Lin Xin stepped forward and walked out of the crowd and the body was slightly straighter. She looked up and looked at the hostess sitting on the main seat. She didn't know why the teenager would order her. Her goal was not a teenager but a hostess.
The hostess saw her son with a sick number, her brows wrinkled and she turned her head and asked her the child about the situation.
The dean did not expect that the young master would look at Lin Xin at a glance.
In the past few days, she has settled a lot. She invited her to come in and wanted to save the trouble of preaching. Second, he did not like to have positive contact with Lin Xin. She gave him an invisible pressure. A child in her teens said If you do, things like you are in your twenties. This is a bit of fear in the middle of the night.
He bowed his body and whispered: "Being sick, the doctor said it is difficult to cure." It is his fault to say that the infectious disease is sent to the wife and the young master.
The hostess looked at Lin Xin's face pale and almost transparent. It was like a disease, but the appearance of about ten years old is the age of the flower season. It is so quiet to die. It is a pity to think about it, and I can't help but have a pity. If the treatment is good, if it is not cured, is it not sad?
The hostess hesitated to look at her son. The boy immediately thought of the mother. He saw her sick and ordered her, but she forgot that her mother was a soft heart.
Juvenile said: "I think it is still a good boy."
The hostess immediately answered: "Then you pick another one." She will be sad for a while when she is dead, not to mention a living person. Even if the child had donated money to the orphanage for two days, she specially proposed her to let her go to see a doctor.
Lin Xin heard that the teenager had to give up, and his heart was tight: this is a great opportunity, she can not give up. She straightened her back and said flatly: "You adopt me, I don't want to die here."
The young man raised his eyebrows and explored Lin Xin. The girl in her teens was handsome and handsome. Her eyes were clear and firm, and her undeveloped body was like a piece of paper. How to look at it is a child, but the words are so calm. He would like to see what she can do to keep her behind.
The teenager said, "Why should I stay with you? It is a waste of time to take you back."
Lin Xin blinked at the dean standing next to the hostess. The two eyes were wrong. Lin Xin's mouth was like a declaration of war to him: Waiting~
It was this inadvertent contempt for the eyes of all beings that made him feel worried. It was a child, especially an orphanage. The child should not have the look. He took the glasses on his nose and rubbed it with his clothes to cover his panic.
Lin Xin sneered in her heart, calm and brief: "I have never forgotten that the pi rate can be back to tens of thousands." She is not talking big words, when others used to study hard, she can easily get full marks. It relies on her super memory and sensitivity to numbers.
The boy's head tilted slightly and said with interest: "Whoever speaks, let's try."
He asked the dean to come to a book and throw it to Lin Xin.
"Zi Zhi Tong Jian" Lin Xin slightly stunned God, this world and her original world have such multiple things. She opened the first page, the content is exactly the same as her previous life, and the second page is still the same. She turned over four or five pages and handed it to the boy and said, "Okay."
Then she went back to the fifth page from the preface of the prologue. The teenager was slightly surprised, but she still didn't believe that her memory would be so good. I also asked the dean to ask for this unpopular book, throw it to Lin Xin, and flip the page and start from there. Lin Xin turned over a few pages and the words were not bad.
"Do you still have to circumvent the pi?" Lin Xin asked, confidently writing on his face, and his mouth was involuntarily brought with the superiority of these twenty years.
The youngster smelled the same kind of breath and was confident above the average person. His eyes narrowed and he said: "Mom, she is."
The hostess is hesitant, and the decision of the juvenile depends on the direction of Libra.
She stood up and said to the dean: "Xiaoya is her."
The dean also wanted to persuade: "Madam, her illness..."
The boy turned back, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and he stared at the dean: "Which person do I want to choose, is it still your turn to interject?"
The dean hurried back to his neck and stepped back. When no one saw it, he glanced at Lin Xin and snorted in his heart: 'small □'.
Lin Xin's victory slammed him, and the delicate face burst into a gorgeous color that was inconsistent with her appearance.
The young boy with a high IQ and a confident child does not seem to grow up in an orphanage, and why has she not left the orphanage yet? The teenager has an interest in this mysterious girl.
He glanced at Lin Xin's shabby dress and asked, "Lin Bo, is there a girl's clothes?"
The man in his forties, who is next to the hostess, said: "The young master has it. I will go to the car now." The young master has cleanliness and can't see anything dirty. He had prepared several sets of clothes for boys and girls long before he came, in case he needed it.
Lin Bo took a set of clothes and shoes from the car. He handed over to Lin Xin and told her to take a bath. After changing to clean clothes, she left the orphanage with them.
Lin Xin got an unprecedented preferential treatment. The canteen aunt specially burned a large bucket of hot water for her. She alone occupied the bathhouse of the orphanage, soaked in a warm wooden barrel, and thought about the next step.
A wave of wind and waves swept through the green ivy, like playing on the beach, layering and emitting a slight rustling sound.
Under the green wall of Gao Li, followed by a beautiful child behind a beautiful boy. He took a step and he took a step. He stopped and stopped. The young boy turned sharply, and the beautiful child rushed away like a thief, and his poor acting skills could not even fool himself.
This boy is a young boy who wants to adopt Lin Xin. He does not want to listen to his mother's sad words and go out alone. I didn't take a few steps and the little tail came up. He has not seen him among a group of children, and why is he following himself?
This beautiful boy is Lin Xinyu. He heard that Lin Xin was adopted and wanted to see her again and see the last one. I heard that she was taking a shower, and he was waiting for her outside the door. This time, I am afraid I will not see you again in this life. Seeing the person who adopted her walk in the yard, he wanted to see what kind of person he was adopting and he followed.
He is not malicious.
The teenager whispered, "Why are you following me?"
Lin Xinyu timidly bowed his head and stepped back two steps. He whispered, "Do you want to adopt Lin Xin?"
Juvenile thought: Who is Lin Xin? By the way, Lin Xin is the girl with high intelligence and confidence.
He replied briefly: "Yes."
Lin Xinyu looked up and carefully looked at the person in front of him. He looked only two or three years older than him, but he was taller than him. He bowed his head inferiority and passed the question: "Is your family rich?"
Where are the mentally handicapped children? Can you not see if you have money and no money? Is it too rude to ask people directly if they have money?
The teenager was too lazy to pay attention to him and turned and was about to leave. Lin Xinyu suddenly stepped forward and stopped his way.
The young man's brow was slightly wrinkled, and no one ever stopped him. His eyes flowed and a knife fell on Lin Xinyu.
Lin Xinyu was so scared that he bowed and stepped back two steps. He said weakly: "Lin Xin, she likes braised pork. She likes to sleep. She likes to sunbathe. She still..." He couldn't seem to like her. What is it, in fact, he does not know much about her.
I have never met before, and I have to leave. Knowing that she will be better, she is still sad.
Lin Xinyu said that he couldn't help but shed tears, his tears covered his clothes, and he couldn't say a word.
The teenager looked at the beautiful child who was crying and became a tearful person, and there was endless disgust in his heart. Only the most incompetent person will cry, and he is still a man. He stepped back two steps to keep a distance from this weak man.
Lin Xinyu thought he was leaving, and his words had not been finished. He quickly pulled his arm and said: "You must take care of Lin Xin."
The teenager shouted: "Let go!" He pushed him. Lin Xinyu sat down on the floor and looked at the boy with a pale face on his chest.
At this moment, the young man understands why he hates him, the stupid self-righteous human being, without his brain and IQ, and Lin Xin is obviously the one he wants to be taken care of.
The teenager coldly said: "Roll." The momentum will not allow him to resist.
The man in front of him let Lin Xinyu feel the crisis from the depths of his heart. That is a man's intuition, what kind of crisis he still can't understand. He feels that the youthful atmosphere is very similar to Lin Xin. They are a person of the world. They are just a waste hiding in the dark corner. A trace of sunlight hit his world, and this beam was going to return to her original world. He couldn't catch it anymore. He couldn't touch it. He still told himself that she would have been better.
More silly and naive thoughts. He is not willing, not willing. He wiped his tears and climbed up from the ground. He straightened his head and looked up: "You let me roll, will I roll?" The proud look is exactly the same as Lin Xin.
The young man squatted, like his own things were occupied, and there was no taste in his heart.
At this time, there was a scream in the east, which was the direction of Lin Xin's room.
The young man's heart was tight, and he took a long leg and ran in the direction of the voice. Lin Xinyu followed him to the door of Lin Xin's bath.
The door opened wide, the bath barrel was knocked over to the ground, and the hot water mixed with blood was flowing out. Seeing the bloody teenager's scalp numb, the footsteps are not going to go forward. Lin Xinyu rushed into the room and looked for Lin Xin's figure.
I saw her wrapped in a white bath towel, covering a significant part of the body. The messy hair is naked. On the exposed shoulders, the red mark on the underside of the neck is exposed to the air. She shivered tightly and held a pair of blood-stained scissors. Her eyes whispered: "President, I beg you, you let me go, you let me go, don't come over, don't come over... "she was
The dean was lying a meter away, and the blood stained his lower body. Because of the pain, he kept twitching and saw Lin Xinyu coming in. His painful eyes were slightly angry. He raised his hand to grab Lin Xinyu, but he never noticed him from the moment he entered the door.