Chapter 49
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Lin Yan nestled in Rong Yi's arms and carefully grabbed her collar. The room was quiet and peaceful, Lin Yan heard the clock on the wall still rattling, and the fabric under her hands was soft and delicate. There is still a big difference between the Rong in the system and the real Dr. Rong.
The Rong in the system is always wearing the high-end of the current brands, simple and restrained. The eyebrows and eyes are gentle and delicate, and she always smiles when she looks at her. And Rong Yi in reality, in Lin Yan's impression, he has always been wearing a white coat, his eyebrows and eyes are a little cold, and looking at his eyes is always a complicated feeling that she can't understand.
The neon lights flickering outside the window, I don't know if there is activity on the beach, fireworks explode from there, and then enter the sky full of magnificent colors, and the sea surface is like a mirror, reflecting the brilliant night scene in the night sky.
A woman in love is always sensual and soft-hearted, and the person opposite also has a sweet fragrance on her body, which penetrates into Lin Yan's nostrils and disturbs her heart.
Obviously a man who loves himself and doesn't say it, obviously a man who doesn't keep him when he says he broke up, she is standing in front of him now, and she is reluctant to push him away.
"Did you go to accompany Shen Youyi to the dinner?" She pushed Rong Yi away a little and asked in a deep voice.
"Well, I just got the ledger back for you." Rong Yi grabbed her hand, took out the phone from his pocket and dropped it out of the gallery, and held it up for her to see.
In the faint screen of the mobile phone are dense clear and concise account records, which are the same as what she saw in the previous life, but in a much shorter time.
In recent years, the details have increased significantly, and three years ago, she began to frequently replace the account books, and when she looked at the account books earlier in her previous life, there were several more sub-account books.
Shen Liangbi seems to have begun to pay some attention to this side, and the accounts are very detailed, and they look no different from the usual account records.
Lin Yan turned her head and looked at it for a while, then nodded: "Yes, this is it." â
She reached out and took Rong Yi's mobile phone, and was just about to take it to transcribe it, but before she could reach out and take it, Rong Yi took it away.
"What for!" She exclaimed.
"What kind of deal did you make with Ji Boyan, why did he ask me to give you the ledger?" Rong Yi put the phone back in her pocket, put her hands on her shoulders, Lin Yan was behind the cold wall, her eyes sank when she heard this, and she didn't know how to speak.
What should she say, saying that I am seeing you again for you, so she made a deal with Ji Boyan, don't erase your consciousness and character? But if you say that, Rong will feel like crazy. She bit her lip, not knowing how to explain it, so she stopped talking.
After a long silence, she asked, "What about you, what deal did you make?"
The man I slept with the day before bent his arm over to another woman in the blink of an eye. You came to ask me what deal I made, what about you, Rong Yi. â
Rong Yiyan leaned over and picked her up and walked to the bedroom.
"Don't do stupid things, there are some things I will do well, don't take risks, don't do anything for me, all you have to do is take good care of yourself."
Rong Yi walked slowly on the soft carpet of the bedroom, and he sat down on the sofa in the bedroom, reaching out to straddle her on his lap.
"I haven't hugged you in a long time." Rong Yi's right hand clasped the back of Lin Yan's head and took her into his arms.
"We all broke up." Lin Yan lay on his shoulders and sat on his lap. Although she was a little embarrassed, she still reached out and gently wrapped her hand around Rong Yi's waist.
The sudden outbreak of Lin's syndrome seems to take Lin Yan back to when she was 21 years old, when she had just started her college life, and she would go to People's Square on Saturdays and Sundays to paint portraits.
The price she set was very cheap, ten dollars for sketches and twenty dollars for watercolors. She spends a long time making a painting, but few people give her money happily.
Either find fault with it, or think the price is too expensive. There are often people who bargain with her because of three or two pieces, and she is a soft-hearted person who doesn't like to quarrel and is too lazy to care. Over time, they all said that the girl was not as close as the people who painted next to her, and she didn't give cheap for three or two pieces.
But only Lin Yan knows that she only earns a little bit by doing it for a day under the sun and wind.
It was during that time that her teacher Jianyi went to the art district of City A to sell paintings and try her hand, and from here, she began to move towards the road of commercial creation.
It was from here that she was diagnosed with Lin's syndrome.
There was a time when she often felt unwell and had difficulty breathing. The roommate next to her advised her to have time to go to the hospital for a check-up, but she soaked in the studio every day to prepare her paintings, and she didn't have time to check it out at all.
Until one day at an auction in the art district, her face turned purple because of breathlessness, and the people around her rushed her to the hospital.
The doctor said that she had bronchitis, not too strict, but she still had to cooperate with the treatment.
She cooperated, but the symptoms were really endless, one after the other. By the time she was transferred to the PLA Hospital, she was already showing symptoms of systemic organ failure.
The heart, lungs, liver, kidneys, almost all organs began to fail in a certain way. The doctor told her that if she continued like this, she would one day die of the cessation of a vital organ.
She was lying on a hospital bed, without a single friend by her side, and she worked hard to make money for a long time, so that she had no time to socialize. The school launched a charity donation, but it was not done after that.
Fortunately, the hospital asked her if she was willing to be a real person, and she saved a lot of medical expenses. After that, he spent five years in the hospital.
"Break up?" Rong Yi hugged her waist tightly, lowered his voice, and whispered in Lin Yan's ear: "I haven't agreed yet, it's useless to break up unilaterally." â
Lin Yan snorted coldly, don't look over and stop listening to his flirtatious voice. Rong Yi reached out and grabbed her head and pecked her lightly on the lips. Lin Yan's body stiffened, and she reached out to cover her mouth.
"How." Rong Yi pressed against her forehead and asked softly.
"You're going to make me lose face, you've just come out of a woman's arms now, and now you're here to tease me again." Lin Yan tried to move her body, but was stopped by Rong Yi holding her waist.
"And there are some things that you don't have to change the subject like that." After Lin Yan finished speaking, she only felt that something under her was panicking, and she subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch it, but was interrupted by Rong Yi's hoarse voice.
"After you finish the fire you start, you will put it out yourself." Rong Yi hooked the corners of his mouth, and reached out to slowly loosen the belt around his waist.
Lin Yan was dumbfounded, and quickly reacted and prepared to escape from the ground. But he was pulled by Rong Yi behind him and walked to the bathroom: "Don't you dislike the smell of perfume on me." â
"My bathtub is so small, forget it." Lin Yan pushed away Rong Yi's hand, but the palm next to her seemed to have roots, no matter how Lin Yan pushed, she didn't move.
"You want to be in the bathtub?" Rong Yi picked the thin shoulder straps of Lin Yan's skirt and said with a smile: "Then let's go back to the villa, the bathtub is big, whatever you want." â
Roar, what's going on with this tone that seems to be hungry now. Lin Yan stopped and glared at Rong Yi, and reached out to adjust the shoulder straps on her skirt.
"Mr. Rong, please take it personally, now in the middle of the night you are like this in a girl's house, it doesn't seem to be good." Lin Yan said.
Rong Yi hooked the corners of his mouth, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of gentle smiles, as if they were a little more gorgeous than the fireworks outside the window: "I love you, Lin Yan." â
There was a bang in the distance, and a large easter egg-like firework burst in the air, and Lin Yan looked at Rong Yi with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and slowly said an affectionate confession. The fireworks outside the window left traces in the night sky like flowing gold, and Rong Yi was in this dreamy background and said this sentence that Lin Yan thought it was impossible to hear in the system.
At that moment, it seemed that she had been alone with an umbrella, eating alone, shopping alone, and homeless for so many years, when she thought that she was going to have such a person in a hurry in her life, at this moment, she suddenly seemed to have the strength to rely on.
However, I don't know how long I can rely on it.
"I love you too, but I'm leaving soon." Lin Yan was a little sentimental inexplicably, her voice trembled, and her eyes were a little red.
Rong Yi watched her wipe the corners of her eyes, and he listened to her words in his heart. Leave, what kind of departure? Whether to leave after completing the mission, or to leave in the midst of an outbreak of Lin's syndrome.
He really wanted to take Lin Yan out of this system quickly, but he didn't know what to do after that. Lin Yan loved, the first contact was Rong Yi in the system, if he returned to reality, what should he do.
It's a letting go, or a confession. And whether Lin Yan accepts herself in the system, or can she also accept herself in reality.
He didn't know, and even every time he thought about it, he was a little flustered and at a loss. But it's always like this, we meet in the real world at the beginning, but we can only fall in love in the simulated world, and finally return to the original point.
Rong Yi pinched Lin Yan's shoulder: "Good, then let's take a shower." â
Lin Yan's eyes were red, and she pulled Rong Yi's cuffs and asked, "What did you just say, say it again." â
Her long hair dragged on the couch, and her little face was as flawless as glass in the dim light. Her lips were red, and her cheeks were flushed with a thin flush from the light kiss she had just given.
"Let's go take a shower."
"Not that!"
Rong Yi reached out and stroked her cheek, and said softly: "I love you, no matter where or where, I love you." â
What a military court, all to hell.
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Love can't be expressed by anyone, so what kind of love is there.