Chapter 113: Withering
Luo Ying stepped into the study, opened all the curtains, and the study immediately became bright.
She set up the paper and ink on the desk, and after handing the wolf pen in her hand to Lin Zhe, she flashed aside.
Lin Zhe stretched out his arm to write with his hands, Luo Ying had been lying quietly on the desk in front of the window and looking out of the window, before changing to another row, he stopped his pen and looked at her back and opened his lips: "Have you thought about how to perfunctory me?"
"No......" Luo Ying glanced back at the window, sighing out the window and lengthening the tail note.
"Then tell me honestly. He picked up his pen and wrote earnestly as he spoke.
"Is it really that important to you whether I am good or not?" she did not look back, her eyes fixed on the flying pigeon outside the window, and she spoke casually, as if talking to herself.
She asked softly, and he was stunned for a moment, looking at her back surrounded by the light that came through the window, and he could feel a sense of loss.
Does it really matter to him whether she's good or not? If not, he wouldn't come to her without even attending class. But if it's important, he won't tease her heart when he knows that she likes him, so that she can't forget it.
In his current life, she is as important as his mother and Yu Shan, and he cares about her as much as he cares about them. Even, the person he usually thinks about the most is her. But she could not ask for what she wanted most from him, accept her or no longer care about her, neither of which he could give her.
She was his playmate since childhood, the person his mother loved the most, the person who sacrificed her life to save him, but she was the one who was hurt the most by him.
She was now a living dead, and he always felt that a sudden gust of wind would take her away one day, and he had no way to leave her alone.
With her original character, it stands to reason that they shouldn't have come here. Her attitude towards him changed suddenly, she hadn't taken the initiative to look for him for a while, not even the simplest greeting, and what Luo Zhai had said to him last night, he always felt that she couldn't help herself, and he wanted to help her get rid of the pain she shouldn't have suffered because of him.
Luo Ying didn't expect Lin Zhe to answer her kind of question, he didn't speak, she didn't ask, she remained silent for a long time, she raised her hand to look at the time and got up and said, "Is it written?"
And one last word. ”
She walked over to him, and he was still working on his pen seriously, and she tilted her head to watch it earnestly.
"It's time to catch up with the real works of the king. He put down the brush in his hand, and she lifted the finished scroll in admiration, and whispered: "You were suddenly silent for so long just now, did you think about a lot of things? ”
He stared at her intently face, his heart sinking with her smile. He moved his lips to answer her, but said nothing.
She looked at his worried face and raised the corners of her mouth at him. "Don't worry about it, if I really have anything serious, I'll go back to my room and avoid you after I brought you here. I can wait here for you to finish, and I can talk to you normally, and you don't have to worry about what will happen to me. ”
He looked at her suspiciously, and she repressed the scroll in her hand, reached over his elbow and led him out of the study door. "I know you have class, don't toss, go back to school, I'll ask Sister Xie Ya to take you to the station first." ”
Walking quickly downstairs, she watched him get into the car and walk away before returning to the room and lying on the bed.
If he didn't leave, she wouldn't be able to pretend anymore, and since she had decided to bear it herself, from now on, she wouldn't show anything strange in front of him again.
The best way to not let him find out is to avoid him as much as possible.
Luo Zhai approached him and told him that it was better not to see her again, heh, it is indeed like this.
It's just that Luo Zhai, an existence that is both mysterious and makes her feel more intimate, has done so much for her, but has never let her see him.
Her eyelids were very tired, she squinted for a while, and Xie Ya returned home to her room.
She came to school after she had cleared herself up, and as soon as she sat down in her seat, she collapsed on her desk. She was the same for every class in the afternoon.
Fortunately, Nangong Yi behind him ignored her for an afternoon.
Under the twilight cover, the early lights of the community blend with the half-dark sky.
After dinner, Nangong Yi leaned back on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the room, staring at the ceiling and pondering. The assistant knocked on his door, and he came back to his senses and walked out.
The white-bearded old man who came to the living room with his assistant saw him and sat down with him.
The assistant put the tea on the coffee table in front of the two, the old man picked up the teacup and smelled the tea, and smiled lightly: "I don't know what happened to Young Master Yi who is in a hurry to find the old man? ”
The sound was brisk, and the people listening on the sofa closed their eyes and said slowly: "Since ancient times, has there been a period when women held the palace in that place?"
The old man raised his eyes and shook his head. "Not really. It's just that the palaces of the spirit demons incarnated by the spirits of the underworld are all women in charge of the palace, such as the Stygian Flower Palace, which was built by the Stygian Flower Demon occupying the underworld. ”
"Hmm. ”
"Is Young Master Yi suspicious of anyone, do you want the old man to investigate?" The old man looked at his sad face, and asked aloud with the teacup in his hand in confusion.
"No, you can't get close to her. ”
"This ......"
"Have Ling'er's affairs been dealt with?"
"Don't worry, Miss Ling won't remember that she met Miss Ning Ying. It's just that it's probably not good to always leave Miss Ning Ying in the house. Miss Ling often brings all kinds of friends to her home, and one day she brings someone back who she shouldn't have brought back, and she will be in trouble. The old man knew that he did not want to discuss the question of Fang Cai any longer, so he suppressed his doubts and turned to other things.
Nangong Yi sighed and nodded. "You find an opportunity to bring her to me, and if she wants to go back to her grandson's house, you can tell her that I was in a bad mood when I first came here and wanted to talk to her. ”
The old man understood that the Sun family would never let her go back, and she was not a member of the Sun family. But now, she does have the memory of the dead daughter of the Sun family in her mind, and it would be inappropriate to keep blocking her from going back. ”
"Is there any good way?"
"The old man has a way, but I'm afraid that Young Master Yi is unwilling to do it. ”
"Oh, let's talk. ”
"Married her. After marrying her, you can keep her by your side without worrying too much about her running around and being discovered by someone who shouldn't find her. ”
He rubbed his temples and muttered, "What a bad idea. ”
Ning Ying treats him as a friend, and occasionally shows her admiration for him, but he wants to protect her, and will never use her feelings for him to bind her like this.
"Young Master Yi forgot why he saved her in the first place?"
"Won't forget. ”
"That's good, the old man has come up with the idea, it depends on Young Master Yi's decision. Also, the person that Young Master Yi just said that the old man can't approach, let's let the old man know who it is, the stakes are very high, if you are not careful, you will lose everything, don't do things by temperament. ”
The busy days of serious study always pass quickly, Luo Ying woke up in the morning, and found that the sky had dawned in a vague way, and her heart couldn't help but chuckle. Remembering that it was the weekend, she exhaled and got up, touched the hair tie on the bedside table, and walked leisurely to the wardrobe.
After breakfast, she called Xi Yuan and wanted to ask her to go to the library to read a book, but found that Xi Yuan had followed Aunt Xi out early in the morning and would not be able to come back until evening.
She was reading a book alone in the study, her eyes were a little tired after looking at it for a long time, she looked up at the window, and the sun in the sky was just covered by thick clouds at this moment, so she immediately put down the book in her hand and ran to the rooftop.
She looked out at the greenery on the edge of the rooftop guardrail, and soon received a call from An Yanyao.
She didn't go out last weekend, and after saying goodbye to him at the door of the hair salon that night, she didn't see him again, he called to say he was available, asked if she wanted him to tutor his homework, and she immediately gave him an affirmative answer excitedly.
If she wants to be admitted to the University of Minnesotria, she has to let him, a student of the University of Minnesotria, tutor her.
Although Chemin was not from her original intention. The reason why she suddenly decided to take the entrance examination was just that she was afraid that if she didn't set a clear goal, she would unconsciously want to get closer to Lin Zhe's side, and once she really went to his school and the distance between her and him became closer, she would be even more miserable.
When she came downstairs, she took the book and rushed to his house.
Aunt An didn't seem to be at home, she went all the way to his study, and after saying thank you to the aunt who brought her tea, she began to discuss the answer to the problem with An Yanyao.
The people around her seriously helped her solve the problem, and she looked at it and unconsciously half-crouched on the desk in thought.
An Yanyao turned his head to look at her melancholy face and chuckled: "If your heart really hurts too much when you think of someone, then think more and get used to it slowly, and you won't feel so painful after getting used to it." ”
She tilted her head in surprise and met his clear eyes, wanting to ask something, but suddenly she didn't know where to start.