long-term companionship

Chapter 4

I have seen it before, and occasionally invite them to dinner in private without telling Su Luo, and even plan for them what they need to do during their four years in college according to each person's expertise.

Anyone who can be admitted to Beijing University is not a person who does not want to make progress.

Su Luo's life can be said to be smooth and smooth, and after the age of 12, she is not even unhappy under his nose, let alone a disadvantage.

"Understood?" Ling He took a sip of water from the cup just now to moisten his lips, licked his lips that were still dry, and a smile appeared on his lips, "I understand, let me explain it myself."

Su Luo squinted at Ling He, then lowered her head again, "I think...the relationship between Yin Jing and I is a bit off."

"En." Ling He responded lightly, but didn't say much.

Su Luo shrank back into the quilt, let the warmth of the quilt wrap herself, blinked her eyes and said, "I don't know if I'm doing this right, but when I saw Yin Jing's house a few days ago... I I just feel that some things seem to be a little different from what I thought.”

"I can't say why, probably only when Yin Jing is in the spotlight... I can feel like it."

"You confused liking with liking." Ling He narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Su Luo's face, "Now that I understand it, what should I do?"

Su Luo didn't answer him directly, but asked instead: "Where is Yin Jing?"

"The bar." Ling He stood up and said with a blank expression, "I will do your luggage, or will you pack it yourself?"

"...There is nothing important in it, so forget it if you don't want it." Su Luo said with a frown, then shook her head, "I can't say who is right or wrong between the two of us... I shouldn't provoke him so hotly .”

"What's wrong with you?" Ling He sneered, "What's wrong with you."

Su Luo looked up at Ling He in a daze. He was wearing a neat suit. Even though his face was a little tired, he couldn't stop his aura.

This is a feeling only a leader can have, and people will be convinced unconsciously, following his footsteps step by step.

Ling He looked left and right, and simply threw the suit on his arm back on the sofa, and then began to undress beside the bed, looked at Su Luo and said, "Go inside."

"Are you sleepy?" Su Luo obediently rubbed inside, but fortunately, the beds in VIP wards are always big, probably more than enough to sleep three people, but the quilt is a bit small.

"What do you think?" Ling He patted his head, then went to find a pair of Su Luo's pajamas in the closet at the side, made gestures and simply put on a pair of pajama pants that looked like cropped pants to him , lying on the bed naked.

Su Luo saw that she was wearing pajama pants that fit well, and Ling He was so small that she couldn't see her - Ling He's height was [-], and she was [-], which was considered a normal proportion among her peers, but the difference was so small. Fifteen centimeters...the gap was pulled out.

"When did you bring your things here?" Su Luo was amused and moved. The clothes in the closet were his usual clothes, and the slippers beside the bed were all the brands he was used to. Even at the beginning The cups for drinking water are all familiar to him.

These things were all handled so well by Ling He without his knowledge.

Sure enough, Ling He just smiled, sighed comfortably on the bed, opened his arms and wrapped Su Luo's head around his arms, carefully avoiding the wound on the back of his head, and said, "Are you sleepy?"

"A little bit." Su Luo nodded slightly, but she didn't feel sleepy at all. The passage just now made him uncomfortable.

After lying on the bed, Ling He half-closed his eyes, and didn't continue to feel uncomfortable with him, so he began to talk to Su Luo slowly, "Do you still remember how you and Yin Jing got to know each other?"

"Remember." Su Luo affirmed, "I left my homework there, and he gave it to me when I went back."

"There are so many people in the bar, and he happened to see your homework?" Ling He had a sarcastic smile on his lips, looked at the place where Su Luo was lying, and took the remote control on one side of the cabinet to close the curtains. Lie down, then lie back down, and said: "When I took you there, who was sitting next to you, do you remember?"

Who is sitting next to you?

As expected, Su Luo was taken aback for a moment, and then said uncertainly: "The proprietress of the bar and... President Li?"

"That place is a bar on the row in Kyoto. The proprietress and my mother have a little personal relationship, and they are mixed in various circles. At that time, she wanted to recommend another person in the bar. In the end, it was Yin Yin who signed the contract with Mr. Li. scene."

How could Su Luo not understand why Yin Jing was able to sign a contract with Mr. Li.

"But it's strange for him to behave like this..." Su Luo pursed her lips, rubbing her hands unconsciously, "If there are so many benefits to him being on good terms with me, why did he behave like that after I moved in?"

"His first album sold a lot after it was released. Mr. Li asked me what I meant a while ago, and giving him a house right after a while is an encouragement." Ling He patted him on the back and said softly.

"...He thinks that I'm not worth using, so I'm a bit of a burden?" Su Luo sighed, buried her face in Yin Jing's neck, took a deep breath, and said unhappy: "He might as well just tell me. "

"Okay, don't think about these things. He has nothing to do with you in the future, you know." Ling He rubbed Su Luo's head lightly, then sneered and patted Shun Su Luo's back, "Now, can you Take your hands away?"

"Ok?"

Ling He lifted off the thin air-conditioning quilt, supported Su Luo's neck to lift his head up a little, used the bar to signal him to look over there, and then said: "You keep rubbing, believe it or not, brother is here Did you do it?"

Su Luo froze for a moment, and immediately blushed. She withdrew her hands as if she was burned, buried her face in the pillow and kept away from Ling He, and her voice was a little muffled, "Why didn't you say it earlier, you."

"Okay, what's the big deal, why are you still shy in the pillow like you were when you were a child..." Ling He laughed loudly, sat up on the bed with his knees bent, dug Su Luo out of the pillow, and looked at Su Luo because of breathing. Unsmooth blushed and said: "I won't tease you anymore, just sleep when you're sleepy. I'll take you to a place after you get well."

Su Luo glanced at him, seeing that Ling He really had no intention of teasing him and stopped making trouble, but his gaze still drifted subconsciously without any landing point, and said with a guilty conscience: "Where are you going?"

"Do you still remember the Moran I told you about?" Ling He smiled slightly, watching Su Luo's still erratic gaze, and said softly: "She has returned to China and wants to see you."

Sure enough, Su Luo paused, then raised her head abruptly, "Sister Moran you're talking about?"

"That's right." Ling He turned his gaze away without a trace, hugged Su Luo and lay back on the bed.

Su Luo responded blankly, and asked after a long time, "...Are you planning to be with her?"

I can't tell why he feels a little uncomfortable, probably because he thinks that since then, he and Ling He can no longer be as close as no one else, and at home...

at home?

Su Luo was stunned again, and suddenly something happened that almost made him unacceptable - if one day, Ling He really wants to marry someone and live in the house, then, there will be him in that house in the future location?

"—No." Su Luo's random thoughts were interrupted by Ling He's words. He even thought Ling He had fallen asleep just now.

"It's just a trip back. She wants to see her parents. I'll introduce her to you." Ling He didn't open his eyes, and he patted Su Luo's back with one hand as if to comfort him, just like that. Some restless emotions calmed down.

It's just that I don't know if it's because of Ling He's actions or because of Ling He's words.

Chapter 7

When Su Luo woke up early in the morning, Ling He was talking with the doctor at the door. The door was ajar when the two were talking, and they deliberately lowered their voices. It's just that Su Luo had enough rest yesterday. I always sleep very soundly, so I wake up early.

He can vaguely hear some words, but they are not coherent at all, and he has never been the kind of character to listen to the corner, so he just lay on the side of the bed with his eyes open, looking at the ceiling in a daze, and occasionally yawned.

Before he finished his last yawn, Ling He came in from the outside.

"How is today?" Su Luo sat up from the bed and waved her hands, "It's fine."

"Are you going to be discharged from the hospital?" Ling He touched his head, and finally heaved a sigh of relief when he found that there was no sign of repeated fever at all.

Su Luo looked left and right, and the ward was actually doing very well, it didn't even smell like sanitizer, the tip of her nose was filled with a fragrance like lemon, but after all, she knew subconsciously that this was a hospital, In short, there is still some discomfort.

"I miss Doudou a little bit." Su Luo pursed her lips and smiled, two dimples appeared on her face, her eyes were crooked.

Seeing him like this, Ling He also smiled, walked to the wardrobe and took the clothes for him, and then said casually: "Yin Jing came to look for you today."

Su Luo's movements still stopped, and the inexplicable discomfort emerged again.

He himself knows that this is probably a common problem for most people.

Although he understood that his infatuation with Yin Jing was just a momentary one, even if they separated now, he would still be at a disadvantage.

From the very beginning, he was approached by Yin Jing step by step, and then he got what he wanted through him—of course he is not a saint, after knowing all this, not doing anything is just