Ling Yichu froze for a moment, and asked uncertainly, "You...are you really moved?"

Zuo Wenqi stroked the side of the cup, and answered after a while: "I don't know, maybe. Or maybe I just mistook my good feelings for my sincerity."

The rhetoric he used was the same as what Ning Xiaole had said not long ago, and he presumably listened to the whole conversation.

Ling Yichu was still a little puzzled, and said with his chin in his hand, "I wanted to ask you before, what kind of relationship did you have with Xiao Lele before? You clearly said last year that you wanted to hide your strength and bide your time, and solve the mess at home together. In the end, he came back directly for Xiao Lele."

"I know you are not so impulsive."

Ling Yichu and Zuo Wenqi have known each other very early. They are Zuo Wenqi's second friends since he was a child. He has helped him a lot on the road of acting, and he has a better understanding of his complicated family situation.

He has a friendly attitude towards Ling Yichu, and it might seem that they often have disagreements when they get along with each other, but when it comes to serious matters, they trust each other.

Zuo Wenqi looked down at the drink in his hand, and replied softly: "I met him when I was six years old. If it wasn't for him and his family, there might have been no such person as Zuo Wenqi."

The days before the age of six were the most painful for Zuo Wenqi. If he hadn't met Ning Xiaole who went out for a walk with his family when he was six years old, his life might have stopped at that time.

Ling Yichu didn't know much about his childhood, and he didn't intend to ask, as if he said casually: "When you were six years old, that little Lele was only a little over a year old, no wonder I didn't know you. Then you Why didn't you tell him?"

Zuo Wenqi shook his head: "He may not even know that he once knew someone five years older than him, so why should I tell him this. With the opportunity to get along, I can let him know me again."

Ling Yichu, who was used to being straightforward, didn't understand his thoughts, but he didn't interfere, and returned to his original nonchalant appearance, picked up the bag he had put on the ground, and asked with a smile: "That's right, do you want me later?" How about a water gun fight? I think it would be fun."

Zuo Wenqi was not very interested: "No, you guys can play."

"Okay, then I'll go and play with them." He didn't want to play with Ling Yichu and stopped persuading him. He got up and waved to Ning Xiaole who happened to be by the pool, "Xiao Lele! Do you want to play water gun together?" Great battle!"

Ning Xiaole looked behind after hearing the sound, and saw the bag in Ling Yichu's hand, and suddenly became interested: "I want to play! Is there any little yellow duck!"

Ling Yichu at the other end walked towards him and said with a smile, "I know you like little yellow ducks, so I specially found a water gun in the shape of little yellow ducks for you."

Hearing this, Ning Xiaole couldn't sit still anymore, her eyes were shining brightly, and when Ling Yichu came over with a water gun, she saw that there was indeed a little yellow duck inside.

The rest of the people also gathered around at this moment, and each chose a favorite water gun.

There is a lot of splashing water on the edge of the swimming pool, which is easy to slippery. In order to reduce accidents and increase the difficulty, they decided to have a water gun battle in the water this time.

Although Ning Xiaole went to the beach with his classmates to play with water guns during school, it was the first time to play in the swimming pool of the swimming pool like this, and he showed full anticipation with the little yellow duck water gun.

But before he started, he noticed that Zuo Wenqi seemed to be looking at them, and trotted over to him: "Brother Zuo, do you want to come and play together? It's so boring to drink here all the time!"

Zuo Wenqi glanced at him dressed in a little yellow duck, but still shook his head: "You guys play, have fun."

Ning Xiaole seemed a little regretful: "It's rare to come here, but I really want to play with Brother Zuo."

"...Do you want me to come together?" Zuo Wenqi looked up at him, his dark eyes were usually emotionless, but there seemed to be something more.

Ning Xiaole nodded: "Because I like Brother Zuo, I also want to play with Brother Zuo."

He paused and asked bluntly: "Brother Zuo didn't have a rest, right? Is the real reason because he doesn't like excitement?"

Zuo Wenqi raised his head to meet his gaze, and saw the pure curiosity and concern in his dark pupils.

Zuo Wenqi, who originally wanted to follow the trend, paused for a moment, but still answered truthfully: "I'm afraid you won't be able to let go of me in the past."

Except for Ni Mandong and Ling Yichu, everyone present was younger than Zuo Wenqi, and his personality was relatively cold, making it easy for people to feel unapproachable.

Ning Xiaole also thought of this, but quickly said: "If Brother Zuo doesn't hate playing with us, it doesn't matter, everyone just let go after playing."

Having been graciously invited to this role—mainly because Ning Xiaole's expected appearance was so irresistible, Zuo Wenqi finally got up and went to the swimming pool with him.

Ling Yichu, who had just been rejected by him, raised his eyebrows when he saw this: "It's rare, Zuo Dayingdi also wants to play?"

Ning Xiaole took a step ahead of Zuo Wenqi, and said with a smile: "Brother Zuo is the foreign aid I found~"

"Xiao Lele, you really did not learn well, and you even learned how to find foreign aid!" Tang Luoyun pretended to be dissatisfied, "Then I will definitely not show mercy to your subordinates! Qianqian, we will attack together later them!"

"Received." Mu Qianqian made a movement of loading the water gun, as if she was ready to go.

Ning Xiaole smiled slightly, full of fighting spirit: "I can't ask for it."

Then he turned his head to look at Zuo Wenqi, gave him a wink, and smiled lightly.

After understanding what he meant, Zuo Wenqi's expression softened a bit.

Ni Mandong next to him didn't notice the eye contact between the two of them, but listening to the conversation just now, he was not to be outdone, pulled Xu Xingran and said, "Then Xiao Ranran and I will never admit defeat."

The high-spirited fighting spirit ignited among the three groups of people, and Ling Yichu, who was weak and weak, became aggrieved: "Why do I feel as if you are targeting me?"

Ning Xiaole patted him on the shoulder: "Brother Ling, don't worry."

Thinking that he was trying to help her, Ling Yichu immediately put on a moved expression, and grabbed his shoulder: "Hello Xiao Lele!"

But at the next moment Ning Xiaole withdrew his arm and said kindly: "Brother Ling, don't worry, remove the 'as if', we are targeting you."

Ling Yichu: "...I declare that you have lost me!"

"It's enough for me to have Brother Zuo, and I don't need Brother Ling~" Ning Xiaole turned to put Zuo Wenqi's shoulders on his shoulders, and said it very naturally.

Zuo Wenqi also cooperatively led Ning Xiaole slightly in his direction.

Completely helpless, Ling Yichu ran to the swimming pool to grow mushrooms in aggrieved manner.

The author has something to say: Today, I suddenly got busy with some things, and I don’t know why my right wrist hurts, which affects the code words, so I only have time to write two thousand QAQs today

Tomorrow will continue to update [-]!

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Thank you [an arctic rabbit] for the nutrient solution mua~

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