Ling Xiao's well-defined fingers tapped on the table again.

Zhu Shan's thoughts were pulled back, she looked at the hot pot soup base in front of her, and blurted out: "Why do you hate me so much?" ”

Ling Xiao didn't say anything, his gaze stopped for two seconds on her lost and somewhat aggrieved little face.

Then he stood up, and his tone was uncompromising: "I'll pay, and you have to make a choice when you come back." ”

Zhu Shan gritted her teeth and swung two punches at his broad back.

After she calmed down, she also understood that Ling Xiao didn't give her room for negotiation.

It's impossible to go back to SJP anyway.

There's only one choice.

Isn't it just living together?

It's not like I haven't lived!

Despite this comfort, Zhu Shan was still irritable and angry.

After a while, Ling Xiao came back from settling the account, his dark eyes full of oppression.

He stood next to the table, propped up the table with one hand, and leaned over slightly to spit out two words: "Answer." ”

Zhu Shan's little face tilted to the side: "Live with you." ”

Ling Xiao seemed to be very satisfied with this answer, raised his eyebrows, and pointed to his coat: "Put on your clothes, it's cold outside." ”

With that, he turned and walked out the door.

Zhu Shan picked up her clothes and followed.

Zhu Shan's rented apartment is about thirty square meters, and Ling Xiao can see it at a glance when he stands at the door.

It can be seen that Zhu Shan has just returned to China and does not have much luggage.

Zhu Shan Mali packed her things and packed a suitcase and two large bags.

Ling Xiao pushed the suitcase in one hand and carried two bags in the other.

Zhu Shan followed behind him, holding a half-meter-tall violent bear doll in her arms.

got into the car, and Zhu Shan was still holding the violent bear.

Ling Xiao glanced at it, a little disgusted: "You put the back seat and block the rearview mirror." ”

Zhu Shan's grandmother snorted and sat in the back of the car with her beloved violent bear.

Ling Xiao was amused by her daring to be angry and didn't dare to speak: "Such a precious thing? ”

"This is my patron saint."

Tutelary?

Ling Xiao looked at Zhu Shan through the rearview mirror, her round cheeks were full of collagen, her eyelashes were long and curled, her lips were ruddy, and she was pulling at the violent bear's round ears and kneading.

Seems to be angry.

Arrived at "home".

Ling Xiao pulled out a new pair of men's slippers from the shoe cabinet and threw her in front of her: "There are no girls' slippers at home, so I will wear them." ”

Zhu Shan had just changed her slippers, and was pulled to the door by Ling Xiao to record her fingerprints on the smart lock.

He grabbed her hand and recorded it several times.

Zhu Shan has the illusion of being dragged to forcibly "confess her guilt and draw a prisoner".

After recording her fingerprints, Zhu Shan walked around the room by herself.

Three bedrooms and one living room, the decoration is simple style, the main tone is warm white.

The living room is connected to the dining room, separated by a bar in the middle, and next to the dining room is the open kitchen.

The whole space has no walls, and it looks large and empty.

Zhu Shan felt a little strange, and thought about it for a long time before she reacted, it was that this house was too tidy.

The furnishings on the coffee table, the blankets on the sofa, the barstools aligned by the bar, the spotless kitchen......

There is no trace of the life of the inhabitants.

It's like a sample room in a real estate.

You know, Ling Xiao didn't know that she was back, and she wouldn't clean up in advance at all.

"Come here!"

As soon as Ling Xiao spoke, Zhu Shan's thoughts were blocked, and her fart turned upside down.

Ling Xiao pushed open the door of a room and turned on the room light: "You just live in this room, I haven't used the bathroom outside, you will use it alone in the future." ”

"Haven't used it? Are you not usually at home? ”

"I have a bathroom in my room." Ling Xiao leaned lazily against the door frame and raised his chin, "I live in the room opposite you." ”

"Ling Xiao, is your usual range of activities only in your room?"

"How?"

"Obviously." Zhu Shan's white and tender fingers pointed to the living room and said, "Except for the foyer, other public areas have no traces of life at all." ”

"You're very observant." Ling Xiao couldn't help but raise his hand to pinch Zhu Shan's cheek, deceived slightly, and explained, "I'm very busy, can it be that I cook by myself after work, or leisurely chase the eight o'clock dog blood drama?" ”

Although the words are good, Zhu Shan always feels that this life is not good.

She slapped Ling Xiao's hand away: "Work is just a part of life. ”

Ling Xiao ignored her, and after turning to leave, Zhu Shan sat on the bed and looked at the room.

The room is not big, the bed is wooden and simple white, about one meter five wide, with two bedside tables, and there are rows of wardrobes next to it.

Zhu Shan stood up and opened the curtains, and behind the curtains were floor-to-ceiling windows.

She pushed it open and walked out, and there was a small curved balcony outside, with a small rattan table and two small chairs.

Standing here, you can see the riverside park not far away, and the cute arrangement of winding street lamps.

Nice night view.

You don't have to pay rent yet.

And Ling Xiao just said that he was very busy, so he shouldn't be very careful.

Thinking about it like this, Zhu Shan was in a much better mood.

The mobile phone in Zhu Shan's hand vibrated for a moment, and she picked it up, it was WeChat sent by Ling's mother.

Mother Ling: [Shanshan, I heard Ling Yue say that you have returned to Yuhe. 】

Zhu Shan's face was full of black lines.

On the way back, she picked up Ling Yue's phone, and so quickly, the news of her return was spread.

The phone vibrates again.

Ling's mother: [Ling Xiao should have picked you up, right?] 】

Ling's mother: [If you need anything, tell Ling Xiao directly, if he dares to provoke you, you can tell me and see how I fix him.] 】

Zhu Shan smiled and typed back.

Zhu Shan: [Auntie, this far water can't save the near fire]

Ling's mother: [What is the name of Auntie, sooner or later you will have to call your mother.] 】

Ling's mother: [But there's no hurry, I'll definitely give you a thick 'change of mouth' red envelope at that time.] 】

Mother Ling: [Shanshan, you have returned to China, is it a day to hold your wedding? 】

Zhu Shan looked at the information that popped up one after another, and felt indescribable self-blame in her heart.

Because the marriage relationship is fake, there is no possibility of a wedding.

Next year, she and Ling Xiao will be married for five years, and she can become a ZG citizen in accordance with relevant laws and regulations, and then she will... Divorce.

There was a sound of footsteps, Zhu Shan turned her head, and saw Ling Xiao take the sheets and bed in.

"A new one for you."

Zhu Shan sat on the rattan chair on the balcony, watching Ling Xiao change her bed objects very efficiently and quickly.

Ling Xiao hugged the objects on the bed that he had changed: "If you lack anything, you can send me WeChat, you can call, I am still the same number as before, don't think about complaining to my mother about everything!" ”

After speaking, Ling Xiao walked out of the room and closed the door.

Zhu Shan rolled her eyes, scolding in her heart.

After packing up her mood, she first took out her washing things and put them in the bathroom outside.

Only then do you pack your clothes.

As soon as I fiddled with it, it was early in the morning.

Zhu Shan took a shower, looked at Ling Xiao's closed door before returning to the room, made a grimace, and then quickly closed the door with a weak heart.

She even shouted behind her back, and her heart was empty.

I'm afraid that Ling Xiao will repair her.

Zhu Shan climbed on the bed and hugged the violent bear and lay down, she looked at the ceiling by the faint moonlight, rubbing her fingers against the violent bear's ears.

Stayed in the apartment for a week and she didn't sleep well.

The sound insulation is not good, the people are messy, it is very late, or very early, and there is a sound outside the door.

After all, she is a single young girl, and it is inevitable that she will be vigilant and worried.

Thinking of this, Zhu Shan frowned, turned over and buried her little face in the pillow.

She's not a single girl.

In terms of the rule of law, no!

Feeling suffocated, Zhu Shan turned her little face sideways and gasped.

Her brows slowly furrowed, her expression relaxed, and she had to admit that she was at ease living here.

After a tiring day, Zhu Shan closed her eyes and quickly fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Zhu Shan woke up in a daze, with a layer of fine sweat on her head, because her stomach hurt.

She was still a little sleepy, but the pain and pain had completely faded and her consciousness was clear.

She touched her stomach and found that it was not her stomach that hurt, but her stomach.

Zhu Shan endured it, adjusted her posture and continued to sleep.

The pain did not lessen, but even became more and more intense.

Zhu Shan reached out and pressed the bedside lamp, sat up and leaned against the head of the bed.

She reached for her phone and looked at the time, it was only two o'clock in the morning.

Then, I said in my heart: Bear with it.

Zhu Shan endured the discomfort and grabbed the violent bear, touched its ears, and closed her eyes again.

After persisting like this for more than half an hour, Zhu Shan climbed out of bed and put on her underwear.

She went to knock on Ling Xiao's door.

There was a strong cramping pain in her stomach, Zhu Shan "hissed", leaned against the door weakly, and knocked anxiously again.

With a "click", the door opened, revealing a warm glow.

Zhu Shan's body lost its strength point, and fell directly into Ling Xiao's arms.

Ling Xiao's body stiffened obviously, and only after reacting did he hug her soft body.

His voice was a little low: "What to do?" ”

Zhu Shan listened to his chaotic heartbeat, raised her eyelids and asked for help: "My stomach hurts!" ”

Only then did Ling Xiao notice that her face was pale.

He touched her palm, and it was all sweat.

Zhu Shan's brows were knotted, and she could see the layout of his room through the light in the Ling Xiao room.

The desk and bookshelves that occupy more space than the bed, the pile of scattered documents on the table, and the computer is still bright.

It's almost three o'clock in the morning, and he's still working.

Zhu Shan's first reaction was to disturb his work.

As if she was afraid that he would not be saved when she saw death, Zhu Shan raised her hand and grabbed Ling Xiao's pajamas, and her voice was pressed in her throat: "Can you stop working first?" I felt like I was dying. ”

After speaking, he added: "I didn't mean to make trouble for you." ”

Ling Xiao helped Zhu Shan: "Put on a coat, I'll take you to the hospital." ”

Looking at Zhu Shan's little face, which was already wrinkled in pain, Ling Xiao frowned: "Can you wear it yourself?" ”

"Yes."

Zhu Shan found a down jacket at random and put it on.

On the way to the hospital, Zhu Shan's head was numb with pain, and she just wanted to curl herself up.

She opened her eyes and looked out the window at the city, which was not dark by night, a completely different street scene from SJP.

Zhu Shan is not a pessimistic person, if not sick.

But she has only just returned to China, and she still has a lot to do.

She bit her lip, and her voice was weak: "Ling Xiao... Do I have stomach cancer? ”

Ling Xiao: "......"

Seeing that Ling Xiao didn't talk to herself, Zhu Shan took out her mobile phone, opened the website, and searched for entries related to "stomach pain".

This search made Zhu Shan even more panicked: "It may also be esophageal cancer and colorectal cancer." ”

Ling Xiao: "......"

Zhu Shan's whole body went limp, the phone smashed on her leg, and then slid under the passenger seat.

She didn't care, but closed her eyes and said in a sly tone: "It looks like I'm really going to die." ”

Ling Xiao sighed: "When you had heat stroke in junior high school, you also said that you were going to die." ”

！！！

Unbearable memories came back.

At that time, Zhu Shan was in her second year of junior high school.

It was PE class.

Because the weather was too hot, the PE teacher only let them run 200 meters before they were allowed to move freely.

She and her classmates sat in the shade of a tree on the edge of the playground, chatting about the gossip of popular entertainment stars.

While chatting, Zhu Shan felt that her vision was a little blurry.

She got up and went to the toilet to wash her face, and then she felt like she had stepped on cotton.

Zhu Shan shook her head and walked towards the infirmary.

The school infirmary was on the high school side, and before she could get to the infirmary, with a bell ringing, a group of seniors rushed out of the teaching building.

The crowd shook, and Zhu Shan only felt that her gaze was even more shaky.

It was dark in front of her eyes, and Zhu Shan's weak body fell to the ground.

In a daze, she heard a noisy voice, and after slowly becoming clear, she heard Ling Xiao call her name.

It took a while for Zhu Shan to open her eyelids.

Then she said, "Brother Ling Xiao, I'm going to die." ”

Ling Xiao ignored her words, carried her on her back with the help of her classmates, and ran towards the infirmary.

Zhu Shan's stomach was churned, and then she "vomited".

Zhu Shan thought that if it weren't for the murder offense, she might have died at the age of 14.

"Did you die at last?" Ling Xiao's deep voice pulled Zhu Shan's thoughts back.

Her voice choked, her little face wrinkled, and she was a little embarrassed: "This time is different." ”

"What's the difference?"

"I... I ......" Zhu Shan hesitated and struggled a few times before speaking, "I haven't pooped for a few days, and the symptoms are all the same as the ones I just checked on the Internet." ”

“...... Shut up. ”