Before Shu Wen came to him, the last thing Shu Nong wanted to see was them and Song Lin.

Now that she has met Shu Wen, the last thing she wants to see is Song Lin in front of her.

She didn't want to admit her identity, and the red food in front of her could just cover for her, just like the first time she saw Liu Xubai with Yan Chang'an, Shu Nong looked up at Song Lin slightly, and her eyes that were slightly red from the spicy smell were full of curiosity and admiration for him.

Song Lin just smiled slightly, lowered his eyes and looked at the food on the table, and said warmly: "Eating a lot of spicy food in a short period of time is not good for the stomach. He paused, then looked at the bowl of ice that had been drunk to the point of fruit, and said, "I remember, you didn't like spicy food before." ”

His gentle gaze moved away from the ice bowl and slowly fell on her face: "Suisui." ”

"Aha......"

Shu Nong was slightly stunned, blinked quickly, laughed dryly, and still played sloppy with Song Lin, "Young Master Song also admitted his mistake, right?" In the past few days, several people have recognized me as 'Sui', maybe yes - I was born to resemble hers? ”

Song Lindan shook his head with a smile, raised his hand and pointed to her right hand.

"You have a small mole on the left side of your index finger." He laughed, "Do you need me to verify it?" ”

“？！”

Shu Nong immediately retracted his right hand into his wide sleeve, "That can only mean that it is too much of a coincidence, there are many people in the world who have moles on their index fingers, and it is not only me and that 'Sui Sui'." ”

Song Lin nodded as if compromised, but before Shu Nong could breathe a sigh of relief, he said again: "When you were nine years old, you had to fly a kite with me, but you lost to me, and you went to play with Xiaohua sadly, and you were scratched by it, and there may be scars on your wrists." ”

“……”

"When you were twelve years old, you fell from a tree while climbing it, and your palm scratched a little skin, and you howled and cried, and you screamed so much that you were earth-shattering......"

Shu Nong endured and endured, endured and endured, and suddenly crashed into Song Lin's eyes with a teasing smile, gritted his teeth, broke the jar, and couldn't bear it: "I didn't lose to you when I flew a kite, Xiaohua won't scratch me, I don't have any scars on my wrists, and I climbed a tree-"

She took a deep breath: "Although I did accidentally fall down, I definitely didn't cry, and I didn't scream so much. ”

What's more, if the two of them really want to talk about it, Song Lin loves to cry.

She raised her eyes to look at Song Lin, only to see that his smile deepened a lot, and she looked at her with crooked eyebrows: "Look, don't you remember me and these things?" I remember it very well. ”

Shu Nong: "......"

Shu Nong lowered his eyes, avoiding Song Lin's gaze, not looking directly into his eyes, but no longer hiding his right hand, rubbing the small mole in Song Lin's mouth and deflated his mouth, and said in a low voice: "Do you have anything to do with me?" ”

Song Lin's gaze crossed from the golden hairpin on the top of her hair, all the way through her slightly weak eyebrows, fair face, slightly unhappy lips, and finally landed on the small mole on her index finger, taking in her small movements.

He just felt very unreal, his heart beat faster, and the heart almost jumped out of his chest, making his limbs slightly limp, and he looked at her vivid face in a daze and obsession.

Song Lin felt happy on the one hand, but sad on the other, and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"I ......" he was silent for too long, Shu Nong didn't urge him, and when he spoke again, his voice became a little darker, "I just want to talk to you." ”

He hadn't heard her voice for too long, and in a scene like this today, he had been daydreaming for the past six hundred years, and he didn't dare to imagine sitting opposite Shu Nong like this.

Shu Nong was stunned, raised his eyes to look at him, pursed his lips, and felt a little guilty.

Song Lin smiled at her, put his hands together on the table, showed a little nervousness, glanced at her slightly red and swollen lips, and said softly: "Why, do you like to eat spicy food now?" ”

Shu Nong twisted up his chopsticks, poked the potato chips on the plate casually, and said casually: "I've been here for a few days, and I feel spicy and spicy." ”

Song Lin glanced at the potato slices that were wrapped in chili noodles and was silent for a moment.

Even if it is spicy and spicy, there is no need to eat it so heavy, right?

Shu Nong's previous taste was light, sweet and sour, and such a big change suddenly occurred, obviously it could not be caused overnight.

Thinking of this, Song Lin's eyes suddenly turned red.

He realized more and more what these 600 years had brought.

No one knows how Shu Nong came back to life, and how she has come over the past six hundred years, she has always trusted and relied on Shu Wen, but even Shu Wen said that she had something to hide, and she couldn't ask the real situation, and Song Lin naturally wouldn't touch her moldy head and ask her about the past six hundred years.

But he was very eager and eager to know how she was doing, why she didn't go back to Shu's house, why she came back after six hundred years, and didn't want to recognize them.

He didn't dare to mention the word sacrificial sword, nor could he ask what happened to her after she died.

Six hundred years was too long, like an insurmountable chasm in front of him and Shu Nong, he couldn't get a glimpse of the scene on the other side, and he didn't know what to do.

He obviously had endless lovesickness and interesting things to tell her, and he had deliberately brewed something to say for a long time before going down the mountain, but now he finally met Shu Nong, and there was only a table in the middle, but he couldn't say those words.

It was clear that Shunong had returned, and the position within reach of his eyes still made him feel far away.

Song Lin pretended to be comfortable at first, but at this time he really recognized Shu Nong, but he noticed her concealment and evasion, which made him helpless, anxious and sad, and looked at each other speechless for a long time, Shu Nong glanced at him, and was immediately shocked, but saw that his eyes were open, and tears rolled down, and he stared at her directly, as if she had done something heinous, aggrieved and sad.

Shu Nong hurriedly shouted "sin" three times in his heart, pulled the handkerchief around his waist that was ready to wipe his mouth, stretched out his hand while propping up the table, and pasted the handkerchief on Song Lin's face.

"Don't cry, don't cry."

Shu Nong comforted and secretly annoyed.

It's clear that she didn't say anything, she didn't do anything, why did she make people cry when she was born!

Not only Shu Nong, but Song Lin, who was lurking in the crowd in the distance, were also dumbfounded, and touched the people around them a little higher: "Here, the young master made a little girl cry, let's go or-"

"Where to go." The other lowered his voice and said, "This is between lovers - tsk, you don't understand it, let alone a little girl, can't you see it?" That's obviously Miss Shu, the young master has been reading for 600 years, what's wrong with crying? Don't think about it, just keep it in peace. ”

After saying that, he didn't wait for the tall man who was scratching his head to say anything, so he turned and separated from him, and concentrated on lurking the guard.

The tall man stood there, puzzled.

What was he thinking? Didn't he see the young master sitting with a girl, and he had to come and gossip with him?