Halfway through the car ride, Lin Jianshen's cell phone rang. It was Yu Xing's call.
"We are on the way back, we are almost here, twenty minutes at most... She drank a little too much, I'm afraid it's not convenient to answer the phone... It was my negligence, I'm sorry... It's nothing Don’t worry about it, okay.”
Intermittent sounds reached the back. Yu Mian curled up and leaned on the large leather chair. Her head was shaking from the car. Waves of nausea filled her throat, causing her to close her eyes tightly and frown deeply. .
The champagne had a strong stamina, and she drank many more glasses on her bare stomach, which made her feel extremely uncomfortable.
Drunkness amplifies the body's emotions. In the past, no matter how uncomfortable her body was, Yu Mian would habitually endure it and pretend as if nothing had happened, because no one would care about her feelings.
But at this moment, listening to the conversation between Lin Jianshen and his brother, and feeling the love of his family, even though Yu Mian's mind was still clear, an inexplicable feeling of grievance emerged in his heart.
Just like a child who fell down, he will endure the pain and get up when his family is not around, but when he sees his parents, he will cry and open his arms to hug him.
Yu Mian is not a very strong child. She has just lived alone for a long time, so she has become independent and tough. At her core, she has always been the child who fell to the ground, arms outstretched, waiting for her family to pick her up.
The car drove smoothly into the courtyard of Yujia Villa. Lin Jianshen parked the car, got out of the car, went to the back seat and opened the door.
A street lamp as tall as one person is erected in the courtyard of the villa, illuminating the road one by one. The orange light exudes a warm atmosphere in the night.
The night was as cool as water, and the street lights dispersed the darkness that was coming like a tide.
Through the soft light, Lin Jianshen saw the girl shrunk into a small ball, her eyes closed tightly, biting her lips, and her face was covered with crystal tears. Tears wet her long eyelashes and dyed the tip of her nose red, making the young girl as fragile as a newborn cub.
The man's pale eyes fell on her face, paused suddenly, and then swayed violently a few times like a candle blown by the wind.
He approached her slowly, with a cautious and panicked tone in his movements.
"Yu Mian? Are you feeling okay?" Lin Jianshen lowered his voice unconsciously, as if any louder would disturb her.
The man's deep voice was hoarse, and in this dark and small space, it was tinged with a bit of ambiguity.
Yu Mian slowly opened her eyes, her beautifully shaped eyes filled with tears, reflecting the light that came from nowhere, and shattered into a pool of stars, filled with sparkles.
She felt very uncomfortable and did not dare to speak for fear that she would spit out her words.
Lin Jianshen saw that she didn't speak, only looked at him with teary eyes, her eyelashes were wet, and two lines of tears fell down her face as soon as she blinked. However, she didn't make a sound when she cried, only biting her lips tightly, silently. Tears endlessly.
I don’t know how long she cried? He had a headache and felt a little at a loss.
Apart from filming, he has basically no experience with the opposite sex. Dai Zhong often said that he was destined to be an orphan.
So facing this little girl who was crying miserably, who was many years younger than him, and who was also his nominal fiancée, he couldn't leave her alone, and he didn't know how to comfort her. Lin Jianshen rarely lost his usual calmness and felt extremely troubled.
He reached out to help her, but Yu Mian was weak and leaned against him limply.
"Are you... feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
The little girl snorted softly from her nose, with a strong cry in her voice. She glanced at him with tearful eyes, then lay on his arm and closed her eyes.
I feel dizzy, as if the world is spinning, and the more it spins, the more uncomfortable it becomes.
Lin Jian breathed a deep sigh of relief. It seemed that he just drank too much.
He gently hugged her and got out of the car, wanting to take her home. At this time, a man walked out of the villa. The man was wearing a black shirt and suit pants. He had a slender figure and a straight back. He gradually approached the two people here.
"Mr. Yu." Lin Jianshen said.
Yu Xing glanced at him, and then moved his gaze to Yu Mian. With sharp eyes, he noticed her tear-stained face and his eyes turned cold. Seeing the two of them closely leaning together again, I felt it was very annoying.
"What happened?" He took a few steps closer and without hesitation reached out to pick up the girl lying on Lin Jianshen.
Seeing that Yu Mian was so limp that she couldn't stand, he simply put one arm around her shoulders, the other through the crook of her knees, and lifted her up horizontally.
After the girl in his arms left, Lin Jianshen felt relieved, but also felt a strange sense of inexplicable loss. However, this feeling was fleeting and disappeared without a trace before he could capture it.
Noticing the question in Yu Xing's eyes, Lin Jianshen said calmly and calmly, "Miss Yu must have drank too much and felt uncomfortable. It's my fault for not taking good care of her. When Miss Yu wakes up, I will take care of her myself." Come and make amends to her.”
Yu Mian was drunk, but Yu Xing didn't worry about it before. But now Yu Mian didn't know how to drink. He was very nervous even going to a banquet. He asked Yu's mother many things to pay attention to, how could he let himself get so drunk at the banquet.
In the entire Yu family, Yu Xing had the most contact with Lin Jianshen. He knew Lin Jianshen's character well, and even though he guessed that there might be another reason for the matter, he still couldn't help but express his anger.
Before going out, Yu's mother asked him to stay in the forest and drink a cup of tea. Yu Xing never mentioned this and only said coldly: "Well, you go back, I will take her home first."
Yu Xing hugged his sister and walked back. He used to only treat her as his sister in name only. He only had responsibilities for her but couldn't show any care for her. Until she changed her appearance, she would call him brother obediently, worry about him being too tired from work, care about his health, and look at him with eyes full of trust and admiration.
There is a saying that love is mutual.
Yu Mian's unreserved sincerity made him gradually realize that he was her brother.
When he was a child, when his mother was just pregnant with Yu Mian, he stroked his mother's swollen belly and said, I want a sister, a cute, soft, coquettish sister, and I will protect her all my life!
It's a pity that the previous sister didn't need his protection. She hated him and treated him as an enemy. That kind of sister was far from his ideal. He was completely unable to feel any love for a sister who resented him.
Only then did he feel that his sister was back.
Being picked up in the air, Yu Mian's dizziness improved a lot. She opened her eyes drowsily and saw the man's stern profile.
"... ... elder brother?"
Yu Xing stopped and lowered his head to look at her. The girl's eyes were filled with tears. His heart felt soft. Warm orange light hit him, and his cold face softened.
"Brother will take you home, he will be there soon."
Yu Mian hummed softly. She buried her face in her brother's shoulder and wiped all her tears on his shirt.
This is her brother, so...she can act coquettishly towards him, right
"It's uncomfortable..." she said softly.
As Yu Xing walked, he asked her, "Where do you feel bad?"
Yu Mian sniffed, "I'm dizzy, it still hurts, and I feel like vomiting."
"Then you still drink so much? Did Lin Jianshen not take good care of you?"
Yu Mian raised his head with a shudder, his bright eyes widened, "No! It's none of his business, I want to drink it myself, I'm happy!"
"What are you happy about?" Yu Xing talks little and doesn't like to say meaningless words. When accompanying his drunk sister, he is willing to chat with her without saying a word.
Yu Mian muttered something inaudible, buried her head in his shoulder again, and remained silent.
When the brother and sister returned home, their father and mother were extremely worried when they saw their drunk daughter. It was clear that it was quite common for Yu Mian to stay up late at night when he was drunk, but they were still extremely worried every time. This is really pitiful for the parents in the world.
After giving her some hangover soup, Yu's mother took care of her, took a bath, and sent her back to her room to rest. During this period, Yu Mian was like a little baby that hadn't grown up yet, and was extremely clingy. She kept calling her mother, which made her heart break.
Seeing that Yu Mian was asleep, Yu's mother came out of the room. Outside, Yu's father and Yu Xing were still in the living room without going to rest.
Yu’s mother smiled and said, “It’s okay, I’m already asleep.”
Yu's father said: "If she cries like that, let her go out less often in the future."
Yu's mother waved her hand and said: "The little girl is sentimental, it's not a big deal. I think Mianmian is much more sensible now, so don't worry about her all the time."
Yu Xing said: "Looking at her tomorrow morning, she should have a headache."
After saying these words, he turned around and returned to the room, his back still looking so indifferent. Yu's father and Yu's mother looked at each other and smiled, with relief and satisfaction in their smiles.
...
Driving back alone, Lin Jianshen asked the director for two days off for this banquet. The Yu family was separated from his residence by more than half a city, and it was almost early morning when they arrived.
When I was about to get out of the car, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a small paper bag placed on the passenger seat.
Flashing before his eyes was the girl's rosy cheeks, her shy expression holding up the paper bag as she looked at him, and her fragile look as she huddled up uneasily in the dimly lit back seat, looking up at him with hazy eyes.
The man's Adam's apple suddenly and unconsciously slid a few times. He reached over and pinched the small paper bag.
He slowly opened the bag, his eyelashes lowered, and before he could see the contents clearly, a sweet scent of sweet-scented osmanthus hit his face.
In the dark night, everything was silent. Lin Jianshen slowly opened the bag and looked at the small white plastic box inside and the neatly stacked light yellow and transparent osmanthus cakes in the box.
There were so many surprises tonight that he realized now that he hadn't eaten dinner yet.
So this sweet-smelling pastry became the ultimate temptation.
There was also a small silver fork thoughtfully placed in the box, and I thought that the little girl said that she made it herself.
Lin Jianshen hesitated for a moment, then took a fork and tentatively put a piece of osmanthus cake into his mouth. The chewing action paused, his calm eyes quietly lit up, and then he slowly and slowly destroyed the entire box of cakes.
Some complicated thoughts became calm again as the sweet-scented osmanthus cake disappeared and he returned to his rational mind.