This small pot of green grass, although lush but the most ordinary plant, made Ling Li stunned for a long time. And the ripples in my heart, I don't know if it's because of the emotion brought by his unintentional gentleness, or the sourness that he doesn't know where he goes.

These days, the images are vivid, Nan Zhiyi's inadvertent concern, when the car skidded on a rainy day, he deviated from his instinct and wanted to crash his side into the high-speed barrier, and reached out to him again and again.

He had used his thin and thin body more than once to protect her behind him.

When she is disheartened, he will appear, not to say shelter from the wind and rain, but it can save her from exposing her vulnerability to the world, not letting others see her red and swollen eyes crying, and allowing her to hide behind him and quietly catch her breath.

And he simply seemed to be instinctively protecting again and again, making her feel that she was not alone.

He has never told her any profound truths, nor has he ever had any experience of talking about ideals from the bottom of his heart, but she is sure that he understands her.

Whereas...... 's movements, a sentence can say the emotions she can't speak. Isn't this a tacit understanding?

Thinking of the two of them closing the distance again and again, remembering the feeling of his slightly cool fingertips touching her skin, I only felt that a heart was beating wildly uncontrollably, and the sprouts that seemed to have withered in the heart field began to come back to life like irrigated poplar branches and nectar, with a trace of tender green, struggling to emerge from the ground.

If she first realized that she had feelings for Nan Zhiyi, she was still a little timid, and hesitated for a while between patiently waiting for his gradual approach and her brave confession.

After a few days of hot and cold, far and near, Ling Li realized at this moment.

I used to feel that it was the most painful to ask but not be able to be, but now I find that the most painful thing is that even the desire to "ask" has gradually been consumed.

Once something as unreasonable as feelings emerges, no matter how depressed and rational she is, even if Nan Zhiyi gives her hope again and again and destroys it again and again, the little shoots will quickly grow into a forest that covers the sky and the sun in his inadvertent smile.

It seems to be a little unproductive, but she just wants to, she just wants to reach out and touch his back, even if she can't catch it, even if it's empty.

But what exactly is Nanzhiyi thinking?

He twice focused on wiping away her tears, a move that almost certainly came naturally from her instinct.

The first time she had such a move was in Qiongzhou, but that time because of the suddenness of the incident, she was also dizzy from the sun and was about to suffer from heat stroke, and she couldn't recall his expression.

But that time in Nanxi, he was so close and so natural, Ling Li could see it clearly.

The tenderness and concern rippling in her eyes were definitely not her delusions. Although the momentary tenderness faded quickly, she could still find the clue in his somewhat stiff movements.

He wasn't unsympathetic to her, at least he didn't hate her, or maybe something special.

Ling Li had the urge to cut open his head to see what was inside.

Is he really like Lu Xiaoxiao said, doesn't have that string in his head? Or is he running away from something so he turns a blind eye to her?

It's not an illusion of anticipation, absolutely not.

Could it be that he is running away from something? What has become of this? Is she out of place, or is Wei Wei's return too coincidental? All this, is Wei Wei sandwiched between the two of them, or is she sandwiched between the two of them?

She didn't want to be consumed in this ordeal, but if she wanted to go back to the afternoon when Nan Zhiyi returned, as if there was no Wei Wei to show up to confess to him, Ling Li asked herself, she didn't seem to be able to do it.

"Alas!" She leaned on the balcony and was worried, and there was a hint of impulse in her heart to have a showdown with Wei Wei and talk about it.

I thought about it all night, and I couldn't sleep at night.

In the morning, Ling Li brushed her teeth listlessly with dark circles under her eyes, and caught a glimpse of mint in the mirror in the corner of the living room from the mirror in half a dream.

Mint was in danger, she didn't think about it for a while, she rushed to the door of 1801 in her pajamas and hugged the basin, and hurriedly pressed the doorbell.

Nan Zhiyi opened the door quickly, but looking at his sluggish appearance, it seemed that he hadn't slept all night.

"What's wrong?" He yawned against the chicken coop, and then crossed his eyes and had a very unfriendly attitude: "When I don't get enough sleep, my emotional control center will go wrong, maybe I will beat people!" ”

Accustomed to his moodiness, Ling Li completely ignored his threatening words, held the wilting mint in his hand, and said aggrievedly: "What mint did you give?" How did you die overnight? ”

Nan Zhiyi looked at the pot of spiritless mint, and squinted at Ling Li again.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed the corner of her mouth, and then rubbed his finger on the pair on Ling Li's shoulder, his face full of disgust: "What the hell, the toothpaste bubbles are still coming to knock on the door?" Are you a cicada? Need to spit bubbles to cover yourself? ”

On the balcony, Nan Zhiyi checked the situation of mint, and Ling Li, who changed into daily clothes, sat on the sofa and secretly said on her mobile phone where the Baidu cicada is sacred.

He has placed one plant and animal after another on his body, and there are so many names that he can't count.

So she decided to keep in mind every joke he made from now on, and find loopholes for him to scold back, such as the unspeakable counterattack of Cordyceps sinensis and summer insects.

Even if you can't find a loophole, you can't fight bravely, right? With the weak chicken attribute that he doesn't have much strength in his hands, he can be subdued.

Ling Li squeezed his fist at his back, YY that he would be able to beat Nan Zhiyi one day and kneel down and beg for mercy, the corners of his mouth hooked up a slight arc.

Nan Zhiyi seemed to sense the ill-intentioned eyes behind him, and as soon as he turned his head, he glanced at her strange expression, twisted his brows and said: "You have a smiling expression, so stupid, stupid, stupid roe deer." ”

Ling Li came back to her senses and quickly rubbed her face, driving away her honey expression, silently ruthless in her heart, let's wait and see, and smiled bitterly after a few seconds, whether there is a future is really unknown, what is she thinking about here!

Nan Zhiyi chatted with Mint to be good friends, and the two dogs ran to hold her hand flatteringly, and Ling Li realized that it seemed that the house was quite tidy.

Moreover, in addition to Nanzhiyi and Mi Li Guli, there seems to be one less person.

"Where's Wei Wei?" She looked around, except for the dog hair flying all over the sky and a little messy, there was indeed no trace of Wei Wei's existence here.

Nan Zhiyi didn't raise his head, and said casually: "I've been walking for a few days, and it seems that I have gone back to the imperial capital." If you look for her, call your phone directly, she is now in sight, don't come to ask me. ”

This answer was beyond Ling Li's expectations. There were still many traces of intimacy on Wei Wei's body that day, and in a blink of an eye, Nan Zhiyi was able to say this name without being salty or light, and he didn't have the consciousness of being a boyfriend at all.

Did they quarrel?

However, it is possible. In the past, their situation was a mystery, one moment he could travel hundreds of kilometers to come back to have a meal with Wei Wei, and the next time he kicked people out of the house, but most of the time it seemed lukewarm.

Ling Li thought about it for a while, and also pretended to say casually: "Aren't you together?" Also living together ......"

Before she finished speaking, Nan Zhiyi turned his face sideways to stare at her, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be twitching.

"Don't spread rumors!" There was vigilance in his eyes, "What kind of cohabitation, that's called parasitism." Also, I don't dare to ask for a fake woman like Gonggong Wei, let alone anything else, just the dozen or so brothers in her family can beat me to the point of breaking it down into amino acids. ”

In fact, such an answer seemed to make Ling Li happy, but it was completely inconsistent with what Wei Wei himself said.

Ling Li blinked suspiciously, and wanted to ask a few more words, but saw that Nan Zhiyi's attention was focused on the plants again, and he was reluctant to ask.

But as soon as she thought of Wei Wei, her thoughts couldn't help but diverge.

She remembered the scar, and remembered Wei Wei's appearance of smiling in tears and tears in her laughter when she got up with Nan Zhiyi that night, especially when Wei Wei also confessed to her about her past with Nan Zhiyi.

But she couldn't let go after all.

Feelings don't come first, it's not easy to find someone you really like, if you give up without trying, I'm afraid that when you really don't have a chance, you will regret it to death.

Thinking of this, Ling Li finally decided to take such a small step.

She tentatively began to ask about the past: "You went to Italy seven years ago? ”

Nan Zhiyi hooked his head to see what was wrong with the mint, and replied casually: "I don't know, I went to Italy to exchange and study when I was young, it seems like a long time ago." ”

Ling Li stabilized his mind and continued to ask cautiously, "Then you have been to Naples before?" ”

His fingers were still in the dirt, as if to test the wetness of the soil, and he replied absentmindedly: "I have walked a lot of places, and I don't remember when I was in which city." ”

After speaking, he raised his head and said to Ling Li about mint: "This is the reason why you haven't served the pot yet, you watered too much last night, don't water it now and don't bask in the sun, it should be fine in a few days." ”

"Oh." Ling Li replied, and immediately asked again: "Do you remember when you went to Naples?" ”

"Why do you keep asking Naples?" Nan Zhiyi was a little dissatisfied: "Stupid person who said mint!" If you raise basil, you can associate it with Italy. ”

Ling Li was a little dissatisfied with his title and was about to return the favor, but Nan Zhiyi looked at her a few times with some unease, and immediately took the mint back into his arms, and the expression of the calf protector appeared: "No, this child can't be handed over to you now, I'll give it to you when I'm good for a few days." ”

"Oh." Ling Li nodded in agreement.

It's okay to put it here in Nanzhiyi, she basically belongs to the attribute of raising what to die or something, cactus and tiger pill can be raised to death, the only cactus that has been with her for many years, one day she accidentally knocked over the flower pot and found that it was a fake.

Seeing that Ling Li was still self-aware and upright, Nan Zhiyi was in a good mood and finally paid attention to the question she had been asking just now; "What does Napoli, you ask? Want to go over there? ”

Ling Li thought in her heart, but naturally she didn't dare to say this sentence, so she had to look down at her toes, and the question she wanted to ask was still not asked after all.

But I already made up my mind.

It's ridiculous to say that what made her decide to give it a go was just a small pot of mint.

However, she can check the flower language of the representative of mint.

Compared with the plain appearance of mint, the flower language of mint can be romantic.

Love that never dies.

Although he knew that Nan Zhiyi didn't mean that at all, Ling Li couldn't help but snicker. Since he gave this mint, let it be his first gift to her!

Completely selectively ignoring the mint in her hand, in fact, she bought catnip on the side of the road in exchange.