011 Comfort
Luo Yan saw that the posture was not good to stay any longer, and now Lin Ying was sad, and he had an unsatisfactory solution, so he could only sigh helplessly, and turned around to pat Chi Hire.
As soon as Chi Ping raised his eyes, he stretched out his thumb and pointed back, and advised: "Explain clearly to him, don't make him too sad!" ”
Luo Yan knew in his heart that Chi Ping was a good speaker like him, but because of his position, it was always better to say less in the past. This comfort was supposed to come from himself, but he didn't know how, he was like a fool with no idea in front of Lin Ying, as long as Lin Ying's tears flowed out, his heart was in chaos.
Chi Ping didn't want to deal with him, but he still nodded. The whole courtyard was unusually quiet, and people were at a loss. On the side, He Jian asked: "Lord Shangshu is so late, where are you going?" ”
Luo Yan doesn't care much about people every day, but now the situation is too stiff, and it is good to say a word to ease up, so he replied unprecedentedly: "This person, he is not afraid of making mistakes, if he is wrong, he must change it, and he needs to make up for it!" ”
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Lin Ying, his eyes still did not change, and tears were still flowing. He saw that he was confused when he heard it, and raised his hand to scratch his head. Before he could ask any more questions, the figure in sight had already left the gate and disappeared into the darkness in the distance.
When he turned around again, Chi Ping had already stepped to Lin Ying's side, turned his back against the door frame, and took a long breath, and under the dim light, the white fog was clearly visible.
"You know him, he is the most important to fame, what if you help him wash away his grievances, others still think he is a sinner. It was like a cage for him, and he couldn't get out. ”
Chi Ping had just cried, and his voice still sounded a little awkward, but there were seven or eight points of restraint and seriousness in it. When he spoke, he was still full of Jianghu gas, and after that, he lowered his head heavily.
He was also very vulnerable, and he needed someone to comfort him at this moment. But in front of Lin Ying, he would rather be the one who wants to be strong, the one who can make him feel that he can rely on him with peace of mind.
But after a while, I was afraid that his temperament would deepen the meaning of the blame in his words, so after thinking about it, he had to suddenly forcibly reverse the words: "Weizhi, you have lived for so long, don't you still believe in fate?" Life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky, the sages say it, isn't this always what you believe in your heart? ”
At the end of the conversation, he thought of his deceased father, couldn't help but tremble, and then sniffed sharply.
The night is as cold as water, especially in the cold winter wax moon, the wind is blowing, almost freezing people's skin.
Lin Ying's cheeks were flushed, and he was in deep sadness, but he suddenly raised his head and glanced at Chi Ping after these words, which made Chi Ping really relieved.
Chi Ping has been with Lin Ying for many years, knowing that he is a person who can't hide things, and the joys and sorrows are all shown on his face.
He slowly hugged Lin Ying in his arms and patted him on the back. He was unhappy, but he didn't say anything, the corners of his eyebrows were about to wrinkle, but Chi Ping had already let go of his hand and pulled him away quickly.
The night was still a long night, the wind swept the fallen leaves on the ground and flew around, and the lights of thousands of houses in the city went from bright to dark, and by the early hours of the morning they had been extinguished about eighty percent.
The busy work in the Lin Mansion has long stopped, and the maid and maid are so busy that their backs hurt, and they get wet on the quilt. Only the stewards refilled the incense wax on the hall, and took an octagonal lantern to make a round around the house.
After about half an hour's effort, when he came back, he saw that Lin Ying was still kneeling outside the tent, so he stepped forward to persuade him, but he didn't have any reaction, he lowered his head in a daze, and he couldn't say anything more, so he turned off the lights, and when he left, he stood at the gate to help take care of it.
Everything was settled and nothing was disturbed. Luo Yan was late with the things he had used to make up for it.
Counting it, it had been more than three hours since I left him. He walked briskly, squeezed in through the small crack in the open door with two jars of wine in his arms, and then carefully motioned to the guard not to make a sound.
As soon as he entered the door, he couldn't help but stand under the eaves and sighed, because the scene in front of him was as he expected, the red candles on the main hall hissed in the wind, and Lin Ying was still at the door of the hall.
In fact, he clearly understood in his heart that even if he had the ability to return to heaven, Lin Ying was destined to be a sleepless night tonight.
However, what I didn't expect was that there was no sound in the whole house at all times, and Lin Ying didn't have anyone by his side to accompany him.
He doesn't cry or make trouble at the moment, but he looks gloomy, it's better to cry out, such a temperament that has everything to say in his heart, and it is easy to hold back something in his heart.
After sighing, after the sorrow, Luo Yan was followed by a burst of joy. Lin Ying was so sad at the moment, since there was no one to accompany him, he regarded it as an opportunity to hire two late for himself, and this solemn and sacred task was exactly what he wanted.
He didn't care about Lin Ying at first, tossed around, got some firewood and coal from the firewood room, ran to his house to lead the charcoal stove, and then set up a round table with a square inch on this narrow place, and took two sandalwood chairs. He placed the wine jar that he had just brought back from outside the house on the table.
When I went out, I found that the light in Lin Ying's bedroom was on, and when I went to take a look, I saw that Lilac was walking back and forth anxiously in the house. When she asked, she realized that Chi Ping had instructed her not to step forward.
Sent her down to rest, and came up with a plan, raised the teapot on the table and poured it directly into the stove, and after the hissing sound, the fire in the furnace was immediately dimmed, leaving only a trace of smoke and dust.
Everything was ready, he took a fox fur coat, and then went up the porch and went straight to the front yard, but it was a coincidence, just turned the corner, and Lin Ying coughed lightly twice, and hesitated, so he ran to him.
"It's cold, and your body is not strong. Do such an act, but you have a plan, and when you are sick, so that I can serve you? ”
He wrapped his garment tightly around him, quickly knotted the ribbon in his chest, stood for a moment, and then turned his head around his shoulders to look at his face, and spoke playfully.
"You better admit it, in fact, you already have me in your heart, don't you!"
His face was very close, and the heat between his noses sprayed on Lin Ying's face, and the warmth made Lin Ying's expression change slightly.
Lin Ying didn't even mean to raise his eyes, listening to his tone, he could already make up for it in his mind, and his face, which was a little cooler than this winter night, was covered with a few whimsical smiles at the moment.
"Fuck off"
His lips stiffened, his cheeks were slightly unconscious, his face seemed motionless, and his voice didn't know where it came from.
Luo Yan kept his hand on his chest, and slowly felt that even his palm was covered with heat, and then he let go. Straighten up and tilt your head, and snort: "I can still speak, which means that there is salvation!" ”
After finishing speaking, a gust of wind came in behind him, and he was busy standing behind to help Lin Ying, but unfortunately a candle on the case was blown out impartially.
Seeing that the situation was a little anxious, Lin Ying hurriedly raised his hand to get the fire fold on the side, but he had no choice but to stiffen his hands, slapped it on the case, and subconsciously held it firmly, but he couldn't use his strength, and the object slipped from his hand again and again.
Luo Yan watched him move again and again behind him, although he didn't speak, he looked very impatient, and finally simply snatched it and lit the candle, then threw the fire fold casually, bent down and forcibly hugged Lin Ying.
"You ......." Lin Ying trembled in fright, and with such an action, the clothes on his body were wrapped more tightly, and he felt warmer, and he struggled slightly, and when he saw that there was no effect, he gave up easily.
muttered on his lips, and he didn't know what to say for a while, but as soon as he said a word, he was snatched up by Luo Yan:
"It's too cold at night, something will happen if you go on like this, let's go into the house!"
His tone was serious, more like an order than a negotiation. And his face was not very good, and Lin Ying didn't want to disturb others too much, so he didn't refuse anymore and followed him quietly.
The night is dark, the stars and moon cannot be seen, the lampshade on the stone pillar on the courtyard is plain white, and the yellow halo shines through clearly, illuminating the courtyard extremely bright, and it is a little dazzling.
After a creak of opening the door, two figures quickly flashed into the door in the candlelight, and then slammed the door shut.
When Luo Yan went out of the house, he opened the wine jar, and at this time there was a smell of wine, and the aroma of wine was strong, and it felt very intoxicating when he sniffed it lightly.
He slowly placed Lin Ying on the back rattan chair that he had moved in, deliberately added a few layers of cushions, lined the side of the stove with some cotton felt, moved it vigorously to Lin Ying's side, and then carefully closed the window a little tighter.
Lin Ying didn't speak quietly, waiting for him to prepare everything, standing beside him and shaking his head to find out what else was missing, just when his body was already warm, and he moved his jaw a little before slowly opening his mouth to speak.
"What exactly do you want to do?"
Luo Yan was stunned and turned to look at him. Seeing that he took the initiative to speak, there was some indescribable joy, and he hurriedly walked over and sat next to him: "What am I going to do?" Weizhi, should you say the wrong thing? In this situation, what comes out of your mouth should be a word of thanks! ”
He paused for a moment, and before Lin Ying could answer, he continued; "Forget it, I'm not going to worry about you when you just froze your brain outside the door!"