Extra 5 Ling Che's single line (Falling in love with you again)
How long does it take to fall in love with someone?
In the past, Lin Chuchu would give a relatively long time.
For her, the time from meeting, knowing each other, to getting along with each other is the process of love slowly fermenting.
Cheng Ya always thinks she is old-fashioned and doesn't know how to enjoy life.
Every time this happened, Lin Chuchu would fight back: "I still think your life is empty. After the temporary freshness, you will still be lonely forever."
"You, a mother, understand this?"
What's wrong with being single?
Lin Chuchu really couldn't appreciate Cheng Ya's ideas.
She never thought that one day, the answer would be contrary to what she had thought.
…
Saturday.
This is the time when Lin Chuchu accompanies her mother to go shopping in the supermarket.
Xinjia Life Supermarket offers double points to members every Saturday and 30% off on special items.
Lin Chuchu pushed the shopping cart and dodged among a group of elderly men and women, while Lin's mother had already rushed to the "front line" to make the selection.
When the shopping cart was knocked off course for the fifth time, she shouted at the crowd: "Mom! I'll wait for you at the checkout!"
There were too many people, and it was impossible to tell which back of the head belonged to Lin's mother.
Based on Lin Chuchu’s understanding of her biological mother, the things that everyone is scrambling for are the good ones!
But after this trip, no matter how many discounted dishes there are, I won’t have many bags in my hands.
The reason is: there are too many people, and the good ones have been snatched away by others! If you spend money, why should you pick up what others have left? It’s better to spend more money to buy the good ones!
Therefore, Lin Chuchu understood her mother's behavior as enjoying the process of fighting for food, and the result was not important.
Opposite the self-service cash register, there was a coffee shop with a small window facing the inside with a sign saying 20% off. Lin Chuchu pushed the shopping cart to the corner and walked to the window alone to ring the bell.
There was a small window on the side of the operating table, and soon an employee opened it and said, "Good morning, customer. What would you like to drink? Today, the osmanthus latte is 20% off. It's very suitable. You can try it."
Faced with a friendly face and a comfortable sales pitch, Lin Chuchu subconsciously nodded, but paused before opening her mouth and said naturally, "I'd like a glass of iced Americano."
After she finished speaking, she was stunned. She usually didn't like coffee, and she had never ordered anything like pure drink in the few times she ordered.
"Okay, one iced Americano, 15 yuan. Please show me the payment code here."
Lin Chuchu paid with her mobile phone, glanced back at the shopping cart, and turned back to wait.
At the bar, the tall guy tore off the label and stuck it on the cup, then turned around to get some ice. The girl who took her order had already returned to the cashier, looking at the door with a fanatical look in her eyes: "Slow down, welcome back!"
The sound is melodious and lingering.
Lin Chuchu stretched her head to look, only to see a tall figure in a white shirt.
She had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and her long legs were wrapped in straight trousers. She nodded silently. She had a good figure, so she must be good-looking too.
The man didn't look back, just pushed the door and left.
Lin Chuchu could only vaguely see half of the well-defined profile and the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.
Quite mature.
She commented again in her mind and followed subconsciously, only to find a familiar figure.
A dark blue plaid shirt with a white vest underneath, and her hair parted to an impressive degree, who else could it be but Teacher Lin?
The man in the white shirt walked away while chatting with his father.
Lin Chuchu was in a daze for a moment. She must have seen this white shirt before, right?
It looks a little familiar.
"Customer, please take your iced Americano."
The clerk's voice drew her back to her attention and a bag of coffee was handed to her.
"Thanks."
Lin Chuchu thanked him, took the bag, and when she looked out the door again, Teacher Lin and the man in the shirt were no longer visible.
She returned to the shopping cart and pushed it a little further inside. At this time, more and more people came out to check out. Lin Chuchu was just about to find a place to wait that would not block the way when she saw Lin's mother waving at her across the aisle and she hurried forward.
Lin Chuchu was surprised: "Ms. Zhang, we have a lot of spoils today!" As she said that, she took the coffee and took the bag from her mother.
The two walked to the self-service checkout machine.
"It's your dad. He said that some of his former students will come to visit him in the next few days. He will invite them to dinner. We have to prepare in advance!"
There was sweat on Lin's mother's forehead and her face looked much redder.
"I thought so."
I thought my mother had changed her gender, and it turns out this was the reason.
"Oh, by the way, Mom," Lin Chuchu said as she was taking something out to cross the street, "I just saw Teacher Lin, at the entrance of the coffee shop across the street, chatting with a man."
Lin Chuchu paused and added: "About 30 years old, very tall, probably about 1.9 meters, wearing gold-rimmed glasses..."
Mother Lin immediately remembered: "Oh, it's Xiao Ling! She is also your father's student and is now teaching at Nanjing University."
"Xiao Ling is a good guy, Chuchu, ask your dad to invite him to your house one day, it would be a good opportunity for you young people to get to know him."
“…”
Seeing her mother's delighted expression, Lin Chuchu refused righteously: "Ms. Zhang, your abacus beads are falling on my face."
"This child!" Mother Lin patted her daughter's arm and said, "Look at you, you are not a child anymore, how can I not be anxious? Besides, that Xiao Ling..."
“Stop, stop, stop!”
Lin Chuchu interrupted: "Can I take you home first? We can talk later. I have something else to do later, so you don't have to wait for me for lunch!"
…
After saying she would not go home for lunch, Lin Chuchu simply decided not to eat dinner. She was afraid that Ms. Zhang's idea would be supported by Teacher Lin, and the two of them would attack her.
The thought was scary, so I went straight home.
At 9 o'clock in the evening, Lin Chuchu was lying comfortably on the bed, playing with her phone.
As her eyelids became heavier, she yawned, turned off the screen, turned over to find a comfortable position, and her mind gradually emptied...
"Tick-Tock"
"Tick-Tock"
"Tick-Tock"
The sound of dripping water was extremely obvious in the silent room.
The faucet is not tightened?
Lin Chuchu opened her eyes and wanted to get out of bed to close it, but the scene in front of her made her confused and at a loss.
How can it still look like my home?
She stood in an unfamiliar entrance. On her left stood an entrance cabinet more than one meter tall. There were many ornaments placed in the partitions. The two pots of green plants on the bottom layer drooped dryly, and it had been who knew how long since they had been watered.
The dazzling sunlight shone through the hollow gaps and illuminated her white skirt.
???
Isn't she...sleeping?
Also, what's with this ladylike skirt?
Lin Chuchu took two steps forward in a daze, walked around the cabinet, and looked around vigilantly.
The decoration style is simple and modern, with cold colors. The only warm color in the living room is the double sofa, on which a few men's jackets are thrown messily.
There were several wine bottles tilted here and there on the coffee table, one of which was still dripping with wine, leaving a long trail of water extending all the way to her feet.
The "tick-tick" sound by my ear is synchronized with the frequency of the wine dripping.
The pinched fingertips told her that this was not a dream.
What else could it be but a dream?
Lin Chuchu wanted to scratch her head in annoyance, but her hands were filled with soft long hair.
This startled her because she had just cut her hair short.
Could it be that... I fell asleep and my soul left my body and entered someone else's body?
This thought made people feel a little uneasy. Lin Chuchu urgently needed to figure out the current situation. She turned around and ran straight to the bathroom to see what she looked like now.
As soon as the man walked to the bathroom door, he heard a loud "bang".
The whole person was shocked.
Anyone else?!
Lin Chuchu turned her head stiffly. The dark grey door was half-open and the light was very dim.
She stood and waited for a while. After the loud noise, there was no movement from inside the door again.
Lin Chuchu took two slow steps forward and gently pushed the door with trembling hands.
The next second, he suddenly covered his mouth with his hand, fearing that he would scream out loud.
Even with the heavy curtains blocking out the light, she could still see clearly what was going on inside the house. In the middle of the huge room stood an ebony coffin, with half of the coffin lid sticking diagonally onto the floor.
The loud noise was most likely the sound of the coffin lid falling to the ground!
Lin Chuchu's already frightened eyes widened even wider as she watched a thin hand stretch out from inside and hold the edge of the coffin, followed by a head, with a gaze that seemed to be aware of something and piercing straight towards her.
“Ah ...
There was no time to see what the flashing light was, and Lin Chuchu screamed instinctively.
She was so frightened that she just wanted to run away, but she didn't notice the slippery water stains under her feet and fell out...
"Hiss... Ugh... It hurts, it hurts so much..."
Lin Chuchu woke up.
She touched her arm, where she still felt real pain, and broke out in a cold sweat.
This dream is so scary!
Who would live in a coffin?
Could it be some creature of the night?
If I had woken up one second later, would my aorta have been torn?
"vomit……"
Lin Chuchu suppressed her nausea and went downstairs to wash her face.
When I came back, I looked at the clock. It was 9:20.
So she had a dream as soon as she fell asleep?
…
The next day, Lin Chuchu walked into the house with dark circles under her eyes. Seeing Ms. Zhang busy in the kitchen, she did not disturb her. Instead, she lazily nestled in the sofa with her eyes wide open.
After a sleepless night, she felt like every nerve in her brain was protesting. The more intense the struggle inside, the more dull she looked on the surface.
When Lin's mother brought out the dishes, she saw her looking drained of energy.
"Are you sick?" She quickly put down the plate and came over to touch her daughter's forehead: "You don't have a fever, Chuchu, tell mom where you feel uncomfortable? Oh?"
Lin Chuchu uttered a dazed "Hmm?" before turning her eyes to meet her mother's anxious and concerned look: "Mom, I'm fine. I stayed up late last night and I'm just not in the mood..."
Mother Lin wanted to slap her on the forehead: "You kid! You scared me to death!"
"Where's my dad?"
"Your dad went downstairs to pick someone up." Lin's mother pulled her daughter up from the sofa and pushed her to the guest room: "Go, go to bed! You can't stay up late when you are young. It's easy to die suddenly!"
"I don't want to either!"
Lin Chuchu yawned and fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow.
Mother Lin smiled, shook her head and closed the door.
I had a sound sleep and when I woke up it was almost noon.
Teacher Lin's full-throated voice came from outside the door: "Chu Chu hasn't woken up yet? Go and wake her up for dinner, and don't let the children wait all the time..."
"No, no, teacher. Really. We're not hungry. Let Senior Sister continue to sleep."
"Yes, we want to talk to you some more!"
The remaining two voices of agreement, one male and one female, were both very young without exception.
Lin Chuchu got out of bed, combed her hair and opened the door.
"Are you up? Go wash your hands and have dinner."
Mother Lin called out to everyone and went into the kitchen to prepare the food.
"Senior Sister!"
"Hello, Senior Sister!"
Four young and energetic faces, no more than seventeen or eighteen years old.
Fortunately, it’s not some blind date party under the guise of selling dog meat.
Lin Chuchu greeted them with a smile, then went straight into the kitchen to wash her hands, and also helped Ms. Zhang with some minor chores.
Eight dishes and one soup, a combination of meat and vegetables, are mouth-watering just by looking at them.
Lin Chuchu sat with several junior classmates. The girl next to her kept asking her what college life was like and what she needed to pay attention to. Her energetic face showed both nervousness and anticipation.
One can’t help but sigh how great it is to be young!
Lin Chuchu told them about her interesting experiences in college while stuffing food into her mouth as if she had not eaten anything.
Father Lin glared at her disapprovingly, but she didn't care. She chewed a few mouthfuls and swallowed them. "I was very nervous on my first day of registration. I was afraid that my roommates would be difficult to get along with. But I smelled a fragrance right after I arrived at the door. Guess what I did?"
"The other three roommates who arrived earlier were eating sausages in the room. The aroma filled the whole room. I got two sausages when I entered..." She gestured with her hands: "One is this long!"
"Really?"
The schoolgirl with a ponytail looked longing: "I really hope my roommate can be so nice."
Another person asked: "Is it the dry, fried kind?"
"No, no." Lin Chuchu explained: "It's a specialty of Northeast China. It's not dry at all. There are fat chunks in it. It's very fragrant."
"Wow!"
"I feel like eating..."
…
Time passed quickly, and it was already 4 o'clock in the afternoon when I sent the four students downstairs.
Outside the unit door, Lin's father kept looking at his watch: "I'm going out for a while, so you don't have to bring me dinner tonight."
Mother Lin paused as she turned around: "What time is it? What are you going to do?"
"Have dinner with Xiao Ling. He is currently involved in a research project that I am quite interested in."
Lin Chuchu thought to herself, this is not good!
Sure enough, Lin's mother suddenly showed a look of joy, and said, "Why go out to eat? Let Xiaoling come home. Chuchu is here too." She kept winking at her old man.
Father Lin was slow to react, but Lin Chuchu had already seized the opportunity: "What dad? Mom! I have an appointment with Cheng Ya, and she's urging me to go over there. I have to hurry over!"
Before the old couple could react, he slipped away.
After leaving the community gate, there was a black car parked on the side of the road with the window half rolled down. Lin Chuchu subconsciously glanced at it. As soon as her eyes touched the reflective lens, her whole body trembled and the horrifying scene in her dream emerged. She quickly shifted her gaze, quickened her pace, and quickly moved away.
Cheng Ya did ask her out to play, but Lin Chuchu refused on the grounds that she had to go home for dinner.
At this moment, the phone started buzzing again. She sighed and answered it reluctantly:
"Dear, I told you already. I'm not going."
"Oh, you're so sweet now, even calling me dear." Cheng Ya changed the subject: "I've just called my godmother. If you don't come, then you want to have dinner with the man my godmother has chosen?"
“…”
Be careful in making friends.
Cheng Ya: "Come here quickly, I'll send you the location!"
…
After returning home from Cheng Ya's drinking party, Lin Chuchu took advantage of her tipsy feeling to wash up and go to bed to catch up on her sleep.
Close your unusually heavy eyelids.
Just as I got used to the darkness, I was dazzled by the sudden brightness and had to squint my eyes.
"woke up?"
A shadow was cast down, blocking the dazzling sunlight for her, and Lin Chuchu met a pair of warm and deep eyes.
She subconsciously raised her hand, and her cool and soft long hair flowed between her fingers.
“…”
Is this another out-of-body experience?
Lin Chuchu opened her lips: "Who are you?"
"My name is Ling Che." The man's eyes flashed behind his glasses, and an emotion she couldn't tell surged out: "I was wrong last time. I scared you."
Lin Chuchu exclaimed, "Ah!" She didn't expect that he was the person in the coffin before.
Who would live in a coffin if they were healthy?
Lin Chuchu pretended to glance at his mouth casually.
Not only does it not have fangs, but on the contrary, they are very neat.
The ends of his thin lips slightly raised under her gaze.
"Are you hungry? I made breakfast for you."
"I'm not hungry." Lin Chuchu wanted to say that she had just had enough food and drink, but her stomach started to growl: "..."
Ling Che didn't let her feel embarrassed for too long. He stood up and said softly, "You can wash up. I'll wait for you in the restaurant. Don't worry."
Lin Chuchu stared at the man's back as he disappeared from the door. He seemed a little familiar?
Looking around, the bedroom was clean and bright. Even the quilt smelled of the sun. It was completely different from the dark and gloomy scene before.
bathroom.
Standing in front of the mirror, Lin Chuchu was absent-minded for a moment.
This is clearly her own face, except for the long hair, even the position of the red mole below the collarbone is exactly the same.
Parallel universe?
Lin Chuchu washed her face hastily and went straight to the restaurant.
Delicious food and tableware had been laid out on the marble table. Ling Che was wearing cotton gloves and carrying a boiling casserole on the heat-insulating pad. When he saw her coming out, he said in a familiar and natural tone, "Come and sit down. These are all your favorite dishes."
Lin Chuchu sat down as she was told and after thinking for a long time, she explained: "I am not..." the person you know.
"Chu Chu, try this soup."
Ling Che interrupted her, and she took the celadon bowl and continued, "I just fell asleep..."
"I know."
The man opposite lowered his head and gently stirred the porcelain bowl: "It's enough to see you." He raised his head again, his eyes smiling: "How have you been recently?"
"Ah? I...I'm fine..."
Lin Chuchu was confused and took two bites of rice mechanically before she realized, "Last time, why did you sleep in the coffin..."
She was really scared at that time.
"I'm really sorry. I drank too much that day and lost control of my consciousness." Ling Che apologized to her again: "Those are just reflections of my inner thoughts. As you can see, I'd rather die than live."
Lin Chuchu uttered an "ah". Seeing him say in such a nonchalant tone that he didn't want to live anymore, she didn't know how to respond. After thinking for a while, she said, "But today..."
"Because I saw you."
Ling Che just watched her eat without picking up his chopsticks.
Lin Chuchu was choked unexpectedly, and coughed while drinking two mouthfuls of soup: "We... know each other?"
"Where is this?" she asked.
"My home."
Ling Che ignored the first question and gave her another spoonful of soup.
Lin Chuchu was certain: "You know me."
The man did not deny it.
She frowned: "But I have no impression at all."
"Maybe you forgot, maybe it was just a dream I had..." The eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses were dark: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter anymore."
His deep gaze lingered on her for a long time, and the complex emotions in his eyes made Lin Chuchu tremble slightly, as if she would be submerged in it in the next second.
It's suffocating and I want to escape.
Ling Che saw through her thoughts and turned his eyes away: "Are you full?"
"Um."
"I'll take you to see the scenery."
Going out?
Lin Chuchu only felt a flash before her eyes, and the surrounding scene changed completely.
The ground under my feet turned into mottled bluestone slabs, and a few green grasses occasionally sprouted in the gaps between the slabs.
In the distance, there are small stone tables and stone chairs. On the table is a set of purple clay tea sets, which are still emitting curls of hot steam.
Near the wall is a gorgeous sea of flowers, with red, pink and white flowers clustered together and the fragrance is everywhere.
And she was sitting on a swing made of rattan.
A gentle voice came from behind: "Hold it steady."
Lin Chuchu hurriedly grabbed both sides and was pushed high up.
Time is stretched out at this moment, becoming lazy and comfortable.
Outside the wall, the rolling green hills appear and disappear in the clouds, which makes people feel happy both physically and mentally.
"So beautiful, where is this?"
"Yunlin."
Lin Chuchu was slightly startled: "I haven't heard of it."
Ling Che looked at the hair that bounced back and forth: "Just think of it as a world in a dream."
Lin Chuchu tried to look back, but was afraid of losing her balance, so she only dared to turn halfway: "What did you just say?"
"Nothing, do you want to go outside and take a look?"
"think!"
…
7:30 in the morning.
Lin Chuchu opened her eyes.
The tea garden is still in my mind.
She raised her hands in front of her eyes, her fingers were lush and green with freshly picked leaves.
The gentle, low-pitched voice was still ringing in my ears: "We'll take the tea leaves back to the yard and spread them out to wither..."
So real!
It was so real that I didn't want to believe that the dream was over.
Lin Chuchu was absent-minded the whole day and even took a nap at noon, but unfortunately she did not see that person again.
After waking up, she couldn't help but look up the process of making tea on the Internet, but it turned out that it was not as simple as she had imagined.
As night fell, she finished washing up early and lay down on the bed, but she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. It was not until late at night that she gradually felt sleepy.
However, it was a dreamless night.
Not for several days.
Lin Chuchu's life returned to normal.
......
September 28th, late night.
After 7 days, she returned to that quaint courtyard.
A steaming cup of tea was pushed in front of her.
“Try the tea leaves we picked.”
Lin Chuchu's delight was beyond words: "This... you made it yourself?"
There was a hint of paranoia in the man's doting eyes:
"Well, I've been waiting for you to come back."
Lin Chuchu picked up the teacup and took a sip. The taste was mellow and sweet: "I like the taste of black tea."
She looked at the person opposite her. He was wearing a casual linen shirt with the cuffs casually rolled up and two buttons undone at the collar.
"You are a little different today."
His eyes were fixed on her with a smile:
"What's the difference?"
"That is..." Lin Chuchu thought for a moment: "The whole person looks much more relaxed?"
I still remember that the last time we met, he was wearing a white shirt with the top button buttoned up, his hair was neatly combed, and he looked gentle with an ascetic temperament.
Ling Che chuckled, his handsome face glowing with a hint of warmth: "Maybe it has something to do with the environment here."
He filled Lin Chuchu's teacup and asked with concern, "Is work tiring?"
"ah……"
Lin Chuchu touched the dark circles under her eyes and hesitated for a long time.
She has made a lot of attempts in the past two days, which has led to a disordered sleep schedule and she is often still awake at one or two in the morning.
She laughed: "I went to bed a little late, haha..."
Even though they were not familiar with each other, she began to look forward to what kind of surprise Ling Che would bring her.
Ling Che also understood her desire, and his eyes changed:
"Want to go for a walk down the mountain?"
Being asked a question that touched her heart once again, Lin Chuchu's eyes immediately turned into stars and she nodded frantically.
The mountain is a fairyland like a paradise, and at the foot of the mountain is a water town surrounded by greenery.
It’s even a popular tourist destination.
Lin Chuchu walked around for half a day and was still very interested: "There are so many tourists here!"
There are all kinds of shops on both sides of the street, whether it is accessories, clothing, tea or fruit stalls, or snacks from street carts, there are people queuing up.
She no longer cared whether this was a dream or a parallel universe. She turned around and smiled: "Why are there so many people checking in and taking photos over there? What kind of tree is that?"
An ancient tree that can barely be hugged by two adults stands at the entrance of the alley, with crisscrossing branches and dense green leaves. Many people are taking photos under the tree.
"The ancient camphor tree was planted by a lady who was waiting for her husband to return victoriously, but unfortunately her wish was never fulfilled. Before she died, she leaned against the tree trunk and took her last breath."
Ling Che stared into those sparkling eyes and said, "After the scenic spot was opened, many tourists came here to take photos under the ancient camphor tree, hoping that their love would last forever."
Lin Chuchu paused: "Isn't this a sad story? Can we pray like this?"
The back of the head was rubbed twice immediately.
“They are all legends.” Ling Che naturally took her hand and said, “Go and take a look.”
Lin Chuchu wanted to pull her hand away but was afraid it would be too deliberate, so her ears turned red.
They stood at the end of the line, and in front of them was a middle-aged couple who were very talkative.
"Just like a perfect couple walking down from a painting."
The middle-aged man nodded: "We are as well-matched as we were when we were young."
"Stop flattering yourself," the woman rolled her eyes at her husband, "Look at the shape of your face now. It wasn't that good-looking when you were young. It was like a shoe horn."
"How can you talk like that? It was you who was chasing me..."
The couple made some disparaging remarks to each other and then turned around and praised each other for being a good match.
Lin Chuchu has a thin skin, and now not only her ears, but her entire face shows signs of congestion.
She dodged back again and again, but couldn't avoid the affectionate gaze from the person next to her.
My cheeks were still hot when I woke up. I waited in line for half an hour, but at the last moment, I woke up from the dream.
Lin Chuchu patted her face, trying to sober herself up: "It's all fake, it's all fake, there's nothing to regret..."
…
On October 20th, the weather turned cooler.
Ms. Zhang was urging her to come back, with calls coming one after another. Lin Chuchu got up, put on her coat and went out.
She had another sweet dream last night.
I dream about Ling Che almost every day these days.
That gentle man took her to see many landscapes she had never seen before.
Whether it was the towering mountains or the surging seas, the sun-blocking deserts or the vast grasslands, she had gone to school to listen to his classes and watched him do research in the laboratory.
Sometimes, the two of them don’t go anywhere, but just stay in the study, reading books and enjoying the quiet time.
Ever since holding hands with Yunlin that time, Ling Che never behaved in an overly intimate way towards her again, as if the thrill of their intertwined fingers was just a beautiful illusion.
Lin Chuchu got into the taxi, her thoughts flying. He didn't seem to be in good health. Was he sick?
She already regarded Ling Che as a real person, not a dream.
"Beep"
"Beep Beep"
The driver honked his horn in annoyance and complained to himself: "Do you know how to drive? This road is yours? Can you merge if you want? It's a solid line! Can't you see the solid line?"
He rolled down the window and spat, "You've learned all the traffic rules by heart!"
Lin Chuchu suddenly came to her senses and went to see what was happening. No wonder the driver was so angry.
During the morning rush hour, the vehicles ahead are all stuck in a jam and no one can run unless they grow wings and fly away.
The word "grow wings" obviously reminded her of something. Her eyes were blank, but the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.
Lin Chuchu recalled the feeling of flying a glider on the grassland...
The driver happened to glance at the rearview mirror, and was suddenly startled, and looked at it a few more times inquiringly.
This girl... has mental problems?
So evil!
9:45
As soon as I closed the car door, the taxi sped away, leaving a trail of dust.
Are you in such a hurry?
Lin Chuchu turned around and suddenly stopped moving.
There was a very familiar black car parked on the side of the road. She walked into the community while looking back, but unfortunately the car windows were closed this time and there didn't seem to be anyone inside.
I went upstairs with my bag, and as soon as I opened the door, I was filled with Ms. Zhang's enthusiastic words.
She was not the object of his passion.
"Old Lin, look at this kid Xiao Ling, he's such a handsome guy!"
"Come, Xiao Ling, sit here and eat some fruit."
They wanted to surround them and circle around them. Lin Chuchu couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so she stood at the door and shouted, "Mom! I'm here."
Ms. Zhang and Teacher Lin looked at her at the same time, and then the man sitting on the sofa also turned around.
A face with clear contours, deep and gentle eyes, and a familiar pair of gold-rimmed glasses on a straight nose.
Lin Chuchu opened her mouth twice but no sound came out.
Ling Che!
Is that you!?
However, this excitement suddenly froze under the man's slightly distant gaze.
He doesn't know her.
Lin Chuchu couldn't describe her feelings at this moment.
Or maybe he just looked the same as the Ling Che she knew.
Lin Chuchu was pulled over to be introduced like a puppet. She was not in the right state of mind at all and could not even hear the sounds from the outside world.
"Child, are you mute?" Lin's mother pinched her quietly, "Why are you staring blankly?"
Thought she was being rude on purpose.
"Teacher's wife, I know Chuchu. The teacher often mentioned it to me."
Ling Che tried to smooth things over like a gentleman.
Lin Chuchu was about to come back to her senses: "Teacher Zhang never mentioned you to me..."
"Hey you kid!"
The smile that Lin's mother had just put on fell again.
Father Lin hurriedly said, "Eat first, and then talk while you eat."
The table was filled with Ms. Zhang's specialties. Lin Chuchu lowered her eyes and only picked up the dish on the plate in front of her.
"Chu Chu," Lin's mother said with a hint of displeasure: "Why don't you speak? Look at Xiao Ling, how talkative he is."
Talkative?
Lin Chuchu raised her eyelids and took a look, and was caught by the other party.
Once again stung by the strange gaze, she put down her chopsticks and said, "I didn't sleep well yesterday. I really can't eat."
Father Lin pursed his lips, but didn't say anything. He turned to ask the person beside him, "Do you like the food? Just pick up whatever you like. You don't need to be polite in front of the teacher."
"Master's wife's cooking skills are excellent." Ling Che praised.
I took the opportunity to pick up some food for the teacher: "You can eat too, no need to ask me."
He didn't even glance at Lin Chuchu the whole time.
Ms. Zhang was an experienced person, so she could tell that the two young men were not attracted to each other, so she did not force her daughter to eat. She said, "If you can't eat, leave the table and pick up the clothes you left here a few days ago."
"Okay, okay."
Lin Chuchu ran away very quickly.
I didn't notice the gaze following closely behind me.
The torn emotions made Ling Che frown involuntarily. What did the overly realistic dreams every night represent?
It was precisely because of those dreams that were filled with love that he became even more resistant to the real Lin Chuchu.
…
After the meal, Lin's mother no longer had any thoughts of matchmaking. Instead, Ling Che gentlemanly offered to send Lin Chuchu back home.
She refused absentmindedly: "I won't bother you."
After being glared at by Lin's father, he changed his words: "Thank you..."
Wouldn't it be more like showing that she has good manners if she could refuse at the right time?
Why did it get the opposite when it came to Teacher Lin?
…
Inside the car, the atmosphere was silent.
Soothing music sounded in her ears, and Lin Chuchu's eyes suddenly trembled as she looked out the window, and she turned to look at the man driving.
Ling Che's eyebrows moved slightly: "The way you look at me is like you are looking through me to see another person."
Even the voice was exactly the same. Lin Chuchu closed her eyes and said, "Really? When I don't get enough sleep, my eyes will become fixed."
She curved her lips symbolically: "You may have misunderstood."
Is it a misunderstanding?
Ling Che turned the steering wheel and merged into the traffic on the left. After turning, he spoke: "You look upset."
"No." Lin Chuchu looked tired: "A little tired."
She closed her eyes and began to pretend to sleep, making it clear that she didn't want to talk anymore.
I hate such unfamiliar communication.
Lin Chuchu began to miss the man in her dream.
…
I had been planning on complaining to Ling Che the next time I entered a dream, but I didn’t expect an accident to happen first.
It was raining outside the window, and the raindrops kept hitting the glass.
Lin Chuchu pushed open the bedroom door and found Ling Che lying motionless on the bed, his face pale and blue.
“Ling Che!”
She threw herself on the bed.
"Wake up, I'm coming."
Lin Chuchu reached out her hand to test the temperature of his forehead, but the scorching heat made her withdraw her hand suddenly.
"You have a fever?!"
Patting his cheek anxiously, he called out:
"Ling Che?"
"Don't scare me, Ling Che!"
The face under his fingers was slightly sunken, and without the glasses to cover it, the dark circles under his eyes were very obvious.
"Wake up!"
Lin Chuchu touched his protruding brow bone and moved forward little by little to smooth out his furrowed brows.
This movement woke up the sleeping man.
"You're finally awake!" Lin Chuchu stood up: "I'll go get the medicine!"
"Don't go"
His black eyes were filled with mist, and he didn't seem anxious at all: "Chu Chu... don't go..."
"I'm here."
"Don't leave me...I..."
She leaned over to listen carefully, and her shoulders were grabbed with such force that her bones hurt.
Those eyes, which had lost their former luster, were dim and hopeless.
After a while, Ling Che regained consciousness and called her in a hoarse voice: "Chu Chu"
"I'm sorry I can't take you out for a walk today."
As he spoke, his chest trembled, and his voice became even hoarser after he suppressed a dry cough: "In the future... I'm afraid... I can't do that anymore."
Lin Chuchu's eyes suddenly widened in panic: "Don't talk nonsense, are you confused?!"
Ling Che let go of her shoulders and coughed for a while before his breathing calmed down a little.
A cold hand touched her sleeve: "No one can dream forever."
Lin Chuchu's eyes were moist, afraid that he would say goodbye to her next: "I will, I will always dream about you!"
"Silly girl"
Ling Che closed his eyes slightly, the sound of rain outside the window gradually stopped, and the bedroom was gradually filled with sunlight.
After doing all this, he felt dizzy and forced himself to tease her: "The sky cleared up because of your crying."
"What a cold joke."
Ling Che reached out to her: "Come here."
Lin Chuchu said "what are you doing" but she still leaned over honestly and rested her head on his shoulder.
With an extra layer of thin blanket on her body, she kicked off her shoes, snuggled into the not-so-warm bed, and was hugged comfortably in his arms.
At this moment, my heart was filled with indescribable warmth.
Sore and swollen.
"Ling Che." She closed her eyes: "Don't wake me up."
If this was a dream, she never wanted to wake up.
——
Another world.
Outside the ICU, He Lina took off her mask and shook her head regretfully: "It was discovered too late." She turned around and looked at the haggard man on the hospital bed. No matter how outstanding a researcher is, he cannot escape the bondage of emotions.
"Dean, can you arrange for the family to come in and see him? Professor Ling is still conscious. Maybe..."
There is also the possibility of awakening.
If there is a miracle.
The conversation was interrupted by another voice.
"I'll go see him."
He Lina raised her eyebrows, only to find that behind the dean and the people sent by the military region was a man with a teardrop mole at the corner of his eye.
Seeing the dean nod, Zhou Yao took a few steps forward, and when he passed by He Lina, he curved his lips politely and said, "He has no relatives."
Ling Che's mother went abroad when he was in college, and the two have lost contact ever since.
Upon hearing that his son was seriously ill, he was even unwilling to return home to see him for the last time.
Zhou Yao stood in front of the bed with a smile on his face:
"It's me."
"In addition to seeing you off, I also want to tell you that Lu Feng has been confirmed dead in the line of duty."
"But he wasn't as lucky as you. He didn't even have a piece of his clothes left."
"congratulations."
"Finally freed."
"You can lie next to her in peace."
…
Leave Kunshan Hospital and drive back.
Deep loneliness surrounded Zhou Yao.
Lu Feng, Jiang Shiyan, and Ling Che have all left one by one, leaving him alone with a heavy yoke on his back.
It's the family's responsibility.
My sister's plea.
And Lin Chuchu's last words.
…
Ten days later.
Outside Yueshan Cemetery.
Zhou Yao meets an unexpected person.
"Can we talk?"
Ji Yan stood up from the front of the car: "About the teacher."
"You've got the wrong guy."
Zhou Yao went around to open the car door, but was held down by an arm.
Ji Yan insisted: "I just want to know the reason."
"What do you want to know?"
"Why would a good person just disappear like that?"
"Oh"
Zhou Yao couldn't help but smile, and the teardrop mole at the end of his eye instantly became lively: "How much do you know about your teacher?"
"Do you know what projects he is researching for the country?"
Ji Yan's eyes briefly flashed with surprise: "You mean..."
The teacher died because of secret research?
"You think too much."
Zhou Yao knocked on the car door, signaling him to let go: "Ling Che simply volunteered to be a guinea pig."
The S9-1 inhibitors in the research and development stage are also injected frequently.
According to Professor He, S9-1 can indeed effectively inhibit the erosion of genetic mutations, but the side effects are huge.
It will cause the brain nerves to be in a state of overactivity all the time, even when sleeping.
Seeing the man sitting in the driver's seat, Ji Yan hesitated: "There is one more thing..."
The pair of eyes that were originally affectionate turned cold in an instant: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."
The car window slowly rose up and then sped away.
He knew that what he wanted to ask was related to Lin Chuchu?
Those pictures that cannot be pieced together may be destined to have no answers.
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