"Yimeng..."

Ling Ce returned to Yi's villa.

The first thing he thought of was An Yimeng.

It's weird, I still remember the days when I was at school, and I wish I couldn't see her every day.

This quirky little girl is now like a glass product.

He was afraid that if he left for a while, she would break or disappear.

"Ling Ce. ”

An Yimeng heard his voice and immediately walked over.

So did she.

I don't know why, probably because she didn't have her brother, she became a loser.

I'm afraid that in the blink of an eye, I will lose even this once most hated tablemate.

"Does it hurt?" asked An Yimeng.

At this time, Ling Ce realized that his forehead had just dodged the bomb that had come back and reacted to stress.

Dodged suddenly, and hit his forehead blue.

Her hand couldn't help but touch it, the obvious bruise.

But Ling Ce, seeing her worried like this, couldn't hurt at all.

"Coming back?" Xi walked out.

Seeing this scene, he tugged at the corners of his mouth, and he couldn't see the bento.

But he was surprised that this little girl's bandaging technique was very powerful.

Picking up the gauze on the table, she seemed to have medicine like iodine with her.

"Ah, I'm really afraid he'll get hurt?"

Xi pursed his thin lips as he watched her bandage quietly.

Instead of bandaging it as indecently as it had been around many times, she taped the gauze stained with iodine.

Just right, just a small piece of white, hidden under the slightly curly black hair, did not affect Ling Ce's handsomeness at all.

Ling Ce touched the place where she had just bandaged, as if there was still the residual warmth of her fingers, and the corners of her mouth raised.

"I didn't expect you to drive this. ”

Xi picked up his teacup and took a sip of tea, he really regarded Yi as if he were his home.

"I've been living in Z City for the past few years, and I know the location well," Ling Ce paused.

"Also, I was trained in this area at the aristocratic school before. ”

Xi raised an eyebrow, "Noble school, um..."

"You don't know here, how can you understand the direction?" Ling Ce asked him.

I thought that Mr. Yi Yi was a thoughtful person.

Unexpectedly, this apprentice of his, Xi, also seems to have unfathomable ability.

"I don't have any skills, don't look at me like that. Xi playfully waved his hand.

"It's just that I don't think it's hard to learn and understand. ”

Ling Ce nodded, sure enough, he was a guy with a strong learning ability.

"Why are you so close to a screen?"

Ling Ce asked, because he always felt that there was something to say, and he felt that Xi was strange when he looked at the direction.

"Well, I can't see where the Bloodclan is," Xi pointed to his red eyes.

"Eyesight is not good. ”

"Why do you wear a mask, how do you wear glasses?"

An Yimeng asked.

Glancing up at An Yimeng, the little girl asked her.

"The mask that Yi gave me, I don't think it's ugly. ”

He lifted the edge of his mask, right on the bridge of his handsome nose.

The black mask, revealing a cold glow, is lazy and mysterious.

"By the way, what do you look like?" Ling Ce was curious.

With a yawn, Xi waved his hand.

He refused to answer such bizarre questions.

"Then, you and Mr. Yi... Yi, how did you meet?"

"Recognize... How did you meet..."

Xi chewed on the question, his slender hand resting on his chin.

"Aha, you don't seem to have a good memory. ”

Hearing An Yimeng complain like this, Ling Ce laughed.

Xi's eyebrows under the mask were raised, and his thin lips lightly said, "You little girl."

An Yimeng was stunned, and then smiled.

Xi is different from Yi, although he wears a mask, he doesn't seem to be a difficult guy.

But although Yi doesn't wear a mask, he seems to treat people with an unreal face.

An Yimeng put away the iodine wine and accidentally knocked a ball of gauze to the ground.

"Be careful. ”

Xi picked it up, rolled it up, and stuffed it into An Yimeng's hand.

Ling Ce's mobile phone rang suddenly, and he was a little annoyed when he heard the ringtone.

He sighed, his slender white fingertips sliding the answer button.

"Hey, Mom..."

It was his mom who opened the phone.

Others will not be in such a hurry, and if he does not answer, he will hit one after another.

"Ling Ce, you... Are you okay?"

The woman's anxious voice reached his ears, but there was some temptation in the anxiety, for fear that he would hang up the phone.

Ling Ce still heard the slightest hint of temptation.

"I'm here, it's fine. ”

Ling Ce responded, "Don't worry. ”

Since An Yimeng and Xi were all around, his tone was not too cold.

"That's good, that's good. ”

The woman's voice seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and she asked him cautiously.

"You didn't have anything to do with the Bloodline, did you?"

Her voice was so careful that she trembled a little.

She was really afraid that Ling Ce would be ruined in the hands of the Blood Clan like Zhihang again.

"What's the matter with the dealings, do you want to hide in a muffled voice?" Ling Ce's voice became colder and colder.

"If you can't hide, that's fate!"

The woman shuddered, she paused for a long time, and then hung up the phone first.

Ling Ce listened to the beeping sound of the broken phone, his breath shortened from the anger he had just had.

“......”

"Auntie, she's just worried about you," An Yimeng looked at him, "You shouldn't talk like that." ”

“......”

"yes, you shouldn't talk like that. ”

A sudden sound of adding money made Xi stand up, and sure enough, it was Yi.

Yi's silver hair was loosely tied, and he was a little haggard.

With a casual loosening of her tie, Yi sat lazily on the soft sofa.

The slender legs were put up freely.

His appearance contrasts with the remaining three.

Obviously he had just finished his raid on the Bloodline, and he was nervous to death, and Yi seemed to be on vacation.

"How can you talk to your mother like that?"

He asked again, then took out his treasured wine from under the glass.

"Get used to it. Ling Ce sighed.

"Because my mom... She was quite young, and she had a life with me and my brother that she didn't love very early. ”

An Yimeng remembered the woman who was pruning flowers and plants in the yard, she was indeed very young.

I feel that Ling Ce looks very similar to her, and her good-looking facial features are all hereditary.

"Do you know what it's like to love someone you don't love?" Ling Ce asked them.

“......”

"Youth is all given to that man, but I don't dare to admit that I don't have feelings for him, this is the life my mother lives, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the two of them have no feelings..."

As a result, divorce. ”

Ling Ce tossed his phone aside and sighed.

"That's why I hate people who are submissive and swallow their voices. ”

"Loving someone you don't love, this feeling, I really haven't experienced it..."

Yi crossed her slender legs, shook her goblet, and narrowed her green eyes.

"But what I experienced was not being able to love someone I loved. ”

As much as love, but not love.

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the three people fell on him.

"Tell me about it?"