The villain cannon fodder wants salted fish

"Going out with Jiji to play black, shit, he actually took a Yao and hung it on my head all the time, he can't even use a shield, he's going to die and start naked Daisuke!"

"I don't want this either..."

"The steamed buns that Liu An bought this morning are really unpalatable. For the sake of flying me ten times yesterday, I forgive him."

"Learn to control."

......

Every page is like this, the last sentence is written crookedly, in small font, in the lower left corner.

Lin Shan thought for a long time, but was still at a loss.

He locked the diary and planned to put it in the cabinet. He walked over and opened the cabinet door. With the help of the light, he saw a small dark compartment and wanted to reach out to touch it.

"Knock, knock!" The nanny knocked on the door, "Master, it's time to eat."

"Ah, good! I'll be right here." He put the diary in hastily, and was limped downstairs while being helped by someone.

"Oh, my little baby!" Song Xiang stepped forward, held Lin Shan's face and kissed him fiercely, "Missing mother?"

"Yeah." Lin Shan didn't know how to answer, so he could only nod shyly.

"Are you tired these days?"

"I'm not very tired, and the teacher doesn't assign much homework."

Song Xiang smiled, looked at Lin Shan for a while, and said with relief: "You finally cut your shit-eating look."

Lin Shan: ...

Mom, you don't have to say that.

Song Xiang was eager to pick up food for Lin Shan at the dinner table. Lin Shan was not picky about food and didn't like to waste, so he ate everything Song Xiang gave him. If Lin Zuqiu hadn't stopped him at the dinner table, Lin Shan would probably be in the kitchen by now. The hospital lay down.

It was only eight o'clock after dinner. Lin Zuqiu and Song Xiang went out for a walk, but Lin Shan didn't go. He was going to organize and bind the materials of Ji Xingyu's speech tonight. He worked hard for an hour and a half. Looking at the time, there was still half an hour before the biological clock arrived, so he simply limped and washed Ji Xingyu's hat.

He didn't dare to use the washing machine, rubbed it with his hands, and hung it to dry after making sure that there was no ointment smell.

After a tiring day, he collapsed on the bed and fell asleep within a few minutes.

A night without dreams.

Song Xiang and Lin Zuqiu went to the company early in the morning. After Lin Shan had breakfast, he suddenly remembered the secret compartment in the cabinet last night. When he went to look for it again, there was nothing but the diary.

"Ding~"

[Yan Jichu: Gouzi, go out and have a hot pot? 】

[Yan Jichu: An Zi is also here. 】

[Yishan Yishan: No, my feet told me that the hot pot is too spicy. 】

[Yan Jichu: Come on, come on, there are a lot of people today, let's order a clear soup pot. 】

Just as Lin Shan was about to refuse, a friend request was sent from the address book, the name is——

【Why!Pinduoduo cut a knife! 】

Lin Shan:?

Advertising harassment?

He rejected it casually, and by the way Yan Jichu was also rejected.

He sat down at the desk and continued to write the homework assigned by Han Yu. The students in the third year of high school were busy, and they took two days off in three weeks. Without writing a book, the phone rang again.

It was still a message to apply for a friend, it was the person just now, he noticed the following line of friend notes: Ji Xingyu.

Lin Shan: ...

Is this a normal person's name?

【Why!Pinduoduo cut a knife! :busy? 】

【Lin Shan: Busy. 】

【Why!Pinduoduo cut a knife! : As long as you are busy, come out and have a hot pot. 】

Lin Shan hesitated.

【Why!Pinduoduo cut a knife! :10 minutes. 】

[One Shan and one Shan: Oh. 】

He received the address Ji Xingyu sent him, packed his things, and asked the driver to take him there.

Ji Xingyu shouted, he dare not not go.

Ji Xingyu was leaning on the sofa. The huge living room was alone, empty, and very deserted and lonely. He tapped the screen rhythmically with his fingers, and a smile appeared on his cold, perfectly curved face, as if he was in a good mood.

"Ding~"

[The well in Malan Mountain:? 】

【Why!Pinduoduo cut a knife! :. 】

[The well in Malan Mountain: Going to eat hot pot? 】

【Why!Pinduoduo cut a knife! :How did you know? 】

[The well in Malan Mountain: Listen to what Yan Yan said. 】

[The well in Malan Mountain: Are you going to Liu An? 】

【Why!Pinduoduo cut a knife! : Go, what's the matter? 】

[The well in Malan Mountain: Song Xunyi is going too? 】

【Why!Pinduoduo cut a knife! : Go, so what do you want to express? 】

There was silence for 10 minutes, and there was no movement.

Ji Xingyu changed into a black coat, and grabbed a few strands of hair back, revealing his full forehead. He took out his phone and checked the time. It was almost time to leave. He opened the door, and a gust of wind blew him a few strands The forehead hair fell on the brow bone, and when he looked up, he saw an enlarged version of his handsome face.

"Fuck!" Ji Xingyu gasped.

Ma Lanjing's facial features were profound, his expression was indifferent, and his long and narrow eyes stared straight at him, "I'll go too."

Ji Xingyu was surprised for a moment, and asked him, "How did you come here?"

"Let's go." Ma Lanjing said concisely.

He gritted his teeth, "This is my house!"

He didn't live at home, so he found a decent neighborhood, and Ma Lanjing was more than a dozen blocks away from him. In just 10 minutes, he didn't even have enough time to argue with the security guards in the neighborhood.

Ma Lanjing pursed her lips and said nothing, with a "must go" expression on her face.

"Is it true that your car didn't explode?" Ji Xingyu was faintly worried.

Ma Lanjing just shook his head.

Ji Xingyu gave him a thumbs up, "Let's go."

It is inconvenient to walk in Linshan, so I arrived early.

"Lin Shan?" Yan Jichu asked incredulously.

He stood on the seat, facing Lin Shan at the door two by two.

This hot pot restaurant is very popular, basically there are no seats, chatting and punching are noisy and noisy, Lin Shan didn't hear clearly, he was surprised to see Yan Jichu.

Why is he here?

"Okay you! I told you not to come, I asked Ji Xingyu to tell you to come immediately." Yan Jichu gritted his teeth angrily, "I am not as important as the monitor in your heart?"

"Ah?" Lin Shan was a little confused, what did Yan Jichu ask?