Want to be your little good girl (51)

Three years is not long, but it is not short.

But for the newborn Lu Ling, it is the whole life of his starting over.

He didn't dare to talk about love in front of Ding Bao, who was not yet mentally mature, and he didn't dare to do anything that might make her regret it.

In the dim and narrow path, Ding Bao clearly heard the other party's heartbeat, his muttering, and his words fell on his ears very clearly.

Ding Bao slowly opened her eyes, and in the corner with her back to Lu Ling, she looked at the pair of embracing shadows in front of her calmly.

A heart becomes strange.

Obviously, what was in front of him was not a hundred-yuan bill, just simple words, but Ding Bao clearly felt that his heart was twitching slightly.

It's a little warm, and it's a little painful.

This feeling made her subconsciously feel bad, because she had always been selfish, and she didn't love anyone and didn't need anyone to love her.

It may be that today's warm sun is just right, or it may be that the young man in front of her is too gentle, Ding Bao allowed herself to indulge for three seconds, so she gently put her face next to Lu Ling's face, and let him hug him obediently and quietly.

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Looking at the slightly stuffy and cramped room in front of him, Lu Ling, who was sitting on the sofa, frowned again.

Ding Bao brought him a glass of water from the kitchen, followed by an apron and asked with a smile.

"What do you want to eat?"

Lu Ling got up, his long body seemed to be getting narrower and narrower, he walked towards Ding Bao, lowered his eyes and looked at the sweat oozing from her forehead, and a touch of distress crossed his eyes.

"There's no air conditioning in the house?"

"The rent is cheap, where is the air conditioning? But I have a fan, so if it's hot, turn on the fan in the living room. ”

After saying that, Ding Bao turned around and was about to walk into the kitchen, Lu Ling grabbed her hand behind him, and then took out a light brown handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to her.

"Go to the living room and wait, I'll cook."

Ding Bao looked at the handkerchief in front of him, looking simple and simple, but the sign in the corner of the handkerchief indicated that it might be more expensive than her rent for a year.

Without hesitation, she took it, leaned to the tip of her nose and sniffed it.

Lu Ling looked at her actions, puzzled.

"What are you doing?"

"There's your smell on it, it smells so good, I haven't smelled it in a long time."

Ding Bao looked up at Lu Ling with a smile, and there was a little light in his smart and beautiful eyes.

As she spoke, she folded the veil and put it in her pocket.

"Give it to me, and when I miss you, take out the veil and smell it."

Lu Ling, who was standing in front of her, quietly watched her sniff her things gently like a puppy, her movements were natural and very emotional, and the taste of lust was followed by an innocent smile, which made Lu Ling subconsciously stiff, but she had to endure it and not show it.

He twisted his face slightly and coughed lightly, awkwardly and seriously

"I'll always be there."

"No, you still have to go to university in the capital, after four years of bachelor's degree, there are three years of master's degree and two years of doctorate, you are so smart, you must be able to complete all of them." I don't see you for many days. ”

When Lu Ling heard this, his complexion changed slightly.

He remembered Ding Bao's achievements, and listened to her say what she just said naturally and easily, and a depression surged in his heart for no reason.

"You go sit down first."

He took off Ding Bao's apron, put it on himself again, turned around and walked into the kitchen and started to get busy.

The pot in front of him was a little different from what he used before, but he could be handy with a little fiddling.

Ding Bao lifted the small electric fan in the living room and blew it into the kitchen.

The top floor is already stuffy, and the kitchen hood is not easy to use, as soon as the fire is turned on, the narrow kitchen will quickly become a choking steamer.

Lu Ling sweats less, even if the environment is hot and dry, he can quickly calm down and do what he is doing seriously.

He made three dishes of eggplant, lettuce and tomatoes in the refrigerator, and the sharp knife became extremely obedient under his hands, and soon a faint aroma of rice overflowed from the kitchen, Ding Bao hurriedly cleaned up the clutter on the table and made room for eating.

After leaving Merlin City for so long, this meal was the fullest Ding Bao had eaten, except for the onions and garlic on the plate, the rest were almost eaten cleanly.

"I didn't even know you could cook."

Lu Ling said indifferently while getting up to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

"There's so much you don't know."

After eating and drinking, Ding Bao leaned on the sofa and fell asleep, the electric fan in front of him was "whirring" and blowing, slightly dissipating some of the heat, and the house was no longer so stuffy after opening the window.

Lu Ling sat beside him, and he didn't mean to speak.

Seeing that the clock had reached half past seven, Ding Bao took the initiative to speak.

"My mom is sick and I have to stay here and take care of her until she recovers."

Lu Ling turned around and faced Ding Bao.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I think the two of us are out of play, we didn't do well in the college entrance examination, the house was sold, I can't continue to be neighbors with you, and I can't go to school in the same city as you, and I don't want to affect you, so I left Merlin City."

Lu Ling was silent for a long time.

It was so long that Ding Bao thought he wouldn't say anything more.

At this time, there was a burst of car horns outside the window, one after another, and in the sound of the whistle, the silent Lu Ling slowly stretched out his hand and gently hugged Ding Bao, and his tall body also leaned over, carefully and gently holding her neck.

Ding Bao opened his eyes wide to feel the oncoming fragrance, and after a while, Lu Ling's low murmur sounded in his ears.

"I'm sorry."

Ding Bao blinked, and a trace of surprise and confusion flashed in his eyes that had always been calm and barren.

She was the one who did the wrong.

But Lu Ling was apologizing.

The gentle voice is mixed with the distress that people can't ignore.

He repeated it softly.

"I'm sorry."

Sorry what?

Ding Bao didn't ask, but slowly narrowed his eyes and looked at the dark night sky through the window glass.

This is the tenderness and preference she has never felt.

It felt better than expected.

"I'm sorry I wasn't there when you needed me the most."

Listening to his words, Ding Bao's reason told her that at this time, she needed to cry loudly and fully reveal her most vulnerable side to him, so as to be most in line with the nature of the original owner.

But she couldn't shed a single tear at this moment.

She didn't want to cry because what she was facing now was what she was going to endure.

She even wanted to laugh a little, because Lu Ling's softness and warmth were simply an unexpected joy in this cold world to her.

Everyone yearns for something beautiful, and Ding Bao is no exception.

She felt it carefully, sniffing the familiar smell on the tip of her nose, and in a trance, an inexplicable familiarity surged.

At this time, Ding Bao realized that she lacked a lot of vigilance towards Lu Ling.

Deep down, she seemed to keep reminding herself to try to remember what some people looked like.