At twelve o'clock, a heavy rainstorm fell on the city, but it stopped in about twenty minutes.
Lin Sui received Yan Zhou's invitation call and turned the pen in his hand.
"I'll be there."
"Bring that bastard, Ah Sui must have been played very badly by you recently, show us, he is just an illegitimate child who was secretly born, you don't have to pay too much attention, Ah Sui."
Yan Zhou specifically emphasized asking Lin Sui to bring Yan Qin out, adding emphasis to his words.
"understood."
Lin Sui put down his pen, and looked at the gloomy sky outside the window for a while, the water droplets fell along the leaves, and he was full of vitality in the sluggishness.
It's also time to test the results of teaching some time ago, and I hope Yan Qin will not let him down.
The phone was hung up, leaving a busy tone.
Yan Zhou looked at Song Yunqing who was beside him and said with a smile, "I'll just say, how could Ah Sui protect that bastard, we are friends."
As for the previous maintenance, it was just that Lin Sui hated being humiliated, how normal.
Song Yunqing didn't answer, but pushed his glasses, the expression in his eyes was difficult to distinguish.
In the evening, Yan Qin saw the Yan family's car at the door.
This is a familiar Maybach, the young master's favorite car recently.
Yan Qin had a faint premonition in his heart, he said goodbye to Chu Feng and Tao Ting, and opened the car door with a slight urgency that he hadn't noticed.
There was indeed a young man sitting in the back seat of the car. He was wearing a black shirt today, and the white neck that complemented him even more.
Yan Qin closed the car door, put the schoolbag aside, watched the young master lower his head and concentrate on something, and didn't bother him.
His eyes fell on the blanket covered by the car, unknowingly looking at the young master's feet.
The young master's foot moved, and Yan Qin immediately looked away, feeling a little flustered.
He subconsciously shifted his attention to look out the window, and found that this was not the way to Lin's house.
When he saw a familiar landmark, Yan Qin knew where he was going.
Is Lin Sui going to send him back? Is he tired of it, or is the past recurring
Lin Sui didn't care about the expressions and thoughts of the people around him. After reading the personal information in his hand, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message, then closed the information and put it in the cabinet in the car.
The front of the Linshui villa is covered with balloons, creating a happy scene.
The table is full of wine and food for the guests to enjoy, and the brightly dressed men and women are chatting and laughing.
When Lin Sui stepped in, everyone's voices subconsciously lowered.
When Lin Sui approached, he was surrounded by Yan Zhou and two people, and they walked towards the second floor to meet him.
"Ah Sui, Yunqing specially invited the chef from Yuhelou to cook dishes that suit your taste. Let's eat there."
Lin Sui responded and stepped up the steps.
Yan Zhou looked at Lin Sui's actions without looking back at Yan Qin, and became more and more certain in his heart that Lin Sui was just a novelty for a while, and he didn't want to care about Yan Qin as Song Yunqing said.
In fact, Song Yunqing had never said such a thing, but in Yan Zhou's heart, Yan Qin had a good life with Lin Sui, which meant that Lin Sui loved him very much.
It wasn't until Lin Sui disappeared at the corner of the second floor that the cheerful atmosphere on the first floor was restored as if everything happened for nothing.
"The little ancestor of the Lin family is really getting more and more scary."
Someone muttered in a low voice, and the people next to him echoed, and hurriedly changed the subject.
The small square table on the second floor was filled with exquisite dishes, Song Yunqing was already waiting there, and pulled out a chair for Lin Sui when he came over.
"The new dishes in Yuhelou should suit your taste."
Lin Sui tasted it with chopsticks and nodded with satisfaction: "It's really good."
Seeing Lin Sui showing his face, the atmosphere at the dinner table became even better.
Song Yunqing picked interesting things and said, Lin Sui nodded and agreed with each other from time to time, and Yan Zhou winked at Song Yunqing in harmony.
Song Yunqing picked up a piece of hibiscus meat for Lin Sui with serving chopsticks, and said with a smile, "Ah Sui, try this."
While Lin Sui was chewing the food, he smiled and asked again: "How is your study going?"
"It's okay."
It's not that Lin Sui didn't see the eye contact between Yan Zhou and Song Yunqing, he had expected it a long time ago, and didn't stop him, just following Song Yunqing's words.
"By the way, I remembered that I just got a good wine two days ago, and I'll bring it for you two to taste."
Yan Zhou got up from the banquet and headed towards the first floor.
Lin Sui didn't look in the direction where Yan Zhou left, but glanced at the swimming pool outside the window, and then looked away.
The dusk was heavy, and there was a faint thunder.
System: [Someone is bullying the Son of Luck, hurry up and protect him.]
The system's voice in my head is noisy, accompanied by the louder and louder thunder, which makes people easy to get impatient.
Lin Sui, on the other hand, ate very calmly, chatting and laughing with Song Yunqing from time to time, but there was no clue on his face.
When the raindrops started to fall, Lin Sui wiped his lips and stood up from the chair.
"It's a pity that the weather is not good, otherwise I would be able to take a walk."
Song Yunqing said with some regret that Lin Sui didn't answer the call, and walked to the window, looking at the ripples on the water surface of the swimming pool caused by raindrops.
It was very lively there, Yan Qin was thrown in, with his head exposed, being held down by Yan Zhou.
"The bastard is the bastard, born as a bastard who can't see the light, and will always be a low-level rat."
Yan Zhou's contemptuous and insulting words echoed in his ears, but Yan Qin was not moved at all.
Yan Zhou has reasons to hate him, he never argues, and is used to these words, but Yan Zhou's next words made him feel turbulent.
"Don't think that a pheasant can turn into a phoenix, and don't even think about getting your hands on a single piece of the Yan family's property. Do you think that you can change everything by being courteous and obedient to Ah Sui like a pug? What kind of person is Ah Sui? Is it something dirty like you can touch?"
"You're just a dog he borrowed on a whim. As long as he waves, there are many more obedient people than you. Who are you? Anyone can replace you. Asui doesn't care about you at all. Better not to be delusional."
Of course Yan Qin knew that he was not irreplaceable, and also knew that he was dispensable to Lin Sui.
He shouldn't have cared, if it wasn't for the situation, how could he submit.
But the inexplicable emotional surge made him almost out of breath.
Will someone replace him? Someone will replace him.
Will Lin Sui let others sleep in his room and let others dry off his body
Will you tie a necklace for him, will you hold his face and kiss
Will you support him and say that he is a priceless treasure
At this moment, the silver chain around his neck seems like a lock that binds his life, and it seems to be some kind of energy that can survive.
How can there be such a person in the world who is so heart-warming and taken for granted, the blood rushing under the skin, the numb itching and the clamor of nerves make the knife in Yan Qin's heart more bloody.
Yan Qin didn't want to care, he knew it was a gorgeous flower with thorns.
That beautiful and seductive skin is full of ostentatious and poisonous aroma, and the soul hidden in it is a coiling snake that bites his beating heart, making people unforgettable and addicted to it.
It was not a treasure he could pick, it was a desire full of delusions, which had nothing to do with his future plans, but he couldn't control the crazy spread of the emotions he cared about.
The thick and distorted ink color smeared in his eyes, which was the inextricable jealousy, jealousy of the unwarranted existence that had not yet appeared.
The cyan butterfly was wandering around in his soul, and the swimming fish with snow-white scales intertwined with memories jumped, making his heart ache.
Yan Qin was pushed into the water again, in the struggle for survival, he seemed to see the water demon.
When he struggled to get out of the water with all his strength, the ridicule and sarcasm in his ears became noises. The water droplets wet his eyelashes, and the rain blurred his vision. Believers who saw the lighthouse.
As if the lighthouse that existed in the imagination actually appeared, he stood by the window on the second floor, watching all this condescendingly, like a god who ignores the suffering and joy of all living beings.
How do mortals step into the realm of the gods? Naturally, listen to the oracle.
——My Lin Sui's dog is also superior to others.
— I hate trash.
-no next time.
In the cold water, the silver chain around his neck seemed to be faintly hot. Yan Qin hurriedly touched the bracelet in his pocket, feeling at ease when he touched it.
The rain was getting heavier, Yan Zhou was a little irritable, and cursed 'bad luck'.
Seeing Yan Qin's dying appearance, he let go of his hands in disgust, intending to enter the house to avoid the rain.
The moment he turned around, there was thunder, and in this muffled sound, he ignored some sounds.
Yan Zhou was suddenly dragged into the swimming pool with his mouth covered, and the cold water entered the trachea through his nasal cavity, causing him to struggle wildly.
In the cyan-purple lightning, Yan Qin's pale face and indifferent eyes, like a fierce ghost seeking his life, made him panic.
Someone screamed and shouted, someone jumped into the water to disperse the two to save people, amidst the thunder, it was like a farce.
Like the most exciting chapter of the music, Lin Sui turned around and sat on the chaise longue.
"Yan Zhou is playing a bit out of line this time. His father doesn't recognize other children. There's no need for him to be so..."
Song Yunqing, who had witnessed everything, sighed softly, guessing Lin Sui's attitude, but saw the young man lying on the soft chair raised his hand and made a movement.
Lin Sui put his index finger against his lips, closed his eyes comfortably, and enjoyed the sound of the storm. It was a grand gift.
Footsteps sounded, and the wet water left traces on the carpet.
The tall boy stepped into the villa like a silent ghost.
Everyone knew that he almost killed Yan Zhou just now, and they all moved away to make way for him.
Yan Qin went up the stairs, and saw the young man resting with his eyes closed.
The young man's wrist hangs down to the side, it is as white as frost and snow against the backdrop of the black cloth, and the veins of blue blood vessels are clear.
Yan Qin took out the silver bracelet engraved with the word 'Lin' and tied it around the boy's wrist.
The silver chain was soaked in water, and the water droplets slid down the wrist and flowed into Lin Sui's palm.
Lin Sui opened his eyes, and stroked Yan Qin's hair as if rewarding him.
Song Yunqing looked at this weird and palpitating scene, frowning tightly.
But he saw that the lowly illegitimate child grasped the wrist of the superior young master, and pressed his cheek to the young master's palm.
Those pitch-black eyes looked at him, as if declaring.
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