Chapter 40: Living in style

Style: Girl Author: Xiaolong's penWords: 2314Update Time: 24/02/21 02:08:07
In the restaurant, Qin Feng sat down, Jiang Xiaqing and Li Lingjia sat on the left side of Qin Feng, and Sansan sat on the right side of Qin Feng.

"Brother, eat this, the love sandwich my sister bought for you."

"Qin Feng, eat this from me, preserved egg and thin porridge."

"Brother, you'd better drink my original soy milk."



Women's competitive spirit is really strong, and Qin Feng gradually becomes a little bit overwhelmed.

So, Qin Feng said with a smile: "You three, are you tired from arguing for so long? Let's calm down for a while and have breakfast together."

Sansan had no objection, nodded and said, "I will do whatever my brother says."

Jiang Xiaqing really couldn't stand the tone of Sansansan's words, and a strong green tea wind hit her face, making her whole body uncomfortable.

Just as Jiang Xiaqing was about to tear the green tea into pieces, Qin Feng suddenly whispered a few words in Jiang Xiaqing's ear.

Jiang Xiaqing's expression changed slightly, and she turned to ask: "Really? Don't lie to me."

"You can't make money by cheating people."

"Okay, then Jiajia and I will leave first. You can deal with your affairs first. We will make an appointment in the evening."

"no problem."

Li Lingjia was still wondering, why did she give up?

Jiang Xiaqing did not explain, but just pulled Li Lingjia and ran away.

Li Lingjia just walked out of the restaurant and asked depressedly: "Why are you leaving? Don't be a coward, my treasure, I will support you."

Jiang Xiaqing said happily: "Qin Feng promised to write a song for me."

"That's it?"

"Yes, yes, and she said that the proprietress was mentally unstable and asked us not to fight with her."

Li Lingjia opened her mouth wide and said, "Do you believe this?"

"Why don't you believe it?"

Li Lingjia patted her forehead and said, "My dear, you are so cute."

"ha?"

On the other side, Sansan was also confused, why did he leave now? I haven’t had enough fun yet.

"What did you say to them?" Sansan asked.

"I said you were sick."

Sansan suddenly became furious, stared at Qin Feng and said, "You are the one who is sick."

"I'm not lying, you are mentally ill, aren't you?"

Sansan is speechless, this guy really has no emotional intelligence at all.

"Don't you know that people with mental illness are particularly sensitive? Aren't you afraid of hurting me?" Sansan asked.

"I'm training you."

"Straight man, although I am sick, you are even more seriously ill, and there is no cure." Sansan snorted coldly.

Qin Feng looked at Sansan, whose face was white and was wandering between anxiety and mania, and said, "You have to learn to adjust your emotions."

"I don't need you to teach me, I understand it myself."

"Angry?"

"What do you think? My sister drove a six-million-dollar luxury car to bring you breakfast, and you said I'm sick? I'm really sick. What's wrong?"

Sansan stood up from his seat and raised his voice.

This voice attracted the attention of many other people in the restaurant, and some of them started talking about it.

Qin Feng looked up at Sansan who was raging, feeling that her mood was really unstable, but indeed, Qin Feng's words were quite serious, and she was also suspected of being a PUA.

Just when Sansan felt like he was about to explode, Qin Feng suddenly said something.

"I remembered another good song, which is very suitable for you to sing. Have you brought your guitar?" Qin Feng said.

These words directly dragged Sansan from the edge of the cliff into the field. Sansan regained his composure in a second, nodded and said, "What song? What song?"

"Let's go somewhere where no one is."

"There's no one there?"

"Rooftop."

Qin Feng took Sansan to a very high place, which was the rooftop of a laboratory building. From above, he could see the beautiful scenery of the school more intuitively.

Sansan seems to be very uncomfortable because she has suffered from mental illness, so she will keep ruminating on negative emotions. For example, when she is on a higher floor, she can't help but think wildly.

Qin Feng brought her here specially, just to stimulate her and comfort her, so that she could overcome the psychological hurdle.

Qin Feng stood on the edge of the rooftop holding Sansan's handmade million-dollar guitar, and sang Xu Wei's "Once Upon a Time" truly and truly. In an instant, Sansan's heart calmed down. This is the charm of music.

I never thought I could travel to the end of the world with my sword

Take a look at the prosperity of the world

The young mind is always a little frivolous

Now he's covered in bruises

Now you are at home all over the world

The girl who once made you feel bad

Now there is no trace

Love always makes you long for and trouble you

I once left you bruised and bruised

Dililililililidenda

After a song, Sansan's heart was conquered again. The moment the song stopped suddenly, Sansan couldn't help but said: "Keep going, why don't you stop?"

Qin Feng smiled and said, "Finish singing."

"So, how did you come up with so many divine songs in your head? I'm confused."

"Don't think about things you can't understand. Refusing mental inwardness is the first step to happiness."

"You little brat, you're still preaching to me, give me the guitar."

Sansan took the guitar, thinking about last night's score, and sang Zhou Huimin's "Favorite" while playing.

Sansan's tone is soft but strong, and it can play the melody of "Favorite" very well, but there are some details that need to be paid attention to.

Qin Feng fiddled with it a few times, and Sansan immediately completed the correction.

"Very smart." Qin Feng praised.

Sansan showed a happy smile. Compared with the previous explosion in the restaurant, she still smiled better.

"Just now you said I was stupid." Sansan said with a smile.

"Sometimes stupid, sometimes smart."

Sansan sang the song "Favorite" several times again until Qin Feng was satisfied.

Before I knew it, more than half an hour had passed and the first class had ended.

"Let's go to class with you." Sansan put away the guitar contentedly.

Qin Feng was sitting on the edge of the rooftop, his eyes suddenly fell into a void, as if he was thinking about something.

"Hey, let's go, why are you standing there?" Sansan patted Qin Feng.

"I'm already late for one class, so I don't care about being absent from class." Qin Feng replied.

"Sister, I'll stay with you for a while. Do you still want to sing?"

"My voice is burning out from singing. Just rest."

The two of them were leaning side by side, and Sansan suddenly said, "I always feel like you don't look like a college student. How old are you this year?"

"I'm a sophomore in college."

"I asked you how old you were."

"The mouth of the Nutrition Express bottle is as big as the mouth."

Sansan: "..."

Sansan stepped forward and twisted Qin Feng's arm, and said, "Smelly brother, you know how to get high, right? If you really want to get serious with your sister, you are too cowardly."

"You are wrong. I have never been timid. I just don't want to be responsible." Qin Feng said bluntly.

Sansan was really amused by him.

"You really put your scum in front of me. I'm going to die laughing." Sansan said.

"It's tiring to be responsible, isn't it?"

"That's right, but if you don't want to be responsible when you go to bed, you are acting like a hooligan. Do you agree?"

Qin Feng nodded and said: "I agree, so I will endure it."

"You're quite sincere."

"Life is already very tiring. I don't want to use worldly rules to imprison myself. Wouldn't it be better to live a more relaxed, free and happy life?"

Qin Feng's words made Sansan nod in agreement, and then Sansan responded: "Let's go, sister will take you to a place to make you happy."

"No." Qin Feng refused directly.

Sansan said, "Don't worry, I won't let you take responsibility."