meet again

Chapter 75

"Why aren't you asleep?" Xin Ran looked at Lin Ting who was sitting on the bed with his knees hugged: "Aren't you sleepy?"

Lin Ting lifted the quilt and let Xin Ran sit in, then looked at her and said, "I'm thinking about what it was like when you lived here before."

When Grandpa Ding brought her to this room just now, he specifically said that this is the burning boudoir.

After Xin Ran sat down, she pulled the quilt again to wrap the two of them together, hugged her knees like Lin Ting, glanced at the familiar objects around, and chuckled softly: "What do you think?"

Lin Ting pointed to the blue desk in front of the bed: "The way you sit there reading a book," then pointed to the bookshelf beside it: "The way you stand there looking out the window," and the closet next to it: "Also, standing there She looks so pretty in front of the mirror."

Xin Ran was propping up his right hand to listen to what Lin heard about her imagined self, and couldn't help shaking his head helplessly when he heard the last sentence.

Lin Ting himself couldn't help laughing: "I'm so envious that you have such a big full-length mirror."

"I'm afraid it's because you want to look pretty in the mirror." Xin Ran poked Lin Ting's forehead, feeling a little cool where it touched, she was stunned for a moment, then covered her forehead with her palm: "Is it cold?"

The temperature in the mountains is already lower than in the city, and since no one has lived in her room for a long time, even if the air conditioner is turned on, it may take a while to recover.

Lin Ting looked up at her and shook his head: "It's not cold."

How can Xin Ran believe her, usually this person's body is always hot, but this meeting is actually lower than her temperature, it must have been frozen just now.She got up and took another quilt from the closet, then looked at the guy with a smirk on his face: "Lie down."

"Oh~" Lin Ting stretched out her voice, then lay down obediently.

Xin Ran covered her with the quilt, then watched her raise her hand again, propping up the quilt to create an entrance: "Come in quickly."

When the two of them were lying down, the temperature of the room had already risen, and Lin Ting's hot body quickly returned to its original level. Xin Ran chuckled, "It's so comfortable to hold."

Lin Ting blushed a little, she couldn't help shrinking down, but soon got out and said with some distress: "You feel comfortable now, but you will dislike it in summer..."

Xin Ran nodded: "For the sake of your self-knowledge, I reluctantly tell you that the answer is correct."

Lin Ting snorted softly, and squeezed towards Xin Ran: "It doesn't matter, anyway, you said it's very comfortable now."

The corner of Xin Ran's mouth curled up, and the hand she put on Lin Ting's waist moved restlessly, and then she managed to hear Lin Ting's breathing: "Hey, itchy..."

"Is it still crowded?" Xin Ran asked intentionally.

"It's not crowded..." Lin Ting moved again, pulled a little distance away, and then said with a red face, "It's a bit hot..."

Nonsense, with the air conditioner on and two quilts covered, she will be hot if she doesn't...

Xin Ran shook his head, resigned himself to his fate, got up and put away another quilt, then went back to sleep and said: "Don't make trouble."

Lin Ting nodded obediently, then looked at Xin Ran who was close at hand, and said softly: "Good night, Xin Ran."

Xin Ran just closed his eyes and hummed.

Lin Ting turned around feeling a little disappointed, lying flat and looking at the ceiling.

Xin Ran opened his eyes and glanced at her, then leaned over and kissed her: "Good night, go to sleep!"

Lin Ting's eyes were filled with a smile almost instantly: "Well, sleep!"

……

When he was leaving in the morning, Grandpa Ding gave a few more instructions, most of which were to tell Xin Ran to pay attention to his health and not to miss his family.

Lin Ting followed behind and accompanied Xin Ran to listen to the old man's instructions, and then bowed respectfully before leaving.

When the two returned home, Lin Ting remembered that he hadn't looked at his phone all the way, and there were several missed calls when he turned it on.

She glanced at Xin Ran, then looked at the phone: "My mother..."

"What's going on at home?" Xin Ran took the bag from her hand and put it on the side cabinet: "Go and make a call."

Lin Ting hummed, and hurried to call back.

Nothing happened at home, but Lin's mother called her daughter on the weekend when she had nothing to do, but she couldn't get through after calling.

Lin Ting thought it might be because of the bad signal in the mountains, so she fooled around with her mother and finally calmed down her old man, and then heard Lin's mother say: "By the way, your sister-in-law is going to C city for a business trip in two days. , I asked her to bring you something."

"What is it?" Lin Ting asked casually, and even glanced at Xin Ran who was sitting on the sofa.

"It's nothing, just something to eat." Lin Ma on the other end of the phone paused, her voice softened a little: "How are you doing recently?"

"Alright!" Lin Ting heard his mother's rare gentle voice: "Mom, you really don't have to worry about me."

"I'll just ask." Mama Lin raised her voice again: "What's the matter, you think I'm nagging, so don't ask, hang up, you're busy!"

"Hey, mom, why are you... pretending I didn't say anything." Lin Ting hurriedly said a few words of reassurance before he really hung up the phone.

Mom's temper... Lin Ting shook his head helplessly, feeling sorry for his father who has been suffering for so many years...

Lin Ting threw the phone aside and sat next to Xin Ran: "My sister-in-law may come over in a few days."

Xin Ran raised her eyebrows: "Huh?"

"Ah, I mean, she might have a meal at home before leaving." Lin Ting panicked and quickly explained.

"so?"

"Hey, I... I don't know..." Lin Ting simply threw the question to Xin Ran: "Do you want to see her?"

"It's up to you to decide." Xin Ran turned around and leaned on the sofa: "I don't know about the situation in your family, you can decide for yourself."

"I... I don't know either." Lin Ting scratched his hair: "Forget it, don't think about it for now, go back and ask my brother."

Xin Ran glanced at her, but didn't speak.

"But seeing or not seeing, it's just a matter of time." Lin Ting did not ignore Xin Ran's silence, she crossed her legs and sat on the sofa, and then touched Xin Ran with her shoulder: "It may be difficult for our family members. Fuck it, because no one speaks for me except my brother."

"Ok?"

"My mother has a bad temper, and no one in the whole community dares to provoke her." Lin Ting looked at Xin Ran with sparkling eyes, "Are you afraid?"

Xin Ran couldn't help laughing: "There is a daughter who talks about her mother like that, no wonder she has a bad temper."

Lin Ting blushed slightly, but still rushed forward quickly: "You haven't answered my question yet!"

Xin Ran let her throw him down, and then asked calmly, "What if we can't figure it out?"

Lin Ting propped up his arms, looked at Xin Ran's expressionless expression under him, and then sighed: "Then I... I'll..."

Xin Ran's star-like eyes flickered for a moment, but just as she was about to raise her hand to push Lin Ting away, she saw the man in front of her fall straight down, pressing on her and said sullenly: "I can only find ways to repay you in other ways." They're gone."

Xin Ran raised his hand and lowered it to embrace Lin Ting: "What if they let you get married? They don't want anything, as long as you get married."

"Then what should we do?" Lin Ting tilted her head, lay down on Xin Ran's neck, and said softly, "Even if they tie me to the wedding, I won't agree." She rubbed Xin Ran Head: "If that day really comes, you must go to snatch the marriage, and then I will elope with you."

When Lin heard these words, she was as gentle as usual, as if in front of Xin Ran, she was just a cute kitten lying flat with her belly open, never willing to show her little paws.

She neither stood up and raised her hands to swear, nor made a firm promise, but just told her her thoughts frankly in Xin Ran's ear.

Time is like a piano, and eight years are like the fingers of fate across the black and white keys, and all the emotions pour out.

I have been chasing you for so long, how could I let go first.