When Lin Xiao carried Zheng Zhinan home, Zheng Zhinan stabilized.

He himself couldn't explain his behavior just now.

Why are you so flustered, why are you so uncomfortable, so painful.

Could it be that when he was a human being in his last life, did he commit suicide?

He was sure that he must have experienced such a painful thing to feel so empathetic. Even after drinking Mengpo soup, his heart still collapsed in fear.

Seeing that Zheng Zhinan's mood had stabilized, Lin Xiao didn't care if he could understand or not, so he comforted him and said, "Sorry, I made you worry, I didn't do anything stupid...Really, I just want to blow some wind and drink some wine .”

Lin Xiao is sensible enough, although emotional matters troubled him and made him painful, but he really never thought of dying.

Zheng Zhinan looked at Lin Xiao and saw that his eyes did not seem to be fake, so he felt more at ease.

"I won't do impulsive things because of emotional matters. I know that I will get out of the pain for a few months at most. Although I will suffer a little in these few months, as long as I get through it, everything will be brighter." Lin Xiao leaned on the sofa and slowly raised his head to look at the ceiling. These words seemed to comfort Zheng Zhinan, but they were actually comforting himself.

He always thought that the two of them loved each other enough, and they had known each other for six years, but he never thought that the relationship gained by fighting against their family members could not stand the test so much.

I thought that after obtaining the consent of the family, their story is like the one written in the novel, it is happy

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