A dish of tomato fish ball noodles.

The finished product is on the table, sweet and sour, refreshing and tender, and the taste is just right, even Zhang Yun, who doesn't like to eat fish, is full of praise.

Five stars!

Ling Yicheng felt a little better in his heart.

"Auntie, if you like it, eat more, there is a lot of cooking in the pot." He is well-behaved and owner-like.

Zhang Yun really and sincerely served a bowl.

Ling Yicheng's disgust with grass carp was lost in a second.

Su Xiaoli's eyes are shining, happy!

Usually, my mother only eats a small half bowl and puts chopsticks, but today is really good.

Reward mom with a little red flower.

Oh yes, and reward today's chef with a little red flower.

After the meal, the two of them walked for a long time.

Eat too much.

The long road, peaceful ironing, and the heart has precipitation.

Of course, there is more precipitation in the stomach.

"I didn't expect the fish balls of grass carp to be so delicious." Although the wind on the autumn night was a little cool, Su Xiaoli had a warm face.

"Hmm." Ling Yicheng originally disliked the grass carp "mud can't support the wall", but he had to nod at this moment.

After all, the reaction of the family at dinner, and the bottom of the pot where there is no soup left, have said it all.

The two scattered, turning around, and somehow, walked in front of Ling Yicheng's house.

Su Xiaoli must have acted unintentionally.

Only this time, she handed over the door key to Ling Yicheng.

Ling Yicheng personally opened the door and walked into the courtyard of his house, the moonlight poured like water, and he stood quietly under the big tree for a while.

After a while, he said softly and solemnly: "I like it very much." ”

"I just hope you don't blame me for being troublesome." Su Xiaoli smiled silently.

After locking the door, the two continued to walk slowly, chatting occasionally for a word or two, more softly silent.

Ling Yicheng looked at the faintly flickering water lines in the back sea, and his heart was peaceful and comfortable.

He smiled happily, "It's nice here. ”

Su Xiaoli smiled lightly at him.

The corners of the mouth are crooked, and a smile is enough to make the autumn night slightly drunk.

The autumn breeze blew by the seaside, and the lingering taste of wind and water quietly surged into Ling Yicheng's heart.

"The 200,000 yuan you gave, in addition to buying a house, I also invested part of it and donated some to a welfare home." The girl whispered.

"Well, that's good." Ling Yicheng replied softly.

He looked sideways at the quiet Su Xiaoli beside him, tomorrow he was about to walk to the battlefield again......

Ling Yicheng has never been so nostalgic for this girl in his heart.

He even wanted to secretly hug her, fulfilling his little wish, hoping to warm up the cold winter, or, in case...... Finally...... I can be blind, too.

But in the end, his hand failed to touch Su Xiaoli's arm, and it was withdrawn.

Still don't have enough courage to face that self who longs to be loved.

Besides, what he is doing now is to hit the night with a fragile body, trying to tear a hole.

All love can probably only be his own business.

The moon slowly moved her position, and the two finally walked back to the gate of Su Xiaoli's house.

Before opening the door, Su Xiaoli's hand holding the key suddenly stopped, and turned to look at Ling Yicheng, his originally quiet eyes could no longer hide his nervousness.

Bite one's tongue.

After a while, she dared to ask, "You...... Will you be afraid? ”

Ling Yicheng glanced back at her, turned his head away, and fell into a deep silence.

Of course...... I'm afraid, but I'm not afraid.

I'm not afraid of going to prison, I'm not afraid of being an informant, I'm afraid that you're unhappy, and I'm afraid that I'll never see you again.

For a long time, Ling Yi seemed to have figured out something, and seemed to have made up his mind, plucked up the courage to look at her eyes, and stared at the girl with hot eyes.

A deep voice, and even a little more...... Imperceptible clumsiness.

"I'm most afraid that I won't be able to go home and make fish balls for you."

This is the most daring revelation in the dark night.

It's about the mission, it's about love, it's about longing.

Not even talking about confession, Ling Yicheng's palms were already sweaty.

Youthfulness, enthusiasm and loneliness were clearly written on his face.

A big gamble came here, and at this moment, when it was found that it was inappropriate, Su Xiaoli had no way out.

The first half of the sentence was exactly the answer she was expecting, and his eyes and the second half of the sentence were ...... Sudden and unexpected.

She smelled danger and instinctively contracted her defense.

The blankness in his mind and the shock in his eyes didn't have time to clean it up, Su Xiaoli suddenly avoided Ling Yicheng's eyes, and didn't dare to look at him again.

As if he had done something wrong, he put his head deep and tried to press the disorderly heartbeat.

An unprepared gamble can lead you to this point.

At this moment, it is like facing a long knife for execution.

Sure enough, he lost nine out of ten bets, hurt his body by gambling big, and dared to set up such a dangerous situation, but he dug a bigger pit for himself to jump.

For a moment, Su Xiaoli was both ashamed and annoyed, and her little face turned red.

Countless options came to mind, and it was confusing.

Withdraw? Hide? Escape? All due respect? Negation?

No, neither.

Before the table is off, do you just resign yourself to calling it a halt?

It was at a critical juncture, just in time for the final blow, did it push him back to the cliff?

The single root grass has been kept at home.

A gambling game, only the last card is missing, clear out, must ensure that the first win of this game.

Stretching out his head is a knife and shrinking his head is also a knife, at least to help him achieve the first half of the sentence - go home.

After experiencing a thrilling experience, Su Xiaoli's drooping eyes disappeared helplessly, leaving only a slight wave of flickering, like the sea after the moon.

Pretending to be calm, she handed the key in her hand to Ling Yicheng, "This one belongs to this family." ”

A big gamble, each with its own killer feature, each with its own life-saving card.

This key is Su Xiaoli's last card.

Ling Yicheng but if she fails this key, she will definitely kill it back with her own hands.

Sunk costs are not costs.

Even though...... The fish balls are really delicious.

Ling Yicheng's trembling hand took the key, as if he had received something deep and complicated, dangerous and fascinating.

The key slowly inserted into the door lock, and it was like salvation slowly piercing his soul and heart.

Lying back on her bed, Su Xiaoli could no longer hide her shame and chagrin.

Sure enough, the gifts of fate are secretly marked with prices.

To achieve the first half of the sentence, you have to accept the second half of the sentence first. It seems to have won the first game, but it made the later start even more embarrassing.

She knew that there was an indescribable mistake here, but she was willing to gamble and lose, so she could only admit it first.

Su Xiaoli once again reminded herself that she must remember: no matter what Ling Yicheng wants to express or how she wants to go home, this is really the last time she trusts.

In case of...... She'll be sure to send him in before she finishes herself.

Even if the price is hated to death by Ling Yicheng and Lin Yaru, even if he dies in prison, it is better than dying on the streets and no one collecting the body.

This time, now that you've entered the game, go with the flow but from the bottom of your mind before you receive your chips.

The next morning, she still didn't bother Ling Yicheng, she should run, go to class, and work.

The sky was bright and the sky was clear.

Ling Yicheng had a good night's sleep.

A good relationship, no matter what the core of the relationship, is to give each other a sense of security. We need some vanity for a relationship to take root.