Little Cotton

9

    Yu Ling seemed to be less motion sick all of a sudden.

She was sitting beside Zhong Chuyun, chatting about how unwelcome she used to be in Yu's house, and how much her half-brother hated her.

When mentioning those pasts, Yu Ling didn't cry.

Her tone was very calm, as if the hardships and grievances she had suffered in the past were far away from her now.

The fact is indeed so, others don't know, but she knows that she has left that sea of ​​suffering for at least a hundred years.

On the day she returned to this world again, apart from wanting to escape, wanting to change her future, and feeling a little afraid of those who had hurt her in the bottom of her heart, there was no extra sadness or pain. resentment.

Now, when she mentions those people and things that have passed away, it's like telling someone else's story, as if it has nothing to do with her.

However, this did not prevent her from showing a strong dislike when referring to the "relatives" of that family.

Along the way, she said a lot.

Until the car drove into the underground garage of the community, got on the elevator, and entered the house, she still chased after Zhong Chuyun and whispered about the past.

After returning home, Yu Ling moved the small bench and sat down in front of the coffee table, recalling the past and talking for more than two hours.

Zhong Chuyun didn't turn on the TV, but just listened to Yu Ling quietly, and gave a little unimportant response from time to time.

The sun outside the window gradually slanted towards the west. Those who talked did not stop, and those who listened did not eat.

As Yu Ling was talking, she suddenly felt that she had run out of words.

The life of a demon is very long, but in fact, except for the time of cultivation, it is nothing more than wasted time day after day.

Whether it's decades or thousands of years, according to the way she lived in her previous life, every day's suffering is similar, and there are not many things that can really be remembered.

Yu Ling didn't know how she was able to talk so much, she was able to talk about many things that happened day after day, over and over again.

She thought, maybe it's because, in this world, no one is willing to listen to her, Zhong Chuyun is the first one, and Zhong Chuyun is not like a fox who listens patiently to cotton, so she cherishes this opportunity very much.

After all, if you don't talk about your happiness today, you may never have a chance to talk about it in the future.

After finishing everything she wanted to say, she stared at Zhong Chuyun on the sofa in a daze for a few seconds.

At the end, he blinked and said nothing.

Yu Ling didn't expect Zhong Chuyun to make any response to this at all.

After all, in her opinion, this fox with a mouth that looked the same was not Lin Shuang. To be able to sit here and listen to her chant for so long was already the sun coming out from the west.

"Finished?"

"Yeah."

"Let's eat."

"Oh."

Yu Ling responded, and when she looked up, she saw Zhong Chuyun get up and walk into the kitchen.

Sure enough, the fox was not interested in Yihuaduo's tragic past, just out of politeness, he had to listen to her chant for half noon.

Yu Ling bit her lower lip, and muttered in her heart when she got up—Zhong Chuyun must have been thinking from the beginning to the end, how much does this cotton flower have to say? Hurry up and eat quickly.

If it was Lin Shuang, it would definitely not be like this...

Thinking of this, Yu Ling got up and followed Zhong Chuyun into the kitchen. Seeing her standing in front of the open refrigerator and meditating, she couldn't help asking: "What are we eating?" Huh?"

Zhong Chuyun asked back: "What do you want to eat?"

Yu Ling thought about it seriously, and suddenly remembered the steaming noodles in the middle of the night when she first came here.

"Is instant noodles okay?" Little Cotton asked softly.

Zhong Chuyun was silent for a moment, closed the refrigerator, and responded lightly: "Yes."

The time is 2:30 in the afternoon.

The instant noodles this time are not the same as those made by boiling water last time. They are cooked in a pot.

Zhong Chuyun put two beaten eggs in it, added some sliced ​​meat that was cut last night but was not used up, and today's freshly broken cabbage.

The two noodle cakes were cooked in one pot, but when they were finally served, Zhong Chuyun put some more in one of the bowls and put it in front of Yu Ling.

Yu Ling couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Do you just eat this little?"

Zhong Chuyun said: "I'm not hungry."

Yu Ling nodded, unconsciously clenched the chopsticks in her hand.

The first meal she ate after coming to the city was instant noodles, but it was clearly the same thing, and the taste this time was much better than last time.

While eating noodles, Yu Ling unconsciously glanced at Zhong Chuyun beside her.

As if aware of her gaze, Zhong Chuyun suddenly said: "The past is over, you won't be bullied by those people anymore."

Yu Ling was stunned for a moment, then lowered her eyebrows and replied: "Hmm... ..."

"You can say what you want to eat and what you want in the future." Zhong Chuyun said, paused for a while, and continued after thinking for a while, "I may not give you everything, but I will try my best." Yu

Ling He couldn't help eating a big mouthful of noodles, and took a big mouthful of soup with a bowl. At the end, he was silent for a few seconds before responding: "Oh..."

Zhong Chuyun: "Why do you think it's just oh?"

Yu Ling: "How can... "

Yu Ling retorted in a low voice, and lowered her eyelashes in embarrassment for a while.

Her face is round and small, and her skin is milky white. When she is embarrassed, she will get a slight blush.

Seeing Zhong Chuyun's eyes, his normally silent eyes were filled with warmth.

She smiled and asked: "Little cotton, why do you look so dumb?"

Yu Ling couldn't help but fell into a trance.

The words were so familiar, but the tone was strange...

When she came back to her senses, she subconsciously raised her eyes to look, hoping to find even a trace of Lin Shuang on Zhong Chuyun.

But no, the fox just ate the noodles in his own bowl, it can be said that there is no wave in the ancient well.

"I'm not staying." Yu Ling muttered softly.

When the words fell, there seemed to be an almost inaudible chuckle next to his ear.

The bad fox is laughing at her again.

Fortunately, such jokes were not malicious and would not make her sad or angry.

In fact, she could feel that the bad fox had treated her a lot better these two days.

But she knew that no matter how it changed, the ultimate goal of this bad fox was to get her married.

This bad fox is obviously raising his sister-in-law now.

She didn't want to marry the noisy younger brother of this bad fox. It didn't matter if he was good-looking or in a formal manner.

The fox thought she was stupid, but she thought she was quite smart.

Now that the documents are in hand and the "Fairy Rules" has been memorized, she is about to leave.

At that time, the bad fox will know how smart she is.

Thinking so, Yu Ling took a sip of instant noodle soup with great satisfaction.

After eating the lunch that was delayed too much, Yu Ling rushed to wash the dishes as usual.

When Yu Ling packed up the dishes and walked out of the kitchen, she immediately saw Zhong Chuyun in the bedroom who had changed into her nightdress at some point.

Zhong Chuyun sat on the bed, her nightgown was thin, and her body was also a little thin. She held the two certificates that Yu Ling had just obtained in the morning, her downcast eyes seemed a little blurred, and she didn't know where her thoughts went.

Yu Ling tilted her head curiously, and unconsciously stared at Zhong Chuyun for a long time.

I don't know why, but I feel a little unclear in my heart.

Xu Shi noticed Yu Ling's gaze, and Zhong Chuyun came back to his senses, and put the ID in his hand into the small bag that he carried with him when he went out.

——This is my certificate!

——Why did she put it in her bag?

"Will you keep it for me?" Yu Ling stood by the bedroom door and asked in a low voice, daring to be angry.

"Well, it will be very troublesome if you lose it." Zhong Chuyun responded lightly.

"Well... thank you." Yu Ling said, stepped forward to pick up the pajamas that she had folded on the floor, turned and walked into the bathroom.

After changing into her pajamas, she couldn't help sitting on the squatting toilet and dazed.

Both her ID card and city residence permit were carried by Zhong Chuyun. The wallet was so small that something missing would definitely be discovered, and it was very risky to steal it in advance.

So that is to say, if she wants to escape, she can't choose when Zhong Chuyun is out, but when Zhong Chuyun is sleeping.

This is a bit troublesome.

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The author has something to say:

The wife's ID card must be kept safe, otherwise the wife can run away when she gets home.