Blind date, the kind of marriage

Chapter 345

The two people at the other end didn't know it.

Lin Cong lowered his head and turned to look to the other side.

"If I did it all over again, I would still do it, but I would be smarter and not hurt myself," Lin Cong said.

His concern for Yuan Xiaotang hasn't changed because of what happened. After knowing other people's plot, he can't just stand by and do nothing, but if he does it all over again, he will deal with this problem in a different way.

At that time, his thinking was still too simple, and he didn't expect the other party to be so murderous.

"Then, what happened afterwards?" Lin Cong asked.

Gu Youchen briefly told him what happened after he was injured.

Lin Cong learned that Chen Zixuan, who framed Yuan Xiaotang, was dead, and Mu Shuiqing was still lying in the hospital with her legs broken.

He felt at ease.

**
The ghost doctor gave Lin Cong a body check-up that night to make sure that he was fine. After that, as long as he cultivated slowly, his body would become as healthy as before.

The purpose of their coming here is for Lin Cong. Now that Lin Cong is healed, they don't plan to stay any longer.

Yin Youming also wanted to hold a farewell party for them, but Gu Youchen directly refused, and didn't stay for one more minute, so he took a helicopter that night and flew back to T City.

As soon as Yuan Xiaotang and the others left, Wan Si and Wan Baobao naturally followed suit.

The castle that had gained some popularity suddenly became deserted again.

Yin Youming stood by the low fence of the castle, folded his hands on the railing, half-bent, and lazily looked at the distant sea.

Zuo Yan next to him stood with him for a while before turning around to leave.

Yin Youming turned around and asked, "Are you leaving too?"

"En." Zuo Yan responded and left.

"Hey." Yin Youming sighed, and said boringly, "Then I'm going to do something bad, or life is too boring?"

Zuo Yan ignored whether he was bored or not, walked down the stairs, and left the gate of the castle.

Outside the door, Chu Yang was already waiting. Seeing him coming out, he asked, "Young Emperor, where are we going now?"

"Is there any result for what you were asked to investigate?" Zuo Yan asked.

"Yes, the last place where Lin Dongfang appeared was in City S. An old lady said that he was chased by many people that night, so he happened to hide in her house. He hid in her house for one night and left the next morning. She was afraid of getting into trouble afterwards, so she didn't tell anyone around her about it."

"Go to S City, I want to see her." Zuo Yan said.

Yuan Xiaotang, who had returned to T City, strongly urged Lin Cong to live in their home.

Lin Cong can't take care of himself by himself now, Yuan Xiaotang's proposal, Gu Youchen also agrees, Gu Youchen knows that if Yuan Xiaotang is not allowed to do this, she will go to see Lin Cong every day, instead of doing this, it is better to accept Lin Cong Come and live at home.

Lin Cong naturally wouldn't object, he really couldn't take care of himself now.

It was already dawn when they got home, Gu Youchen called to order takeaway, and the three of them went back to their room to rest after eating something.

When he got up around five o'clock in the afternoon, Gu Youchen called Qin Shuming to check on Lin Cong, and prescribed some medicine to regulate his body.

Seeing Lin Cong sitting there alive, Qin Shuming suffered a big blow in his heart. The person he couldn't cure was actually cured by the ghost doctor.

He knows the truth that there are people outside of humans, but in the medical field, he has always been understood as saying that people who he can't cure can't be cured by others.

But now, there is a person who broke this law.

His self-esteem was more or less hurt.

But he soon stopped admiring it.

Qin Shuming wrote down the prescription and wrote it down, then said: "Tomorrow I will prepare the medicine and send it over. His recent meals are mainly light. There is nothing to avoid, and he doesn't need to take too much supplements. It will match my medicine. rushed."

"I see." Yuan Xiaotang listened carefully and nodded.

Lin Cong said: "Don't be so nervous, I can just eat whatever I want, now I feel nothing."

"How can I do that? You are so thin now, you need to eat more to make up for it, at least return to your previous weight." Yuan Xiaotang said.

He has lost at least thirty catties now, and his whole body is skinny and beautiful.

"Take it easy, don't be in a hurry." Qin Shuming said, smiled at Lin Cong, and said, "I'm really happy that you can recover. At first I thought you would spend the rest of your life in bed, but I didn't expect it to be so short." In just half a month, you'll be fine, I really want to see the man who cured you."

Sitting on the sofa, Gu Youchen said, "If there is a chance, I can let you meet, but that man is very dark."

"How much did you spend this time?" Qin Shuming asked.

"When I was leaving, I gave him a check and asked him to fill it out by himself. As a result, that black-hearted person signed me for [-] million yuan." Gu Youchen curled his lips, feeling a little heartbroken when he thought about it. He thought he would just sign a few thousand Wan is almost there, but he happily drew a bunch of zeros.

"You should." Qin Shuming said gloatingly, "Who told you to let others fill it out by themselves? You can't regret it after filling it out. How embarrassing is it to regret it?"

Gu Youchen leaned on the sofa, stretched his hands behind his head to support the back of his neck, and put his legs on the tea table. He obviously had pain in his heart, but he said indifferently: "A big family is not short of money."

Yuan Xiaotang couldn't help asking: "Why does he still want your money? Didn't he say that Yin Youming gave it?"

She threatened Yin Youming before, and Yin Youming did the same thing, why did the ghost doctor take the money later?

She didn't know it yet.

Gu Youchen took the opportunity and said seriously: "So don't be naive and trust others casually. They are just a bunch of gangsters. Can they do things for you if they don't give you money?"

As Gu Youchen said, he put his legs down, moved towards her, put his arms around her waist, and hugged her in his arms.

Yuan Xiaotang felt that she was a little naive, but after thinking about it, she was wrong.

"Didn't you take the initiative to give someone a check?" Yuan Xiaotang heard what he said just now, meaning that he threw the check to someone before leaving.

"Hmm...cough." Gu Youchen raised his eyelids and looked aside, trying to be sloppy.

Yuan Xiaotang squinted at his pretentious appearance, obviously he just wanted to show off his prestige and fill out the checks for others.

Gu Youchen quibbled and said: "I was just saying polite words, who knew he was so dishonest."

Yuan Xiaotang reached out and touched his face and pushed him away, he stepped away and leaned over, saying: "A good person will reject me at this time, he filled in [-] million, he is so bad. "

"Cut." Yuan Xiaotang rolled his eyes at him, she felt sorry for the [-] million yuan, but she felt that she could exchange the [-] million yuan for Lin Cong.

But it cost Gu Youchen [-] million all of a sudden, and she felt a little bit sorry.

She whispered in his ear, "I'll just pay you back."

"Why?" Gu Youchen asked.

Yuan Xiaotang thought for a while, then whispered in his ear: "Fat pay."

Gu Youchen shook his head and said, "It's not enough, you need to add posture every night."

"Go away." Yuan Xiaotang pushed him away.

Gu Youchen smiled and was pushed away and leaned over again.

"Ahem." Qin Shuming sat on the sofa diagonally opposite, put his fist under his mouth, frowned and said with displeasure, "Both dears, I'm not dead yet, do you want to do this?"

Lin Cong glanced at them, picked up the handle of the wheelchair, controlled the electric wheelchair by remote control, and turned around to go to his room.

His room was in the corner of the first floor, and there were vacant rooms upstairs, but it was not convenient for him, so he tidied up the room on the first floor.

That room was also very big, with a big balcony, which was great for Lin Cong.

Lin Cong entered the room and slammed the door shut.

Gu Youchen said indifferently: "Who told you that you are single?"

"You are so cheap." Qin Shuming gave him a thumbs up.

Yuan Xiaotang shrank his shoulders and smiled.

**
This afternoon, after Yuan Xiaotang took a nap, she took the mobile phone on the bedside table. She felt very strange. As soon as she came back, she called Song Ziqian and told her that they were back. She thought she would immediately He ran over to see Lin Cong.

How do you know, I haven't seen anyone all day.

Thinking that she might be busy and couldn't leave, she didn't bother, but it's almost five o'clock now, hasn't she got time yet?

Yuan Xiaotang called Song Ziqian again.

It took a while for the phone to be picked up.

"sugar."

"Sister Ziqian, are you busy?" Yuan Xiaotang asked.

"Ah, um, yeah, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing. When are you coming to see Lin Cong? Lin Cong can't go far away now, and staying at home is pretty boring. Come and chat with him." Yuan Xiaotang said, she really wanted to To match them up, she used to think that they were not so right, but now, this kind of thinking is gone.

Song Ziqian's sincerity towards Lin Cong was more important than whether he was right or not, and Lin Cong was finally healed. This feeling of being almost lost made her really want to see him happy.

Song Ziqian at the other end said, "I, I've been very busy recently, so I may not have much time."

"Sister Ziqian, what's the matter with you? You used to ask for leave to go to see Lin Cong, and you went so far away, why are you so busy that you don't have time?" Yuan Xiaotang suddenly felt very strange.

"I used to be worried that he would not recover. Now that he is recovered, I am relieved. It doesn't matter whether I see him or not. As long as he is well, it will be fine..."

"Sister Ziqian, what's the matter with you? Is something wrong?" Yuan Xiaotang asked strangely. As long as Song Ziqian liked Lin Cong, it was impossible not to want to see her.

"It's nothing, I'm off to work, I'll call you when I'm free, bye."

Song Ziqian on the other end quickly hung up the phone.

"Hey..." Before Yuan Xiaotang could speak, there was a beeping sound on the other end of the phone.Inexplicably, she put the phone back on the bedside table.

"strangeness."

Yuan Xiaotang muttered, turned over and got up.

**
Song Ziqian, who was on the set, hung up the phone and let out a long breath. Her heartbeat was so fast that she almost jumped to death.

She really found it hard to tell what she did, and wondered if Lin Cong knew?If he knew, would he hate her now?
Song Ziqian covered her face with her hands, feeling embarrassed.

What if he doesn't know at all?Isn't this... the only one in the world who knows about it?
In this way, I feel so wronged...

What a complicated mood.

"Song Ziqian, what are you doing?" a staff member in the distance called.

Song Ziqian hurriedly woke up, turned around and ran over.

"I'm coming, I'm coming."

During this period of time, she was working in the new crew, and her daily workload was not heavy, so she was quite free most of the time.

When she is free, she will think wildly, so she helps other staff members as much as possible, hoping that being busy can make her forget her troubles.

However, she found that it was useless. No matter how tired and busy she was, she would always think about that matter and that person in her heart.

"Song Ziqian, are you free to help me move the props?"

Song Ziqian hurriedly replied, "Yes, yes."

Song Ziqian ran over and carried a bundle of very long bamboo poles with a female staff member. These bamboo poles were used to support wires and so on.

The two women walked to the edge of the fence with a bunch of bamboo poles in their arms, put the bamboo poles away and pretended to be the other. Several male workers saw them and ran over to help. After a while, the bamboo poles were almost moved. .

The female staff member clapped her hands and said to them, "Thank you for your help, everyone has worked hard."

"Then let's go." A male staff member said.

"it is good."

"Wait for me." The girlfriend of the male staff member turned around, ran over and jumped on the man's back from behind.

The man staggered two steps forward and almost fell.

"Oh, baby, you're so heavy." The man smiled, with a sweet face, and ran forward with his girlfriend on his back, right next to them were those bamboo poles.

"Ah~" the woman yelled in joy and danger, and accidentally kicked the bamboo pole next to her spread foot, and her foot hurt so much that she immediately yelled. "Oh, it hurts."

"What's wrong, baby?" The man hurriedly put the woman down, and the woman slammed into the bamboo pole next to her.Wrinkled and shouted, "It's all you, why did you run, it hurts me to death when I mentioned my feet."

"Let me see." The man knelt down and grabbed her ankle.

The woman couldn't stand on one foot, so she had to lean all her body on the bamboo pole.

The pile of bamboo poles suddenly slipped, and Karakala fell to one side.

The woman was startled and bounced away hastily.

"Oops." She looked back and yelled, "The bamboo pole fell down, fell down..."

Several staff members on the other side turned their heads and ran away in fright.

"Song Ziqian!" Someone shouted.

"Ah?" Song Ziqian was still distracted when she suddenly heard the sound of clattering approaching her. When she turned her head, she saw rows of bamboo poles falling towards her.

"what!"

The bamboo poles fell down in response, each one was as thick as a small arm, and the row of bamboo poles was fifty or sixty heels, and it was very heavy to press together.

At that moment, all the bamboo poles on the scene were piled up in a mess on the ground. Through those gaps, they could see that Song Ziqian was crushed underneath.

"Hurry up, move the bamboo poles away, Song Ziqian is below." A staff member called out nervously, and all the other people present gathered around and quickly moved the bamboo poles away.

When they rescued Song Ziqian, Song Ziqian had already passed out.

"Her head is bleeding, call an ambulance." A woman hugged Song Ziqian's head, and a pool of blood came out, her face turned pale with fright.

Someone called an ambulance, and Song Ziqian was quickly taken to the hospital.

Her condition is not serious, but the skin on the back of her head is broken, the nurse helped to bandage the wound, nothing else.

She fainted for a while, and soon woke up.

Only one female colleague stayed with her in the hospital, and the others had already left.

"Ziqian, are you awake?"

"Well, my head hurts." Song Ziqian frowned.

"Of course it hurts. It's all broken. Can it not hurt? Why are you reacting so slowly? Everyone avoids you and you stand there." The female colleague said.

"I didn't pay attention for a while... I'm causing you trouble, which hospital is this?" Song Ziqian asked.

"The No. [-] Hospital, the one next door to the crew."

"Then thank you, can I...can I go?" Song Ziqian asked, she felt uncomfortable from the smell of disinfectant.

"Okay, just go and pay the medical bills before you leave. Would you like to rest for a while?" Liu Wen asked.

"No, I'm just a little dizzy, I'd better go home and sleep." Song Ziqian said.

"Okay then, I'll see you off." Liu Wen took her bag for her as he spoke.

"Thank you." Song Ziqian said gratefully. Usually in the crew, the two of them would meet and nod when they met by chance. She never thought that she would be willing to help her when she was in trouble.

"It's okay, I'm free now." Liu Wen said, and accompanied Song Ziqian to pay the money, and went home with her.

Liu Wen sent Song Ziqian to the door, saw that the place she lived in was a very old small house, and said sympathetically, "You live here? Is it safe? Is this old house about to be demolished?"

"The houses in the old city are like this, and the rent here is cheap." Song Ziqian said, and opened the door with the key, and said to her, "Come in and sit for a while."

"Okay." Liu Wen followed her into the house, looked around, and said, "The house is small and old, but it is clean and tidy. Why don't you find a man to live with? Find someone richer, so you don't have to live here. planted a place."

"I can't find it." Song Ziqian smiled and poured her a glass of water.

Liu Wen sat on her small sofa, crossed her legs and said, "Why can't I find it? You are a screenwriter, and you are taller than me when you say it. I'm just a small handyman, so others can't see me. Don't you often follow all kinds of big stars? It's fine to hook up with any one."

Song Ziqian shook her head and said, "Work is work, so how can I hook up? Besides, if I hook up with people, they don't think much of me. There are so many female celebrities around male celebrities."

"Before you were in honey love, I heard that you had a good relationship with that Yuan Xiaotang." Liu Wen asked suddenly.

When Song Ziqian heard her suddenly mentioning Yuan Xiaotang, she became a little wary, and said casually, "Well, I'm a screenwriter, and I have a good relationship with everyone."

"Really? I thought you two had a good relationship." Liu Wen said with some regret.

"What?" Song Ziqian asked.

"I just wanted to see if someone could help me. I don't want to be a part-time job in the crew, but I don't have a degree, I don't have any strengths, and I look average. I don't think I can do anything in the entertainment industry." , I want to change my career." Liu Wen smiled embarrassedly, but her intentions were clearly stated.

She just wanted to go through the back door, if she could work in Gu's Group, that would be an excellent job. She heard that Gu's benefits were better than those of civil servants.

If I had a good job, would I still be treated like a cow or a horse all day long?

Song Ziqian said apologetically, "I can't help you, I'm sorry."

Liu Wen shrugged and said, "It's okay, I'll just talk about it, okay, I won't disturb your rest, I'll go first, if you have any discomfort, remember to go to the hospital."

"Well, I know, thank you today." Song Ziqian said politely.

Liu Wen smiled, got up and left.

Song Ziqian patted her head and wrapped a large gauze on her back. She will sleep on her stomach in the next few days.

She picked up the phone and wanted to call Yuan Xiaotang, but when she thought Lin Cong was with her, she immediately gave up.

She wanted to see Lin Cong very much, but she was also very afraid of seeing Lin Cong. She was so contradictory.

**
At this time, Yuan Xiaotang and Lin Cong were sitting on the sofa together, each paddling with a tablet.

"How about this one?" Yuan Xiaotang handed the tablet over to Lin Cong to see.

"Not good." Lin Cong vetoed it after one glance.

Yuan Xiaotang continued to flip through.

"What about this?"

"not good."

Yuan Xiaotang curled her lips and asked, "Then you have been looking at it for so long, have you seen any good ones?"

"No." Lin Cong said a little unhappy, "Why are the recent designers eating shit? What the hell are they designing?"

Yuan Xiaotang flattered: "That's because there are no works of yours recently."

In the past, the new products designed by Lin Cong every quarter would become mainstream. As soon as his works came out, many designers began to imitate and pirate them.

Then many second- and third-tier brands, even some shameless first-tier brands will copy his ideas.

So every season, the clothes designed by Lin Cong are what everyone is looking forward to, but this time he happened to be injured, and he didn't have time to design anything, so those who usually only love pirated copies don't know what pirated copies are.

Lin Cong smiled proudly, and said, "Your words are right."

"Then if you missed the spring, don't miss the summer." Yuan Xiaotang said.

"Let's talk about it, I don't have any ideas now." Lin Cong said, looking down at the new spring products again. He has lost a lot of weight now, and many clothes are loose, so he wants to buy some casual clothes first. After a period of time, when his body recovers, he can wear his previous clothes. He is also very dissatisfied with his current body shape. He is so thin that his muscles are a little atrophied, which is very ugly.

"Take your time, don't worry." Yuan Xiaotang said, and then scrolled through the page to look at the clothes.Looking at Kan Ze, she saw a lot of beautiful dresses, but she was afraid of being in a bad mood after being rejected by Lin Cong, so she quietly added them to the shopping cart.

After she chose a lot of pieces, she went to look at those men's clothes as if nothing had happened.

After looking at it for a while, she put down the tablet, got up and walked to the bathroom.

"I'm going to the toilet."

"Yeah." Lin Cong didn't even look up.

After she entered the bathroom and closed the door, Lin Cong took the tablet she had placed on the sofa, opened her shopping cart, saw the dresses she had chosen, curled his lips in disapproval, and said, "Look at me! Still that bad."

Lin Cong clicked a few buttons to delete all those skirts.

When Yuan Xiaotang came out, Lin Cong acted nonchalantly. She came over and picked up the tablet and sat down. She didn't look at the shopping cart, but continued to look at the men's clothing.

"I've chosen." Lin Cong finally said.

"Let me see." Yuan Xiaotang stretched his head over.

Lin Cong pushed her head away, and said with disgust, "You won't appreciate what you're looking at."

"Cut." Yuan Xiaotang sneered.

Lin Cong leaned over to block her view and began to pay.

"I'll help you pay." Yuan Xiaotang stretched his head over to look.

"No need." Lin Cong paid quickly with his fingers, and then turned off the tablet, and picked up her tablet to turn off the phone.

"Hey, I haven't..." Yuan Xiaotang called, but it was a step too late, and the tablet shut down with a ding.

Lin Cong put the tablet aside and said, "Help me out for a walk, my legs are numb from sitting."

"it is good."

As soon as he said to walk with him, Yuan Xiaotang got up immediately, and forgot about buying the skirt in a blink of an eye.

Lin Cong has been here for a few days, and he walks diligently every day. After all, he has slept for a long time and his body lacks exercise. When he first started walking, he felt that his legs were not his own. Now that he has walked a lot, he has recovered.

The medicine Qin Shuming prescribed was also very effective. After taking it for two days, his complexion improved.

The two of them just walked around the house a few times in the yard, and Dou Fei and He Xiao were still guarding the door as usual.

Yuan Xiaotang walked and said, "I don't know what Miss Ziqian is up to lately. I told her that you are back, but she didn't even come to see you."

"What's so interesting about me?" Lin Cong said.

"Lin Cong, don't you know Miss Ziqian's feelings for you at all?" Yuan Xiaotang couldn't bear it anymore. Why did he still look like he didn't care? Wasn't he always conscious when he was in a coma? ?
Thinking of Song Ziqian, Lin Cong seemed to be a little distressed, but he was used to being rigorous and serious, so he couldn't tell by that expression.

He pretended to be stupid and asked, "What kind of feelings?"

"Stop pretending, don't you know how many tears she shed for you before?" Yuan Xiaotang asked.

"Oh." Lin Cong didn't deny it anymore, but just responded, if she really liked him so much, why didn't she come again now?
The woman that night, was she or he dreaming?

He was in a daze, and there was no way to conclude, but he thought Yuan Xiaotang didn't know about this kind of thing, otherwise, they would have been forced to be together long ago, right?
If it was her that night, shouldn't she come to him now?

She doesn't care that he's back, so maybe, the crying at that time was just because of the worry among friends, and now she is asked to express some emotion, maybe she doesn't want to?
"Oh, what's the answer?" Yuan Xiaotang asked, feeling that he was a little heartless.

"Otherwise, how should I answer? Give her a promise? Or give her [-] million?" Lin Cong asked.

"Then do you like her?" Yuan Xiaotang asked.

Lin Cong looked at her and stopped. His eyes were complicated. Does he like Song Ziqian?This question was asked by her.

Lin Cong lowered his head and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"What are you laughing at?" Yuan Xiaotang asked.

"It's nothing." Lin Cong turned his head and continued walking.

If in the past, he loved Yuan Xiaotang, what about now?

If Song Ziqian did it, would he be in debt?

**
Song Ziqian suffered a head injury, and the crew asked her to rest for a few days so she didn’t have to come. She stayed at home alone and didn’t want to go out. She ate egg noodles at home every day. She just went out to throw out the garbage, bought a lot of noodles and eggs, and brought back a big Chinese cabbage.

She walked on the dark and old stairs. She probably didn't eat meat these days, so her mind was a little dizzy, but she didn't have any thoughts about meat, she just wanted to eat light food.

Song Ziqian had just reached the corner of the stairs on the half floor, and when she looked up, she saw a figure standing on a high place, looking very tall. Song Ziqian was so scared that the Chinese cabbage in her hand fell to the ground.

"Yeah." Song Ziqian yelled, squatting down to pick up cabbage, and at the same time looking up at the person above, because the corridor was a little dark, and the place where she was sitting was backlit, so the person's appearance was a mass of darkness to her. Although she couldn't see her face, she felt very familiar with that figure.

This moment actually terrified her.

Is that Lin Cong?
Song Ziqian's heart jumped up, couldn't it, couldn't it really be Lin Cong?How did he know she was here?
What is he doing here?
At that second, Song Ziqian's heart was extremely complicated. She picked up the Chinese cabbage, got up, turned around and ran downstairs. She didn't want to hear anything, and felt that no matter what she heard, it would not be the words she wanted to hear.

The people on the stairs chased them down. Song Ziqian was confused and unsteady on the soles of her feet. When she stepped on the air, she jumped down. Fortunately, she had already run to the next floor. The man slammed into the wall in front of him.

"Oh~"

"Why are you running?" Lin Cong followed, grabbed her shoulders, and supported her.

Song Ziqian jumped up as if she had seen a ghost. She looked back at him with panic in her eyes. She opened her mouth and couldn't say a word for a long time.

Lin Cong looked at her panicked face, and frowned. She was afraid of him when she saw him, so it meant that she had done something wrong?
He put his hand close to her head, Song Ziqian thought that he was going to hit her, so she hurriedly turned her head and covered her face, it's not worth it, why don't you just sleep with him?

But his hands were covering the back of her head.

"Why is your head broken?" Lin Cong asked.

"Uh, accidentally..." Song Ziqian replied.

Lin Cong said, "Aren't you planning to go home?"

"Go back." Song Ziqian turned to look at him, he had already turned around to pick up the cabbage noodles she had dropped all the way, and the eggs were all broken, so he picked up the bag containing the eggs and turned around and threw them into the trash can.

"Are you going to eat these all day?" Lin Cong asked.

"Uh, breakfast, breakfast." Song Ziqian said awkwardly, but she was embarrassed to say that she didn't have a single piece of meat a day, so she felt so down and out.

Lin Cong carried the bag for her and went upstairs.

Song Ziqian followed behind, watching his back, her heart beating wildly.

At the door of the house, Song Ziqian opened the door, and Lin Cong walked in. He took a look at her house. Although the sparrow was small, it had all internal organs.

But very old, the walls are gray.

"How long have you lived here?" Lin Cong asked.

"It's been more than two years." Song Ziqian changed her slippers, went over and took the noodles and vegetables from his hand, then turned and went into the kitchen to put the things away.

Lin Cong stood at the door of the kitchen and watched her fiddling there. Song Ziqian felt as if she was being pierced by infrared rays, so uncomfortable. She tidied up the kitchen, took a deep breath, and calmed down a lot. She came out and said politely: "Come on, sit on the sofa, and I'll pour you a glass of water."

Lin Cong looked at her like that and didn't say anything, turned around and went to the living room and sat on the sofa.

Song Ziqian poured two glasses of water and handed him one. By the way, she glanced at him secretly. His complexion was much better, no different from normal people, and he recovered very quickly.

Although she was still a little skinny, she still felt that she was pretty.

Song Ziqian sat on the single sofa far away from him, and said, "You seem to have fully recovered, great, congratulations."

Lin Cong looked at her sideways and asked, "When did you plan to visit me?"

Song Ziqian lowered her eyes, looking here and there, not knowing how to answer, she was usually careless, but now facing him, she didn't seem to be able to say anything?

"Did you come when I was in the castle?" Lin Cong asked suddenly.

This sentence was like a dark wind blowing into Song Ziqian's heart. What did he mean by asking that?Song Ziqian glanced at him secretly and found him staring at her, so she looked away again.

Didn't Yuan Xiaotang tell him that she has been there?Or, is he digging a hole and waiting for her to jump?

Song Ziqian suddenly became shrewd, should she admit it?No, she can't admit it until she's not sure what he thinks, otherwise, wouldn't she be ashamed to death?

Anyway, he was in a coma that night, maybe he didn't know it at all, but he didn't know, why did he ask her?
Maybe, he's not sure?
Song Ziqian asked tentatively, "Don't you know if I've been there or not?"

"I heard your voice." Lin Cong said affirmatively, looking at her with serious eyes, very serious, and didn't mean to joke with her at all.

Song Ziqian's heart was tossing and turning, she pretended to be relaxed and said with a smile: "Yes, I have a video chat with you, I talked a lot, what did you hear? What do you remember?"

"Too many, I can't remember." Lin Cong said, he paused and said, "I heard you cry a long time ago, I was so annoying, then I stopped crying, and said some nonsense, now I'm fine, you Nothing to tell me?"

She said a lot, and he remembered those few words deeply.

Song Ziqian laughed awkwardly to cover up her guilty conscience.

"I see you so miserable, I sympathize with you, pity you, of course I cried, I said so much, am I afraid that you will lie there alone and lonely?"

"Lonely?" Lin Cong twitched the corner of his mouth ironically, and said, "So..."

He didn't say the last half of the sentence, but Song Ziqian seemed to know what he was going to say, and his expression changed.

Lin Cong didn't say the latter sentence.

If some things are left unspoken, their relationship may still be maintained like this, but if they are said, all of this may be broken.

If she wasn't the person that night, why did she hide?
Lin Cong has always been a perceptive person, but now, he finds that he is perceptive and confused at the same time.

"Oh, anyway, aren't you well now? I congratulate you. Why don't you finish dinner at my house tonight, and I'll cook you a delicious meal." Song Ziqian said in a flustered way, pretending to be happy. Get up to get your wallet, "I'm going to buy some food, you wait for me at home."

Song Ziqian ran out without waiting for Lin Cong to agree.

After Lin Cong waited for her to leave, he got up and looked at her home casually. He walked into her room. Her room was so small that there was only one person's distance between the closet and the bed. There was a bed beside the bed. Small computer desk.

He walked to the table, looked at it casually, and saw a notebook with a black leather case.This notebook looks like it's been around for years.

He picked it up and opened it, and the first page was her name.

It also deliberately drew a lot of lace beside it, which looks fancy but has no sense of design. Lin Cong gave a bad review and continued to browse inside.

It turned out to be a diary.

The date on the first page was two years ago. The first diary entry was talking about her birthday. Lin Cong glanced at the date.

March [-]th is her birthday.

He looked at her delicate handwriting, which didn't match her usual carefree look at all. Just looking at the handwriting, he thought it was a lady from some family.

However, what she wrote was not like a lady anymore. I flipped through a few pages randomly, and when she encountered a bad mood, the things she wrote were full of foul language, which made him describe it as an eye-opener.

Lin Cong snorted, a little contemptuous, this woman is too rude.

He was looking back, when the sound of the door opening came from outside.

As soon as Song Ziqian entered the room, she didn't see Lin Cong in the living room, so she walked into the room reflexively. When she reached the door and saw him holding her diary, she hurried over and knocked Lin Cong aside with too much movement. .

Song Ziqian snatched the notebook and hugged it in her arms, and shouted angrily, "Why are you peeking at my diary?"

There are a lot of things about him written in her, did he see it?Song Ziqian felt uneasy.

"Take a look and you won't die." Lin Cong said, reaching out to snatch it, Song Ziqian hurriedly turned and ran out.

Shouted outside: "I cook, you watch TV."

Lin Cong had no choice but to walk out of the room and wait in the living room.

Song Ziqian hid her notebook on top of the refrigerator before cooking.

Lin Cong was not interested in the TV content, so he walked to the kitchen door and leaned against the door frame to watch her skillful movements.

"Do you cook by yourself every day?" Lin Cong asked.

"Occasionally, when the crew is busy, I eat box lunches with everyone."

"Your home is not in this city?"

"No, my house is a small place, and my parents are in my hometown," Song Ziqian replied while chopping vegetables. She was already nervous, but chatting like this became much more natural.

Lin Cong asked again: "Are you alone in the family?"

Song Ziqian paused and shook her head, and said, "My parents have divorced a long time ago. They have their own families and have their own children. Calculated, I should have a younger brother and two younger sisters. However, I have been married for many years. I haven't been back to see them."

Lin Cong looked at her and realized that her family background was like this. No wonder she lived alone in such a simple and old house.

With such a family background and living conditions, it seems that she can be forgiven and understood even if she is being rude.

Lin Cong asked again: "Do you blame your parents?"

"No wonder, they are determined by their choices and their lives. It's not wrong to be separated. They are very happy now. When they were together, they quarreled every day. If they just make do with each other, they will be truly unhappy. Anyway They also insisted on getting divorced until I graduated from high school, and I was an adult at that time, so for them, they were worthy of me." Song Ziqian said with a smile, when she was young, she couldn't understand her parents. Time, she felt that she was the one who was abandoned, and she really hated it.

But now, she has seen it through, and after seeing so many people split and reunite, she also understands a lot of things.

Some loves just look beautiful, they don’t last long at all, life is full of tedious things, quarreling and getting angry over those tedious things, after a long time, all love is gone.

She still remembers the scene of her parents arguing for several days over a small matter.

"Did you earn very little money a month as a screenwriter? Can't you change to a better house? It looks like it's going to collapse at any moment." Lin Cong said.

"How is it possible?" Song Ziqian glanced at Lin Cong and said, "It's actually okay here, of course it can't be compared with rich people like you."

"You haven't said how much money you have a month." Lin Cong asked.

"It's not much, more than 8000, and it will be divided up when it's finalized. Anyway, it's more than 1 to 2 yuan per month on average." Song Ziqian said.

Although this amount seems quite large, in a big city like T City, [-] to [-] yuan is really not worth the money, and she is still in the entertainment circle, so her usual clothes should not be too shabby, and she often attends occasions. It is really painful to buy clothes and jewelry.

It's okay when she's working, she can just wear casual sports and casual clothes. In case she meets someone who is going to be on TV, she can't wear cheap clothes even if she's just running errands.

This is going out, who doesn't want face?

"Then you can move to a better community, so there won't be any thieves here?" Lin Cong asked.

Song Ziqian couldn't bear it and said, "You think too much, and there are thieves and collapses. How can it be so miserable? The security here is still okay."

"Preferably." Lin Cong said.

Song Ziqian simply copied three dishes and cooked another soup. The rice was cooked just in time, so she took all the food out.

Sitting at the dining table, Lin Cong took out his phone and took a photo.

"You still take pictures? It's so simple." Song Ziqian said.

"The first meal you cooked for me was memorable even though it was simple." Lin Cong said casually.

Song Ziqian's heart skipped a few times, why did she feel a little ambiguous?

"Eat, eat." Song Ziqian put the chopsticks in front of him and bowed her head to eat.

Lin Cong also picked up his chopsticks and tasted every dish before saying, "It doesn't look very good, but it tastes okay. Whoever marries you in the future will be considered lucky."

"Pfft~cough cough cough..." Song Ziqian accidentally sprayed the rice out.

"Be careful, no one will snatch you." Lin Cong got up suddenly and walked around her.

As he got closer, Song Ziqian became even more nervous, and couldn't stop coughing.

Lin Cong put his hand on her back and patted her gently, and asked, "How is it?"

Song Ziqian coughed, coughed and hummed for a while, and then her breath became smoother.

"It's okay, it's okay, you can eat."

Lin Cong didn't go back to his original position, but took the bowl and chopsticks and sat down next to her.

Song Ziqian took a look, didn't say anything, and started to eat with her head down again. Lin Cong didn't say anything, the two of them were quiet, suddenly the atmosphere was so depressing.

After eating for a long time, Song Ziqian couldn't help asking: "Lin Cong, why are you here today?"

Lin Cong paused for a moment, then asked, "You don't know?"

"How could I know?" Song Ziqian stared.

"I thought you knew. Don't you know what you did wrong?" Lin Cong snorted, as if he was being bullied.

Song Ziqian stared at him, wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask, what was he thinking?

As soon as she gritted her teeth, she pretended to be stupid and said, "How could I know? If you don't tell me, if you don't tell me, I'll take it as if you miss me and come to see me."

When Song Ziqian said this, she was really looking forward to it. If he answered her, yes, I just miss you and came to see you, that would be great.

But this is fantasy, it must be.

This will change Lin Cong's silence.

As soon as he didn't speak, Song Ziqian thought, did he get upset when he said something wrong?

It wasn't until after dinner that Lin Cong put down his chopsticks that he got up and walked slowly in the small living room, and said disgustedly: "This place is too small, you hit the wall after a few steps, you go for a walk with me. "

"Ah?" Song Ziqian felt that he seemed to be plotting, so she didn't agree for a while.

Lin Cong said: "The doctor said that I have to walk every day. I slept too long before, and my muscles atrophied."

"Oh, oh, then I'll clean up and go for a walk with you." Song Ziqian immediately cleaned up the table and went out with him.

Because it is an old city, the buildings here are not very tall, and the roads are not very wide. The time between six and seven o'clock is the peak time for getting off work.

So as soon as he walked out of the door, he saw congested vehicles, dust and unpleasant car exhaust all over the street, Lin Cong pinched his nose with his hands, and said unbearably: "My God, will you really not get poisoned if you live here?" ?”

"How could it be so exaggerated?" Song Ziqian called, walking into the sidewalk, and beckoning to him, "Go inside a little, and the smoke won't be so bad."

Lin Cong came over, grabbed her arm, turned and walked back.

"Where are you going?" Song Ziqian asked strangely.

Lin Cong pulled her to the parking lot downstairs, came to his car, opened the door and pushed her into the co-pilot, Song Ziqian looked at him inexplicably.

"I'm going for a walk where the air is good," he said.

"Okay." Song Ziqian shrugged indifferently. The air here is indeed not very good.

Lin Cong got in the car and drove away. He drove for about half an hour to the bottom of the viaduct, which was the edge of the river around the city.

There are not many vehicles passing by in this place, and most of them take the viaduct, so there is a lot less smoke and dust here. There is a large grassland between the river and the driveway, and the air here is considered fresh.

When Song Ziqian got out of the car, she heard Lin Cong ask, "Is the air here much better than yours?"

"That's for sure. There are water and grass here, and it's far away from the main road." Song Ziqian looked up at the viaduct high above the sky, and suddenly remembered that time, she followed Mu Shuiqing to the suburbs, and then hid in the broken bridge. I heard news about Lin Cong under the bridge.

Now that I think about it, I feel a little bitter in my heart. Song Ziqian turned her head to look at Lin Cong, her eyes were a little faint, as if tenderness was like water.

Lin Cong looked back at her, and was a little strange by her eyes, but his heart seemed to be shocked by the tenderness at that moment.

"Zi Qian."

"Huh? Ah... I... I..." Song Ziqian looked away embarrassedly, she was caught staring at him, it was so embarrassing.

Lin Cong looked at her seriously like this. She squeaked for a long time, and was disturbed by his watching. She pointed to the distant scenery and said, "That scenery is so beautiful."

Lin Cong glanced at it and replied, "Yes, the scenery is very nice. I used to come here often."

As Lin Cong spoke, he walked to the big rock by the river. There was a smooth spot on the rock, and the height of the rock was just right for people to sit on.

Lin Cong sat on the side of the stone and said, "There are many works that I designed here."

"Really? Then this place is still a treasure of geomantic omen." Song Ziqian said, followed suit, and sat down on the other side of the stone.

"Ah."

Song Ziqian turned her head to look at him, and then looked forward. The silence at this moment made her feel very happy. He didn't mention what happened that night, and she couldn't talk about it either.

It seems that both of them think that this is actually very good, and once some things are said, they will never change.

They blew the river breeze quietly, and when it was getting dark, the two of them left, and Lin Cong sent Song Ziqian home.

Before leaving, Lin Cong didn't say anything, but just glanced at her, as if waiting for her to say something.

Song Ziqian held back what she wanted to say, and finally just said goodbye, and closed the door carefully on the way.

When she heard the footsteps outside getting farther and farther away, she grabbed her hair angrily and muttered to herself.

"Why don't you ask clearly? It's so uncomfortable."

When Lin Cong returned to Xilongting, it was past eight o'clock. Yuan Xiaotang and Gu Youchen were watching TV in the living room. As soon as he entered, Yuan Xiaotang asked, "Lin Cong, where did you go today? Still worried about you."

"I'm fine now, let's go for a walk to get some air." Lin Cong said, he thought, maybe he slept too long before, so now, he didn't feel sleepy at all, and he recovered quickly.

In a few days here, he can also run and jump.

Lin Cong walked to the stairs and came back, standing in front of the two of them.

"What?" Gu Youchen looked at him as if he had something to say.

"I'll trouble you to take care of it these days." Lin Cong said, "I'll go home tonight."

"So fast?" Yuan Xiaotang asked, "But can you do it by yourself now?"

"I think I'm fine. Don't worry. At worst, I'll hire a servant to cook for me. I like my house more." Lin Cong shrugged pretending to be disgusted, then turned and walked upstairs.

"Do you want me to see you off?" Gu Youchen asked.

"No need." Lin Cong said, he has already gone back and brought his car here today, and every day is just eating and sleeping, which is too decadent for him.

he does not like.

Lin Cong packed up his daily necessities and left Xilongting. When he returned to his residence, he saw that the house was clean and tidy as soon as he entered.

He was wondering when he heard a voice coming from the balcony.

Are there thieves?
Lin Cong thought, walked over slowly, and saw a person squatting on the balcony burning paper money and lighting three sticks of incense.

"Avalokitesvara, you must bless the owner of this family. I, Wang Lin, burn money and incense for you every day. If you think it's too little, you can tell me that I will burn more. Avalokitesvara must bless you. Lin Cong is safe and sound, and returned in good health."

Lin Cong stood behind Wang Lin, raised his foot and lightly kicked his buttocks.

"Ouch." Wang Lin was startled, and turned around quickly, seeing that Lin Cong was standing behind him, and he was not well. He stood up slowly, looked at him with some vigilance, and asked, "Are you Are people ghosts?"

"I'll try to punch you twice." Lin Cong said, raising his fist.

"Don't, don't, don't... Lin Cong, you're back? Are you alright? Is it because I miss you so much that I'm hallucinating?" Wang Lin rubbed his eyes, not sure what he saw.

Lin Cong walked up to him, pinched his face with both hands, and said angrily, "They say that if you hit you twice, you'll know if it's true."

"Oops!" Wang Lin yelled suddenly, rushed over and hugged Lin Cong, with tears on the verge of crying.

"It's really you, that's great, that's great, Lin Cong, I thought you wouldn't come back, it's been so many days, and there's no news at all, you don't know how much I worry about you, I come to you every day I just want to see you come back." Wang Lin said excitedly, hugging Lin Cong and jumping up and down.

Lin Cong hurriedly pushed him away and shouted, "Let go, let go, I'm fine."

"Hey hey..." Wang Lin let go of him, covering his mouth and still laughing. He caught a glimpse of the paper money on the ground that hadn't been burned, so he squatted down and continued burning, and said again and again: "Thank you Avalokitesvara, thank you Avalokitesvara, Avalokitesvara is really good!" Spirit, it is not in vain to pray so piously every day, I will burn all the paper money to you, burn it to you."

Seeing him like this, Lin Cong said with contempt, "I never knew you still believed in this?"

Wang Lin smiled, and after burning the paper money, he said: "I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it. Look, haven't you come back?"

Lin Cong rolled his eyes, turned around and walked into the living room.

He was moved and grateful in his heart, but he didn't like to say nasty words, it was too disgusting to say them.

Wang Lin followed him into the room and asked, "Who cured you? I heard that you were transferred to another hospital. I asked, but no one told me. I thought they lied to me. It was you." What's the matter?"

"It's okay, it's a long story and I don't want to say more, anyway, now, I'm fine, it's just..." Lin Cong paused suddenly.

"What? What's wrong? Let me take a look." Wang Lin came over immediately and stretched out his hand to pinch his eyelids to look into his eyes.

Lin Cong hurriedly turned his head away, touched his belly and said, "I'm a little hungry."

Wang Lin was stunned for a moment, and immediately said courteously, "I'll cook something delicious for you."

"Is there anything to eat at home?" Lin Cong asked.

"I bought it." Wang Lin said, and went to the kitchen to start working.

"Have you come to my house to start a fire?" Lin Cong followed him to the kitchen and found a lot of vegetables in the refrigerator.

"Yeah, didn't I just wait for you?" Wang Lin smiled as a matter of course, and happily cooked for him.

Lin Cong saw that he wanted to cook, so he said, "Don't cook, you can just cook a bowl of noodles. I will starve to death when you finish cooking."

"Alright." Wang Lin immediately put down the rice cooker, turned around and took out a small pot to cook the noodles.

Lin Cong leaned against the door frame, looked at Wang Lin, and sighed quietly. He finally came home. After being away for so long, he felt comfortable and happy when he came home.

There was another friend who cared about him so much, and he suddenly felt lucky.

Looking at Wang Lin who was busy, Lin Cong suddenly seemed to see Song Ziqian who was cooking for him not long ago.

Although her craftsmanship was good, he didn't eat much.

"Why do you look at me with tender eyes?" Wang Lin asked suddenly.

Lin Cong, who was distracted, came back to his senses, turned around and walked out of the living room.

"You are dazzled."

Wang Lin cooked the noodles for him. While Lin Cong was eating, Wang Lin asked beside him, "Tell me quickly, who cured you? Your condition is so special that you can be cured so quickly. You are amazing people."

"I don't know his name, I only know that others call him ghost doctor." Lin Cong said.

"Ghost doctor? This is... is this a character from that novel? What about the ghost doctor? Have you read too many martial arts novels?" Wang Lin thought he was joking with him.

Lin Cong said, "Then I don't know, that's what they call him anyway."

Regarding the castle, Mr. Ming, he didn't want to mention these strange things, because he really couldn't explain them clearly.

"Oh..." Wang Lin nodded.

Afterwards, he asked many questions curiously, but Lin Cong always answered simply, and Wang Lin didn't care much about the truth, as long as he saw him back, he had no extravagant hopes.

Wang Lin looked at the time and said, "I'm relieved that you're well. It's almost time for me to go back. Remember to be the first to notify me if anything happens in the future."

"Understood, don't worry, I will pay attention to it in the future." Lin Cong looked at Wang Lin.

Wang Lin nodded, said goodbye to him, and left.

Lin Cong sat on the white sofa, leaning against the back, looking up at the white ceiling, he suddenly looked at his home.

Thinking of Song Ziqian's dilapidated little house, her whole house was not as big as one of his rooms.

He didn't understand why she suddenly touched his mind.

"Damn it." Lin Cong frowned with his hands, feeling a little headache. Why did she do such a thing that night?

If he didn't do this, he wouldn't have to care about her now.

Lin Cong was a little annoyed, but he couldn't help it because he was annoyed. He took his coat, put it on, and left the house.

**
"Bang bang bang."

The old wooden door was photographed as if it was about to break down. Song Ziqian had just come out of the shower with a towel wrapped around her head.

"Who is it?" Song Ziqian asked.

The people outside the door didn't speak, they were just afraid of the door.

"Bang bang bang."

Song Ziqian walked over strangely, and looked through the cat's eyes, but it was dark outside the door, and she could only see a shadow.

Song Ziqian opened the door a little, just to take a look, but the door was pushed open suddenly, making her take two steps back in fright.

Lin Cong, who was wearing a dark green cloak coat, walked in. He looked seriously at Song Ziqian's old pink panda pajamas.

Lin Cong rolled his eyes and said, "It's so ugly."

Song Ziqian looked at him inexplicably, and said angrily, "Who told you to look ugly? Get out, get out, get out."

Song Ziqian pushed Lin Cong out, Lin Cong grabbed her hands, and pushed her back into the room. Song Ziqian backed up all the way, staring at him with wide eyes.

"You, what do you want?" Song Ziqian asked.

"Change clothes." Lin Cong said simply.

"What are you doing?" Song Ziqian withdrew her hands and hugged herself. She was wearing pajamas, but the inside was empty, and she didn't wear underwear.

Although it's nothing to look at, it still feels bad.

"Change clothes, follow me." Lin Cong said, grabbed her arm and pulled her into her room, and opened her closet.

"What are you doing? Don't touch my things." Song Ziqian hurriedly pushed him away, and he saw all her underwear!

Song Ziqian hurriedly closed the closet door, leaning against the closet door, looked at him and asked, "What are you doing at my house at night?"

"I'll give you 3 minutes to change your clothes and follow me, or I'll change them for you later!" Lin Cong said, turned around and walked out, closing the door by the way.

Song Ziqian was still confused, but he started counting down outside the door.

"Two minutes and 59 seconds."

Song Ziqian woke up as if she had been electrocuted, hurried to open the closet, found a set of clothes and quickly changed.

"38 seconds."

"Okay, okay, okay." Song Ziqian ran out in a hurry, her hair was still messy, she scratched it with her hands, and asked awkwardly, "What are you doing?"

"Pack up the things you need for work tomorrow, and follow me." Lin Cong gave her an order without answering her.

Song Ziqian squinted at him, and asked angrily, "What are you doing?"

"Hurry up." Lin Cong said impatiently.

Song Ziqian curled her lips and turned to pack her things.

After a while, she came out with her bag.

Lin Cong came over and reached for her bag, lifted it up to look at it, shook his head and said, "It's really tasteless."

"Are you looking for death?" Song Ziqian called, reaching out to grab her bag, thinking that he was such a gentleman to help her carry it.

Lin Cong turned around, carried her bag and walked out.

Song Ziqian followed him out until she got into his car downstairs, but she still didn't know what he was going to do.

She thought that if he didn't say anything, she would just wait and see, anyway, he couldn't do anything earth-shattering.

Then, when the car drove all the way from the old city to the bustling area, and finally turned into a high-end residential area, Song Ziqian suddenly realized: "Why did you bring me to your house?"

Lin Cong didn't speak, he parked the car in the parking lot below, got out of the car and walked around her to open the door for her.

"Get out of the car."

Song Ziqian didn't understand what he was going to do, but obediently got out of the car, and followed him into the elevator.

Lin Cong led Song Ziqian into the house, and brought her to a room. He put her bag on the bed, and said to her, "This is your room. From now on, you will live here."

"I live here? Why?" Song Ziqian asked, watching Lin Cong go out again, after a while, he came back and handed her a key.

"Here's the house key."

Tens of millions of question marks flew through Song Ziqian's heart. Is this... did she take care of her?

"What do you mean?" Song Ziqian asked.

"I remember, you seem to have said that as long as you get better, you are willing to do whatever you want." Lin Cong stood in front of her with his arms folded, looking like a gentleman.

Song Ziqian frowned, and asked suspiciously, "Do you remember?"

"of course."

"Then..." Song Ziqian suddenly shut up. Did he also know what happened that night?
"Then what?" Lin Cong asked.

"No, nothing." Song Ziqian hurriedly shook her head.

Lin Cong didn't ask any further questions, turned around and walked out, saying, "I haven't fully recovered yet, and I need someone to take care of my three meals a day. You've also injured your head anyway, and if you don't go to work every day, you're free, so just cook for me. Others There is no need to do things, there are part-time workers to clean up every week.”

Song Ziqian was a little happy holding the key, so she could see him every day?
"Then, is there anything wrong with your body? Do you need to go to the hospital for an infusion or something?" Song Ziqian asked concerned, then followed him out of the living room and sat on the sofa diagonally opposite him.

"There's no need to go, just rest." Lin Cong said, looking at her and asking, "Where's your head?"

"It's okay, it's just that the skin has been torn and scarred, otherwise I wouldn't dare to wash my hair tonight." Song Ziqian touched the back of her head and could feel a scar the size of her thumb, but it didn't hurt anymore, and the wound was also gone. not deep.

"Is your hair dry?" Lin Cong asked, then came over and reached out to touch her head. Feeling that the roots of her hair were still a little wet, she turned around and found the hair dryer.

Song Ziqian touched the place he touched, her head was hot, damn it, it was about to explode!
Song Ziqian's heart skipped a beat, and she endured the excitement.

"Come here." Lin Cong shouted, and plugged in the hair dryer at the side, and the hair dryer was blowing hot air, making a buzzing sound.

Song Ziqian walked over and reached out to take the hair dryer, but Lin Cong hid his hand and didn't let her take it. He grabbed her by the shoulder and turned her to one side, turning her back to him.

He took a hair dryer and dried her hair.

"I can play by myself," Song Ziqian said.

"You don't know how to use my hair dryer." Lin Cong said.

"Am I stupid?" Song Ziqian said angrily.

Lin Congxie smiled and gave her a blow-dry hair. Her hair was very healthy, and her short hair was also a little long, covering her ears a little.

Song Ziqian stood quietly. After blowing her hair, she felt as if her feet were numb after a century.

After blow-drying her hair, Lin Cong looked at the hair on the back of her head and saw the small scar. He pressed it with his hand and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Song Ziqian said, stroked her hair and walked away in embarrassment.

"How did you do it?"

"It's okay by accident." Song Ziqian smiled, looked at the time, and said, "What time do you wake up tomorrow? What time do I want to make breakfast for you? What do you want to eat?"

"Whatever, there are still a lot of things in the refrigerator." Lin Cong said.

(End of this chapter)