Chapter 475: The Hand of the Executioner
She learned to kill her time on her own, to spend her time on other things when no one was around.
She learned to cook, she learned to make desserts, she learned the art of sugar, she learned to embroider.
She devotes her time to these things, and it makes her feel calm.
It's just that after being calm for a long time, she has forgotten how to have emotions.
Jian Yiling didn't know what else she could do when she was sad but to quietly wait for this sadness to dissipate by herself.
"Xiao Ling......" Zhai Yunsheng looked at Jian Yiling's lowered little face, his heart was touched by something, and the whole body softened.
He stretched out his hand, trying to brush away the sadness between her brows.
She never showed her emotions.
It's not that she's really emotionless, it's just that she's used to it.
Zhai Yunsheng asked Jian Yiling, "Is that why I'm good to you, and you're happy?" ”
"Hmm......" Jian Yiling did not deny it.
"Is that if I'm not angry, you won't be sad?"
"Hmm......" Jian Yiling frankly admitted.
Zhai Yunsheng's hand gently brushed Jian Yiling's hair.
She cared about him.
She cares about him.
It's just that she doesn't know how to express this relationship that is not related to her by blood.
It was as if she was born without a heart eye.
But she has feelings for him.
Although it is not necessarily love, she cares about him and really cares about him.
Zhai Yunsheng said to Jian Yiling: "Little fool, I'm not angry. ”
"I'm not stupid." Jian Yiling retorted.
"Well, you're not stupid, I'm stupid." Zhai Yunsheng admitted.
Although his little thing doesn't understand feelings very well, he is not in a hurry, as long as she has slowly begun to care, he can slowly teach her later.
Zhai Yunsheng gently held Jian Yiling's small hand in his palm.
The wide male palm can wrap Jian Yiling's small hand well.
The little hands were soft and white, without the slightest wound.
This is the part of Jian Yiling's body that she cares about the most, when others hit her, she would rather let others hit her in the face than pick it up.
Because her hands are her capital to live, she can't let her hands hurt.
"Hate?" Zhai Yunsheng asked Jian Yiling.
Jian Yiling shook her head, she didn't hate his hand touching hers.
"What about the others?"
"Grandma won't, second brother won't, Brother Yujie won't. Others, haven't tried. ”
Jian Yiling counted it carefully.
Zhai Yunsheng's palm holding Jian Yiling's small hand tightened uncontrollably.
He wanted to just hold on tightly, hold on tightly.
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Beijing, Zhai family.
Old man Zhai is in a good mood at this moment.
Because he had just identified one thing, one thing that was enough to wake him up laughing from his dreams.
It happened that Zhai Yunsheng returned home at this time.
Seeing Zhai Yunsheng sitting in the living room, Old Man Zhai said happily: "Yo, stinky boy, are you willing to come back?" ”
After the old man Zhai asked, he found that Zhai Yunsheng's face was silent and his eyes were deep.
What I drank was obviously water, but I had a sense of melancholy and sadness that I was drinking.
Old Man Zhai's face immediately turned bad, "What's wrong?" Is there something going on? ”
"How long will I live?" Zhai Yunsheng asked, his eyes did not look at Old Man Zhai, but looked into the distance.
"What kind of is asking? Of course you can live a long life! ”
"I'm serious." Zhai Yunsheng's tone was very serious.
He hadn't paid close attention to his physical condition all these years.