Lin Xun deliberately kept a certain distance from Wang Yang, who sent her downstairs.

"Senior Brother Wang, in fact, you don't need to send me, I'll go back myself."

The two stood in front of the door of the apartment, Wang Yang stretched out his hand and pointed to the stairs and said, "I promised them to send you back." ”

They mean your parents. Lin Xun didn't say it, but Wang Yang intentionally or unintentionally used the elders to press her, which made her very uncomfortable, and her impression of Wang Yang was no longer as good as before.

Lin Xun didn't pay much attention to him, and walked in the direction of the dormitory by himself.

But Wang Yang kept chattering beside her, these were inconsequential questions, and Lin Xun casually responded with a hum or oh.

"Senior sister, who did you go to play with before?"

"Senior Brother Wang, this is my privacy."

Privacy, it's inconvenient to say and don't need to explain to you.

"Oh, I'm just curious."

Lin Xun took out his mobile phone, and Song Cheng called.

"Did you go back?"

"I'm going back."

"Hmm."

Lin Xun looked at the hung up phone with some wistfulness.

"Are you a friend?"

"Hmm."

Such a question can appear to be rude to the person asking the question on such an occasion.

Lin Xun thought that Wang Yang did not have the position to ask her these questions.

Wang Yang could feel Lin Xun's coldness to him tonight.

But there are some things he doesn't care about the process, but the result.

Song Cheng was standing under a tree at the intersection leading to the downstairs of Lin Xun's dormitory, a position with a light on his back, so that others could not easily see him.

And he can easily observe everything around him.

After answering Song Cheng's call, Lin Xun quickened his pace and walked back to the dormitory.

Wang Yang looked at Lin Xun, who suddenly stopped beside him. "Senior sister, why don't you leave?"

Lin Xun didn't care about Wang Yang's question, but looked at Song Cheng who was standing under the tree.

His face was unfamiliar to her, and his eyes seemed to be like a pool of bottomless water, sinking her in the water, unable to struggle.

Wang Yang followed Lin Xun's gaze.

This man was somewhat familiar, but Wang Yang couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while.

Wang Yang understood that he had no position to continue standing here at this time, but he was not willing to leave like this.

"Senior sister? Let's go. ”

"Senior Brother Wang, I'm here, you can go back first."

"I ...... Okay, then, I'll go back first. ”

"Hmm."

Wang Yang glanced at Song Cheng and turned to leave.

Song Cheng knew that this was this man's provocation to him.

"That's what you call going to dinner?"

"Yes, but I didn't know my brother's family was there."

Then he understood what was going on.

"Song Cheng."

Lin Xun shouted at Song Cheng's departing back, but Song Cheng did not look back, but strode forward.

Lin Xun panicked, she knew that Song Cheng was really angry this time.

The thermos pot he was holding in his hand, was he going to bring her something tonight?

Lin Xun knew that Song Cheng didn't know anything about cooking, and the things contained in this household thermos pot were probably sent to her by Song Cheng's mother.

What is going on tonight? It was all a mess overnight.

The mobile phone vibrating in his hand, Lin Xun thought it was Song Cheng calling.

It was a call from her mother, and Lin Xun was a little disappointed.

After adjusting his emotions, Lin Xun answered the phone.

"Hey, Mom."

"Xiaoyun, have you returned to the dormitory?"

"Here we are."

It's time to go.

"Hmm...... Mom wants to ask if tonight's dinner is okay? ”

"It's fine."

"What's wrong with you?"

Knowing the daughter Mo Ruomu. Ruan Ling may know more about his daughter than Lin Xun himself.

"No, it's just that I'm a little tired today."

"Well, I'll rest sooner."

Ruan Ling thought that Lin Xun only came back in the afternoon, and he was tired after a long day of traveling.

She doesn't know Lin Xun's friends very well, Lin Xun has participated in many industry activities or competitions with her father over the years, and she knows a wide range of friends.

Ruan Ling didn't ask Lin Xun who she was traveling with, her daughter's personality was more introverted, decent, and she had to follow her own rules in everything she did, she was more at ease with Lin Xun.

"Mom, ask me more, how do you feel about the senior brother who studied with you, is it okay?"

"Mom, I don't like him emotionally."

Now she was a little disgusted with him in other ways.

"How do you know if you don't get along for a while?"

"Mom, I won't like it no matter how you get along, can you leave me alone."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, Ruan Ling was surprised, this was the first time Lin Xun had been so impatient with her since she was so old.

"Are you in love?"

"Yes."

Lin Xun didn't expect that he would admit this to his mother in this situation.

Ruan Ling just asked casually, but he didn't expect such a result.

"Mom, I'm tired, let's go rest first."

Lin Xun hung up the phone before Ruan Ling could speak, otherwise she would be subjected to a series of questions from her mother.

Ruan Ling looked at the hung up phone and was stunned for two seconds before rushing to the study.

"Talent."

"What happened? So anxious. ”

Ruan Ling looked at her husband, who was concentrating on painting, and didn't look up at her at all.

Ruan Ling complained: "Can you not paint yet." ”

Lin Zhicai stopped his pen after finishing the last stroke, picked up the painting and blew it lightly before looking at Ruan Ling with a black face.

"Ahem."

"What's the matter?"

"You're free, aren't you?"

"Yes."

"Is your daughter more important or is the painting you have in your hand more important?"

Lin Zhicai put down the painting in his hand and persuaded Ruan Ling: "People and paintings do not belong to the same nature, and the two are not comparable at all. Lin Zhicai pointed to another painting and the newly completed painting and continued: "You can ask me which of these two paintings is more important. But I will answer you that both paintings are equally important. ”

Ruan Ling just wanted to slam the door at the moment.

The father and daughter have the same appearance, and Lin Xun's dull personality should be blamed on him.

"What's wrong with Lin Xun?"

"She's in love, you know?"

Ruan Ling seemed to be announcing a major event.

"Isn't that a normal thing?"

Ruan Ling vomited in his heart, and he felt like he had hit the cotton with a punch.

"Your daughter is in love, but we don't know who she's in love with. Shouldn't you pay attention to it? ”

"When the time comes, she will naturally tell us, don't worry."

Ruan Ling looked at her husband and picked up the pen again in his hand and said angrily: "Lin Zhicai." ”

"Ahem, any more questions?"

Ruan Ling: "......"

His wife was really angry, and Lin Zhicai didn't dare to continue his creation quietly.

"Your daughter is like a blank sheet of paper, she hasn't experienced anything, aren't you afraid that she will be deceived or something? What kind of person is the other party, don't we need to understand clearly? ”

"It is precisely because of this that I let Lin Xun go to China, away from our protection, and go through the experience. As for the person she was talking to, I trust our daughter's vision. ”

Lin Zhicai walked over and hugged Ruan Ling's shoulders and continued to comfort: "The child is older, she should let her choose her own path, we only need to mention one or two." No matter how much you shelter or interfere with your child, the child will always grow up in her own way. ”

Ruan Ling glared at Lin Zhicai and then broke away from her hand and walked out of the study.

She understands the reason, but she can't rest assured. Even if she doesn't interfere for the time being, she still has to understand the other party clearly.

Lin Zhicai looked at Ruan Ling's back as he walked out of the study.

Ruan Ling educated Lin Xun very well, but he protected him too much, and always regarded Lin Xun as an ungrown child.

But parents can't accompany their children all their lives, and when it's time to let go, they have to let go and let their children fly freely.

A kite pulled with a string doesn't fly far.

Ruan Ling called Hao Shu.

Hao Shu was at work, and he was a little panicked when he suddenly received a call from his godmother.

Godmother usually won't call her at this time, unless she is in an emergency.

Ruan Ling was confused for a while, and forgot that Hao Shu had to work at this time.

"Xiao Shu, godmother will call you later, I forgot that you were at work."

Ruan Ling was about to hang up the phone when Hao Shu called out. "Godmother, don't hang up yet, I'm free now."

"Can you really pick it up?"

"Godmother, don't worry, you can pick it up now." She told the manager that she had a stomach problem and ran to the toilet.

"Actually, it's not a big deal, I just want to ask you if you know about Lin Xun falling in love?"

"Uh...... Godmother, if I said I knew, wouldn't you be mad at me. ”

"Silly girl, do you think godmother is this kind of person?"

"It's not."

"Do you know who the other party is?"

"I don't know him very well, but I've been in contact with him, and he has a good personality and is a good person. I don't think you need to worry too much, godmother, I'm sure you'll like it after meeting him. ”

After hearing Hao Shu say this, Ruan Ling was a lot more relieved, Hao Shu was much more reliable than Lin Xun.

Hao Shu's life experience is much richer than Lin Xun's, and he has seen all kinds of people. Since she said so, Ruan Ling believed her.

"So what field is he engaged in?"

"I don't know much about this, but I think I'll definitely make it clear to you after Lin Xun thinks about it."

Hao Shu still knew about Song Cheng's work, but she couldn't go past Lin Xun and tell her godmother privately, this was Lin Xun's private matter after all.

"Okay, I'm fine, you work first, I won't bother you. Wait for your godmother to go see the two of you with your godfather during this time. ”

"Okay."

When my godmother said this, does that mean she is coming to China?

"Hey, Feng Er, where is it?"

"Bar, do you want to come?"

"Take the warbler Yanyan away from you, I'll go over now."

Song Cheng drove over, and when he got out of the car, he didn't forget to take down the pot of soup.

If he takes it back as it is, it is estimated that there will be another bloody storm at home. He ate so much for dinner, where can he still drink soup, and the wine is almost the same.

can only cheapen Feng Zikai's bastard.

The bar is brightly lit, except for the night he graduated from college, he went in with his roommates and some brothers and never came in again.

Tonight is an exception.

The sound of loud music in the bar, Song Cheng went in for a while before he got used to such an environment.

I really don't know how Feng Zikai can stand it when he comes to these places often.

"How did you come up here?"

Song Cheng watched Feng Zikai's mouth close and close, like a goldfish spitting bubbles in a tank.

The deafening DJ sound, where could he hear what Feng Zikai was talking about.

Song Cheng replied: "What did you say?" ”

But Song Cheng spoke in a normal voice, and Feng Zikai couldn't hear it anyway.

That's when the music stopped.

Song Cheng's words came to Feng Zikai's ears very clearly.

"Damn, you said so quietly in the old city, the ghost can hear me?"

"Didn't you hear that?"

Is he Feng Zikai a ghost?

.

"That's because the music just stopped."

Feng Zikai looked at the thermos pot that Song Cheng had placed on the bar.

"Is this for me?"

Normal voice intonation, unfortunately, the music just happened to be played at this time.

Feng Zikai didn't care if it was for him or not, he reached out to take it, if the old city didn't stop him, then this thing was for him.

Such a delicious soup, just by smelling the smell, you can know that it is from Song Cheng's mother.

He hadn't drunk the soup made by Song Cheng's mother for a long time.

He was also a man who grew up drinking her soup.

I remember when I was a child, because his mother's soup was unbearable, it was no different from dishwashing water.

He thought, and even told his mom that. In exchange for the white eyes that his mother rewarded him.

Since he was a child, he vowed to marry someone who could make soup when he grew up.

When he was in the first grade of primary school, Feng Zikai drank the soup that Song Cheng's mother asked Song Cheng to take to school for noon at a chance, Feng Zikai often followed Song Cheng's butt and went to Song Cheng's house to drink the soup.

After the music in the bar stopped, in a short silence, Feng Zikai was moved from the bottom of his heart: "Old city, your mother still cares about me, and asks you to bring me soup from afar." ”

Song Cheng had a glass of strong wine in his stomach, and the strong wine seemed to be hot in his throat, and the heat of his body came up when the cup bottomed out.

Song Cheng ignored Feng Zikai, who was so moved that he wanted to cry bitterly.

You're thinking too much.