Stand-In Boyfriend Fu Zheng Ji

Chapter 55
Zhang Ling had never thought about getting married, and looked at Aunt Zhang in surprise.

Perhaps because of her impure thoughts, she didn't know how to answer this question for a while.

Li Xiang hoped that Zhang Ling could clarify the answer.

In other words, Zhang Ling only needs to give him a certain look, and let him clarify the answer.

He watched Zhang Ling bow her head in embarrassment and stopped talking, and the atmosphere at the scene instantly became awkward.

Aunt Li thought of her father's exhortations in her mind, and saw Li Xiang's obsession with Zhang Ling, and suddenly realized that whether Zhang Ling and the man in front of her could be successful, all depended on Zhang Ling's thoughts.

Aunt Li thinks that Li Xiang is definitely a good match for Zhang Ling in terms of demeanor and temperament.She just couldn't figure out what girl Zhang Ling was hesitating about?
"Zhang Ling, it's not that Aunt Zhang is talking..."

Aunt Zhang's nosy heart was agitated, and she planned to help Zhang Ling make a decision from her own perspective.Lest such a good man slip away from him.

However, Li Xiang didn't want Aunt Zhang to force Zhang Ling too much. Seeing Zhang Ling's embarrassment, she forced Zhang Ling away from her side.

He took the initiative to interrupt Aunt Zhang's words and said, "Aunt Zhang, this has always been about fate. If the fate comes, it will happen naturally. If the fate doesn't come, it's useless for the parties to worry about it. What do you think, Zhang Aunt?"

These words can be regarded as Li Xiang found a new level for himself.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes!" Aunt Li nodded repeatedly, then looked at Zhang Ling with a smile, "Not bad! Not bad, Zhang Ling, Aunt Zhang likes the boyfriend you found more and more. If you have time, you must bring Li Xiang to your house as a guest." ah."

"That's for sure! Even if Aunt Li doesn't say anything, Li Xiang will visit in person." Li Xiang said.

Zhang Ling just smiled and nodded.

Aunt Li glanced at the time at this time and said: "Hey, this time is like a wild horse running wild. If you don't pay attention, it will disappear. The old man asked me to pick up the eldest grandson, and I am going to be late. Another day, another day when I am free." Let's talk more."

Zhang Ling watched Aunt Li leave in a hurry, and she didn't even have time to say goodbye.

Li Xiang recalled Zhang Ling's reaction of avoiding the question just now, and the original affectionate expression was no longer on his face.

As if he was thinking about philosophical issues about the meaning of life, his deep eyes were somewhat cold and serious, and he looked at Zhang Ling beside him.

At this time, Zhang Ling vaguely felt that Li Xiang was looking at her with different eyes.

Although she has not yet met his eyes, her body is like being shrouded in the wilderness where fierce beasts often appear.

"Just say what you want, don't look at me like that." Zhang Ling didn't look back at Li Xiang and said.

Because she didn't dare to look back, for fear that Li Xiang would see her dark thoughts.

Li Xiang did have a question lingering in his mind.

That's why sometimes I feel that he and Zhang Ling are very close. This feeling is like a child who lost his mother and suddenly adopted a substitute from the orphanage;
Sometimes I feel that he and Zhang Ling are very estranged. This feeling is like a gluey couple on the screen. In fact, most of the on-screen couples never meet in life.

Of course, although these feelings can be properly described, he likes to describe briefly, but he has to form a general question to ask.

But Li Xiang didn't think about converging these complex emotions into appropriate language for the time being.

Of course, through the short-term torture of the soul, it can be concluded that he still likes her.

Then now is not the time to bring out the negative emotions.

Li Xiang forced himself to restrain the coldness in his eyes, looked up at the blue sky, and said with a faint smile:

"The weather is really nice today! But why am I so hungry for no reason? Why don't we just find a place to eat."

Zhang Ling didn't hear the words she didn't want to hear, so she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then put on her smile again and said to him:

"Well, I know there's a nice little restaurant up ahead. How about eating there if you don't mind?"

Li Xiang said with some joy in his heart: "Okay!"

In his opinion, the food in those star-rated hotels and restaurants looks exquisite and tastes good, but it always feels unsatisfactory.

Pursuing to enjoy the food, he has never dared to go in and out of small restaurants blatantly, considering the real Li Xiang's personality problem.

Now that Zhang Ling is around, everything will look normal.

Coming to the small restaurant that Zhang Ling mentioned, for Li Xiang, he felt like revisiting his old place.

With the menu of the small restaurant in his hand, Li Xiang is still researching what to eat?
He accidentally saw a little red oil stain on the dining table that hadn't been wiped clean.

It may be because he has set high standards for himself according to Zhen Li Xiang for a long time.At this time, he began to pick up on the hygienic environment here.

So he seemed to be studying what to eat with the menu, but actually regretted coming to this small restaurant in his heart.

Zhang Ling didn't look at the menu like a few treasures. She has already discussed with the boss which part of the beef is used for the beef stew, whether the sliced ​​​​noodles are really cut with a knife, and she only needs hand-picked noodles...

It can be regarded as making things difficult for the owner of the small restaurant.

She didn't order all the food mentioned above, and finally ordered a large bowl of mutton noodles according to Li Xiang's opinion.

The boss seemed to be used to customers like Zhang Ling.

He maintained a smiling face from the beginning to the end, and at the end he did not forget to praise Zhang Ling as the best eater.

Li Xiang looked at Zhang Ling's self-effacing smile and let him know that she must be a regular visitor here.

He now has a question that has been lingering in his mind to ask.

"Zhang Ling, from the first time we met, you gave me the feeling of a strong woman. But when I saw the place where you lived with your uncle, I was always curious."

Zhang Ling didn't dislike the hygienic conditions here like Shangguan Aoxue. She casually picked up the tea glass placed on the table, poured water and said, "Why are you curious?"

Li Xiang stated his own problem: "As far as I know, with your current social status, you can probably buy a bigger house in a better community or even a villa area, but why do you live with your uncle in such an old house? neighborhood?"

"Because of my dead mother." Zhang Ling put down the kettle in her hand, with a touch of sadness, first pushed a glass of water in front of Li Xiang, then took another glass of water and took a few sips, "My dad said, live there, Sometimes I can see my mother's shadow."

This sounds a bit weird at first.It can even be creepy for people who don't know the specifics.

Li Xiang subconsciously picked up the water glass that Zhang Ling pushed over, and just as he put it to his mouth, he saw a faint lipstick mark on the mouth of the glass.

He immediately showed a hint of disgust, put the water glass on the table again and said:

"Oh, I see. Old people like my uncle are basically nostalgic. I remember that my grandma always hides the jade bracelet that has been broken. Sometimes I can see her smiling silly while holding the jade bracelet .”

After he finished speaking, he looked at the water glass in front of him with scrutiny.

No, rather than saying that he is examining the water glass in front of him, it is better to say that he is examining himself through the mirror of the water glass.

He was used to the high standard of living, and when he returned to the environment of the previous poor life, he would feel a little uncomfortable.

He even despises his former self with the high standards of real Li Xiang now.

Has he completely lost himself?

At least now he felt a little lost.

Li Xiang began to worry that if he was no longer a substitute for the real Li Xiang in the future.

Will he be able to adapt to the previous living environment by then?
"That's right, it's nostalgia!" After Zhang Ling finished speaking, she frowned, "This is what annoys the elders the most. He never takes our thoughts into consideration. Does he know that I'm really tormented?"

Although Li Xiang didn't fully understand what Zhang Ling meant by suffering?But at least he has a little empathy.

That is, when old people like grandma think about others when they see things, they may feel more joy in their hearts.But when he saw his grandma holding the jade bracelet, he felt a little sad inexplicably.

He knew that no matter what he said at this time, it would be superfluous, and if he said something wrong, it might stimulate her to lose control of her emotions in public.

Therefore, he can only properly use words such as "um" and "oh" to show that he is listening.

Zhang Ling has no idea about her mother at all. She has never even seen a picture of her mother since she was a child.

Although I have envied that other people's children have mothers to take care of them, there have also been strong appeals for fathers to get their mothers back.

The father always said to her with helplessness in his distressed eyes: "Son, don't worry, when you grow up, your mother will come back."

What happens when she has fully understood life and death?
But her father ruthlessly told her the truth that her mother had passed away.

Little do they know that this kind of practice of giving hope to the child and ruthlessly cutting off hope in the end is the greatest harm to the child's soul.

Zhang Ling went through a period of emotional depression. Since then, she has been completely indifferent to related words such as "mother" on the surface, but in fact "mother" has become a thorn in her heart.

Zhang Ling's glass of water has already been drunk, and when she refills herself, she plans to refill it for Li Xiang.

When she reached out to pick up Li Xiang's water cup, she found that the tea hadn't moved in one sip.

She looked up and saw white thorns on his lips.

Suddenly understood why he didn't drink tea?

She looked at Li Xiang and said: "It seems that it is really hard for you to sit here with me. I'm sorry, I didn't think carefully. Or we should change to another one. Boss..."

He immediately stopped him and said, "Don't, don't do this. It's just that I'm greedy for cold. I want the water to cool down before I drink it."

"Really? Actually..." Zhang Ling looked at Li Xiang suspiciously.

She can ask the boss to add some ice cubes.

Before I could say this, I saw Li Xiang stretching out his hand and yelling at her, "I'll drink it now", then I held the water glass in my hand again, and wiped the lipstick mark on the mouth of the glass with the other hand, which was a bit like The cow drink is usually finished in a few sips.

He also deliberately hiccupped and said, "It's a pleasure! It's been a long time since I've been so happy."

Zhang Ling believed in his performance, and the sadness on his face was replaced by a smile in an instant.

"Tell me about you. At least you are the boss of such a big company. The way you drank water just now feels more like a farmer in the countryside who is thirsty after working in the field."

Li Xiang smiled with a bit of seriousness and said, "I'm actually a farmer."

Zhang Ling was not surprised by Li Xiang's answer.

She also helped Li Xiangzhang to explain: "Are you still going to say who is not a farmer in this world after all?"

Li Xiang's smile disappeared completely and said: "No. I'm not some angry youth. I'm just talking about myself."

Having said that, he poured a cup of tea himself, feeling a bit like a cowardly wine, and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhang Ling felt that something was wrong with the current atmosphere.

Li Xiang continued: "Perhaps you will think that what I just said is too unlike the pattern of the big boss of Zhihua Technology. But I also want to say that if you really think so, then you are right."

Hearing this, Zhang Ling suspected that the teapot contained wine, so she poured another glass of water and took it to her mouth to smell it.

"There is no taste of wine, why did he talk drunk after drinking two glasses?" She looked at the water glass in her hand and muttered suspiciously.

"Think I'm drunk? Don't doubt it. I admit that I am indeed drunk." Li Xiang saw Zhang Ling's mind and said clearly, and then gestured with a water glass, "This is not wine! How can you be intoxicated? What can really intoxicate is You Zhang Ling."

The other people in the small restaurant heard Li Xiang's words and looked over one by one.Especially the women's eyes seem to be shining brightly.

"I can get drunk!" Zhang Ling began to throb inexplicably after hearing these words.

She thought that Li Xiang was deliberately talking about love in this way.

I thought Li Xiang was clumsy and tongue-tied, but I didn't expect him to be quite capable.

"Yes, you can be intoxicating." He stood up suddenly, like a poet singing, "When we met for the first time, no matter your temperament, words, or even body odor, I was intoxicated."

Seeing Li Xiang's expression, the male guests in the small restaurant lowered their heads to cover their faces, as if Li Xiang was just embarrassing the men.

The female guests, seeing Li Xiang's extraordinary temperament and good looks, all envied and hated Zhang Ling!Why do you complain that you haven't met such a boyfriend?
Zhang Ling looked around the small restaurant with a bit of embarrassment, and with a bit of embarrassment, she wanted to reach out and ask Li Xiang to sit down and talk.

Or Li Xiang didn't want to sit down and express these things at first, and escaped Zhang Ling's grasping hand;
Or maybe Zhang Ling sincerely hopes that Li Xiang can continue this scene, but she really wants to know what Li Xiang will say next?
Li Xiang continued: "Do you know that that night, you flowed unintentionally like moonlight, soaking my thin clothes, invading my helpless chest, and angling my heart..."

Zhang Ling didn't expect Li Xiang to actually recite poems on the spot like a poet.

Whether it is an impromptu performance or already prepared?It's not important anymore.

She could sort of hear her place in his heart.

"...But your lingering voice, like hot coals, burnt my ice-like heart again..."

The boss put two bowls of noodles on the table and said, "Stop singing poems, young people. You young couple have enough food, you should sit down and eat first."

Zhang Ling lowered her head shyly because of the boss's "young couple".

Some female diners thought that Zhang Ling heard the deep love expressed by Li Xiang's impromptu singing.He also specially reminded Zhang Ling not to miss a man like Li Xiang.

In fact, Li Xiang didn't say the most crucial words.

He really wants to continue expressing like a poem, but the boss has already pulled out the beautiful artistic conception constructed by himself.

Now I want to continue singing, but I can't make a sound when I get to my mouth.

(End of this chapter)