The substitute has awakened

Chapter 110

Lin Fengxian's fiancée was not there, so Lu Lin answered, "She took Lin Fengzhi away."

In this situation, she was the only one who could talk to Lin Fengzhi rationally.

Lu Lin didn't say anything else. He held Yan Heqing's hand and said, "Let's go home."

The corridor was quiet, and even the lights seemed colder than elsewhere. Yan Heqing nodded and clasped Lu Lin's hand tightly with his backhand.

The way back was not to the apartment in the city center, nor to the small house Yan Heqing rented, but Yan Heqing didn't ask anything. He turned off his phone and looked at the receding neon lights outside the window.

Suddenly the tune of "Slow Sound" sounded in the car.

Lu Lin asked: "Are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry." Yan Heqing lowered his forehead and pressed it against the cold window. He closed his eyes and spoke softly, "That building used to be my home."

There was an ethereal quality in his voice, "I remember that there was a beautiful pomegranate tree in the yard, which bore very big fruits. My mother was very tall and could always pick the biggest and reddest fruits for us."

"I knew it when my dad arrived at the alley. The smell of fried cakes arrived home before he did."

"Want to eat?" Lu Lin asked, "Fried cake."

Yan Heqing opened his eyes and saw that the street scene outside the window had changed. He turned around and raised the corners of his lips with a slight arc, "I won't eat. Some things should be kept in memories."

Lu Lin wasn't sure whether he was talking about fried cakes or Lin Fengzhi, but nothing mattered anymore.

It's already a memory.

It was almost 12 o'clock. Lu Lin drove into a long and wide road. There were no houses on both sides. Tall and lush trees covered the night sky. The night was dark. When Lu Lin stopped the car and got out of the car, Yan Heqing opened the car door and smelled the fragrance in the air. .

Light but not greasy, fragrant but not vulgar, it is the sycamore flower.

The courtyard door was an ordinary iron gate. Lu Lin opened the side door and pointed his chin inwards, "Come in, I've lived here for 18 years."

Yan Heqing walked in, and orange light illuminated a warm stone path. In front of him was a two-story foreign-style building with warm lights. The garden was surprisingly large. It couldn't be seen clearly at night, but he could faintly hear the sound of water flowing. I don't know what it was. A stream was dug and there was still a lotus and fish pond.

As he was about to reach the foreign-style building, suddenly there was a rustling sound in the grass. Before Yan Heqing could react, a black ball jumped out from the flowers and jumped at his feet.

It wasn't serious. Yan Heqing took a step back and looked down. He saw a German Shepherd puppy sitting on the ground, looking up at him, its round black bean eyes full of curiosity.

Yan Heqing breathed quickly for a few seconds. He squatted down and tentatively touched the head of the little German shepherd. The puppy did not move docilely. When his palm fell, he stretched out his tongue and carefully licked his palm. The moist, warm and sticky feeling was not too strong. Well, Yan Heqing likes it very much.

He liked this dog. He looked back at Lu Lin and said, "Where did it come from?"

Lu Lin also squatted down and hooked his hands slightly. The little German shepherd let go of Yan Heqing and ran to Lu Lin happily wagging his tail. Lu Lin rubbed his head and said, "Ours is called 51 Hertz."