The four of them sat at the table, all bowing their heads and eating the rice in their bowls, the atmosphere was cold and deserted, although there was no false change of cups and greetings, but there was no such enthusiasm as mutual greetings, and there were even few simple conversations, except for Jing Ning's introduction of the Jinguo specialties specially made in the kitchen when she was seated, everyone did not say a word, and Lin Moran had a cold face as soon as she entered the door, without saying a word.

Xu Qingyou, who has always been active, has no choice, so he can only instruct his subordinates to keep pouring wine for Lin Moran and Xue Shao, two of you, you have a cup, and I have a cup, as if they are comparing a secret game between two people, Jing Ning is a little worried that the general's wine collection will be drunk like this.

Finally, I don't know how much wine I have drunk, Xue Shao's face is a little red, and Lin Moran is still like a person who has nothing to do, leisurely holding the vegetables and putting them in his mouth.

"Let me ask you, Lin Moran, do you know why I am the one who came to negotiate?" Xue Shao tried hard to suppress the influence of the wine on his will, but he couldn't hide the tremor in his voice.

"I'm not interested in your decision." Lin Moran didn't give Xue Shao face, and replied lightly.

Xue Shao's face was a little ugly, his brows were slightly furrowed, Xu Qingyou on the side felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly gave Xue Shao the steps, "Why, I really can't figure it out?" ”

"It's still this little brother who is interesting, unlike you, this stinky face is exactly the same as your aunt's anger." Xu Qingyou's interruption was still effective, and Xue Shao's attention was immediately attracted, "Have you really never seen her again?" It's a pity that it also attracted the attention of a sentence, and Xue Shao didn't know how to ask Lin Moran, who didn't want to deal with him.

Xu Qingyou and Zuo Jingning, who were watching from the sidelines, didn't dare to breathe, and stared at Lin Moran tightly, hoping that he could look at the face of national peace and talk to General Xue Shao well.

"I haven't seen it, and she is probably angry with me too." When he said this, Xue Shao also lowered his head, and Lin Moran reminded him intentionally or unintentionally of the reason why Lin Sa left him.

"She, why are you angry, is it because you didn't go to her when you were in Qi Country to let her meet me, does she regret meeting me like this?" Xue Shao asked tentatively.

"You're thinking too much about yourself." Jing Ning's heart that had just been put down was suspended by Lin Moran's words again, but fortunately he picked up the second half of the sentence, "She never regrets meeting you, you have to remember this." ”

Xue Shao hurriedly raised his head, and his somewhat confused eyes lit up with hope again, "She, did she tell you in person?" ”

"She said it, but not with me, but with others, my aunt told someone about that experience and asked her to record it, and my aunt once asked us if it was possible to extract the loving you from the memory by writing down the you in her eyes."

"The man who wrote the book is in the house, where is the book?!" He anxiously grabbed Lin Moran's arm, hoping to get a positive answer, and even hoped that Xu Qingyou beside him was the author, and he would hand over the book to him in the next second.

Over the years, in the days when Lin Sa was away, he was always in a trance, and even sometimes wondered if she had ever loved her, and finally had the opportunity to come to Jinguo justifiably, maybe he could untie this knot that bothered him, and give him a peace of mind, or even die, maybe this book was his last straw.

"The person who wrote the book is gone, and the book is gone." At this moment, Jing Ning suddenly remembered where she had heard Lin Sa's story, because she had really read this story, it was the last book that Shen Bingwan gave her from Chu Nian's hand, thinking of this, Jing Ning suddenly felt that the hairs on her body stood on end.

She knew where the book was, but why was it there, and was it all too much of a coincidence?