"Well, Mr. Zhang, please sit down......"

The veil on his face rippled in the air as Lin Zimo spoke, and then calmed down again.

Zhang Twelve saw that in addition to the only bed in the room, there was only another stool next to the table, no wonder the maid went out, if she was there, there would be no place to sit!

Thinking that the woman who used to be the most radiant in the Drunken Spring Building actually lived in such a humble mansion today, Zhang Twelve felt inexplicably sad.

Why can't she live better? If she wanted to, it would be easy, right?

Or is it that after she ransomed herself from the drunken spring building, there was not much silver left on her body?

If that is the case, and she has no source of income now, how will she live in the future?

It seems that I want to tell her tonight, if she really doesn't want to go to Lujia Restaurant to sing, why not take her to Jingzhou? The new restaurant is about to open, and if she sings in it, it is also a good means of promotion!

"Why doesn't Zhang Gongzi sit? Could it be that Zimo is too shabby here and refuses to sit? ”

When Zhang Twelve was in a daze, Lin Zimo's voice came faintly.

This made Zhang Twelve embarrassed, immediately sat down, and said with a smile: "What is Miss Lin talking about, Twelve was once born as a scholar, and you have also seen it with your own eyes, where is the kind of person who hates the poor and loves the rich, likes the new and hates the old?" ”

Hearing this, Lin Zimo laughed out loud, thinking that this was the person she knew, this feeling was so good!

"When does Zhang Gongzi plan to return to Jingzhou?"

"Tomorrow morning!"

"Early tomorrow morning? Is it so urgent? ”

Lin Zimo asked with some surprise.

"Jingzhou is far away, it's already mid-now, if you go late, if there is anything wrong on the road, I'm afraid that I can't go back before the year, so I choose to leave early."

Hearing Zhang Twelve's words, Lin Zimo let out an "oh", but there was obvious loneliness and disappointment on his face, which made people feel distressed......

Seeing this, Zhang Twelve took the opportunity to ask: "Miss Lin, I have also opened several restaurants in Jingzhou, and you also know the people in charge of the restaurants, namely Miss Qin and Miss Lu. If you are willing, you can go back to Jingzhou with me this time and go to the restaurant to play the piano and sing music, which can be regarded as a bit of a livelihood. ”

Lin Zimo listened, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, but he was quickly covered by the loss, and said faintly: "Singing in Liangzhou is singing, and going to Jingzhou is also singing, if Zimo really wants to sing, why go to the near and far?" Anyway, it's all duckweed, and it's the same for Zimo everywhere......"

The words were full of endless sadness, which made people feel pitiful, the veil on his face began to flutter again, Lin Zimo continued: "But I still have to thank Zhang Gongzi for his kindness, Zimo understands it." It's just that Zimo doesn't want to live the days of stroking the qin and singing anymore......"

"Don't play the piano and sing? Isn't that the fun of Miss Lin? ”

"Fun? Hehe......"

Hearing Zhang Twelve's words, as if he had heard some big joke, Lin Zimo laughed twice and said: "Where is the fun, it's just a means to make a living......

It seems that there are many sad stories about her, but Zhang Twelve doesn't know it.

"However, if you don't play the piano and sing songs, how will Miss Lin make a living in the future?"

Zhang Twelve asked the question in his heart.

"Zimo also saved some savings when he was in the drunken spring building, and he will be poorer in the future, and it will not be a problem to make a living."

At this time, Zhang Twelve understood why she was living so simply now, and she couldn't bear it, but she was helpless, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a small bowl on the windowsill, which seemed to have a black liquid in it, so she asked curiously: "Miss Lin, are you sick?" Why is there medicine here? ”

"Ahh......h

Lin Zimo was obviously a little flustered, and put his hand on his lower abdomen, and said after a while: "Zimo's complexion has not been very good recently, so I asked Mr. to prescribe a prescription to regulate qi and blood......

Hearing this, Zhang Twelve nodded, not doubting him.

…………

The proposal was rejected, and Zhang Twelve sat in the room feeling a little at a loss, not knowing what to talk to Lin Zimo.

It turned out that when they were in Liangzhou, the relationship between the two people was not very familiar, at least not to the point of talking about everything, and now that such a long time has passed, it is naturally a little embarrassing.

"Zhang Gongzi, will you go back to Liangzhou in the future?"

Lin Zimo suddenly asked.

"I guess so...... But it's not certain, there are some things, who can say for sure? ”

Lu Fujing and Chen Qiaoxi both went to Jingzhou, and he didn't have anything to worry about in Liangzhou, so as for whether he would come back in the future, he didn't dare to pack the ticket.

"Oh...... That's ......."

As if he was answering Zhang Twelve, and as if he was muttering to himself, Lin Zimo was silent for a while, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were firm, as if he had made some kind of decision, and he looked at Zhang Twelve with fiery eyes, which made Zhang Twelve a little shy......

I know I'm good-looking, but if you look at me like that, I'll be shy, okay?

But in the next scene, he was stunned!

I saw Lin Zimo raise his hand and put it at the place where the veil was tied next to his ear, and that appearance was clearly unveiling!

Zhang Twelve hurriedly stepped forward, pressed her hand, and said anxiously: "Miss Lin, no! ”

He couldn't help but be surprised, because he had heard it said a long time ago that Lin Zimo had always worn a veil and had never shown her true face, and she said that the face under the veil would only be revealed to her lover, although Zhang Twelve was also curious, what did Lin Zimo look like, was it as wonderful as her voice and figure?

But curiosity is curiosity, and he has to be responsible for it at a glance, he can't afford it!

In the few months since he came to Datang, many of his views in his previous life have changed, such as homicide and crime, such as monogamy......

He can now kill people without blinking, and he also recognizes the new concept that men should have three wives and four concubines, but opening a harem does not mean stallions!

He likes Lu Fujing and Chen Qiaoxi, that's because he understands them, and they also know him, so he accepts it! But like Lin Zimo, who had no emotional foundation before, if he was allowed to go directly, he wouldn't dare!

Lin Zimo glanced at Zhang Twelve, his eyes were a little complicated, and he couldn't guess what he was thinking, and said in a flat voice: "Zhang Gongzi, why did you stop me?" ”

"Miss Lin, you can't help it!"

He came out on the grounds of visiting the Guo family, and if he brought a girl back, what was the matter?

"Don't you want to see it?"

…………

"Don't you want to see it?"

This sentence seems to have some kind of magical power, and it has been lingering in Zhang Twelve's ears......

Do you want to see it?

The answer is yes!

But what do you want, he doesn't dare!

"Rest assured, you won't be held accountable for ......"

When she said this, Lin Zimo smiled, unable to tell whether she was happy or sad, but Zhang Twelve was hit by this sentence: Won't you let yourself be responsible?

Zhang Twelve thought about it, this is not credible in itself, especially if it is said by a woman, it is even more unbelievable!

He was about to stop it, but he didn't think that Lin Zimo's hand had already moved, and with a fierce force, the thin veil slowly fell from his face and fell directly to the ground......

Zhang Twelve didn't have time to care about the veil, because all his attention at the moment was on Lin Zimo's face—the first time he saw it after knowing each other for a few months, Lin Zimo's face.

To be honest, Zhang Twelve was a little disappointed.

How to say it, Lin Zimo has always been masked before, but her eyes, her voice, and her figure all seem to tell those who have seen her that this is a beauty!

Zhang Twelve is an ordinary person, and she thinks roughly the same, so she has high expectations for the face hidden behind the veil.

As a result, he is now a little disappointed.

Lin Zimo's facial features are very beautiful, they are all the same as her eyes, delicate and good-looking, with sharp and angular facial features, which looks like the ethnic minorities Zhang Twelve has seen before, and she exudes a different kind of beauty on her little melon seed face.

But the only regret is that on the right side of her face, there is a horizontal, deep scar, although the scar has grown, but after seeing it, you can still feel how painful the knife hurt when it was pierced into it.

What did she go through?

Seeing Zhang Twelve staring at his face in a daze, Lin Zimo's heart was slowly sinking, falling to the bottom, a little depressed, and his voice became a little cold: "Zhang Gongzi, are you also scared?" ”

"Does it hurt?"

didn't answer her, but reached out and stroked the scar on Lin Zimo's face.

Lin Zimo originally wanted to dodge, but after thinking about it for a while, he still stood there motionless, and said with a sad smile: "It doesn't hurt anymore - or it ......hurts all the time."

As he spoke, he moved the hand that was originally on his lower abdomen to his chest, and every time he looked in the mirror at night, it hurt.

She had this scar on her face when she was young, and as for why she had this scar, she never mentioned it to anyone, and she didn't want to mention it again, because if she mentioned it, her heart would hurt even more.

When she came to Zuichun Building, the shopkeeper there immediately left her when she saw her ability to play the qin and sing music, but he demanded that she must wear a veil, and from that time on, the veil became an indispensable part of her life.

After wearing the veil for a long time, she didn't dare to take it off again, because she used to enjoy the feeling of being in the limelight, and she was even more afraid of being seen with that scar......

She has low self-esteem, especially now.

Zhang Twelve also found out what the problem was, so he asked such a question, since he saw her yesterday, he felt the depression on Lin Zimo's body, he wanted to enlighten her, this hurdle must be crossed.

"What did you just say, I was scared? Why are you scared? ”

Zhang Twelve put his hand down and looked at her with a serious expression.

"Could it be...... Isn't it scary? ”

As he spoke, he pointed his hand to the scar on his face, and his words revealed obvious distrust.

"Do you remember what I said to you when we first met?"

"The first time?"

Lin Zimo's thoughts drifted back to the conversation between the two of them in the Drunken Spring Building a few months ago with Zhang Twelve's prompt......

…………

"Miss Zimo is modest, and she thinks that judging whether a woman is beautiful or not should not only care about her appearance."

"So what should you care about?"

"Here - the heart."

…………

Lin Zimo raised his head violently, there was already brilliance in his eyes, looked at Zhang Twelve, stroked his hand on his chest again, and said word by word: "Here, heart!" ”

It seems that he succeeded...... Thinking so, Zhang Twelve also smiled at Lin Zimo and said, "We don't live for others, but for ourselves. So, don't care what others think of you, but care about how you see yourself, only if you think you are the most beautiful, then you are! And in my eyes, you have always been beautiful! ”

Lin Zimo nodded vigorously, his eyes were already full of tears.

wiped her with a handkerchief, and asked again: "Is it because of this that you don't dare to go to Jingzhou?" ”

Seeing Lin Zimo's current appearance, Zhang Twelve felt even more pitiful, and his desire to bring her to Jingzhou became stronger.

But this time he guessed wrong, Lin Zimo shook his head and said: "When I was young, I learned to play the piano and sing for fun, but then it was just to make a living. After so many years, I finally don't have to play the piano and sing music for a living, so ......"

Zhang Twelve understands that a person has overdrawn his hobbies for so many years, and his hobbies have become hateful, so if he doesn't sing, he won't sing......

…………

Although he didn't persuade Lin Zimo to go to Jingzhou with him tonight, he finally enlightened her, but he didn't have a heart for her, and it was not a futile, Zhang Twelve was still very happy.

After talking to Lin Zimo again, Zhang Twelve got up and said goodbye.

Lin Zimo's mouth opened a few times, as if there was something unspeakable, but after trying a few times, he gave up.

Originally, I wanted to send Zhang Twelve out, but looking at her appearance, her body seemed to be a little weak, Zhang Twelve pressed her, saying that she could go by herself, and reminded her not to forget to take medicine, her complexion was a little bad......

Lin Zimo, who was lying on the bed, just nodded stupidly, smiled stupidly, and watched Zhang Twelve's figure disappear from the room, and tears finally flowed down unscrupulously like beads with broken threads......

When Zhang Twelve walked out of the house, he happened to see the maid who had said that he was going out to do something outside the door and kicked the stone boringly, which was particularly clear against the background of the full moon.

Seeing Zhang Twelve coming out, he immediately ran over with a happy face and asked, "Zhang Gongzi, have you finished talking to my young lady?" ”

"Well, that's it!"

"Then you know everything?"

Zhang Twelve thought for a while and said, "Well, I know everything. ”

In Zhang Twelve's opinion, what she asked was nothing more than Lin Zimo's unveiling.

"You got it?"

The maid looked at Zhang Twelve and asked a little incredulously, "Then you-aren't particularly surprised?" ”

"Surprised! But I'm already surprised! Your young lady has a bad complexion, you take care of it more, oh, this is for you. ”

As he spoke, he took out a silver ticket and stuffed it into the maid's hand, and then strode away, leaving the maid standing in place, in a daze...... I want to talk about "The Best Little Son-in-law" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~