The cemetery where both Moon and Lin Zijin drove to. Just as Moon opened the car door and was about to sit in the driver's seat and drive with Lin Zijin's car, he walked over.

He whispered, "I'll open it!"

"And what about your car?"

"I'll come back tomorrow to pick it up! I've heard that women don't like to drive, don't they?"

"You know me well! Since the last time I accidentally had a close encounter with someone else's car, I've been a little scared to drive. On the way here today, I drove slowly, and the car behind me honked desperately, and I didn't pay attention to it. Later, the guy rolled down the window after overtaking and glared at me angrily, I glared back at him not to be outdone, damn, the whole underworld boss dress, sunglasses, gold necklace, swarthy face, chubby. ”

Lin Zijin looked at the moon with a gentle expression, she was shocked by her gaffe, but she was suddenly attracted by the light in his black pupils, and hurriedly jumped into the car.

While he was driving, she had nothing to do, and couldn't help but sneak a glance at the man next to her.

His face was small, well-defined, with some prominent cheekbones, and the whole face, like a knife, was angular and angular.

Lin Zijin stared intently ahead, his hands on the steering wheel.

It is said that serious men are the most handsome, and this is not false at all, and the moon finally understands why she fell in love with this man.

When he doesn't speak, the misty sadness in his big eyes is fascinating.

Unlike the guy in Yunxiao, when he was driving, he chatted with the moon from time to time to make her happy, one hand on the car window, and the other hand on the steering wheel very casually, as if sitting on his own sofa and watching TV, relaxed.

Xu found the gaze of the moon, Lin Zijin glanced at her sideways, and smiled lightly, still a terrible light smile.

Suddenly, she thought of an idiom: stop at a shallow taste. A man's shallow smile is so charming.

At the same time, the moon raises the level of her understanding of a sentence: laughing at the dead does not pay for life.

Originally, her understanding of this sentence was: other people's actions or words can make people laugh. At that moment, she understood the creator's good intentions: others are funny, and some people laugh lightly!

A thought flashed through her mind: warm man, or healing.

The moon laughed at herself: It's ridiculous!

Just like she usually laughs at Yunxiao, this guy also loves to laugh, but not such a shallow smile, every time it is a presumptuous laugh, a hearty laugh, a heartless laugh.

The moon always taught this guy a bitter lesson: "As a man, it's too tasteless, and you can't kidnap your daughter-in-law in the future." ”

Of course, Yunxiao will not let her go easily: "You are a woman, and you are not much better! People say that a lady should smile without showing her teeth, look at you, the laughing tongue is about to come out, what man dares to ask for it!"

"What's wrong?" Lin Zijin's voice was not high, and he sounded very comfortable.

"Oh, nothing. ”

The moon understands her gaffe, staring at a man closely, inappropriate.

But these eyes are not obedient, let the brain call there: come back, come back quickly.

People don't shake it off, as if they didn't hear it, just like that naughty child, who doesn't pay attention to the sound of his mother calling you home for dinner, and wants to play and watch again.

Suddenly, she remembered the advertising slogan: Look at me again, look at me again, and I'll eat you.

Thinking, thinking, the moon's face turned red all at once.

"When I drove, I put the seat very forward, tensed my body, my hands firmly grasped the steering wheel, nervous as if I was facing a great enemy, ready to brake at any time. ”

Hehe......

"It's good to open for a while. ”

Finally, the little cells of the moon settled down and turned their heads to enjoy the scenery outside the window.

Lin Zijin parked the car and led her to a restaurant.

The walls are yellow, mottled and dilapidated, without any decoration, and dilapidated like broken bricks and tiles.

"Their house tastes very good, take you to taste it. ”

Lin Zijin's words seemed to be explained to the moon, she didn't say anything, and muttered in her heart: Just invite her to eat alone, don't you want to be so stingy?

She was dumbfounded when he paid, with his long graceful hands, pulled out a wad of money from his black wallet. I have to admit that I eat too much at a roadside stall and don't know the goods.

It was a private restaurant, and the price was comparable to that of a five-star hotel.

Having said that, the taste is not very good, it is quite good, especially the drunken crab, which is unusually delicious, and the moon ate two of them in one go.

She couldn't forget: those two huge drunken crabs.

According to the boss himself, it is an authentic Yangcheng Lake hairy crab.

After the boss left, the moon approached Lin Zijin and whispered: "Now, how can there be authentic hairy crabs in Yangcheng Lake, you can buy crabs that have been soaked in Yangcheng Lake for ten days and half a month, you can steal the fun!"

Lin Zijin blindly laughed and didn't talk.

She had no choice but to entertain herself with boring self-amusement, and secretly muttered in her heart: At the beginning, why didn't she think of holding an exhibition or something, displaying Lin Zijin's signboard with a light smile, and not having to kill a girl with a vote, then she could sit happily at the door, stained with foaming stars, and count the banknotes full of bacteria but extremely cute?

In other words, Lin Zijin children's shoes, how did you do it?

The moon is extremely confused: in ancient times, women were described as smiling. In modern times, every time you pass by the toll booth, when the faces that were once cold are replaced by faces full of smiles. She couldn't help but sigh: It's not easy for people, laughing all day long, and the facial muscles can't be stiffened.

Lemongrass was dismissive of this: Sister, people laugh, there is a charge!

"Xiao Qi, eat a crab. Lin Zijin's words brought the moon, which was immersed in his own thoughts and flying freely, back to reality.

She realized that the boss's movements were very fast, and in a blink of an eye, the drunken crab was already on the table.

I saw that in a large snow-white plate, there were three crabs neatly arranged, dark green color, small eyes, still staring at the moon darkly, like a little ghost who couldn't blink to death, weird.

Fortunately, there are some yellow chrysanthemum petals dotted next to it, long, one-petaled clusters of crabs, like a bunch of concubines around the emperor, crabs are responsible for majesty, and chrysanthemum petals are responsible for beauty.

In a daze, Lin Zijin had already started peeling the crab shell. The moon stared at his movements, long fingers, wide and wide, slowly peeling the crab, and behaved very elegantly.

When he peeled off the shell on the back of the eldest crab, it slowly landed in the bowl of the moon, and some chrysanthemum petals floated down and dotted her bowl with purple patterns on a white background.

"Drunken crab with chrysanthemum petals, the perfect combination. Lin Zijin, who did it in one go, did not forget to explain it to her.

The moon had to use his own chopsticks, a small chopsticks and a small chopsticks to pick the crab roe, wrapped in some chrysanthemum petals, between the mouth, the sweetness of the crab, the fragrance of the chrysanthemum, the mellow of the wine, intertwined in the mouth, stretching to the heart.

Looking at her restrained, Lin Zijin didn't speak, but hinted at the moon with his actions, he took the initiative to give up the chopsticks, picked up the crab with his hand, peeled the crab shell, and revealed the smooth crab meat.

She learned from him, but "it is difficult to draw the skin and bones of the tiger", and these movements, he did them, extremely elegant. She learned, not to mention, still so uncivilized.

When the moon glared angrily at the crab in her hand and put it down, Lin Zijin took her small flower bowl and peeled it for her.

She was stunned, she hadn't enjoyed this treatment for a long time.

When Lin Zijin finally finished peeling the crab and returned the bowl to the moon, she lowered her head and ate it, eager to bury herself in the bowl, she was a woman, and she felt ashamed to let a big man serve her like this.

……

Recalling this, the female ghost Moon remembered the video she watched not long ago, her previous life Nan Tianyue, together with Mo Jie, secretly went down to earth, and when eating, Mo Jie was also so careful, picking out the thorns of the bowl of "chrysanthemum stewed fish" for her.

By the way, he gently blew the bowl of hot fish soup, and such a delicate action almost blew up the pool of spring water in Nan Tianyue's heart.

To be honest, the moon also thought about whether Lin Zijin would be one of Mojie and Zhongtianmu, but if she let the moon choose, she didn't know if she was more inclined to Mojie or Zhongtianmu?

…

The moon continued her memories.

……

Lin Zijin stared at the moon, the two of them sat facing each other, their eyes couldn't be taken off, and she also looked at him.

"Xiao Qi, to this day, I still remember the first time I saw you. ”

"Oh...... Let's talk about it. ”

"At that time, you had long shoulder-length hair and shiny black hair. ”

Moon smiled and stroked her neat short hair, pinching some behind her ears.

For no reason, a sadness welled up in my heart, she with long hair or short hair, which one is the real her?

"At that time, it was fashionable to have straight hair like this, light and flowing. Now, short haircuts are in vogue. So, I just cut my hair short, isn't it good?" Moon said as she scratched her short hair, a little embarrassed.

I feel that I have cut my short hair, as if I owe Lin Zijin something, and it obviously has nothing to do with him, whether it is that soft long hair or today's short hair.

"Well, you can cut anything to look good. ”

Something suddenly appeared in Lin Zijin's eyes, shallow, and quickly retracted along with the hand he had stretched out.

It's not that the moon didn't notice his movements, but what else could she do?

She remembered what he liked most about this gentle movement, like his words, gentle but unforgettable.

To this day, the moon remembers his words: "Hair is the second external medium besides human skin, and they also have feelings." ”

Once, Lin Zijin was obsessed with gently stroking her hair.

This is him, classical and elegant.

"Back then, your hair reminded me of a sentence: three thousand troubles. ”

Moon followed his words and quipped, "And that lyrics: Through your black hair, my hand." ”

She and he looked at each other and smiled, memories taking up most of their time on this somewhat ambiguous night.

Those good memories!

"Xiao Qi, do you know? When I was in college, I thought your beauty was very classical, like a woman who traveled from ancient times, light and elegant, quiet and elegant. The beauty is very dreamy, so I don't dare to disturb easily, for fear that if I am not careful, the dream will wake up. ”

Perhaps, at this moment, she is standing in the sky, staring at the moon, smiling at the moon!

The moon is not the long-haired woman in white clothes, gentle and lovely.

If, in the past, she was a little flower cat raised, just cute, and needed the love and care of others in every way, then now she is more like a little lion, but the reality is elegant and leisurely.

The moon smiled at him: "Then you still dare to chase me?"

Describe her as like Guanyin, upright, beautiful, but cold and unapproachable, did you kid eat the gall of an ambitious leopard back then, or how, dare to approach?

He wasn't afraid, she took him away with a touch of her fingers?

"Alas...... At that time, I was so brave that I was fearless, and I thought, let's die. Lin Zijin frowned, pain still between his brows.

"Hey...... I'm like a jackal, a tiger and a leopard, am I so terrible?" Moon raised her eyebrows, not to be outdone, she dared to be so reluctant with your old man back then, why did you provoke her?

"It's okay, it's okay. Lin Zijin looked at the moon's face and knew that she was really angry.