Ling Ju, who had just said that she would never go to Yin Bolan’s house again, was slapped in the face again!
She didn't want to either, so she went to the store, but Heizi and Erhei said that Yin Bolan was sick and couldn't come, so she and Chen Yun had to go to Yin Bolan's house.
After the weather warmed up, the four large pots of flowers were moved out again. As soon as Ling Ju knocked on the door, he felt a cold and gloomy air.
Then a pale face appeared at the door, looking surprised to see her, "Why are you here?"
Ling Ju offered a flattering smile, "Hey, why can't I come? Let me in and talk."
Yin Bolan looked at Chen Yun behind her and asked, "Why isn't your husband here? Is he on a business trip again?"
"yes."
"Wait, judging from your style of never coming to me for no reason, are you here to ask me for help again?" Yin Bolan changed his tone and made Ling Ju feel a little embarrassed.
She came here for something.
Yin Bolan saw that she didn't answer, but his big eyes were rolling around, so he knew something bad was wrong. He turned around and was about to close the door. Ling Ju hurried over to hold the door, but accidentally didn't use enough force and the door was slammed open. Yin Bolan, who was behind the door, took two steps back and almost fell.
"Sister! You are such a strong woman! I almost forgot!" He had indeed forgotten. He had suffered a loss when he kidnapped her for the first time, but he had forgotten it.
Ling Ju smiled embarrassedly and hurried over, "Hey, are you okay? Look, I'm already here. Let's go inside and talk."
Yin Bolan slammed his arm that was hurt by the door and said, "Come in, close the door, don't let the wind blow my flowers."
Chen Yun also hurried in and closed the door.
As soon as Ling Ju entered Yin Bolan's room, she smelled a scent of medicine, which was Chinese medicine.
"Why does it smell so medicinal? Are you still drinking Chinese medicine?"
"Well, I went to see Doctor Li and he prescribed it for me. It's really bitter, bitter and sour, but it works. I drank it for a day and I was almost all better."
"What's wrong with you? A cold?" Ling Ju suddenly felt that she had come at a bad time. She asked someone to help her when she was sick, which was a bit...
Yin Bolan took a sip of water and looked at her. Although his face was still pale, Ling Ju felt that he looked a little better than when she first arrived.
"I have a cold. Tell me, what do you want from me this time?"
Seeing him being so direct, Ling Ju stopped pretending, "I did have something to talk to you about, but seeing your current state, I can't bear it anymore. You should take care of yourself."
"Big or small?"
"It's a small matter."
"You can speak frankly."
"Okay, then I'll tell you, I want Erhei and Heizi to help me fight someone."
Yin Bolan frowned slightly, "Do you really need them for such a small matter as beating someone up? The guy behind you, your uncle, or Yan Jintang, either of them can find you some thugs. Do you really need me for such a small matter?"
Ling Ju blinked her eyes. "It's just a small matter. It's a waste to ask them to find a professional. I think Heizi and Erhei will be enough. And I think Erhei will definitely be willing. I don't even need to ask him."
"You didn't go to the store?"
"I went, I came to your house because you were not around."
"Then why didn't you just tell them when you got to the store? Why are you asking me?"
"You're their leader, so I have to ask you. If you don't agree, how can they do it?"
"Okay, I agree. I'll tell Erhei when he comes back tonight."
Ling Ju smiled broadly, "Thank you, Ivan."
It was the first time that Yin Bolan heard Ling Ju call him like that, and he was a little confused for a moment. Everyone here called him Yin, and no one called him Ivan.
As soon as Ling Ju's soft voice began to speak, he felt as if his mother was calling him when he was little. It was very kind.
"It's okay, it's just a small matter."
"Is your store busy lately? If not, I'll treat you to dinner in the dining hall after this matter is finished. Last time you helped the Yan family, although the Yan family expressed their gratitude and gave you a lot of things, I haven't forgotten that you helped me. So I'll treat you to dinner!"
Yin Bolan raised his eyebrows, his expression looking much better. "You finally have a conscience and finally treated me to a meal. It's almost May now, and I've been waiting for this. Don't worry, even if the restaurant is busy, I will definitely eat your meal."
"Okay, call Heizi and Erhei along too."
"Yeah, sure. Those two greedy guys will definitely be very happy."
After Ling Ju finished speaking, she inexplicably felt a chill behind her shoulders, as if a cool breeze was blowing over her. She shuddered and pulled up her collar. If she guessed correctly, it was probably those four pots of flowers again.
She looked back and saw a shadowy figure of a young girl between her and Chen Yun, observing her. However, Chen Yun couldn't see her because he was looking down at the book on Yin Bolan's sofa.
She quickly looked away, only to find that Yin Bolan was also looking at her with a strange smile on his face, as if he knew everything.
She moved forward, cleared her throat, and asked tentatively, "Yin, can you see anything?"
Yin Bolan nodded, "Yeah, could it be that you can do it too?"
Ling Ju shuddered and moved closer to him, keeping a distance of about thirty centimeters on the sofa. "What's wrong with your flower? Why is it still so eerie? I always feel like someone is staring at me."
Yin Bolan looked at Chen Yun, then motioned Ling Ju to follow him to the backyard.
After the two stood up and left the living room, she felt the eerie gaze disappear.
Yin Bolan stood still in the yard, his tall figure standing under the willow tree, his brown hair, blue eyes and slightly pale face really made people feel pity for him.
He’s handsome, Ling Ju admitted.
"The seeds of this flower were cultivated by my mother herself. I don't know what she did, but I have been able to see the shadow of the flower since I was a child."
"I saw it too!"
"I know. I can see your shadow too."
Ling Ju didn't understand, "My shadow? You mean the shadow under the sun?"
"No, the real you."
Ling Ju's heart was pounding like a drum. "The real me? Yin Bolan, do you really know something? You said some strange things at the Yan family last time?"
"Shouldn't you deny it? Why are you asking me about it?"
"...Denial is something that was necessary at a certain time and place, but I don't think it's necessary now. Besides, I want to know what's going on."
Yin Bolan stroked the willow leaves and stretched in the sun, "I can only see your shadow, but I don't know why.
I tested you before because I thought you knew something and that you might be able to give me the answer, but these past few times I've discovered that you only know a little bit. You might not even know as much as I do."
Ling Ju felt confused after all the rambling. "Just tell me what's going on with your flowers first, and don't go off on tangents."
"My flowers are just ordinary plants, nothing special. These seeds were left by my mother, and I planted them to keep them in my memory. I don't remember exactly when, but I started to see their shadows, and sometimes I even feel that they are trying to talk to me, but I can't hear anything."
"Talking?" She actually heard it last time.
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