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Lin Xingyue's face was slightly stiff, but she took a step back and welcomed the person in first.

Father Zhao and Mrs. Zhao entered the door and looked at Lin Xingyue worriedly.

They met Lin's father a few times at the reception, and when they saw the couple wandering downstairs, they couldn't pretend they didn't see them.

Lin Xingyue smiled, and comforted in a low voice: "It's okay."

Father Lin and his wife stood outside the door without moving. His gaze was heavy on Lin Xingyue: "Let's go out and have a chat."

He tried to speak in a consultative tone, but it was still an order when he said it.

Lin Xingyue didn't think too much about it, she told Mrs. Zhao, took the key and walked out with her parents.

There is a coffee shop outside the community, and this spot is the quietest time.

The family of three found the most secluded corner to sit down.

The waiters are well-trained, they don't look at anyone's face for too long, and disappear spontaneously after the customer finishes ordering.

The three of them looked at each other across the table, and there was a long silence before Father Lin opened his mouth amidst his wife's frantic stabbing in the waist: "How are you doing recently?"

Lin Xingyue replied cautiously: "It's okay."

After that, there was another moment of silence, and Mrs. Lin hurriedly followed to smooth things over.

During this time, Mrs. Lin had more contact with her daughter, and also asked her classmates about the situation, so she would naturally tell Father Lin about it when she went back.

Lin's father often listened patiently, instead of really not caring about her as he said before.

It's not that he really doesn't care about this daughter, especially after being scolded by the old man, and his brothers and sisters persuaded him again and again, Father Lin was finally moved.

It's a pity that it's not easy to change your temper so quickly.

What's more, Lin Xingyue didn't need him to take care of her long ago.

The two asked and answered, even with Mrs. Lin intervening, the atmosphere was still as stiff as a serious interview scene.

In the end, Father Lin asked Lin Xingyue about her future plans. When it came to her going back to school, her words were a bit self-righteous and arrogant, as if to say, "Look, I won't listen to me in the end." One of the reasons for being willing to choose compromise.

Lin Xingyue hated his attitude the most before, but now she just finds it a little funny to see her again.

She hadn't expected much from her father.

If he could really get rid of the arrogant self in his character, he wouldn't be where he is today.

"Well, I will still follow the teacher from now on." Lin Xingyue said calmly, "But it's not for you, but for myself. It's me who wants to go on this road, that's all."

In the future, whether it is honor or humiliation, she will bear it all by herself, and it has nothing to do with anyone else.

Father Lin's face froze for a moment, and he heard the irony in his daughter's words.

Or maybe it's just his own ulterior motives.

Seeing this, Mrs. Lin quickly smoothed things over: "Anyway, it's a good thing to go back to school. After so many years of hard work, it's a pity to give up. By the way, Xingyue, why don't you go back during the Chinese New Year?"

Her mother looked at her nervously, Lin Xingyue's heart softened, but she shook her head.

"I don't want to go back," she said.

She hasn't told her parents about going abroad yet, once she finds out, there will be endless quarrels.

This is the most festive festival, and she doesn't want to make troubles that are difficult to deal with.

It is not unheard of to celebrate the New Year in the laboratory in previous years, more than once, and it is okay to have one more time.

As the saying goes, beauty comes from distance, and the distance between Lin Xingyue and her family is several times that of ordinary people to see a little bit of "beauty".

A family exchange ended in a weird atmosphere.

When they left the coffee shop, the Zhao family members were coming downstairs, so they bumped into each other and wanted to say hello.

The two wives naturally became a bridge of communication, and the two fathers stared at each other in silence.

Hearing Mrs. Lin mention the New Year, Mrs. Zhao suggested: "Why don't you come to our house together."

Mrs. Lin froze for a moment, then turned to look at her husband.

To her surprise, her husband agreed for some reason.

When the two parties agreed on the time and place, the Lin family left.

Only then did Father Zhao complain to his wife: "Aren't you embarrassing Xingyue?"

Mrs. Zhao retorted: "Then you can't let Xingyue really sever ties with her parents."

Father Zhao was speechless: "Then what do you want to do?"

Mrs. Zhao sneered: "Of course it is to teach them a good lesson and let them know what it means to be a parent."

Seeing the menace on his wife's face which was completely different from the gentleness a moment ago, Father Zhao swallowed his tea and suddenly felt that everything was back to normal.

Mrs. Zhao is a protector. When Lin Xingyue entered her house, she belonged to her family.

If she dared to bully her family, Mrs. Zhao would be the first to rush up and kill them.

Even Lin Xingyue's own parents are no exception.

Behind the door, Zhao Minglang hugged Lin Xingyue, helped her straighten her forehead hair, and said with a low laugh, "Now feel at ease. Don't worry, they won't mind those things in your family."

Lin Xingyue threw herself into Zhao Minglang's arms and let out a muffled "hmm".

But it sounds a little happy.

On New Year's Eve, the Lin family arranged their affairs and went to the Zhao family's door.

When we arrived, everyone in the family was still busy in the kitchen.

Father Zhao went to open the door with a basket of juicy vegetables, and he was still wearing a pink apron—a bad idea from his wife.

Lin Xingyue followed Zhao Minglang's buttocks to help out a little. Zhao Minglang didn't dare to ask her to touch a knife, so he asked her to pick and wash vegetables with Father Zhao.

The main force of cooking is Zhao Minglang and her mother.

The two of the Lin family froze for a moment when they entered the door. They originally thought that the Zhao family would ask someone to cook the New Year's Eve dinner instead of doing it themselves.

"Is this only once a year?" Father Zhao was kicked out of the kitchen by his wife to accompany the guests, and he poured tea for the two guests to sit down and chat.

Mrs. Lin wanted to help in the kitchen, but was blocked by the people inside with reasons such as "the kitchen is too small", "it will be ready in a while", "how can I let the guests do it".

Fortunately, it is indeed getting better.

After a while, several people came to the table one after another, and Mrs. Lin kept her eyes on her daughter.

After watching for a while, her mood became a little heavy instead.

Lin Xingyue in the Zhao family is completely different from when she was in the Lin family.

When she was in the Lin family, Mrs. Lin remembered that her daughter was always well-behaved and dull. Even on New Year's Eve, from preparing the New Year's Eve dinner in the afternoon to watching the party after dinner, she was not lively. The older she got, the more she was like this , Later even the smile was hard to see.

But this time she was completely different.

When they were sitting at the door of the kitchen choosing vegetables, they were all smiling, as if they were doing something fun, and within a short while after entering the kitchen to wash the vegetables, they had a water fight with Zhao Minglang.

If it was placed in the Lin family, Father Lin would definitely scold her. Mrs. Zhao was also very dissatisfied when she was interrupted to cook, but she only complained a few times, and took the opportunity to join the playful team after a while.

Through the glass and the fume, Mrs. Lin couldn't quite hear what they were talking about, but they were undoubtedly very happy.

Just like ordinary people's New Year's Eve, the atmosphere is as harmonious, a little noisy but very warm.

Only the Lin family is different.

After realizing this, Mrs. Lin only felt panicked in her heart, and when she turned her head to look at her husband, she saw that the corners of his lips were tightened, obviously she didn't care about it at all.

But what made Mrs. Lin even more uncomfortable was yet to come.

Three couples from the two families sat together one by one. Mrs. Lin wanted to get close to her daughter, and took the opportunity to help her pick up food, thinking it was something she liked to eat.

However, even Father Zhao, who didn't talk much on the other side, couldn't help blurting out: "Xingyue doesn't like to eat that."

Madam Lin was a little embarrassed: "I remember Xingyue liked to eat this the most when she was a child."

Lin Xingyue took the food from her mother and said in a low voice, "People's tastes change."

In fact, it was when she was four or five years old.

After that, some of her memories about this dish were dark and not good, and the too depressing time completely changed her taste.

It's a pity Mrs. Lin never knew.

If she told the truth, she would probably pass out from grief again.

Lin Xingyue thought.

So she didn't say anything in the end, Zhao Minglang next to her handed her juice and said a few words in a low voice, which eased her mood a bit.

A dinner with a strange atmosphere.

The Zhao family was calm and unaffected, but Mrs. Lin ate uninterestingly. After the meal, Mrs. Zhao took her to chat for a few words. It was just an ordinary routine. She asked about Lin Xingyue, but Mrs. Lin I realized that I didn't understand my daughter at all, and it was even more unpleasant.

She was a little distraught until she left.

Lin Xingyue sent them to the door. Mrs. Lin was absent-minded. She didn't wake up until she got to the front of the car. She wanted to hug her daughter, but stopped in the same place in embarrassment—Lin Xingyue subconsciously took a step back.

It was just an instinctive reaction, but Mrs. Lin suddenly realized her daughter's true attitude towards them.

But can it be her fault?

Obviously it's their parents' indifference.

Mrs. Lin wanted to cry again, but this time she tried her best to hold it back, but the hand holding her husband couldn't help trembling, and was held down by him again.

"I'm sorry." Mrs. Lin could only utter such pale words in the end, "Xingyue, I'm sorry..."

"Okay, it's the Chinese New Year's Eve, don't say anything." Father Lin's voice was still cold, but he didn't say any accusations to his daughter, "Go to grandpa's house tomorrow to celebrate the New Year, don't forget."

This was the tacit consent for Lin Xingyue to stay.

He no longer objected to the relationship between her and Zhao Minglang.

Perhaps he himself knew that coercive orders were of no use to his daughter.

Or it could be guilt—who knows, it doesn't matter anyway.

Lin Xingyue nodded, said a few words of concern, and then watched them get into the car: "Be careful on the road."

She watched her parents' car go away, Zhao Minglang stood at the door and watched, and when the car was gone, she stepped forward, put a coat on Lin Xingyue, and hugged her back.

"go home."

"Ah."

During the Spring Festival, Lin Xingyue and Zhao Minglang nestled together, enjoying their rare vacation, except occasionally going out to pay New Year's greetings.

Not long after the holiday ended, it was time for Lin Xingyue to set off.

Zhao Minglang spent more energy helping Lin Xingyue pack her luggage.

I just wish I could pack myself into a suitcase and send it over.

It's a pity that she has an important job recently, and she really can't get away. At most, she can only send Lin Xingyue to the airport.

There were endless things to talk about in the car, but when they got off the car, they looked at each other and felt calm again.

Thinking about it carefully, there are not many thrilling stories between them, only the sense of stability when they are together, which is enough for them.

Parting is imminent, but we will meet again in the end.

If there is any difference for Lin Xingyue, it is probably that even though she is on the other side of the ocean, she knows that there is always someone in the world who will support her and wait for her.

"Call me when you arrive."

"Tell me immediately if you have something to do."

"Take care of yourself."

Zhao Minglang helped Lin Xingyue tidy up her collar, and instructed her word by word.

"Remember to think of me there."

Zhao Minglang let go of his hand, looked up at Lin Xingyue, and finally gave her a hug.

"Also, come back soon."

"Okay." Lin Xingyue stared at Zhao Minglang's face, as if she wanted to imprint the other person's face firmly in her mind.

She was not very good at speaking nice words, so she could only listen to each sentence, and always felt that she should say something, but she couldn't say anything until Zhao Minglang pushed her towards the ticket gate.

The sweet voice on the radio echoed over and over again, reminding passengers to check in.

Lin Xingyue walked forward in the direction of the crowd, but kept looking back.

Zhao Minglang was still standing there looking at her.

At that moment, the word "farewell" seemed to finally have a real meaning.

Lin Xingyue turned around suddenly, and ran towards Zhao Minglang.

Zhao Minglang was bumped into his arms, and before he could ask, his lips were bitten by the person in his arms.

Just because they were too excited, their teeth collided, and the smell of blood immediately spread between their lips and teeth.

But no one cared about that.

Amidst the noisy noise, Lin Xingyue said forcefully to Zhao Minglang, "I love you."

"wait me back."

"Ok, I will wait for you."

END.

The author has something to say: Yes, it will end tonight (:3_ヽ)_

I thought I couldn't finish writing, but after writing it, I found that it seemed to be over soon, so I just finished it in one breath

Because I want to take a break after writing, I have a lot of things recently, and I am quite tired

Thank you all for your company and support all the time (bow~ if you are destined, we will see you in the next book, okay?

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Then the next Baihe "The Author and the Protagonist HE [Transmigration Book]" is a long novel with a starting price of at least 30. I haven't written a full-length novel for a long time. I need time to work out the outline, find out how to feel it, and save it. It is tentatively scheduled to start at the end of November.

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