Chen Yilin was unusual, staring seriously at his cousin opposite, who had extremely soft ears, clasped his hands together, and said with a slight smile: "Sister, do you want to let me in first?

As soon as Chen Yilin said it, Lin Nianzi felt a little inappropriate, glanced at the big suitcase beside her, and said thoughtfully: "You can take the luggage yourself." ”

She turned to the living room without looking back.

Chen Yilin smiled happily and carried her suitcase and entered the house, but she didn't expect to be dumbfounded as soon as she entered the house.

"Sister, where are you cultivating immortals?"

Lin Nianzi, who had just walked halfway, couldn't help but stop and turned to look at his cousin with a different face. "How do you speak?"

"Isn't it? So what are you doing?

Lin Nianzi was helpless, and with Chen Yilin's gaze, there was a small incense burner on the table in the living room, which was a little incense that she had lit as soon as she entered the room to help relieve fatigue.

On the big table next to the living room, there was a heart sutra that was opened, because of the gentle things in the morning, she was a little unruly, so not long after she got home, she used it to relieve her emotions, but who knew that the more she read the mind, the more chaotic it became. That's when she started drawing.

Next to the scriptures is a large string of Buddhist beads left by the owner before, she looked interesting, so she stayed, and the painting paper scattered everywhere in the house and her loose white skirt really have the taste of cultivating immortals in novels.

"No, it's just a joy in the bitterness. ”

Lin Nianzi's cousin grew up with her since she was a child, and she is also accustomed to Lin Nianzi's weird behavior, but when she saw these as soon as she entered the door today, she couldn't help but complain.

"Sister, can we be more down-to-earth? If I hadn't known from my aunt that you have someone you like, I really doubt that you have to cultivate your self-cultivation and become a god. ”

Lin Nianzi had long turned a blind eye to Chen Yilin's sarcasm, she walked to the long table, extinguished the incense, put away the Heart Sutra on the side, and then turned to the side, putting away the messy drawing paper one by one.

The person on the painting paper made Lin Nianzi feel distressed for a while, and his cold words at noon still echoed in her ears, and she looked at the person in the painting a little distracted.

Chen Yilin was really curious, and when she saw her cousin's brows tightly knit and her eyes darkened, she couldn't help but lean forward.

One, two, three...... Chen Yilin turned her face and looked at her cousin who lost her mind in shock, how many paintings she had painted, and each painting was the same person. The outline of the man on the painting made her a little familiar, and the man's cold face and indifference were well portrayed, but between his eyebrows and eyes, Chen Yilin felt that there was an inappropriate warmth.

In other words, the man depicted in the painting is looking at someone, the man is cold, but only warm to the person in front of him. And the person who painted made her feel that she was also full of love for men.

Suddenly, a white hand snatched back the drawing paper from Chen Yilin's hand, "Why are you stupid, say it quickly." What did you hear from my mother?" Lin Nianzi carefully folded the drawing paper and placed it on the empty table beside him.

"No, my aunt said you have someone you like. ”

"Oh. Have you told who the male protagonist is?" Lin Nianzi walked casually to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of boiled water.

"That's not true, she just said that you are alone and asked me to accompany you, and it just so happens that I am also interning around here. Chen Yilin didn't hear anything wrong with her cousin's tone, and honestly said her thoughts.

"I knew it was going to happen. Lin Nianzi shook his head helplessly, put the half-drunk water cup in the kitchen, and walked to the sofa and sat down.

"You're not curious?"