I've suffered so much, I want to look for it

Chapter Thirty

"Mr. Wang Lin?"

Bo Feifan felt the tired and warm embrace on his back. He held up the scallion oil noodle bowl with both hands and cried out in doubt.

"If you're really hungry, sit down first, and I'll wash you some fruit first."

Wang Lin gave a muffled hum. He watched Bai Feifan go to the refrigerator to get a few apples, his eyes gradually became blank.The other party still looked carefree. This kind of peaceful environment made Wang Lin feel nostalgic. He stood silently, looking at the back of Bai Feifan standing still in the kitchen, and rarely smiled. In the end, Bai Feifan cleaned the kitchen. The sound of water in the apple brought him back to his senses.

Bo Feifan had just washed an apple. He turned around and saw that Wang Lin was still standing there, but he didn't look as disappointed as when he first came in. He rolled his eyes and waved to Wang Lin.

"Mr. Wang Lin, go and sit for a while—"

Hearing this, Wang Lin gradually calmed down, and the anger caused by Fan Qiujing gradually dissipated in his heart. He responded, and instead of sitting in the living room, he walked around Bai Feifan's house casually.This is not the first time Wang Lin visited Bai Feifan's school district room, but it was the first time to watch it seriously.Bai Feifan's house is not big, the layout is extremely simple, and the layout is very warm. There are several reference books on pastry making on the small table in the living room. Bai Feifan has painted a lot of red lines on the catalogue. The corners were smoothed, as if Bai Feifan's soft hair had been smoothed out.

Wang Lin passed the living room, and finally stood in front of the balcony window. He looked at the endless city night scene downstairs, his face was extremely dull, and if it weren't for his eyes moving slightly, his emotional changes could not be seen at all.Wang Lin looked at it for a while, then walked to the potted plant placed on the balcony, and reached out to touch its leaves.

"It was planted today, isn't it beautiful?" As he spoke, a figure slowly came over, and Bai Feifan stood quietly beside Wang Lin. He fixedly looked at the potted plants, and did not touch the leaves like Wang Lin did. Instead, he smiled and poked Wang Lin's finger. "Although I don't know why Mr. Wang Lin is so disappointed, but... if you are unhappy, come over and have something to eat. There is nothing more comforting than delicious food."

Wang Lin had a cold expression at the beginning, but Bai Feifan kept poking his fingers with a smile, as if he couldn't help it, Wang Lin also smiled, his peach blossom eyes slightly curved.

The two were sitting in the living room, and Bai Feifan had already picked up the food preparation guide on the small table. He put two bowls of scallion oil noodles on the table, cut three washed apples, and put them on a small plate beside them. .The noodles with scallion oil are freshly made, and the spiciness and aroma explode at the moment of entrance. They are so delicious that they are beyond hope. Bai Feifan and Wang Lin each hold a bowl, and they watch the variety show on TV. While eating noodles.

The two people who were full were leaning on each other quietly. Bai Feifan didn't take the initiative to explore Wang Lin's secrets, and Wang Lin didn't know what he was thinking. The two quietly watched the star in the variety show and made the audience laugh. Infected by the laughter, Wang Lin and Bai Feifan also smiled a little. With a smile, Wang Lin hugged Bai Feifan tightly, and Bai Feifan felt Wang Lin's tightened fingers. He turned around and hugged Wang Lin voluntarily. Lin, patted Wang Lin's back hesitantly.

"Mr. Wang Lin..." Bai Feifei patted Wang Lin's back in a daze.

When the two had just parted ways, they obviously still had sweetness, and they didn't know what troubled Wang Lin had encountered during this period, which made him run over regardless.Bai Feifei was like a sensitive animal, feeling Wang Lin's concealed anger and grief, he didn't know what to do, so he could only comb his hair with his paws and pat his back.

Wang Lin laughed softly, he withdrew from Bai Feifan's arms, grabbed both sides of Bai Feifan's small round face with both hands, and asked. "Shall I paint your portrait?"

"Ah?" Bai Feifan's cheek was grabbed, he said vaguely. "Why... suddenly you want to draw..."

Bo Feifan was a little puzzled, but seeing Wang Lin's rare high spirits, Bo Feifan ran into the room briskly to cheer him up. He managed to find a 2B pencil and a piece of carrot-shaped eraser in the iron box. However, there was no sketch paper at home, but Wang Lin didn't mind. He randomly picked up the recipes on the small table in the living room, and doodled on the last blank page.

Wang Lin is indeed very talented in painting. He held the pencil casually, and looked up at Bai Feifan from time to time. Bai Feifan was so breathless. He clasped his hands cautiously, and looked up at Wang Lin shyly. smiled.

With just a few words, a young man with bright eyes appeared on the paper. Wang Lin carefully carved Bai Feifan's eyes, and used an eraser to highlight those star-like round eyes.

"Bai Feifan..." Wang Lin didn't stop brushing, "Do you think there will be troubles after death?"

I don't know why Wang Lin asked this question. Bai Feifei thought about it and asked, "Whether you have troubles or not, as long as you live well and don't commit suicide lightly, won't you have troubles?"

Wang Lin smiled. "People who are alive are not necessarily more relaxed than those who have passed away, nor are they necessarily less troubled than them. Sometimes they are left behind and have to face more things, and sometimes they cannot help themselves because of this. It is better for those who let go happy people."

"But, Mr. Wang Lin, maybe you think that people who leave without hesitation just don't have time to express their regrets..." Bai Feifei rubbed his fingers unconsciously. "Maybe they don't want to leave either. Everyone has their own people and things they are attached to, and they all have their own reluctance. It's like, you are unhappy now, but I don't want to make you unhappy."

Wang Lin's pen tip stopped. "Really, it's too stupid to foul, Bai Feifan."

Bai Feifan was taken aback, frowned, and jumped up abruptly. "Mr. Wang Lin!! I'm obviously very smart..."

Wang Lin, who was sitting, had already finished his painting. He turned the painting over, and Bai Feifan looked at himself smiling happily in the painting, and couldn't help showing a smile on his mouth.He treasured the cookbook used for painting, afraid of ruining the brushwork of the sketch, Bai Feifan closed the booklet and held it to his chest.

"Obviously, I wanted to make Mr. Wang Lin happy, but I didn't expect Mr. Wang Lin to give me a gift in the end."

Said, as if thinking of something, Bai Feifei smiled softly. "If Mr. Wang Lin doesn't go back to the dormitory today, then I'll give you a gift too."

Bo Feifei went into the room and took out his Grimm's fairy tales. "Reciprocity is courteous."

Wang Lin was still sitting on the sofa, and Bo Feifan silently opened the title page of Grimm's fairy tales. He looked at the fairy tale book with gentle eyes, and he was very grateful. After all, this was the first bond between him and Wang Lin.

Following Bai Feifei's brisk voice, Wang Lin gradually closed his eyes, and when he finished telling the first story, Wang Lin asked suddenly. "Bai Feifan, do you want to know my secret?"

The author has something to say: resume update (Master Rong next door has finished, welcome to jump into the pit)