He walked up the steps, picked up the large bouquet of tulips tied with silk, and found that the flowers that were used to please Lin Qiao were fake flowers outlined with wool.

After confirming the furry feel, Zilo was shocked.

He couldn't think of anyone in the camp who would put such a thought into making such a thing to send girls? He didn't know the men yet, and it would be nice to be able to cook a decent meal for himself.

While he was still thinking, the door in front of him was opened.

Xin Lu stared at him widely, and then she walked out and walked around him, looking like she didn't expect anything, "It's you?" Is it you Qi Luo who quietly puts flowers in front of my house every day? When did your biceps learn to pinch and hook the needle? ”

It's not that she meant mockery, it's that she is really weird, there are so many physical tasks to do every day, how did Qi Luo get so many lines and time to make fake flowers, I don't know how many hundreds, they are thrown in the trash by Lin Qiao every day.

齐洛出口想要解释，视线却不自觉的瞟向打开的门后，是林乔穿着睡衣，顶着一头微乱蓬松的长发从卧室出来。

她顺了一把毛躁的头发，喝了一口杯子里的热牛奶，看起来美好极了。

Xin Lu closed the door, restrained her surprised look, lowered her voice and warned him solemnly: "I don't have a problem if you like a dog, but Lin Qiao definitely can't." ”

Zilo frowned, "Why? ”

Lin Qiao's identity is a secret that all those who know are secret, Xin Lu can't say it directly, so she said in a roundabout way: "She has a child, her husband is still alive, you should die." ”

Zilo was stunned.

At this time, Lin Qiao, as usual, came out with a milk cup and two slices of toast and was about to sit in the rocking chair to enjoy, when she met the confrontation between the two at the door, she said: "What's wrong?" ”

Qi Luo took the lead in turning around, suppressed his dissatisfaction, and directly stuffed the flower into Lin Qiao's arms, "Give it to you." ”

Xin Lu: "You can't ask for this flower. ”

Zillo: "This weekend, I'd like to have a meal with you and go to the rocks to see the sunset and the stars. ”

Lin Qiao: "."

She looked down at Dazzle, then at Zilo, "Okay." ”

Xin Lu was incredulous and asked her, "Are you serious?" ”

Lin Qiao curled the corners of his lips, "That's right." ”

Zi Luo raised his chin proudly, and glanced at the flower in her arms, and couldn't help but feel embarrassed again.

Just annoyed by Xin Lu, without thinking about it, he stuffed the flower into Lin Qiao's arms, and he didn't know if it was too late to learn to hook yarn now.

Lin Qiao finished breakfast, and the vigorous tulips were left at home, and she and Zilo went to the car bookstore in the camp.

The sticky tentacles trailed from the ground, and they climbed up the window of the car in unseen corners, silently watching her every move with a bloodshot glass eyeball.

Most of the books on the cart are bought from the city and collected, and they have a unique smell of the pages that can calm people's minds.

Zilo looked down at the book she pulled out casually, "You understand this?" ”

He was not highly educated and even less interested in writing.

Zilo's somewhat bored reaction landed in Chu Ji's eyes, making him jealous and distorted.

I can't even understand such an idiot's fairy tale, why should Lin Qiao agree?

Where is he good?

Because she thinks that he gave them to give face? The garbage that took the fruits of His labor should be eaten by Him and crushed to pieces.

The tentacles squirmed viciously, and when they were not careful, the exposed fangs pierced the car window, and the glass fell to the ground and shattered, startling people.

Lin Qiao came out of the bookstore and looked at the glass on the ground.

"Maybe it's too hot." Zilo breathed a sigh of relief beside him, he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes inside, and the yawn that was about to come out of his mouth pressed back into his throat, "We can go to lunch together now and go to the movies again." ”

By the time the two of them were completely alone enough to talk, a feeling of crampedness and embarrassment crept in, and Qi Luo found himself not knowing how to communicate with Lin Qiao, and their conversation sounded stiff and unfamiliar, like an interrogation.

"What did you do in Wandering City?"

"Before joining the Ministry of Special Affairs, I washed dishes in a bar in the slums."

Zillo: "Ah, so. ”

Lin Qiao nodded, and without obviously wanting to talk about his past, the topic stopped.

After a while, Zilo said again, "Then do you have any hobbies?" What do you like to eat? I cook very well, especially the barbecue. ”

Lin Qiao: "I'm not a picky eater, I don't have a particular favorite, I can accept anything, and I don't have any hobbies. ”

She's such a boring person.

"Oh, it's also a good habit." Unable to start the topic at all, Qi Luo touched his head, lowered his head and took a bite of the sausage to hide his embarrassment.

After staying up until dinner, the two went to watch a movie together, a youth literary film, talking about campus love.

Zilo thought that young girls would love this kind of fantastic plot, so he chose it deliberately.

There were only two of them in the black projection car, he specially bought drinks and candy, thinking that at this time, he could always resolve the embarrassment and enhance some feelings, but Lin Qiao shrank in the soft sofa, and fell asleep on the side after a while.

Zillo pounced again.

He sighed as he looked at the girl's head tilted to the other side in the dark, chewing on candy that would freshen her breath in her mouth.

In just one morning, he sensed that Lin Qiao was a little different from the usual girl, she was not interested in everything she was doing, and being with her was like talking to a piece of wood that could only answer questions.

"You don't feel good for me, do you?"

In the evening, on the rocks of the wilderness, the sun finally sinks halfway, and the weather is no longer as hot as a furnace.

Zilo sat cross-legged next to her in a dejected manner.

Lin Qiao denied, "No, I appreciate you. ”

She tilted her head, the setting sun shone on her face, her hair floated, and the whole person's temperament was gentle and quiet.

"Why do you like me?"

Zilo pursed his lower lip and looked ahead: "I was hunted that day and I was almost bitten off by a hidden beast, and you came down from the sky to save me, and at that moment I felt as if I had seen an angel." ”

Lin Qiao was slightly stunned.

Zilo said: "Of course it's not just that, I don't see you as a savior, I know very well that it's all a man's affection for a woman, not just the worship of heroes, I don't know how to describe that feeling, no matter what you do later, in my eyes your whole person seems to be shining in the morning mist, I think you are so beautiful." ”

He pointed to his chest and smiled shyly, "It's the same today, I've been dancing like crazy here for a day, and I haven't slowed down." ”

Although Lin Qiao was very cold and polite, her indifference did not affect the fact that he still liked it very much.