Chapter Ninety-Six: How Could She Like Him?

"Wipe your face. Merlin didn't look at Lin Weiguo, but looked at the lamb and said, "You're right, I've been on the grassland for so long, I know what shepherds usually do." But it's a life, after all. ”

Lin Weiguo took the handkerchief a little embarrassed, but did not use it immediately, but first raised his arm, wiped his face with his sleeve, and then wiped his face again with the handkerchief.

The little lamb took a few crooked steps, and his steps slowly became steady.

Merlin looked away from it and looked at Lin Weiguo: "If, I mean if, if it wasn't a sheep that was injured, but a person, would you give up on her?"

Lin Weiguo looked at her in amazement, feeling that he couldn't figure out what the female doctor was thinking: "Of course not, how can people be compared to sheep?"

As soon as Merlin spoke, he knew that he had asked something stupid.

In order to save Zhang Hong and another educated youth, Lin Weiguo almost didn't freeze to death in the snowy night, and gave his leather jacket to Zhang Hong to wear, and he himself wore Zhang Hong's military coat.

If Lin Weiguo really didn't care about human life, he wouldn't do that.

In fact, her original intention was to ask, if I was injured, a drag on the collective, or a drag on you, would you give up on me?

But under his astonished gaze, he couldn't ask this sentence anyway.

He must not, he can save Zhang Hong, he can save another educated youth, he can save her.

But Merlin wished she was different in his heart.

The atmosphere between the two was a little awkward, and neither of them spoke, just silent.

Lin Weiguo looked at the handkerchief that he had used black, stained with dust and blood, and he was embarrassed to return it to other female comrades like this, so he casually put it back in his jacket pocket.

"That...... I'll give you back when I'm clean. ”

After a pause, Lin Weiguo said again: "Merlin, don't think too much, people and sheep are completely different things......

A sudden, little lamb's wail interrupted what he was about to say.

The two looked over to see the little lamb with a black forehead lying on the ground, screaming mournfully, and beside the ewe, who had lost her child, raising her hooves and lowering her head viciously, and making the appearance that she was going to trample on the lamb.

Merlin saved the little lamb, and kept the soft and weak baby in his arms, and already had a certain affection with the little lamb, and when he saw this, he ran over with a cry of surprise, and picked up the little lamb.

But the little lamb did not accept her affection, and struggled vigorously in her bosom, bleating miserably.

Merlin gently stroked its back, whispering to soothe it.

Lin Weiguo knew that the little lamb was afraid that he was hungry, smelled the milk smell on the ewe, and wanted to eat milk, but the ewe knew that it was not his own child, so he kicked it both against it.

He thought for a moment, walked over to the dead lamb, drew his knife, and began to peel the lamb's skin.

What is he going to do and why is he doing it?!

Merlin watched Lin Weiguo's actions dumbfounded, this bloody scene made the trace of good feelings for Lin Weiguo that had just risen in her heart disappear.

She wanted to stop him, but she was afraid to make a move, and the little black-fronted lamb in her arms was frightened by the bloody scene, so she had to take a few steps closer and whispered: "Lin Weiguo, what are you going to do?"

Lin Weiguo's sleeves were rolled up high, his movements were non-stop, and he replied as a matter of course: "Peel the skin." ”

The ewe cries miserably, the little lamb in her arms kicks and screams, and the bloody scene continues.

Merlin felt that he had been blind for the previous two years.

How could she like him, and for two years?!

Before she could come back to her senses, Lin Weiguo had already peeled off the skin of the lamb entirely, and he walked over to Merlin with the sheepskin.

"Don't come here, I'm not cold!" Merlin thought that he had skinned the lamb to keep himself warm, but for some reason, she suddenly panicked in her heart, and looked at the sheepskin, and felt sick in her stomach.

Lin Weiguo smiled, his smile was damn warm and hearty: "This sheepskin is not for you, come, good, give me the lamb, and I will help it recognize its mother again." ”

Merlin was a little confused and resistant, but her body was one step ahead of her brain to make a judgment, and she really "obediently" handed over the lamb to him.

Lin Weiguo wrapped the sheepskin around the lamb, held it, and sent it to the ewe.

The hungry lamb could not bother to break free of its burdens, so he fell to his knees without a teacher, and stretched out his mouth to eat the milk of the ewe.

The ewe resisted and dodged, but Lin Weiguo pressed it and couldn't move, it stretched out its nose to the little lamb and sniffed it a few times, it seemed a little suspicious, but it didn't struggle anymore.

Most mammals rely on their sense of smell to judge things, and this ewe is no different, smelling familiar smells in her lambs.

Merlin watched dumbfounded.

The lamb's sucking became more and more powerful, and the ewe's body movements gradually became relaxed and soft, Lin Weiguo felt that the heat was almost over, and let go of the hand that pressed the ewe.

The ewe lowered her head and ate a few mouthfuls of grass, then looked back at the lamb who was kneeling and suckling under her, and suddenly stretched out her tongue and licked the lamb's head quite lovingly.

"Okay!" Lin Weiguo said with a smile, taking out the water bladder and handing it to Merlin.

"I'm not thirsty. Merlin was still in a daze, unaware of what he was going to do.

Lin Weiguo raised his hands with a smile, his hands were stained with coagulated blood and fine wool: "Help, I'll wash my hands." ”

Merlin then reacted, he asked her to help pour water and wash his hands.

She was a little embarrassed to unplug the water bladder, and Lin Weiguo put his hand under the thin clear stream.

His hands were beautiful, his fingers were slender and his bones were distinct, and as the blood and dirt were washed away, revealing the thick calluses on his hands, as well as some blue-black scars left by the healing of chilblains, which had not completely dissipated.

After washing her hands, Lin Weiguo shook off the water droplets on her hands, Merlin plugged the plug of the water bladder, she looked at the two sheep who got along well, and thought to herself, this guy's hands have frostbite, and she has to find a way to let the shepherd who came to see her teach her to make a pair of sheepskin gloves.

Look at this guy's hands, how they are frozen!

In Merlin's heart, Lin Weiguo, who raised a knife to kill the sheep, and Lin Weiguo, who held the lamb in his chest, finally perfectly bonded into a person.

Moreover, he is still the hero in her mind.

Lin Weiguo washed his hands and sat down, took out the book and flipped through it, the book was also full of dust, he patted it vigorously, shaking the dust into the wind.

The letter also fell out with the wind.

Merlin picked it up and handed it to him: "Lin Weiguo, your letter." ”

Lin Weiguo took it and cherished it in the book, after such a contact, he deliberately maintained, and the strangeness between him and Merlin was much lighter.

Seeing Merlin looking at him curiously, he patted the book with a smile and said, "My little sister specially wrote a letter and sent me a book to let me review my high school curriculum." ”

Lin Zijin didn't know where to get a set of review materials from a long time ago, and sent him a textbook.

Although Lin Weiguo didn't think so, he couldn't bear to live up to his little sister's hard work, coupled with the influence of Zhang Hong, Lin Weiguo began to review high school courses in his spare time.

"How old is your little sister, she is really sensible, and she knows how to find reference materials for you. Merlin said enviously that she was the only daughter in the family, and she was very envious of other people's families having brothers and sisters to accompany them.

"Haha, Zijin is not small, she is a seventeen-year-old girl......" Speaking of his two younger sisters, Lin Hongwei's words increased.

Merlin stared at his handsome side face, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

She was a little envious in her heart, and it was a very happy thing to be this man's sister.