The two finally got a taxi and soon arrived at Tu Mochu's house.

For so long, everyone didn't know where Tu Mochu lived, including Tu Yiqian, who still didn't know.

Tu Mochu lives in a garden house-style apartment, the location is not very good, but it is relatively quiet, and it is quite close to the old community, which can be reached in ten minutes by car.

The apartment has a total of 20 floors, and Tu Mochu lives on the top floor. He took out the key to open the door, and seeing Jing Lin's expectant look, he couldn't help but pause slightly, and quickly recalled whether there were dirty socks and underwear that he had thrown away at will.

The door opened, and Jing Lin needed to change her shoes. Tu Mochu's home usually has no guests visiting, so it is impossible for there to be spare slippers. He just wanted to say, don't change it, just come in, but when he turned around, as soon as the girl entered the door, she kicked off the two little snow boots, and she was so cute.

Tu Mochu's gaze fell on her feet, which were about the size of his palms, wearing fluffy white socks. Her toes curled up because the floor was a little cold.

Tu Mochu gritted his teeth, bent down and took out his slippers and put them on for Jing Lin. He didn't take off his shoes, he was wearing a prosthetic leg, and he couldn't show her.

Jing Lin didn't notice that when Tu Mochu gave her the slippers, the green tendons on her arms bulged slightly. For him, who has no calves, the most important thing on his body is probably pants and shoes.

It was a pair of voluminous men's slippers. He has always been good at hiding his emotions, his eyes are lowered, and he doesn't let her find the forbearance in it.

Jing Lin was very happy, and let her change it. His slippers were too big, and they were worn on Jing Lin's feet, like a child stealing an adult's shoes.

Tu Mochu's heart was bitter and unspeakable, but he couldn't help but see if her expression was unusual. Under the crystal lamp in the living room, her eyes were shining brightly, and they were full of happiness that was about to overflow. There was not a trace of disgust or mind on her face, and she didn't ask him why he didn't change his shoes. His tense muscles relaxed instantly.

Innocence is also beneficial, at least not without the pretense of lightness and disguised tolerance and understanding of adults.

Jing Lin's voice was soft and soft, "Tu Mochu, your family is so big, and it's so deserted, didn't you post couplets or buy lanterns?" ”

"Hmm."

She said, "May I sit?" ”

Tu Mochu replied: "Yes." ”

Jing Lin obediently sat down on the sofa.

Tu Mochu's apartment is indeed quite large, more than 180 square meters, and he seems deserted when he lives alone. The furniture is all cold and monotonous black, white and gray, and the only bright color is a girl in a tender yellow cotton jacket sitting on the sofa, like a warm little sun.

Although it was in his house, Tu Mochu, the master, seemed a little cramped.

Jing Lin said: "The box is frozen raw dumplings, I wrapped them with my mother, you have to put them in the refrigerator first." If you want to eat it, just cook it. ”

Tu Mochu followed her instructions and put the dumplings in the freezer on the lower floor of the refrigerator, and when he turned around, he heard the little girl say, "Are you cold?" I'm not cold, give you back your clothes. ”

He took it and put it on the sofa beside him, his clothes stained with the light fragrance of the girl's body.

Jing Lin's eyes were wet, and she asked shyly, "Ah, that...... Can I give it a hug? ”

Tu Mochu turned his head, and there was a gray diamond-shaped pillow lying on the sofa, which he occasionally used to lean against his back and pad his neck alive, and he hadn't let anyone wash it yet.

Seeing that he was silent, Jing Lin blinked suspiciously, "Can't you?" ”

Tu Mochu was a little resigned, and replied with difficulty: "Yes." ”

Jing Lin happily hugged the pillow, although it was not very cute, and even a little ugly, but it was softer than expected, and it was very comfortable to hold.

Tu Mochu's house is really very deserted, there is not a pot of green plants, and the curtains are also heavy and dull gray fabrics. He is a person who has no interest in life, he reads the news and books at home, and rarely plays games. He doesn't have pets, and in more than 100 square meters, he usually has only one living creature. Tu Mochu also doesn't like to eat snacks, so it is naturally impossible to purchase New Year's goods like Jing Lin's family in the New Year, and his family doesn't even have fruits.

When Tu Mochu realized that he only had a few packs of cigarettes in his cabinet, he subconsciously looked at her. He was so boring, she definitely wouldn't stay long.

Jing Lin pointed to the most special room, "What is it used for?" "The doors are different, they look very protective and difficult to open.

Tu Mochu's fingers tightened, for fear that she would go in to visit, if she had to look, he would ...... He couldn't refuse. He whispered, "Work." ”

"Oh." Fortunately, Jing Lin didn't embarrass him, she considered that Tu Mochu's source of life must be a secret, so she sensibly didn't ask much.

Jing Lin thought for a while and said, "Did you watch the Spring Festival Gala yesterday?" The sketch is particularly interesting. ”

Tu Mochu was alone, how could he be in the mood to watch this kind of family reunion show, "No." ”

"Shall we watch the replay together?"

“…… Well. ”

Tu Mochu accompanied her to watch TV, and this year's Spring Festival Gala happened to have a wonderful magic show.

Jing Lin couldn't help but give him spoilers, "The pigeons will fly out in a while." How do you say pigeons are made? Where is it hidden? ”

Tu Mochu's voice was hoarse, "In the clothes." ”

Seeing Jing Lin looking at him, Tu Mochu explained, "The pigeon in the magic cut its tail feathers and wing feathers, and grabbed them directly and quickly. ”

Jing Lin responded dryly, "...... Oh. She asked casually, originally wanting Tu Mochu to amaze with her, but she didn't expect him to debunk the magic in a serious way.

Tu Mochu talked to death, and his face became more and more gloomy.

Jing Lin's face was flushed, so she couldn't hold back her laughter.

Tu Mochu realized that he had only had Jing Lin as a girl playmate in his life from beginning to end, no matter how old he was, Jing Lin was not his tablemate anymore, no one talked to him and played games, he was not good at getting along with girls, this kind of soft and delicate creature, I don't know how to coax him to be happy.

Jing Lin's phone rang suddenly, it was Jing Zhenhao calling, "Linlin, are you still at Meixi's house?" I'm coming back for dinner. ”

Tu Mochu raised his eyes to look at her. Her mobile phone is a little loud, and Jing Zhenhao's voice is not low. Jing Lin covered the earpiece, her cheeks were pink, and she wanted to find a crack to get into. Tu Mochu heard it! He must have heard that she was going to Mixi's house.

Jing Lin's little face was flushed, and the crimson color spread all the way to the tips of her ears. She immediately replied, "Daddy! I—I'll be right back. ”

When she hung up the phone, Tu Mochu asked calmly: "Who?" ”

No, I didn't hear that...... Her pounding heartbeat finally calmed down, and she said softly, "It's my dad who let me go home." ”

He always has to have a reunion dinner for the New Year, and he knows that she will not stay long.

Tu Mochu went to the cloakroom, found a black scarf that he hadn't wrapped up, and gloves of the same color, and handed it to Jing Lin, "I haven't used it, it's clean." ”

Jing Lin took it and raised her eyes to look at him.

Tu Mochu said softly: "Go home." ”

Jing Lin nodded, "Then can I come to you next time?" ”

"I like to be clean."

When he saw that the eyes were blinking, the water vapor was about to overflow, and his heart ached, and he almost changed his words. However, Tu Mochu remembered the weight of the bag of money sent by Aunt Lin, what was the point of him stealing a moment of joy? In addition to delaying her, it is not good for her to let more people misunderstand their relationship like Director Li did. He couldn't give her anything, and even when she came to him to play on New Year's Day, he couldn't even coax her.

Broken promise to Aunt Lin, and then what? One day Jing Lin's parents know that they will educate her, will they spread things out and reason with her, let her know his dirty intentions, and let her hide away?

At least now it's good that he's keeping his distance and still being able to meet her demands within the limits of his ability.

Jing Lin was furious. The big New Year's Eve came to him, and he thought she was noisy! He didn't speak, and she couldn't speak, and the two of them stared at each other?

The annoying man wrapped her around the scarf, without touching a single hair of her, and sent her downstairs.

She was excessively quiet along the way. Jing Lin didn't wronged herself, and she put on the gloves well, after all, she had given gifts, and her dumplings were made very carefully. Tu Mochu is so annoying, she doesn't know as much as him.

Tu Mochu knew that Jing Lin was sulking, he couldn't comfort him, he only felt as if the blade had fallen on his heart, and it hurt to cut.

This time I was lucky, and the car home arrived quickly.

Tu Mochu's gaze always fell on her body, deep and speechless. Jing Lin didn't know what was wrong, and remembered that Yang Chengjie said that he didn't want Meixi.

"Tu Mochu." She looked back before getting into the car, "You see, I can be quiet, too." If I don't quarrel with you, can I still come to play with you? ”

In her soft gaze, Tu Mochu suppressed boredom and despair. There was nothing he could do, he couldn't do anything about it. He said in a hoarse voice, "Hmm." ”

Jing Lin's eyes bloomed with a bright smile, cute and vivid.

When she got in the car and walked away, Tu Mochu still stood in place for a long time. He knew that he had been treacherous again and again, and when the day came when Aunt Lin and they knew, he would kneel down for them to make amends.

Jing Lin returned home, and the familiar aroma of the meal came.

Xiao Jinghu pouted, "Sister, you don't take me when you go out!" I'm angry! ”

Children of his age are the most clingy. But to give Tu Mochu dumplings, how could Jing Lin take him.

Lin Fangfei slapped Jing Hu's buttocks, "What is the bear!" Sit down and eat, don't stick to your sister, do you know how annoying you are. ”

Jing Hubei came from it, he must be a child picked up in the trash can as the uncle said.

Jing Lin couldn't help but laugh.

Lin Fangfei shouted: "Eat, eat!" This kid didn't go to the house for three days, Linlin and Meixi went to have a good time, don't worry about him. ”

Lin Fangfei put the chopsticks in place, only to find the scarf that Jing Lin was still wearing and the gloves she had just taken off, "The gloves and scarf are Meixi's?" ”

Jing Lin, "......"

Lin Fangfei instructed: "People lend it to you, remember to wash it and return it." ”

Jing Zhenhao came out after washing his hands, and subconsciously looked at his daughter's scarf when he heard this.

For Lin Fangfei and Jing Lin, the black gloves and scarves are ordinary in color and simple in style, and their appearance is no different from those bought casually from the stalls, except that a golden K is embroidered on the edge.

There is an aesthetic in the world called the straight man aesthetic. Jing Zhenhao often reads newspapers and occasionally magazines. He doesn't talk much, but he understands a lot, such as men's luxury.

Jing Zhenhao has never seen a physical object in his life, he has only seen it in magazines, but it does not prevent him from recognizing it immediately. He suppressed his excitement, "Linlin, show the scarf to Dad." ”

Jing Lin didn't know why, so she took it off and handed it to him.

"It's a K-brand scarf! Fang Fei, what has the old Chen family done in the past two years, is it so rich? ”

Lin Fangfei was also stunned, "Huh? What the? ”

"This scarf, it's worth thousands."

Jing Lin, "......"

Lin Fangfei's expression was full of disbelief, "Wouldn't it?" How could his family casually let Linlin bring back such an expensive scarf? ”

If you want to know all the savings of the Jing family, you can ...... 30,000 pieces. Lin Fangfei's suspicion is very reasonable, how can it be possible to lend thousands of scarves to her daughter to keep out the cold? And even if Lin Fen's family gets rich, it can't be so extravagant.

Jing Zhenhao also felt strange, Lao Chen taught in an ordinary elementary school, and his family was so rich?

Jing Lin didn't expect that the scarf she exchanged for dumplings that Tu Mochu simply said "clean and unused" was so expensive.

She definitely has to return it to Tu Mochu. In the inquiring eyes of her parents, she was almost crying, so she had to bite the bullet and say, "This is ...... Imitation, that is, the kind of ten or twenty yuan on the stall. ”

Jing Zhenhao wanted to say a few more words, but Lin Fangfei waved his hand, "I said that you are a person, don't talk nonsense if you haven't seen it, it's as if you are so professional." Well, eat. I don't understand it yet! What do I have? LV！ That's right, thirty bucks! ”

Jing Zhenhao was speechless.

Jing Lin didn't dare to raise her head and ate silently. Thinking of the contents of the book full of secrets, she thought with a headache, she didn't look at Tu Mochu this year, what did he do? !