Shengcheng's tone was very soft, especially when he called Xiaojing-chan, he deliberately slowed down his speaking speed, making him look particularly gentle.
Lin Jing felt as if her ears were pregnant on the spot and were numb.
Her mind was still stuck on "The voice when he called her Xiaojing-chan was too gentle", and her mouth had already moved: "Okay."
She spoke quickly, almost finishing the sentence the moment he finished speaking.
Lin Jing, who realized that he was a robot again, closed his eyes in annoyance and wanted to bite off his tongue again.
Lin Jing pursed his lips and felt the temperature in his numb ears rising little by little.
She quietly moved a little to the side, putting a little distance between herself and him.
In the autumn evening, the temperature had dropped, but Lin Jing felt it was even hotter than at noon.
She must have been roasted by the sheep roasting fire not far away, she thought.
…
When he woke up the next day, Lin Jing carefully cleaned the room he had lived in, and then opened the doors and windows to maintain ventilation.
Lan Bowen seemed to have installed a monitor in her room. As soon as she finished cleaning up, his WeChat message calling her to come downstairs for lunch arrived.
As soon as she dragged her suitcase out, she saw the same grand scene as Ran Bowen's WeChat message.
As usual, when Sheng Cheng saw her, he nodded naturally.
According to the previous script, he would say morning lazily in the next second. If he was not completely awake, he would occasionally yawn when saying morning.
But today, before he opened his mouth, his eyes glanced at the suitcase she was dragging.
He was stunned for a moment, looking at her suitcase, as if he had forgotten what to say, and lost his voice.
The atmosphere became a little sad for some reason.
Lin Jing pursed his lower lip slightly and took the initiative to say: "Morning."
Sheng Cheng paused for a moment and slowly raised his eyes: "...Morning."
After saying that, he reached out and took her suitcase.
Lin Jing followed him into the elevator. When they went downstairs, the two of them had little conversation.
This scene seemed familiar. It wasn't until the elevator approached the first floor that Lin Jing remembered that it was a similar scene on the day he arrived. He took the initiative to drag her suitcase for her, and he took her upstairs. They also didn't speak in the elevator.
The elevator door opened, and from a distance, Lin Jing heard Chen Jing's yelling.
I don’t know what they were talking about, but it was quite lively. My aunt hadn’t left yet, so she stood by and watched them laughing happily.
Lan Bowen saw the grand occasion and Lin Jing, "Those two are here."
Following his words, everyone looked over, and then everyone saw the suitcase that Sheng Kheng was dragging in his hand.
The huge living room fell silent for an instant.
Until the aunt put all the food on the table, a group of teenagers who were more active in doing food than anything else were still in the living room and shouted: "Come over quickly and eat."
One by one, they came to their senses and entered the restaurant silently.
Last night, when we all had roast lamb together, the atmosphere was quite relaxed. The group was noisy and dispersed until midnight. But now that they saw the suitcase that Lin Jing brought, everyone became mute.
The restaurant used to be noisy when I ate there, so my aunt was a little nervous when she saw it was surprisingly quiet today, and asked repeatedly if there was something wrong with the food she cooked.
Jiang Xin quickly said that it had nothing to do with her, and then signaled that she could get off work at that time.
After the aunt left, the whole villa became even quieter. Even the little bitter gourd, who usually saw people in the living room and liked to make a fuss and grab the cage in an attempt to let others out, was lying in the cage, motionless.
Today's lunch was a very busy one. After eating for almost half an hour, only half of the food was cooked.
Chen Jing, who was the first to cook because he couldn't do anything, suddenly put his chopsticks on the bowl as if he couldn't stand it anymore, looked up at Lin Jing: "Sister Lin, you are fine, remember to go home more often."
"Yes, we are all in Beijing anyway. It's not far away. If you want to come over for weekends or whatever," Lan Bowen said.
"Yes, if you want to improve your score when playing games, you can come to us. We will take you as long as we are free," Qin Yu said.
"..."
Lin Jing was just a little sad at first, but now everyone's words and comments suddenly turned the little sadness into a big one.
She pinched her chopsticks and felt that her throat was a little blocked.
"Also, isn't it the Mid-Autumn Festival in a while? It's a holiday. You can come and celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival with us." Li Xiaozhou said.
"After the Mid-Autumn Festival is the National Day, come to us to celebrate the birthday of our motherland." He Wang said.
"After the National Day...is..." Jiang Zui couldn't remember for a while, and turned to look at Jiang Xin next to him: "What festival is it?"
Jiang Xin was also a little confused: "Dragon Boat Festival? Lantern Festival?"
Chen Jing said with a face that couldn't stand it: "Fuck, you are so stupid. You haven't even celebrated the Spring Festival. Why don't you celebrate the Qingming Festival when your sister celebrates the Lantern Festival and the Dragon Boat Festival?"
Jiang Zui: "Don't tell me, Qingming Festival is really a holiday."
"..."
Looking at the quarreling people, Lin Jing couldn't help but laugh.
Everyone looked at her.
Lin Jing was silent for a moment, faced everyone's gaze, and said sincerely: "Thank you."
I really appreciate them.
Thank you for giving her a completely different holiday than before.
It's not like I used to do during the holidays, when I was always alone at home.
It was them who made her realize for the first time that staying at home during the holidays can actually be very relaxing and happy.
"Also," Lin Jing paused and smiled again, his smiling eyes curved into a beautiful crescent shape: "Come on for the autumn competition."
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At this point, the volume is basically finished. Hehe, next is the content of the next volume!