After the villain was reborn, he found out that he had a childhood sweetheart.

Record the sweetest moments between the only man she longs for in her life and the woman who is out of her reach and can only look up to.

Every time the shutter button was pressed, Lin Xiangling's heart ached, turning Lin Yun and Yu Sheng in the viewfinder into 2D imaging data in the memory card.

Why...does it hurt?

It wasn't a thrilling or sad scene. I was just helping my colleague and happened to be a witness to the scene. But why did it hurt?

Lin Xiangling felt that she had become really strange recently. For the first time, she gained something called friendship and met the best male and female friends in her life. She should be doubly happy, but she was very unhappy now. The inexplicable feelings that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time were almost about to burst out.

The hands holding the camera were shaking.

The pure and pretty face, with a little baby fat, had no expression, except for the corners of the lips that slowly moved downwards, revealing a hint of sadness.

She finally realized that her feelings towards Qianxi and Shengsheng were more than just envy, there was also a kind of jealousy that she had long been unwilling to admit.

Why is she unwilling to admit it? Because Lin Xiangling has been trying hard to be friends with the "three" of them. If she is jealous of Shengsheng or Qianxi, doesn't it mean that she actually doesn't care about the two childhood sweethearts? She only wants to be friends with Lin Yun, or in other words... she likes Lin Yun.

Lin Xiangling, what qualifications do you have to like Lin Yun? You two have an unequal relationship. Lin Yun is helping you so purely. If you distort this kindness into love between a man and a woman, wouldn't that cause trouble for Lin Yun?

Besides, her two childhood sweethearts were also very nice to her. Qianxi would teach her which brand of sanitary napkins sold in the supermarkets around the school were cheap and easy to use. Yu Sheng would give her thick math books to study and would correct her exercises.

Because of their supposed intimacy with Lin Yun, they became jealous and gnashed their teeth at the woman in the frame... Lin Xiangling, don't you think you are letting them down?

Is it because things have been going too smoothly recently that I am too proud?

"what happened?"

Awakening from the chaotic state of self-accountability, Lin Xiangling trembled violently and saw Yu Sheng standing in front of her with a concerned tone.

In those deep eyes, there is a young girl's happiness.

Lin Xiangling was a little shaky, but she forced herself to hold on and not lose her composure: "I'm fine... Here, your photos, the aunt just had diarrhea, I took them for her, wuwu, I don't know how to take pictures, so the pictures may not be good..."

Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly, took the camera, looked through all the photos, and was a little surprised: "Very good photos. Have you studied photography before?"

"No……"

"Then you are very talented in this area." Yu Sheng returned the camera, "Thank you."

"Well!"

Yu Sheng seldom praises others, so being praised by Yu Sheng showed that she did have something in this aspect. Lin Xiangling was a little happy, which to some extent offset the sadness in her heart.

The two of them went to the cabin next to the carousel and selected the best photos to have them printed.

After finding out that it was Lin Xiangling who took the photo, Yu Sheng couldn't help but pay attention to her status silently. He found that she was actually taking the photo very seriously, and made those moments particularly sweet.

it's wired.

In her opinion, it is impossible for Lin Xiangling to have no good feelings towards Lin Yun. Just put yourself in her shoes. A helpless genius girl was helped by a man at the most difficult time in her life, and this man is the type that the more you get to know him, the more you can appreciate his charm... In fact, there is no need to think from her perspective. Yu Sheng was the same back then. When she was a child, she closed herself up tightly. Lin Yun gently, patiently and forcefully removed all the wooden strips that Yu Sheng had sealed herself up with, and went straight in, making a mess of her deepest part.

From that moment on, Yu Sheng was destined to never let him go in this life.

But after taking those photos, Lin Xiangling was still so... calm.

Even helped with the selection.

If it were Yu Sheng, he would have run away in anger long ago.

After getting off the Trojan horse, Lin Yun went to buy marshmallows. He ran to the wooden house where photos were developed, holding a marshmallow in each hand, and immediately saw a camera hanging around Lin Xiangling's neck.

After asking clearly, Lin Yun looked at those beautiful photos and secretly sighed that the speed of the little pig's change was really beyond his imagination.

Integration into the team is just around the corner.

Actually, that’s not the case. Lin Xiangling just hid the inappropriate sadness in her heart.

How could she have the courage to destroy the hard-earned warm atmosphere? To be honest, Lin Xiangling was very content that the trio was willing to take her out to play.

It’s just, really sad.

57. I shouldn’t like him…

After a day of fun, Lin Xiangling was ready to leave. Lin Yun invited her to have dinner with him, but she said no.

She just wanted to get away from their laughter as soon as possible so that she could digest her emotions alone.

Lin Yun sent her to the entrance of the subway station. They walked into the passage, turned the corner, and passed the security gate. Lin Xiangling looked back and confirmed that she could no longer see Lin Yun. She breathed a long sigh of relief and was finally able to show her dejection without disguising it. She walked dejectedly, with the corners of her mouth and eyes drooping freely.

If Lin Yun saw this, he would definitely find out what was going on. With Lin Yun's meticulousness, he would always be able to discover the reason why she was sad. That would absolutely not be acceptable, as selfish jealousy would affect the relationship between Lin Yun and Qingmei... To take a step back, if Lin Yun knew that being intimate with Qingmei would make Lin Xiangling sad, would he hate her for that?

I think so.

Lin Xiangling never took Lin Yun's affection for her for granted.

On the contrary, since childhood, she has seen some girls with good conditions who often take the courtesy of others, especially boys, for granted. Lin Xiangling thinks that is ridiculous, just like if you don't pick up money when you go out, you will lose out.

She especially enjoyed Lin Yun's kindness to her, so she would cherish and protect it. If the atmosphere required it, she would force herself to smile even if she was sad.

Once on the subway, she no longer needed to force a smile, because no one here would care about her frustration.

Passengers on the subway often lower their heads to play with their mobile phones, or stare blankly. A very small number of fellow passengers whisper to each other, but no one pays attention to Lin Xiangling, who is holding the handrail in the corner with an unhappy expression.

It takes half an hour to get from Beicang International Art Center to where she rents, which is slightly closer than the school.

Unexpectedly, the weather changed drastically in just half an hour. It was raining heavily outside. Lin Xiangling didn't bring an umbrella, so she had to wait with many other people who also didn't bring umbrellas.

Night fell. After waiting for who knows how long, the others around began to get impatient, but Lin Xiangling remained calm. She would be in a daze when she returned to the rental house anyway. She probably wasn't in the mood to study tonight.

For her, it doesn't matter where she is. As the saying goes, licking her wounds will only speed up the healing process when she is at home.

But she has no home.

Her cell phone rang. It was the older sister who rented her a single room, asking her why she hadn't returned home yet so late.

"I was stuck at the subway entrance due to the rain."

"Silly boy, tell me earlier and I'll drive to pick you up."

The room was said to be "near" the terminus of the subway line, but in fact it took more than ten minutes to walk there. The monthly rent for a house within a few minutes' walk would be a bit more expensive, around 700 or 800 yuan, but where Lin Xiangling lived it was only 500 yuan.

She thought it was a good deal as she walked half an hour longer every day and saved two or three hundred yuan.

After all, her income is unstable at this stage. The money she earns from scholarships and part-time jobs is not stable. Saving money is important, and every bit she can save counts. Lin Xiangling doesn't expect any help from her parents. She just hopes that they won't make trouble or force her to go back to Hua'an County.

After a while, the older sister came. What she drove was certainly not a car, but a dirty electric bicycle. The older sister was covered in a bright yellow raincoat, with only her small face the size of a palm showing. Her facial features were very distinctive, and she had no makeup on. Her eyes and brows revealed fatigue that could not be concealed.

The older sister handed her an umbrella and a pack of tissues, and asked her to wipe the back seat clean before sitting on it and holding the umbrella.

Electric scooters are the most common means of transportation in urban villages. The streets here are narrow and the road conditions are poor. Electric scooters carrying people or goods are whizzing by everywhere.

My sister's car had been modified, and the motor had unlocked the speed limit of traffic regulations, allowing it to run at over 40 mph. Lin Xiangling arrived before she could react.

"I told you long ago that I'll pick you up when you come back so you don't have to walk."

"Well, I don't want to trouble Sister Chen Qila..."

"What's the problem with this, you twisted child..."

Chen Qila was about to start preaching, but suddenly she felt that her fatherly voice seemed too strong, so she smiled and waved her hand, said nothing more, and took out the key to open the door.

The house is not big, with one bedroom and two living rooms, a usable area of ​​36 square meters, and is clean and tidy.

It can be seen that the owner of the house has a wide range of literary and artistic interests. There are posters of movies and music albums on the walls, cheap but not tacky small ornaments and various interesting decorations can be seen everywhere.

Of course, this cannot conceal the nature of the self-built houses of farmers in the urban villages. The walls are too thin, the windows are leaky, and there is a strange damp smell coming from nowhere, which makes the living experience here not good.

The electric water heater is ready, and Lin Xiangling goes to take a shower.

Taking this opportunity, Chen Qila secretly went to the balcony to smoke, staring at the rain in a daze, and stepping on the iron carvings on the guardrail like an old aunt chatting at the village entrance.

At the age of 25, she is already at an age where she is often urged to get married if she returns to her hometown in the countryside. Although she does not feel that she is getting old, social perception is inevitably changing her mentality slowly.

I got addicted to smoking during a period of great stress. I want to quit, but I can't. At least I have to not smoke in front of Xiao Xiangling.

God have mercy on her, she is still a child!

Rainy days always make people feel depressed and bring back memories. Perhaps because she was thinking too much, Chen Qila did not notice the footsteps approaching her from behind. It was not until she heard a timid voice of "Sister Qila" that she suddenly became alert and hurriedly put out the cigarette.

"What's up?"

"No... Sister Qila, are you busy?"

"I'm busy as hell. Come here when you have time." Chen Qila smiled refreshingly, like the smell of green grass in the rain. "If you have something on your mind and want to talk to me, let's make something to eat and talk while we eat. Have you eaten yet?"

Lin Xiangling shook her head habitually, then nodded.

Chen Qila threw away the cigarette butt, went to the kitchen and cooked two bowls of clear soup noodles, added some vegetable leaves, and finally scooped a spoonful of her own pickled chili sauce from the glass jar in the cupboard and piled it on the noodles.

Lin Xiangling put her hands into her sleeves and stared blankly at Chen Qila busying around.

This was a very unusual situation for her. Normally, Lin Xiangling would at least come to lend a hand. As early as when she picked her up at the subway station, Chen Qila noticed that something was wrong with her.

As a senior who came to the city to work and the second landlord's confidant, Chen Qila decided to listen to Lin Xiangling's troubles.

"Slow down, don't burn yourself."

"Well……"

Lin Xiangling ate noodles with big mouthfuls.

She had a good appetite to begin with, and everything tasted delicious to her. She was also very hungry, so she finished her meal quickly. Her stomach made a rumbling sound, and she felt a little embarrassed.

Chen Qila laughed and pinched her cheeks: "So cute... Tell me! What troubles are you having? Have you been dumped by a bastard, or are you tired of him and want to find a new one?"

Lin Xiangling was speechless for a moment.

In fact, she and Chen Qila did not communicate much. The second landlord who sublet the room to her dressed up every night like the rock singers that Lin Xiangling had seen on TV when she was a child. She put on heavy makeup, went out in a hurry, came back drunk, and slept from dawn to dusk.

Lin Xiangling was subconsciously a little afraid of her.

It’s not that I maliciously speculate that Chen Qila is a bad person, it’s just that Chen Qila’s behavior is really similar to the group of gangsters that Lin Xiangling has seen in her hometown in the past.

She looks beautiful and flamboyant, does a suspicious and mysterious job, smokes and drinks, speaks her mind, is handsome and ruthless, and drives a modified electric car at night...

Today I rode Chen Qila's electric scooter and ate the noodles she cooked. I found that she is very different from the stereotype.

The noodles were cooked to the right softness and the chili sauce was delicious. Lin Xiangling felt a sour nose and wanted to cry.

"I...seem to have fallen in love with someone I shouldn't."

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58. I like this thing. There is no right or wrong.

"Someone I shouldn't like?"

"Um……"

Chen Qila shook her head repeatedly: "There is no right or wrong in liking someone. If you like someone, then just like them. It's not against the law."

"But……"

"Oh! I understand!" Chen Qila slapped her forehead, her expression turned funny.jpg, "Are you attracted to a married man?"

"No, he's not a married man..." Lin Xiangling blushed quickly. Wow, I should have expected that Sister Qila would say something embarrassing. This sister has always been outspoken. I remember when we were looking at houses, she praised her big and round breasts within five minutes of meeting her.

"That's the type of guy who's tall, rich, and handsome, a domineering CEO. Anyway, you don't think you're good enough for him, right?"

"...sort of."

"You are indeed a little abnormal. Most girls your age dream of meeting a prince, and everyone has princess syndrome. But you are talking about marriage like your mother is at the blind date corner in the park... You are only eighteen years old, sister! Is it your responsibility to consider whether you are a good match for him? If you like him, just chase him. Why are you talking so much nonsense!"

Chen Qila sneered and took out a cigarette as usual, even opening the lid of the lighter. Then she suddenly woke up and put it away awkwardly.

"Fuck, your hands are naughty... Don't learn from me, and don't smoke. I smoked too much and became stupid, which is why I ended up in this situation. Alas!!"

Lin Xiangling couldn't help but smile. What she admired about Sister Qila was that although she was in the same difficult situation as her, her attitude towards life was much more optimistic than her.

Perhaps it is because Lin Xiangling is obsessed with the idea of ​​realizing her dream through studying, and many things in life need to be taken seriously.

On the other hand, Chen Qila, in her own words, "just lives a life of eating and waiting to die."

Grabbing a cheap napkin bought online, Lin Xiangling wiped the noodle soup off her mouth and added, "I don't know if that counts as love. Um... I don't think so. We've only known each other for a month."

"Hey, that's rare!" Chen Qila grabbed the handle of her chopsticks and knocked on the table, commenting sharply, "These days, people who meet in a bar and take them to a hotel room after two hours all claim to be true love. Do you think one month is too short?"

"That's different..."

"Hahaha, I know. You're more conservative. I was just kidding."

Chen Qila's laughter was very bold, which reminded Chen Qila of the electric bike accelerating and overloading.