Chapter 47: chapter 47

Tang Shumi raised her chin, trying to look into his eyes.
She was held in Ji Linchen's arms and pressed too close, even if her chin touched his chest, she could only see Ji Linchen's slender neck.
The Adam's apple slid slightly, Tang Shumi held her breath, waiting for his answer.
The shining black eyes overflowed with anticipation, and at the same time there was tension mixed with fear.
Ji Linchen is still keeping his eyes closed, his long and dense eyelashes are distinct and fascinating. He leaned his head forward, his thin chin resting on top of her head.
The movements were very light, and Tang Shumi felt the weight from the top of her head, inexplicably relieved.
She wanted to look up again, but was held back by Ji Linchen.
Now, even the Adam’s apple is invisible.
His faint minty smell was all in his breath.
"What do you mean by liking?" Ji Linchen pondered for a moment, then opened his lips lightly.
His voice was not as deep as in the past, but rather clear, like a clear spring in the empty valley.
Tang Shumi's eyelashes flickered twice, her shining eyes suddenly became sad.
She was very disappointed. After the disappointment, she was relieved and comforted herself that this was the real Ji Linchen.
A capitalist who is cold, self-sufficient, considerate, and will not be trapped by emotions.
It is too difficult for him to say the word like.
She raised her hand and gently pushed on his chest, trying to get away from him.
Ji Linchen felt her obvious resistance and pressed her right hand on her shoulder, not only forbidden her to move back, but took her into his arms instead.
Closer than before, Tang Shumi's face hit his shoulder directly.
"Unhappy?" Ji Linchen opened his eyes and looked down.
Of course he was upset, and finally mustered up the courage to ask him if he liked her. In Tang Shumi's mind, this is an alternative confession.
The underlying meaning is: I like you, do you like me?
Do not answer whether you like it or not, but instead ask you "What does it mean to like?"
What the hell, it's better to say "I don't like it." and immediately put it to death.
Tang Shumi said frankly: "Not happy."
She would not explain to him what it means to like.
Listening to her sour tone, Ji Linchen curled up the corners of her lips and chuckled suddenly.
Is he still laughing? !
Tang Shumi squeezed her fist in despair and punched his left arm.
The strength is not great, but not too small.
A few seconds after the beating, Tang Shumi realized that his left hand was still in a plaster.
"Ji Linchen." She pursed her lips: "...Do you hurt?"
Ji Linchen endured the pain and said, "It doesn't hurt."
Tang Shumi grieved: "You said you want to get married this morning, and now you are asking me "What is like?" Don't you know that only two people like each other to get married?"
After saying this, Tang Shumi was the first to be silent.
The marriage of a wealthy family does not need to be liked at all, it only needs to have commercial value.
After a moment of silence, Ji Linchen said: "I have never been in love."
So I don’t understand the little girl’s likes or not.
For him, rhetoric is not as good as actual action.
Saying that you like it, it is better to buy world famous paintings and handed down jewelry and hold them in front of her.
Tang Shumi was shocked by his phrase "I have never been in love", so a white light burst in his mind.
Ji Linchen didn't even fall in love?
Was it the first time on the night of the engagement?
Two questions flashed across his mind quickly, and Tang Shumi dialed the high tone: "Impossible!"
When Ji Linchen was in school, she was definitely the one who was in school. She dared to use "the dream of a billion-dollar girl" to describe how the relationship history could be blank. Even if his feelings are weak, there is nothing cold and self-sustaining in adolescence.
"Otherwise?" Ji Linchen raised his eyebrows, smiling.
Tang Shumi thought for a while and said, "There are at least ten girlfriends."
Ji Linchen covered her head with his palm, and said in a faint voice: "You are the only one at the moment."
Tang Shumi couldn't help but jumped up, and he started to set off fireworks in his heart. The corners of his mouth drooped down, and the tone was flat, "Who believes?"
Ji Linchen said helplessly: "Believe it or not, I am the only one."
Tang Shumi snorted: "Then I'm different from you, I talked before you--" She picked up her fingers and started counting, but Ji Linchen grasped it.
"Don't count." Ji Linchen said: "There is one in elementary school, but none in junior high school or university."
Tang Shumi: "..."
"The elementary school guy dumped you."
Tang Shumi: "..."
"Relax, I will not despise you just because you have gained weight."
Tang Shumi: "..."
Grass, he knows everything.
At that time, I was young and didn't understand anything. I was crazy brainwashed by Qiong Yao's drama. I wanted to talk about an unswerving love all day long.
It happened that the tablemate looked handsome and fit her aesthetics, so he asked him if he would be her boyfriend.
The same table shook his head frantically: "If I remember correctly, you only took the 10th in the class in the mid-term exam. I don't like fools."
Tang Shumi, who was wearing a croissant braid, took a deep breath, took out a few hundred-yuan bills from his schoolbag, and photographed them in his workbook, proudly: "Be my boyfriend, all these belong to you."
The same table quietly put away the money and nodded.
As a result, she had a "boyfriend". After a few days, she found that this "boyfriend" was no different from the same table. At most, she copied her homework and forced her to copy.
Tang Shumi didn't care, and gradually forgot that she was her "boyfriend" at the same table.
Ten years old is the age of growing body. During that time, her appetite skyrocketed. With two bowls of rice every meal, she magnificently gained ten pounds in one month.
Finally one day, the same table couldn't help it, and took out a large amount of change that had been accumulated for a long time from the bag.
"Return the money to you, so I don't want to be a fat girl's boyfriend!"
Tang Shumi's self-esteem was trampled on like this for the first time, she asked for it!
She was so angry that she didn't eat much for a month, and then she lost weight again gorgeously.
Since then, she has paid special attention to her figure, until now, her weight does not exceed 45kg.
Although she didn't know the name of her tablemate in elementary school for a long time, what he said at the beginning is still vivid.
"Ji Linchen, are you investigating me?" Tang Shumi raised her eyebrows, her voice cold.
Ji Linchen said: "I care about you."
"Huh!" Tang Shumi pouted, "Then what else do you know?"
Ji Linchen frowned for a while and said, "The third grader cried all day because of bedwetting."
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"In fourth grade—"
Tang Shumi raised her hand to cover his mouth: "Don't talk!"
Unexpectedly, his lips turned out to be very soft and slightly moist, making her palms itchy.
Tang Shumi was stunned for a while before letting go.
"Doesn't anyone confess or send a love letter to you?" In order to break the embarrassment, Tang Shumi changed the subject.
Ji Linchen said honestly: "Yes, but very few."
"Rarely?" Tang Shumi couldn't believe it, "Why?"
The love letters she received from childhood can fit a whole box.
"do not know."
Tang Shumi frowned, thought for a while, and asked him: "What did you do when you received the love letter?"
"I won't accept it."
"Someone will sneak into your schoolbag or desk." She got most of her love letters in this way.
Ji Linchen said coldly: "There is such a situation."
Tang Shumi: "Then what did you do?"
"threw."
"..." Tang Shumi said, "No wonder there are very few, who dare to send it, asking for boring."
Ji Linchen smiled faintly, and his voice was a little charming: "You can try."
"Ji Linchen, dream about you!" Tang Shumi groaned and glared.
He rubbed the palms on top of his head gently, full of pampering.
Tang Shumi didn't chat anymore, and the ward suddenly fell silent.
Just when she was about to close her eyes and fall asleep, a low-pressure voice suddenly came from her ear.
"Shu Mi." Ji Linchen called her name.
Tang Shumi opened her eyes reluctantly, tired: "What's the matter?"
His Adam's apple slid up and down slightly, and his voice was soft as a feather brushed her ears: "You just asked me if I like you."
Tang Shumi pushed him away, lay flat, and said angrily.
Ji Linchen let her leave her arms, half propped up with her right elbow.
With the moonlight coming through the window, she could see her fluttering eyelashes, shining eyes, and the corners of her lips hanging down slightly.
Tang Shumi was a little confused by him, until he was gently kissed on the forehead.
The heart suddenly stalked, unlike the softness felt in the palm of the hand, it was warm on the forehead.
Maybe it was too sudden, or maybe this kiss had a different feeling from the past, which made Tang Shumi feel dreamy.
After a long time, the soft lips left his forehead.
"I like you, not just." He said: "I want to build a castle, give you a home, and let you be my little fairy forever without care."
It was the first time that Tang Shumi heard someone confess her to her, and she was moved to the point of tears falling down her eyes: "Ji Linchen - I like you too."
Ji Linchen retracted his hand behind her head and wiped away the teardrops rolling down her face with his fingers.
"I'm afraid." Tang Shumi sobbed: "I'm hurt and afraid of getting married."
Ji Linchen patted her on the back like a child.
After crying for a long time, Tang Shumi came over. Her tears were always shallow, as she had been since childhood.
"Except for that trash boyfriend at the same table, I've never been in love, and I became engaged to you after graduation." At this point, she narrowed her mouth aggrievedly: "You were a stranger to me at the time, inexplicably I rolled the sheets with you, and when you finished rolling, you left me and went abroad, but now you are running to say you want to give me a home."
Ji Linchen said calmly: "My fault."
"Of course it's your fault!" Tang Shumi sniffed.
Ji Linchen coaxed softly: "Stop crying, you will be the biggest in our family in the future, you will be what you say."
"That's what Tang Guohai said to his mother at the time, saying that he would love her forever." Tang Shumi revealed her thoughts to him for the first time: "My mother believed me stupidly, but what is the end?
"I thought about it before I got engaged to you, and I must never have feelings for you." Tang Shumi sighed, "I still couldn't control myself."
Ji Linchen's face was a little dark: "I am not Tang Guohai."
"I know." Tang Shumi tried to stop her tears: "You are different from him. I believe you will be nice to me, but I just don't want to get married.
Tang Shumi looked at him steadily: "Very hypocritical, right?"
Ji Linchen said, shaking his head: "Not hypocritical."
"What to do?" Tang Shumi said bitterly: "I'm so entangled and sad."
Ji Linchen frowned. The problem was that she had never been loved since she was a child and was seriously insecure.
So I said I believed him, but I didn't believe it in my heart.
An idea flashed through my mind, which was extremely feasible.
Ji Linchen looked at her quietly and coaxed: "Shu Mi, let's start from the beginning."
"How to start from scratch?" Tang Shumi was confused.
He opened his thin lips slightly, and uttered word by word: "Talk, fall in love, love."
The author has something to say: It’s so sweet that he wants to make a knife.
It is expected to be completed within 25w