CHAPTER XVIII

In a word, it is a prophecy

Even when he first came here and was at a loss for a qiē, Ling Xiao had never been so at a loss as he was now.

After hanging up the phone, the little girl sat in place for a long time in a daze, and then went into the bathroom with a red face with a shopping bag and changed the cloth belt she had used.

Finally packed up all the qiē and returned to the room, Ling Xiao thought about it, found out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Ye Lin - she has always been sharp and eloquent, but at this time, she inexplicably didn't know what to say, and hesitated for a long time, but in the end she could only type two simple words:

"Thank you."

Then OK, send.

――After a month, Ling Xiao is now basically completely familiar with and mastered simplified characters, but pinyin is still a little unproficient, and he always chooses handwriting input when typing.

The message was sent, but there was no reply. Ling Xiao looked at the phone and frowned slightly, but quickly put it aside and stopped paying attention, got up and sat down at the desk, intending to continue reading the book and doing the question.

Who would have thought that she had just sat down at her desk when there was a knock on the door.

Ling Xiao answered, and Ye Lin immediately pushed the door in. Seeing that Ling Xiao was already sitting in front of the desk, he looked at it with some surprise, and then immediately furrowed his brows, walked up to her and closed her book, while reaching out and stuffing the things in his other hand into her arms:

"Don't look at it today, rest early."

When he furrowed his brows and lowered his voice, he had a rare and unquestionable momentum.

Ling Xiao looked up at him, and nodded obediently with an "oh".

Ye Lin's brows stretched slightly, nodded, turned around and was about to go out - he walked half a step, as if something suddenly sounded, his feet paused slightly, he looked up at the door, coughed lowly, and whispered something quickly as if nothing happened, and then walked to the door without looking back, closed the door and went out.

Ling Xiao sat on the spot, thinking that he was obviously uncomfortable just now, but he still pretended to say "you're welcome" as if nothing happened, he couldn't help but laugh softly, and looked down - what he had stuffed into his arms before was a hot water bottle filled with boiling water, and the tentacles were so warm that people seemed to iron their whole body.

Ling Xiao just held the hot water bottle on her lower abdomen and sat quietly for a while, until she didn't know whether the medicine she had drunk before had an effect, or the hot water bottle had an effect, in short, she felt that the pain in her lower abdomen finally began to slowly subside, she slowly stood up, stuffed the hot water bottle onto the bed, and then turned around and went to the bathroom to wash.

For the first time in a month, Ling Xiao went to bed early, temporarily forgetting about his heavy homework and all the stress, and fell asleep peacefully in the warmth with a hot water bottle.

The arrival of the menstrual period made Ling Xiao not wake up early in the morning for the first time.

When I got up, it was almost nine o'clock - Ye Lin had already gone to work, and the house was empty except for her.

But fortunately, after drinking the medicine and sleeping well, the abdominal pain finally completely dissipated, but the whole person is still a little lazy. Ling Xiao didn't bother to go out to buy breakfast, got up and went to the kitchen after washing, and was about to open the refrigerator to find out if there was anything to eat, but happened to see a note posted on the refrigerator.

"There was breakfast on the table, drink plenty of hot water. The insulated bucket does not need to be washed. ”

In the eyes of an expert like Ling Xiao, handwriting seems to have many deficiencies, but in today's era, it is already enough to be regarded as a good handwriting - the pen is sharp and straight.

Ling Xiao took off the note, returned to the dining table, and immediately saw the thermos bucket and thermos pot next to each other on the table.

Putting the notes aside on the table, Ling Xiao unscrewed the lid of the thermos bucket, and immediately smelled a sweet fragrance. She looked down and saw that the soft and glutinous white porridge was embedded with plump red dates, the heat was steaming and there was a misty water vapor, and the fragrance of the dates mixed with rice fragrance jumped into the nose, which looked extremely attractive.

Ling Xiao was stunned and opened the thermos pot on the side - it was full of hot tea, with a sweetness slightly similar to red date porridge.

Ling Xiao looked down at the dark red soup of the tea, and then lowered his head and smelled it—red dates, ginger, brown sugar......

She is extremely good at medicine, and she can easily distinguish every ingredient inside.

The girl in pajamas was stunned, sat down silently, and ate a bowl of red date porridge seriously with a thermos bucket, and then really didn't wash it, just cleaned up the table slightly, put the thermos bucket into the water desk calendar, and turned back to pour a glass of brown sugar water.

Ling Xiao returned to the room with the cup in his hand, looking down at his pen with an inexplicable expression...... Some trance.

……

Ling Xiao hadn't stayed up all night for several days - since Ye Lin went to grab the medicine for himself that day and came back, the whole life seemed to have changed. From that day on, every night at ten o'clock, Ye Lin would knock on his door, and seeing that he was still reading a book and doing a question, he would immediately close his book without saying anything, and undoubtedly asked himself to wash and rest.

Ling Xiao is actually the most unwilling to be swayed by others, not to mention that with the world-apart force value gap between her and Ye Lin, Ye Lin's "intimidation" actually has no effect on her at all. But this time, she didn't express any dissatisfaction for the first time, and even except for the hesitation at the beginning, she was always well-behaved to Ye Lin's surprise.

Maybe it's because ...... This kind of Ye Lin made her feel that her "poisoned" nonsense was too excessive and guilty, or maybe it was because he reminded her of her former senior brother.

She has been practicing martial arts since she was a child, even in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, which is full of talents, she is a rare talent, coupled with hard work, her martial arts are almost a thousand miles away. So her health has always been excellent, and she never felt bothered at all in those days. Until the outbreak of war - repeated injuries and illnesses, months of hunger, years of fatigue and exhaustion...... I don't know when it started, this time of every month, it became the most painful torture for her.

The senior brother, who has always been gentle and good-tempered, sank his face for the first time, and without saying a word, he hurried to rest and quietly put the little dry food he had left into her package......

Later, the senior brother finally died in battle—she could no longer remember how many of her classmates had fallen on the battlefield one by one. Her pen was also destroyed in that great battle - she couldn't bring back her brother, only her brother's pen back, and it has been her own sword ever since.

This pen, called "Lonely Heart Pen", has an inscription carved by the senior brother himself on the body of the pen - wild grass under the moon, thousands of years of loneliness; People and ghosts are not ghosts, two souls and one soul.

Now it seems that it is a bit like a proverb for her.

……

This weekend, Ye Lin didn't go home and stayed in the apartment to rest, but Ling Xiao went out alone.

When he arrived at Linquan Pavilion, Yan Kuang had already prepared a qiē and waited for a long time. Seeing her enter the door, he immediately took her into the inner room and took out the contract straight to the point.

Ling Xiaozai looked at it carefully, and saw that all the matters that the two talked about last time had been clearly written in black and white. Obviously, this person is still very sincere about this business, and there is no ambiguity, ambiguity, or loopholes in the terms. Ling Xiao nodded with satisfaction, and stretched out his hand to signal him to take a pen to sign.

Yan Kuang handed over a fountain pen, but he suddenly took it back without waiting for Ling Xiao to take it.

Ling Xiao frowned slightly and looked up at him.

"I suddenly remembered something," Yan Kuang looked her up and down for a while, his expression slightly tangled, "How old are you this year?" To be one year old. ”

"Sixteen," Seeing that the other party's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he seemed to be vaguely annoyed and embarrassed, Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, "What's the problem?" ”

"It's a big problem." Yan Kuang nodded, and smiled a little helplessly, "It's also that I'm not good, I forgot to ask you last time." If you are still a minor at the age of sixteen, the contract you sign is not necessarily valid. ”

After all, Ling Xiao had only been here for a month, and most of the time he was busy reading and studying, and he hadn't had time to set foot in the current law at all.

"I don't understand, can you be specific?"

Yan Kuang nodded: "That's the case, you are sixteen years old this year - you belong to a minor, you should still be studying, right?" If you don't work to support yourself, even if you are a person with limited civil capacity, the contract can only be valid if you get the recognition of your legal representative, that is, your guardian. ”

His guardian - is Ye Lin? Ling Xiao's brows furrowed even tighter, and he asked to confirm: "Is there any other way?" ”

"Theoretically speaking, if you sign a contract that is equivalent to your age and mind, or a contract that you make a profit, you can recognize it as a valid contract without the need for a guardian's posthumous recognition. But how it is considered to be equivalent to age and mentality, this is actually difficult to say. If there is no guardian to recognize, then in case any of us regret it in the future, it is difficult to say whether this contract is valid or not......" Yan Kuang said and paused slightly, glanced at her before saying, "I really want to do this business with you, or else, let your guardian sign it?" ”

"No need." Ling Xiao didn't hesitate for long, and quickly shook her head to veto it - she had never liked to be interfered with in her decisions, let alone ...... She didn't know why there was always an intuition that Ye Lin wouldn't agree to, and she wouldn't be happy to see it.

"Sign the contract, I'm old enough and mentally old enough to sign this contract." Ling Xiao said, without hesitation, he wrote his name in the signature column, and then said lightly, "I hope that no matter which one of us is, we can keep our promises and abide by the contract." ”

She said lightly, and naturally stretched out her hand—there was a small plate in her hand, which was the walnuts that Yan Kuang had brought her to make snacks for when she first came. She pinched one indifferently, and then casually pinched it in Yan Kuang's almost dull gaze.

In the blink of an eye, when he let go of his hand, the hard walnuts were completely gone, and only a handful of fine powder fell from the little girl's beautiful fingers.