I am a cult

Jin Ling's crying became a bit out of control, Lan Sizhui coaxed him into the room, hugged him and comforted him for a long time.

Jin Ling was tired from crying, and lay down on the bed in a drowsy sleep. He couldn't even sleep soundly, with teardrops on his eyelashes, and his pretty face was ruthlessly trampled.Lan Sizhui looked at him in such an embarrassing situation, that his heart ached unceasingly.

When he woke up, Lan Sizhui just brought the food and brought him over to eat after laying it on the table.

Jin Ling rubbed his eyes, absently picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and put it in his mouth, then...

His tears fell down again.

Lan Sizhui wiped his tears and said distressedly: "Why are you crying again?"

Jin Ling couldn't stop crying, sobbing, and said, "This dish, uh...it's so unpalatable, it's bitter..."

I have heard for a long time that the Lan family's food is medicinal food, not to mention the clear soup with little water, and the dishes made from the bark and herbs are so unpalatable that it makes people's scalp numb, and they don't even let people eat more white rice.

Lan Sizhui grew up eating these meals, so he didn't find it difficult to swallow, but he also knew that the Lan family's meals were really not tasty.

However, it shouldn't be so bad that it makes people cry, right?

Jin Ling was already drinking water from a teacup, tears were still falling, and he didn't say anything about eating these nasty meals.

Lan Sizhui was helpless, and said: "I'm sorry, Ah Ling, I didn't think carefully, I'd better go down the mountain and buy some for you!"

Jin Ling stopped crying, and said, "Aren't you violating the family rules?"

Lan SiZhui smiled but did not answer.

He got up to put the food back into the food box, when the door opened from outside, seeing that he was busy, Jin Ling got up and went to open the door by himself.

A little disciple came in with a food box and said with a smile, "Brother, you took the wrong food, so I made another trip on purpose."

Facing Lan Sizhui's suspicious eyes, the originally gentle and polite little disciple winked at him playfully, put the food box in his hand on the table, and took the food box in his hand.

Lan Sizhui said, "Please trouble me, Junior Brother, to make a trip."

"Unkind."

After the little disciple left, Lan Sizhui opened the food box, and the food inside was really different, not particularly rich, but there were fish and meat, smelling the aroma made one's index finger twitch.

"Sizhui, who sent this?"

Lan Sizhui handed him the rice, and said, "Who else could it be? It must have been sent by Senior Wei. He goes down the mountain every day to secretly buy food and drink, but we never caught him once."

"...What is he, what is he doing to bring me food?"

Lan Sizhui laughed and said, "He must be afraid that you won't be used to the Lan family's food. After all, Ah Ling, you are really spoiled. The food is so bad that you're crying!"

"No..."

Jin Ling's mood recovered a little after his stomach was full, and he stopped crying.

Seeing that it was getting late, Lan Sizhui asked someone to bring hot water, and after Jin Ling took a bath, he changed his clothes and stuffed him under the quilt before he felt relieved.

Jin Ling took his hand and said, "SiZhui, can you not leave?"

Lan Sizhui held his hand, touched his face, and said, "A Ling, this is against the rules. From now on... from now on, when I can be by your side, I will definitely be with you all the time and won't let you alone people."

Jin Ling didn't let him go, and shyly covered his face with the quilt, "Then you kiss me..."

He usually speaks crisply and sharply, but now he is shy, his voice is soft and sweet, as if he has a piece of sugar in his mouth.

Jin Ling used to be pampered, his skin was as fair as snow, and the cinnabar between his brows was set off even more brilliantly, and the blushing look on his face was even more indescribably lively.

Lan Sizhui caressed his face with both hands in a mysterious way, and when he realized it, his body was already close to him.

This kiss was soft and soft, with a love that was too thick to melt away, and it was falling on the forehead with a little bright red. In a flash, it seemed like the spring was melting and the sun was warming, and the flowers were blooming.

"My Ah Ling, so cute..."

Jin Ling's face was blushing, and his fingers tightly gripped the quilt, trying to tuck his head into it.

Lan Sizhui pulled back the quilt for him with a smile, pointed at his bright red lips with his slender fingers, and said, "A Ling, you'll be fine."

"Ah."

"It's not that Jingyi hates you. He said too much to A Ling today, and A Ling will just punish him in the future."

"I don't want to forgive him. He bullied me. Next time I see you, I will definitely break his leg."

"A Ling willing?"

"Hum..."

Lan Sizhui helped him pull the quilt with a smile, and left a lamp in the room so that he wouldn't feel uneasy.

"Tomorrow is the talk meeting, Ah Ling should rest earlier!"

"it is good."

Lan Sizhui left the room, closed the door by the way, and looked at the time, it was almost the curfew time that Yun Shen didn't know.

He didn't go back to his residence, but went to another place seemingly unintentionally, and the disciples who were watching the night on the road quickly saluted him when they saw him.

"Senior Si Zhui..."

"Everyone has worked hard."

When he came to a certain place, far away, Lan Sizhui noticed something strange by the pool, a coat was placed on the rocks by the bank.

He stood where he was and did not go over. After waiting for a while, he heard movement in the pool. Under the moonlight, a person poked his head out, and it was Lan Jingyi.

Lan Jingyi wiped the water on his face indiscriminately, got up and took out the magic talisman from the Qiankun bag. It should be a water-avoiding talisman. After injecting spiritual power, he stuck it on his forehead. The golden light flashed and the talisman sank into his body. Wearing a luminous pearl, presumably for lighting, Lan Jingyi, who was wet and wearing a white short, turned around and jumped into the water again.

Where Lan Jingyi couldn't see, Lan Sizhui took out something, a string of beautiful amulets.

That was what Wei Wuxian gave him today.

It was this amulet, which was given to Lan Jingyi by Jin Ling, and was thrown away by Lan Jingyi.

That scene was witnessed by Wei Wuxian, who found the thrown amulet and gave it to Lan Sizhui again.

"Jingyi, you can't forget him, and you can't deceive yourself..."

It is precisely because of the inability to give up that it is so painful.

Lan Jingyi couldn't face Jin Ling, that's why he hurt him like that. Only after hurting and keeping away from each other, he would no longer have the slightest extravagant hope for Jin Ling.

This is his fulfillment.

He thought that only without him, Lan Sizhui and Jin Ling together, this is the best result.

But is this really the case?

Jingyi, can't you see it?

You frown at him coldly, how sad he is, he cries and says he is uncomfortable, that his heart hurts so much...

If you don't care, if you don't take it to heart, how can it hurt your heart?

"Jingyi, you are a fool. He likes you without knowing it. You like him but push him away. Tell me, who is hurting?"

Lan Sizhui is not a saint, Lan Jingyi is his best brother, Jin Ling is the person he likes, and he thinks he can't do it if he wants him to be perfect, after all, after all, Jin Ling also likes him.

It was only because Jin Ling fell in love with him first that Jingyi was in such pain.

And for Jin Ling, this kind of pain is empathetic...

After Lan Sizhui recognized Jin Ling, he secretly swore that he would make Jin Ling happy and would not do anything to make him sad.

Now that Jin Ling is sad, he will definitely solve everything in front of him.

He was suddenly very grateful to Wei Wuxian, and it was because of Wei Wuxian that he felt that some people were worth risking the world for him.

Both he and Lan Jingyi liked Jin Ling, and Jin Ling also liked them, so what's the point of them staying together forever?

The Lanling Jin family is rich and noble, and Jin Ling is the head of the family. He has a high status, even if he has three wives and four concubines, no one will gossip about him.

Then he and Lan Jingyi married him as men, although they felt sorry for the Lan family and discredited Yun Shen, but Hanguang-Jun and the others would definitely understand.

Making up his mind, Lan Sizhui walked over holding his breath, and gently placed the string of amulets on Lan Jingyi's clothes.

He thought, Jingyi has gone too far this time, so it's better to let him worry, although Jin Ling will definitely forgive him in the end, but when Jin Ling will forgive him is uncertain.

Returning to the residence before the curfew, Lan Sizhui took a shower and changed, and fell asleep as usual.

And somewhere, the wet Lan Jingyi was holding the string of amulets with a very complicated expression...

On the second day, Lan Sizhui got up early in the morning and went to Jin Ling's place, thinking that today was a talk meeting, so it's better to get up earlier to prepare.

Looking at it, it turned out that Jin Ling hadn't gotten up yet. Two disciples in Jin Xingxuelang robes, and a few Jiang family disciples in purple clothes were wandering around the courtyard, but they didn't dare to go in and call for someone.

"Young Master Blue..."

When they saw Lan Sizhui coming, they all breathed a sigh of relief, the little suzerain got up too early and hit people with pillows a few times.

"I'll call Mr. Jin, you guys go first!"

"Master Laolan is here. I will tell the truth about Sect Master Jiang."

"No problem."

Lan Si chased into the room and pulled up Jin Ling who was lying on the bed. Jin Ling knew it was him, and hugged him affectionately for a long time before letting go. clothes.

When he was fully awake, he was sweet in his heart, but said with a resentful face: "Si Zhui, you are not a maid, why are you serving me like this?"

Lan Sizhui jokingly said, "The one who waits on Mr. Jin to dress and wash is not a maid, what is that?"

Jin Ling tilted his head and said mischievously, "Tongfang girl."

Lan Sizhui didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "A Ling, you're acting like a baby..."

After ordering the cinnabar between the eyebrows for Jin Ling, Lan Sizhui led him out of the room, and disciples from all schools were greeted and guided. Lan Sizhui and Jin Ling were together, but it didn't look awkward.

A young disciple came over and said, "Eldest Brother, Senior Brother Jing Yi asked me to come over just now. He is ill and cannot attend the symposium today."

"Is he all right?"

"Brother Jingyi said there is nothing serious."

"You'd better have someone go to his residence to take care of him carefully. He usually doesn't get sick, but this time he's getting sick like a mountain. I'm afraid there's something wrong."

"Okay, big brother."

When the little disciple left, Jin Ling wrinkled his face and said unhappily, "Why is Lan Jingyi sick? He was fine yesterday and was very energetic. Did he pretend to be sick because he didn't want to see me?"

Lan Sizhui shook his head, and said, "Jing Yi is not that kind of person."

It must have been yesterday that he went down to the pool to fish for the amulet, and he was delayed for so long when he went back and forth, and he fell ill because of the freezing cold entering his body.

Jin Ling was still frowning.

Lan Sizhui suddenly said: "A Ling, I have an idea, do you want to listen?"

"Okay, I'll listen to you in everything."

"Come here, let me tell you secretly..."