twenty four.
When he sat back on the sofa, Lin Wen's hands and feet were still a little cold.
Zhuang Nan took off his coat, didn't treat himself as a stranger at all, and poured him a cup of hot water.
It's almost April, and the weather is getting warmer. Zhuang Nan doesn't wear much. With the well-cut clothes, he looks elegant and leisurely.
completely different from before.
"Scared you?" Zhuang Nan softened his voice and stared at Lin Wen's slightly pale face without blinking, "Sorry, I should drag him to the corridor to solve it."
Lin Wen couldn't help laughing. The smile was fleeting and quickly turned into worry: "Mr. Zhuang, thank you for clearing the siege, but if you do this, you will get into trouble."
"Trust me." Zhuang Nan winked at him, "As long as I haven't gone bankrupt, there will be no trouble."
Lin Wen smiled reluctantly, his expression even more worrying: "You just... You didn't know anything, why... "
"I believe you."
Lin Wen was startled by the decisive answer, and his eyes suddenly turned red. He lowered his head and took a sip of hot water to cover up, the temperature slipped into his stomach along his lips and teeth, completely dispelling the chill on his body.
He exhaled softly, his voice rough: "That person is... my cousin."
Zhuang Nan's expression became solemn, and he acted as if he was listening.
"...My parents were in a car accident when I was seven and died on the spot."
This is the first time Lin Wen has said this to someone, and he was silent for a while, "My parents have a slight birth. My uncle adopted me, and it has always been the money that my parents left me."
But he lost his care at a young age, and his uncle's property was taken away by him, and he was ignorant.
The uncle's family used the inheritance of Lin Wen's parents as a matter of course, and regarded it as his own without knowing it. Lin Wen hadn't benefited more than half of it since he was a child. He always wore old clothes that his cousin had changed, and ate unnutritious meals. He was bullied by his cousin at school and beaten when he got home.
At that time, he had developed a fear of communicating with people. This fear grew with age, like a toxin, which accumulated in the bone marrow over the years.
By the time he got to college, this communication barrier was already extremely serious. Apart from plucking up the courage to go out to class, Lin Wen stayed in the dormitory forever. If there was anyone in the dormitory, he would hide behind the curtain of the bed.
Later, he couldn't even go to class.
He was afraid of places with many people, and talking to people became a kind of tormenting torture.
He didn't finish his studies at university, and he has been suspended since then, and has found a place to hide.
Lin Wen has a well-known pseudonym on the Internet. He is also an artist who deals with scattered commercial drafts. He is also a well-known substitute for a certain game. It is not a problem to support himself.
Yu's talent for writing seems to be inherited from his parents. He went well on this road and saved money for several years before buying a house in this community.
The greedy family spent all of his parents' inheritance, determined that he owed them what he owed them, and demanded to collect the debt from him, counting from every bite of food and cloth as a child.
Lin Wen lived very carefully, and was gentle and forbearance. It was not that he never thought about fighting for it. However, the fear of communication had penetrated into his bones.
As he spoke in a low voice, crystal tears accumulated in his eyes, and they swirled in his eyes, but they never fell.
Zhuang Nan was heartbroken.
He walked over, leaned down, hugged Lin Wen vainly, patted him on the back soothingly, and said softly, "Lin Wen, no one will make you feel wronged again."