Lin Xinghe was startled for a moment, he pursed his slender and beautiful lips, and his beautiful pupils flashed unnaturally, but he quickly regained his composure.
He hummed, agreeing.
Mother Lin also breathed a sigh of relief. She looked down at the white shirt on the boy's body and his usual cold and indifferent demeanor, and she couldn't help frowning.
"You can't do this. You have a sullen face every day. How can you attract girls?"
Lin Xinghe slightly opened his translucent eyes, and looked at Lin Mu calmly.
Father Lin, who was reading the newspaper, was also taken aback for a moment, silently put down the newspaper in his hand, and looked at his wife.
Doubt flashed in the young man's eyes, and the brows suddenly frowned slightly.
"Then what?"
Although Mu Mian never said that he was boring, Lin Xinghe himself understood the gap between him and others in making girls happy.
Mother Lin sighed.
"Tsk tsk tsk, look at your outfit, you should first choose some clothes that make yourself look humane, and don't keep your face sullen every day, like how much money others owe you, no matter how good-tempered the little girl is, They were all scared away by you."
The youth who was crystal clear like jade silently lowered his head to look at his attire.
An immaculate white shirt and black trousers.
Impersonal
He meditated silently.
In fact, even if the young man went out to the street dressed up like this, with his calm and calm face, he didn't know how many little girls were attracted to him.
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In the evening, when he called Mu Mian, the boy had a black mobile phone next to his pillow. He thought for a while, and then he opened his mouth.
"Do you think I'm impersonal?"
Kapok was taken aback when he asked this question, but she answered quickly.
"Well, a little bit."
The boy on the bed was nestled under the quilt, his fair ears were plugged with the same white earphones, he was lying on the bed, his broken hair was slightly messy, and his dark eyes were as beautiful as glass.
He stretched out his finger, and gently rubbed his brows with his fingertips, as if he was helpless: "Then do I have the expression that someone owes me money?"
Kapok was surprised.
"My God, why do you suddenly have such a clear understanding of yourself?"
"..."
Lin Xinghe silently picked up the book, and turned over gently, because the clothes and the sheets rubbed against each other.
He raised his fingertips to hold the book next to the pillow, and with the dim light at the bedside, he could see the densely packed characters on it.
The young man's voice was as clear as a stream, and he read in a low voice.
"Once upon a time, there was a little bear who was very, very fond of a beautiful and cute little rabbit."
"One of the things he often said to the little rabbit was why did you grow into what I like?"
"The little rabbit said it didn't know, and the little bear said, why am I thinking about how to be with you forever?"
"The little rabbit smiled and said because you like me, the little bear has always understood that it likes the little rabbit, but he is thinking, why does the rabbit go home every day, why can't it stay with the little rabbit every day, forever and ever Are you not separated?"
"Drink water together, eat together, sleep together, read together, study together, and write together."
"So the little rabbit promised it that when I grow up, I can stay with you forever and ever after leaving home."
"Little Bear happily agreed, couldn't help but kissed the little rabbit, and then..."
Kapok is a headache.
"Stop, stop!"
(end of this chapter)