[Comprehensive] A small goal

"By the way, why did you come here?" Lin Shiyin asked again, "What's the matter?"

"It's okay." He shook his head.

In fact, he just wanted to leave the capital again to handle the case, and he really wanted to see her before he left.

Then it was the same as when I just came back, I found this place from her home, and I heard the shopkeeper here said that she was talking with a distinguished guest, so I waited downstairs.

But he didn't expect that Fang Yingkan would be the distinguished guest talking to her.

Leng Xue had heard a lot about Fang Yingkan, but before that, he had no contact with Fang Yingkan, and even met him only once from a distance.

So if you count carefully, today should be the first time they actually met each other.

There was only eye contact, but no one spoke, but it already made him unhappy.

But this unhappiness was almost gone when Lin Shiyin said the phrase "no dealings".

Her attitude towards the two of them was very different, and the difference made Leng Xue very happy.

So after pondering for a moment, he said again: "I'm leaving soon."

Lin Shiyin was taken aback by these words: "Let's go? Where are you going?"

As soon as she finished speaking, several guests entered the door.

The two hurriedly made room for others to come in and out. Lin Shiyin thought about it and invited him to go upstairs to sit for a while.

When she went upstairs, she said coldly and briefly that he was going to go to Beijing to handle the case, but she heard it, and couldn't help but feel a little regretful: "Isn't it too late to return to Beijing for the New Year?"

Looking at her expression coldly, he suddenly remembered that he was still protecting her in Li Yuan last New Year's Eve.

That night they sat together and ate hot pot, just as she described when she blinked and asked him to eat, it was delicious.

"Not necessarily," he heard himself say, "I'll try to come back."

"Forget it, the case is important." Lin Shiyin sighed, and led him into a private room, "Even if you are not in the capital then, I will prepare your gift when I go to Shenhou Mansion to worship. "

After saying that, he winked at him.

He took a cold breath, lowered his eyes and hummed, and walked into the private room with her.

As soon as he entered, he recognized it. Isn't this the room where she drank with people?

Lin Shiyin didn't remember what happened that night, but he remembered it clearly.

I remember her joyful expression when she saw her, her strength when she grabbed her arm, and her extremely bright eyes.

It was so clear that no matter how many dreams I had, I couldn't forget it.

Just when he almost fell into the memory of that day again, Lin Shiyin suddenly made a sound.

She had already sat down at the table, skillfully arranged the bowls and chopsticks and said, "Since Boss Leng has a case to deal with and is leaving, why don't you let me treat you to a meal today?"

After thinking about it coldly, he looked at her and said, "Don't eat spicy food."

Lin Shiyin's expression collapsed in an instant, and her face was full of disappointment: "You...how do you remember this..."

When she said this, she was probably a little wronged and helpless, so the ending sound was so lingering with the tip of her tongue that people couldn't help but soften their hearts when they heard it.

But no matter how soft-hearted she is, as long as she thinks of how pitiful she looks after eating spicy food, Leng Xue is unwilling to let go: "You can't eat it."

Lin Shiyin was helpless by his insistent tone, so she could only agree.

"Okay, okay." She sighed, "I don't want to eat at the head office, do I?"

"Yeah." Leng Xue nodded, then continued after a pause, "I don't eat either."

After seeing it, she couldn't help it. After all, he couldn't guarantee that he would continue to persevere under her pleading.

It is true that Lin Shiyin hasn't eaten spicy food for a long time. She is usually told by Uncle Xiang not to make any spicy food for her in the kitchen at home. As for her here, she is too busy to have time in most cases. Whatever you eat, of course you can't eat spicy food.

Originally, she thought that she would have a chance to eat today, but Leng Xue still remembered it!

At the end of eating the hot pot with clear soup dipped in salt flowers, Lin Shiyin really wanted to cry for him to see.

Is this still called hot pot? !It's just too inhuman.

"Can you really eat it?" She asked with a bitter face.

"It can be eaten." He didn't think it was a problem at all. When he was alone in the wild as a child, the food he ate was much worse than this.

Seeing that his expression was normal, Lin Shiyin knew that he must have sincerely thought that eating like this was nothing, probably because he had gotten used to it long ago, and even felt a little sympathy for him for a while.

She flattened her mouth: "I'd better let them serve you another dipping sauce."

He wanted to say no, but she had already gone directly to the door to call for someone.

The people below moved quickly, but there was also a jug of wine along with the dipping ingredients.

This made Leng Xue flustered more than spicy, so he hurriedly held her down to keep her from moving.

"Don't drink." He was a little anxious when he spoke.

"Why?" Lin Shiyin herself didn't realize the fact that she can't drink well, she only thought that she had a good time drinking with Li Shishi last time, "Drink a little, just treat it as a farewell party for you?"

She asked the reason, cold-bloodedly and inevitably thinking about what happened that night, her eyes suddenly dodged a little, but she insisted: "No."

And she stared at him for a while, then suddenly said: "Well, it's okay if you don't drink."

Just as Leng Xue was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she heard her continue: "Then Boss Leng, can you promise me a small request—?"

"Request?" He was a little puzzled.

"That's it..." She suddenly hesitated when the truth came to her lips, as if she was struggling with something, but after a while, she raised her eyes decisively to look at him again and said, "Can you laugh?"

Cold-blooded: "...?"

Lin Shiyin was not joking with him, ever since Ji Bingyan mentioned it casually, she has always wanted to see Leng Xue laugh.

But the problem is that she doesn't see him normally, so she can't go to the Shenhou Mansion just for this purpose and say you laugh and show me, if she really wants to do that, she will look too much like a female hooligan!

But now that he was sitting opposite her, and said that he would leave the capital to handle the case soon, she felt deeply that she could not give up this hard-won opportunity, so she spoke decisively.

"We've known each other for a year, but I don't think I've seen you smile for so long." She said, "Can't you really smile?"

The second half of the sentence was half puzzled and half expected, and the voice was softer for some reason, as if he was afraid that he would not agree to the request.

Leng Xue put down his chopsticks and looked at her through the steam rising from the hot pot, only to feel that her eyes were still too bright, as if there were stars living in them.

He really wasn't used to laughing.

Most of the people he got along with since he was a child were beasts, and before he was worshiped under Zhuge Shenhou's family, there were very few people he met who could make him feel comfortable and happy.

If you are unhappy, how can you laugh?

As time passed, he also forgot how to smile.

But now the person who wants him to laugh is Lin Shiyin, even though he doesn't know how to laugh, he still wants to give her a try.

So after looking at each other for a short time, he followed her example when she was happy, slightly curling the corners of his lips.

It's actually not difficult after you really get started.

Thinking of this, he no longer restrained himself.

It was only a moment from a slight smile to an intoxicating arc, but Lin Shiyin, who had been staring at him, felt as if it had been a long, long time.

It was so long that her heartbeat almost stopped.

Lin Shiyin always thought that when he was not smiling, he had sharp edges and corners, his facial features were engraved, his eyes were as sharp and serious as his temperament, and he was good-looking enough.

But seeing him smile at this moment, he immediately overturned his previous thoughts.

He looks best when he smiles.

It's so strange, it's clear that all the edges and corners have not changed, but when he smiles, he doesn't know how much the sharpness of his body can be eliminated, and his whole body softens, like the last handful of ice in winter slowly melting.

When the melting is over, spring will come.

And Lin Shiyin's mood at this moment may be happier than when spring came.

She really wanted to make him laugh a little longer, so without thinking about it, she said to him: "Leng Butou's smile is so pretty, you might as well smile more in the future."

She thought this beautiful sentence was sincere and sincere, but when Leng Xue heard it, she immediately turned her head away and stopped looking at her.

Lin Shiyin was very familiar with his subconscious habit, knew that he was shy, and was afraid that he would run away like before, so she had to stop.

"Okay, go ahead and eat," she said.

"Yeah." He nodded slightly.

This light hot pot has been eaten until the evening.

During this period, Lin Shiyin honestly didn't try to drink anymore, but his appetite was also very average, and in the end more than half of the food went into his stomach.

"When does the head catcher leave?" she asked when she went downstairs.

At this time, the lobby was full of voices and steam, full of people who came to eat hot pot, talking and laughing all the time, if you don't turn up the volume, you may not be able to make the other party hear what you are saying clearly.

So Leng-Blood's voice was much louder than usual.

He said, "Tomorrow."

Lin Shiyin was startled, and wanted to ask something, but they had already reached the door, and he had already walked outside.

The darkness of the night merged with the black clothes on his body, making it almost impossible to see clearly.

She curled her lips, wondering when the next meeting would be.

At this moment, he suddenly turned his head, probably wanting to say goodbye to her.

"I'm leaving." The sound was much lower than before, but it was not drowned in the noise behind him.

"Okay." She raised her hand and waved at him, without moving forward.

The two looked at each other from a distance of half a street width.

Behind him is the night, behind her is the light.

The next moment, he raised the corners of his lips and smiled.