Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Past

The clear eyes were watery, the long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the face revealed a little pitiful grievance.

"Little Star, it's not me who broke up with you.

I've been looking for you for so long, how can I be willing to part with you.

Lin Yincheng's hateful bastard, he thought he was strong enough not to be affected by me.

But I secretly hired a psychiatrist to hypnotize me, and I fell back into a deep sleep.

He's just a coward, he doesn't dare admit that he's tempted, and pretends not to care.

He was afraid of such uncontrollable emotions and suppressed all his joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

He was afraid of the woman who was full of resentment, a curse before she died.

How can a monster without a heart deserve love.

He only dared to lick those pains in his dreams, and disguised those wounds by not caring about everything.

Tortured by the self, let it rot in the heart. ”

The low, magnetic voice flowed slowly through the room like a stream of water, but it became so passionate behind it that it was like a tumbling wave.

The stormy waves were coming, and the strong impact made Zhong Lingxin's mind chaotic, and he felt quite dizzy.

It's as if something has buried the secret of the past few years, and it is about to break out of the ground.

No wonder, when they met again, he seemed to be a different person.

There was a sudden and inexplicable sourness in her heart, and she felt more and more distressed for the silent man.

What a heavy pain it was to be able to seal one's heart, lest it touch the feelings in one's heart.

I am willing to cover my face with the mask of the ancient well without waves, covering all the waves in my heart.

Whether it's joyful, shy, sad, angry, happy.

In his previous life, he wore a terrifying ghost face, like a wandering lonely soul, hidden in the darkness, standing alone.

What a fool who is the number one in the sky.

The atmosphere in the room has not yet eased from the solemnity.

Zhong Lingxin sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, not knowing what to do with this person.

Alfalfa stared at Zhong Lingxin with burning eyes, one hand still clutching her hand, as if holding some lost treasure.

"My name, my awakening is all because of you."

Zhong Lingxin, who was still immersed in the memories of his previous life, was confused because of this sudden sentence.

Their previous acquaintance seems to have only been around for a month.

Lin Alfalfa looked at the confused expression on her face, squinted slightly, and a thin layer of haze appeared in her eyes.

Did she still forget?

"Alfalfa grass is also called clover grass, you once told Lin Yincheng that with it, you can become happy."

Lin Alfalfa seemed to remember some beautiful picture, and her eyes were confused.

"Have you forgotten? Qianqian Cake House, birthday present, four-leaf clover. ”

Zhong Lingxin's eyebrows and eyes were hazy, and he looked at Lin Alfalfa's face fixedly, vaguely overlapping with a immature face.

Memories of the past were instantly reopened, and memories of him poured into a lake.

At that time, she was only six years old, and because it happened to be her birthday that day, Mother Zhong took her to buy a birthday cake.

There was a very good-looking little brother standing at the door of the cake shop.

His eyes kept staring at those desserts, and he looked like he wanted to eat them.

She happily leaned over to his side.

Circling around him like a little bee, chattering and talking.

Then, graciously invite him home to celebrate their birthday.

However, he coldly and silently refused.

But she became more and more frustrated, and she kept leaning on him, probably annoying by her.

He said coldly: Aren't you afraid of me? They all called me a monster.

She was bewitched by beauty, and she must have shook her head and denied it, if such a good-looking person is a monster, is there any reason for heaven?

Seeing that he was sullen, she seemed to have really given a four-leaf clover that she had been looking for a long time in the grass.

In the end, his family came and reluctantly said goodbye to him.

Thinking of this, Zhong Lingxin couldn't help but hold his forehead, and a trace of embarrassment crossed his face.

She also dragged his legs when she was a child and wouldn't let him leave.

This is definitely black history, and it must be buried in the quicksand of time, so that it will not see the light of day.

Zhong Ling coughed lightly uncomfortably, and asked weakly:

"You mean, that lost little brother is Lin Yincheng......"

Before Zhong Lingxin could think about how to continue, the figure in front of her suddenly came up and hugged her tightly.

Soft ripples ripple on the picturesque ink eyebrows, and the bright phoenix eyes are full of warm smiles.

The beautiful lip line slowly pulled open like a thread, and two shallow dimples appeared on the cheeks.

"Little Star, I've liked you so much since we first met when we were kids. I felt that you were the meaning of my coming into this world. ”

He leaned against Zhong Lingxin's neck socket to speak, and the breath he exhaled slightly stroked her skin like a feather.

Under the light, the slender shadow directly encircled her slender body.

The tips of her ears were somehow dyed crimson.

Alfalfa pecked her slightly open lips like a little water.

He pressed his white jade-like face again, rubbing her cheek gently.

"The first time I met you, the joy and sorrow in my heart, all my joys, sorrows, and sorrows arose because of you.

I don't want to let go anymore, I want to spend every moment with you. ”

Zhong Lingxin's whole body froze, and the warmth from his face made the redness on the tips of his ears spread to his neck.

"Little star, we will be together forever and never be separated again."

The burning breath in his ears, the soft voice with a hint of coquettishness.

The hidden meaning of it made Zhong Ling's expression change, and his heart was like a drum, like a thousand golden iron horses stepping through in a hurry.

She struggled slightly, but in exchange for a suppressed murmur in her ear: "Don't move, just let me hug it." ”

Zhong Lingxin raised his eyebrows and said softly, "I ......"

The person in front of her hugged her tighter, buried his head in her arms, and rubbed it affectionately.

The upper and lower lips touched, and he complained: "Little star, don't reject me, okay?" ”

Zhong Lingxin's hand pushed again, and he didn't give up and said: "I ......"

Lin Alfalfa interrupted her again, and said pitifully, "I can't even hug you now?" ”

Zhong Lingxin rolled his eyes helplessly, pushed away his clinging head, and tore him off his body alive.

Was this guy so clingy?

"You let go of me first, I'm going to go down and wash up and change my clothes."

She's dirty now, how can this person be returned

Lin Alfalfa's eyes sank, the hand around her waist froze, and she reluctantly let go of the person in her arms.

The corners of his mouth curled and he stared at the person who was about to leave without mercy, and he looked loveless.

Zhong Lingxin paused as he left, turned around, and touched the top of his hair.

"I'll talk about it when I get back."

Lin Alfalfa's drooping head was raised suddenly, and before he could speak, a string of abdominal sounds came from his stomach.

A blush suddenly flew on his face, and he turned his head calmly and hummed sullenly.

Accustomed to seeing his expressionless face, now this cute appearance made Zhong Lingxin twitch the corners of his mouth almost invisibly, and couldn't help but soften his heart a little.

After Zhong Lingxin cleaned up, he was led by someone who had been hungry for a day and came to the kitchen in a hurry.

Lin Alfalfa's eyebrows fluttered and Zhong Lingxin whispered something, and a bright and dazzling smile bloomed on her face.

Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, a brilliant blooming pear blossom tree, pure, amazing!

Lu Qianzhe happened to be drinking water in the restaurant, and he caught a glimpse of Lin Yincheng, whose painting style had changed abruptly, and suddenly the wind was messy.

The water that was handed to his mouth immediately poured down, directly wetting the placket.

The eyes slowly opened round, and a dull hair on his forehead was raised and shook tremblingly.

He has been with Lin Yincheng for a few years, and he also knows some things.

However, this man is too well hidden, and he has never seen another side of his personality.

Lu Qianzhe pulled the corners of his mouth, a flash of interest flashed in his eyes, and he left the restaurant with interest.

After leaving the space to the two people, he quietly shrank in a corner and secretly looked at the two people in the distance.

Zhong Lingxin looked at the various ingredients and flattened her mouth in distress, she had no way to take these things.

Lin Yincheng is not here, and no one here seems to know how to cook.

Alfalfa followed her like a shadow.

Seeing her pretty face wrinkled, the corners of her raised lips unconsciously dyed a thicker smile.

He took out a recipe from the cupboard as if offering a treasure and sent it to Zhong Lingxin.

"This is Lin Yincheng's recipe, we can do it together according to the above, it's very simple."

Zhong Lingxin breathed a sigh of relief and gave him a well-done look.

She looked at the handwriting on it, slightly stunned, and the tip of her nose unconsciously pantothenic.

Those of her favorite dishes, that person actually marked them all.

This intention made her heart tremble slightly, and she actually enjoyed it as a matter of course, and couldn't give him any response.

Zhong Lingxin glanced at the person next to him without a trace, his eyes were meaningful, and he continued to bury his head in studying the recipe.

She tried to pick a few dishes that were simple to operate and not complicated in content.

"You go and steam the rice first."

Zhong Lingxin pushed Lin Alfalfa, who was looking at the recipe with her face, and sent him to do something else.

After waiting for a long time, Lin Alfalfa was still next to her, motionless.

Zhong Lingxin couldn't help but raise his head and glanced at him lightly.

Lin Alfalfa turned her head away from her gaze, lowered her head and turned her fingers unconsciously, and said in a vague tone:

"I won't ......"

Zhong Lingxin raised his eyebrows slightly, opened his mouth, and seemed to want to say something.

But in the end, nothing came out, and he exhaled slowly.

Sure enough, you still have to do it yourself, so that you can have enough food and clothing.

She can still steam a meal or something.

This guy may not be able to boil water.

After Zhong Lingxin spent half an hour studying the recipe, he geared up and planned to show off his skills.

Uncontrollably, he drifted towards the alfalfa who was washing vegetables next to him.

Zhong Lingxin silently hooked the corners of his mouth, and secretly gave a positive look, at least his dishes were still clean.

The cold oil in the pot is just hot, add the sliced carrots and stir-fry, then put in the meat slices with good ingredients, stir-fry evenly, wait for the meat to change color, then pour in the cucumber slices, stir-fry a few times, sprinkle a little salt and you can get out of the pot.

Cooking for the first time in his life, Zhong Ling's eyebrows were upright and solemn, his expression was extremely focused, and his movements were smooth without a trace of jerky.

Lin Alfalfa propped her chin with both hands, stared at the busy figure not far away, and laughed lowly.

There were a few wisps of warmth in his eyes, and there was a faint pain in the gentleness.

Before leaving, I wanted to do another thing.