Chapter 20: Suspicion

After Ling Xingmo drank the medicine, Lin Xinmo naturally took the pot over, and then cleaned up the next things.

And Ling Xingmo didn't even say a word of thanks, alas, although he expected it, he was too deserved to be served, fortunately, Lin Xinmo didn't care about these details, otherwise if he was short-tempered, he would have to reason with him a long time ago.

Then there was another burst of silence.

Lin Xinmo saw that he hadn't slept all the time, so he had to say, "That, you can sleep for a while." "You seem to be very sick, you need to rest. Lin Xinmo didn't say the latter sentence, first, Lin Xinmo is not a person who talks much, and second, Lin Xinmo is also afraid that he will be misunderstood by saying too much.

And Ling Xingmo closed his eyes and pretended to sleep after saying "um".

He didn't like to be seen as vulnerable, and he didn't completely let his guard down on her, and there was no way he could fall asleep in such a situation.

Lin Xinmo brushed the pot slightly, and then washed the sharp-tailed taro he picked back with the remaining water and boiled it.

Lin Xinmo felt that in this case, no matter who it was, two people were together, and if one person was sick, the other person would definitely take care of that person.

What's more, she felt quite guilty about him, if she hadn't gone to him, he wouldn't have come here with her, he would have been injured in the first place to save her, and he had been protecting her when the two of them fell down the mountain, and although she was unconscious, she also knew that he must have brought her in.

That's all she can do for him now.

Lin Xinmo continued to boil the medicine, while Ling Xingmo opened his eyes that were pretending to sleep.

Looking at the back of the girl who was busy cooking medicine, Ling Xingmo thought of the handkerchief she used to serve him just now, originally ordinary people don't use handkerchiefs very much now, and although her handkerchief has been around for a certain time, it is not an expensive style on the market, but that kind of fabric is not something that ordinary people can use, and the embroidery on it is also very exquisite, and ordinary people cannot have such superb embroidery skills.

So, how could she, a girl who lives in such a remote and barren place, have such a thing? Was someone else give her, but at a glance she knew that it must be a private custom-made thing, who gave her this kind of thing? But if this is what belongs to her, then who is she? Is she really as simple as he seems?

And how did she come here with a pot, and what about those ropes?

Is he thinking too much, or is she hiding too deeply.

And Lin Xinmo saw that the fire was almost added, so he thought of the cave and then rested for a while, but he didn't expect to see Ling Xingmo looking at her with an eye similar to scrutiny.

"You, haven't you slept?" Lin Xinmo asked in a slightly tentative tone.

"Not sleepy. Ling Xingmo briefly ended the conversation between the two.

After a while, Lin Xinmo rested against the edge of the cave for a while, and saw that the firewood was almost burning, so he went over to add firewood.

Ling Xingmo, who had always spoken little, actually began to stir up the topic, "What are you cooking again?"

"Ah, me? I found some sharp-tailed taro when I went out just now, and I thought I'd boil some more for you, and by daybreak it would be almost ready. Lin Xinmo was concentrating on adding firewood, but he didn't expect Ling Xingmo to suddenly ask, and he remembered how to answer for a moment.

"Are you so good to everyone?" Ling Xingmo's first thought after hearing her answer was that she was far beyond the common sense of ordinary people, and then he couldn't help but ask this sentence.

"It's not much, is it. The two of us came out together, of course I have to take care of you when you're sick, and anyone else would do it. Lin Xinmo didn't expect Ling Xingmo to ask this sentence, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

After saying this, there was silence between the two again.

Ling Xingmo was thinking, is it really everyone who would do this?

Is she sincere, or is she having another purpose.