too affectionate

Chapter 540
Mr. Pei looked at the bowl of clear rice soup without a grain of rice in front of Rong Jin, and his expression was dignified. It was obvious that Rong Jin's situation was worse than he expected.

But Mr. Pei couldn't say it out, so he could only try his best to comfort him: "Don't worry, Huaisheng's stomach has been dry for more than ten years, and now he suddenly starts using it, so it's naturally intolerable.

As long as you recover slowly, you shouldn't be able to recover for a long time. "

It was Rong Jin who was finally able to speak. His face was as pale as paper, his lips were bloodless, his voice was hesitant and his throat was corroded by stomach acid many times, making it hoarse, but he still held his breath and said: "Grandpa, don't worry, I will have a good meal.

It's just... that I made grandpa and Yan'er feel uncomfortable during the meal..."

In Rong Jin's eyes, there is only guilt.

"Sheng Lang, what are you talking about! Your business is our business, why is the whole family so alienated!" Wan Yan was not happy at once, angrily blamed her, and lightly patted Rong Jin's shoulder to comfort her: " Don't worry, let's eat slowly, how about this, let me chat with you first, and we can continue to eat when your discomfort passes, okay?"

"Okay." Rong Jin nodded, with a gentle smile on his eyebrows and the corners of his mouth.

So the two chatted all over the place, and after a while Mr. Pei was going to take a lunch break, leaving only Wanyan and Rong Jin behind.

Wanyan purposely chomped down on the food, she was already very full, but she still tried her best to eat deliciously, wanting to create a little more appetite for Rong Jin.

Rong Jin didn't know if he could see that Wanyan couldn't eat anymore, he tilted his head slightly to look at Wanyan, smiled gently, and said softly: "Yan'er, push me to eat under the jacaranda tree, How are you?"

When Wanyan heard this, of course she agreed repeatedly, picked up the bowl and pushed Rong Jin out.

The jacaranda, just in the corner of Pei's old courtyard, is far less tall and luxuriant than the phoenix tree. It looks ordinary on Fenglin Island, which is full of exotic flowers and grasses, and Wanyan didn't notice it much before.

But for some reason, Rong Jin especially prefers this tree.

Although it is early spring, Fenglinzhou is warm all year round, so the flowers of Jacaranda bloom all year round and are unbeaten in all seasons.

It was only then that Wanyan realized that she couldn't see it from a distance, but looked up from under the jacaranda tree. The dense green leaves cast a clear afterglow, and in the dome of green leaves that were hidden by the shadows, embellished With blue-purple flowers one after another, it is like a star hanging down the night, as if outside the world.

It's romantic, but it can't get around loneliness.

Wanyan pushed Rong Jin to the shade of the jacaranda tree, and sat on the stone bench beside her.

Rong Jin scooped up another spoonful of rice soup, but brought it to his mouth in no hurry, and asked without beginning or end:

"Yan'er, what's your baby name or boudoir name?"

Wanyan thought for a while when she heard the words, shook her head, and said: "I guess it's not... Since I was conscious, my father called me 'Wanyan', and my grandfather, sister and friends all nicknamed me 'Yan'er', Xuan Yi has always called me by my first name, as for my mother... To be honest, my mother rarely calls me, but now I can't think of my mother calling me, and why."

Wanyan stepped on the stone bench and sat with her bare legs in her arms, she looked a little depressed when she said this.

The daughters of rich families all have boudoir names, which are not known to outsiders, only their own family members call them.Even girls from small households have baby names, and the family members call them affectionate and catchy.

However, Wanyan never had a nickname, no one took it, and no one called it.

"May I give you a baby name?"

Rong Jin asked with a smile, looking at Wanyan gently with a pair of clear eyes.

"Okay!" Wanyan blurted out without hesitation, her eyes were a little more serious, "We each have half of each other's blood now, that is blood relatives, you treat me like a mountain, and I treat you like a brother, are you willing?" Give me a name, I can't ask for it."

Blood relatives, brothers...

Rong Jin's heart sank, but he said softly without revealing the slightest bit: "Then from now on, how about I call you Baby Baby?"

"What's the explanation for this name?" Wanyan blinked her eyes, leaned over and asked, "Is it Huangying's Yingying, Cherry's Yingying, Yingming's Yingying, Yingluo's Yingying, or Qiongying's Yingying?"

"Neither of them." Rong Jin smiled and shook his head slightly, his voice soft and heart-melting.

"It's Zhongying's baby."

Zhongying's baby... These words scratched Wanyan's heart like a kitten's paw, and she always felt that something was weird, but she just couldn't tell what was weird about it.

"Do you like it?" Rong Jin asked her, looking at her eyes except for the breeze and bright moon, clearly looking forward to it, and not daring to look forward to it.

"I like it!" Wanyan was afraid that Rong Jin would think too much, so she blurted out quickly, and added: "Catchy and kind, I like it very much!"

"That's great." Rong Jin smiled, her slender eyes formed a pair of crescent moons, and she called softly, "Baby."

Even if Leng Luo Qingshan heard this voice, he would be gentle and Luo Qing.

"Hey!" Wanyan responded with a smile.

As soon as the words were finished, a faint breeze blew, carrying the slight moisture of the water, rolling the branches and leaves of Kazuki, and let the purple-blue petals fall from the branches.

Wanyan reached out to catch one, pinched the stem with her fingers and turned it gently, watching it dance like an imprisoned elf, beautiful and lonely.

Rong Jin didn't say much, just looked at her quietly, the smile on the corner of his mouth was like honey in his mouth.

After a while, Wanyan suddenly thought of something, leaned forward and asked Rong Jin, "Oh, by the way, Sheng Lang, besides the Shaoyu guards, do you have any friends or relatives who are the same age as you?"

"Friends or relatives?" Rong Jin thought about it carefully, then shook his head, and said, "I don't know many people in this world, and my peers are you and Shao Yu, and no one else."

After Rong Jin finished speaking, he paused and asked again: "But why did you suddenly remember to ask such a question, Baby Baby?"

"Hey..." Wanyan sighed before answering, and said truthfully, "You rescued me to Fenglinzhou that day, and you were still awake when I woke up. When I opened my eyes The first thing I saw was not Grandpa, but a boy I had never seen before.

I thought it was your friend or relative, and I asked him to help find you..."

"That's it..." Rong Jin smiled with his eyes bent, but his heart tightened suddenly, and his fingers holding the bowl were slightly red.

For some reason, the first thing that popped up in Rong Jin's mind was that person.

Once upon a time, there was only that person in Wanyan's eyes.

At this time, Rong Jin suddenly wanted to understand the changes in Wanyan that he felt but could not describe since the reunion in Shuzhou.

That is her eyes are empty.

There is no consummation, no caring, no unspoken but full-hearted admiration.

There is also no worry, and a little more heartless briskness.

　Thank you "Poetry 520" baby for the evaluation ticket ~ thank you "gy Bodhisattva" baby for the monthly pass!Baby now has a monthly ticket event, you can get a red envelope ~ don't be polite!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)