Lin Yuhe was stunned when he heard the man's words.
In a daze, he even thought he had heard wrong.
But soon, Lu Nan's words directly vetoed all illusions. The man said: "I will inform them of the Wu family. You don't have to think about these things anymore."
"Just go about your own business."
Lin Yuhe responded half a beat later: "...OK."
He thought for a while, and added: "Thank you brother."
There was a low answer on the phone: "Yeah."
The man's voice was originally very magnetic, but now it was lowered, and it became more and more trembling, making people's ears tingle. Lin Yuhe stretched out his hands and rubbed his ears before he heard the other party's next sentence.
Lu Nan said: "I heard the wind over there, are you outside?"
Lin Yuhe didn't expect him to pay attention to this: "Yes."
Lu Nan asked, "Isn't it cold?"
Lin Yuhe replied honestly: "A little bit."
He said, "I want to come out and get some air."
"It's cold at night, beware of catching a cold." Lu Nan said, "Go find a shelter from the wind."
Lin Yuhe said: "Okay."
His mood had calmed down a lot, so he turned and walked back indoors.
The cold wind was cut off, and Lin Yuhe obviously felt warmer as soon as he walked in.
When there was no wind, he could clearly hear the light breathing from the microphone.
A calm, quiet accompanying voice.
"Are you indoors?" Lu Nan asked.
Lin Yuhe: "Yes."
Could it be Lu: "Do you have time on Saturday?"
Lin and He paused.
Lu Nan asked: "Is there a class?"
In fact, there are no classes, and it is a rare week without classes. This week, Lin and He's double degree program was suspended for a week, and Mr. Lu asked a coincidence.
But he has other things.
"There is no class," Lin Yuhe said, "I might have to go home."
Could it be that Lu: "Go home in two days?"
Lin Yuhe: "No, I'm going to have a meal."
Lu Nan asked, "Can I go out during the day?"
Lin Yuhe hesitated for a moment.
I haven't finished explaining the information about the Lu family today, but my stepmother said to continue next time.
"Not sure yet..."
Before he explained the reason, Lu Nan asked, "Is it about your stepmother?"
Lin Yuhe touched his nose.
Seeing his silence, Lu Nan already knew the answer.
"I'll take care of these things." The man said, "Don't listen to her. I know you never skip classes, but it's okay if you don't take such unnecessary classes."
"I'll pick you up on Saturday, huh?"
Lin Yuhe obediently agreed: "Okay."
It was not long before the weekend, and it was Friday in the blink of an eye. In the evening, Lin Yuhe was called back home.
Because classes were full in the afternoon, when Lin Yuhe arrived, it was already after eight o'clock, and dinner was already ready.
Father Lin opened the door for him, still holding the spoon in his hand, and greeted him with a smile: "Come here, Xiaohe, come in quickly, the meal has just been served."
Lin Yuhe walked in, and happened to meet Wu Xiaohan walking out impatiently with her slippers on. Lin's father smiled and called her: "Hanhan came out too, he's so good today, so he came down to eat without calling."
He said: "It just so happens that my brother is back, and our family will have a reunion dinner."
Wu Xiaohan "cut": "Who is with his family..."
Wu Xin who came out together frowned and tugged at her, not letting her finish her sentence.
"What did I tell you just now?"
In any case, they still have to maintain a superficial relationship with Lin Yuhe.
Wu Xiaohan was fine at first, and her voice was not loud, but after being pulled by Wu Xin, she suddenly became angry: "You touch me. Why? It hurts!"
Wu Xin glared at her: "Come here, have a good meal."
The more Wu Xiaohan listened, the more angry he became, he slammed the door and wanted to leave, but Wu Xin stopped him with a word.
"Do you still want to buy your platinum bag?"
Wu Xiaohan could only suppress his anger, and walked to the dining table with a cold face.
Wu Xin: "I'm really used to it."
Lin's father advised her: "Okay, the child is still young, so talk well if you have something to say."
When they were arguing, Lin Yuhe had already left to wash his hands.
It's as if they didn't hear these movements at all.
When he washed his hands and came out, Father Lin had already calmed down Wu Xin. Seeing Lin Yuhe coming out, he hurriedly invited him to have dinner together.
The dinner was very sumptuous, with a full table set up, it could be seen that the preparation was very careful. Several people sat down at the dining table, Father Lin lifted the soup cup in front of him, filled a bowl, and handed it to Lin Yuhe.
"Come on, Xiaohe, this is a rice dumpling specially made for you. Dad remembers that you like it the most."
Before the bowl was handed over, Wu Xiaohan suddenly asked, "Where's mine?"
Father Lin said: "Yes, Hanhan also has it."
It was rare that Wu Xiaohan was willing to join in, he was very happy, looking at the family at the table, he felt a sense of family joy and satisfaction.
"I'll give Hanhan another bowl."
As a result, Wu Xiaohan glanced at the small soup cup, but said: "One bowl is not enough, I want that one."
Wu Xin looked at her suspiciously: "What's the matter with you, aren't you usually afraid of getting fat and refusing to eat sweets?"
"Don't worry about me," Wu Xiaohan knocked on the table with chopsticks, "I want to eat!"
"You child," Wu Xin was dissatisfied with her attitude, "what's the fuss about you today?"
"What's wrong with me?" Wu Xiaohan didn't show any weakness, "Don't even let me eat a meal? If you have the ability, you let me starve to death!"
Father Lin was busy persuading the fight, trying to coax the other after persuading one, but with little effect. The atmosphere was chaotic, and finally, Lin Yuhe said lightly: "Give the soup cup to my sister, I don't eat dessert."
Father Lin looked at him in surprise: "Little Crane? Don't you like eating sweets the most? When you were a child, you hugged sweets and refused to let go..."
Lin Yuhe smiled calmly: "Dad, you also said that you were a child, how long ago did this happen, and I have grown up."
Father Lin was stunned, and looked at his son in a daze: "Oh, oh, I've grown up..."
He looked down at the Jiuniang Yuanzi in front of him again, and murmured: "I made a lot for you today. When you were young, you always ate a big bowl..."
His voice was not loud, and he chanted over and over again, but it seemed that he just wanted to prove it to himself.
With Lin Yuhe's compromise, Wu Xiaohan was given a cup full of wine rice balls.
But she didn't look very happy either. After being read by Wu Xin, Wu Xiaohan was very unhappy, took a few mouthfuls indiscriminately, and said, "I'm full."
The Jiuniang Yuanzi who occupied the past did not move much.
"Why do you only eat such a small amount?" Wu Xin frowned, and knocked on the soup pot, "There are also these dumplings, you don't eat after you ask for it."
"Don't eat." Wu Xiaohan threw the chopsticks away, "It's not for me."
Wu Xin was puzzled: "What do you mean it wasn't made for you?"
Wu Xiaohan gritted his teeth and pointed at Lin Yuhe: "Why do you only cook the dishes he likes? Has anyone asked me?"
Wu Xin was surprised: "What are you talking about?"
What is this kid throwing his temper at
Father Lin hurriedly coaxed her: "Hanhan, brother finally came back..."
"What kind of brother is he?" Wu Xiaohan gave Lin Yuhe a hard look, "Who admits him?"
Looking at this outsider, her eyes were almost red with anger.
Why should she give her parents' love to others
Wu Xin frowned: "What's the matter with you today, why do you keep looking for trouble?"
Both of them were unwilling to give in, and they quarreled again while talking.
Father Lin could only persuade both sides, he was still worried about Lin Yuhe, afraid that the other party would mind what Wu Xiaohan said just now, so he distractedly glanced at him.
But when he actually saw Lin Yuhe, Father Lin was stunned.
At the noisy dining table, Lin Yuhe was eating quietly. He turned a deaf ear to everything around him, and did not give any attention to the two people who were arguing fiercely in front of him.
He concentrated on eating, didn't touch the rice balls made specially for him by Lin's father, didn't touch the ribs and fish pieces, and only touched the dish in front of him.
It was a plate of fried celery.
Lin's father remembered that his son was a picky eater when he was a child, and he didn't like green leafy vegetables. Every time he ate, he had to be coaxed, and sometimes he would tempt him with candies.
But now he is eating very attentively, as if the plate of fried celery is more delicious than the few dishes Father Lin specially made for him.
Father Lin stared blankly for a while before realizing that Lin Yuhe only ate that dish not because he liked it, but because the plate of celery was closest to him.
That's all.
He's not eating, enjoying time with his family. He was sitting there, just completing a task.
Father Lin looked at his quiet and polite son, and suddenly his fingers trembled uncontrollably.
Father Lin finally realized that the reason why the boy in front of him was so calm and magnanimous, and he never cared about it, was not because he had a good temper and soft personality, nor was it because he wanted to have a good relationship with his family.
— but because of his indifference.
A kind of extreme indifference.
So whether it's Wu Xiaohan's provocation, Wu Xin's threat, or even the sumptuous dinner made by Father Lin himself, it doesn't really make any difference.
None of them will attract Lin Yuhe's attention.
Father Lin was completely stunned.
The son in his impression was obviously not like this.
He remembered many years ago, when Lin Yuhe was still young, although they were forced to be quiet because they were unable to run and jump because of poor health, Xiaolin and He were not shy, he was very close, and would smile sweetly at strangers, He laughed so softly that no one disliked him.
The little guy has taken a lot of medicine, but he doesn't complain. He knows the suffering of illness, but he cares about other people because of it. He will wrinkle his little face when he sees someone accidentally bumping into him, and he insists on blowing it up for others, and he flies away in pain.
There are many precautions for his illness, so the little guy is also very careful, and he can notice that others are a little strange. Sometimes Lin's father is tired and rubs his shoulders, and he will take the initiative to come over to help.
But now, it's completely different.
Father Lin looked at his son in front of him. The distance between them was so close that he could almost touch him with his hand, but he felt that he had already been pushed far away.
There was no one else, nothing that could really touch the child's heart.
Father Lin suddenly felt a sense of powerless anger. The quarrel next to his ears was still going on, the veins on his forehead were pulsating, and he suddenly slapped the table hard.
"stop fighting!"
Both Wu Xin and Wu Xiaohan were taken aback and looked at him in surprise.
Father Lin's temper has always been very good. They have almost never seen him angry, and they were really shocked for a moment, and they stopped arguing.
But Lin's father was not looking at them, but Lin Yuhe who was still concentrating on eating.
Neither the quarrel nor Father Lin's sudden outburst touched Lin Yuhe in any way. He ate quietly until the surroundings fell silent before he raised his eyes to look over.
Father Lin saw his eyes.
It was a pair of extremely calm eyes without any emotion.
No anger, no embarrassment, not even a little volatility.
Lin Yuhe's people clearly sat here, but they seemed to have been cut off from everything. He looked at the things in front of him indifferently, stayed out of it, and watched with cold eyes. Neither love nor hatred could touch him in the slightest.
Going home was no longer a warm consolation for him, but a tiresome task. He looked at the family members closest to him, but it seemed like he was looking at a clumsy farce.
Here he is just an audience who will not enter the play, always indifferent and indifferent.
Father Lin stared at him blankly, and the last bit of support was taken away from his body.
Father Lin's originally straight back suddenly bent, as if he had aged a lot in an instant.
Where did it go wrong
he thought dejectedly.
How did it become like this