After sending Lin's mother back to the room, Lin Ge came down quickly, changed into a well-tailored small suit to greet the guests, chatted and laughed happily in the crowd, raised glasses and drank with people from time to time, and was always surrounded by a few warblers Yanyan.
Lin Yan looked funny, and ate from the buffet plate. She had a nickname, and she was the least favored youngest daughter of the Lin family. Except for a few aristocrats who wanted to be attractive, no one came to provoke her.
After finally getting out of the crowd of flowers and butterflies, Lin Ge approached her with a whiskey in hand: "Didn't she accompany you today?"
Lin Yan wiped his hands with a paper towel, raised his wine glass and clinked with him: "Anyway, he is a department-level cadre, and this kind of occasion is not suitable. Besides, if he bumps into Lin Youyuan and fights again, it will be Auntie's after all. Isn't it a birthday party?"
Speaking of the birthday party, the host of the party returned to the room after a quick appearance, and has not been seen to entertain the guests so far.
Lin Yan was worried about Lin's mother's body, and just saw that her spirit and complexion were not very good.
She casually twisted a piece of candied fruit from the tray and threw it into her mouth, stood up: "Well, your candied fruit is still delicious. I'll go upstairs to see my aunt."
Lin Ge also stood up and stretched out his hand to stop her: "Don't go, she feels sad when she looks at you, and you feel sad when you look at her. Why bother on a happy day? She is upstairs for an infusion. I will ask her after a while." come down."
Lin Yan thought for a while, and put the wine glass into his hand: "Okay, then I'll go to the bathroom."
Lin Ge smiled: "Do you need someone to take you there?"
Lin Yan scolded with a smile: "Get out, I've lived here for a few years anyway, and I don't have dementia yet."
When she walked away, Lin Ge watched her slender legs swaying gracefully in high heels, and her graceful back was projected on the glamorous floor, and slowly took a sip of Lin Yan's unfinished red wine.
A waiter came to him with a wine bottle, and while pouring the wine, whispered: "Master, do you want to send someone to follow her?"
Lin Ge nodded, turned around and put his hand on his shoulder, and patted him comfortingly: "Good job."
The next sentence suddenly became softer, and only two people could hear it clearly: "Follow, don't let her run around."
The waiter put down the wine bottle, bowed respectfully, and disappeared into the crowd.
Lin Yan sent a message to Song Yuhang while walking, but the reply was very fast.
"When will you come back?"
Lin Yan thought for a while, and typed: "I guess it will take a while, after my aunt finishes her transfusion, go and see her."
Song Yuhang sent an emoji of pounding the ground and bursting into tears, Lin Yan couldn't help but laugh.
She had been staring at her phone, didn't pay much attention to the road, and plunged into the bathroom, almost hitting someone.
Two gorgeous young women walked out with each other's support, stumbling on their feet, reeking of alcohol.
Lin Yan hid back for a while, and heard one of the girls crying drunkenly: "He... how could he treat me like this? People with the surname... surnamed Lin... are not good people!"
"Okay, okay, let's go, if you're drunk, just go home and take a nap."
The drunk girl was so limp that she couldn't even stand up, she was swearing, she was supported by another person, and the two stumbled and disappeared at the end of the corridor.
Lin Yan, who was lying innocently on the gun, had a toothache, put the phone in his pocket, and went to the bathroom.
When she came out of the shower to wash her hands, the door of the squatting seat opposite was also opened, and the woman dressed as a lady walked to the mirror and took out her lipstick to touch up her makeup.
Lin Yan glanced at it inadvertently. Those are not what a lady should have. The well-maintained hands are rough and covered with fine lines.
She retracted her gaze without a trace, put her hands on the dryer to dry, and walked out humming a song.
As soon as she came out, she found a few more strangers in the corridor. One of them was standing at the door of the men's toilet on the phone. He was in a suit and leather shoes, but she hadn't seen him in the hall just now.
There are also young people chatting in the corridor, and waiters and cleaners hurrying with trays.
It seemed that when she came, the place that was quiet just now became lively in an instant.
Lin Yan twitched the corner of her lips, and stopped the cleaner who swept away the cigarette butts at her feet: "That—"
The cleaner lowered his eyebrows and answered respectfully: "Yes, Miss Lin, please tell me if you have any orders."
The cleaners in Gaomen Dahu are undoubtedly very dedicated and polite.
Lin Yanlue raised his chin: "New here?"
"Yes, I just came here a month ago." The other party replied, keeping his head down all the time. He looked about forty years old, with a few strands of white hair exposed under the brim of his hat.
Lin Yan looked at the few water stains on the black surface of her high-heeled shoes, which she accidentally got on by washing her hands just now, and stretched out her foot: "Wipe it clean for me."
The cleaner put down the broom, knelt down on one knee, pulled out a clean white handkerchief from the pocket of her overalls, and carefully wiped off the dust and water stains on her shoe.
"All right, miss."
Lin Yan withdrew his feet, took out a few hundred-yuan bills from his wallet and sprinkled them on his head.
"Yes, I will praise you with my brother."
"Yes, thank you miss, thank you miss."
The cleaner nodded and bowed while holding the money.
The moment Lin Yan turned to leave, his eyes turned cold.
Since he is a newcomer, how would he know that her surname is Lin, and she is still the eldest miss of the Lin family? When he pulled the handkerchief from his pocket, maybe he didn't notice it, and accidentally pulled out a corner of the phone.
That logo and brand are definitely not something a cleaner can afford.
When she lifted her foot to leave, the man on the phone at the door of the men's room also left.
The two followed each other at a distance of more than ten meters. Lin Yan was holding a mobile phone to send text messages, not knowing who he was chatting with, and smiling happily.
When she turned around the corridor and the man followed, she was nowhere to be seen in the hall.
"Master, I lost my follower."
Lin Ge frowned slightly, with a gentle curve on his lips: "It's really naughty, exactly the same as when I was a child."
Although the Lin family is big, it has not changed much after so many years. Lin Yan used to hide and seek here with the housekeeper who came to catch her when she was young, so she is familiar with the road.
She turned a corner and went up to the second floor from the elevator. After getting rid of the little tail, Miss Lin whistled happily and went straight to her aunt's bedroom.
She remembered that it was the room on the left at the end of the corridor on the second floor. When she walked over excitedly and opened the door, she found that there was no one there. Even the sheets and quilts were clean, as if no one lived there.
Lin Yan was taken aback, and gently closed the door, if he wasn't in the bedroom, where could it be
She looked thoughtfully at the entire corridor. The second floor was much quieter than the first floor. Her eyes fell on the door on the right. There was a quaint sign saying "No Entry". The card was turned over and it was "Lin Yan's Home".
There was a smile in her eyes immediately, Lin Ge made this for her when she first came here.
There is also such a wooden sign on the door of his room.
"Lin Yan, this is for you. If you want to talk to someone or play with someone, you can hang the rainbow side of 'Lin Yan's Home'. If you don't want people to bother you, you can hang it on the other side. Whether it's the housekeeper or the servants, they won't bother you."
At that time, Xiao Lin Ge, who was ten years old, was already like a little adult, and handed the wooden sign to her with both hands. Mother Lin smiled and patted his head.
"Lin Ge, you must get along well with your younger sister in the future. You are an older brother, so take good care of her."
"Yeah!" The young Lin Ge clenched his fists and nodded vigorously, his face was as pious as a little man.
That was the first warmth that homeless Lin Yan felt in the Lin family.
She touched the wooden sign with mixed feelings, lightly pressed the doorknob, pushed the door in, but it was unlocked.
Lin Yan was slightly taken aback, memories and old dust flooded into his mind together.
The furnishings are the same as before, the graffiti on the wall left by her tantrum has not changed, only one bed is missing and it has been converted into a study.
There are several exhibition cabinets in the door, there are paintings she drew back then, clay figurines made, and paper airplanes made by her.
Going further inside, there is a desk, and the computer is still on, presumably someone often works here.
There is a cabinet for folders against the wall, and next to it stands a human skeleton wearing a naughty hat.
Lin Yan couldn't help laughing, she knew whose office this was after thinking about it, only doctors would have such a bad taste of putting human skeletons in the room, and she also had it in her study.
Every time Song Yuhang went there at night, he would complain and panic.
Unexpectedly, her former bedroom had been converted into a study. Lin Yan saw this and was about to turn around and leave.
The computer on the desk beeped suddenly, and the "Dididi" message sounded continuously, successfully attracting her attention.
Lin Yangui approached the computer by accident, but his eyes fell on a transparent model on his desk.
The beautiful human bones and teeth are locked in the crystal ball. They are crystal white, as if covered with a layer of enamel. Even the red gums around the human teeth are imitated so vividly that they are almost lifelike.
This is something that girls, especially female doctors, can't resist. Lin Yan stretched out her hand to pick it up, looked at it, but suddenly felt something wrong, which made her feel numb.
When she was about to turn on the flashlight of her mobile phone to take a closer look, the door rang behind her. Seeing her playing with her baby, Lin Ge ran in in shock, and carefully hugged the crystal ball from her hand. nervous.
"My God, lighten it up for me. Do you know how expensive this is? My tutor gave it to me when I graduated from college. It's priceless!"
Lin Yan said "tsk" twice: "It's just a broken crystal ball, what's so rare, I'll give you ten if it's broken."
Lin Ge put the crystal ball on the table and said, "Why don't you say that you are unpopular? It's not a question of price, it's a question of affection."
Lin Yan touched his nose, looked at the tooth model again, and walked out: "Why do you still keep my things?"
Lin Ge closed the door and joined her: "Hey, I'm not thinking about it. If you come back one day, this is your home too, and it looks more friendly. Changing it into a study is purely out of necessity, and other places are too big. That's right, this layout is more suitable, and it's close to my mother."
Lin Yan has no objection to this, but it's hard for him to remember himself.
"Where's Auntie?"
"What about the infirmary, I'll take you there."
"It turned out to be in the infirmary. I said what happened for a long time and there was no one upstairs."
"You don't see anyone in the restroom. Mom just woke up, and I asked the housekeeper to look for you. If I can't find anyone, I will call the police."
Lin Yan couldn't help laughing, remembering that when she was a child, she didn't want to go to school and hid in the basement and slept in the dark. The butler Lin was going crazy. He took people to search the manor upside down and found her, so he almost called the police. In the end, school was over. Lin Ge who came home dragged him out of the basement.
"Why call the police, I am the police."
Lin Ge gave her a strange look, and the smile on his face faded a little: "You never said that in the past."
"Isn't this Aiwujiwu? After getting to know him better, I suddenly felt that the profession of policeman seems to be a good job."
When it came to Song Yuhang, maybe she didn't realize it herself, she would unconsciously show a charming smile on her face, and her tone was much lighter.
Lin Ge was startled, and without saying anything, pushed open the door: "Go in."
"Mom, mom—" he called softly a few times, and the person lying on the bed closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.
Lin Ge smiled bitterly: "I came here just now and I was still awake."
"Forget it, forget it, it's normal for a patient to be lethargic." Lin Yan walked around the hospital bed. There were chemotherapy drugs hanging on the infusion stand. Mother Lin's hand was exposed, and she stuffed it back into the bed inside.
Mother Lin seemed to be aware of it, her eyelids fluttered twice, but she didn't wake up.
Lin Yan got up: "Then I'll go back first."
"Don't you want to stay overnight? There are many guest rooms." Unexpectedly, Lin Ge asked her to stay.
Lin Yan shook his head and came out of the room: "No, someone is waiting."
"Hanyan." He stood on the stairs and called her name again.
Lin Yan turned around: "What's wrong?"
"You and Song Yuhang..." He hesitated for a while: "Have you really thought about it?"
"So it's this, I thought it was something." Lin Yan looked at him with a smile on his shoulder bag, hands in his windbreaker pocket.
"I'm going to get married next year, so I must come."
Lin Ge didn't seem to have expected her to be so straightforward, the expression on his face froze for a moment, and then he returned to his usual smile.
"Okay, sure, I wish you all in advance."
Lin Yan, who was blessed by his relatives, smiled shyly like a newlywed who is about to get married.
"No one can come, you can't."
Lin Ge scratched the railing with his nails, and looked at her with a smile: "Don't worry, I will go."
At that time, Lin Yan didn't know that the person who made the vow would break the appointment one day.
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Coming out of Lin Ge's house, Song Yuhang was already waiting. She was squatting on the side of the road smoking a cigarette, and when she heard movement at the door, she threw a cigarette and went up to meet her.
"Lin Yan."
Lin Yan staggered and hooked her neck, and Song Yuhang held her waist to stabilize her.
She turned her head to say goodbye: "Then I'll go first, see you later."
Lin Ge stood at the door and watched them leave, and Song Yuhang also gave him a slight nod.
"See you."
Song Yuhang opened the car door and helped him into the car: "Let me tell you how much you drank again."
Lin Yan hooked her neck, stretched out a finger and shook it: "The red one..."
She hiccupped and stretched out another finger: "A glass..."
Song Yuhang laughed, and put her fingers together: "Come on, let's go to sleep."
The space in the car was small, the two of them were close together, and the door was still closed, Lin Yan held her neck tightly with one hand, and the heat of speaking went straight to her face, and the fingers holding her were also hot.
Lin Yan pulled her collar, pulled her down, and rubbed the tip of her nose: "I'm not drunk..."
Song Yuhang's heart was itchy, seeing the occasional traffic passing by around him, he still couldn't stand her fancy seduce him, bowed his head and gave her a lingering kiss.
"Hmm..." It was Lin Yan who pushed the person away: "Go home."
Song Yuhang licked the corners of his lips, looked at her bewildered eyes, raised his head, his face was blushing, a little unable to restrain himself, hurriedly closed the car door for her, returned to the driver's seat, and stepped on the accelerator.
"go home."
After saying goodbye to Lin Yan, Lin Ke did not leave, but stood there meaningfully watching the scene in the car.
Someone came over in a low voice and said, "Master, he is here, waiting for you in the basement."
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Originally thought that this person was drunk, who knew that when Song Yuhang was about to get drunk as soon as he got home, Lin Yan turned over and pressed her on the sofa.
Song Yuhang was surprised: "Aren't you drunk?!"
Lin Yan untied the leather rope of the hair circle, and the curly hair fell down, and it was shockingly beautiful under the dim yellow light.
She frowned and smiled, unbuttoning her belt coquettishly.
"How can I get away smoothly if I'm not drunk..." The nail scratched the edge of her pants, and slowly moved down.
"By the way, break your guard."
Song Yuhang gasped, being held down and unable to move: "Your nails are too long, I think it's better for me to do it."
Lin Yan stretched out two fingers of his right hand and shook them: "Here, it's been cut off, and it's still smooth. Try it if you don't believe me."
Not only did he not leave any nails, but he even removed the nail polish, which formed a stark contrast with the beautiful fingers on the sidelines, and looked even more so.
Song Yuhang's eyes darkened, he almost fainted, he swallowed frantically and shrank back: "No, no, Lin Yan, Yan Yan, listen to me..."
Lin Yan's expression changed, she pulled out her belt and wrapped her around her, with a bit of gnashing of teeth and beak in her tone.
"Shut up, you owe me this."
Song Yuhang really shut up, but she blocked him.
I don't know when it snowed outside the window.
The heating in the house is well turned on.
Clothes were strewn next to the sofa.
The heat made the wheat-colored skin flush.
Song Yuhang raised his head and breathed out with difficulty: "Lin Yan...can you turn off the light?"
There was also a dim floor lamp beside the sofa.
Lin Yan's eyes were so hot that it could almost burn her, extinguishing her soul together with ashes.
There is still a little transparent thing sticking to the corner of the lip.
She kissed her: "I can't... I want to see you clearly... taste your taste...."
The two of them were neck-to-neck, and Song Yuhang's hands and feet were weak, and he slurred his words: "I like...yours better."
The sofa creaked, mixed with the sound of each other's heavy breathing.
Song Yuhang's hands were tied and he couldn't move.
She bent her legs and was put down again.
Lin Yan: "Relax, you are too nervous."
"I..." Song Yuhang rarely showed a little panic on his face.
Lin Yan hugged her, interlocked her fingers with one hand, and pressed her into the sofa.
She patiently treated it like a work of art, waiting for the right moment.
"Don't worry, there will be a little discomfort, but the back will be comfortable."
"Cooperate with me?"
Her long hair fell on her face, Song Yuhang tilted his head to kiss her.
"Um."
That night was very, very long, Lin Yan was right, and he is indeed a forensic doctor who is proficient in human body structure. After the initial discomfort, he quickly rose to the clouds.
She was lying on the soft sofa, surrounded by the faint scent of perfume from her lover, and the two of them fell into the raging sea of desire together.
Just like Lin Yan never really trusted anyone, Song Yuhang never completely entrusted the dominance to anyone like this.
They both became the biggest exceptions to each other.
Lin Yan untied the belt wrapped around her wrist, so this one-man show became a two-person stage.
Compared with the last time when both of them were in a state of impatience when they were both emotionally out of control, this time they are more gentle, charming and intriguing.
They have plenty of time to spend the long snowy nights and the rest of their lives.
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When Song Yuhang and Lin Yan fell into extreme happiness, another transaction also started quietly.
"It seems that she has already noticed that something is wrong with you." The man's voice was a little hoarse, and he spoke while standing in the shadows.
Another, younger man clenched his fists, his throat rolling up and down.
"Aren't you going to do it? She must die."
"No." He finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Until Lin Youyuan's suicide note is obtained, she is still the legal heir of the Lin family and cannot die."
"But—" He suddenly raised his head, his eyes overflowing with ruthlessness.
"The other must die."
"Her..." The man smiled, and there seemed to be nostalgia in his eyes: "The child of that person has grown up so much."
As the man said, he came back with a cane and sat down to smoke a hookah: "You are right, she has become an obstacle to us now that she is alive. She not only removed Li Yang's hidden stake, but also tried to reverse the case..."
But the smoke in the hookah is...
A puff of blue smoke rose.
The man took a few sips and leaned back on the chair, with a drunken look on his face.
"After all, this matter is also a threat to you. It is normal for you to be afraid of her, or even want to kill her."
"Have you figured out how to do it?" the man asked again.
The young man sneered, "I still need a bait."
"Oh?" The man smiled softly, raised his champagne and clinked a full glass with him.
"I wish you success in advance."
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I can't count how many times I did it that night. Lin Yan's last impression was that he was in the cloakroom, but when he woke up, he was on the bed.
Song Yuhang slept deeply, waking up later than her for the first time, Lin Yan carefully removed her hand from his waist, tiptoed off the quilt and got out of bed.
Her knees softened when she touched the floor, and she supported the bed. Her back was aching, and she planned to go to the bathroom to take care of herself first, so she moved out of the bedroom step by step, and gently closed the door.
When Song Yuhang woke up, he found that there was no one on the bed, so he tied up all of a sudden, and ran downstairs without even thinking about putting on his slippers.
"Lin Yan?!"
Lin Yan stepped on plush slippers, wrapped in a nightgown, and stretched out her slender white wrists from the sleeves, and was lighting the fire on the stove.
Hearing her cry, he turned his head away, with a mask still on his face: "Hey, why can't the fire be turned on."
The moment Song Yuhang saw that she was not on the bed, all his souls flew away, and now the dust finally settled, he walked over and rubbed her head, and hugged her into his arms.
"Early in the morning, what do you want to do, huh?"
"Oh, no... nothing... woke up and turned around." Lin Yan raised her eyes and glanced at her, feeling a little uncomfortable to touch her nose, touched a hand of facial mask water, and then remembered that when she hugged her just now, her clothes rubbed against her Her mask immediately roared.
"Don't touch my mask!!!"
Looking at the dazzling array of ingredients and the recipes on the cooking table, Song Yuhang laughed: "Turn around casually, go to the kitchen, take out the ingredients from the refrigerator, and flip through the recipes, amazing."
"You..." Lin was disgusted, and quit.
Song Yuhang couldn't help laughing, and put his arms around her waist to bring her back, shaking his head on her shoulder.
"When I woke up and saw that you were not by my side, I panicked to death. Don't do these things. I'll be fine."
Song Yuhang held her soft and well-articulated hands and played with them. These should be a pair of artist's hands rather than menial work.
Lin Yan looked down at the two people's fingertips intertwined: "Will it be very hard? Occasionally, I want to—"
Do something for her.
Song Yuhang turned the person around, supported her shoulders, his eyes were firm and bright: "Be yourself."
What she likes is not only Lin Yan who is outstanding professionally, but also the tricky and mean Lin Yan, and also the paranoid and fragile Lin Yan. She loves Lin Yan the most because she has restrained the thorns all over her body for her lover.
She doesn't care about her clumsiness, whether it's good or bad, she accepts it all.
Lin Yan bent her lips, her eyes were slightly red, but she saw that the face of the person opposite her was stiff.
Afraid of being beaten, Song Yuhang took a step back slightly, swallowed and pointed at her face: "Your mask..."
Lin Yan touched it, and half of it fell off. He let out a ghost cry and rushed into the bathroom to reapply.
"Song Yuhang, you kill a thousand dollars! A mask worth a thousand dollars a piece!"
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It was already past nine o'clock in the morning when the two of them lingered, packed up, had breakfast and set off.
Song Yuhang called his mother and told her about his business trip.
There was silence for a while: "He Yangan?"
Song Yuhang turned his head to glance at the sleepy Lin Yan and responded: "Well, we are together."
"Yuhang, you..." The voice over there suddenly became a bit resentful.
"Mom, don't worry, I'll tell you slowly when I get back."
Song's mother immediately hung up the phone with a "snap".
Lin Yanzheng looked at her: "Song..."
Song Yuhang held the steering wheel with one hand, freed his hand to squeeze her hand: "It's okay, trust me, you can sleep for a while."
Lin Yan still wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it back, leaned back on the chair, and closed his eyes.
"Okay, call me when you arrive."
Shortly after their car had just passed the service area, the gas station employee walked over to the empty side and picked up the walkie-talkie.
"Hey, they're off."