CHAPTER XLVI

Valentine’s Day

In fact, Ling Xiao didn't do anything ruthlessly, and the medicine he used didn't cause any other damage to his body except that he couldn't be humane; The effect of the drug is not permanent, it will only last for two to three years, and the specific time will vary slightly depending on the person's constitution.

-- No one has the right to judge anyone alone, and in the end, everything should still be punished by law.

There has never been an impermeable wall in this world, and when the news of the Qiu family came faintly, Ye Lin immediately knew that this must be the end of the matter. Ling Xiao went to Qin Yao's house and told her that the matter had been resolved and that she could settle down temporarily.

When she arrived, Qin Yao was painting, and Ling Xiao looked at the easel she had set up, slightly surprised.

"I've been learning to paint since I was a child, and I used to want to go to the Academy of Fine Arts and open a studio in the future," Qin Yao seemed to see her surprise, and explained with a smile, but when she said this, she seemed to have some regret and blew her eyes slightly, "But my family felt that the road of art was not easy to follow, and I still studied finance later." ”

She was born beautiful, and there was a slight sadness between her eyebrows, which made Ling Xiao, who was even a girl, feel a little distressed. It's just that although she has some regrets, she doesn't seem to complain at all, and it seems that she is just calmly stating her past experience. Ling Xiao didn't dwell on this not too pleasant topic, just smiled and nodded, and said softly:

"There should be nothing going on right now, but you live alone and look beautiful, so you must be more careful."

When Qin Yao nodded in response, she went to check the doors and windows again, and set up a few simple mechanisms in hidden places. After roughly explaining to Qin Yao, he successfully received a gentle and affectionate hug from Qin Da Mei, and then watched Qin Yao draw on the sofa on the side.

She paints oil paintings, which are too different from the calligraphy and painting that Ling Xiao studied, but there are many similarities. Ling Xiao didn't bother her, she nestled quietly on the sofa alone, holding her chin thoughtfully.

When I was leaving, I happened to meet Nie Zheng at the gate of the community. The tall man gave the little girl a serious New Year's greeting, and then bowed down and saluted in a proper manner—he was holding a disciple's salute.

Ling Xiao didn't stop it, but took a step back and turned sideways slightly, avoiding half of it, which was only half a salute.

Nie Zheng was not surprised by this - Ling Xiao had told him early in the morning that her kung fu was known for her acupuncture points and pulse interception, chic and elegant, and her medical skills and calligraphy were complementary and indispensable to martial arts, which was not suitable for him to practice. So all along, she has just been talking to him, or to put it bluntly, beating him unilaterally. But he did learn too much from his encounter with her, and it was one thing for her to be willing to accept this gift, but he must be grateful.

The tall man looked as usual and finished saluting the little girl seriously, Ling Xiao stretched out his hand to help him, and waited until he stood up straight again, then smiled: "The matter I asked you to help before has been solved, thank you." ”

Nie Zheng seemed to be slightly stunned when he heard this, and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but after a while, he still closed his mouth and said "oh".

His appearance of wanting to speak and stopping looked a little strange, but Ling Xiao didn't have the temperament to dig into the problem and inquire into private matters, and he didn't ask questions at the moment, just left a sentence of "contact at any time if there is something" and then waved goodbye to him.

The Spring Festival holiday has ended, but Ye Lin, who is unemployed, has begun to go out early and return late, busy with his friends to start a business. Ling Xiao's winter vacation has not ended, Ye Lin is busy, and she is not idle, except for doing homework, she is taking advantage of the holiday to bury herself in the piano.

During this period, Yan Kuang called and said that there was news about the results of the "Future Cup", although the final results would not be announced in a few days, but her first prize was already a certainty and did not run. Ling Xiao nodded when he heard this, and was not surprised that he knew the result in advance - Yan Kuang's business can reach the point where it is now, and his ability is certain, but it is also indispensable to have connections, or in other words, even if he was alone at the beginning, by now, there are always connections that he should have.

"By the way, do you know Zhang Qian?" After Yan Kuang finished reporting the good news, he seemed to remember something again, and quickly asked, "He has a high opinion of you." ”

He has a slight relationship with Zhang Lao, and seeing that Zhang Lao is also one of the judges of the Future Cup this time, he wants to ask him to publicly comment a few words, so as to use his status in the calligraphy world to praise Ling Xiao. But although Zhang Lao is gentle, he is very principled and light-hearted, and he is ready for a difficult task, but he thought that this time he just opened his mouth, and the other party agreed.

Ling Xiao didn't have anything to hide, so he immediately told a rough story about the art festival.

"That couldn't be better, things went more smoothly than expected." Yan Kuang was very satisfied with this, and there was already some eagerness in his tone, "When the results of the Future Cup are announced, I will start publicizing." Oh yes, you remember to register a Weibo these days, just post your usual daily life, or what you like to post, and I'll give you a certification when the time comes, and the network platform has to make good use of it. ”

Ling Xiao is not very familiar with these social platforms, so after answering, he still asked Ye Lin to help and registered a Weibo account. Ling Xiao was too lazy to take a screen name, so he simply used "Wanhua Lingxiao" as his Weibo name, and the avatar was his own seal - just these four words.

Yan Kuang said that she should "post some daily life, and post whatever she likes", and she took a few photos every three or five days and released them, sometimes it was the words she had just written, the paintings she had finished, and sometimes the guqin that she had cut half of and had roughly formed.

Ye Lin, who has always been interested in Weibo, suddenly became interested in Weibo again, and Ling Xiao's Weibo has his likes under it.

Ling Xiao didn't poke it, but occasionally smiled and looked at the likes under his Weibo.

The winter break is not long, and it will be a new semester in a few days. The classmates knew that Ling Xiao had opened Weibo, and they strongly asked to have fans with the male god, and Ling Xiao's originally somewhat deserted Weibo finally began to be lively, and every time he sent a photo, there were a large group of idiots "lick and lick!" ”。

Campus life is always about learning day after day, and there is nothing too new about it. Approaching the third year of high school, the students worked harder and harder, but such a good learning atmosphere did not seem to last long - on Wednesday of the second week of the new semester, Ling Xiao was keenly aware that everyone seemed to be a little unsettled and ready to move on this day.

But there were no exams or activities on this day, and everything was so ordinary that there was no difference between normal and normal, and Ling Xiao couldn't see anything special.

At noon, Ling Xiao and Shen Qing returned to the classroom after eating lunch together, and saw the little girl rummaging in the belly of her desk for a while, and then found a small box with exquisite packaging and reached out to hand it over.

Ling Xiao didn't say anything polite to her, but after studying it carefully for a while, her expression was slightly puzzled: "Chocolate? ”

The little girl nodded violently: "For you." ”

Ling Xiao: "Huh? With a sigh, the tail note rose slightly, with a hint of inquiry.

Shen Qing's apricot eyes widened and sparkled: "Valentine's Day gift." ”

Ling Xiao's expression was rare and a little dazed.

Shen Qing didn't mind, and crossed his fingers to explain Valentine's Day to her completely. It just so happened that Qin Xiaolan at the front table had just come back from lunch with a few girls, and they were already familiar with Ling Xiao now, and they didn't see anyone else, so they immediately gathered around and asked her expectantly:

"Male god, do you still lack a girlfriend? The kind that can spend Valentine's Day together! ”

After speaking, someone glanced at Shen Qing again, puffing out his cheeks and puffing out his remorse: "I'm so stupid, I forgot to bring chocolate!" ”

Shen Qing was so proud that he couldn't do it, holding Ling Xiao's arm and raising his head to show off to them: "You guys stay away from my male ticket, I am the only one in the male god's heart!" ”

- Shen Qing was the first to know Ling Xiao, and he was also the best with her, and the status of the "main palace" was unshakable.

"The position of the main palace is all yours, you are not satisfied, and you are too greedy!" Someone sighed faintly, "How can you restrain the male god alone!" ”

A few girls seemed to have entered the play all of a sudden, laughing and laughing with interest, but Ling Xiao, the person who was "fighting", suddenly had no one to take care of and was idle. Ling Xiao shook his head with a little headache, he couldn't laugh or cry.

When school was out in the evening, Ling Xiao saw Ye Lin who was waiting at the school gate. She was slightly surprised at first, but soon realized something, and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, but she didn't say anything, only didn't know what to do.

"Shall you go home for dinner?" Ye Lin asked her, looking a little apprehensive - he went out early and returned late these days, so busy that he couldn't even remember the days, until he was reminded by a friend the day before yesterday, he suddenly realized that today was Valentine's Day, but if he wanted to make a reservation, all the restaurants were full without accident, and he could only go home to eat.

Does Ling Xiao know what day it is? Wouldn't she be upset if she only ate it at home?

Even if he knew that Ling Xiao was not a person who minded these things, Ye Ershao, who was in love for the first time, still couldn't help but be full of apprehension.

Ling Xiao just nodded as usual, as if he didn't know anything.

When he got home, Ling Xiao went back to his room to do his homework as usual, and Ye Lin was cooking in the kitchen - in fact, Ye Lin often came back late late, and the two hadn't had dinner together for many days.

At seven o'clock, Ye Lin knocked on the door and came in and called her to eat.

Ling Xiao washed her hands and came out, but saw that the dining table was empty, she paused slightly, and quickly turned her head to look at the balcony - the smell of wine mixed with flowers came from that direction.

Then she saw a small table on the balcony, with a pair of cushions on opposite sides, a pot of wine in the middle of the table, and plates of side dishes around it.

Wine is good wine, but the mellow aroma of wine can still clearly penetrate into the breath when it is so far away; The side dishes are not very expensive, but the colors are refreshing and the presentation is exquisite, and it is obvious that a lot of work has been put into it.

Ye Lin had already dragged her to the balcony, bent down to pick up a large bouquet of roses, and reached out to hand her arms.

Ling Xiao subconsciously took the flower and looked up at him.

"Ahem......" The man coughed lightly, and Qingjun's face seemed to be slightly red, "Ling Xiao, Happy Valentine's Day." ”。