Queen, Forced Marriage

The atmosphere dropped to a freezing point in an instant. Lin Zikui promised that she had been a writer for so many years and that she had seen a lot of people and had never been to any occasion, but it was the first time she encountered such an embarrassing incident.

However, Liao Yunshu was also very wronged. He was hurt by love and traveled to other places. He did not want to be disturbed by the people and affairs of his hometown. Moreover, it was only two years ago. How did he know that Fang Yiai moved out of Fang's house and Lin Zi early? Aoi went to live, so she only brought gifts for Fang's family.

But the good education he had received since childhood made him so embarrassed that he wanted to find a place to sew. To put it bluntly, Liao Yunshu belongs to the kind of obedient boy like the big brother next door. The gift-giving scene made everyone unable to get off the stage. It was a good idea to enter the door to have a good time and leave a good impression on Fang's parents, but now it is misleading.

"That... I didn't expect that Writer Lin was there, haha..."

Seeing that smirking face, Lin Zikui wanted to take off the slippers she was wearing on her feet and greet the boyfriend. He also called writer Lin to make everyone familiar.

"Hehe...yes, it was quite unexpected...hehe."

Fang Yiai and Lin Zikui have been together for so many years, and the first time I knew that this person still had such a hard and hypocritical smile, you can see that the corners of his mouth were twitching! However, the writer Lin did not blow his hair on the spot, and Her Majesty the Queen was already very pleased.

Fang's father and Fang's mother looked at the scene so stretched that they couldn't be stretched anymore. Seeing the right time to let everyone sit down, the food would be cold for a while but it wouldn't be delicious, but the other three people were silently clamoring, "This dish is not cold today." It's not delicious either."

"Come to Xiaoai, I remember you love bamboo shoots the most."

As soon as I went to the table, Fang’s father finished expressing his inner feelings and the gratification that several children have grown up for so many years. As the head of the family, he announced the order that everyone can start. Liao Yunshu immediately went to Fang Yi’s bowl. Pick dishes.

What's this? □□ Declaring war naked, just this chopsticks Fang family all took a breath, and couldn’t help turning the optical disc on Lin Zikui’s face. What was strange was that there was no ups and downs, a good thing. As if I didn't see it, still eating the food in the play for himself, it was simply abnormal.

If this matter were left before, Lin Zikui would have cleaned up Young Master Liao's family long ago, otherwise Her Majesty the Queen would not give Lin Zikui a confession over and over again before eating.

Now seeing the calm writer Fang Yiai who can’t be calm, she feels flustered. Is it true that she has changed her **** when she has a child?

When I was wondering what Lin Zikui was causing, I didn't expect that writer Lin suddenly picked bamboo shoots and put them in Liao Yunshu's bowl, and then ate his own. All the movements were done in one go, and it was so natural that it couldn't be more natural, and Fang Yiai quickly made Fang Yiai think she was dazzled.

Looking at the bamboo shoots in his bowl, Liao Yunshu frowned in doubt. What does this mean? It’s not poisonous. He has been cleaned up by Lin Zikui not once or twice. He has lingering fears, but thought that Fang Yiai would eat exactly the same. So there should be no problem. I thought of picking up the vegetables in the bowl and putting them in my mouth: "Thank you Zikui!"

"Snapped"

Unexpectedly, the writer added another piece of voice just after he fell in the forest, and his actions were as natural as before. What does this mean, come again?

But when he looked up, he saw Fang's parents and Fang's weird look with expectation, so think about it, let's eat. Just put it in the mouth, "pop", here it comes again!

This Lin Zikui's way of manipulating people is really strange. Seeing this posture, he planned to feed Liao Yunshu to death on the table at noon today, so anxious that Fang Yiai lifted his foot on someone's leg and warned with eyes. Receiving Fang Yiai's signal, Lin Zikui immediately closed her hand with heart and soul, and did not continue, but her slumped mouth expressed her dissatisfaction to Her Majesty the Queen, and then she ate the vegetables happily.

This made the old couple sitting above breathe a sigh of relief. Originally, this Liao Yunshu Ming knew that her daughter had a famous flower and still stubbornly bit on it. Even before the stool was warm, he anxiously served Fang Yi'ai with vegetables. In Lin Zikui's eyes, it naturally became a provocation. No wonder Lin Zikui was not angry.

I didn’t want to talk to Liao Yunshu, but the phone in my pocket rang at this moment. I rolled my eyes at a nerd opposite me, and then I was willing to look down at my phone screen. It’s okay not to look at it. Almost not scared to death, the word "pig's head" was displayed strikingly, but after only a few sounds, he hung up.

Fang Yiai was sitting next to her. Her Majesty naturally saw it, but for what to say, Lin Zikui’s great joy in life is to give others the nickname. It was an accident of Lin Ma and her old husband and mother, all kinds of things. Fang Yiai’s nickname will always make Fang Yiai confused. She often asks Writer Lin, you should give others so many nicknames, do you remember who is who?

When the screen showed that the call had been hung up, Lin Zikui immediately looked up at Fang Yiai in a panic, and then at other people, and found that everyone was chatting with Liao Yunshu without a word, this time I put it down. Heart comes.

After that, most of the vulgar plots in the TV series were similar, and Liao Yunshu did not do any "irrational" actions.

Lin Zikui doesn't have that idle time to mess up! All I thought about was the phone call just now. Originally, Fang Yiai asked her to go back. Writer Lin replied with a guilty conscience that his friend asked her to go out to play. It didn't matter much, and he would go back later. Naturally, with the guests, Fang Yiai is not good to go on.

"Pig Tou" was Qin Rulan's phone number in the past. Lin Zikui has not been willing to delete it. After all, the past was still part of her life, and she was very grateful to Qin Rulan. But she often didn't expect Qin Rulan to still keep this number, keeping their memories, and still using this number to call her today, the shock in her heart was not a little bit.

When the lunch was over, Liao Yunshu chatted with the Fang family, old and young, although Lin Zikui stayed beside him with a smile on his face, he didn't hear a word.

It was hard to hope that the young man from the Liao family was about to leave and it was time for dinner again, so that our Lin writer never had the opportunity to call back and ask Qin Rulan what happened.

Qin Rulan held the phone card that she had sealed for five years in her hand tightly last night. Lin Zikui still hasn't called her in the past few days, but she looks at her mobile phone a lot more often than before. Although she didn't want to admit it, she knew in her heart that even though she knew that Lin Zikui had a loved one by her side, she still had hopes for her and had illusions about this lost relationship. Qin Rulan also understood that such a thing was not. It happened.

But the relationship between her and Lin Zikui is not finished in a few words. After more than ten years of company, even if only three years of love, Lin Zikui has occupied 90% of her 25 years. It's friendship, love, and more family affection. Even if Lin Zikui has someone around her now, can that person spend more time with her than her?

How can her love for Lin Zikui be understood by others, can it be broken if she breaks it off, but now she doesn’t want to embarrass the person she loves, she understands Lin Zikui’s character very clearly, that person is always She would rather let herself suffer than hurt the one she loved a little bit. She always strives for perfection like this and thinks a lot.

Sitting in the room until dawn, until the middle of the day, hanging up high in the sky, did she finally pluck up the courage to change to the previous number and go to the phone, but she hung up in a panic after those few sounds. Qin Rulan still felt wrong and resented herself. While cowardly, he shook his head with a wry smile, laughed at his undeserved miss, laughed at his deserving pain, all to blame, she was responsible for the present scene. Guessing that going to the phone directly like this will cause too much interference for Lin Zikui, if she is busy? What if it’s not convenient for her to pick it up? What if she is with that person?

Thinking back to her happy time with Lin Zikui, the two people were so beautiful in the young and shy years. She always thought that they would have many beautiful things, but the facts are full of memories and self-blame. With the whole mind, I sat motionless again. This time I sat from day to night without eating or drinking. When I felt hungry, I found that the room was dark and I couldn't see anything.

I stood up and put down the mobile phone I held in my hand for a day. The thing never heard of Lin Zikui's return. He walked to the French window with a trace of frustration, and raised his hand from the top of the head along the black green silk to the ends of the hair. . Hollow eyes looked out the window. Because the night was too dark, the pedestrians and vehicles on the street looked so lonely at this time, just as her thin figure became more and more lonely by the night.

But when the tears fell, I received the ringing of the phone, and my godless eyes gathered hope for a moment, and quickly turned around and ran, took the phone that I had placed aside and put it in my hand again, and the tears in my eyes seemed to break. The beads of the thread generally have no end. Qin Rulan's trembling lips, she couldn't believe that what was displayed on the screen was "Lin Da Bastard". The dark room looked beautiful because of the faint light of the mobile phone.