Ling Li was in the time when the six gods were without a master, and there was a sudden movement on the side of the door.

It was the sound of a key stabbing into the keyhole, and then, with a soft click of the cylinder, the door was pushed open.

Ling Li no longer had the ability to think, and watched the door open in a daze, watched Nan Zhiyi come in from outside the door, and watched him take off the slippers that were stained with mud and water on his feet. Then, looking up at her, he walked barefoot into the living room.

On the floor tiles, a string of his shallow footprints was left.

In the past, Ling Li had already begun to complain, but at this time, she only felt that the footprints were so cute.

He looked like he was getting a little rain, staining his shoes and soiling the floor.

Nothing matters, he's back, that's good.

She stood still, watching him walk away, and after more than ten seconds, she saw him walk back, and with a wave of her hand, her eyes suddenly went dark.

Nan Zhiyi put a bath towel on Ling Li's head and patted her on the top of the head twice: "You didn't bring an umbrella today, stupid, it's raining so hard outside." ”

After saying that, he lowered his eyes to see her next move, wondering whether she was stumbling to relieve herself, or hurriedly began to wipe her hair.

But he didn't expect Ling Li to move.

He was a little strange, tapped the top of her head through the bath towel, and raised the corners of his mouth: "Pretending to be dead?" ”

Someone, whose head was covered by a bath towel, finally shook his head slightly.

Nan Zhiyi's eyes moved slightly, and he raised his hand to rub her hair through the bath towel: "What's wrong?" Stupid in the rain? ”

She shook her head again.

Nan Zhiyi's ears moved, and he seemed to be aware of the very slight sobbing sound hidden under the bath towel.

Suddenly nervous, he hurriedly lifted the tightly covered bath towel.

Sure enough, what I saw was a messy wet method, a pale little face, and reddish eye circles.

Nan Zhiyi didn't know why she was crying, and asked hurriedly, "What's wrong with you?" ”

The nervous emotions just now dissipated, and for a moment, her mind was overwhelmingly afraid.

In the next second, she couldn't control her emotions and pounced on Nan Zhiyi, hugging him tightly.

was hit by her movements, his heart hurt slightly, he was still stunned, and asked, "Fan Mei, what's wrong?" ”

She choked up, couldn't speak at all, and spoke in a nasal voice for a while: "I opened the door just now, I thought you were gone, I found upstairs and downstairs, there was no one, I'm afraid ......"

After only half a sentence, I couldn't go on.

The next second, he felt as if some liquid had soaked into his shirt through his shirt.

Not the rain in her hair, but a slightly warm drop.

What it is, it goes without saying.

In just a moment, Nan Zhiyi understood what she was worried about.

"Fool, how could I not see?" He smiled faintly, and fell to the ground for her hanging heart, "I just went downstairs to get something." ”

I only felt her arm around his waist tighten a little, and her muffled voice was in her ear: "I can't find you." ”

A few seconds later, he sighed, quietly put down his left hand, and finally put his right hand on her head, and whispered: "I promise you, never turn off your phone again, just call me, okay?" ”

His gentle and deep voice made her slowly recover from the panic that had just poured into the sky.

The faint warmth in my heart spread to my fingertips, and my cold hand just now finally felt a little bit.

Ling Li nodded, but she didn't want to let go.

She knew that she was crying, and she also knew that it was ugly to cry, and now she was unwilling to use this face to face Nan Zhiyi.

Tear after tear soaked through his shirt and touched his skin, which should have been cool, but he always felt that it was scorching.

Time seemed to stand still, and neither of them spoke again, except for the sound of rain and wind coming to their ears from the half-open floor-to-ceiling windows.

After a while, it was her mobile phone that received a ringtone similar to a wind chime pushed by the APP, which broke the silence.

Ling Li raised his head, let go of him, and took a few steps back with some surprise.

"Are you feeling better?" He asked her.

Ling Li nodded lightly, lowered her eyes and didn't dare to look at him, only felt that from her ears to her cheeks, she was so red that she was about to burn, and her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

Nan Zhiyi didn't seem to be any different, picked up a bath towel and wiped her hair, and couldn't stop chuckling: "I always feel that I'm taking care of a dog." ”

Ling Li put away some scattered emotions, and pretended to look up at him calmly: "Who takes care of whom, you make it clear to me." ”

An oolong, Ling Libai was worried and almost frightened herself, and later learned that Nanzhiyi went downstairs to get the express, and Lu Peng took Mi Li and Guli to Nanxi - it was the moulting season again, and he took the two hairy children outside to let go out to help the moon spend the peak period of moulting by the way, lest Ling Li be too tired and couldn't clean up.

"You have to take care of me, and you have to take care of two dogs, after all, I am still a little human, and I can't exploit slaves to death." Nan Zhiyi explained like this, so angry that Ling Li wanted to give him a punch.

The two of them, who were drenched in the rain, took a shower separately, changed into clean and comfortable clothes, and went back to their rooms to make up for sleep.

When Ling Li woke up, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

The rain had stopped, the sun was peeking through the thick clouds, the cool wind was blowing the curtains, and in the kitchen, the ingredients she had put in the clay pot before going to bed were boiling and bubbling with aroma.

It was a small pot of fish maw chicken soup. Since Ling Li unexpectedly succeeded in making this dish for the first time, Nan Zhiyi has wanted to eat this every once in a while.

This also seems to be a dish that is very suitable for Ling Li. There is no need to put ingredients in the soup, and it is easy to do things such as flying water to remove blood foam, and the most critical soaking of fish maw does not require too much skill, only patience and meticulousness.

Everything was quiet and beautiful, as if the silhouette and sound that frightened her in the morning had never appeared.

She didn't tell Nan Zhiyi that Qian Yang seemed to have appeared—until this moment, she couldn't be sure if what she had seen and heard was true, or if it was a hallucination caused by fatigue and nervousness.

Nan Zhiyi had a good appetite, not only did he eat a lot for lunch, but before six o'clock, he began to shout that he was hungry again.

made a phone call to urge his uncle to deliver food earlier, Ling Li helped Nan Zhiyi spread out the book and computer, and was about to go back to the room, but was stopped by Nan Zhiyi.

He didn't know where to take out a box, pushed it to her, and said, "Happy birthday." ”

Ling Li was stunned.

Nan Zhiyi had an expression of "sure enough" and said with a smile: "I knew it." Silly girl, it's your birthday today. ”

I recalled the date and realized that I had forgotten my birthday.

Suddenly she remembered the bead that Zhu Jinchuan gave her in the morning.

Mo Fei, it was also a birthday present, but she forgot the day, and he didn't mention it.

However, before she had time to think about the gift, her attention was drawn to the small box in front of her.

Nan Zhiyi, a person who is incompatible with mainstream society, what will she give her?

Softly thanking, she couldn't wait to pick up the box, open it, and look at the pair of studs lying on the black velvet, slightly startled.

The material is neither gold nor silver, not any kind of metal or gemstone she is familiar with, but the color and brightness of the earrings make her feel a little familiar.

"It's beautiful," she curled the corners of her mouth, "I love it." ”

"I knew you'd like it," he said a little smugly, "it's teatrane, and it's a color that's a lot like the color of your eyes." There are very few natural tea crystals, and I found them only by asking for them. ”

Ling Li just wanted to thank him again, but Nan Zhiyi pursed the corners of his mouth again: "Also, natural tea crystal is radiant, I can easily find a way to get rid of it, now that you wear it, it is safe, don't be afraid." ”

Ling Li was stunned, and suddenly remembered the book he had always held a few days ago, and suddenly realized.

It turned out that the book he had read before, which had nothing to do with his major, was looking for a way to remove the radiation from gemstones.

Ling Li closed the box, held it in the palm of her hand, and said, "Thank you, Teacher Nan, this is a very precious gift. ”

Nan Zhiyi smiled and said softly: "It's good if you like it." ”

Then he picked up a piece of paper and rolled it into a tube, looked at her with one end, and winked narrowly: "Interview, may I ask how it feels to be a year older, is it a little broken?" ”

Ling Li was expressionless: "It's okay, it's not as good as someone, and it shouldn't be confused in a few years." ”

Nan Zhiyi just wanted to talk back, but she pinched the box and ran away quickly, listening to him slap the table angrily behind her back, and didn't dare to look back.

I'm afraid that in the next second, he will be able to find himself with an unusual blush and heartbeat.

Ling Li forgot his birthday, but Zhang Shouzhen did.

The dishes for dinner were not only those ordered by Ling Li, but also a bowl of family photos. This is also a tradition of the Zhang family. Whether it was at my uncle's house, or when the whole family of the Ling family was in the past, every time someone had a birthday, there was such a dish on the table.

In the days when things weren't abundant, this dish of chicken, ham, bamboo shoots, squid, sea cucumber and shrimp was a big dish, and now life is much better, but the tradition remains.

Nan Zhiyi listened to the origin of this dish and smiled: "Then I gave a gift, but I have to eat it first." ”

Ling Li didn't speak, but only pushed the big bowl in front of him to make it easier for him to pick up the vegetables.

The arm injury has not used chopsticks for a long time, and his hands that are not too dexterous are still recovering, plus the smooth and glutinous soup of the family photo, I am afraid that it is not so easy to get into the bowl.

Sure enough, Nanzhiyi's first chopsticks failed.

Ling Li pursed his lips, picked up the quail egg that had escaped from his chopsticks just now, put it in his bowl, and said, "If your hands are stiff, you can fork them up with chopsticks, and then you can eat it." ”

"That's not good, eating is such a sacred thing, it can't be without principles." He said casually with his head down, focused on continuing to fight the quail eggs.

Seeing Nan Zhiyi's willing appearance, she bit her lip, with a slight uneasiness, and asked tentatively: "I heard Taoxing say that you want to go back to the imperial capital, is it true?" ”

Nan Zhiyi's expression did not change, but the quail eggs that had just been picked up with a lot of effort fell back into the bowl.

After that, he gave up the entanglement with the chopsticks, raised his eyes and smiled faintly: "I originally wanted to go back before September, but now I am injured, so I have to raise it first." ”

Ling Li's heart sank, and she forced a smile: "Then you, when will you leave?" ”

He tilted his head as if thinking about Ling Li's question.

"Wait until you can put on long sleeves, so as not to scare others." After a while, Nan Zhiyi said, "I heard that the weather in the imperial capital this year is very hot, and the weather in September is still more than 30 degrees, and it has failed to enter autumn several times in a row. ”

"Oh." Ling Li simply replied with a word, lowered her head and began to eat, but the food in her mouth was no longer tasteful.

Late at night, Ling Li wore a cardigan, sat at the desk and kept a diary, holding the pen with great strength, and every stroke on the paper left deep traces.

At dinner, because of the depression of learning that Nan Zhiyi was leaving, she had eased up at this time, and she was thinking about more important things.

It's not just the thrill in the rain today, these days, she can always feel the prying eyes behind her.

The feeling of a wild beast lurking around you, like a shadow, can't get rid of it.

Qian Yang was able to poison her family of four when she was twelve years old, she could not change her face when she was questioned by the police nine years ago, she could hide herself in front of everyone, she could deal with her without moving her face when the circumstances of the case changed, and she could not hesitate to do it to Zhong Zhuowen.

Even, when he was wanted by the police, he had the courage to follow him from afar.

If he was really plotting a revenge, how would she avoid it?

Ling Li is almost certain that most of the secret room at the time of Officer Zhou's death is related to Qian Yang, but it has not been solved yet, and the clues that can be found so far are nothing more than Qian Yang's figure in the monitoring of the community.

I only know that he entered as a courier, but I don't know how he managed to escape from the secret room without any trace.

Zhong Zhuowen, the only one who may know the answer, is still lying quietly in bed, unable to sleep.

She couldn't predict what he would do, and the fear she had when she suddenly noticed Nan Zhiyi when she disappeared in the morning can still be recalled clearly.

She was reluctant not to see him, but she was even more afraid that she would never see him again. Therefore, it is undoubtedly the best choice for him to go back to the imperial capital, to go back to his parents and teachers, and to the environment where he has lived for more than ten years.

Familiar, safe, far away, plus the checkpoint of checking the ID card at any time, it is unrealistic for Qian Yang to go to the imperial capital to do something to Nanzhiyi.

After thinking everything through, she let out a long sigh, a relieved smile on her lips.

Then he got up and pushed open the window, but he was instantly invaded by the coolness outside the window, and he couldn't help but shiver.

It's already September, and it's still a little hot during the day, and it's as cool as water at night.

Nan Zhiyi said that he would leave when he could wear long sleeves, and the remaining date was probably less than twenty days.

There were only twenty days left, and she didn't have to worry about him anymore.

The ceiling lamp on the ceiling, probably because of the use of a long time, has begun to dim the light, listen carefully, there is still a slight sound of electricity.

"Buy more energy-saving lamps and replace them." She muttered to herself, raising her hand and brushing her fingertips over the pair of studs on her earlobes.

It was a gift he had given her on purpose, not only to find a crystal of the same color as her eyes, but also to do a lot of work to remove the radiation from it.

He never thought he could do such a thing for himself, and he had never received such a precious and special gift.

Ling Li smiled lightly, but couldn't help the astringency in the corners of her eyes.

Since they are passers-by in each other's lives, when they have to let go, they should cherish the last moments.