The president regrets

The snow started to fall harder.

Lin Yixin looked at Shen Jiao, and knew that it was useless to say some things now, so it was better not to say them.

She was not in a hurry, and quietly waited for Shen Jiao to figure it out.

But Shen Jiao didn't let go of the hand holding her wrist.

Lin Yi's heart and body were cold. In winter, her hands and feet were cold most of the time. Shen Jiao was the opposite of her. No matter what the season was, her whole body was warm.

So the wrist is like a circle of warm flames, which is very comfortable.

Lin Yixin had some strange thoughts, if Shen Jiao was an object, not a person, then it would be good to bring her by my side.

Isn't this the same as... a warm baby?

Lin Yixin was amused by himself, and the corners of his lips curved.

Shen Jiao was so embarrassed that she was at a loss, seeing her subtle expression, she immediately grabbed hold of her and asked, "What are you happy about?"

"Nothing." Lin Yixin shook his head.

She didn't wear a hat or a mask, and her long hair was covered with a layer of shiny snowflakes. When she moved, the street lamps shone dimly.

Shen Jiao relaxed and found a topic: "You are not afraid of being recognized by others."

"No." Lin Yi said in his heart, "The people who recognize me are all uncles and aunts. They will not come to ask for autographs or group photos."

"It will happen in the future." Shen Jiao shook her hand, "There will be young girls chasing you, shouting how much they like you."

"That's pretty good." Lin Yixin pretended not to hear the voice-over.

"It's so cold." Shen Jiao stared into her eyes, "Can I have a cup of tea at your place?"

"too late."

"Then give me a hug." Shen Jiao suddenly became rogue, "I can only be sent away with a goodbye kiss."

"Let me call you a police car." Lin Yixin shook his hands and finally broke free from the restraint.

Seeing her complexion darken, Shen Jiao frowned and said, "I'm just joking."

Lin Yixin walked straight forward.

Shen Jiao stared at her back, reluctance, all reluctance, so she threw her little Mr. Shen's dignity on the ground and stomped on it hard.

"Lin Yixin, I have no other intentions!" She shouted to the back.

Lin Yixin didn't stop walking.

"I just want to chat with you and have a conversation." Shen Jiao clenched her fists, "Even if it's an ordinary friend who wants to get the other party out of his life, it will take time. How long have we not seen each other, you Don't you miss me?"

Lin Yixin stopped in his tracks.

Shen Jiao lowered her voice, she still wanted to save face, and didn't shout this out on the street to tell the world.

"I miss you a lot."

Some grumbled, and some felt wronged.

Lin Yixin turned sideways and beckoned to her: "Come, let's drink tea."

This time she followed Lin Yixin into the door again, and Shen Jiao carefully paid attention to the house numbers on several floors.

When Lin Yixin opened the door, she looked around, and Lin Yixin asked her: "What are you looking at?"

Shen Jiao said: "One house on your floor is vacant, and the other two houses are two families with children."

"So powerful." Lin Yixin followed her words and asked, "How did you know that?"

"Couple." Shen Jiao said, "When the whole family is around, I like to have a sense of ritual, and the word "Fu" in the couplet is not lost."

With a soft "click", the door opened.

The room was dark, Lin Yixin didn't turn on the light, and went straight in: "Then if you see my door, you must judge that my room is empty."

"No." Shen Jiao stood at the entrance without moving, "Your door is clean, the door of the unoccupied house is covered with dust, and there is a small advertisement."

"Boss Shen is really smart." Following the faint voice, the room lit up.

Lin Yixin walked back, bent down and took out two pairs of slippers, and put one pair under Shen Jiao's feet.

Just as Shen Jiao was about to speak, Lin Yi said in his heart: "The overhead light in the entrance is broken. I think it's troublesome, so I haven't fixed it."

She stood up, looked at Shen Jiao, and smiled: "But you must have only found out today, even if we are here, we have done it once."

This is the first time Lam Yak Sum mentioned their past after he proposed to end the relationship.

And it's a past of intimacy.

Although when the two of them were together before, apart from this incident, there was indeed nothing else to recall.

Shen Jiao's heart felt hot, it was an automatic movement of her body.

But it soon cooled down again, because reason made her understand that Lin Yixin said this, not in remembrance, but in condemnation.

She lowered her eyes, her chest was sore, and after changing her shoes, she became happy again.

There are two sides to everything. Lin Yixin condemned her, which means that she still has room for improvement. If there is room for improvement, there is a chance for improvement.

She was not afraid that Lin Yixin would blame her and blame her, but she was afraid that Lin Yixin would ignore her and ignore her, as if the two of them were real and there would be no intersection.

Lin Yixin took off his coat and put away his bag, turned on the air conditioner and went into the kitchen to boil water and make tea.

Standing at the entrance, Shen Jiao looked at the house carefully. It had two bedrooms and one living room, complete with home appliances and furniture, simple decoration, clean and tidy.

Everything is neat and tidy, lacking the warmth that a home should have.

Shen Jiao took out her mobile phone from her pocket, walked to the kitchen door, and asked Lin Yixin: "Is there any other problem? I'll ask someone to come over and fix it tomorrow."

"No need." Lin Yi said in his heart, "What I haven't repaired means there's no need to repair it, and what I need to use can be used."

Shen Jiao rubbed the phone in her hand: "Then it won't be repaired. You are busy with work in the first year, and you probably will come back to live in a few days. It's time for Chen Xiao to change your place, this neighborhood is not safe."

"Well, Sister Chen can arrange it." Lin Yixin took the tea and the kettle out.

The two sat down in the living room, Lin Yixin turned on the TV, but it was for Shen Jiao to watch.

She took the book out of her bag by herself, nestled on the sofa and began to read it very seriously.

Shen Jiao didn't bother her, holding a cup of tea in her hand, not watching TV, watching Lin Yixin.

Loose, straight-leg jeans with exposed ankles. They don't look thin, and they pay attention to health care.

The upper body is a white tight-fitting sweater, which is completely close to the figure, but the lines are beautiful like a painting, because Lin Yixin's figure is the perfect proportion of a beautiful person in the painting.

The neck is long and slender, the hair has just been pulled up casually, and two locks are scattered on the side of the ears, making the skin whiter than snow.

Compared with Shen Jiao's flamboyant appearance with big eyes and small mouth, Lin Yixin's lines are soft and light, and his facial features are not outstanding alone, but when they are combined, they have a dusty temperament.

Whenever the corners of her eyebrows, eyes and mouth move, it's like she has endless stories to tell, but she has an extremely reticent personality. Most of the time, you don't ask her and she won't tell, and if you ask, she may not answer.

Everything is contained in it, the thrilling beauty is hidden, and the turbulent stories and emotions are also hidden.

Shen Jiao looked at her like this, and couldn't help but pull herself out of the emotions of self-blame and remorse.

For a person like Lin Yixin, not to mention that they have known each other for two years, even if they have known each other for 20 years, this person may not be able to tell her everything.

A real woman's heart, a sea needle.

But still have to fish.

Because she is so beautiful.

Every minute, inch, and every bit of it was grown according to Shen Jiao's aesthetics, and every move she made, she raised her eyes and closed her eyes, was dancing on Shen Jiao's su point.

Shen Jiao saw the gods, Lin Yixin turned a few pages of the book in his hand, and cast a sideways glance at her.

Shen Jiao's heart trembled.

Lin Yixin turned another page and said, "Chairman Shen has almost drunk his tea, hasn't he?"

Shen Jiao woke up like a dream: "No, no, you just took a sip, this tea tastes good, don't waste it."

Lin Yixin stopped talking.

Shen Jiao's gaze left her body slightly, and landed on the book in her hand.

There is a classification label on the spine of the book, and it looks like it was borrowed from the library.

Shen Jiao became interested, and moved to Lin Yixin: "What book?"

Lin Yi thought: "A collection of papers."

Shen Jiao lowered her head, walked around to the other side with difficulty, and looked at the cover of the book.

It is indeed a collection of papers, but the proper nouns in front of it are completely incomprehensible, and there are five words that can be understood: obstacles and diseases.

Disorders and diseases?

Shen Jiao straightened up and frowned.

"Are you sick?" she asked Lin Yixin.

"Will reading this kind of books make you sick?" Lin Yi didn't raise his heart, "Then if I read science fiction, I will become an alien."

Ah, Lin Yixin hates her, Shen Jiao is so happy.

She leaned closer to Lin Yixin again, wiggling her nose like a big dog: "I'll smell if you smell like an alien."

Shen Jiao has a sharp nose, she intended to smell the perfume on Lin Yixin, see which one she used recently, and remember Lin Yixin's preferences on the tip of her heart.As a result, I didn't smell the perfume, but I smelled the smell of disinfectant.

The hospital's unique, complex, depressed, painful, and frightening smell.

Shen Jiao paused there, she looked at Lin Yixin, Lin Yixin's complexion was as usual, only at the corners of the eyes and brows, there was a trace of fatigue.

"Did you spend the year in Beishi?" Shen Jiao asked her.

"En." Lin Yixin responded lightly.

"Didn't you go home? The family came over?"

"I'm back."

"Do you have siblings? Where do they work?"

"No."

"Is anyone in your family sick?" Shen Jiao stared at her, trying to see through the man's head and dig out all the hidden things.

Lin Yixin was still in the posture of reading a book, and did not move at all: "Mr. Shen, this is my own business."

Shen Jiao jumped off the sofa and stood in front of Lin Yixin: "So you never tell me about yourself, do you?"

"Of course I will tell Mr. Shen about Mr. Shen." Lin Yixin put down the book and looked at her.

"Boss Shen, what a fart!" Shen Jiao exploded, and she forced the teacup in her hand onto the table, "Don't tell me if your family member is sick, don't tell me when you're in the company, and don't tell me if you're raped by the Internet! Don't tell me anything, don't ask me for anything, do you think I can't afford it?!"

"No." Lin Yi said in his heart, his expression was still calm, like stagnant water in a deep pool.

Shen Jiao suddenly felt that she had never known Lin Yixin before. She thought that the vivid, lively, and stunningly beautiful person had actually met her. Inside was this pool of stagnant water, which had never had a ripple.

The heart was clenched, and the pain made people miss a beat.

Shen Jiao sniffed, all the sentimentality was stagnated in the throat, and when she spoke again, her voice was hoarse: "Then you have been slept by me for two years, what did you change, why, don't you feel that your business , have you done it for nothing?"

"To repay your kindness." Lin Yixin answered her, so sincere that no trace of falsehood could be seen, "I am very grateful to Mr. Shen for signing me, allowing me to pay my salary in advance to pay off my debts, and allowing me to have a stable high income."

Lin Yi paused, and under the gaze of Shen Jiao's red eyes, he repeated: "I thank you very much."