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Lin Jiuxin is cheap, Xie Lin didn't take it too seriously, and didn't think Wu Qian would take the photos as her own.

At sunset, it’s hard to find a parking space at the place with the most fireworks. Huaiyangli is an old building in the old district, so the resources in this area can be imagined. The two of them went in to change their shoes and clothes, and each played with their phones for a while. They just got the keys The sound of turning the lock.

Wu Qian and Lin Shaonan seemed to be in high spirits. As soon as they came back, they both plunged into the kitchen, one turned the spoon, the other cut the vegetables, and quickly prepared a table of good dishes.

This is the first time to have a meal for four.

The dining table on three sides was extended to four sides, and it was carried to the living room for dinner, where Wu Qian served the top-notch rice one by one.

"Shake off your cheeks and eat! Eat his food with a strong taste," she raised her hand, and the appearance of the dishes on the right was obviously similar to that of an outside restaurant. Wu Qian patted her husband and smiled at Xie Lin: "This is his style, I like it." Just eat what I made, less salt and less oil, super healthy!"

Indeed, the dishes are clearly divided, one side is meat and the other is vegetarian, and there is a big pot of tomato and egg soup in the middle, and the table is full of fragrant and steaming hot rice.

Wu Qian has always been enthusiastic. From the first time she entered the 'house', Xie Lin was deeply moved. He didn't understand whether this woman was naturally hospitable and familiar, or she deliberately pretended to be a mother in front of Lin Shaonan. The side of boundless love.

In short, Xie Lin didn't suffer at all from the cold reception he should have received because of his relationship with Lin Shaonan, and sometimes he even felt that he was favored more than Lin Jiuxin.

...Is this necessary?

Frowning, Xie Lin was silent as he looked at the huge chicken drumstick that Wu Qian put into the bowl with a chopstick.

It's hard to explain, but Xie Lin just sneaked a glance at Lin Jiuxin. Fortunately, he didn't notice anything unusual. This nervous man was slowly poking the fried prawns...

Ah, thank you.

Thanks shit.

Xie Lin didn't want to talk to himself, thanked Wu Qian and ate quickly.

He ate too fast, put down his chopsticks, and everyone else cast their gazes at the same time. Xie Lin suddenly felt that he was on the left side. Whether he wiped his mouth and walked away, or stayed and watched others eat and drink, it would be embarrassing enough.

Someone stabbed him with an elbow, Xie Lin turned to look at Lin Jiuxin who was beside him.

"Do you want to drink the soup? Give me a bowl."

The hand that peeled the shrimp was full of oil, and the man touched his bowl with the back of his hand.

Xie Lin served Lin Jiuxin, thought about it, and served some for himself. When he looked up, Wu Qian and Lin Shaonan were making eye movements again.

This stalk can't pass, right?

Lowering his head, Xie Lin drank the soup angrily without looking at anyone.

After dinner, the host naturally asked to stay to wash the dishes, but Wu Qian refused, Lin Shaonan persuaded her a few words, and Xie Lin helped to clean the dishes in the kitchen.

Lin Shaonan seemed to be in a good mood. He cleaned up the dining table with a smile, and handed the dirty bowls and chopsticks to Xie Lin one after another. Only Uncle Lin Jiuxin picked his teeth in a manner and went back to the bedroom.

The kitchen is too small, two people can barely turn away, there is no place to hold hands, throwing kitchen waste is hand in hand backwards like a relay, looking at the figure of Lin Shaonan opening the door and going downstairs, Xie Lin inexplicably sent a message I was stunned for a while.

Lin Shaonan is honest, mediocre, and follows the rules. He is satisfied with the ordinary life of his wife and children. It's never been so harmonious with Wu Qian.

After all, this is a woman who is more than his mother in terms of appearance, temperament, and conduct.

The two divided the work, and the kitchen was quickly tidied up. Xie Lin wiped the water from his hands and asked Wu Qian to delete the photos. We got along so well, I was very happy to shoot.

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and deleted the photos in front of Xie Lin.

When she came out, she suddenly remembered something, and she said "ah".

Xie Lin stopped and turned around.

"It's broken, Xinxin asked me for it, and I sent it to him." Wu Qian covered her mouth and looked at Xie Lin: "It was just during dinner."

**

Walking into the bedroom, something flew towards him with a whoosh, Xie Lin stretched out his hand to grab it.

Spread out your hand, a big round hawthorn pill.

That head, that appearance, moved heaven and earth.

"You want to choke me to death?" Xie Lin was amazed that Hawthorn had such a big meatball on the market.

"It's delicious, try it." Lin Jiuxin by the desk took a bite of his, "It helps digestion, you just ate too fast."

Xie Lin started with the well-designed seam, tore it apart and bit it into his mouth. Indeed, the ingredients are rich in flavor, not very sweet, but they will never be sour.

"You can't digest if you eat slowly..." Fifty steps and a hundred steps, Xie Lin just wanted to ridicule, but when he looked up, he found that Young Master Lin was not eating at all, and threw the balls aside.

Xie Lin looked at him.

"If I don't eat it, can you eat it?" The man quickly raised his eyelids from the phone and glanced at him: "Throw it away if it's so big."

Xie Lin didn't know how to respond. He didn't expect that Lin Jiuxin ate big meatballs for him, let alone that this person could be so thoughtful and... so nice.

It seemed that Lin Jiuxin didn't expect much from him, and since he came in, he sat upside down and played with his mobile phone. At this time, he handed the mobile phone to Xie Lin and asked him to scan the code.

Xie Lin saw that it was WeChat and did so.

After the shock, Lin Jiuxin took it back, and he bit the meatball on the table again, as if he couldn't take it anymore, Lin Jiuxin frowned and handed it to Xie Lin: "Help me eat."

"You don't like to eat?" Xie Lin took it.

"Well, no love."

With such an answer, Xie Lin looked at him several more times.

"Just two commas?" Lin Jiuxin shook the phone at him.

Xie Lin knew it was the WeChat name.

"Two periods before, a question mark before that, an exclamation mark before that..."

"Isn't it suitable for Chinese characters?" Lin Jiuxin laughed.

"Don't discriminate against punctuation marks, they also take up half a frame." Xie Lin lowered his head and looked at Lin Jiuxin's.

——Feng Zi.

Good literature and art, Xie Lin unconsciously read along.

"Read the next word gently." The other party instructed.

"Feng (crazy) Zi (zi), shit!" Discovering this homophonic stalk, Xie Lin laughed: "You are really crazy."

"Is it crazy to look at this?"

Hearing this, the dialog box opened, and Xie Lin received a photo from Lin Jiuxin.

Even though it was the afterglow of the setting sun, the sky looked as if it had been burned, and it was extremely dazzling red. The corners of the clothes of the two teenagers on the bicycle were blown up by the wind. The white shirts contrasted sharply with the color of the background. The post-art processing, the alternation of virtual and real, and the contrast of light and shadow make the capture at that moment very appealing——

The boy in the front was stunned, revealing his true feelings, naturally and vividly, while the one behind pulled his face and showed his middle finger, which made people laugh.

The pixels of the picture are quite high, the angle capture is super good, and the key post-processing is also corrected by color correction. At first glance, Xie Lin is a little suffocated.

Unlike apps such as Meitu Xiuxiu, where you choose a few free processing templates, it looks like it is carefully crafted, and the kind that has spent money to die for beauty.

"Don't let me force you to delete it, right?" Xie Lin clicked his tongue.

"You can't do it?" Lin Jiuxin didn't seem to believe it: "No one has a picture of you since you were a child? Is this an exaggeration?"

"If you're not familiar with it, I'm afraid."

Hearing this, the other party sneered: "Then don't worry about it, you won't delete it even if you die, I must be your acquaintance."

Xie Lin laughed: "You said this, don't delete it, keep it for me."

Lin Jiuxin lowered his head twice, and showed it to Xie Lin, who turned this into a lock screen wallpaper.

Xie Lin was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and scolded: "You little lunatic!"

Putting away the phone, Lin Jiuxin hugged the back of the chair and stared at Xie Lin with great interest.

"What?" Xie Lin was suspicious.

"Brother Lin, do you want an authorization?" Lin Jiuxin said: "I want to turn this photo into a material, make a graffiti, or use some of the elements to make a tattoo pattern, okay?"

"I have no opinion."

Xie Lin himself wondered how he could have no objection, but he agreed, and the copyright was still granted indefinitely.

In the eyes of a mortal with no artistic talent, if this photo was not deliberately edited by Lin Jiuxin or deleted with one click, Xie Lin couldn't see anything special about it.

"Where is this good?" he asked.

"I can't tell, it just looks very thoughtful," Lin Jiuxin pressed the lock screen: "Some things will give you a special feeling after seeing them. I once graffitied a half-orc, and I saw it on a night walk. There is a person in front leaning against a street lamp, and the light is shining on him," he gestured, and he tried his best to describe: "The half-bright and half-dark look, as if you are in a dark place, and suddenly a ray of light... said You have no idea, you have to see."

Lin Jiuxin felt that he was talking too much nonsense, so he turned the chair and put the phone on the table.

"I know, the effect exploded. Not only did the light fall into the bottom of the bridge, but it was stuck at the point where the orc was looking up, the giant bull—"

Xie Lin fell silent.

He could no longer hear the slightest movement in the house, and a bullet screen suddenly jumped in his mind——

done.