Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

Ji Lin hurriedly let go of Ling Zhao's hand, "Then I'll go upstairs to get some clothes to wear. You take the vegetables out of the refrigerator first. Wait for me to come down and I'll wash them."

The more he spoke, the faster his heart beat. After finally finishing his words, he hurried upstairs.

From the moment Ji Lin grabbed Ling Zhao's hand, he didn't dare to look up at Ji Lin.

When I heard him coming up the stairs, I turned around to look at him.

Ji Lin ran upstairs with his bare chest as if he was running for his life, taking three steps at a time and going up quickly.

With a bang, he closed the door.

He looked down at his hands, the hands that had just touched Ji Lin's abdominal muscles.

The fingers curled and clenched suddenly.

It feels very good.

Five minutes later, Ji Lin walked into the kitchen.

Ling Zhao glanced at him from the corner of his eye. He was not wearing the so-called "piercing" vest, but a black short-sleeved shirt, refreshing and handsome, like a male college student. ???

He stood in front of the sink, head lowered, scrubbing a tomato seriously. If you didn't know him, you would think he was familiar with tomatoes.

"Do you want me to peel them?" He held up the tomatoes he had washed until they were shiny.

Ling Zhao: "...It might be a little difficult to peel it, I'll just scald it with boiling water."

Ji Lin and Ling Zhao have been together for a long time, and now he can tell that Ling Zhao's seemingly well-behaved and serious words are actually a joke on him. He pretended to be sullen and said, "Are you laughing at me?"

"No." Ling Zhao answered quickly without even thinking.

Ji Lin became more and more certain that he was laughing at him, and walked closer to him with a tomato in his hand, "You still say you're not laughing?"

Ling Zhao almost couldn't hold it in anymore, and said frankly, "Really not, I just think you..."

"What am I?"

Ling Zhao originally couldn't help laughing, but now he couldn't help his heart beating faster. He opened his mouth and whispered two words.

The distance between the two was close, so even though he spoke softly, Ji Lin could hear clearly, he said -

cute.

Ji Lin's 25-year-old face suddenly turned red.

Ling Zhao seemed to realize what he had just said. He cleared his throat and said, "I mean like a child."

Ji Lin said "oh", went back to the sink, put down the tomatoes, and started washing the vegetables. He also patted his face a few times with his wet hands to achieve the effect of cooling down quickly.

Ling Zhao turned around and started cooking, and neither of them spoke again.

When he turned around, Ji Lin tacitly put the "shredded potato" cut into strips on a plate and handed it to him.

Ji Lin clearly saw the corners of Ling Zhao's mouth curved up and then quickly pursed as he tried to suppress a smile.

"Laugh if you want to. I won't lose anything by making you laugh." Ji Lin frowned in annoyance.

If I had known, I wouldn't have teased him just now.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Ling Zhao burst out laughing, and his eyes seemed to be filled with stars. "You said that."

Ji Lin stared into his eyes. It turned out that he was not frightened by him. He curled his lips and said, "I said, I will smile for you."

At this time, Ling Zhao's cell phone that he had placed aside rang.

Ling Zhao picked up the phone, took a look at it, and hung up without even answering it.

Ji Lin didn't mean to look, it was just that the distance between them was not far, and the phone was right between them, so he could see the caller ID at a glance.

Ling Zhao backed up: Father

Ji Lin didn't know if he was overthinking it. In this new era, he rarely heard of anyone directly referring to their father as "father" instead of "dad" or "old dad" or something like that.

This situation may indicate that Ling Zhao and his father do not have a good relationship, or at least it makes people feel that they are not close.

"Why don't you answer it?" Ji Lin asked casually.

Ling Zhao put his phone on vibrate mode and put it in his trouser pocket, saying, "My father and I don't have much to talk about. If he calls me, he'll probably say something I don't want to hear, so I'd better ignore it."

Ji Lin nodded slightly and turned back to wash the vegetables. This was Ling Zhao's family affair, and he was just a friend so he shouldn't ask too much.

But he suddenly put down the vegetables in his hand while washing them, looked at Ling Zhao's back, and said, "Actually, in my senior year of high school, I went to your house to look for you after I knew you were going abroad."

Ling Zhao obviously didn't know about this, because when Ji Lin heard the sound of the spatula falling into the pot, Ling Zhao froze.

He turned around slowly, "You came to my house to see me?"

"You left the country without even saying goodbye. I'm going to settle the score with you." Ji Lin said this with clear eyes, but somehow it made people feel that he was being wronged.

Especially when he stared at Ling Zhao, it made Ling Zhao feel uneasy.

It’s just that Ling Feng…

Come to think of it, Ling Feng is most averse to him making friends, so how could he tell him that Ji Lin went to find him.

"Did he... I mean my father tell you anything?"

Speaking of this, Ji Lin became even more excited, "Your dad said he has never heard of my name, nor has he heard you mention your friends at school."

If Ling Zhao had thought too much before that Ji Lin was wronged, as soon as he said this, he couldn't help but want to step forward and touch his head.

How can you say something so pathetically?

But he didn't step forward, instead he was almost irrational because of the content of his words.

"Did he tell you that?"

He didn't find it strange that Ling Feng would say this. Ling Feng was just that dependent. For the sake of his own interests, he could ignore the feelings of other people around him.

Ji Lin pursed his lips and nodded.

Ling Zhao said quickly: "I mentioned you before, but he may not remember. Ji Lin, I have always regarded you as my friend, and I have told you the reason why I left without saying goodbye."

The blame was easily put back on Ji Lin's head.

Ling Zhao left without saying goodbye because of his sudden coldness.

Ling Zhao almost said directly that it was all your fault and that was why I left without saying goodbye.

Ji Lin felt as if someone had stuffed a mouthful of coptis chinensis into his mouth. He walked over to Ling Zhao, picked up a freshly washed cherry and handed it to him, "It's all right now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up. I thought you didn't consider me a friend at all, and I was sad for a long time because of this."

"So, you turned your anger into hard work, which is why you got such good results in the college entrance examination..."

Before Ling Zhao could finish his words, Ji Lin stuffed the cherry into his mouth.

He was stuffed with Coptis chinensis to let Ling Zhao taste the sweetness.

"I'm smart."

Facing his gaze, Ling Zhao looked away unnaturally, biting a cherry, and said vaguely: "Not necessarily that smart."

"What?" Ji Lin suddenly pinched his cheeks with both hands.

The cherry in Ling Zhao's mouth almost squeezed out. He puffed his lips and made a whimpering sound of resistance.

Ji Lin couldn't help but stare in amazement.

Oh my god, Ling Zhao is so cute like this.

In his lifetime, he actually saw loveliness in a man. Either the world was crazy or he was crazy.

It turns out that I like someone.

So blind.