long love becomes ill

Chapter 1658 Growing Wanton in Your Heart (33)

As if something was deliberately sealed up, not daring to touch it, the moment Lin Ziyu approached, Mingzheng's mind went blank.

The man approached, and the high bridge of his nose pressed against her. Her eyes dimmed, and she felt the man's hot lips crushing her forcefully and savagely, with a familiar dizzying aura.

Mingzheng trembled slightly, her eyelashes trembled slightly, those long memories rolled up little by little, and were suppressed by her again.

Lin Ziyu carried her to the living room, saw that her face was pale, reached out and touched her forehead, then went to the refrigerator to get two bottles of ice water.

The man unscrewed the bottle cap, raised his head and took a sip of ice water, letting the ice water extinguish the hot flame he was burning. After calming down the restlessness in his heart, he sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and spoke in a leisurely posture: "You terminated the contract with your previous company?"

Mingzheng clutched the pure water in her arms, relieved her tension, and nodded, she couldn't see Lin Ziyu at all now, this man had changed too much except that he was as elegant and gentle as when he was young.

"Have you broken up with your ex-boyfriend too?" Lin Ziyu asked coldly.

Mingzheng frowned and did not explain, she and Xia Ye have never been boyfriend and girlfriend, but the way Lin Ziyu questioned made her very uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry about the scandal, is there anything I can do for you?" Mingzheng said in a low voice.

The man's amber pupils were dim, looking at her fair and small face, compared to when she was young, except for her appearance, her personality was no longer so innocent, she was quieter and calmer, and nothing else seemed to have changed much. .

It seems like they were separated only yesterday.

The man withdrew his gaze and said coldly, "Cook me dinner."

Ming Zheng froze for a moment.

"Can't cook?"

A trace of sarcasm flashed across the man's eyes, as if mocking her for being an ignorant young lady.

Mingzheng bit her lip and said, "I can read the recipes."

Lin Ziyu nodded lightly, and then said: "You can buy vegetables online, I will go to the study to do research first."

After the man finished speaking, he got up and went into the study. Mingzheng looked at his slender back, unable to regain his senses for a long time.

They have been separated for many years, and now the reunion relationship is also very complicated and chaotic. She can't tell what the relationship between the two is now. They are not friends or lovers, but Lin Ziyu casually asked her to come to his place and eat her. do the meals.

Mingzheng couldn't figure out what he was thinking, thinking that she was the one who got him involved in the scandal, turned on her phone and searched for recipes, she could only cook instant noodles, but she still remembered the food she ate at Lin Ziyu's house when she was studying .

Mingzheng picked out a few home-cooked dishes that looked easy to make, and then ordered some ingredients online, waiting for them to be delivered to their door.

An hour later, the courier came to the door with a bag full of ingredients.

Mingzheng went into the kitchen, opened the cupboard, and found that although he didn't cook, Lin Ziyu's kitchen had everything he needed, including an oven, all kinds of seasonings and sauces were neatly stored in the cupboard, and there were many dishes and chopsticks. They are neatly arranged and all of the same color.

This man's obsessive-compulsive disorder has always been serious.

Mingzheng laughed unconsciously, remembering that when he was cooking in that cramped and small kitchen, she would occasionally come over to help, being a hardworking bee and admiring the boy's appearance in a way, but now she seems to be here Pay off the debt.

"There are clean aprons in the drawer." The man's deep and hoarse voice sounded.

Mingzheng turned her head suddenly in fright. Lin Ziyu stood at the door of the kitchen at some point, with her hands folded over her shoulders. Her handsome and gentle face was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, making her look even more gentle and elegant.

Mingzheng's eyes fell on his smooth jaw and sexy thin lips, her cheeks became hot, she subconsciously looked away, and nodded.

She lowered her head and searched in the kitchen cupboard. The more she searched, the more messy she searched.

The man pursed his lips and sneered, walked in, then leaned over and took out a gray apron from the drawer under the oven, and handed it to her.

"Will you send it?" Lin Ziyu leaned against the refrigerator door and said lightly.

"Hmm." Mingzheng fastened her apron, tied up her long hair, revealing her delicate face, and the air was silent for a moment.

"Have you been staying in the imperial capital all this time?" Mingzheng took out all the ingredients and randomly searched for topics.

Lin Ziyu took off the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, put them away carefully, and said indifferently: "The second year after you immigrated, I went to Huada University to study, and I stayed for a long time, so I didn't go anywhere else. "

Mingzheng's ears perked up slightly, a little surprised, he won the IMO gold medal that year, why did he come to Hua University to study in the second year?
Mingzheng took a look at him, and saw that he looked silent with downcast eyes, unusually indifferent, obviously the two were close at hand, but she had the feeling that the other was far away from her, and all the words she wanted to ask were blocked in her throat.

How have you been all these years?How is grandma?She couldn't ask anything, because there were too many minefields between the two of them, and if one accidentally exploded, both sides would be covered in bruises.

Lin Ziyu came forward, took the potato in her hand, and asked, "What do you want to cook with the potato?"

"Hot and sour potato shreds." Mingzheng said, seeing that the other party's slender jade fingers had cleaned the potatoes, and began to gracefully peel and shred the potatoes.

"Is Ireland fun?" The man asked lightly.

"So-so." Mingzheng was taken aback when he saw him take out the knife smoothly.

"Stay in an ordinary place for eight years?" Lin Ziyu's lips curled up in a sarcastic arc, shredded the potatoes and put them on a plate, and then went to get the ingredients next to him, "I'll prepare the ingredients, and you cook."

"Well, good." Mingzheng was not very good at cooking, and he is still at a loss. The phone is full of recipes. Seeing that Lin Ziyu is coming to help, he is relieved, but somehow feels that there is an extra person in the kitchen. , seems cramped and oppressed a lot.

Mingzheng has no idea about grocery shopping. He basically buys whatever he wants, so he buys a lot of ingredients. In ten minutes, Lin Ziyu has already plated five dishes and stewed an old hen she bought.

"The chicken soup has been stewed for a long time." The man said lightly, "You cook."

"Okay." Mingzheng hurried forward, but Lin Ziyu didn't move away. The man washed his hands carefully three times with hand sanitizer, and then stood aside, instructing her to cook.

"Put the oil first, and when the pan is hot, put pickled peppers and shredded peppers, and then shredded potatoes..."

Mingzheng was in a hurry, like a primary school student, what Lin Ziyu said, what she did, and then a plate of hot and sour potato shreds was horribly fried, with too much soy sauce and vinegar, and it was burnt.

"It seems that I can't eat it." Mingzheng said with an innocent and frustrated expression.

The man's gaze fell on her embarrassed little face, and the corners of his lips rose up in a hurry, and then quickly pressed down again, taking a bite with the chopsticks.

"Can you eat it?" Mingzheng asked with bright eyes.

"It's edible." Lin Ziyu said lightly, "Continue cooking."

Mingzheng smelled the vinegary potato shreds, and said weakly, "Why don't I invite you out for dinner."

"I want to eat at home." The man said lightly, and put the gold-rimmed glasses in her hand.

In the end, Lin Ziyu personally went into battle and fried the remaining dishes.

Mingzheng watched the man easily prepare a table full of delicious dishes, and then placed the dish of hot and sour potato shreds she fried in the center of the table. He couldn't say a word, and restrained himself from throwing the dish away. impulse.

She didn't cook rice, Lin Ziyu cooked two bowls of instant noodles, and then put them in big bowls, one bowl for each person.

Mingzheng secretly picked up the potato shreds that he fried with chopsticks, and was almost overwhelmed by the smell of vinegar. Seeing that Lin Ziyu was still eating the potato shreds, he felt complicated, so he held down his chopsticks and said impulsively, "Don't eat it, you can't eat it at all." eat. '

The gentle and cold man put down his chopsticks, with a strong taste of vinegar in his mouth, he said lightly, "I like sour ones."

Jealousy mad, but can't say anything.

"You used to have a very bland taste." Lin Ziyu didn't like spicy food or sour food. She liked sweet food. At that time, in order to take care of her taste, Lin Ziyu specially learned Jiangsu and Zhejiang cuisine. a spoonful of sugar.

"People's tastes will change." The man raised his eyes, his amber pupils were fixed on her, his expression was very calm.

"It seems to be that I used to like sweet food, but later I like spicy food." Mingzheng smiled embarrassingly.

A spoonful of sugar was put in each dish, and the man who was cooking Jiangsu-Zhejiang cuisine stiffened unconsciously, the corners of his lips were drawn into a line, and his gentle and gentle facial features also looked sharp.

Mingzheng, who had eaten a meal, was restless. She subconsciously noticed that the other party was in a bad mood, and that it suddenly became bad without warning.

After eating, Mingzheng went to wash the dishes, she is not good at cooking, but these housework can still be done.

Lin Ziyu didn't say anything. The man has a cleanliness habit. Maybe he felt that there was oily smoke from cooking, so he went to take a bath directly.

After washing the dishes, Lin Ziyu was still in the bathroom, and Mingzheng couldn't leave directly. Seeing that the door of the study room was open and the lights in all the rooms were turned on, he walked into the study room after thinking about it.

The study room is much more popular than the bedroom and living room. It is decorated in cool tones, and the cabinets are full of books and trophies and certificates.

Mingzheng looked at the cupboard full of trophies through the glass window, and reached out to touch it. It turned out that during the years she was away, his glory had filled the bookcase.

There were a pile of books and calculation drawings spread out on the desk. Mingzheng couldn't understand the content. She didn't learn advanced mathematics, let alone Lin Ziyu's research topic.

Everything in the study was arranged in an orderly manner, even the glasses case was at a flat angle with the table. When Mingzheng was watching intently, a voice came from the bathroom, and the man came out. His hair was still damp, and it looked more curly, and his facial features became more and more serious. He is fair and handsome, yet reveals a faint indifference.

"Have you finished washing? I'll go back when it's okay." Mingzheng saw that he was wearing pajamas, and it was black silk pajamas, with an open neckline and smooth muscle lines, looming, she was stunned for a moment, and quickly moved away Sight, we are going back to the hotel.

When they reached the door, the man reached out to grab her arm and pulled her closer. The two looked at each other, and there was an ambiguous atmosphere in the air.

Mingzheng could smell the body wash on him, it was faint, like a mixture of rosin and woody, very neutral woody.

"It's very late now." The man said lightly, his voice was slightly hoarse, and his eyes were bottomless.

The heat of her fingertips and the pressure of her height made Mingzheng tense up unconsciously. She faintly realized the meaning of Lin Ziyu's words, but felt a little unbelievable.

Reason told her that she should push him away, but she didn't have any strength in her body, just like a confused child walking in the wilderness, without food or water, and didn't know when she would die. Gladly accepted.

"I listened to that concert for half the time, you are very confused and painful, Ming Zheng, you can't find the direction of your life." Lin Ziyu's voice pressed against her ear, exhaling hoarsely, with an aggression enveloped come.

Mingzheng trembled in his heart, grabbed his arm with both hands, and said hoarsely: "Then tell me, what should I do?"

A year ago, she had mental problems, and suddenly she felt that life was boring, she lost all desires, and felt that the world had nothing to do with her, she was like a little beast living in the shadows, To die alone.

After realizing this terrible emotion, she began to suffer from anxiety and insomnia. She couldn't fall asleep for countless nights. She clearly knew where the problem was. The affair in her youth lasted for many years and still didn't end.

"If you lose your direction, then find someone who has direction and treat his life as your own." Lin Ziyu's eyes were deep, her voice was deep and hoarse, her hot thin lips fell on her earballs, breath It suddenly became chaotic.

"Lin Ziyu." Mingzheng's voice trembled a little, it shouldn't be, the relationship between them is no longer clear, and it can't be messed up anymore.She should push him away, but there is a voice in her heart saying, Mingzheng, he is your life-saving straw, you should hold on to him tightly.

"You have never been a well-behaved child. You are rebellious and willful. You always do a lot of crazy things." The man breathed heavily, and then turned off the light in the study.

It was dark all around.

The following night became chaotic, but at the last moment, Lin Ziyu restrained himself, got out of bed and took a cold shower.

Listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, Mingzheng suddenly remembered those summer nights when she was young, the boy restrained and arrogantly kissed her all over her body, called her baby, and suddenly burst into tears.

This night, he was calm from the beginning to the end, he didn't call her baby, only she was lost in this love affair, and she hadn't escaped for many years, and Lin Ziyu had already gone far.

Mingzheng was cold all over, got up and put on his clothes with trembling fingers, then opened the door and left as if fleeing.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, the man came out of the bathroom, looked at the empty bedroom, his face suddenly turned pale, his amber pupils revealed a hint of scarlet, his left hand hung down weakly, and the scar on his wrist was clearly visible. visible.

　good night~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)