Chapter 86 Love Letter

For Lin En, the happiest thing last night was the second transaction he completed with the kind-hearted lady.

Long-term investment is very important.

As far as Lin En knows, the blessing method performed by the kind-hearted lady has obviously surpassed the head of the [Light Bearer] branch. Of course, it is also possible that Lin En misjudged, but the probability of that situation is very small.

In short, with a good start and a little bit of friendship, Lin En will not be short-sighted enough to directly consume the friendship between each other and ask for something. It is of course best to be able to trade fairly. Even if it is not possible, don't do anything that damages friendship. After careful analysis, Lin En won the attention of the other party with the peace conference as a bargaining chip.

The transaction went smoothly. She made it clear that both parties traded in a private capacity, which actually showed her attention to Lin En herself.

Before leaving the star realm.

The kind-hearted lady told Lin En bluntly that she owed him a favor in this battle.

When the real identities of both parties have taken a step forward for each other, saying this is tantamount to saying, I will definitely compensate you well if there is a chance.

Of course, Lin En accepted it with pleasure.

But he didn't take it too seriously. Facts have proved that gratitude is easy to deteriorate without the bondage of common interests. If you expect too much from others' gratitude, you will lose the true meaning of long-term investment.

He woke up from a chaotic dream, his eyelids trembling slightly.

The warm morning sun shone on the sleepy face of the beautiful boy, and he lazily supported his body with a hangover. Lin En remembered that he had a day off today. For a social animal, nothing is more exciting than rest days and holidays.

Thinking of the time before crossing, Lin En was sad.

At that time, he was really numb from working. Later, he didn't know what he wanted. Was it sleeping for half a year? 10 bottles of energy drinks? Or a beast-like sex?

"I'm alive."

Standing in front of the mirror, Lin En Moriarty, who had just washed his face, looked energetic in the mirror, with a healthy blush on his fair face. His emerald eyes were full of hope. He could feel his heart beating vigorously in his chest as he breathed. It was ironic that he didn't feel so alive in the past.

Only at this moment, life was so real.

What was Lin's day off like?

Of course, he emptied his mind.

In the past week, he had accumulated a lot of information in his brain. Under the symptoms of hypermemory, remembering every detail very clearly was a burden that only Lin could understand.

Especially those very impactful pictures, the emotions at that moment would gradually become numb and forgotten by ordinary people, but not Lin. For him, one of the side effects of hypermemory was that the whole person became emotional. If he couldn't deal with his accumulated emotions well, it would probably have a serious impact on his mental health.

At least, Lin didn't want to become an antisocial lunatic at all.

Go downstairs and come back.

A cup of hot tea, a plate of sandwiches and boiled eggs. The simple breakfast on the table was a bit shabby, but in Lin's eyes, the food with the morning filter was particularly beautiful, and could heal people's hearts with the purest beauty.

"I live for myself first, and then for more people."

Carefully picking up the hot tea, the images that emerged in Lin En's mind were the hungry children who died under the sticks, the lifeless faces in the downtown area, the curious scenes of the skeleton angels, and the contemptuous smile of the perverts he had locked on.

After a cup of hot tea went into his stomach, all those disgusting and negative images gradually faded away in the warm heat rising from his stomach. Sitting upright, Lin En had a gorgeous posture, and with his eyes downcast, he looked like some painted portraits in the church. In addition to tasting the sweetness on the tip of his tongue, he also tasted those pictures more rationally. The mature and kind boy was adjusting himself.

In the small living room, the painting under the influence of the morning light was extremely beautiful.

It seemed like the top painter, swaying with the richest inspiration and casting with the most expensive pigments. Bathed in the morning light, Lin En had no joy or sadness on his face, but revealed an extremely strong emotion.

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“My dear lady, your face is deeply rooted in my heart, as if…”

Shhhh!!

Lin En irritably tore off the cheesy love letter and scratched his head. He was now in one of the biggest difficulties in his life, writing love letters.

It was not that Lin En could not write, but that no matter how he wrote it, it was not right.

If it was a little girl who was not experienced in the world, Lin En was confident that his sweet words could easily coax the other party into a daze. But if the target was a smart and beautiful mature woman like the Countess, she might have received more love letters than the meals he had eaten.

How should this love letter be written to let the Count know that he did not despise her, let alone forget the deal between them?

There is no doubt that Amis is beautiful and unparalleled, famous, and owns a mansion.

She is a woman who has seen all the prosperity.

What kind of love letter can touch her heart? Lin En was thinking hard, but he felt that his scheming thinking might be even worse. So far, Lord Amis has been very good to me, and Lin En also cherishes such an ambiguous and sweet relationship.

Feeling upset, Lin En simply came to the window and looked down at the morning scene of Squirrel Street.

Knock knock knock.

The sudden knock on the door startled Lin En. He turned his head and shouted outside, having guessed who would come so early in the morning.

"Come in."

"I thought you would say, welcome back, sweetheart." Sophia complained as she pushed the door open.

"What?" Lin En was stunned.

"Well, you held your sister tightly yesterday and kept calling me sweetheart. You little bastard, do you know that you tore off my bra? Hiss... You don't know how to be gentle, it seems to be blue." Sophia rubbed her plumpness, revealing her tough side.

Lin En's brain was a little out of order.

Is he so scary? After getting drunk last night, he grabbed Sophia and did such a bold thing. What surprised Lin En even more was that Sophia didn't blow his dog head off.

"I, I'm drunk..."

"Yes, yes, you're drunk, otherwise you wouldn't be so obedient when I changed your clothes." After yesterday, Sophia seemed to have something else mixed in with her closeness to Lin En, and glared at Lin En with resentment.

In Lin En's embarrassment, the eldest sister quickly glanced at the love letter on the table that was torn and written, written and torn.

"What is that? Love letter?"

Sophia's tone suddenly became teasing and cheerful. This was the first time in her life that she saw her brother write a love letter.

"Oh my God, Lin En, why did you tear up the letter you wrote so well? If you don't know how to write, why don't you ask me?"

"You?"

Subconsciously ignoring many unimportant things, Lin En looked at the eldest sister with suspicion. He felt that it was more appropriate for her to hold an axe in her hand than a pen.