I am cannon fodder, but I can hug thighs

"Well, it's hard to say the reason, but I just don't have many friends." Lin Jin felt a little embarrassed when asked this question. The main reason was that she had severe mental mysophobia and had a very clear boundary for true friends. She would feel offended by the slightest violation.

She can accept it once or twice, but after three or four times she will feel itchy all over. A sense of propriety is too important to her, and she needs to know how to behave at a certain distance.

She is different from Jiang Tingxue. She has a very typical water sign personality. Sometimes, even if the other party exceeds the limit she has set, she will not say it directly in order to embarrass the other party, but it will show on her face, so many people define her personality as cold and indifferent.

Lin Lin bit the soft flesh in his cheek, trying not to care so much: "You know my things, but I don't know yours. This is unfair."

"Didn't I tell you?" Lin Jin hummed, thought about it, and decided to follow his own heart. "Then I'll tell you when I remember."

She didn't know why she hadn't told Lin Lin before. Either their relationship was not good enough or she felt that Lin Lin wouldn't understand her.

She had to wait until she remembered everything before deciding whether to tell Lin Lin.

After all, even if she tells others the reason why she has no friends, they will only think that it is a problem of basic upbringing. However, inconsistency between words and deeds is normal, and inconsistency between thoughts and actions is also normal. Many people understand the truth, but not everyone has such upbringing.

The water sign takes the sense of boundaries to the extreme, whether it is a requirement for oneself or others, this is the reason why she is the loneliest.

Lin Jin found that Lin Lin's expression became much worse when she finished saying this: "Are you okay?"

"Why are you so polite to me?" Lin Lin couldn't understand why she had clearly planted the impression in Lin Jin's mind that they were the best people, but Lin Jin's attitude towards her was not as close as before.

Did Lin Jin treat Song Shixia like this at the beginning?

"Do you consider me a friend?" Lin Lin tried hard to suppress his emotions and not lose his temper at her.

Lin Jin felt cold from head to toe because of Lin Lin's words. She pulled the corners of her lips and smiled awkwardly and forcedly: "I do, so I was concerned about you just now."

"Is that concern? Are you always like this towards your friends? Is this really your attitude towards your friends?" Lin Lin wanted to convince herself that maybe this was Lin Jin's original character, and she couldn't blame Lin Jin, but she had seen how Lin Jin treated Song Shixia.

She couldn't accept this gap. Why was it that even though she had hypnotized Lin Jin and planted psychological hints in Lin Jin, the final result still couldn't satisfy her?

Lin Jin's lips trembled, and she felt like she didn't know what to do with her hands and feet. Her throat felt dry and sore, and she could only squeeze out three dry words in the end: "I'm sorry."

"Lin Jin!" Lin Lin threw the teacup in anger, "Why are you apologizing?"

Lin Jin's heartbeat quickened by the noise. She didn't know how to deal with the current situation. Fear filled her eyes. "I, I, I'm sorry. I, I messed up our relationship."

So she is not suitable for making friends, she does not meet anyone's expectations.

"I'm sorry..." Lin Jin didn't know what else she could say to comfort Lin Lin. She could only keep apologizing. She felt that the blood circulation in her body began to slow down, and fear gradually emerged in her eyes. "I, I will pay attention next time. Don't be angry, okay?"

Lin Lin wanted to see the fear in Lin Jin's eyes, but the other party hurriedly avoided his gaze: "Lin Jin, are you afraid of me?"

"I'm not afraid of you, I just, just, feel that maybe now is not the right time to talk." Lin Jin forced a smile, trying to make her expression look less stiff and forced, "Calm down first."

Is it time to break up with myself next?

Lin Lin looked at her deeply, stood up and walked out, leaving Lin Jin alone in the private room, and left the Exiled Immortal Tower.

Lin Jin grabbed the hem of her skirt, her eyes falling on the broken teacup. She didn't know why she always felt sad and aggrieved. Although there was a voice in her head telling her that Lin Lin was her best friend, she couldn't do it.

The person who is Lin Lin’s best friend is myself with all my memories, not my current self.

The farming system had been forcibly disconnected by Lin Lin and was now in the process of reconnecting for the tenth time. The system saw that the connection had failed and the next reconnection would require a cooldown period of three days.

The task progress bar was originally locked after the connection was cut off, but now it shows a downward trend. It uploads the fault data here to the main system and waits for the main system's response.

Lin Lin went back to find Xianglian. Her hypnosis skills were already top-notch in the system rating and there was no way she could make a mistake. The only one who could influence the result was Xianglian.

"What did you do to Lin Jin?" When Lin Lin came back, he had someone remove the chains from Xianglian. The secondary trauma made Xianglian temporarily unable to lift her arms. "Why is she still like this after I hypnotized her?"

Xianglian sighed, "Mr. Lin, the sea of ​​suffering is endless, so turn back before it's too late. You can't force anything. You've seen the result of your forcing. Are you satisfied now?"

"No, that's not the case. She didn't treat Song Shixia like this." Lin Lin asked someone to bring the whip. "What did you do?"

Xianglian looked at the whip in Lin Lin's hand, without a trace of fear in his eyes: "I didn't do anything. This is the heart of Lin Liu."

Lin Lin gritted his teeth and whipped Xianglian fiercely: "This is not her, this is not her."

“Amitabha, you and Donor Song Er are different, so how could you get the same Donor Lin Liu? There are no two identical leaves in the world. Even if you replace the most important person in Donor Lin Liu’s heart with you, what can it do?” Xianglian closed his eyes, as if he didn’t want to see Lin Lin lost himself like this.

"I don't believe it." Lin Lin threw away the whip and turned away.

Since she can keep Lin Jin alive, she can change Lin Jin.

Xianglian chanted "Amitabha" again, and this time his voice was filled with sorrow, like a guide's lament for the obsession of two people.

Lin Jin was sitting in the Exiled Immortal Tower, looking at the maids who came in to clean up the debris, and couldn't help asking where Lin Lin had gone: "Lin..." She paused, not knowing how to address these people correctly.

The maid looked at Lin Jin: "What do you want to ask, young lady?"

"It's okay." Lin Jin waved her hands awkwardly. She wanted to leave, but was afraid that Lin Lin wouldn't be able to find her when he came back.

Lin Jin drank tea and ate snacks absentmindedly to make herself look less embarrassed, and prayed in her heart that Lin Lin would come back before she finished her tea and snacks.

"Can you tell me what happened between me and...her before?" Lin Jin looked at the maid who followed out, wanting to know something about his and Lin Lin's past from her.

The maid seemed to hesitate for a moment, then thought it would be okay to say it out loud: "Back then, the young lady and the princess were both studying at the Women's Academy, and it was you who saved the princess when she fell into the water. Have you forgotten that?"

"Is that so?" Lin Jin was a little surprised. How could a cannon fodder like her go to the Women's Academy? "What happened next? What else happened?"

"Then one day you fell ill, and it was the princess who cured you. But not long after you recovered, you insisted on going to live with an outsider, and ended up getting hurt. Fortunately, the princess arrived in time to save you. If it weren't for the princess, you would have died long ago."

"Outsider? Who?" Lin Jin frowned. She didn't like living in other people's homes, so how could she live in an outsider's home? She didn't like living under someone else's roof.

The maid shook her head: "It's not a very important dead person. The princess doesn't want us to mention her."