Su Qing:???

Such an interesting post, netizens have bigger ideas than the other. Where did they provoke Mr. Ling?

Su Qing, who secretly pursued this post, was a little depressed, but when the boss said that, he had to bear the pain and answered.

Su Qing took the order and left.

Ling Xize moved his eyes back to the screen and saw them sucking "uncle", "rough man", "sloppy" and "eating lotus root", so he didn't get angry.

Annoying.

Frowning and closing the web page, Ling Xize took out his cell phone and called Si Sheng.

The phone rings twice and answers.

"do what?"

Si Sheng had just woken up, his voice was lazy and he was sleepy.

Hearing her voice, the gloom of her mood subsided a little, Ling Xize curled her lips, "Are you at home?"

"Here, what?"

"I'll come here to see Lao Yi in the afternoon."

"Oh." Si Sheng responded, paused slightly, and was not polite. "There was a seller of honey-selling mozzarella in the last time you parked the car, and you brought one pound."

Ling Xize nodded and laughed at her again, "I'm too lazy to be with you."

“It’s cold outside.”

Si Sheng made a random mistake.

Before she was exposed, Ling Xize agreed seriously and asked, "Do you want anything else?"

"You can take it."

Si Sheng muttered and hung up the phone.

I'm afraid I haven't woken up yet.

*

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Ling Xize came to visit her with a bunch of snacks.

They are all favored by Si Sheng.

The one who opened the door was the cooking aunt. When she saw the handsome Ling Xize, she was a little restrained.

Handing the snack to the aunt, Ling Xize glanced around in the living room, but couldn't find Si Sheng's figure, and then asked, "Where is her?"

"Miss Si? She has been in the room."

The aunt pointed to Si Sheng's bedroom.

This was the second time my aunt met Ling Xize. She knew that he had a good relationship with this family and was suspected to be Miss Si's boyfriend, so she answered very positively.

Ling Xize nodded slightly and walked towards the bedroom.

The door was not closed, and a crack was leaked. He listened with his ears, but he heard no movement.

"Knock.Knock."

He gently tapped his finger twice, but he didn't wait for a response.

Ling Xize paused and simply pushed the door open.

The bedroom lights were not on, but the lighting was better. The weather was brighter in the afternoon, and the sun shone through the clean and bright windows, making the indoor light full.

Under the window was a desk, Si Sheng was sleeping on the table, tilting his head, pillowing with one elbow, and putting the other hand on the table.

At her hand were some spread out drawings, scattered in a mess, a book spread out with a pen in the middle.

The sunlight that was transmitted in was covering her body, sprinkling bright light and shadows. She lay quietly on her face, her eyes drowning lightly, and in the flying dust, she was as beautiful as a painting.

The window opened a little, and a cool wind leaked in through the gap, blowing a page of the book, like turning the chapter of time.

Yu was standing at the door. It took Ling Xize a long time to recover.

He walked into the bedroom, passed by the bed, then picked up a blanket, shook it open, and walked behind Si Sheng.

He leaned slightly, spread the blanket gently and gently placed it on Si Sheng's shoulder.

No matter how light the movement was, Si Sheng could sense it. Her shoulders moved slightly. She didn't get up, but her eyes opened a thin slit and faintly saw the figure standing in the shadow. After identifying his identity, her eyes slowly closed again.

"Come?"

Si Sheng opened his mouth, his voice was light, and he didn't wake up as soon as he heard it.

Ling Xize slowed down his tone and asked, "Well, let's sleep for a while?"

"Um."

The nasal sound was extremely light, so light that it seemed like the wind blew across the ear, and then there was no sound again.

Ling Xize looked at her quietly, with a quiet and beautiful sleeping face. At this moment, there was enough time to allow him to be engraved little by little in his memory, without any disturbance.

The corners of the lips were bent unconsciously.

a long time.

He turned around and was about to go out, he suddenly saw the cell phone being thrown on the quilt.

Si Sheng’s cell phone…

By the way, Ling Xize walked over and picked up his phone.

The screen lights up and needs to be unlocked.

And, the moment he saw the screensaver, Ling Xize's heart suddenly shrank and he was slightly stunned.

That was a hand.

Si Sheng's left hand and slender wrist were a long black rope that was wrapped in several circles. It was hand-woven, not exquisite, or even quite rough.

——He gave it to.

——He photographed.

"You have been knitting for three days, and that's what it is? No one buys two dollars outside. You are miserable. If you are in a bad mood in the future, no one wants to sell handicrafts... Forget it, put it on and take a photo for me. Keep it as a souvenir."

Si Sheng's disgust, speechless expression, and the insignificant joy all came to life in his mind.

Very vivid.

She still has this photo?

Also set photos as screensaver on your phone?

After a moment of shock, Ling Xize looked at Si Sheng on the table and chuckled his lips.

With a tentative mind, he pressed the screen saver code: six zeros.

Screen saver was unlocked successfully.

Maybe even Si Sheng doesn't believe it—

She is long-lasting.

After so many years, I haven't even changed a password. If I hadn't changed it deliberately, I would have been able to last a lifetime.

The owner of the mobile phone is just one meter away. Ling Xize, a person who is doing small things, did not hide anything. He clicked on the Weibo of his mobile phone.

Weibo is in an exit status, there is no login, but no password is required, just a verification code.

A few seconds later, a verification code pops up.

At the same time, Ling Xize took out his mobile phone, called out a photo, and sent it to Si Sheng's mobile phone via WeChat.

A few minutes later—

Ling Xize, who had done everything quickly, mute his phone to the bed, left the bedroom very lightly, and closed the door.

At the same time, netizens who were doing nothing suddenly browsed a new Weibo on their homepage.

Then, my chin fell off.

【zero】: She is not an uncle.[Picture]

fan:

???

Are you kidding?!

Have you been stolen? Hello!

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