Chapter 200: The drunkard's way of talking
Lin Xia didn't want to answer Han Yuyang's question, but Han Yuyang seemed to be on the bar with this question, no matter how Lin Xia opened the topic, Han Yuyang just said why? Ask sincerely, ask seriously, ask ...... In short, it's the kind of expression that doesn't give up if you can't get an answer.
"I said, can you stop when you're drunk? I don't want to answer this question, and then ask me to scratch you to death. Lin Xia threatened with his teeth and claws.
"Why?"
Lin Xia took a deep breath, slapped Han Yuyang's head again, gritted his teeth and said, "!" β
Han Yuyang finally stopped, Lin Xia got up first to dry his body and change his clothes, and then came to help Han Yuyang take a bath and change clothes, Han Yuyang was as well-behaved as a doll throughout the whole process, no matter what Lin Xia did, he was not angry or resisted.
"You're honest when you're drunk, okay, Miss Ben, I've been tired all day, and I can finally sleep, go inside a little bit, and give me some land."
Finally stuffed Han Yuyang into the quilt, Lin Xia was already tired and just wanted to fall asleep, seeing that Han Yuyang didn't move, he looked at him cutely, with a thirsty expression on his face, his fingers couldn't help but step forward and pinched a few handfuls on that handsome and dusty face.
Han Yuyang grabbed her wrist and pouted aggrievedly, "It hurts!" β
Lin Xia: ...... Lying grass, this man is usually foul enough, and now he has such an anti-cuteness difference, it's just going to cute her with a bloody face, okay.
"Ahem!" Coughing twice, Lin Xia didn't toss the drunken fragment anymore, lifted the quilt and followed in, turned over, remembered Han Yuyang's old cold legs, and asked again: "Does your leg hurt now?" β
Han Yuyang shook his head, and Lin Xia was relieved.
"Then go to bed."
Closing his eyes and sniffing the breath that only men can have, Lin Xia blinked, his heart was surprisingly calm, and he slowly closed his eyes, and after a few minutes, Lin Xia opened his eyes again and sat up, seeing that Han Yuyang was not asleep, staring at the ceiling in a daze, his well-behaved and cute expression made Lin Xia laugh out loud.
After laughing, his expression became solemn again, Han Yuyang likes Mu Wanqing, Lin Xia knew about this very early on, but did Han Yuyang know about the things Mu Wanqing did behind his back?
In essence, Han Yuyang's love story, she can no longer participate in it, and she doesn't want to participate, but when she thinks of the things Mu Wanqing did, Lin Xia feels that Han Yuyang is not worth it.
In the eyes of a lover, in Lin Xia's opinion, Han Yuyang deserves to be loved by a better woman and to be with him for a lifetime, instead of Mu Wanqing, a woman who is inconsistent in order to steal other people's ideas in order to be superior.
Even if Mu Wanqing is now famous, quick-witted, and has been worthy of the title of Anime Light, this cannot erase the fact that she once stepped on Xue Qi's position.
is also a person who has broken through in the literary circle, Lin Xia deeply understands what kind of sin this is.
"What are you thinking?"
Han Yuyang's voice came from his ears, very calm, without domineering disdain, and without the anger of evil words.
Lin Xia lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, feeling that he was starting to be cheap again, and he wanted to worry about Han Yuyang's love story, he sighed lightly in his heart, and suddenly had the idea of wanting to tell Han Yuyang.
"When I was a child, I actually liked to play in the water before I was eight years old, and I learned to swim at the age of five, and my swimming skills are still very good, sister...... With my superb comprehension, my friends of the same age couldn't catch up with me in the water, but I ...... later"
Lin Xia's eyes darkened, and he glanced at Han Yuyang, seeing that he was indeed listening carefully, with a very solemn expression, and continued: "When I was eight years old, Lin Zhonghe did something, he took Lin Yue and them home, and wanted to force my mother to divorce, I was very angry at the time, and tried my best to stop it, of course, where can I stop such a big thing with a little radish head." β
Lin Xia sneered, when he was a child, he always thought that he could do anything, thinking about how naΓ―ve he was at that time.
"Later, a quarrel, my father lost his mind in anger and pressed me in the pool, his strength was so great, I couldn't break it no matter how I struggled, I only remember, the water was so cold that day, I choked on all my internal organs with water, I couldn't breathe, I couldn't do anything but struggle, I felt the shadow of death enveloping me for the first time, I was very scared."
One hand held Lin Xia's cold and trembling hand, it was Han Yuyang's hand, and Lin Xia, who was wrapped in terrifying memories, subconsciously clenched that hand.
"It's hard to imagine, the horror of death for the first time in my life actually came from my father, I was groggy and only had one breath left to be rescued by someone passing by, I sat on the ground and cried loudly, asking my father why he did this, no one paid attention to me, only I was like a clown, and then I suddenly understood one thing, the crane in the forest at that time, really wanted to drown me."
Han Yuyang's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but wrap his arms around Lin Xia's waist, as the pride of the sky, it was difficult for him to feel the life of ordinary people with firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, since he met this woman, she was a light, she didn't care much about anything, she always had a smiling face, smart and compelling, as if nothing in this world could defeat her.
Han Yuyang had explored Lin Xia's past, and had heard some not-so-good pasts from her words, but what Lin Xia said this time still shocked Han Yuyang.
was almost drowned by his own father, this kind of thing is creepy as long as you think about it, and it's no wonder that Lin Xia has a psychological shadow on places like swimming pools.
"You're not dead, you're alive and well." Han Yuyang said seriously.
Lin Xia almost didn't laugh out loud, Han Yuyang really dared to say it, rolled his eyes, and said, "When you comfort people, can you be a little bit technical?" If I wasn't engaged in art, I would never have felt it, with a thick history of 5,000 years, you think of such a vocabulary, your Chinese is taught by a physical education teacher? β
Han Yuyang tilted his head and thought for a while, and continued: "Don't be afraid, I'll pull you up in the future." β
ββ¦β¦ You're barely passing. Lin Xia quickly turned around, hiding the complicated emotions in his eyes, and suddenly turned his head and asked, "You are so well-behaved now, you won't refuse if I ask." β
Han Yuyang nodded, and Lin Xia was interested, "One secret exchange for another, saying, why do you suffer from the disease of old cold legs that knows the suffering of the world so much, it is completely inadequate." β
Han Yuyang didn't answer the question, yawned, and said that he wanted to sleep.
Unexpectedly, he and Lin Xia both had a past that couldn't get around the pool, and both left irreparable pain, what a strange fate.
"Don't pretend to sleep for me, look at the rhythm of insomnia like this, say, how did the old cold legs come from?"