The phone hangs up.

Gu Shen didn't even thank Lin Lin.

The two of them sang and harmonized so smoothly that Zhuxue felt that this was a drama that had been colluded in advance, and she was the only audience member who was kept in the dark.

"Very good." Lin Lin said calmly: "And you owe me a favor now."

"You know, what should be used to repay this favor..."

"Of course, you don't have to repay it." Lin Lin stood up and said calmly: "But unfortunately... I know you too well. You are the kind of person who will get up even if you owe someone else a penny.

People who can’t sleep because of the rash.”

Lin Ci hadn't been so angry and gnashing her teeth for a long time.

Yes.

I am indeed the kind of person who would rather ask the world to owe me than owe me a penny. Perhaps it is because he was born in the Beizhou royal family, and his greatest pleasure since childhood was to collect "favors".

And the thing I hate the most is naturally owing others favors.

"Hey, where did you get the 'Miracle Silver' from?" Zhuxue stood up and called to Lin Lin who was about to leave.

"Generally speaking, the youngest one in the family can only pick up some toys to play with in the corner, right?"

Lin Lin paused slightly and said in a show-off tone: "I picked up those 'Miracle Silver' in the corner of the second floor of the attic. It's a pity that they are not very fun."

Mithril forged in the furnace.

The world's top silver of order.

In his words, it is a "not very fun" toy.

"You and I both know that the so-called 'miraculous silver' looks extremely precious in the eyes of ordinary people, but when the formation pattern on the second floor of the attic was just built, it was just 'waste and dregs' stacked in the corner that no one cared about.

.”

Lin Lin leaned against the door and said with a sarcastic smile: "It's a pity that you were already a qualified noble by that time, and you wouldn't squat in the corner to pick up these 'waste scum' like me... Brother, your

My childhood was really full of regrets.”

"..." Grand Duke Zhuxue was speechless and could only remain silent.

Lin Lin turned and left.

Lin Silk sat on the bench in the office, closed her eyes, and after a long time, she shook her head with a half-smile.

He opened the drawer.

From the thick pages of the book, I took out a yellowed photo.

The photo shows a group photo of three people and a dog.

It was the Queen's Castle more than ten years ago. The flower garden was neatly built, the new trees had just sprouted buds, and the pool next to it sprayed tiny sprays of water.

The person who pressed the shutter to record this scene was Aunt Wen in her prime.

At that time, the young queen was neither surrounded by snow nor flames. She just put her hands on the shoulders of the two young men and stood unpretentiously by the spring, smiling in the warm spring breeze, as if she were all the light in the world.

The young Lin Cian pressed her cane, wore a suit that didn't match her figure, tried hard to straighten her chest and adjust her tie, trying to appear tall and strong, but it had the opposite effect.

On the other side, Lin Lin, a young man in green shirt with a wooden sword in both hands and a lazy dog ​​around his feet, curled his lips and did not hide his disdain for Lin Silk next to him. At the moment when the shutter was pressed, he did not

He raised his middle finger nonchalantly.

This doesn't look like a group photo of the three of the Beizhou royal family, the Lin family.

It's more like a group photo of thousands of families, childish, tender, and a little bit cute.

Lin Silk rubbed the yellowed photo with her fingertips...

The smile on his face became blurry.

That midsummer night, old friends were like dreams and fireflies.

Now the old dream is still there, but the firefly has gone.

The people in the painting have all changed their appearance, and are more or less stained with a layer of wind and frost.


Chapter completed!