Since then, a few months have passed, and Ming Rong has come to see Zhao Linchu more and more times, and his care for him can't stop overflowing. Zhao Linchu could actually feel it, but he couldn't break through it.

Sometimes he feels that he is a scumbag, he can't let go of Shengsheng, and he can't let go of Mingrong.

It was already late at night when Zhao Linchu went home that day, and Zhao Linsheng was lying on his bed looking at the album given by Zhao Linchu's co-workers.

Seeing his brother come back, Zhao Linsheng raised an innocent smile: "Brother is back!" ”

Zhao Linchu walked over and rubbed Zhao Linsheng's little head: "What, why is it still yet, you haven't slept yet?" ”

"Wait for my brother." Zhao Linsheng replied obediently.

Zhao Linchu felt very distressed for no reason.

"Next, no next time, don't wait." Zhao Linchu took off his coat and threw it on the cabinet next to the bed, "It's too late, it's right to go to bed late, it's not good for the body." ”

"It's okay, I'm waiting for my brother anyway." Zhao Linsheng smiled like a flower, but it was like a knife that pierced his brother's heart.

He went out with Mingrong just now.

Every now and then, he felt like a nasty bastard, inadvertently hurting this and that.

He can't always do one thing or the other.

It can't go on like this.

The next day, Mingrong came to the construction site again. In the evening, Zhao Linchu didn't know how many times he saw her get out of the luxurious car, but this time his heart seemed to be dug by something, and it hurt hotly.

He quietly glanced at his bicycle parked in the corner, and suddenly felt a huge gap.

It's like the difference between a fish swimming at the bottom of the water looking up at an eagle flying high.

That's the distance he'll never be able to catch.

"You seem to ...... Something you want to tell me. Ming Rong saw Zhao Linchu's worried face, and couldn't help but become very worried.

Zhao Linchu looked at the tip of his shoe again and again, and pulled out a very bitter smile for a while: "No, it's nothing." ”

"Lying." Mingrong pouted, looking unhappy.

Zhao Linchu didn't know how to speak, he held back for a long time, and said with red eyes: "I, I think, we, we, still, don't meet, meet." ”

Ming Rong was stunned for a moment, and shrugged his shoulders very unnaturally: "What's the matter, suddenly making such a joke......"

However, she knew that such words would not convince her at all.

Everyone knows that Zhao Linchu will not joke.

Zhao Linchu's hands curled up slightly, resting on a pole, with the posture of crushing the pole.

Mingrong looked at him distressedly: "Is my family giving you too much pressure?" ”

Zhao Linchu shook his head.

"Is that your sister? I can take care of her ...... with you."

Zhao Linchu shook his head even more hard.

"That's why ......," Mingrong asked, tears on the verge of falling. She likes Zhao Linchu, and she likes this person since she heard about him. I like his woodenness, I like his simplicity, and I like his sense of responsibility even more. She knew that he had too many scruples, and she also knew the way of the world, so she didn't dare to show her heart all along. She could feel that he liked herself, too, but ......

This liking that just sprouted a little bit was ruthlessly cut off by him.

"No...... It's not suitable......" Zhao Linchu tried his best not to let the tears fall.

He's a man and can't cry.

"What is called inappropriate, Lin Chu, you can't just prevaricate me like this!" Mingrong roared out with a crying voice. Zhao Linchu was taken aback, but he still couldn't bear to let his inner emotions be exposed.

He was afraid, afraid that once he was exposed, he would really not be able to give it up anymore.

"Right...... Sorry ......"

Ming Rong suddenly turned Zhao Linchu's face and made him look at himself: "Zhao Linchu, if you can look at me and say that you don't like me, I will never pester you again." ”

Zhao Linchu looked at Ming Rong's crying face in surprise, and his expression suddenly distorted.

Say......

Zhao Linchu, say......

"Say it......"

Zhao Linchu struggled for a moment, lowered his head tremblingly, and whispered in a voice as thin as a mosquito:

"Hi, like ......"

said that the man had tears and didn't flick, but at this moment he couldn't hold back anymore, and almost roared:

"Yes, I'm sorry, I, I like you......"

Ming Rong was stunned for a while, and suddenly with a "woo", he fell on Zhao Linchu's shoulder and cried.

At that time, it was not easy to say how much I liked it.

"Miss!" A man dressed as a servant rushed over from not far away, and pulled Ming Rong away from Zhao Linchu's side in an instant. Ming Rong opened his teary eyes and tried to reach out to touch Zhao Linchu......

I can't touch it.

When the servant saw his young lady's embarrassed appearance, his heart suddenly burst into flames, and he shouted loudly behind him: "Come on, call me!" ”

A group of servant-looking people suddenly rushed out and pressed Zhao Linchu to the ground with punches and kicks. Zhao Linchu did not resist, but just endured all this calmly.

He is to blame.

"Don't! Don't hit! Mingrong struggled to step forward and pull the fight, but was firmly restrained by the servant, and he couldn't break free at all, so he could only shout and cry weakly, but everything was to no avail.

Hurt.

It hurts a lot.

Whether it's the heart or the body, it's a pain that tears people apart.

Zhao Linchu was honestly lying on the ground, and somehow suddenly laughed.

Such...... It can't be that you owe anyone......

When Zhao Linchu returned home, Zhao Linsheng was rarely asleep. The body was still in pain, but Zhao Linchu still walked to her side as usual, carefully folded the quilt, and then sat beside her, looking at Zhao Linsheng's sleeping face with his eyes down.

Zhao Linsheng likes to laugh when he is sober, and his smile is sweet, like a sugar cube that can only be eaten during the Chinese New Year; However, when she fell asleep, she was completely different, and she looked like the eldest lady of a family.

Zhao Linsheng is beautiful, the old people in the town have often come to his house since the past, wanting to take Zhao Linsheng back to be a child daughter-in-law, but Xiao Linsheng always hides behind Zhao Linchu and refuses to go with others. Zhao Linchu could only greet the guests away with a smile, and then turned around and rubbed Xiao Lin Sheng's little head.

"Mingming...... Clearly...... And, live with me in one, if you live, you won't, there will be a good, future ah......"

If it's not yourself, it's not in this home...... Sheng Sheng can also live a good life.

"Why, why don't you go......" Zhao Linchu sighed, and looked at Zhao Linsheng's gaze slightly deeper.

Happy......

This may be the greatest happiness he can bear.

His eyes suddenly flashed in front of Mingrong's face.