When Song Yiren came out of the shower, Gong Lingye was reading information on the sofa in the living room.

He had also taken a bath, his hair was still a little damp, and he was wearing a light-colored nightgown, and the whole person had lost his usual cold and powerful aura, and he looked much softer and more homely.

Song Yiren walked over: "I'm done washing." ”

After that, she suddenly reacted again, as if she was inviting him to sleep with her. So, he hurriedly said, "Are you hungry?"

After asking, I suddenly felt that my real brain was pumped again, and when I called in the evening, didn't Gong Lingye still say that he and Luo Tianqi were eating?

Just trying to find a way to remedy it, Gong Lingye nodded: "Well, I'm a little hungry, do you want to eat supper?"

"You haven't eaten enough at night?" Song Yiren was surprised.

"I didn't have much appetite at the time. In fact, he only took two bites of food and spent the rest of his time drinking.

"It's so late, or I'd eat it at home. Song Yidao: "I don't seem to be full, I can eat a little more." ”

"Let's go out and eat, the cook is not here. Gong Lingye said: "I haven't come back recently, so let him go back." ”

"It's okay, it's too late, and it will take a lot of time to go out, otherwise, I'll go cook, right?" After Song Yiren finished speaking, she suddenly realized, what should she do?

Gong Lingye's eyes swept over in surprise, and he stood up: "Nuan Nuan, do you know how to cook?"

Song Yiren is not good at everything, in her previous life, she never went into the kitchen, and she couldn't even boil eggs.

And if it is Yu Ruonuan herself, she searched for her memory, and it seems that she will not. After all, the Yu family is a small 'noble', and there are special servants at home.

However, the words were already there, so Song Yiren was still silent and said, "Just make a tomato egg noodle, okay?"

Gong Lingye said with interest: "Okay." ”

Song Yiren went to the kitchen nervously, and before leaving, he said to Gong Lingye: "It's good that you wait for me here, I'll call you later." ”

She went in and found the ingredients first, and breathed a sigh of relief, she still needed everything.

Then, turn on your phone, flip through the cooking app, and search for 'tomato egg noodles'.

She has always had a strong learning ability, and after reading the 'manual', she felt that it was quite simple.

She took two pots and started boiling water first, and then she beat the eggs, stirred well, and cut the tomatoes and set them aside.

Burn the oil, Song Yiren followed the instructions, and when the oil was spicy, pour the eggs first.

It's just that she never knew that there was also water in the egg, and she turned on the fire a little too much, so as soon as she poured it in, hot oil splashed out, and in the crackling sound, a drop fell on the back of her hand.

The sudden pain, coupled with the flames in her sight, made Song Yiren instantly feel that she was back in the nightmare she had at the beginning, and she threw away the shovel in her hand, because the action was too flustered when she threw it, and oil splashed out.

She screamed in fright, turned and ran.

Outside, Gong Lingye heard the movement, and almost ran over, and just walked to the kitchen door, a soft body crashed into his arms.

He had never seen Song Yiren so flustered, his hands were tightly grasping the clothes on his chest, because of the force, the nails scratched him a little hotly, and her whole person was full of uneasiness, almost like a drowning person hugging driftwood, clutching him tightly, pressing all the strength and gravity on his body.

"Nuan Nuan, what's wrong? Did you get burned by oil?" Gong Lingye hurriedly picked up Song Yiren, then walked to the gas, turned off the stove, and strode out with her in his arms: "I'll see, is it injured?"

Song Yiren still hugged his neck tightly and refused to let go.

He also realized that she was mainly mentally frightened, not injured, so he still let her hold him and reached out to pat her on the back.

It took a long time for her tense nerves to relax a little.

He felt it, so he discussed: "Nuan Nuan, you let go of me, I'll see where you get hot." ”

Song Yiren slowly let go of Gong Lingye, raised his eyes, his cheeks were full of tears, and his voice trembled: "Gong Lingye, I'm afraid of fire, I thought it was burning me......"

Her eyes were red, her little face was full of water, and the whole person was in his arms, petite, and her trembling appearance made his heart winch.

"Nuan Nuan, look, there's no fire, it's okay, don't be afraid, no matter what happens, I will protect you. Gong Lingye said, hugged Song Yiren again, and then picked up her hand to see.

On the back of the white hand, there are three small red dots, fortunately, there are no blisters.

"Nuan Nuan, I'll go get you a scald ointment. Gong Lingye said and let go of Song Yiren.

Song Yiren was shocked, and his eyes kept following Gong Lingye, waiting with his eyes blank.

Soon, Gong Lingye came over with a medical kit, found the scald cream, and carefully applied it to Song Yiren with a cotton swab.

There was a cold touch on the back of his hand, and Song Yiren's flustered heart calmed down little by little.

She looked at Gong Lingye's lowered eyes, as well as the side face where he seriously applied medicine to her, and said: "I'm afraid of fire, I have been burned by fire before......

At the beginning, the feeling of being crippled and devoured by fire little by little, until he died completely, will never forget it in this life.

At this moment, Gong Lingye happened to finish painting and raised his eyes.

Song Yiren took a deep breath and tried to get rid of those nightmares.

She took the initiative to lean on Gong Lingye's chest, absorbing the temperature from him, and spoke: "Are you angry because I invited those people today and didn't tell you in advance?" Also, I didn't tell you, why do I know them......

Gong Lingye heard Song Yiren's still nasal voice, and the pity in his heart was even more profound: "Nuan Nuan, if you are embarrassed, don't say it." ”

"It's not embarrassing, it's ......" Song Yiren's hands tightened unconsciously, and her nails faded from blood because of the force, and she spoke: "Actually, did you almost guess it?"

She raised her eyes to look at him: "You must think that I am not like the original Yu Ruonuan, my personality has changed, and I have met a lot of strange people, right?"

Gong Lingye nodded, and reached out to wipe the tears on Song Yiren's cheeks: "Well, I'm a little confused. ”

"I am indeed not the Yu Ruonuan I used to be. Song Yiren took a deep breath and locked Gong Lingye's eyes.

He didn't seem surprised, just listened quietly to her continue.

"The people who appeared at the base today, including Chi Jingyu, I do know them all. Song Yiren was a little flustered: "I wanted to make a more advanced driverless car, so I called them over." I was thinking that if any of them changed, or it was not good for me, you would protect me. ”

After that, she tilted her head, her lips trembling violently: "Gong Lingye, you will protect me, right?"

Gong Lingye nodded and said seriously: "Nuan Nuan, don't worry about doing your business, since it is under my eyelids, I will guarantee your safety 100%!"

Song Yiren's eyes were a little red: "It's not that I don't believe you, but I subconsciously feel that you are my biggest retreat, but if I tell you all the truth, will there be no retreat?"

She didn't know how to express the complicated emotions in her heart, she just looked at him with red eyes.

Gong Lingye was softened by Song Yiren's eyes, he sighed, lowered his head and kissed her eyes: "Nuan Nuan, no matter who you are, you are the woman I like." I will let you know that this retreat of mine will not go away, and that it will always be there even when I am not in this world. ”

So much so that in the most difficult moments after that, or years later, he remembered her expression at this moment.

She shed her usual strength and reason, took off her defenses and disguises, leaned into his arms, and cried fragile and helplessly that he was her only retreat, and that she was afraid of losing it, not that she did not believe him.