This is the Lunar New Year more than five years ago, and Lin Yingkong and Feng Rong have spent the first New Year since they met and became partners at work.

At this time, not long after the dust of the anti-alliance battle settled, Feng Rong was still sitting in the position of the executive officer, but Lin Yingkong had long been his assistant, and the two had worked together for more than half a year, Lin Yingkong had already made Feng Rong's various routines and rests clear, everyone knew that the puppet was an orphan, but he seemed to be really a lonely person, there were no relatives and friends who needed to move around in particular, and basically he had not asked for leave on any holidays, so Lin Yingkong filled in his name as "overtime" when the headquarters counted the leave plan In that procession, right below the name Dark Puppet.

Although Lin Yingkong didn't fall in love with Feng Rong at first sight on the battlefield of the anti-alliance war, he must have been impulsive to be someone's assistant, and then unconsciously put his whole life in- In Lin Yingkong's opinion, stripped of the layer of divine aura imposed by everyone, the puppet is quite contradictory, say that he is ruthless, most of what he does is similar to punishing evil and promoting good, but there is no shortage of bloody things; say that he is arrogant, he never puts up a fight with others, but most people are involuntarily a little lower in front of him, but he often does not look at people squarely; say that he is good at management and likes power, he is indeed more ambitious than others, in fact, he has never liked those exquisite jobs very much, and his mood is not high every time he socializes; say that he is unkind, most of the time this person's feelings are always ethereal, but he would silently remember his assistant's birthday, and when he was still alive after the mission, he bought him a cake before twelve o'clock and said happy birthday......

This person is so mysterious that no one can touch his back, but it is also so simple that life seems to have only work, Lin Yingkong put his name in his mouth and chewed it carefully, and suddenly felt that he didn't seem to have a weakness, and he seemed to be full of flaws, so the more he explored, the more he couldn't pull out.

Feng Rong was unaware of his assistant's complicated mood of overturning the five-flavor bottle at this time, and lived a life that was no different from usual, either on a mission or busy with various affairs of the Law Enforcement Department, and when most of the department members were on vacation, Lin Yingkong brought his parents, mothers, and brothers from the underworld into his office to share, Feng Rong asked in hindsight: "When is the New Year?"

"Tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, don't you know the secret executive?" Lin Yingkong, who was unpacking the express, looked at him with some amusement, and immediately guessed something, not surprised at all: "You shouldn't have bought New Year's goods yet, right?" At this time, the two people were far less intimate than later, and Lin Yingkong didn't know what Feng Rong was busy with in those times except for official business, but the other party would definitely not remember this kind of thing.

Feng Rong paused for a moment, "I forgot." In fact, he had never had a normal New Year, so how could he bother to remember those traditional customs.

"Then you definitely didn't buy the couplet, and I didn't buy it either," Lin Yingkong said with great interest, "Why don't we go to the night market after work!"

"There's no need for this," Feng Rong said, and then found that his tone was a little stiff, so he added, "We have to be on duty these days." ”

Lin Yingkong knew that his coldness was not malicious, and he didn't pay attention, so he said while calculating: "You can also spare time on duty, some things are still necessary, once a year~ I don't need to buy the New Year's goods if I send them over, the fireworks and firecrackers department will handle them, and we will buy the couplets ourselves...... Oh, by the way, I have to buy some food and put it in the refrigerator, we can make our own Chinese New Year's Eve tomorrow and bring it over to eat, do you want to make dumplings......?

Feng Rong looked at him smiling and babbling, he didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't speak for a long time.

No one can compare to Assistant Lin in terms of stalking, especially when he has a smile that is so gentle that no one can bear to refuse, so after getting off work, Feng Rong was still "hijacked" by him to go shopping, and before going out, Feng Rong suddenly thought, although it was just a trivial matter, but how many times did he compromise with Lin Yingkong?

…… Before this, except for his mother and Baili Mengyan, he had never tried to let anyone into his private space, Lin Yingkong was the only one - it's just that the first two are inseparable by blood, and the latter is an accident.

I don't know if it's fate or Lin Yingkong is too lucky, this year happened to be when Feng Rong and Baili Mengyan's brother identities were exposed and the two sides broke off contact, Feng Rong's whole person was like duckweed, only busy and non-stop, in the chaos of rebuilding the order of the supernatural world, aimlessly and hard-hearted to climb to the high position, but the rest of the time was still free to make him crazy, every time he woke up in the middle of the night, he stared at the night, thinking that dawn would not come again...... And at this time, Lin Yingkong rushed into the world of Feng Rong like a wisp of wind, he didn't even have to do much, as long as he was smiling, Feng Rong felt that this dark and dreary world ...... It turns out that there is still light.

Of course, at this time, Feng Rong didn't like Lin Yingkong yet, and he wouldn't think about it, he only knew that his spirit and body were about to separate, talking about the future, full of sickness, too desperate and wanting to live, and feeling that there was no hope for the future, these emotions have been entangled since he was born, he knows that this is not good, and he also knows that he is seeking self-destruction, but this is a stubborn disease that no matter how good a psychiatrist is, Feng Rong himself is not willing to dig up the pus wound, so he is somewhat envious of people like Lin Yingkong- Even if it is not perfect in fairy tales, it is more comfortable than most people in the sun.

Some people are born warm.

On the eve of Chinese New Year's Eve, most of the people have unloaded their work, preparing for the celebration of the new year, the night market near the headquarters building is crowded, Rao is Lin Yingkong and Feng Rong are strong, and they also wasted their strength to fight into the front of the stall to buy couplets, the old man with a strong pen is now writing and selling, the steady and round big characters look at it and can't help nodding praise, Lin Ying is very hollow, asked for a picture he likes, turned his head to ask Feng Rong what kind of couplet he wanted to hang, Feng Rong said calmly: "Feel free, I don't understand this." ”

Lin Yingkong is just beginning to fall in love, and he can't wait to understand the bits and pieces of his sweetheart, and when he says this, he will not be repelled by that indifference, but has the meaning of breaking the casserole and asking the end, his demeanor and tone have never provoked people, and his face was glued by him, and his arrogant face couldn't be put up, and he said helplessly after being silent for a while: "I really don't understand." ”

This time this words were really poured down like a basin of cold water, Lin Yingkong wondered if his strategy was too unsuccessful, so that the other party really couldn't be interested, but the blow was only temporary, and when he turned his head, Lin Yingkong came alive again, pulling his boss to the supermarket to fight for Chinese New Year's Eve food ingredients. Feng Rong saw that Lin Yingkong didn't seem to really take his perfunctory attitude to heart, but he was a little embarrassed, and then he cooperated a lot, Lin Yingkong finished picking out the meat suitable for dumpling filling, and turned around to see the man in white clothes and black pants with a cold face skillfully picking up vegetables in a group of eldest sisters and aunts, Lin Yingkong looked at it, almost didn't think that he recognized the wrong person - he had followed Feng Rong for so long, and he had never seen him stained with fireworks.

It turns out that this man who can shake half of the supernatural world with one sentence has indeed worked cooking, which is what Lin Yingkong thought when he saw him skillfully washing vegetables and rolling out a plate of dumpling wrappers after returning to the headquarters community.

"It turns out that the secret executive can also cook......" When making dumplings, Lin Yingkong sighed.

"Yes," Feng Rong said, his palms closed, his fingers pinching into beautiful folds in the meat-filled dumplings, "but it's not as delicious as what you make." ”

"But it looks like you're very good at it," Lin Yingkong stared intently at the crisp and neat movements of his hands, and talked to him, "I haven't been learning for long." "I learned it from being his assistant.

"A lot of things depend on talent, I started to do it since I was a child, familiar is familiar, and the craftsmanship is average. Feng Rong didn't hide it, but he didn't elaborate on it.

"I haven't seen you do it before. Lin Yingkong said truthfully, he and Feng Rong are two pairs of doors, and if the other party fires, he will definitely be able to hear the movement, but in fact, Feng Rong either went to the headquarters canteen to eat, or he made up the food and asked Feng Rong to come over.

Feng Rong didn't raise his head and said, "I'm not in the mood to do it." ”

Bachelor, Lin Yingkong can understand, and he is also depressed, doesn't his boss's words show that the other party has not yet regarded him as his own consciousness? But he quickly thought of one more thing, and said with a smile: "Then am I the first person in the bureau to eat the dishes you made yourself?"

Feng Rong thought for a moment, was slightly stunned, and then nodded: "Hmm." ”

His nasal voice was a little heavy, and his mood suddenly fell for some reason, Lin Yingkong was secretly excited, but as soon as he recognized his mood, the joy disappeared a little, and the doubts in his heart came up, he rarely saw Feng Rong like this, and asked a little overwhelmed: "What's wrong?"

I don't know if it's too strong, the dumplings in Feng Rong's hand suddenly broke the skin, and he used his palm to wrap the dough to remedy it, but the smooth surface still left a pimple, which looked a little abrupt in a row of dumplings without flaws, Feng Rong stared at it for a while, and said, "It's nothing, I'm just thinking about a person." "I was thinking that without him, I actually forgot how to live.

Lin Yingkong was stunned, and almost blurted out and asked Who are you thinking.

- I just want to know, if there are other people in your life, why do you still seem like a loner?