The Little Brat’s Sweet And Sassy Chapter 1172: Thinking is faster than light

After lunch, Shen Li played chess with Mei Yanqing for a while before leaving.

It was evening when I got home.

She pressed the code to enter:

"Dad, I'm back."

No one answered, she looked up and saw 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 was heard, and then the door was opened.

Shen Zhijin is standing behind the door, her brows and eyes are clean:

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

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

There is a heavy copy of Sunspots on it.

This is a basic book in the field of astronomy, but Shen Zhijin is reading it.

She remembered this book - it was the one that Gu Tingyin bought to read, but couldn't read it, so she gave it to Shen Zhijin.

Of course, she had given him more than this one.

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

I watched so much that I didn't hear her enter the door.

What's more, this is a simple book for Shen Zhijin.

Shen Li paused, then bent her eyes:

"It's alright, I just wanted to ask you what to eat for dinner. I see a mango ice cream cake in the fridge. Did you buy it for your mother?"

"Hmm."

Shen Zhijin's sparse brows and eyes stretched.

Shen Li asked:

"I didn't hear you mention that my mother also likes mangoes?"

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

——Shen Zhijin likes mangoes.

Shen Zhijin smiled:

"She always buys this flavor for her birthday. I don't eat much mango, but all the ice cream is hers."

Shen Li's fingers curled up.

Shen Zhijin mentioned the old events, and it was clearly a memory from many, many years ago, and it was still as vivid as yesterday.

He rubbed her head:

“Do you want tomato brisket today, Tangtang?”

Shen Li returned to her senses and nodded:

"Hmm."

Shen Zhijin smiled:

"Good."

……

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

It's a six-inch little cake, piled full of mangoes.

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

—— Twenty whole.

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

The sky outside the window was already dark.

Chila——

Shen Zhijin lights the colored candles on the cake.

The wind blows from the window, the candle light flickers, and it seems that even the red camellia that is in full bloom next to it is also swaying.

Shen Li looked up at him.

The warm light reflected on his face, making his eyebrows more clear, and his long eyelashes cast a faint shadow, covering the depths of his black pupils, calm and quiet.

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

—not like.

He has done exactly that over the years.

Shen Li recalled that President Yan Qiu said that Shen Zhijin never missed any festivals.

There is no Mid-Autumn Festival, but no Spring Festival.

But it turns out, he's not good at everything.

Gu Tingyin's birthday will be celebrated by himself.

Camellia, cake, candles.

Everything is so formal, nothing is missing.

She looked at the candles and finally asked:

"Dad, why... twenty candles?"

Shen Zhijin was quiet for a while, as if he was thinking about something. For a moment, a faint smile flashed across his lips.

With just this smile, the cold and indifferent temperament around him dissipated a little, showing a gentleness that is rarely seen by outsiders.

"Shen Zhijin! It's my birthday in three months!"

They had known each other for less than a month at the time.

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

It was her birthday, but she kept asking questions.

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

She was extremely aggrieved.

"Shen Zhijin, guess what wish I just made? You ask me and I'll tell you!"

He had never been interested in these things, but at that moment, he had a mysterious and mysterious mind, and he had the desire to explore.

Actually, before he had time to ask, she couldn't wait to tell him.

"Oops! Then I'll tell you in secret - I hope today is my twentieth birthday!"

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

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

She folded her hands and prayed sincerely,

"Twenty!"

She's not wishing for twenty, but him.

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

"She likes it."

……

In the evening, Shen Li took a bath, changed into pajamas, and was ready to sleep.

But tossing and turning in bed, I don't know why, not the slightest sleepy.

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

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

Shen Zhijin.

He appears to be looking at a telescope on the balcony.

It is already midnight at 12:30. Shen Zhijin's work and rest are extremely regular. Except for occasional work needs, he rarely sleeps at this time.

As if hearing a voice, Shen Zhijin looked back.

In the past few days, the temperature in Beijing has cooled, and the wind is especially cool at night.

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

But the dark night seemed to blanket him with silence.

"Tang Tang."

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'm a little insomniac."

Shen Li was silent for a moment.

Even if he doesn't say it, she understands that there will always be some time that you can't get through with sleep.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a pony pillow on the rattan chair on the balcony, and the tea on the small table next to her was half-drinked and seemed to be cold.

As if an invisible hand suddenly clenched her heart~IndoMTL.com~ When breathing, even her chest hurts.

He's been here for so many years.

"Tang Tang."

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, nothing with mass can travel faster than the speed of light. But—"

The dark night shrouded, as if all the light was trapped here.

But.

"Thinking is faster than light."

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