Ren Zi sat idly on the bench of the veterinary hospital, and Lin Qingsong stuffed a cup of hot water into her hand.

The nurse thought that her own child had knocked her down, and she was so frightened that she couldn't do it, so she hurriedly helped her to run back and forth to take care of her.

It was Lin Qingsong who said it was okay, so she apologized again and again and left.

Ren Ziid's fingers were cold, and his eyes were empty, as if he had been greatly frightened.

Lin Qingsong stroked the broken hair on her ear and wrapped her hand distressedly: "Why are your hands so cold?" Want to go home? Xiao Gui has already done the operation, and when the anesthesia is ready, he can go home......"

Lin Qingsong didn't know what kind of stimulation Ren Zixian was subjected to, so he could only try his best to divert her attention.

He doesn't really know how to chat with others, he can only think of what to say, and talk nonsense intermittently and without ups and downs.

He said: "The doctor just gave Xiao Gui a physical examination, saying that Xiao Gui may have separation anxiety, and we will have to spend more time with him in the future, how pitiful the puppy is in the foster cage every day." Also, you can't feed it so many snacks, the doctor said that it is about to be overweight, and if it is fat, it will lose weight. You don't want to be able to hold it......"

His voice was very low, and the tinnitus in Ren Zixian's ears was not particularly clear, but Lin Qingsong's voice came into her ears very clearly.

It's obviously a very boring thing, but it becomes serious when it comes out of his mouth.

Lin Qingsong asked her: "Why don't we go on a trip this time and take Xiao Gui, the little dog is waiting for us alone, it's so pitiful." ”

Ren Zixian's hands were still cold, but Lin Qingsong wrapped her hands and passed her temperature to her, and gradually her fingers warmed up a little.

Her eyes were lowered, but she was no longer in a state of confusion, and after a moment she asked, "Until the painting is finished, is any stroke random?" ”

Ren Zixian asked very lightly, Lin Qingsong was a little surprised, and after pondering for a while, he said: "It may be random for us onlookers, but for the original author of the work, he should be confident before writing." ”

"The original author......" Ren Zi pondered, "I have no way to contact the original author, I only have a small fragment of the painting, can I restore the whole painting?" ”

Lin Qingsong didn't know what her little head was thinking, but she was afraid that she would drill the horns again, and said, "This is very difficult, self-idle." But in fact, truth and falsehood are a very paradoxical thing. ”

He picked up the cup of water and said, "I have heard a saying in Buddhism that it talks about dependent arising emptiness, for example, the cup in my hand has no physical existence, which is called self-nature emptiness. But how do they come together with us? It is the various causes and conditions that come together to form this cup. But conditions are not eternal and unchanging, they will converge and disperse. There is no permanent thing, just like the painting you said, it may become two completely different works because of the artist's flash of inspiration, and only a few fragments of this flash of inspiration cannot restore the essence. Teacher Xiao Ren, you are trying to cultivate immortal arts out of nothing, and you are not allowed to practice immortal arts after the founding of the People's Republic of China. ”

Ren Zixian looked at the waving cup: "But someone made it, and he restored the entire work through fragments......"

Lin Qingsong suddenly burst out laughing: "Then you can go to research, my little teacher Ren." ”

Ren Zixian raised his head, wanting to see some ridicule or jokes in Lin Qingsong's eyes, but he was firm and serious.

She heard him say, "I think it's a very difficult goal to achieve, but it's too short to try." ”

Lin Qingsong had a smile in his eyes, as relaxed as discussing what to eat for dinner: "When I was a child, I actually wanted to have such a superpower, I only need to find a little leftover material from the teacher's printed test paper, and I can restore a whole test paper, so that I can get a full score every time I don't have to study hard every day." ”

He knew that if he didn't let herself do what she wanted, it would only exacerbate her condition.

What Ren Zixian wants to do, then go and study, Lin Qingsong will protect her well, and will become the force behind Ren Zixian.

……

Lin Qingsong didn't plan to go back for the New Year, so he would go back to Lin Mansion to have a reunion dinner with the second elder before the year.

He notified the housekeeper at home in advance and set a time for Wang Qi to send someone to pick him up.

Ren Zixian sat on the sofa with Xiao Gui in his arms and watched him walk around and instructed: "The hot water is boiled, you remember to take the medicine, and you are not allowed to say that you will not eat it." And Xiao Gui has just had surgery, don't pull his wounds. If you want to go out, you can ask Wang Qi to send you a car, but before the Chinese New Year, there is nothing interesting around here......"

Lin Qingsong took out the medicine prescribed by Director Liu before and put it away, and there was a medicine for Xiao Gui to rub.

Ren Zixian nodded: "I will take care of Xiao Gui." ”

Lin Qingsong walked over: "Xiao Gui is very good, you take care of yourself." I'll come back for dinner, and if you don't want to cook, we'll go out to eat. Wait for me at home. ”

He thought for a moment and added, "Do you need me to call Tang Wan to accompany you?" ”

Ren Zixian was annoyed by him: "You always trouble others Tang Wan, am I a patient?" ”

After saying this, she herself was stunned.

Lin Qingsong raised his hand: "Okay, it's me who is worried." But you must take the medicine, and I'll check it later. ”

Ren Zixian ignored him: "I'll go get you clothes." ”

Lin Qingsong didn't let her go, and reached out to grab her and pull her into his arms: "What topic to transfer?" ”

His voice was low, and Ren Zixian was dragged by him with his hands against his chest, and the tense muscles transmitted boiling heat.

Lin Qingsong is very self-disciplined, exercising at least three times a week, with a smooth and well-proportioned body, and undressing with meat.

Ren Zixian was stunned for a moment, and his fingers trembled unconsciously.

Lin Qingsong snorted, and his voice was low: "Take the opportunity to rub the oil, right?" ”

Ren Zixian glanced at him, and then put his hand on his hand: "How is it?" ”

She was so angry that she looked like a smug cat, and Lin Qingsong was stunned.

Ren Zixian actually took the initiative to take advantage of him?

Does this mean that Ren Zixian is not actually as nostalgic for him as she said?

Lin Qingsong's eyes were surging with desire, and his voice was low: "Don't wave, I'm chasing you seriously." ”

Ren Zixian looked at him and didn't speak, and Lin Qingsong inexplicably tasted a trace of rejection from it.

Yes, Ren Zixian will not agree to him so easily, there is a long way to go, and he still needs patience and time.

Although he knew that Ren Zixian would not forgive him so easily, Lin Qingsong's heart couldn't help but feel a little lonely.

He let go of his own leisure and said in a vague manner: "I will ask Wang Qi to bring food over at noon." Do you remember ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Ren Zixian reached out to wrap his neck, and Lin Qingsong was unprepared to be pulled down by her. A soft ...... on the cheek

Let yourself kiss him!

Lin Qingsong tried hard to suppress the corners of his mouth, and he almost jumped up with joy.

Does this mean that Ren Zixian has accepted him?

She forgave him, didn't she?

Ren Zixian withdrew from his embrace, turned and walked back into the room.

Xiao Wei didn't understand what the two were doing, and lay on Lin Qingsong's lap with his two front feet, whining and begging for some snacks.

Lin Qingsong picked it up and slammed it, his heart was pounding, and he couldn't suppress his smile: "She kissed me, she didn't kiss you!" She likes me, she doesn't like you! ”

Ren Zixian took his shirt and saw Lin Qingsong going crazy, pondered for a moment, took a step back and closed the bedroom door.