Under Mo Lin's careful care, Lynch will be discharged from the hospital soon. At this time, Lin Yongbai had already gone back to school.
On this day, Lin Zhong personally came to pick him up and leave the hospital. Lynch was somewhat satisfied with this result. Lin Zhong is the person Lin Jue trusts the most, and he will let him pick him up, which is already a great improvement compared to before.
However, after all, I still have some regrets. I thought Lin Jue would come in person.
Watching people coming and going tidy up things for him, busy before and after... everyone looks respectful and works in an orderly manner. I couldn't help but sigh for a moment, how did the original body enjoy such treatment
Lin Jue is such a person who acts recklessly, loves him for life, and hates him for his death—
Especially when young and frivolous. He didn't like the original match, but it was because it was forced on him by the family. Does he really like Lin Yongbai's mother? It's just because of the family's opposition, so they have to go retrograde.
And when that person dies, self-righteous first love is always the best, even if he doesn't really like it.
After what happened that day, we can know that Lin Yongbai's love from him now is just relying on the self-righteous beauty that has been fermented by time-what if this beauty has maggots one day? That must have been a great scene...
The original body was angered, and there was no chance to get close to Lin Jue. But now, Lynch used Lin Jue's little bit of guilt to let him face up to himself and understand himself slowly. He gave Lin Jue a chance, a chance for Lin Jue to give his heart... Then, will the rest be far behind
"What is Ah Qi thinking?" Mo Lin's concerned voice came from behind, Lin Qi came back to his senses, and smiled, "Thinking... I can finally leave this ghost place!"
Even though Lynch's smile is bright, the unique sadness in the depths of his eyes can't hold back the imagination of those who are caring - what the young master of a wealthy family needs is not the service of people coming and going, but a little care from his father. Therefore, Mo Lin, who felt distressed, rubbed Lynch's hair and said, "Ah Qi will be fine soon, I promise."
Lynch pursed his lips and smiled, there was no need to clarify such a misunderstanding.
…
Lynch was sitting in a wheelchair and was pushed to the hospital gate by Mo Lin behind him. A black car stopped not far away. There are a few steps here, and immediately two bodyguards in black stepped forward and carefully lifted his wheelchair down.
When he got close, Lynch looked at the black car and frowned. Mo Lin naturally understood, he turned around and prepared to carry Lynch into the car.
Suddenly, the car door opened slowly, and a person came out with a blank and indifferent expression—it was Lin Jue.
"Father!" Lynch smiled in surprise for a moment.
Lin Jue glanced at Mo Lin lightly, then went straight to Lin Qi's side, bowed and picked him up. Regardless of Lynch's dumbfounded expression, he directly carried him into the car. Then he sat on his side.
"Drive." A cold voice sounded, and the car bounced out.
Although Mo Lin who stayed behind felt that it was a good thing that Ah Qi was valued by his father, why did he feel that Lin Jue is a bit strange today
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In fact, Lynch was only half sure that the other party would come, but unexpectedly... things went smoothly beyond imagination.
Thinking of this, Lynch couldn't help but bend his eyebrows, those bright black eyes seemed to be filled with all the gentleness and brilliance in the world, and the drowning heart was swayed.
Lin Jue turned his head and saw the other party's smile, and suddenly felt that the decision to reject Yongbai's parent meeting today was particularly correct. I couldn't help but feel inexplicable pride in my heart. The more I get to know this son, the more I am satisfied. His appearance and demeanor are worthy of his own son.
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Back home, it was still Lin Jue who carried him directly to the room on the second floor.
Lynch has nothing against this kind of princess. Anyway, his legs are inconvenient now, and there will be a lot of inconvenient things to say in the future...
Along the way, he still showed a little shyness at the right time, and put his warm palm on the opponent's delicate chest in a little bewilderment, sliding slightly with the opponent's pace.
Even through the shirt, you can still feel the strength of this body. Of course, the opponent didn't know where to put his hand, and finally rubbed it where it shouldn't be... He didn't mean it!
"Hands can wrap around my neck." The usually indifferent voice said slightly in a low voice, and there was no trace of abnormality in those ice-like eyes.
However, this doesn't mean that Lynch can't feel that the other party hugs him a little higher...
It doesn't do any good to go too far, it's fine - will there be lust or affection for the son? Let him think wildly, and then let his family relationship deteriorate a little bit.
Therefore, Lynch obeyed obediently, and the two finally arrived at the room smoothly.
…
This room has large floor-to-ceiling windows, and the sunlight shines in, making it extremely bright; there is a big bed in the middle, the corresponding desk, and the bookshelves are all seemingly simple in decoration, but the carvings in the dark show extremely fine craftsmanship. Especially the bookshelf, which seems to be specially made for Lynch, because it is only half the height of a person, and the long column on the top is full of books that Yuan Bo likes...
Lin Jue put Lynch on the bed, and quickly turned around to leave.
"Father." Lynch suddenly stopped the other party. Lin Jue paused, but did not turn back.
"...I like this room very much." Men always like to be praised, especially when the other party has put their heart into you, of course, don't be stingy to express your love.
There was a hint of a smile in Lin Jue's eyes. Even if he didn't turn around, he knew that the other party's face must be the kind of warm smile that soaked in people's hearts. "Well. You don't need to go to school anymore, I have already invited someone to teach you at home." He left the room after speaking.
Lynch looked at the disappearing back of the other party, and it seemed that he had successfully reversed the other party's point of view, so let's let the family relationship deteriorate.
night
After processing the documents in the study, Lin Jue was about to go back to his room to rest. As soon as I opened the door, I saw a cup of steaming milk at the door.
He raised his eyes and glanced around, then raised his feet and walked straight over.
…
For several nights in a row, there was always a glass of milk at the door. No matter when Lin Jue left the study, the milk was always hot. (Indicates that there are small eggs, these are trivial~~)
Until this day, a note appeared next to the milk—"Drinking hot milk before going to bed can help you sleep."
Lin Jue looked at the note, paused as he was about to leave, and finally took the milk away.
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Time is a wonderful thing. An extremely small and insignificant event, after being catalyzed by time, can deepen the initial slight influence into a seal, until it becomes a habit, a habit that cannot be quit...
So, three years have passed, and for Lynch who owns a small egg, it's just a sleepover, so what about the others
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Lin Jue looked at the document in his hand without raising his head. Lin Yongbai stood by his side, took his arm and said coquettishly: "Daddy, can I take classes at home like my brother?"
"It took your brother only three years to get two master's degrees. If you can guarantee that you can study so well at home, of course you can." Lin Jue said lightly.
Lin Yongbai pursed his lips, a little aggrieved, "Did Daddy not love Yongbai anymore?... Is it because Yongbai's background is not good, so he can't be treated the same as his brother?"
Lin Jue stopped what he was doing and looked at Lin Yongbai on the side. Looking at the expression on the other side who was about to cry, he thought of the gentle and elegant expression of his other son, which made him frown. "You are already fifteen years old, don't cry every now and then."
Lin Yongbai seemed to be frightened, he bit his lower lip and nodded blankly, probably too hard, even blood stains oozed from his lips.
Lin Jue looked at it for a while, and then said: "Go back first, if you want to study at home, I will invite a teacher to teach you tomorrow."
Lin Yongbai nodded obediently, then walked out.
Lin Jue looked at him behind him with deep and complicated eyes.
…
When Lin Yongbai walked out of the study slowly, he passed by the maid who came in. I vaguely heard the maid who went in saying: "This is the milk that the young master asked someone to prepare. It is said that the master has not slept well these days."
"Well, take it here."
The voice was softer than he had ever heard before. Lin Yongbai's face remained unchanged, but he clenched his fists and walked slowly back to his room.
After quietly working at the desk for a while, he took out a cloth figurine, which was very delicately made. He stabbed in slowly, needle by needle, with a distorted happy smile on his face—when did he get so close to his father
No, my father belongs to me alone...no one can take it away!
When he finished venting, looking at the villain who had turned into a hedgehog, a distressed look slowly appeared on his face. A smile mixed with pity and helplessness appeared extremely strange. He pulled out the needles one by one very gently, and gently smoothed the fabric that was caught by the needles.
Then, he lowered his head slightly, and covered the villain's face tremblingly, even his body was tense for a moment. It seems that I heard the sound of heartbeat - bang, bang, bang... After a while, the whole body trembled, the lights seemed to flicker non-stop, and he vaguely heard him sigh softly - "Why can't you be obedient?" Woolen cloth?"
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next day
This is an open space of the Lin family, facing the garden, and behind it is the living room separated by large floor-to-ceiling glass.
At this time, the setting sun has already melted half of the face into the clouds, and the colorful clouds all over the sky are drifting with the wind, layer by layer, from light to deep red. Just like Lynch's complexion at this time—slightly blush cheeks fainted from his usually gentle and fair face, and his forehead was covered with a thin layer of fine sweat, which was inlaid with the brightest crystals under the scattering of sunlight. ;The broken hair was wet with sweat and pasted on the forehead, and there was a bit of delicate beauty...
The handsome man with gold-rimmed glasses next to him had a lot of sweat on his forehead, and the back of his thin shirt was wet.
Because at this time, the wheelchair was thrown aside, and Mo Lin was half-supporting and half-holding Lynch, learning to walk step by step. Mo Lin carefully protected Lynch, with his slender legs wrapped in white trousers, with the help of the people around him, he moved slowly step by step, moving forward bit by bit with difficulty...
Every little step forward will make him smile happily...
Seeing that warm smile, the eyes of the person standing on the stairs deepened. He stared closely at Mo Lin's hand on Lynch's waist. It was conceivable that the slender fingers lightly encircled the waist, and the slender waistline was imprisoned in the palm of his hand. Heart, it burns like this...