Feng Jing Lin and Zhou Yifan arrived at a Sichuan restaurant. Feng Jing Lin, who had been in low spirits, was dragged away like a puppet. No matter how many people turned their heads and talked about her, she didn't care how flamboyant she was today. When she came back to her senses, she was already sitting on a soft chair in a Sichuan restaurant. Zhou Yifan had been waving the menu in front of her for a long time.
"The weather is cold. Eating spicy food will make you feel warmer. Let's order!"
"Boiled pork slices, spicy shredded pork, spicy chicken cubes, Dongpo pork knuckle, twice-cooked pork, Mapo tofu, beans…"
"Wait, wait. Girl, it's not that we don't have money for you to eat. It's just that there are only two of us.”He really didn't dare to compliment this girl's skill. If he didn't risk his life to stop her, he was afraid that the entire menu would be ordered by her.
After being interrupted, Feng Jinglin pouted." Fish in bean sauce, stir-fried bitter gourd!" Alright, that's all. Please hurry up!”
Hearing Feng Jinglin's order, Zhou Yifan's eyes widened. He couldn't stop her! Sigh, forget it, forget it.
"Wait a minute, waiter. Please add another cabbage vermicelli soup and stir-fried water spinach. Thank you." All he ordered were meat dishes and spicy dishes. Other than the bitter gourd, there were no other vegetables. Zhou Yifan had no choice but to add two more dishes, which made the waiter at the side dumbfounded. First, it was a woman who could order very well. Then, it was a man who felt that he ordered too much but added more dishes…
In a few minutes, all the dishes were served. Feng Jing Lin didn't say anything and picked up her chopsticks to eat. She picked up the spicy meat and ate it, regardless of how spicy it was. Zhou Yifan, who was watching from the side, forgot to eat. The table was full of Linlang, so he had no idea where to start. It seemed that the woman beside him was angry. Other than letting her vent, there was no other way.
One chopstick, one chopstick, and another chopstick…From the beginning until an hour later, she ate slowly and elegantly, chewing the meat without being spiced or saying a word. From the beginning to the end, she ate at a steady pace. Zhou Yifan didn't even pick up a single piece of food for her because she didn't need it.
Two hours later, Feng Jinglin finally put down her chopsticks and took a sip of orange juice, ending her meal for the day. Zhou Yifan took stock of today's food. It would be an exaggeration to say that she had finished all of it, but she had finished most of it. She wiped her mouth expressionlessly and began to drink orange juice.
"Comfortable?"
"Yes."
"Do you need anything else?"
"Ice cream."
" What?!"
"I want to eat ice cream from Ice City Bar!”
"Okay, okay, okay. Don't bark. Let's eat ice cream."
"And chocolate, the kind with alcohol filling. And…"
"Ah, Lin 'er, let's go! Hurry up, it's going to close soon. The waiter paid the bill. Here, keep the change!"
In order to prevent Feng Jing Lin from continuing, Zhou Yifan paid the bill as quickly as possible and dragged her out of the restaurant. They didn't drive today, so the two of them chose to stroll on the sidewalk to digest. She stood up and took two steps before realizing that she was too full. She held her stomach with one hand and held Zhou Yifan's arm with the other.
"Hey…slow down, I'm going to throw up!”
"Yes, I should let you suffer a little so that you won't ruin yourself.”
"Who ruined themselves? Do you know how long Feng Zihan has to resort to both carrot and stick to make me eat more meat?”
"Yes, if he was here today, he would be very happy!”
"Pleased? Really?" Feng Jing Lin's face darkened. Whether it was eating or drinking, she could not forget the scene in the afternoon that lingered in her mind. They were so harmonious and compatible. She suddenly felt that there was no longer a place for her in front of Feng Zihan. The chest that belonged to her had already moved into another person's. He could not escape this reality. The day had finally come when he had to face it. He would have nowhere to hide.
In the end, they didn't buy ice cream or chocolate. The two of them chatted like crazy and walked back. It was already past eleven o'clock at night when they arrived at Feng Jinglin's house. It wasn't that she didn't remember the house ban of returning home before ten o'clock. In the past, she had been careful not to make any mistakes, but today, she had done it on purpose. She really wanted to anger him. She really wanted to see him waiting for her door as soon as she entered. She really wanted him to confiscate her computer and credit cards again. She really wanted her life to go back to how it was before. She really wanted to…
"I'm here. Are you going back too late?”Feng Jinglin was very grateful for Zhou Yifan's company today.
"It's fine. I just asked the driver to pick me up.”A black Mercedes-Benz drove over and stopped on the opposite side of the road.
"Alright then, go back early. Thank you for accompanying me today."
"Hehe, friends are just that useful. Alright, go in. I'll leave when I see you go in.”He reached out and rubbed her head, his eyes full of affection that she could not see.
Feng Jing Lin waved her hand and turned around to enter. After taking two steps, she turned back. He was still in the same place, looking at her with a calm expression. The smile on his face did not change, and the gentle gaze did not change either. It was just that his figure seemed so lonely. He waved his hand again and walked in without looking back.
Zhou Yifan looked at her disappearing figure in the darkness and suddenly felt a sense of melancholy. She didn't know why she was jealous of her brother and felt as if she was dealing with a love rival. Perhaps some things had nothing to do with blood ties, but only with a person's heart. His heart was only so big, and the things he could accommodate were too limited.
Like many times when she returned late, Feng Jing Lin walked directly to the stairs leading to the second floor. But in the past, she would sneak over. This time, she walked over generously. How she wished she could hear a voice calling out to her when she walked past the living room, how she wished she could see the faint light in the living room that was left for her. However, there was nothing today. He was the only one left in the huge living room. Unwilling to give up, she turned around and stared at his favorite spot on the sofa. She hoped that when she turned around, he would actually be there. However, there was nothing…
"Pa!" Suddenly, a wall lamp in the corner of the living room lit up. She turned around in surprise, but when she saw Auntie Lin standing at the corner, a huge sense of loss swept over her. The world suddenly became even quieter, and only the sound of the wind outside the window could be heard.
"Why did Miss come back so late? He didn't even call home to inform them.”Aunt Lin did not know the disappointment in her heart. Like an elder, she dotingly reprimanded the child who came home late.
"Sorry, I…"
"Have you eaten? Do you want me to make you some supper?"
"No need. I'm full today. That…brother…is he back?”She still couldn't help but want to know the answer, even though she would be scarred in the end.
"Young Master? He was back. Miss Zhao Xinyu came to eat today. Moreover…because it was too late, she had to stay here. That's why Young Master asked me to wait for Miss Zhao today. He accompanied Miss Zhao to rest early. Miss Zhao had to work the morning shift tomorrow. "This Miss Zhao is a rare young lady from a noble family. She's so well-educated, understanding, and beautiful. Seriously, Sir and Madam must be very satisfied with this daughter-in-law.”
Staying overnight? Aunt Lin did not listen to anything else. She only felt that her world was spinning and she was about to lose all oxygen.
"Aunt Lin, I'm tired. I want to go back to my room to rest. You should sleep early too!" After saying that, she turned around woodenly, and two lines of tears fell involuntarily. Aunt Lin did not see the heartbroken look in her eyes and thought that her Miss was too tired. Without saying anything else, he turned around and returned to the kitchen to tidy up the ingredients for tomorrow's breakfast.
"Aunt Lin, is Lin 'er back?" Feng Zihan, who was dressed in a casual white outfit, walked into the kitchen and poured a glass of water on the counter. In fact, he came down to see if Feng Jinglin was back.
"Ah, Young Master, you're not asleep yet? Miss had returned. He had just returned. It seems like he's just one step behind you."
"Yes, did he say why he came back so late?”She asked casually as she drank the water.
"Mhm, I didn't say much. I saw that Miss seemed to be very tired, so I didn't ask further.”
"Yes. Rest early."
"Yes, Young Master."
Feng Zihan put down the glass and left the kitchen. When he arrived at Feng Jing Lin's door, he raised his hand to knock, but put it down again. He lingered at the door for a long time and finally gave up. He returned to his room and sat on the armchair. He was destined to lose sleep over that girl again tonight.
" Knock, knock, knock…" Someone knocked on the door.
"Please come in." Feng Zihan said indifferently, but her eyes had already turned to the door. She was looking forward to seeing a delicate little girl who came to him to cover her feet because she was afraid of the cold. Unfortunately, reality still disappointed him…
"Zihan, I can't sleep. I want to see if you have any books that I can borrow for entertainment.”Zhao Xinyu walked in with a gentle smile.
"The books are all in the study. If you really want to read them, I'll bring you to the study to look for them!”
"En…sure, I want to read some famous works. Do you have 'Thorn Birds'?"
"Yes, but that's Lin 'er's book. I don't know if it's in the study. It might be in her room.”
"Lin 'er? Your sister? Did I hear the servants at home talk about a 'young mistress' today? Is she your sister? Why haven't I heard you mention it before?"
"She's my adopted sister." Feng Zihan didn't know what to say. He didn't want to acknowledge this little sister of his, but he couldn't tell anyone what she meant to him.
"Oh, I knew it. I don't think I've heard of a girl in your family. Right, she was a beautiful princess, right?”
"En, yes, Princess."
"Then why didn't I see her today? I want to see her."
"Yes, she went out with her friends and just came back.”
"Zihan…you love your sister very much, right?”
Feng Zihan didn't answer her. Instead, she raised her head and looked at her with an unfathomable gaze.
"I can feel it. When she's mentioned, Zihan's eyes are full of love. She has been protected by Zihan, right?"
"No, she was protecting herself.”The light in his eyes was replaced by a trace of sadness, but he did not let her see his lowered eyes.
"Zihan…"
"Hmm?"
"In your heart…do you have a future for us? Even if it's just a possibility?"
"What's wrong with you?"
"It's nothing. I keep feeling that there's something hidden in your heart. It's very, very deep. I feel like I'm just a duckweed floating on the surface, while your bottomless heart is occupied by a huge force. That person…is…"
"It's getting late. Go back to your room and rest early!”Although his tone was still gentle, his eyes were clearly cold. Zhao Xinyu was extremely smart. How could she not know what he meant? Hence, she got up and prepared to return to her room.
"Then I'll go back to my room to sleep. You sleep early too. Zihan…I'm willing to wait for you. No matter how long it takes, I'll be waiting for you.”Her words were filled with sadness. After saying that, Zhao Xinyu turned around and left the room. Not long after, Feng Zihan also stood up and walked out of the room, once again arriving in front of Feng Jing Lin's door. This time, he didn't knock on the door. Instead, he opened it and walked in. His movements were gentle, as if he was afraid of waking up a porcelain doll in a beautiful dream. He did not know that there was someone who had insomnia like him tonight. He did not know that someone had closed their eyes the second before he came in. He did not know how tearful the sleeping face in the room was before...
Feng Zihan walked to the bed and looked down at the little face that was obviously red from crying. She hugged the pillow tightly and buried half of her face into the pillow. He reached out to push away the hair that was hanging down from her forehead, revealing her smooth forehead and tear-stained eyelashes. Was she crying because of him? Or for someone else? His broad palm moved through her hair and gently touched the snow-white skin on her face.
"Lin 'er, today is just the beginning.”He chanted in his heart. His heart ached.
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