Your heart's desire

Lin Ying knew that what he said must have been carefully thought out, and it sounded sincere when he said it. I don't know how long he thought about it.

If these words were heard by a girl from any family in Beijing, Xu Shiren would have been so happy that he was foolish.

But Lin Ying was sitting inside the door at the moment, although he was moved, and he was not the kind of person who studied hard, but he was more open-minded.These mentalities can be considered willful, and there is no need to find a woman to marry.

I've had a hard time for a long time, and I feel that as long as it goes well, it's fine, but there is still an inexplicable rejection.

When Chipin and He Jian were together, Chipin once asked him: Weizhi, have you never been tempted, the feeling that as long as it is him, you can be anything else?

During the days when Luo Yan came here, he asked himself this question countless times, but he never got an answer.

Are you tempted?he does not know.He only knew that he indulged Luo Yan's pressing step by step again and again.

It's not just because of his kindness in saving Jin Shicai, but every time, the feeling in my heart is not so much uneasiness, but rather an inexplicable throbbing.

Over the years, he has been focused on climbing to a high position, and has never talked about feelings. He is a real novice in matters of love.

Originally, about Jin Shicai's matter, he had already lost a reason that seemed to be the pillar of his life, but this kind of thing happened again one night, and his thoughts were really messed up, and he would not be able to recover for a while.

But the more he thought about Luo Yan, the more he felt that Luo Yan was all in his mind.

The stalemate continued until the evening.

Lin Ying wrapped his head with a quilt in the room, closed his eyes and fell asleep, and various images kept flooding in his head.

Luo Yan stood under the eaves in a daze. From the sunny weather to the overcast clouds, and then to the snow falling in the sky, his face was always stiff, and his eyes never moved away from one place for a long time.

From the heavy snow on the Shangyuan Festival more than half a month ago, he found an excuse to forcefully live in this Lin Mansion, which is considered welcome.

Now it's snowing again, and it's more like a sarcastic farewell for him to be sure that he can't get a foothold in this Lin Mansion.

It was as if the heavy snow had never stopped, and he was daydreaming while standing in Lin's mansion.

The snow foam flew across the sky, fell on the blue hair, fell on the feather shirt, fell into the neck, and turned into a burst of piercing water droplets in the chill, and slid down the body.

When it was time for dinner, Chi Pin was finally free, so he and Ding Xiang came to take a look.

The table on the inside of the door had already been moved by Lin Ying. When they opened the door and entered, Lin Ying took a look through the cracks, only to find that Luo Yan had disappeared.

"My lord has slept for a day and a night. Get up and eat something. Mr. He has just left, so don't be hungry again."

Ding Xiang followed Chipin to the door, patted the snow on her body, and said this casually while putting the lunch box in her hand on the table.

Before he finished speaking, Chi Pin hurriedly bumped into her and winked, she immediately realized that it was a slip of the tongue, she pursed her lips, lowered her head, and silently came over to wash Lin Ying up.

Outside, snowflakes were flying all over the sky, and the wind squeezed in through the cracks of the window, it was really freezing.

Lin Ying buried her head in her meal, while Ding Xiang went out to fetch red charcoal from the dining room, and was lighting the stove.And Chipin was sitting in front of Lin Ying, resting his chin and watching him quietly, not knowing what to think about.

The three of them were silent in the room, not daring to speak, so quiet that even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly, one heart always felt tugged, and the atmosphere was so stiff that it seemed that ice could form.

Lin Yingfang meant to be angry, but he didn't know why, after hearing what Luo Yan said, and seeing him standing under the eaves, his heart softened and he moved the table away.

There should be a trace of longing for him to say something more, or simply rush in by force.

But on the surface, he still pretended to deceive himself, this matter was not caused by himself, and there was no need for him to keep him out.

Just now when he looked through his eyes, he saw that there was no one outside, and he felt a sense of loss in his heart. He didn't even realize it. He was so looking forward to Luo Yan's persistence for a little longer. He forgives, so he can go down the steps.

Before he knew it, the three small dishes on the table had already run out, and Lin Ying kept picking up the rice in the empty bowl in front of him with chopsticks, with a dazed expression on his face.

When Ding Xiang came over and snatched the chopsticks from him, he suddenly reacted, with a bit of embarrassment on his face: "I'm just, too hungry!"

Chi Pin stayed in Lin Ying's house for a long time, during which time He Jianlai found an excuse and called Chi Pin away.

Lin Ying was upset, and was about to wave his hand to signal Ding Xiang to go down, when suddenly there was a burst of chaotic footsteps outside the house.

"What happened?"

He raised one hand in the air, his eyes swept towards Lilac.

Ding Xiang also had a dazed expression on her face, she put down the dishes that were being packed on the table, and hurriedly lifted the curtain to go out to find out.

After a while, he entered the room and replied: "It's Lord Shang Shuluo, who said he bought a plum grove in the outskirts of the city, hired someone to repair it, and moved it to the mansion. He is currently busy outside the door of the Lord. I have already told you to rest. Get off, tell them to slow down!"

Lin Ying frowned suddenly, since he couldn't stay in this mansion for long, and he didn't come to find himself to intercede, he wasted a lot of time, really didn't know what he wanted to do.

He deliberately pretended to be quite casual, and asked, "Master Shang Shu, are others outside the door?"

Ding Xiang nodded, and he asked again: "Why do you want to upload plum blossoms in my courtyard?"

This time Ding Xiang didn't understand, she pouted her mouth and shook her head: "This servant doesn't know, Master Shang Shu is right outside the door, if you want to know, it's better to ask yourself."

After finishing speaking, he tidied up the lunch box and stood still for a while. Seeing that Lin Ying had no more orders, he bowed and saluted: "If my lord has nothing to say, the servants will leave first!"

Lin Ying nodded and waved his hands, then leaned on the table and let out a long sigh, feeling helpless, and finally fell down on the bed again, staring at the door with round and big eyes.

It was about the same as Zi Shichu, and the courtyard finally fell silent.After a short period of silence, a flute sound suddenly sounded, awakening Lin Ying who was already dozing off on the bed.

Lin Ying didn't study the melody, so he couldn't quite understand what the song was and what it was talking about.

I just suddenly remembered that among the luggage that Luo Yan brought that day, there seemed to be a jade flute, with a jade-carved "green" character on the tassel tassels on it.

Gentle and melodious, with a hint of melancholy in it, the sound floated into the room, lingering endlessly, and instantly made people feel uncomfortable in the eye sockets.

Lin Ying thought it was funny that this ignorant young man would be able to do such elegant things, and his empty heart was finally comforted at this moment.

The stream sounded for a while, and finally died out. He regained his energy just now, got up from the bed, gently tore open a gap in the window and looked into the yard.

The stone lamps in the courtyard were bright, some more lamps were added at some point, more than a dozen were lined up in a row, and Yao's courtyard was as bright as day.

Wintersweet has been planted next to the lamp, spread out in large stretches, calling for a path that only one person can pass in the yard, the dark brown tree trunks underneath have been hidden by the night, and the flower buds blooming on top are delicate and lustrous. Drip, white as if painted over the general.

The wind left traces and scattered the powder all over the ground.It's just that there is no one outside.

Seeing that it was getting late, Lin Ying suddenly remembered that when Chipin left, he had specially told him to burn incense to Mr. Jin before going to bed.

Just now Luo Yan was outside the door all the time, causing him to fall asleep and forget about it. Now that he had an opportunity, he cautiously opened the door and lifted the curtain and walked out.

It's just that this escape was not easy, like a thief sneaking into the mansion, he kept staring at the side all the way, lest Luo Yan would do something wrong again.

Until he returned to the backyard porch, everything was still unusually quiet.He pushed aside the flower branches blocking the road, and scattered the petals all over the ground. He had a bad feeling, so he hurriedly walked, and with a fierce thrust, he plunged out of the plum blossom bushes, and hit Luo Yan who was holding a purple sand pot of authentic tea in front of him. face to face.

The four eyes met, looking at his prosperous face that could not be found in Beijing, raised his eyebrows slightly, and grinned his lips slightly, all provocatively.What came to Lin Ying's mind was his unrestrained and honest appearance this morning.

Swallowing slightly, she didn't know how to speak.Lin Ying didn't have a plan in mind, and hurried to the direction of the house, really wanting to find something to separate herself from Luo Yan.But Luo Yan got up and grabbed him, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

"what are you doing?"

Although Lin Ying felt guilty, his face remained calm.The expressions and eyes were full of boredom and disdain.

Luo Yan didn't answer anything, stretched out his hand and yanked Lin Ying, turning half a circle on the ground, and before he could react to what happened, he was already sitting in Luo Yan's arms.

"How long are you going to be angry, the plum blossoms in this hospital are all to make amends for you."

"I didn't ask you to do anything." Lin Ying was still cold, as if two icebergs collided suddenly, struggling to break free from his arms.

"You let me go, let me go!"

Fortunately, Luo Yan could be seen to be happy and sad in front of Lin Ying.Hearing this, he was a little disappointed at first, but he soon showed a gentle smile again, and said slowly:

"I know you are obsessed with tea, and there must be no shortage of good tea in the house. I remember that when I was reading an ancient book, I accidentally saw that the snow water on the plum blossoms was melted to make tea, and the tea was fragrant with plum blossoms. I wanted you to try it out."

He completely assumed that Lin Ying was silent, and didn't discuss anything with him, only poured out a bunch of things.One hand grabbed Lin Ying's arm and the other stretched out to pour a cup of tea, gently bringing it to Lin Ying's mouth.