Muziliang was probably thinking about what happened today. He slowly turned his head and looked at her.
"You've been sleeping all day. I've cooked porridge. Would you like some?" Lin Yi asked.
“……” Muziliang didn't answer, just looked at her and closed her eyes.
Lin Yi guessed that he had some difficulty in speaking, so he stood up and left.
Muziliang was lying on the bed, which was different from the deep cold in the daytime. Now the room is very warm and there is no wind at all.
He didn't expect to survive.
He gave up his life and survived.
During his sleepy time, he had been dreaming about the picture of Ying Hannian jumping into the water to save him, which haunted his mind over and over again.
"Here comes the porridge."
Lin Yi sat down beside his bed, picked up a spoon, scooped up a mouthful of porridge and fed it to his lips.
Porridge is very thin, but it's not as light as water. It's very thick. It's warm in the mouth. Muziliang's stomach is much more comfortable when he drinks it.
He looked at Lin Yi spoon by spoon to feed himself, she said, "your arm has aggravated the injury this time, you must not move again, otherwise it will be difficult to do well."
"What about the others?"
Muziliang finally had the strength to ask, but his voice was very weak.
"He?"
Lin Yi was stunned.
Mu Ziliang stared at her for a long time. Lin Yi realized that he was referring to Ying Hannian and said, "I'm going to his mother's grave."
Before coming, Ying Hannian said that he would take her to see Ying Yongxi.
But he went to sweep the grave and didn't take her with him. She only knew after she asked the bodyguard. She understood that he had listened to her words on the yacht.
She said faintly and continued to feed him porridge. Mu Ziliang looked at her and suddenly said, "are you his man?"
“……” Lin Yi's hand pauses and almost knocks over the porridge. She looks at him and does not reveal a trace of expression on Qingli's face. "What did you say?"
"When you get here, he will protect you everywhere. He won't let anyone into the house, but he will let you live. There are two bodyguards standing outside the house where you sleep." Mu Ziliang leaned on the thick pillow and said, "I'm not blind. I can see it."
Lin Yi gave him a spoonful of porridge and said indifferently, "he and I are not what you think."
"You leaked the news that I was in s city." The old maple son called back a letter to you again, "I envy Cangzi."
Lin Yi sat there with her eyes drooping, a little flustered.
She put the bowl aside and wiped her hands with a paper towel to ease her panic. Before she knew how to deal with it, she listened to Mu Ziliang lying there and said, "you don't have to deny it. It's a matter for you young people. I don't have so much energy to study and think about it."
“……”
Lin Yi looked at him in surprise and couldn't believe that such words would come out of his mouth.
Muziliang is a person who doesn't like to speak too clearly. What does this mean? It means that she won't be bothered?
"Girl." Mu Ziliang sighed, "only when a person dies can he understand everything."
Lin Yi dropped her eyes. Naturally, she knew this feeling. She had died for a long time, but she didn't understand what he was thinking.
After thinking about it, she chose a more moderate topic and asked, "old man, have you reconciled with Ying Hannian?"
She did not talk about the relationship between herself and Ying Hannian, but only asked about him and Ying Hannian.
"Reconciliation? What's a settlement? "
Mu Ziliang asked, looking at her steadily.
Lin Yi sat there silent for a moment and said, "I can see that Ying Hannian didn't really want your life to take you to Shengsheng street."
"What did you say he wanted?"
Mu Ziliang asked.
"Confession, perhaps."
“……”
Hearing the speech, mu Ziliang's eyes stagnated and repented.
"From Lian man to Su Meining, to you, no one has ever repented for what he has done. You are superior. Of course, you don't think you are wrong." Lin Yi said with a bitter smile, "who is wrong? Is it Ying Yongxi? She's just a pure dancer, just a great and kind mother
Mu Ziliang looked at her and found that she was different from Ying Hannian. Ying Hannian's expression was cruel. She was different. Her voice was clear and light, but it hit the heart and hit the key.
He thought about the feeling of sinking in the water today, which is that there are so many people standing high above, people are the same in the face of death.
He closed his eyes and sighed slowly.
Lin Yi looked at mu Ziliang and found that he had changed. If she had said that before, he would have used that kind of noble tone to look down on everything in the world.
"Why should it be cold year, not Maple?"Mu Ziliang asked suddenly.
Lin Yi was stunned and didn't understand what he meant.
"Why did you choose him over my eldest grandson?" Mu Ziliang asked, "look at his protection for you. You can't see the right eye this time, can you?"
It must have been involved for a long time.
Now think about it, it's good that the two children are hiding under his eyes, and he hasn't found them all the time.
Lin Yi frowned, "I said, he and I are not what you think. I have nothing to do with your herdsmen."
"If you are willing to reveal my news to him instead of Xianfeng, the balance in your heart is crooked." Mu Ziliang said slowly, it was hard to say too much.
“……”
Lin Yi was choked by what he said and couldn't think of anything to refute.
"Just tell me. Don't worry. I won't move you, let alone the Lin family." He added, giving her a dose of centrifugation.
Lin Yi pursed her lips and was quiet for a long time before she said, "he once made me feel sad."
Lingmo is ambiguous.
Mu Ziliang is obviously not satisfied with this answer, "envy maple is also a young age hurt, he is not enough to make people distressed?"
Lin Yi looked at him and didn't know whether he was asking her or himself.
"Originally, one's feelings are all based on one's heart. It's impossible to make a concrete comparison between the two." Lin Yi hesitated and said, "if we have to make a comparison, it may be Ying Hannian has feelings besides hatred. Mu Xianfeng has no feelings besides hatred. At least, feelings are not his first priority. "
Mu Ziliang didn't expect the little girl to give him such an answer. He couldn't help saying, "sometimes it's easier to get things done without feelings, isn't it?"
"People have feelings, but not feelings It's a machine. "
She said.
“……”
Mu Ziliang's eyes were shocked and he turned to look at her. There was thinking in his eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he said, "you go down first. I want to be alone."