After 600 years of sword sacrifice, my aunt returned to the world

Chapter 53

Before Shu Wen came to him, the last thing Shu Nong wanted to see was them and Song Lin.

After meeting Shu Wen now, the last thing she wants to see is Song Lin in front of her.

She doesn't want to admit her identity, and the red food in front of her can just serve as a cover for her, like the first time she met Liu Xubai with Yan Changan, Shu Nong looked up at Song Lin slightly, stimulated by the spicy taste The reddish eyes were full of curiosity and admiration for him.

Song Lin just smiled slightly, looked down at the food on the table, and said warmly: "Eating a lot of spicy food in a short period of time is not good for the stomach." ice bowl with some fruit, and said: "I remember, you used to not like spicy food."

His gentle eyes moved away from the ice bowl, and slowly fell on her face: "Sui Sui."

"Aha..."

Shu Nong was slightly startled, blinked quickly, laughed dryly, and still played sloppy eyes with Song Lin, "Young Master Song also admitted his mistake, right? Several people have recognized me as 'Sui Sui' in the past few days, maybe—— I How much does it look like her?"

Song Lindan shook his head with a smile, and pointed to her right hand.

"You have a small mole on the left side of your index finger." He smiled, "Do you need me to verify it?"

"?!"

Shu Nong immediately tucked his right hand into his wide sleeve, "That can only mean that it's too coincidental. There are many people with moles on their index fingers in the world, and that 'Sui Sui' is not the only one."

Song Lin nodded as if in compromise, but before Shu Nong could breathe a sigh of relief, he continued: "When you were nine years old, you insisted on flying a kite with me, but you lost to me, so sad, you went to play with Xiao Hua, and you were beaten by it. I scratched my paw, and there may be scars on my wrist."

"..."

"You fell from a tree when you were climbing a tree at the age of 12, and your palms were scratched, and you cried loudly, shaking the world..."

Shu Nong endured it, endured it, endured it again, and then suddenly bumped into Song Lin's eyes with a teasing smile, gritted his teeth, smashed the jar, and couldn't bear it anymore: "I didn't lose to you in kite flying, and Xiaohua can't scratch me." Me, I don't have any scars on my wrists, and the time I climbed the tree-"

She took a deep breath: "Although I did accidentally fall down, I definitely didn't cry loudly, nor did I cry out loud."

What's more, if the two of them really wanted to talk about each other, it would be Song Lin who cried a little.

She raised her eyes to look at Song Lin, only to see that his smile had deepened a lot, and he looked at her with curved eyebrows: "Look, don't you remember me and these things? You still remember very clearly."

Shu Nong: "..."

Shu Nong lowered his eyes, avoiding Song Lin's gaze, and didn't look directly into his eyes, but he no longer hid his right hand, rubbed the little mole in Song Lin's mouth, shrunk his mouth as if discouraged, and said in a low voice: "What do you find me for?"

Song Lin's eyes moved from the golden hairpin on her hair to her slightly guilty eyebrows, fair face, slightly unhappy lips, and finally landed on the small mole on her index finger. panoramic view.

He just felt that it was unreal, his heart beat faster, and the heart almost jumped out of his chest, making his limbs slightly weak, and he stared blankly and obsessively at her vivid face.

Song Lin felt happy and sad at the same time, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"I..." He was silent for too long, Shu Nong didn't rush him, and when he spoke again, his voice became darker, "I just want to talk to you."

He hasn't heard her voice for a long time. For the past 600 years, he has been daydreaming about today's scene, and he dare not imagine the scene of sitting opposite Shu Nong like this.

Shu Nong was startled, looked up at him, pursed his lips, feeling a little guilty.

Song Lin smiled at her, clasped his hands together and put them lightly on the table, showing a little nervousness for no reason, glanced at her slightly red and swollen lips, and said softly, "Why, do you like spicy food now?"

Shu Nong picked up his chopsticks, casually poked the potato chips on the plate, and said casually: "After staying here for a while, I feel that it's spicy."

Song Lin glanced at the potato chips wrapped airtightly in chili noodles, and was silent for a moment.

Even if it tastes spicy, there is no need to eat it so heavily, right?

Shu Nong used to have a bland taste, preferring sweet and sour, so such a sudden change obviously couldn't have happened overnight.

Thinking of this, Song Lin's eyes suddenly turned red.

He realized more and more what these 600 years had brought.

No one knows how Shu Nong came back to life, and how she got here in the past 600 years. She always trusted and relied on Shu Wen, but even Shu Wen said that she was hiding something, and she couldn't ask the real situation. Song Lin naturally I will not touch her bad luck and ask her about her past 600 years.

But he was very eager and eager to know how she was doing, why she didn't go back to Shu's house, why she came back after 600 years, and didn't want to recognize them.

He didn't dare to mention the word sacrificial sword, and he couldn't ask what happened after her death.

600 years is too long, like an insurmountable gap lying in front of him and Shu Nong, he can't get a glimpse of the scene on the other side, and he doesn't know what to do.

He obviously has endless lovesickness and interesting things he wanted to tell her, and he deliberately brewed what he wanted to say for a long time before going down the mountain, but now that he finally meets Shu Nong, there is only a table between them, but he doesn't say anything Can't say those words.

Obviously Shu Nong has returned, and it is within reach of his eyes, but it still makes him feel far away.

At first, Song Lin pretended to be able to do things with ease, but now he really recognized Shu Nong, but he realized her concealment and evasion, which made him helpless, anxious and sad, they looked at each other for a long time, Shu Nong glanced at him, Immediately, his face turned pale with shock, but he saw his eyes tightly open, big tears rolled down, and he stared straight at her, as if she had done something heinous, wronged and sad.

Shu Nong quickly yelled "guilty" three times from the bottom of his heart, pulled the handkerchief on his waist to wipe his mouth, stretched out his hand while supporting the table, and covered Song Lin's face with the handkerchief.

"Don't cry don't cry."

Shu Nong repeatedly comforted, secretly annoyed.

It's clear that she didn't say anything, didn't do anything, why did she just make people cry!
Not only Shu Nong, but Song Lin, who was lurking in the crowd in the distance to protect him, were also stunned, and slightly taller, he touched the people around him: "Here, the young master made a little girl cry, let's go—"

"What are you going to do?" The other person lowered his voice, "This is between lovers—tsk, you don't understand, let alone a little girl, can't you tell? That's clearly Miss Shu, The young master has been studying for 600 years, what's wrong with crying? Don't think about it, just watch it with peace of mind."

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for the tall man who was scratching his head to say anything more, then turned around and separated from him, and concentrated on lurking for the guards.

The tall man stood there, very puzzled.

What is he thinking about?Didn't he see the young master sitting with a girl and insisted on gossiping with him?
(End of this chapter)