Always be relatives with Zha Gong [Quick time travel]

Lin Heng found that Yang Baihe seemed to be avoiding him. Sometimes when he met by chance, Yang Baihe would always look at him with complicated eyes, but when he was about to go over and explain clearly to her, he left in a hurry.

Time flies and half a year has passed.

Without Tang Hui and with Hong Zhuo around, Lin Heng had a good life. Today was Lin Heng's 18th birthday.

Hong Zhuo was worried about what gift to give Lin Heng when she learned about his birthday a few days ago.

He has a pure personality, with expressions of joy and anger. Lin Heng can often see him with his small mouth curled up, his delicate eyebrows furrowed, and serious thinking.

Several times, Lin Heng told him that no gift is needed, as long as he is there, but the little guy just wanted to prepare a gift.

Suddenly one day, his eyes lit up and he almost jumped up from the kang.

But when Lin Heng looked over curiously, he suppressed his excitement again.

"Shao Zhuo's gift, you will definitely like it, Mr. Hong." Hong Zhuo raised her head and smiled brightly.

In the blink of an eye, it was Lin Heng's birthday, and Hong Zhuo went up the mountain alone.

He said that his gift had to be picked up on the mountain.

Lin Heng was worried about him and wanted to go with him, but this time the little guy was very persistent. If Lin Heng really followed him, he would cry for Lin Heng.

There is no way, Lin Heng can only ask him a lot, not to be discovered by others.

"Don't follow." After walking a few steps, he turned around and told Lin Heng again.

After returning to the house, Lin Heng heard a knock on the door not long after, and was a little puzzled, did Hong Zhuo come back so soon?

When he opened the door, what he saw was Yang Baihe who had been avoiding him for half a year.

In the cold winter, Yang Baihe, who is already slender, still looks petite in a thick floral jacket and cotton trousers.

"Lin Zhiqing, can I go in?"

Lin Heng nodded, turned sideways, and let her in.

Yang Baihe didn't look too much, she was holding a basket in her hand, lifted the cloth on the basket, took out a large bowl inside, and lifted the lid of the bowl to reveal the noodles.

The steaming noodles were obviously just out of the pan, sprinkled with tender green scallions, and a dozen slices of pork floated.

The fragrance spreads little by little.

In the era when it is rare to eat pork once a year, this bowl of noodles is very generous and mouth-watering.

Lin Heng glanced at the noodles and looked at her suspiciously.

Yang Baihe didn't sit down, she pinched the corner of her clothes, pursed her lower lip, and smiled slightly: "Lin Zhiqing, today is your birthday, I made you a bowl of longevity noodles, wishing you a happy birthday."

Unexpectedly, Yang Baihe would remember his birthday, and made longevity noodles by himself. Lin Heng was stunned for a moment, and soon, he felt emotional again.

If the original owner is here, he must be very happy, but he is not the original owner.

"Lily, there are actually some things I wanted to tell you a long time ago..."

Yang Baihe didn't turn around to leave, but looked directly at him, waiting for Lin Heng's words.

"Lily, thank you for saving your life before. From now on, I will always treat you as a friend and protect you as a younger sister."

Yang Baihe blinked and stared at Lin Heng for a long time, as if wanting to engrave the person in front of her into her soul, the corners of her lips parted suddenly.

She said: "Okay, I was the oldest at home. To be honest, I have always hoped that I have a brother who can protect me and love me. Zhiqing Lin, no, brother, thank you for fulfilling my wish."

No questioning, no grief.

Yang Baihe's reaction was beyond Lin Heng's expectation.

Could it be that the plot is wrong, and Yang Baihe has no affection for the original owner?

If that was the case, Lin Heng was completely relieved.

"Brother, you must eat the longevity noodles I personally made for you today." Yang Baihe rarely showed a girlish and playful appearance.

Yang Baihe didn't stay long, and left after leaving.

Yang Baihe, who left, came to a remote big tree, sat down slowly, tilted her head, and looked at the haystack not far away.

Once, she and that person looked at the stars together, surrounded by beautiful fireflies, everything was as beautiful as a dream.

Thinking about it now, it was really just a dream.

No matter how beautiful the dream is, when you wake up, everything is gone.

Yang Baihe curled up, hugged her knees with her hands, and buried her head in her knees, but, fortunately, she once had a dream that radiated her entire youthful years.

"Sir, Zhuo Zhuo is back."

Not long after Yang Baihe left, a small voice came from outside, she turned around, and a small head poked in, a slender man walked in, his small face was full of excitement and excitement.

Lin Heng looked at Hong Zhuo for a few seconds, and frowned.

Hong Zhuo closed the door, and slowly sat on the bed.

"Sanggong, I brought you a gift back, eh, did you make noodles?" The noodles were very fragrant, and Hong Zhuo could smell it as soon as he entered the door.

"What gift do you want to give me?" Lin Heng glanced at the bowl of noodles and rubbed his red head.

"Dang, dang, this is it."

The young man believed that there was a piece of jade lying on it, shaped like a petal, bright as blood, red jade was clear, without any impurities, and his whole body was shiny and shiny.

Lin Heng stretched out his hand to touch, the touch was delicate and warm, very comfortable.

"Zhuo Zhuo, this is?"

The smile on the red lips widened, revealing two deep dimples. He was very happy: "This is my scale. I pulled it out specially. It is similar to human jade, but it is much, much better than their jade."

After finishing speaking, he raised his chin slightly and looked at Lin Heng with burning eyes, as if saying: Praise me, praise me, I gave you such a good gift.

Lin Heng froze, suppressed the smile on his lips, and asked, "You said, are these the scales you pulled off your body?"

His voice didn't fluctuate much, but he seemed to be restraining something.

Hong Zhuo didn't notice Lin Heng's change, she was immersed in excitement and happiness.

"That's right, my lord, the scales are a bit difficult to pull out. I don't dare to do it all at once, so I just pull out a little bit every day, and today I'll pull out all of them one by one. You, my lord, you won't despise him, right?" Hong Zhuo looked at Lin Heng pitifully, afraid that he would not like the scales.

Lin Heng's breath was stagnant.

"Pull the scales? Don't you feel pain?"

Hong Zhuo let out an "ah" and blinked his eyes, realizing that something was wrong with Lin Heng's expression.

He moved his bright red lips: "No, it doesn't hurt."

Lin Heng stared straight at him without speaking.

Watching Lin Heng take a step back, his face seemed displeased, Hong Zhuo bit his lower lip, and could only honestly confess: "Yes, it hurts a bit."

The sound is very small, but barely audible.

Lin Heng still looked at him silently.

The red burning white teeth bit her lower lip and tightened it again. She closed her eyes and looked up at Lin Heng again. There were tears in her clear eyes.

"Master, I'm in pain." Hong Zhuo lifted off his robe, and there was a spot of skin on his fair calf, revealing bright red tender flesh.The size is the same as the ruby ​​that the scales turned into.

Lin Heng's pupils shrank, and he knew that Hong Zhuo had just walked in. Although he actively covered up, his walking posture was different from his usual, dragging and walking slowly. hurt.