and Shen Zhi gathered his thoughts and laughed.

"she likes."

  ……

  At night, Shen Li took a bath, changed her pajamas, and was ready to go to bed.

   But lying on the bed tossing over and over again, I don’t know why, and I don’t feel sleepy at all.

  She sat up, feeling a little thirsty, and pulled her slippers out, ready to pour a glass of water.

  However, after walking a few steps, she found a long figure standing on the balcony.

  Shen Zhijin.

  There is a telescope on the balcony, and he seems to be watching.

  It was already 12:30 in the middle of the night, and Shen Zhijin's work and rest were extremely regular. Except for occasional work needs, he rarely hadn't slept at this time.

   Seems to have heard the sound, and Shen Zhijin looked back.

  Beijing has cooled down in recent days, and the coolness at night is especially strong.

  He is wearing a thin gray sweater and black slacks, and he is tall and straight.

  But the black night seemed to put a layer of silence on him.

   "Sugar."

  He spoke softly.

  Shen Li hesitated for a moment, but walked over:

   "Dad, why haven't you slept yet?"

  Shen Zhijin paused for a while, and said, "I have some insomnia."

  Shen Li was silent for a moment.

  Even if he didn’t say anything, she understood that there was always some time that she couldn’t get through with sleep.

  She saw the pony pillow on the wicker chair on the balcony, and half of the tea on the small table next to her seemed to be cold.

  It was as if an invisible hand suddenly tightened her heart, and her chest hurt when she breathed.

  He has come here for so many years.

   "Sugar."

  Shen Zhijin seemed to guess what she was thinking and called her.

  Shen Li raised her eyes.

  Shen Zhijin paused for a while:

  "You know, no matter with mass can surpass the speed of light. But—"

  The black night is shrouded, as if all the light is trapped here.

but.

   "Missing is faster than light."

  　 Maybe everyone thinks Shen Zhijin is pitiful, but he never feels that way.

  (End of this chapter)