Lin Shishen rubbed his sour eyes. For a while, he gently vomited and pulled back his normal and rational mood.

"Lulu, I'm sorry. I haven't controlled my mood very well. Today... I met a little too many things today."

The mood came too much and too fierce. He didn't tidy up well for a time. He always swam on the edge of tension and the bottom line.

"So..." Shi Li paused across the street. Finally, he sighed slightly and muttered, "forget it, let you go this time."

She cleared her throat, "well, Lin Shishen, I won't tell you. My role will arrive later. I'm going out to work overtime in the evening. So the game can't be played. "

"Ah... Are you leaving?" Lin Shishen was a little nervous. "Did I make you unhappy?"

"I'm not unhappy."

I don't know why, Lin Shishen had a nervous voice. It seemed that something was gently stirring her heart strings, which made her a little sad for the first time.

She can't understand Lin Shishen's mind, but she just feels too familiar, but she feels a little sour.

He looked a little careful, which made her feel very familiar.

So Shi Li, who never explained, was a little softhearted for the first time. He whispered, "I'm not unhappy. Lin Shishen, it's hard for me to be unhappy, so you don't have to be so careful in the future."

"As long as you are yourself or you, I won't leave you."

After a pause, she remembered the stem she had just joked, and a faint smile appeared on her face: "and just said you and zens, I'm so obviously joking, and you really believe it."

"As I said before, I don't like zens. Smoking boys are not cute. I chose you at the beginning, Lin Shishen, it was just you. Even if zens is better and more powerful, it's impossible to see her more. "

"At least in this world, put you and anyone on the same scale."

"I'll always lean towards you."

Shi Li didn't lie. In this plane, no matter for what reason, her most important core point is always Lin Shishen.

So to some extent, in fact, there is no need to worry about her leaving. Even if she is not happy, the most abusive male leader and shaking off her hand have never appeared in her excellent mission history.

At least, Yu Gong is.

But these words, God knows how much ironing, like a small cotton padded jacket in winter, a small heater in the snow, and a clear spring in the desert.

From head to toe, from top to bottom, are warm and appropriate.

Want to cry.

Lin Shishen desperately opened his eyes. He didn't want his eyes to know what the accumulated salty and wet liquid rolled down. He tried his best to hold it back.

"Deer..."

He was hoarse and wanted to say something, but he found that the person opposite didn't know when he was offline.

Has become a black and gray name, smiling in place.

The deer is gone.

Lin Shishen squeezed his fist for a moment and let go of it.

When he pressed the brim of his hat and wanted to get up and leave, he suddenly felt something falling behind him.

Slightly stunned, looking back, a small piece of paper fell from the brim of his sweater.

Falling lightly in the palm of my hand, my pupils shrink sharply at the moment I see the handwriting.

Patter

A piece of paper was dense, and a trace of prison wet gradually enlarged the beautiful words written on it.