"Start from scratch" Le Xiangwan laughed, "Why don't you start with your girlfriend."

“…”

A few seconds passed.

Qiao Xining found his voice: "Sister, do you know if you didn't answer this?"

Le Xiangwan was just joking, she clearly understood what Qiao Xining was thinking in her head.

Le Xiangwan: "Although he was tampering with your phone, I think you both have their own reasons. If you really want to be with him, you both have to work together well."

"Otherwise, you will not be together for a long time again. Then it will be another hurt."

After hearing this, Qiao Xining suddenly became a little annoyed.

Inexplicably.

Because I knew that Le Xiangwan was right. If you did it again, it was not good for her or Lin Shu.

She suppressed her mind and nodded calmly.

It was mixed in my mind, and I thought of a casual word that I said—

"To oppose Qiao Xining is to oppose the whole world."

Lin Shu took her jokes as real.

And what Wang Yang said.

"Qiao Xining, I thought you were the one who could treat Lin Shu well at first. After all, when I was with you, I could tell that he was really happy."

Wang Yang almost gritted his teeth and spoke. The middle-aged man's voice was trembling, obviously hatred and painful.

"But it's better not to have you. At least Lin Shu won't feel desperate because of anyone and commit suicide."

At that time, he really regarded her as his whole world.

The world leaves and everything collapses.

"Xining, Xining..."

Le Xiangwan's voice came from his phone: "Are you still listening?"

Qiao Xining came back to his senses.

Turn off the power supply and hurriedly said, "Xiangwan, I won't tell you anymore. My porridge is ready. I'm going to go to Lin Shu."

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Xining found the chat history with Lin Shu.

He is not shy and he is straightforward to come.

Qiao Xining: [Lin Shu, you should be at home.]

Qiao Xining actually just wanted to make a difference, after all, she just asked him in the morning.

She must be given home if she is not at home.

It took a long time before returning to that end.

Lin Shu:【Yes.】

Qiao Xining didn't mind his indifference, so she sent him a voice, which was her usual voice tone-

"Then I'll come to you now. If you have something to do, remember to open the door for me."

The sunset is falling, dim and hazy.

Lin Shu stood on the balcony, his back was outlined by the light, but now there was something else that was indescribable.

For example, voice that keeps playing looping.

He could listen back and forth just two or three sentences.

Lin Shu lowered his eyes, and his slender and fair fingers stroked across the phone screen, and finally clicked the voice in his collection.

From date to the present, every voice of Qiao Xining has been collected by him safely.

Every night of missing him, these voices accompany him.

In the evening, the last light of sunset disappeared on the horizon.

Qiao Xining knocked on the door of Lin Shu’s family.

"Lin Shu."

Seeing that Lin Shu opened the door for him and walked inside, without asking her what happened, Qiao Xining couldn't sit still for now and hurriedly called him, "Don't leave, help me go to the kitchen to get two pairs of bowls and chopsticks."

The tall back suddenly turned around slowly.

I saw the insulation bucket in her hand.

The pink one was carefully held in her arms.

Lin Shu suddenly became jealous of the insulation bucket for no reason.

She actually hugged her so tightly and took it so seriously.

Qiao Xining was a little furry when he looked at her, but she was no longer as frightened as before.

She had never known that Lin Shu would not hurt her.

But she was still a little uncomfortable and said that she would come over to let him drink porridge.

"I was here for you one night yesterday, and in the morning I asked you to take me home. I specially asked my aunt to make some porridge for you."

Lin Shu watched her speak quietly without exposing it.

Qiao Xining would not be embarrassed, nor would he be embarrassed to him, so how could he feel troubled by staying for one night?

Qiao Xining himself didn't believe this.

But she saw that Lin Shu probably believed it, otherwise she would not have walked into the kitchen to get the dishes and chopsticks in the disinfection cabinet.

The insulation bucket is hot green vegetables and lean meat porridge, which is very light and fragrant.

Qiao Xining used to not like to eat these light foods. After smelling them, it would also arouse some appetite.

She clumsily poured the insulated bucket of porridge into two bowls, put her chin on her back, and looked at Lin Shu with bright eyes.

“Eat.”

Seeing Lin Shu having a meal is actually a particularly pleasing thing.

His skin is very white, his eyebrows are elegant, and his fine eyelashes swept out a shadow like a small fan.

The movements are not too fast and slow, and there is a sense of elegance.

When I met his dark eyes, I knew that I had been caught again after peeking at him...

Qiao Xining tugged his lips slightly and showed him an embarrassing but polite smile.

Who made him look so beautiful?

She can't blame her for peeking.

Qiao Xining smiled: "Because you look good."

“…”

"That's why I watched it. I'm not happy to see it for ordinary people."

Lin Shu's eyes were dark.

Suddenly, a faint curve appeared on the corners of the lips.

It seemed that she was pleased by her words.

Because of this smile.

The result is even better.

Qiao Xining felt that he could not breathe anymore.

She subconsciously lowered her head and avoided Lin Shu's hot eyes.

"Joxining," she heard him call her own name, "Who made this porridge?"

No matter how well Qiao Xining prepared, it was hard to beat her first time cooking porridge. She couldn't control the heat and seasoning well.

Lin Shu has been to her house and has also tried Chen Ma's skills.

This mixed taste is not like the food that a chef has made for many years.

"You can tell it's so delicious?"

Sometimes she is still as shameless, bragging about her blushing face and not beating, "It's not what Chen Ma has done, it's me who has done it myself."

Lin Shu suddenly sank his face, and his eyebrows seemed to be filled with breath: "Did you know something?"

Qiao Xining would not cook porridge himself for no reason, but would bring him to have a meal with him.

Upon hearing this, Qiao Xining's heart thumped.

He remained silent on his face: "What can I know, or do you have something that cannot let me know?"
To be continued...