and share this life with affection

Lin Ling closed her eyes and cursed in her heart: Damn Gu Yan! On the surface, he smiled and said, "Huh?" as if he didn't hear anything.

The dignity of adults lies in this tacit "Huh?"

Qingfeng knew in her heart that it was indeed a bit too fast.

To put it bluntly, the probability of failure is really high right now.

But today Qingfeng was a little impulsive and obviously didn't want to be exposed like this.

Qingfeng blushed and was about to speak.

He was interrupted by a "Hey——".

The two of them turned their heads following the sound. Bian Zhi lay on the balcony, smiled and said to Qingfeng: "It's three o'clock in the morning. You still haven't left. Do you want to have breakfast at my house?"

Qingfeng looked at Lin Ling.

Bian Zhi smiled again and said: "No kidding, I have something to do with Lin Ling, please leave me alone."

The latter words were said to Qingfeng.

Qingfeng had no choice but to laugh, feeling that she was a little abrupt just now, "Then... good night first."

Lin Ling nodded and said, "Good night." 'Then he turned around and left.

She went to the second floor, and Bian Zhi leaned against the door and looked at her with a smile.

In front of Bian Zhi, Lin Ling never had to hide. She breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you, boss."

Bian Zhi smiled and joked, "What, you are not satisfied? If you are not satisfied, I will change it for you. The next one will be better."

Lin Ling took two steps forward and walked to Bian Zhi's side. She also followed her and leaned her back against the wall. She remained silent for a long time.

"The breeze is nice." Bian Zhi said.

"Yeah, he's very nice."

Bian Zhi smiled and said, "You don't like it. Do you like bad ones?"

Lin Ling slowly shook her head, "No, it's pretty good."

Lin Ling couldn't explain what she was thinking, and was a little confused. During this period, there were many people coming and going around her.

There are some who are excellent, some who are very handsome, and some who are gentle and appreciative.

These people were very kind to her, but she always stood aside like a bystander, watching these people being busy one after another.

She couldn't empathize, or even mentally participate.

She watched those people treat her well with cold eyes, as if she was looking at her former self.

Whenever this time, she would think.

Did Shen Tingsi feel like this when he faced him before?

Seeing her cold face, in fact, my heart warms and I want to get closer. Seeing her jumping up and down, scratching her ears and cheeks, trying to find a place for herself in his heart. Seeing her seeming noble on the surface, in fact, she still wants a little love?

No.

Not a bit of a fan.

She wants a lot.

is all.

Is he as tired as he is now?

Do you also feel troubled?

After living for so many years, Lin Ling has never been entangled by anyone. She has always known what she likes and doesn't like, and she does everything neatly. Therefore, when she examines the feeling of being entangled for the first time, she feels mixed emotions.

Qingfeng is a very good person, he lives a very transparent life, and he gets along well with the people in Poisonous Scorpion, but there is something missing, something is missing——

Lin Ling thought, it must be a little bit of her heartbeat.

Occasionally, she would feel a little pitiful when she saw him busy. She even wanted to say sorry to him, but would he listen? Qingfeng should have understood the meaning of her "huh?" at the door just now.

He is so considerate and understands that between adults, you understand and I understand many things and should not be put on the table.

But he still almost made it clear.

Today's Qingfeng is just like myself in those ten years, lost and unable to return.

Or, I am much better than him.

Lin Ling sighed, feeling that he had done something wrong.

"Boss, forget it, no more marriage proposals." Lin Ling said.

Bian Zhi also knew this was the result. She sighed, turned her head and glanced at Lin Ling's side face and said, "Someone has been waiting at the door of your room all night."

The last thing Lin Ling wanted to see now was Shen Tingsi.

There are always those days when I was too stupid to stop, and someone stood by and watched the whole process. Now that person feels that it is not enough, and insists on chasing me to watch again.

This feeling is almost irritating.

Lin Ling walked towards the door of her room.

The location of her room is at the end of the corridor. She chose it herself. She likes the quiet here and also likes the light that shines slanting in from outside. It will fall on the floor in front of the door no matter how late it is. It seems that no matter how late it is, there is always a light. Make your own home in the light.

Shen Tingsi took off his coat, placed it on the floor, and sat on it.

Lin Ling walked over, and he raised his head in search of a sound. The broken hair fell from his forehead, making the originally sharp man look a bit fragile.

His expression wasn't very good, and when the light shone in, it fell on his eyes, and there seemed to be a shadow of someone shining brightly.

It's raining outside now and the windows are open.

The fluffy rain sprinkled in from outside and fell on the ground, which was a little damp. It hit someone's white shirt and wet a small piece.

Lin Ling looked at the person in front of her, feeling a little tired inexplicably. She opened the door of the room without saying a word. The person on the ground stood up silently. After Lin Ling stepped into the door, his nose just Lift.

There was only a "bang!" sound, and the door closed in front of my face, almost hitting my nose.

Shen Tingsi stood silently, looking at the closed door with his dark eyes for a moment, then slowly leaned his back against the wall and stood aside.

The rain in the middle of the night came without warning.

The fluffy drizzle turned into a downpour in an instant, rolling thunder rumbled with a muffled sound, and the oblique rain poured in from outside, making a "pah pah pah!" sound on the ground.

The door clicked.

Shen Tingsi stood up straight, walked in, and closed the door behind his back.

A bath towel was thrown directly over and hit Shen Tingsi's face, "After wiping off, get out."

Lin Ling didn't even look at Shen Tingsi. She went straight to bed, lay down on her back, covered herself with quilt, and closed her eyes to sleep.

Shen Tingsi wiped his wet hair, and the room fell into silence for a moment.

"Before, you said you were sorry, but I didn't accept it." Shen Tingsi suddenly said in the silence.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, hitting the windows with a loud splash. There was only a dim lamp on in the room. In the private and quiet space, Shen Tingsi felt that he had enough time to explain clearly.

"I won't accept being knocked down," but someone was obviously too lazy to argue with him. "After wiping, go back to your room."

"I don't think you have anything to do with me, so needless to say," Shen Tingsi still held a white towel in his hand. He walked slowly to the bed and looked down at Lin Ling's little face, "I don't think so." I don’t think it’s troublesome, I’m just too slow. You can ignore me and be angry with me because of this, but you can’t give up on me because of this.”

"You can think of me as stupid. I grew up in a very abnormal environment. I don't understand what a long-term and stable relationship is, a relationship without interests. I feel that it is too thin and too fragile. I don't feel that I What are the advantages worthy of others’ liking?

How to talk about love? Can we negotiate? How to make the other party feel more comfortable in this relationship, how to make the other party never give up on you and never break up? I am not sure at all about this. There are many people around me, coming and going.

I am very confident about these people, because they all have their own plans, but you don’t. I don’t know how to face you. I always feel that not facing you may be the best way to face them. People who come will always leave. , no one will stay forever,

Then don't like it. I always think like this subconsciously. I admit that I am very selfish, but I am just afraid. Whether you believe it or not, I am not lying to you. I never find you annoying or look at you. So what happy thing is it to compromise for me?

I feel uncomfortable myself, so I keep saying it over and over again. I don’t understand myself, and I’ve let you down, but I don’t want to say I’m sorry. Just treat it as something I owe you, okay? I will pay you back slowly in the future. If you give me ten years, I will give you a lifetime, okay? "

"You were the one chasing me in the past, now I'll be the one chasing you, okay?" The last sentence was extremely affectionate, gentle and patient.