Quick wear: Boss, he always likes her

"I wanted to tell him those things many times, but..." Lin Ji's voice sounded old and weak.

Listen to Qiao, who is indifferent: “Wait, are you going to tell a story?”

Lin Ji: "Yes... I hope that if you have the chance, you can tell him everything I said today."

"Okay, you go ahead."

Fortunately, she brought a bag of melon seeds when she came over, so even if the story was boring, she would have something to pass the time.

"..."

So, amid the crisp sound of cracking melon seeds, Lin Ji spoke about his past intermittently.

"When I was thirty years old, I got the suicide note my father left me, and learned about the vampire race from it..."

“Crack, click, click, click.”

"...I had always lived a smooth life, and I didn't consider anything else at that time. As soon as I knew there was such a world, I resolutely stepped into it..."

"Crack, click, click."

"Inheriting the blood of my ancestors, I was able to do well even in a world like that... Until later, at a wine tasting party, I met Shu Yao..." Lin Ji was already immersed in the memories of the past, and the sounds around him had no effect on him at all.

I kept a calm face throughout the whole listening process, occasionally daydreaming and eating melon seeds.

She was actually not that interested in other people's love stories, and it was already a great honor for her to be able to sit here.

There is no need to worry about forgetting what was conveyed in the future, because she has already marked this memory.

……

Lan Qi sat next to the image of Ting Qiao, listening to Lin Ji talk about the past. His expression was the same as Ting Qiao's, with almost no fluctuation.

In fact, those things that happened before he was born didn’t mean anything to him, so even if he knew about it, he wouldn’t be deeply touched.

It was not until Lin Ji mentioned Lan Shuyao's death that Lan Qi's expression changed and he closed his eyes.

Because he still remembered that when he was a child, whenever Lin Ji thought of her, he would hate him even more and say, "If it weren't for you, she wouldn't..."

Lin Ji always told him that he was the one who killed his mother and that he should not have come into this world.

Lan Qi felt depressed and a little breathless.

After all, those words were a hurdle in his heart, and perhaps he would never get over it in his lifetime...

Lin Ji continued, "...I like her very much, and she likes me too. Even after she found out that I'm a vampire, she still wants to be with me. It's just...I still know too little about vampires."

His voice gradually choked up. "She was pregnant. We were all very happy during that time and bought a lot of baby products... I never expected that the child would take away her life. Not long after giving birth, she fell asleep forever."

"I tried many ways, but failed to get her to come back to me..." At this point, Lin Ji seemed to want to raise his hand to cover his forehead, but he no longer had the strength to do so. "So, I began to hate that child. If he..."

"You are just venting your anger on others," Tingqiao was not a very good listener and even interrupted Lin Ji's words with amusement, "Aren't you the one who should be blamed the most? You could have prevented him from being born."

After saying that, he grabbed a handful of melon seeds and crunched them.

Lan Qi couldn't help but lift his eyelids to look at her, opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but soon realized that this was an illusion from the past and that he could not have a conversation.

But at this moment he felt as if he had grasped something.

Lin Ji closed his eyes bitterly. "Yes, I know I am the one who should be blamed the most, but I still took my anger out on him at that time... Maybe that was also because it made me cruel enough to do those things."

"In order to bring Shu Yao back to life, I conducted many experiments using the child's blood. His blood is connected to Shu Yao, so perhaps it can..."

"The experiment still failed. She didn't survive... I became more and more disgusted with the child. Later, his grandfather came to our house, saw the situation, and took him away."

"I didn't care about him and started to use my own blood..."

That's why his body has deteriorated to this extent.

Lin Ji has no regrets now, and even feels a little relieved.

"I was about to meet her...but I suddenly realized that I had not taken good care of the child she left behind. We were so looking forward to the birth of that child, but in the end..."

Lan Qi also knew what happened afterwards.

The image did not end. Tingqiao also let him see Lin Ji's request to her that day.

At this point, Lan Qi finally understood why she came to approach him.

It turns out that it was only because of Lin Ji's lineage of guarding the coffin that he...

Tingqiao withdrew his hand, and gently wiped the index finger of this hand with his other hand, and the scratched mark was restored.

"What do you feel now?" Tingqiao tilted his head and looked at his expression curiously.

I wonder if he will cry?

What would this face look like if it cried?

Should she be comforted then?

Lan Xi turned to look at her, "Thank you."

Tingqiao looked confused and asked, "Thank you for what?"

Lan Xi looked forward and said, "You spoke for me at that time."

Because of Lin Ji's attitude towards him, and the fact that his grandfather took him away but was not very close to him, he always felt that he was the one who really killed his mother.

"Speaking for you?" Tingqiao couldn't remember it for a moment.

After all, she said a lot of things casually.

But because I had just shown him that memory video, I quickly knew what he was saying.

Tingqiao suddenly moved closer to him and deliberately whispered in his ear: "Are you happy to hear that?"

Lan Qi: "...well, I feel relieved."

It was too close, and he couldn't even turn his face towards her.

Tingqiao raised his hand and poked the corner of his mouth, then teased Lanqi with a smile: "Then why don't you smile? Come, I'll teach you, lift your lips up here and then smile!"

Lan Qi: “…”

Tingqiao did not stop his movements. His fingers lingered casually on his face, touching his long eyelashes, stroking his brow bone, tapping his nose bridge, and finally lingering on his lips for a while.

Lan Qi didn't move the whole time, his body was tense like a statue, but he could feel the burden on his heart increasing.

"You know what? I really like red gems and I have collected a lot of them."

"Well... I've seen your circle of friends, those collections are very beautiful."

Tingqiao chuckled softly, "I think it's beautiful, too."

At this moment, his brain seemed to buzz, and Lan Qi suddenly realized that this moment was crucial, so he held her hand in return.

He opened his mouth and involuntarily revealed what he had been thinking for a long time: "I, I like you."