The female supporting system of the rebirth of the last world is too calm

Chapter 215 Destruction
A good candlelight dinner turned into an ordinary dinner after several twists and turns.

The only thing that comforted Si Qingcang was that Ling Yi was so proud that he ate all the shrimps he peeled for her.

It is said that if you walk a hundred steps after a meal, you will live to be 99.

Therefore, the two of them did not drive back to Jiangyuan immediately after eating, but started to press the road on the street.

The evening wind in April made people's hair disheveled. Amidst what you said and what I said, the two supported each other and slowly moved forward step by step.

The night concealed everything during the day, and also buried the haze in Ling Yi's heart.

Under the guidance of the man, she narrated everything she saw and heard today.

"Then Yiyi has been shopping for so long, hasn't she come across anything she wants to buy?" He asked softly.

Ling Yi talked about so many things she saw while shopping today, but when she said these words, she did not show any affection for any of them.

It's not the first time that she has acted like this, but Si Qingcang feels distressed every time he sees her like this.

I don't know what kind of hard life made her what she is now?
Ling Yi shook his head.

"You!" He raised his hand and scratched her nose, "The life of an old lady who is nearly 150 years old is more colorful than your life."

At such a young age, why are you so lifeless?

Speaking of this, Si Qingcang suddenly remembered something, "Yiyi, how old are you this year?"

When he applied for Ling Yi's ID card, he wasn't that interested in her yet, so he let the person who issued the fake ID write down his age and other information casually.

how old is she?Ling Yi calculated his age.

18 years before the end of the world plus 15 years after the end of the world, plus the three years here now, she has...

"36."

So she has lived for 36 years? !

"Yiyi—" Si Qingcang looked helplessly at the hair on the top of her head, "There is a limit to lying."

Although today's women are 26, 36, or 46, it seems that there is not much difference.

However, the temperament of women of different ages is still very different.

Ling Yi didn't argue with him, but said, "Then how old do you think I am now?"

Since he didn't believe her after she reported her real age, let him guess it himself.

After all, for people like Si Qingcang, the answers they guessed by themselves always have higher credibility, don't they?

"Emmm..." Si Qingcang pondered for a moment, and then said, "I guess you are 21 now?"

As the saying goes, women have changed forever. Women in the past were all in their growth stage.

From the time he and Ling Yi first met three years ago until now, Ling Yi's face has not changed much. From this, it can be preliminarily inferred that Ling Yi had it at least three years ago.

Although what Uncle Li said was a bit too straightforward, he was not wrong. Young men and women nowadays have little restraint in some aspects, so there are still very few young children over the age of 16.

Therefore, he guessed that Ling Yi was the most three years ago.

21 years old?
Ling Yi looked up at the determined look on Si Qingcang's face, and she nodded.

"Yes! You are right!"

Since he thinks she is only 21 this year, then she should be 21.

Seeing her nodding in acknowledgment, Si Qingcang curled the corners of his lips calmly.

"So, Yiyi, when is your birthday?"

He asked this question more than once, and Ling Yi avoided answering this question with silence more than once.

The air was quiet for half a minute. Just when Si Qingcang thought that Ling Yi still planned to answer this question with silence, she suddenly stopped.

"Look!" Ling Yi gently tugged on his sleeve, "There is a little boy selling flowers over there. Let's go buy a flower over there."

Why!Si Qingcang sighed silently.

He thought with some pleasure that Ling Yi no longer dealt with him with silence this time, but changed the subject. This was already a big improvement, wasn't it?
The black and thin little boy stood in front of the two and asked respectfully: "Handsome sir, do you want to buy a flower for your girlfriend?"

There were only a dozen bouquets of wilted red roses left in the small basket carried by the boy.

Ling Yi glanced at the boy's somewhat reserved look. She raised her hand and took all the roses in the basket and fiddled with the petals.

Seeing Ling Yi's movements, Si Qingcang took out two big red bills from his wallet and handed them to the boy, "No need to look for them."

The boy smiled happily and took the money, "Thank you! Handsome sir, beautiful lady, I wish you a happy life!"

Seeing the back of the boy running away quickly, Ling Yi couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

"Yiyi likes roses very much?"

Seeing the smile on her face, Si Qingcang decided that he would never send Ling Yi any farewell flowers again.

How nice the roses are!It can not only let Ling Yi know his love for her, but also please Ling Yi.

Ling Yi pulled off a petal and twisted it on her fingertips, "This flower is beautiful!"

The color of blood is always the craziest.

The bright white hands lined with bright red petals were even more delicate. Si Qingcang hugged her waist tightly and hummed lightly.

It looks really good!
"Shall we go back?"

He pinned the broken hair kissing her cheek behind her ear, "Okay."

Go back, go back to their home.

On the way back, Ling Yi smashed the flowers with hot hands, and pulled all the petals off a dozen bouquets of roses.

The fragrance of flowers filled the air and filled the whole car with fragrance.

Looking at Ling Yi whose body was covered with petals, Si Qingcang chuckled, "There are a lot of petals in the garden, if you like tearing petals, you can go there more to play."

Hearing this, Ling Yi's hand, which was tearing the rose petals, stopped.

Fragments of bright red spread all over her body, inexplicably dispelling the depression in her heart.

She responded: "Okay!"

If she had known that having the red shop on her body would allow her to temporarily forget the past, she would have done this a long time ago, okay?
Fortunately, it's not too late for her to know now.

Many years later, when Si Qingcang knew from Liu Yan that Ling Yi liked to harm herself, seeing the red color on her body, he regretted not falling.

Because, in the final analysis, the source of her self-harm came from here.

If he hadn't bought these dozen bouquets of roses for Ling Yi today, she wouldn't have torn these rose petals into pieces.

If she hadn't torn the petals with her hands, she wouldn't have found the scarlet to ease the pain in her heart.

If she hadn't found that bright red could keep her away from that nightmarish experience, she... wouldn't have harmed herself.

Unfortunately, there are not so many ifs in this world.

(End of this chapter)