Fake it on a dating show

Zhao Minglang was already mentally prepared to be punched by Lin Xingyue.

But Lin Xingyue didn't do anything.

Her face lost all color and turned pale, her body trembling slightly.

If it wasn't for the railings and walls behind the stairs, Zhao Minglang had no doubt that she would fall down.

After realizing this, Zhao Minglang let go of her, but couldn't help but grabbed her hand, fearing that she would fall.

Lin Xingyue covered her mouth, pressed her pale face against the wall, turned around when Zhao Minglang let go due to daze, ran upstairs in one breath, and returned to the room.

Zhao Minglang stood where he was, and heard the sound of the door closing.

Fear and panic were so vivid, it hurt Zhao Minglang's eyes, and it was like a basin of cold water pouring down his head.

The heat that rushed to his head dissipated in an instant, Zhao Minglang felt a little at a loss, and gave birth to a rare sense of loss and apprehension.

She may have done something wrong.

Zhao Minglang couldn't help thinking that way.

It was only after that that the phone call to Mo Yushuang came.

She thought that she could get some useful information from Mo Yushuang, about those things that she had never dug deep into Lin Xingyue.

But Mo Yushuang was right, she was not Lin Xingyue, no one could replace anyone, and no one could really understand anyone.

Did I misunderstand her affection for him?

Is it because I am too self-indulgent?

Is it because I expect too much?

Zhao Minglang was a little confused.

Lin Xingyue huddled in the corner of the room without even turning on the lights, and all she could see was darkness.

She covered her mouth and trembled, grabbed her neckline, trying to force herself to calm down but couldn't.

When you are in your twenties, you are not so pure that you don't even know the meaning of kissing. It is precisely because you know that you feel embarrassed.

—to myself.

A long-lost nightmare came to mind.

That was when she was still in middle school, and she had close friends in her teens, and she was held by hand to explore the "secret land" near the school after school.

Lin Xingyue has been a well-behaved baby since she was a child. She didn't know much about things other than learning and knowledge itself. She couldn't hide her natural curiosity, and she began to explore the world secretly without telling her family.

In fact, it was just a lie about the end of school time - a slight delay of half an hour later.

On weekdays, her parents asked her to be self-reliant, and Lin Xingyue went to and from school by herself. No one knew that the plainly dressed classmate she got along with day and night was a rich lady.

On the night of the birth, Lin's father Xu took a taxi to the vicinity of the school on a whim, wanting to ask the teacher about his daughter's learning situation.Not knowing who showed him the way, he found Lin Xingyue in a nearby alley.

The alley is a shortcut for some students to go home. There are often stalls along the way, selling some weird things, which is still interesting for middle school students.

A friend gave Lin Xingyue a small toy, and discussed where to go for something to eat.Lin Xingyue just lowered her head and played with that boring game console.

At that time, her glasses were not so thick, her forehead was smooth, her bangs could not cover her eyes, and her eyes were brightest when she was focused.

The friend hugged her shoulders, mumbled some kind of joke, and suddenly turned around and kissed Lin Xingyue on the cheek.

It was just a joke among ordinary friends, and Lin Xingyue laughed too, half-truthfully pushed her friend's face, and complained a few words casually.

But when she turned around, the smile on her face froze.

Father Lin stood at the entrance of the alley and looked at her, his eyes were colder than usual, as if he was looking at a piece of garbage.

Lin Xingyue's heart skipped a beat, her hands and feet were icy cold.

Although she didn't think there was anything wrong with her behavior, she was afraid of her father's eyes.

The friend also reacted to Lin Xingyue's stiffness, and looked at the parents not far away with some embarrassment.

Father Lin never got angry in front of outsiders. He stood still until Lin Xingyue's friend couldn't bear it anymore, so he said hello and turned around to leave.

Before leaving, she squeezed Lin Xingyue's hand and whispered to her, "See you tomorrow."

Lin Xingyue couldn't even squeeze out a smile, she could only watch her friend go away, and then faced her strict father alone.

When that slap came, Lin Xingyue was a little dazed.

Although her father was strict, he seldom used violence against her. Knowing how to do it undoubtedly touched his bottom line.

"Is it because of this that your grades have dropped? Falling in love is nothing more than a waste of time, don't look at unrealistic things. Go back and reflect on yourself. Your aunt has full marks in all subjects at your age..."

It took Lin Xingyue some time to realize what he meant.

In the last monthly exam, she fell asleep halfway through the exam because of a cold and fever, and she didn't have time to do half of the exam questions. In the end, her total score fell from the first in the grade to the second—only a difference of two points.

Lin's father was very dissatisfied with this. He did not accept excuses, thinking that his daughter must have failed in school, so he came to the teacher.

Unexpectedly, Lin Xingyue broke through the only panic that Lin Xingyue had ever let out.

And her banter with friends.

Her friend has short hair, is tall, and usually looks like a neat tomboy. Lin's father probably recognized her as a boy, thinking that her daughter did not learn well at a young age, and put her mind on love, which led to her grades slide.

Lin Xingyue didn't have time to explain. She knew that explaining was useless, and the result might be even worse.

Afterwards, she was placed in confinement, and when she came out, she found that she had been transferred to another school, and she went to a week of classes just in time for the final exam.

She did well in the exam that time, so Father Lin thought her decision was correct, and from time to time he would sneer at her and persuade her to give up her useless thoughts, and read more books and do some quizzes when she has free time.

Lin Xingyue was speechless to refute.

She never saw her friend again after that, and she no longer wants to make friends.

That was already what happened to her as a child, and now she has more freedom than in the past, and also tried to make friends on her own, and had the opportunity to leave home.

Her father would hardly do anything to her again, let alone be violent to her just because she made friends.

But she still remembers that slap.

Occasionally, when she got close to a friend, she couldn't help but wonder if her father would suddenly come out of nowhere and look at her with that cold gaze.

Some shadows have already penetrated into the bone marrow, and she tried to get rid of them, but it was a long way.

She didn't blame Zhao Minglang, she just hated herself.

She was unable to overcome the unreasonable fear and timidity, but asked Zhao Minglang to bear the consequences.

In the end, she never hated Zhao Minglang at all, and she didn't even dare to deny the secret joy in her heart, which was mixed with surprise and shock.

But a person like myself is not worthy of developing a deeper relationship with anyone.

Is it time to go?

Looking at the moonlight, Lin Xingyue calmed down a little, but she could only smile wryly.

Just stayed with the cheek, but was about to run away because of inferiority and cowardice.

Zhao Minglang received the "autobiography" from Mo Yushuang the next day.

She didn't expect that Mo Yushuang would still remember this incident - judging from the background sound the night before, she thought that Mo Yushuang was still sleeping soundly in the corner of some clubhouse at that point, waiting for the manager to show mercy. She packed it up and took it home.

It is said to be an autobiography, but in fact it is just a brief description of some life.

About how she broke away from the family that manipulated everything in her life in the name of "love", and became the crazy look she is now.

"People who have died once have nothing to care about." She said so.

Mo Yushuang was quite disdainful of her past, and there was ubiquitous ridicule and contempt hidden in the retelling, as if it was just another stranger's story.

It was Zhao Minglang's first glimpse of the whole picture of her past, although he felt that it was unnecessary, he still couldn't help but sigh.

Then she thought of Lin Xingyue again.

In the final analysis, she actually went to learn about Mo Yushuang's past for Lin Xingyue's sake.

Although she didn't know what happened to Lin Xingyue, she instinctively felt that she couldn't just let go.

The next morning.

Lin Xingyue carefully hugged herself and went downstairs. She tried her best to keep her movements light, but she still woke up the sleeping puppy when she passed the kennel.

Huanhuan seemed to know she was leaving, bit her pant leg with a "woof", and tried to drag her back.

Lin Xingyue quickly made a silent gesture to it, then leaned over and rubbed its head, a little soft-hearted.

But when she thought of the trouble she had caused, she gritted her teeth and stood up again.

Normally Zhao Minglang was still sleeping at this time, Lin Xingyue lay on the bed without closing her eyes all night, waiting to leave at this time.

It's best not to disturb each other.

Lin Xingyue put the keys on the table, put some dog food in the food bowl, and while Huanhuan bowed her head, she turned her head for one last look.

The room was quiet, and the light coming in through the gaps in the curtains was very faint, as if afraid of disturbing the peace of the room.

Lin Xingyue sighed silently, turned and walked towards the door.

"Where are you going?" The sudden voice startled Lin Xingyue.

Zhao Minglang leaned against the door, holding a glass of water in his hand. She likes to drink hot water, but the steam in the glass has long since stopped steaming. I don't know how long she has been waiting here. She raised her eyelids as if she just woke up. Some bleary sleepiness.

But she quickly came to her senses and looked up at the person who was about to leave.

Lin Xingyue subconsciously hugged the bag tightly in her arms and took a step back.

Just this step made Zhao Minglang dare not step forward.

"Is it because of what happened last night?" Zhao Minglang asked her standing in the same place.

"No... not at all." Lin Xingyue still wouldn't lie after all, shook her head, and said in a low voice, "I just think I've disturbed you too much and caused you a lot of trouble, so I shouldn't disturb you anymore ..."

"Do you think I was teasing you yesterday?" Zhao Minglang interrupted her and asked her seriously.

Lin Xingyue hugged the bag even tighter, as if she could draw some strength from it, she was silent for a long time before shaking her head.

"I know you're serious." Lin Xingyue lowered her head.

How could Zhao Minglang, who was so gentle to her, tease her.

Love at first sight or something, although surprising, is not without clues.

Lin Xingyue is not a fool, she just thought it was a fleeting illusion, she had nowhere to go and was greedy for tenderness, maybe there was still a little bit of subconscious mind wanting to fall here, so she took advantage of the trend to stay.

But when the truth was exposed, she couldn't help but retreat again.

She doesn't have that much courage.

No one gave her courage.

"But I don't think that's the right path."

With the future so far away, is someone like her really worthy of liking?

She is greedy for tenderness but also afraid of losing it, so it is better not to have it in the first place.

"What do you think is correct?" Zhao Minglang took a step forward, "I'm sure that my liking for you is not a delusion, not a joke, even if you have some unknown shortcomings that make me hate it, that's for the future Things, at least at this moment, I like you to the point of being hopeless. Or teach me, how can I not like you? "

The author has something to say:

Simply chatting, if there is no accident, this article should be over soon

In fact, the writing was a little bit wrong at the end, and it deviated from the original outline. It was originally a warm sand sculpture story about redemption. The later perspective should have slowly shifted to Xingyue, but because of some recent three-dimensional events, including news, it has been affected. It happened that I happened to be writing a similar story. Seeing the news was very depressing and uncomfortable. When I wrote the article, I couldn’t control myself and would write very heavy things. Most of the last few chapters were deleted after writing. , rewrite, and sometimes delete and rewrite again, but it is difficult to return to the relaxed state of mind at the beginning

Thinking about it, I should say it, I won’t be cheated or unfinished, and I will try to finish this story as completely as possible.

In short, thank you for your support. After the end of this book, I will take some time to adjust my mentality, fill in the short stories of the old pits in the column, and prepare for the next book.