inspire-indiana Chapter 71 Jiang Lin's Letter
Chapter 71 Jiang Lin's Letter
[System notification: Boss Green Xia Li has been detected dead.]
[System notification: Evacuation point information updated.]
Evacuation point: Broken bridge entrance.
[Escape Condition: Obtain the item "Sleeping Girl".]
[Number of participants: Unlimited.]
[Evacuation point opening time: 30 minutes remaining.]
[Countdown to dungeon end: 60 minutes.]
Ji Xingyi looked at Jiang Lin and said softly, "Let's go home."
Jiang Lin took a slightly flattened blue rose out of his pocket, placed it in Mo Xizheng's hand, and stood up to take Ji Xingyi's hand: "Okay."
reality.
16: 53.
Jiang Lin exited the instance world and slowly opened her eyes. Perhaps because she had stayed in the witch's world for too long, the fatigue this time was much more pronounced than before. Jiang Lin lay on the bed for a while to recover, and just as she was about to get up, the man beside her suddenly pressed her down.
The sky outside the window was gradually darkening.
Ji Xingyi's gaze traced Jiang Lin's face, landing on her slightly reddened eyes, and she couldn't help but kiss her.
"Was that rose originally meant for me?" Ji Xingyi couldn't help but kiss the young man's earlobe again.
The man's breathing tickled Jiang Lin, who couldn't help but turn her head and shrink back: "What, trying to steal from a dead man?"
"Linlin, can I take that to mean you like me too?"
Before Jiang Lin could answer, Ji Xingyi lowered his head and kissed Jiang Lin's Adam's apple. The man was very annoyed: why did he only know how to stick to his face before, and not how to kiss?
I really want to kiss the young man from head to toe right now.
Jiang Lin was speechless. When he was clueless, he was like a cement telephone pole; once he got it, he was a drooling machine. He couldn't help but press the guy's head down: "That's enough, I'm hungry."
Ji Xingyi stared at the opening and closing lips, his eyes darkening. He grabbed Jiang Lin's hand, intertwined their fingers, and kissed her with reddened eyes.
This time, the force wasn't just a light touch like in the other world; it seemed like a fierce attempt to reclaim the lost years.
Jiang Lin sighed inwardly, "It's so good to be young; you can learn everything and learn it so fast."
17:23. There was a knock on the door, and Zhang Hui's voice came from outside: "Xingyi, Linlin, you can come out for dinner now."
Jiang Lin finally pushed away the man who was on top of him, got up and opened the door.
Tonight's dinner was a simple four-dish meal prepared by Zhang Hui. It's normal for someone of Ji Xingyi's status to have a chef they work with regularly. However, Ji Xingyi prefers Zhang Hui's home-style cooking, as it makes him feel the warmth of home.
"Linlin, why do you look so unwell? Are you sick?" Zhang Hui wanted to reach out and touch Jiang Lin's forehead, but Ji Xingyi stopped him.
Ji Xingyi: "He's fine."
"Brother Hui, I'm fine, just a little tired." Jiang Lin smiled and continued eating.
"Huh? You two have been sleeping all afternoon! Are you still not awake?" Zhang Hui asked incredulously.
As Ji Xingyi's bodyguard, Zhang Hui's phone was directly connected to Ji Xingyi's bracelet, allowing him to monitor Ji Xingyi's heart rate and other physical data at all times.
The two stayed in the room all afternoon without making a sound. If the bracelet hadn't been without an alarm, Zhang Hui would have wanted to break in and see what was going on.
"Wait, Linlin, are your lips swollen? Are you inflamed?" Zhang Hui frowned, his intuition as a professional bodyguard telling him that something was wrong.
"Probably." Jiang Lin replied with a smile, while pinching someone's thigh hard under the table. How could it not be swollen after being bitten by a dog for half an hour!
"Cough cough cough!" Ji Xingyi almost spat out the water she had just drunk, and the tips of her ears turned slightly red.
"Oh, right, Xingyi, tomorrow is the first day of the lunar month. Madam asked me to remind you to go back to the Lin family for dinner," Zhang Hui suddenly remembered and quickly said.
Ji Xingyi's face darkened. Ji Xingyi took his mother's surname, and the person in charge of the Ji family was not his grandfather but his maternal grandfather.
His father's surname was actually Lin. Lin's father did not marry into the family. It was just that Ji Lao only had one child, Ji's mother, and someone needed to inherit the Ji family's business. Therefore, the first child born to Ji's mother and Lin's father had to take the surname Ji.
Everyone calls Ji Xingyi the eldest young master of the Ji family because he has a younger brother named Lin Rui'an.
Ji's mother, Lin's father, and younger brother Lin Rui'an did not live in the old Ji family house, but in another house, which Zhang Hui habitually referred to as the Lin family house.
Zhang Hui could tell from Ji Xingyi's gloomy expression as she put down her chopsticks that Ji Xingyi didn't want to go back. It was like this every month, but in the end, Xingyi would always obediently go back.
The child is already so grown up, and Zhang Hui really wanted to say he didn't want to go, but he just couldn't bring himself to say it. After all, it was Ji Xingyi's family matter, and Zhang Hui knew his place; he was just a bodyguard.
"Oh dear, my brain!" Zhang Hui noticed the somewhat somber atmosphere and changed the subject, "Linlin, I received a letter for you today, I almost forgot, I'll go get it for you. Speaking of which, these days, very few people still write handwritten letters like this, could it be a love letter?"
Jiang Lin stood up and took the white letter from Zhang Hui. After seeing the wax seal on the letter, he paused.
"Aren't you going to open it and take a look?" Ji Xing asked in surprise when he saw Jiang Lin leave the letter untouched.
"Hey, hey, hey! Everyone has their own little secrets! Xingyi, you need to give Linlin some freedom!" Zhang Hui instructed the younger man with the air of an experienced person.
Ji Xingyi was speechless; he really couldn't eat a single bite of this meal.
Although only four hours had passed in real time, the two spent a full three days in the instance. They didn't have the energy to go out at night, so after dinner they stayed home to rest.
While Jiang Lin went to the bathroom to wash up, Ji Xingyi's gaze involuntarily fell on the white letter that Jiang Lin had placed on the table.
Without Jiang Lin's permission, Ji Xingyi would not open Jiang Lin's letter; this was the least she could do to show respect to her lover.
But if we just look at it without opening it, it should be fine, right?
In this day and age, who would send a letter to Jiang Lin?
Is it really some kind of corny love letter?
Upon hearing the sound of a shower coming from the bathroom, Ji Xing decisively picked up the mysterious white letter on the table.