Lin Zong parked the car on the side of the road, turned around and looked at him with a melancholy face. This look made Lin Yao feel that he couldn't breathe smoothly. Lin Zong was five years older than him. Since he was a child, he felt that besides his father, his brother was the most powerful. Although Lin Zong was sometimes bored and liked to tease him for fun, this did not affect the majestic image of his brother in his mind at all.
Lin Zong only looked at him like this in two situations. One was when Lin Zong brought his girlfriend home from school and he was caught leaning on the window to peek. The other was when he followed Lin Zong and his girlfriend walking on the street and was caught...
Lin Yao suddenly felt that he was really unlucky. No matter what he did, he would be discovered. He didn't know how many lifetimes he had cultivated to gain such skills, but his skills had reached a level that was hated by both humans and gods.
"It's been a month since your birthday, right?" Lin Zong stared at him for almost a minute and suddenly asked.
"Ah?" Lin Yao was stunned. Birthday? His birthday is in December, and it's on the 27th. When he was a kid, he hated birthdays the most. He would be one year older in January, and he always felt like he was two years older on his birthday. "Yeah."
"If you don't have a particular gift you want, I'll buy it for you. How about that?" Lin Zong thought for a moment and slapped his hand on the steering wheel, as if he had made up his mind.
"Didn't you always buy things for me on your own? You never asked me." Lin Yao felt that Lin Zong's question was very impolite. From childhood to adulthood, the birthday gifts that Lin Zong gave him were all based on his own preferences. None of them were what he said he wanted. Basically, they were things that Lin Zong liked, and they were bought and passed through his hands before being taken away.
Most importantly, wasn't Lin Zong going to ask him about Da Qie? Why did he suddenly turn to birthdays? Lin Yao's brain was already lacking oxygen, so it wasn't working very well. Lin Zong didn't play his cards in order, so he couldn't figure it out.
"I'll give you a big one this time," Lin Zong gritted his teeth, "What color do you like?"
“…Red.” Lin Yao answered dazedly.
"Okay," Lin Zong nodded, restarted the car, and drove home, "I'll buy you a Grand Cherokee."
Lin Yao's eyes and teeth almost popped out of his face!
What does it mean? Buying a Grand Cherokee for your birthday
Got caught kissing the director on a Grand Cherokee so was rewarded with a Grand Cherokee
No, wait!
Lin Yao pressed his face against the car window to cool it down before turning his head away. Lin Zong probably didn’t notice that he kissed Guan Ze in the car!
Shit! What the hell does this mean
"Brother, Lin Zong," Lin Yao poked Lin Zong's arm with his finger, "What exactly do you want to say when you ask me to get in the car?"
Lin Zong didn't look at him, only at the road ahead: "You were so stubborn and insisted on buying a car. What kind of car would you buy? You only make a few thousand a month, which is not even enough for gas, and you still want to buy a car."
"Yes, and then what?" Lin Yao seemed to understand what Lin Zong meant, but was still a little unsure.
"You've been like this since you were little. You stare at something when you want it, and even talk about it in your sleep." Lin Zong glanced at him sideways, pressed the remote control on the car, and opened the garage door at home. His father's car was blocking the garage door. Lin Zong shouted, "Fuck, Dad is such a low-class person! How can my car get in with so little space!"
"He left it for my Xiali. I just walked in and out along the edge. Who knew you would come back?" Lin Yao said anxiously. "Can you tell me everything first? I'll help you move the car after you finish."
"It's not like our family doesn't have the money to buy you a car," Lin Zong looked at him, "Why do you have the nerve to get into your director's car all day long? Find a chance to have someone take you back, and you drive all the way, right? Enjoy it? Go down and help me push dad's car inside."
“… Shit!” Lin Yao was stunned for nearly ten seconds before he came to his senses. He cursed and jumped out of the car.
Dad's car is usually in neutral without the handbrake. Lin Yao pushes against the back of the car and pushes it in, thinking about Lin Zong's words as he pushes.
So Lin Zong feels that every time he sees Guan Ze’s car coming back by itself, he feels that he is too shameless
Lin Yao was pushing the cart with his butt sticking out. Lin Zong's car was slowly coming up behind him. He looked back at Lin Zong in the car and felt a little uneasy. Was he overthinking things? Or was Lin Zong not telling the truth
Lin Zong's brain was much better than his. When he was thinking about something, he would usually stop after turning three bends, but Lin Zong could turn eighteen bends on the mountain road.
In this respect, Lin Zong is like his father. Although his father gave him the first money for his business, he never asked his father for help again. He is doing very well. Mom said that your brother is the little fox born by an old fox, but Lin Yao is completely different. Mom always thinks that she lost her memory that year and met another man who gave birth to Lin Yao. Fortunately, the two brothers look like their father.
"Brother," Lin Yao leaned against the back of his father's car and looked at Lin Zong who got out of the car, "Is it really for this?"
"Why?" Lin Zong smiled at him and locked the car. "Why do you think it should be? If you have something you want to do, I won't stop you."
Lin Yao looked at Lin Zong's genuine fox smile, and his heart was beating fast: "No, don't cheat me."
The mother was very happy that both of her sons were at home to have dinner with her, and she prepared a few of her specialties.
"Do you have a girlfriend?" Mom picked up some food for both of them and looked at Lin Zong again, "When will you bring her back so I can see her?"
"If you want to open your eyes, you have to wait for the next one," Lin Zong said without even raising his head. It was his skill to eat the food cooked by his mother and drink at the same time. "It's all divided."
"Divided?" Mom shouted in surprise, her voice full of disappointment, "Lin Zong, you are already 28, and you haven't divided enough? I'm anxious to have a grandchild! How can you be so unreliable!"
The mother turned her eyes to Lin Yao unhappily. Lin Yao shuddered in his heart and quickly lowered his head to eat two chopsticks of apple stewed pork ribs: "Mom, I'm still young."
"I see, you still need to grow taller, right?" the mother said with a sigh. "The eldest son has been in love since he was a child. He has enough girlfriends to start a etiquette company. The youngest son has never mentioned a girl's name except for the time when a little girl pulled a tuft of his hair out in elementary school and he cried a lot. None of them are reliable."
After dinner, Lin Zong sat on the sofa and watched a tearful amnesia TV series with his mother. Lin Yao cleared the dishes and went into the kitchen to wash them.
Less than two minutes into the shower, Lin Zong came in with his cell phone, which he was using to play music on: "Your phone."
Lin Yao immediately remembered that he had asked Guan Ze to call him in the evening. His legs went weak with fear. Although the number of Guan Ze saved in his phone was written as Director Guan, it would be hard to explain if Lin Zong saw that the director drove a Grand Cherokee back to him and then called him.
He rushed in front of Lin Zong with a hand full of detergent foam and grabbed the phone. The foam on his hand rubbed onto Lin Zong's clothes. Lin Zong wiped the foam that hit his face and turned to leave.
Swing the sword!
"Oh, the Bodhisattva has appeared," Lin Yao whispered, and picked up the phone. "Hello?"
"Sister Xiao, what are you doing?" Guan Ze's voice came out with a smile.
Lin Yao turned around and leaned against the sink, unable to suppress a smile on his face: "Washing dishes, I thought you would call later."
"Just finished eating? I just ate something downstairs when I got back, and didn't pay attention to the time." Guan Ze stretched, "Why don't you wash the dishes first, and I'll make it for you later."
“No, no,” Lin Yao held the phone between his face and shoulder, quickly turning on the water to rinse the bowl, “I’ll be done soon.”
"You're still washing the dishes. You're quite diligent."
"My mother fired the aunt because she thought her cooking was not as nutritious as hers. No one washes the dishes. My brother doesn't wash dishes. After he washes them, he at least breaks half of them. So I have to wash them." Lin Yao smiled and put the washed dishes into the cupboard.
"Your brother is back?" Guan Ze was stunned.
"Yeah, just follow me." Thinking of this, Lin Yao felt uneasy. He wiped the water on his hands on his clothes and lowered his voice, "I'll tell you when I get back to the room. I was scared to death."
When passing by the living room, Lin Yao saw that his mother's eyes were red again. He didn't know which crying scene she was watching. Lin Zong was standing next to her, slowly taking out tissues and handing them to his mother one by one.
"Damn you," Mom pointed at Lin Yao while wiping her eyes with a tissue, "Run away after dinner!"
"I'm on the phone..." Lin Yao was confused by what he was saying. What the hell
"That's your youngest son," Lin Zong waved at him, pulled his mother's hand over and pointed at the TV, "Point there."
Lin Yao trotted up the stairs and entered the room: "Did you see a Captiva enter our neighborhood when you left today?"
"Captiva?" Guan Ze thought for a moment, "I didn't notice what kind of car it was, but it seemed like a white car went in. What's going on, your brother?"
"Yes! White! It was my brother. He came in right after me and insisted that I get in the car to talk. He scared me so much that my legs almost folded," Lin Yao was very excited. He threw himself on the bed and pushed the quilt twice. "He saw you sending me home last time and he saw you again today. How can you be so mean!"
"What did you say?" Guan Ze's voice sounded calm.
"Here's the key! He didn't say anything else, just that I wanted a Grand Cherokee so badly, and that he wanted to give me one for my birthday!" Lin Yao jumped off the bed again, "Oh, I forgot to tell him not to..."
"And you didn't say anything else?" Guan Ze interrupted him.
"Well, I won't say anything. I always feel uneasy." Lin Yao frowned, walked around the room and sat back on the bed.
"What does your brother do?"
"He runs a black market," Lin Yao turned on the computer with his foot, "He owns a holiday village, a private restaurant, and he's planning to open an arcade recently. He's quite capable, what's wrong?"
"Your brother is smarter than you." Guan Ze smiled.
"What do you want to say?" Lin Yao was already used to comments like Lin Zong's brain was faster than his, and he wasn't unhappy at all.
"Maybe he knows, but you don't want to tell him, so he pretends not to know." Guan Ze thought about it.
"No one wants to talk about this casually. If he knows, then he knows. Why would he scare me?" Lin Yao sighed.
"Remind you that he knows."
Lin Yao was stunned for a long time before he spoke: "What should I do if my brother really knows?"
"Don't want your family to know?" Guan Ze asked him.
"Well, not now," Lin Yao lowered his head and muttered softly, "I said, I just want to have a good relationship, I haven't thought about anything else. I'm afraid my family will find out. I know it's childish to think so, but even if I want to die, I have to live a good life first."
"Then just pretend you don't know." Guan Ze's voice was gentle.
"Pretend not to know?"
"Well, even if your brother knows but didn't point it out, you can just pretend that you don't know that he might know," Guan Ze smiled, "If he really knows, wait until he can't hold it anymore and ask you. I don't think he will ask you easily."
“… If my brother knew what you were up to, he would definitely kill you.” Lin Yao clicked his tongue.
"What should I do? You don't have enough brains, but I can't just ignore it."
"Get lost, you're not smart enough," Lin Yao listened to Guan Ze's words and always found the key points he wanted to hear. He laughed for a while, "Forget it, don't think too much. Although my brother has bullied me since I was a child, if he really knew, he probably wouldn't do anything to me."
"Don't think too much. If you feel you can't handle it, ask your brother to come find me." Guan Ze tapped the phone. "Sister Xiao, do you want to kill someone online?"
"Who to kill?" Lin Yao jumped onto the chair and sat down. He hadn't been online often since he knew Hengdao's identity. He had hardly used his new equipment. When he heard about killing someone, he felt happy.
"The system has opened a new area for immigrants. I was eager to kill a lot of people before leaving, and then I'll leave after killing them all."
Lin Yao opened the game interface and saw the system prompt. As expected, immigration will start next month. Players from the old servers can migrate to several newly opened servers. At the same time, three old servers will be merged.
Next month, their server will be merged with several other old servers. Whether it is equipment, summoned beasts, or team cooperation, these old servers are no worse than theirs. In other words, a new round of competition is about to begin, and unlike the previous dominance by them, this is fair competition.
"Should we leave or stay? Should we move to a new server?" Lin Yao saw Hengdao Lima's account online at home, so he quickly drove the account back home and stood side by side with Hengdao in front of the bed.
"The madman is leaving, and many of your old enemies are leaving too." Guan Ze turned the number around, and the two men stood face to face and made a hugging gesture.
"Then we won't leave." Lin Yao said without thinking, and put his number in front of the Hengdao number again. He didn't want to hang out with the original group of people anymore.
"Well, someone from the old server contacted me and asked me to bring my wife, the bossy server, to help them. Do you want to go?"
Although Hengdao and Yixiaohao are only awesome in their own servers, they were quite prominent in the previous inter-server wars. Now that the servers are about to merge, they come to recruit people in advance. Lin Yao sighed, "Why didn't you tell me?"
"I seem to be easier to talk to. Sister Yixiao is so arrogant that it might be hard to communicate with her."
"Alright, whatever. If you say you want to go, then go. If you don't want to go, then don't go. I don't mind." Lin Yao sniffed and put a cigarette between his lips.
"The husband sings and the wife follows?" Guan Ze was happy.
Lin Yao didn't say anything. He stared at the two people hugging each other face to face on the screen. Yixiao's head rested on Hengdao's chest. He tapped the screen with his finger: "Master Dao, let's discuss something."
"explain."
"Let's switch accounts. I'll play the male account and you the female account?"
"casual."
Lin Yao immediately logged out of his own account and replaced Hengdao's account with his own. When he saw Yixiao come online and return home, he immediately went over to hug him.
"Come on, call me husband." Lin Yao smiled at the screen for a long time.
"Husband." Guan Ze called out without any hesitation.
"Oh, my wife, you are so good. Your husband is so sweet." Lin Yao slapped the table, feeling very satisfied. He especially wished Guan Ze was in front of him right now. He would definitely hug him and give him a big kiss.
"Are you going to kill someone?" Guan Ze asked.
"Go!" Lin Yao continued to slap the table twice.
"Well, you form a team, and the killing is up to you, husband."
"Wait," Lin Yao suddenly remembered that he was driving a Hengdao account. During PK, the control account was the core of a team. He looked at the dazzling array of equipment on the Hengdao account and said, "I can't play with you on this account."
"What? You don't want to be my husband anymore?" Guan Ze said with a smile in his voice.
"Let's do it after we finish killing them." Lin Yao answered with a stern face.
Lin Yao spent the whole night in front of the computer killing people with Guan Ze. When he went to bed at night, he dreamed of himself running back and forth with a whip in his hand.
After getting up in the morning and going downstairs, he waved twice, but only stopped when he saw Lin Zongshi sitting in the living room eating a loving breakfast.
"Pretty beautiful?" Lin Zong glanced at him and poured him a glass of milk.
"Brother," Lin Yao sat down next to Lin Zong, "Can you change the birthday present you mentioned yesterday? I wouldn't dare to drive the Grand Cherokee if Dad knew about it. I would be so embarrassed."
"I didn't ask him to buy it for you." Lin Zong took a bite of the heart-shaped raisin cookie in his hand and frowned, "Is our mother able to put the ingredients in correctly? Raisins are bitter."
"I told you to buy it yourself. If I can't afford it, I won't open the shop." Lin Yao picked up a beautiful-looking pancake, put it in his mouth and took a bite. He also frowned, but when he saw his mother coming out of the kitchen, he quickly relaxed his brows.
"Then what do you want?" Lin Zong looked at him.
"Why don't you buy me a better kayak? Last time I went fishing with Jun'er and the others, his kayak leaked in the middle of the reservoir, so we had to swim back. I was so tired. He was even worse off than me. He could only doggy paddle, and he had to take off his clothes while swimming to avoid being pulled down and drowned."
"OK."
Lin Zong did not mention the matter of Guan Ze and Da Qie again, so Lin Yao did as Guan Ze said and pretended not to know.
But when he went out, Lin Zong's car kept following him. Lin Zong was going to the bank and was traveling with him. Lin Yao was very nervous. He was afraid that Lin Zong would see Guan Ze's car, so he wanted to call Guan Ze and ask him to be careful, but Lin Zong was following behind him and could see his movements.
Although making a phone call in the car was no big deal, he had never done such a thing since he was a child, and he always felt a little guilty.
Fortunately, God took pity on him, and the traffic light was green when he passed the intersection for the first time, so he drove straight through, and he didn't see Guan Ze's 444 on the road. After a while, Lin Zong honked the horn behind him, preparing to turn left, and he breathed a sigh of relief and honked it as well.
When he arrived at the parking lot and parked his car in the old spot, Guan Ze's car drove in and parked next to his.
"Damn, are you behind here?" Lin Yao looked at Guan Ze.
"Well, it's a few cars away from your brother's car, don't worry." Guan Ze smiled and walked towards the elevator.
"Wife, you are also an old fox," Lin Yao caught up with him and walked side by side with him, "Please treat me to dinner tonight. My father is back today, so I don't have to accompany my mother."
"I..." Guan Ze pressed the elevator button, "Not too old, right?"
"Please treat me to a meal!" Lin Yao emphasized.
"Well, what do you want to eat?" The elevator came down and Guan Ze walked in.
"It's a bit cold to go to the mountaintop restaurant this weather," Lin Yao walked into the elevator and leaned to one side to think, "It's also cold to go to the riverside to eat fish, and ordinary restaurants don't have much atmosphere. It may be difficult to book a table at a romantic place now. But it doesn't necessarily mean that today is not a holiday..."
Guan Ze didn't say anything, just watched him mutter to himself quietly.
When he reached the first floor, a few people came in. Lin Yao stopped talking, made way for them, and continued to think.
A little girl was on the phone, smiling sweetly: "I don't know what to eat either, you decide."
That's right, I don't know what to eat either, why don't you just figure it out? Lin Yao added in his mind.
"That's fine, but I've been feeling a little irritated these past few days. Wouldn't it be too dry to eat hotpot?" the little girl whispered again.
Not really, it depends on what kind of hot pot you eat... The hot pot is pretty good. Lin Yao swallowed his saliva.
"Then let's go to your house and make it," the little girl smiled, "and then we can buy some vegetables after get off work."
Lin Yao stopped talking in his mind and looked up at the little girl who was smiling happily.
Why.
When we got out of the elevator and walked towards the company, Guan Ze asked in a low voice: "Have you thought about it?"
"No." Lin Yao rubbed his nose.
"Let's go buy groceries after get off work," Guan Ze said, then he passed him and walked in front, and whispered, "Come to my house to cook."