The so-called viewing of beauties under the lamp is actually because the light is dim and some flaws cannot be seen clearly, and it becomes more and more beautiful and charming. However, in modern times, as the light of the "lamp" becomes brighter and brighter, this "beauty" has been discounted.

However, some flawed beauties are more beautiful when they look under the lamp. For example, Lin Yiran, the very few who are truly natural and decorate, the clearer they see, the more they can discover her beauty and charm.

Under the light, she is not more beautiful than under the sun, but has a unique beauty. I don’t know whether it is the psychological effect of the night or the light and shadow effect of the living room lights. When I sat on the sofa and glanced at her coquettishly, she seemed to have lost her vulgar temperament as bright as the bright moon, and people are more focused on her beautiful appearance. Her fair and beautiful face is slightly red, her eyes are as bright as autumn water, and even her delicate and crisp voice has a beautiful feeling that makes people beat faster...

Lin Yiran did not have this kind of self-consciousness. He glanced at Zhang Yang and continued to watch TV. After a few seconds, he noticed that Zhang Yang was still staring at him. He turned to look at him. His big eyes were shining, showing a look of doubt.

Zhang Yang had no choice but to turn his head to watch TV. After two seconds, he took a secret glance and saw her watching TV. So he turned his head and stared at her. His soft and charming side face, his long and crystal neck, and his delicate and obvious collarbone all made him feel excited.

Lin Yiran quickly noticed his gaze and turned his head to look over again. Zhang Yang quickly turned his head to look ahead as soon as she glanced over. This time, it took more than ten seconds before he secretly glanced over again.

Lin Yiran's eyes were wide open and he was staring at him.

Zhang Yang leaned back slightly, showing a look of doubt: "What are you looking at me?"

Lin Yiran rolled his eyes, snorted, and slashed at the cat-knitting stick "Dingling" and waving, "Haha! Haha? Hahaha, come here, haha..."

Zhang Yang held back his laughter and thought that this name was indeed a bit strange. He would have called it "Hehe" if he had known it.

Haha obviously didn't know what he heard was his name, and he ignored it. Lin Yiran was impatient and ran over to pick it up, patted its little head and scolded: "Haha, you call it "haha". Do you know? You can't even know your name. It was the name given to you by this guy. Isn't you very disgusted?"

As she said, she returned to the sofa and sat down, grabbed a cat's claw and pointed at Zhang Yang.

Haha, I looked up at her, and said "meow" innocently. Lin Yiran still wanted to educate her again. The cell phone she put on the coffee table rang. Lin Yiran leaned over and looked at her, as if she was a little unhappy. She looked up at Zhang Yang, "Uncle Yuan is here."

Zhang Yang nodded, stood up, and smiled and said, "It's really a bit late today. Let's see it tomorrow. Don't worry, I add cat food and cold water to it every day."

Lin Yiran said "um" and put Haha on the sofa, then gently tapped its head and asked in a sweet voice: "Do you miss your sister?"

Zhang Yang curled his lips: "I don't think of my sister, I just miss my sister."

Lin Yiran turned around and glanced at him, "Then call her!"

Zhang Yang rolled his eyes to show his silence.

The two walked out of the house one after another. Yuan Tong was already standing in the elevator hall waiting. Zhang Yang greeted him. Lin Yiran glanced at the keychain in his hand and asked him to go back without sending him. Zhang Yang responded and then entered the elevator.

Lin Yiran glanced at him.

Zhang Yang compared the key in her hand and shook it twice.

Lin Yiran rolled his eyes.

Zhang Yang also rolled his eyes.

When he got downstairs, Lin Yiran said, "Then I'll leave." He got into the car, but fell down the window and waved his hand. When the car drove, he looked back at him, like the heroine who was about to travel far in the movie.

Zhang Yang also waved his hand, and looked from a distance as her face was blocked by the rising window under the dim street lights. He stood next to the small leaf boxwood in the green belt. He was stunned for a while before turning around.

He took a shower, changed his clothes, did not dictate or read books, and took a apple that Lin Yiran washed and placed inside from the refrigerator, and did not peel it. He sat on the sofa and nibbled.

The idol drama just now was also played on TV. The male and female protagonists had a misunderstanding and were suspicious of each other and were sad, feeling that I really fed the dog.

"You said that in another world, will Yang Yuting have terminal illnesses?"

"And so that you don't drag you down and don't make you sad, so you marry someone else?"

Zhang Yang did not respond, finished gnawing the apple, threw it into the trash can, went to the bathroom to wash his hands, came back to sit down, leaning against the backrest of the sofa in a daze.

Luo Shen said lightly: "Because you haven't confirmed your relationship with Lin Yiran now, it's still too late to regret it, otherwise it's too late to regret it. With the energy behind her parents, if you really dare to give up on it, the result will probably be a bit miserable."

Zhang Yang suddenly laughed, "I found that as long as it involves Lin Yiran's affairs, it seems that you are a little different... You don't seem to care much about other things, but when it involves Lin Yiran, you seem to care a lot."

Luo Shen didn't answer, and Zhang Yang didn't urge him. Seeing Haha jumped onto the sofa, he waved to it. Haha lay down at one end of the sofa. When his head was bent down, he seemed a little confused when he saw Zhang Yang waving. He raised his head and watched for less than two seconds. Then he lay down again, stretched his tongue to lick the hair on his stomach.

Zhang Yang simply stood up, carried it over, sat in Lin Yiran's position just now, and slowly gave it a smooth hair while imitating Lin Yiran, haha, but he didn't buy it. He struggled to escape. Zhang Yang hugged it and refused to move. He gave it a smooth sail for a long time. Seeing that it seemed to be gentle, he tried to let it go.

Then he felt his hind paw kicking his thigh, jumping down, and then jumping to the floor. With a bang, his head fell to the ground first, which scared Zhang Yang to death, but he saw it quickly climbing up again, jumping down to the cat climbing frame in a corner of the living room, jumping to the highest level in one rush, then squatted down, looked at Zhang Yang vigilantly and cautiously. Seeing that he had no intention of chasing him, he curled up and raised his hind paw to touch the place where he had just fallen.

Even though Zhang Yang was full of thoughts, he was amused and laughed out loud. He subconsciously looked up and realized that no one could share it and was unwilling to find Luo Shen. So he picked up his phone and found that Lin Yiran had unread messages saying that she had arrived home.

There is no need to reply to this message now, Zhang Yang sent her a voice message so that he could accurately convey his happiness: "Yiyi, are you sure it is a cat? It just jumped off the sofa, but in the end... its face hit the ground first, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Lin Yiran was chatting with his mother and Aunt Kong in the living room. Seeing that it was a voice message, he put down his cell phone again and was about to wait and listen again. However, Su Hui had already seen it and asked with a smile: "Did Zhang Yang send it?"

Lin Yiran said "yes".

Su Hui asked again: "Why don't you reply?"

Lin Yiran was about to put down his phone, but looked at his mother, picked it up again, held it in his hand, and smiled sweetly: "Isn't this chat with you? How dare I play with my phone?"

Su Hui smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll approve you to play."

Lin Yiran raised his chin and said, "I don't want to play."

Su Hui smiled and said, "What did he say, let your mother listen to it."

"don't want!"

Lin Yiran looked straight at her mother, and ran away. She took her mobile phone and walked upstairs. Then she clicked to play. Before she could hear the content, she heard Zhang Yang's laughter and couldn't help laughing. The corners of her mouth were filled with a happy smile.

After hearing this, he replied to him: "You are still laughing! Have you fallen?"

After a while, I received the reply, which was a haha ​​photo. I was lying on the cat crawler, carrying the transplanted hind paws, looking at the camera with curiousness, still cute.

Lin Yiran took a look and felt something was wrong. After looking carefully for a while, he finally found that the cat had a mosaic between its two hind legs.

Lin Yiran knew that Haha was a female cat, but her cheeks were still red with shame. She cursed Zhang Yang secretly and replied to him: "Have you taken it for so long?"

Zhang Yang: "Of course not."

Lin Yiran: "Then what are you doing?"

Zhang Yang: "Watch TV."

Lin Yiran bulged his cheeks and wanted to say you were lying to others, but thinking that he was not able to answer this, he had to agree with his words, chatted for a few more times, put down his cell phone, and continued to chat with his mother for a while, then read a book, and chatted with him for a while before going to bed. He was in a good mood, turned off the lights, and prepared to go to bed.

But another thought came out: Why didn’t he confess his love?

Zhang Yang watched TV and advertisements all night but remembered nothing. Luo Shen never responded. When he said good night to Lin Yiran and was about to go to bed, he saw that she was not ready to reply, so he took the initiative to ask: "Have you not thought about how to answer?"

Luo Shen's crisp, tender and sweet voice exuded a puzzled tone: "What?"

"As long as Lin Yiran is involved, you will become very concerned."

"It's just your psychological effect, why should I answer?"

"All right."

Zhang Yang was not going to worry about this, so he went back to the room and lay down. When the door was closed, he saw Haha and wanted to take the opportunity to go to his room to "exploration", so he quickly blocked it back.

Turn off the light and lie down, but there is no sleepiness. Zhang Yang tossed and turned for a while, and asked Luo Shen again: "Since there is Yang Yuting in this world, will there be Lin Yiran in another world? I met her after Su Hui, and then believe in love again?"

Luo Shen seemed helpless in his tone: "You have the final say in your experience."

Zhang Yang could naturally hear her jokes, but he didn't have much thought to feel these things at this moment. The impact of Yang Yuting's appearance on him was not on love, nor on her desire to make up for her past regrets.

It is her appearance that had a huge impact on Zhang Yang's already accepted "Su Hui" and the understanding of this world: In addition to his parents and relatives, why did there be someone who had appeared in his previous life?

That's why he subconsciously felt, or thought, could Lin Yiran be a person who had appeared in another world?

After all, in that world, I still had no "return" until before Su Hui.

After a long period of confusion, Zhang Yang finally fell asleep in a daze and woke up at some point. He seemed to have dreamed of many things, but he couldn't remember anything. He calmed down and continued to sleep. When he woke up the next day, he obviously felt that he had no rest.

All day long, Zhang Yang was a little dazed and finally got disbanded. After dinner, he went to the company first, but the recording was not in good condition. Seeing that he was in poor spirits, He Yanping thought he couldn't stand the military training, so he asked him to go back and rest first. Now the twelve songs have been recorded, just "strive to excellence".

Yan Xixi suspected that Zhang Yang should be sick, but Zhang Yang neither had a fever nor cough or had runny nose, and did not look like she was sick. Zhang Yang explained that she had not had a good rest, so she was relieved, and then asked Zhang Hongkang to send him back.

When Lin Yiran opened the door, she was having fun with Zhang Zining. When she saw Zhang Yang, the little girl still greeted her politely: "Hello Uncle Zhang."

Zhang Yang was very helpless, and even more helpless, he seemed to have become accustomed to such a title. Seeing that his face seemed not good, Lin Yiran asked with concern: "What's wrong with you? His face didn't seem to be very good."

“I didn’t sleep well last night.”

Zhang Yang slumped on the sofa, pretending to be sad and exaggerated tone to reassure her, but the effect was not good. Lin Yiran reached out and touched her forehead. She didn't feel hot, but she was still worried. She didn't know where to find a thermometer that Zhang Yang didn't know when it existed. She took Zhang Yang's body temperature, which was normal, so she felt relieved.

Seeing this, Zhang Zining said goodbye very sensiblely. After a while, he knocked on the door again and said that there were cold medicines and antipyretic medicines at home. If necessary, let him remember to say it.

Lin Yiran had prepared common medicines for a long time, but she thanked the girl for her kindness. When she closed the door, she saw Zhang Yang leaning on the sofa and staring at him with a bright look. Her face seemed to be much better. She rolled her eyes at him and turned to the balcony.

Zhang Yangqi said: "Why are you doing?"

"Mopping the floor."

Lin Yiran took the mop back, "Haha, I always run around, I must mop the floor every day, otherwise it will be dirty."

"Well……"

Zhang Yang thought about it and seemed that he had not been mopping the floor since he moved in. Lin Yiran saw his expression and rolled his eyes, "Is it good for me to mop the floor every time I come? It's just that Zining is here today, and he's mopping it a little late."

"Do you do?"

Zhang Yang was a little ashamed. He didn't notice that the floor was dragged every day. He thought he loved to be clean and kept it well.

"Of course, it's just mopping the floor."

Lin Yiran grabbed the mop with both hands, as if erecting a spear, walked into the bathroom, and Zhang Yang also got up and followed in.

Girls are generally spoiled in modern society, let alone Lin Yiran’s family background. How could they do housework? It’s fine if Zhang Yang doesn’t know, but how could he watch it work with peace of mind?

When he walked into the bathroom, Lin Yiran was soaking the mop. Zhang Yang took it over. Lin Yiran was still unwilling to let go, as if he was protecting him. Zhang Yang glanced at her and smiled and said, "You can't rob me, the mop is already wet. If the water spilled everywhere, there would be no one else here... I was not the one who suffered a loss."

Lin Yiran's cheeks heated up, glared at him angrily, let go of the mop, stood beside him and watched him soak the mop, and did not forget to give in: "It's not soaked, twist it again, twist it with your hand, don't wring it dry, if it's all water."

Hearing this, she really twisted the mop with her hands, looked at her delicate and tender palms, and then looked at the mop, feeling a little envious.

Wringing out the mop, Zhang Yang came to the living room with the mop. After dragging it twice, he jumped over and followed the mop. From time to time, people stood up and threw themselves at the mop.

In front of Lin Yiran, Zhang Yang did not dare to pick it up and threw it aside. He could only verbally intimidate, but it was of no use at all and was very hindered.

Lin Yiran showed off her experience of mopping the ground these days. She said she would drag like this and then that. Zhang Yang simply stopped dragging it and put the mop in front of her, "Why don't you drag it?"

"I'll drag it!"

Lin Yiran was excited to succeed, happily took over the mop and continued to mop the floor. Haha, she was playing with her, and the fuss became even more exciting. Lin Yiran was a rookie who had not yet passed the fresh season. From time to time, she wanted to make fun of it. The mopping was messy, but fortunately, the floor was not dirty and always had an effect.

Zhang Yang sat on the sofa, watching her mopping the floor seriously and clumsyly, and suddenly called out: "Yiyi."

"Um?"

Zhang Yang always called him this during this period. Lin Yiran had changed from being embarrassed to having only the last three words left. He didn't feel embarrassed. He responded casually, shaking the mop like a big gun, scaring away the haha ​​that jumped around and made things happen, and then continued to bend down to mop the floor.
Chapter completed!