Self-investment

Jian Ling became more and more restless, licking and kissing Luo Yimu's ear was not enough, and attacked the root of her neck, after all, it was a quiet place, Luo Yimu didn't dare to let her make mistakes, and pulled her into him with his backhand Holding her hands in his arms, he smiled and taunted her: "With a little knowledge, you know how to show off. Is the 'color' that is empty is the 'color' that is beautiful?"

Jane sat down on her lap, pulled her collar, and squinted at her: "I don't care if it's a beauty, but to me it is a beauty. What's the matter, do you have an opinion?"

That unrepentant little look, not to mention how painful it is, Luo Mu bowed his head and kissed her hard on the face, "I dare not have any objections."

Satisfied, Jane let go of her, humming: "It's not too bad." She found a comfortable position in Luo Yimu's arms, with her back against Luo Yimu's chest, and she refused to leave.

Luo Yimu patted her butt, "Hurry up and finish your meal."

"No." Jane squeezed her soft back, "Unless you feed me."

She started to be presumptuous again, and stretched her hands into Luo Yimu's clothes.

The spring was cold, but Jian Ling's hand was very warm, touching Luo Yimu's waist, almost made her shiver.

Shaking comfortably.

Jian Ling's heart is full of fire, even if it's cold, her palms are always warm, just as Luo Yimu's body temperature is cold, she is like a natural heater by Luo Yimu's side.

It's just that the heater is dishonest and always likes to fumble in her clothes.

Luo Yimu grabbed her hand that did the wrong thing, directly lifted her up by her thigh, put her back on her own seat on the other side of the table, scooped up a spoonful of tofu for her, "Eat quickly."

Jian Ling smashed the spoonful of tofu in the bowl with his chopsticks and mixed it with the rice. It was a big mouthful, his cheeks were stuffed like a little squirrel, and he rolled up and down as he chewed. : "Do you know why Xianhu Temple is called Xianhu Temple?"

"Why?" Luo Yimu picked out a chopstick of rice and chewed it slowly.

"That's stupid." Jian Ling laughed at her, "Of course it's because there is a lake behind the temple, it's called Fairy Lake."

Jian Ling explained the origin of the fairy lake to Luo Yimu: "It is said that there used to be an immortal at the bottom of this lake, and a mortal couple would bring an offering to make a wish by the lake, and the lake immortal would bless the two of them to grow old together."

It made Luo Yimu move his heart.

She is a staunch materialist, except for the relationship with Jian Ling, the atheist has always been willing to believe in it for a while, and go to the lake, hoping that they can grow old together.

"Mumu, shall we go to the lake after dinner?" Jian Ling asked Luo Yimu for his opinion.

"Okay." Luo Yimu said, and urged Jian Ling again, "Hurry up and eat."

……

As a result, the meal was not finished yet, and it began to rain.

There was a sudden spring rain. First, dark clouds covered the sun, and then raindrops fell from the sky. Before they could react, several puddles had accumulated on the stone floor of the yard.

Luo Yimu and Jian Ling looked at each other.

No umbrella.

"It seems that we can't go to Fairy Lake." Jian Ling's eyes showed a little regret.

"Who says it's impossible to go?" Luo Yimu smiled lightly, "This shower comes and goes quickly, no matter how bad it is, you can borrow an umbrella from the masters in the temple."

"Then we won't wait." Jian Ling patted his buttocks and stood up, "Borrow an umbrella from Master Monk. Hey, swimming in the lake in the rain must be interesting."

Luo Yimu had just donated a large amount of incense money to the temple. He was a valuable pilgrim, and the monks were very polite to them. When they asked for an umbrella, they immediately brought two of them. Jian Ling only took one , returned the other one to them, turned to Luo Yimu and said: "Walking in the rain, what's the point of holding two umbrellas, Mumu, are you right?"

Luo Yimu smiled indulgently, and agreed with her temper, "Yes, an umbrella is enough."

Jian Ling inquired about the way to Fairy Lake with the monk who brought the umbrella. He held up the umbrella and walked into the rain with Luo Yimu. Luo Yimu's arm was almost walking with Luo Yimu. The rain curtain covered them, leaving only a small area under the umbrella. The water droplets hit the top of the umbrella, like a rhythmic percussion music, pure It sounds natural.

The air in the rain was very fresh, and Jian Ling took a deep breath, feeling at ease.

The Fairy Lake is just outside the back wall, just outside the small door. At this time, the rain has lightened a lot and turned into countless silver threads. Countless raindrops on the lake surface are rippling and rippling. The mist and rain are hazy. The scenery of the lake is all hidden behind the rain and fog, and it is hard to see clearly. There are only two new willows by the lake, which have just sprouted, and after being washed by the rain, they are tender and fresh green, full of vitality.

Jian Ling and Luo Yimu approached the lake, and there were a lot of coins piled up in the shallow water, one yuan, five cents, and even a lot of game coins, most of which were left by pilgrims who made wishes.

The times are different, and the offerings to the "Huxian" are also different, so Westernized.

"Have you brought any coins?" Luo Yimu turned around and asked.

"No." Jian Ling shrugged relaxedly, "such a clean lake, why throw coins into it? It smells like strings of money, and it pollutes the lake instead."

Luo Yimu hooked his lips.

She is often amazed by Jian Ling's thought realm beyond ordinary people, the more she understands, the more she admires her open-mindedness.

"Huxian!" Jian Ling put his hands around his mouth like a trumpet, and shouted towards the lake, "If you are really alive! Let Mumu and I be together forever! This life! Next life! Next life! Never separate! "

After she shouted, she laughed comfortably, "It's been a long time since I've been so relaxed, so happy."

"Mumu, come and try."

Luo Yimu refused.

It's cute for Jian Ling to do such a silly thing, but it's weird for her to do it herself.

"Oh, try it. Really, I feel really good after shouting." Jian Ling snatched the umbrella from her hand and looked at her encouragingly.

Luo Yimu had no choice but to raise the volume symbolically, and said to the lake, "I hope Jian Ling's wish can come true."

After finishing speaking, he turned his face away in embarrassment.

"Fake reserve." Jian Ling teased her without any further force.

This time the relaxation came at the right time. The depression in Jian Ling's heart that had been suppressed from New Year's Eve to the present was washed away by the fresh spring rain. When the two returned from the fairy lake, the rain had no intention of stopping. They sat on the wooden eaves Next, watch the rainwater merge into a trickle, pouring from the corner of the eaves.

Jian Ling tilted her head and leaned on Luo Yimu's shoulder, enjoying the rare tranquility and beauty.

"Mumu."

"Ah."

"I want to take the adult self-examination again and go to university."

Luo Yimu was not surprised.

Jian Ling is a very assertive person, she sold the Internet cafe, she must have had her own plan in mind, but Luo Yimu never knew what her plan was.

Hearing that Jian Ling wanted to go back to school, Luo Yimu was very happy, knowing that it is a good thing to be motivated, she looked at a weed in the nearby flower bed that was swaying with the raindrops, and asked, "What major do you want to take? "

"law."

"The law is very boring, can you stick to it?"

"Tch, look down on me." Jian Ling pinched Luo Yimu's palm.

"I don't underestimate you." Luo Yimu smiled, "A Ling, you are interested in law, of course I agree with you to study law, but I don't want you to study a subject that I am not interested in because of me."

"I wasn't interested before, but now I'm not interested?" Jian Ling said, "Mumu, I also want to be as good as you." She shares people who bother her at work.

"Have you made up your mind?"

"En!" Jian Ling nodded vigorously.

Luo Yimu patted her head, "Okay, I support you."

"I knew you would support me!" Jian Ling's eyes sparkled, and she rubbed the top of her head against Luo Yimu's palm excitedly.

He licked his face silly again, and said: "However, the tuition and living expenses during my school entrance examination... Hehehe, Mumu, you also know that I am a poor man with little money in my pocket. Would you be merciful and help me?" ?”

Luo Yimu chuckled happily, stroked her soft short hair, and agreed generously: "Okay, in order to train an elite talent in the legal field in the future, from now on, you will be supported by me."

"Cheer up! Mumu, you really deserve to be the woman standing behind me."

Luo Yimu asked seemingly unintentionally: "Then when will our Boss Jane be merciful and let the woman behind me become a regular?"

"Ah?" Jian Ling was taken aback, "What do you mean?"

"Jinling will introduce a same-sex marriage bill this year," Luo Yimu said.

"Same-sex marriage? That means..."

"It's that we can be legal partners and our relationship is protected by the law."

Jian Ling thought for a few seconds, then smiled slyly, "Mumu, are you proposing to me?"

Luo Yimu looked slightly stagnant.

She thought seriously for a few minutes, then got up suddenly, rushed into the rain, and braved the drizzle to search for something in the flowerbed. After searching for a while, she picked off the weed that had been swaying in the slanting wind and drizzle.

"Mumu, what are you doing?" Jian Ling asked.

Luo Yimu didn't answer, but just bowed his head and deftly fiddled with the weed between his fingers, as if trying to weave something.

Jian Ling leaned over to look curiously.

Luo Yimu put the wild flowers he picked from the flowerbed beside him, and carefully picked off all the excess leaves of the weeds, leaving only the flexible stems, which were joined end to end to form a small circle, and a little along the main stem of the circle Weave little by little, and finally weave a small yellow flower at the top.

A meticulously handmade ring lay quietly in Luo Yimu's palm.

"Hold out your hand." Luo Yimu said.

Jian Ling raised his right hand blankly.

"Another one."

She obediently switched to her left hand.

Luo Yimu knelt on one knee beside Jian Ling, and solemnly put the ring he made on Jian Ling's left ring finger.

The size fit perfectly, and Jian Ling's fingers, Luo Yimu used his palm to measure them countless times, and she remembered the thickness of each finger.

The white fingers are set against the small yellow wild flowers, slender and beautiful.

"Jane Ling, are you willing to marry me?" She lowered her head and kissed the back of Jian Ling's hand reverently.