The Sea King Sends the Scumbags to the Crematorium | BL, MTL

Chapter 88; Love Affair

Perhaps it was because Sheng Mingfeng seldom spoke in such a gentle tone, or perhaps it was because the content of the conversation was too profound and touched upon blind spots in knowledge, but after listening to this long speech, Lin Jianxi was almost stunned. He pursed his lips, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

After a while, he came back to his senses from all the messy thoughts and whispered, "I have never thought about what you said."

"Then start thinking seriously from now on, and think about my experience."

Sheng Mingfeng casually pulled his long golden hair back and leaned against a stone pillar. He looked lazy, but in fact his body was very tense. Every sentence and even every word he used was carefully considered.

"You didn't like Han Chenfei in the first place. You just longed for that kind of gentle care and concern, and Han Chenfei happened to appear at that time. It would be the same for anyone else. It's not love at all."

Sheng Mingfeng had been in the industry for a long time and had seen a lot of media PR and publicity methods. He was naturally familiar with the basic theories of communication. If you want the audience to accept the information, you have to emphasize it again and again, and deepen the impression by increasing the stimulation.

The repeated appearance of "dislike" was undoubtedly a deliberate guidance, trying to wash away the original thoughts in Lin Jianxi's mind bit by bit.

However, Lin Jianxi seemed a little resistant after hearing this. He pouted and whispered back, "Everyone is different. Your attitude towards my brother does not prove that I am right towards Brother Fei—"

"But people in similar situations have similar emotions." Sheng Mingfeng interrupted him unceremoniously, his face very stern, "Xixi, no one knows you better than me. What you really want in your heart, Han Chenfei can't give it to you."

"But Brother Feng..." The young man's brows knitted unconsciously, with a look of complete confusion on his face, "Why do you care so much about this?"

His little brain worked so fast for the first time, and he finally realized something was wrong: "I said it once last time in the studio, and now I'm saying it again. Why are you reacting so strongly?"

Sheng Mingfeng's eyes suddenly widened.

The young man in front of me had messy curly hair, very white skin, so delicate that it would turn red if you pinched it lightly, and clear eyes that would be filled with a hazy mist when he was touched or wronged. He was so simple that he looked a little silly, soft but not without edges, and made my heart beat no matter how I looked at him.

For a moment, he almost wanted to impulsively tell everything, reveal all his thoughts and seek a result.

But no, the time has not come yet and I cannot ruin my plan.

So Sheng Mingfeng took a deep breath, hiding all the complicated emotions in his eyes, and smiled nonchalantly, saying confidently: "Because I'm your boss!"

"I have been protecting you since you were a child. I don't want you to go through the same detour I did and come crying to me again!" He snorted in annoyance.

"I won't!" Lin Jianxi was immediately furious.

"Will you not cry, or will you not come to see me?" Sheng Mingfeng stepped onto the stone platform, folded his arms and looked down at the young man condescendingly. His tone was joking, but there was a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

Having said that, Sheng Mingfeng knew very well in his heart that Lin Jianxi would not do any of them.

Because I once told him not to bother me, he really never dared to talk to me again. Because I once told him that crying all the time was useless, he really never shed tears again.