melodious female supporting life

Chapter 79 Brother Come, Hurt Each Other Five

In the end, Lin Zichen still told Xia Youyang where her clothes were. Don't wonder why the original owner was imprisoned for four years and didn't even know where her own clothes were. , never stopped, and Lin Zichen helped to change the clothes... If you say that you change clothes just to take a shower when you are confused, then it seems that it is not an exaggeration to say so.

Xia Youyang looked at the chains on his feet that had been put on again, and sighed weakly, as expected, he was sure that he was farting.

It has been like this for two months, and it seems that apart from talking to him when I first came here, I have never seen him again, not to say that he will not come, what will she eat if he does not come, and the length of the chain is not enough to reach the kitchen.

It's just that every time Xia Youyang wakes up, Lin Zichen is not there, but the meal is always served hot on the dining table, which makes Xia Youyang feel like Lin Zichen is always looking at him, seeing that he is about to wake up, he goes out, without any worries. Doubt, Xia Youyang guessed right.

It's just that Xia Youyang couldn't figure out the reason.

Lin Zichen didn't know why, since Xia Youyang accepted him that day, every time he faced her, his heart was beating drums. This flustered feeling made him both happy and scared, so he could only come and go quietly every time.

At night, he stayed overnight, but she seemed to be too relieved, and never found out once.

In order to prevent the original owner from asking for help, Lin Zichen pulled out everything that could communicate with her as early as the first day when she was imprisoned in. She was really merciless when she should be cut and pulled out. The poor original owner's room for movement is limited to this The small house, when bored, would either be in a daze, or read those obscure foreign language books in his study. Under Lin Zichen's training, the original owner was also a little girl who was proficient in five languages.

Walking to the bookshelf with one deep foot and one shallow foot, dragging the heavy chain, her white and slender fingers slowly slid from one end of the bookshelf to the other, and sometimes she would pull out a book to look at it a few times. Just put it back and arrange it, and repeat the action just now.

In the quiet room, only the rattling of chains and the sound of pages being turned could be heard. The warm orange sunlight slanted in, and all of it fell on the girl who was concentrating on reading, reflecting the almost transparent porcelain-white and delicate skin, as if In the next second, it will suddenly disappear in this slanting space.

Lin Zichen's eyes moved slightly, and there seemed to be a dark tide surging in his eyes, covering up the expression deeply hidden in his eyes.

"How do you read this kind of book?" An elegant cello-like voice suddenly sounded behind the girl.

The quiet atmosphere was suddenly interrupted, and the air seemed a little uncomfortable. It was a little chaotic before returning to calm.

"Suddenly I feel that these books are quite good-looking." Xia Youyang's words were not nonsense, although the books on the bookshelf were almost torn apart by the original owner, after all, he had never read them himself, so after reading it now, he thinks the writing is quite good.

Lin Zichen stared at the girl's gentle face quietly, it was not a delicate and beautiful face, but it looked gentle and natural, almost a head shorter than himself, petite and pitiful, with a faint fragrance Lingering on the tip of the nose, looking at the facial features blurred in the sunlight, a pair of autumn eyes seemed to bend a pleasing arc.

Maybe she is not suitable, living under her own wings, which is unfair to her.

"You Yang, do you hate me?"

Lin Zichen said in a daze what seemed to be a question.

Xia Youyang was taken aback for a moment, and then replied, "I hate it, I hate it so much, I want you to die..." She still smiled, but the words she spat out were extremely hot.

Having said that, Xia Youyang stopped.

Lin Zichen was a little dazed, the great panic rising in his heart seemed to overwhelm him, his whole body was cold and stiff, like a fish out of water.

The temperature around him suddenly dropped to freezing point, as if even the warm blood was about to freeze.

The bright streamer in his eyes was also gradually blackened by ink, until the last clusters of fine light were left.

(End of this chapter)