"Because..." she swallowed the last mouthful of steamed bread in her hand.
The taste of steamed bread is common. If it was before, she would dislike it. But now, for her, the taste is the second, and the most important thing is to fill her stomach.
"We are a kind of people, who are abandoned by this society and seek life at the bottom. Maybe people like us, no one will want them, no one will be rare, but at least, we can hold each other for warmth, I can rare you, you can also rare me, right
She smiled at him gently, with hope, desire and tension.
"Is it? It seems that we are really a kind of people... "He murmured, and his eyes seemed to be looking at a small animal falling into a trap. Maybe the days are too boring for him. If you want anything, you can rub your hands. As time goes by, it becomes boring. Now the game is more interesting to him.
"Sister." In his mouth, gently spit out the two words she hoped for.
In a flash, her smile bloomed like a bright star.
After supper, Ling still took Yi Jin to the night market to buy clothes.
The replacement clothes, even if they are cheap, cost her more than 500 yuan.
Ling still let Yi Jin leave and put on the cotton padded clothes directly, "is it warmer?"
"Well." Yi Jin leaves the light answer, drooping eyes to look at her who is almost half his height. "In fact, you don't need to buy these clothes for me. I'm used to cold. Even if I only wear the original clothes, it won't be good."
"Even if you get used to it, it doesn't mean you should." She said, "I don't have too much money, and I can't buy you too much, but at least I can make you warm."
"Why do you treat me so well?" He asked in a low voice.
"Because I'm your sister." She smiled, accidentally touched his hand, and found that his hand was cold, so she put her hands around his hand, lowered her head, breathed into his hand, and then rubbed his hand back and forth.
"Your hands are too cold. Rub them like this and keep them warm." She said.
His hands were slightly stiff, the peach blossom eyes immediately narrowed after the bangs. No woman had ever rubbed his hands like this, just to make his hands warm.
He did not like to touch other people's skin, but seemed to touch her, but not so exclusive. Because now she is an important part of the game for him, so for this, can he also tolerate her touch?
Seeing that he didn't respond, she suddenly seemed to think of something, glanced at her calloused hand, "is my hand too rough, rubbing your hand..."
she said, and then released her hand in a hurry.
It's like the warmth on his hand, suddenly lost. He frowned slightly. "I don't think your hand is too rough, and it's a little cold. How about rubbing it for a while?"
He said, putting his hands back in front of her.
She was a little shocked, but then she put her hands together again. Compared with his big hands, her hands were much smaller.
But in this cold winter night, her small hand is trying hard to wrap his big hand as much as possible, and the palm repeatedly rubs the back of his hand.
She lowered her head, and now and then she was breathing hot air towards his hand. The tip of her nose, which was slightly red because of the cold, seemed to him to have a touch of loveliness.
The long eyelashes trembled a little. Yi Jin looked at her hand wrapped by the small hand, as if... It was really warm.
After two days, Ling still received Ling Luoyin's phone call. "Sister, today my father said that I had to leave the album with my father. I want to give the album to my sister, but can my sister come here?"
Ling is still Yilin. She knows what the album in Ling Luoyin's mouth is. It's the album she took with her mother before she was three years old.
"If my sister doesn't come, it's not good if I lose the album." Ling Luoyin's voice was soft and soft. He immediately gave a specific address, and then he ended the call without waiting for Ling to answer.
Ling is still staring at the mobile phone in her hand. Naturally, she knows that Ling Luoyin will never give her the album for no reason. There must be some plot.
But that's the memory of her and her mother. Almost all of her memories of her mother come from that album.
"Sister?" The cool baritone sounded in her ear.
She came back to her senses and took a deep breath. "Ah Jin, I'm going out. You can go to bed first." She said, hurriedly stood up, put on her coat and went out of the door, unaware of the eyes behind her, staring at her back.
When Ling came to the place Ling Luoyin said, it was a club, but when she went into the box Ling Luoyin said, she found that there was not only Ling Luoyin, but also a fat middle-aged man in his 40s.
"Luoyin, this is your sister? What was Xiao's girlfriend at that time? " The man looked at Ling and said."Yes, deputy director he, this is my elder sister, elder sister. This is the deputy director He of my current production group. When deputy director he heard that you were Xiao Ziqi's girlfriend, he always said that he wanted to see you." Ling Luoyin said with a smile.
"And the album?" Ling still asked in a cold voice.
"Then I need you to tell him more good words for me. If he is happy and willing to give me more drama, I will naturally give you the album." Ling Luoyin speaks in a low voice, and the words are full of threats.
"Well, since we're here, let's have a drink first." He directly poured a glass of red wine to show Ling that he was still drinking.
Ling still puckers her lips and stares at Ling Luoyin. It seems that her good sister is going to sell her sister in exchange for the chance to play.
Ling Luoyin takes the initiative to pick up the wine, hands it to Ling's face, and says in the voice of only one another, "elder sister, it was you who destroyed my chance at the beginning, and now it's not too much to compensate me. What's more, if you are like this now, if you please any assistant director, you can have a better life in the future, but I'm for you."
"It's the first time I've heard someone say such a thing so clearly." Ling still waved the glass directly away and spilled the red wine on the ground.
"You don't want the album?" Ling Luoyin gnashed his teeth in a low voice.
"I didn't think about selling my body for an album." Ling still replied that if it were, my mother would not be happy to see it.
But when she turned around to leave, he said suddenly, "OK, I don't want to show my face, do you really think you are still the girlfriend of Xiao's eldest young master? I can hear the falling voice saying that you are just an environmental sanitation worker sweeping the road now. I want you to drink and reward your face! "