Chen Xing hurriedly removed the cast before the high school entrance interview.
He was very well-behaved during this time, he was not noisy, and his young body has a strong recovery ability. The reason why he couldn't get better before was because he didn't stop, but now there is no one to take care of him. The life is difficult, and he realizes that life is not easy. Naturally quiet like a virgin.
After Elsa left, Lin Xiucheng helped him take a bath for the first time. He didn't know to bring a plastic protective cover for Chen Xing, and Chen Xing himself forgot. Because he didn't know the direction of the shower, Chen Xing was drenched from the top of his head to the bottom of his feet. Drenched, Chen Xing shivered, and asked him uncertainly: "Is it okay if the plaster is wet?"
Lin Xiucheng called the doctor to ask about it, and the doctor told them to put on a plaster cast again immediately. Lin Xiucheng wiped him dry with a towel, put on his clothes and rushed to the hospital. Both of them were educated by the doctor.
To bathe him the next day, Lin Xiucheng put a bathtub of water for him and asked him to take a sitz bath, helped him take off his clothes, put on a protective cover, and went out. Chen Xing stepped in with one leg, and his whole body froze. Turning around, he shouted embarrassingly towards the door: "Lin Xiucheng! Why is this cold water you put in!"
For the third time, Chen Xing finally understood that it was impossible to expect Lin Xiucheng to take care of him, and the right way was for him to recover quickly and take off the plaster.
At the beginning of December, Lin Xiucheng accompanied Chen Xing to remove the plaster at the doctor's place. Chen Xing's right arm became lighter instantly. He tried to move it a few times, but it was still very inflexible, as if the elbow joint was rusted , can hear the old squeak when turning.
He was a little upset and asked the doctor when he would be able to regain his heroic figure.
"If you want, I can find a helicopter to lift you up to the London Eye right now, and let you climb down by yourself." Lin Xiucheng said lightly.
Chen Xing closed his mouth aggrieved.
The doctor smoothed things over and said: "This is all normal, and it will take time to return to the original state."
At home, Lin Xiucheng stopped the car and told Chen Xing to go upstairs by himself.
"Are you going out for dinner?" Chen Xing asked him, "Then let me ask Jiang Zhengzhen."
After speaking, he took out his mobile phone to make a call. Now his left hand is so slippery that he can turn a pen. Just after he found Jiang Zhengzhen's name, the mobile phone was taken away by Lin Xiucheng.
"I promise I won't go out to fool around again until my arm is healed," Lin Xiucheng began to recite Chen Xing's self-criticism, "especially for a friend like Jiang Zhengzhen..."
"But my arm is already healed!" Chen Xing yelled to stop. Lin Xiucheng didn't know whether it was because of his good memory or being too idle. Recently, he began to recite Chen Xing's self-criticism when he disagreed with each other. It was all written by Chen Xing. One sentence was typed out, and there was no way to deny it.
Lin Xiucheng smiled and stretched out his hand to hold Chen Xing's limp right hand: "Oh? Is that so, let's wrestle with Dad."
Chen Xing gave up, he raised his hand to pull the car door, and was going to go upstairs and wait for Lin Xiucheng to leave before sneaking out.
Lin Xiucheng carried him back.
"I've changed my mind," he said. "You're coming to Oxford with me."
"What? Oxford?" When Chen Xing heard that he was going to Lin Xiucheng's old house, he immediately ran out of the car, "I won't go! There are idiots in Oxford!"
Lin Xiucheng locked the car door, stepped on the accelerator, and the force of acceleration pushed Chen Xing back on the seat.
Within a few months, the leaves of the sycamore tree in front of the old Lin family's house were no longer as lush as they were in midsummer, and became bare.
Four months have passed since the last family reunion. During this time, the elders seemed to have heard some rumors, and all of them shrank and remained silent. Christmas is approaching. Uncle Lin Xiucheng endured for a long time, and finally Proposed to get together.
Lin Xiucheng didn't plan to take Chen Xing with him at first, and it wasn't a good place to go. The old guys made it clear that they wanted to discuss the second uncle with him.
Before adopting Chen Xing, teasing these people was one of his pleasures. Lin Xiucheng's grandpa's stroke has an inexplicable relationship with these people. Lin Xiucheng promised his grandfather that if the old guys don't make mistakes, they won't attack them, so he doesn't plan to deal with his grandfather's subordinates like he did. He just wanted them to live in warm water, thinking they saw hope, and then fell into hell.
Just like when he was studying in the United States and got the call that his grandpa had a stroke.
Even the adoption of Chen Xing was for this purpose. However, after Chen Xing's accident, he was tired of these things, and nothing could compare with Chen Xing's safety.
But rather than letting Chen Xing drag his arm that had just had its plaster removed, and follow Jiang Zhengzhen out into the wild, it's better to tie him by his side to make Lin Xiucheng feel more at ease. Who knows if they can climb rocks or play arcade games when they go out.
The old house in winter has a bleak mood, no one is grilling in the compound, the withered lawn looks quiet and eerie, the tall door of the old house is closed tightly, waiting for Lin Xiucheng to push it open.
When the two entered the door, four male elders were sitting at the dining table waiting for them, and only one junior, Lin Xiuyan, was there.
Seeing this scene, Chen Xing understood, he left Lin Xiucheng a little, and wanted to leave even more.
"Xiucheng, we have something to tell you, please avoid people who have nothing to do with it." Lin Xiucheng's uncle opened his mouth to sell the old man.
Lin Xiucheng took off his suit and put it on the back of the sofa, and said with a smile, "Is there anything my son can't listen to?"
"Nonsense!" His brother-in-law stared, "You're just playing around!"
"Don't disturb you, I'll go upstairs." Chen Xing compromised, he didn't want to hear these things, he asked Lin Xiucheng, "Which room do you live in?"
How could Lin Xiucheng let Chen Xing go upstairs alone, but he didn't want anyone to think that Chen Xing was important to him, that would only bring Chen Xing danger, so he put his arms around Chen Xing's waist and kissed Chen Xing's forehead, gave him the car keys, and patted his buttocks, coaxing: "Honey, wait for me in the car, I'll be out soon."
Chen Xing's scalp tingled with disgust, and he wished he could kick him. There was a weird feeling on his forehead and buttocks, as if Lin Xiucheng's lips and hands were always on.
But when a group of people watched, he could only smile: "Okay."
Then ran out without looking back.
As soon as Chen Xing left, the atmosphere became more solemn.
It was Lin Xiucheng's uncle who started: "Xiucheng, your second uncle's death is a bit strange."
"Oh?" Lin Xiucheng looked surprised, waiting for him to continue.
"The elders in charge of us all received a courier more than a month ago," he said, "there is a copy of your second uncle's autopsy report, which says it was done by his nephew."
Lin Xiucheng couldn't help laughing when he heard his description of himself: "I didn't know that Lin Xiuyu was so powerful?"
"Don't play dumb!" His brother-in-law is Lin Xiuyu's father, with a bad temper, "We're talking about you!"
"Me?" Lin Xiucheng was surprised, "He's my second uncle, how could I be so cruel."
Lin Xiuyan, who was silent at the side, suddenly pulled out a pistol from behind and pointed at Lin Xiucheng: "Lin Xiucheng, stop pretending, you killed my father!"
Lin Xiucheng shrugged: "What am I pretending to be?"
There were sudden noises from upstairs, and everyone's expressions changed except for Lin Xiucheng.
Lin Xiucheng pulled away the chair at the head of the table, and sat down leisurely: "Uncle, you don't think I'm really here alone, do you?"
Lin Xiuyan shook his hand holding the gun, "Who allowed you to sit?"
Lin Xiucheng's uncle subconsciously glanced at Lin Xiuyan, and suddenly took a step back in shock. His trembling hand touched Lin Xiuyan's forehead: "Xiaoyan..."
Lin Xiuyan also looked at his uncle, and then looked around the elders in a panic. He realized his situation, because there was a red laser dot aimed at by a sniper rifle on the center of everyone's eyebrows, following the shaking of their heads Move left and right with precision.
"Put down the gun, Xiuyan," Lin Xiucheng advised him leaning against the back of the chair, "Students' hands are for holding pens."
Lin Xiuyan didn't listen to him, he took a step forward instead, trying to put the gun on Lin Xiucheng's head, when there was a sound of a bullet piercing through the air, Lin Xiuyan didn't have time to react, his right hand was pierced.
His four elders were all scared out of their wits. They opened their mouths to stare at Lin Xiuyan, who was kneeling on the floor and howling. His blood flowed all over the floor, soaking the gun he bought on the black market.
"I can't even hold the pen now," Lin Xiucheng sighed and shook his head, "Okay, what else do you need? I have to go now, my baby is still waiting for me outside."
This time no one dared to speak again.
Lin Xiucheng waited for a while, and no one objected, so he got up and walked out the door.
In the house, Lin Sen took people to clean and cook. Chen Xing hadn't visited Oxford at night, so he could take him for a ride.
Chen Xing was bored playing mobile games in the car, and after two rounds, Lin Xiucheng came out.
As soon as he got into the car, Chen Xing wrinkled his nose. Lin Xiucheng smelled of gunpowder smoke mixed with his blood. Chen Xing sniffed and said, "Brother Xiu is on a killing spree again."
Lin Xiucheng rubbed his head: "How about taking you to Oxford University tonight, you don't want to be admitted, just go for a stroll."
"What do you mean I don't want to pass the exam?" Chen Xing jumped up and wanted to choke his neck, "I haven't settled with you yet, haven't you heard the saying that a man's ass can't be touched!"
Lin Xiucheng was going to grab Chen Xing's hand, but remembering that he hadn't recovered yet, he changed the direction and squeezed his shoulders to push him back to the seat, and said with a smile, "That must be because you are good at bedtime, Mr. Xiu Only then will I fuck you."
"Me! Fuck!" Chen Xing was completely pissed off, his cheeks were hot, he and Lin Xiucheng were not familiar with each other at the first meeting, and he said everything when he was provoked by his cousins, and he still felt relieved at that time , Now that Lin Xiucheng said this, it sounds so strange.
The two fought and drove around Oxford, and stopped to find a tavern for dinner.
Chen Xing ordered beef stew, which was not delicious, and kept stealing prawns from Lin Xiucheng's plate. He was grabbing the last prawn, when Gu Qing came to his door. He asked Lin Xiucheng how he planned to spend Christmas , Would you like to go skiing in Canada together
The Lin family didn't have the habit of celebrating Christmas, so Gu Qing just wanted to find a reason to get together. He stared at Chen Xing, who could view but not send, on his computer every day, and didn't care about work.
Lin Xiucheng asked Gu Qing to wait, and asked Chen Xing, "Can you ski?"
Chen Xing ate the shrimp and shook his head.
Lin Xiucheng agreed and asked his assistant to book the flight ticket.
December passed quickly. Chen Xing interviewed several high schools, applied for a visa, and jumped to the day of going to Vancouver.
Chen Xing completely forgot about going skiing the night before, Jiang Zhengzhen asked him to eat hot pot at home, he ate it at almost ten o'clock, he came home smelling of hot pot, Lin Xiucheng asked him how his luggage was packed, he I just remembered that I was going out to play.
Chen Xing came out of the shower and saw Lin Xiucheng was still in the living room, so he lay down on the banister upstairs and called to him, "Lin Xiucheng, what should I bring when I go out to play?"
In the past, Chen Xing didn't own much, his experience was lacklustre, and he had never traveled. When he came to England, he only brought a few changes of clothes and some miscellaneous things that never left him. Now Lin Xiucheng asked him to pack his luggage. After looking in the room for a long time, I found a few clothes and piled them up. I feel that they are almost ready, and there seems to be something missing.
Lin Xiucheng looked up at him, Chen Xing's expression was very sincere, he didn't know how to answer this kind of common sense question.
After a while, Lin Xiucheng said, "Just take yourself there."
Chen Xing curled his lips, Lin Xiucheng's words were vain, and he didn't listen to him. Chen Xing was a little excited at the thought of going out to play. He searched the travel luggage list on the Internet, found a bunch of things at home and stuffed them into the travel bag, and then went to sleep contentedly.
When the plane landed in Vancouver, Gu Qing was already waiting for them at the exit. Seeing that Chen Xing was carrying a stuffed travel bag, he was eager to help him carry it, but Chen Xing walked away like a monster.
They went to the hotel next to the ski resort first. Gu Qing booked a family suite with three rooms. As soon as he entered the door and wanted to choose a room, he was driven away by Lin Xiucheng. Gu Qing felt very wronged.
"I booked this room," he said, "Why can't I live in it for the money I paid!"
Lin Xiucheng took out a checkbook and a pen, and made a gesture to sign: "How much?"
Gu Qing felt that his personality was humiliated by Lin Xiucheng, and closed the door angrily.
Looking at the white snow-capped mountains and the ski track not far away from the window of the suite, Chen Xing remembered the heavy snow that fell in Qingcheng last year, and was a little dazed, not knowing what Qingcheng looks like now.
"How about it?" Lin Xiucheng asked him, "Go and see your room?"
Chen Xing folded his arms, stood by the window and looked down, as if he didn't hear his words.
After a while, he turned his head and announced to Lin Xiucheng, "It's not bad."
Chen Xing chose the bedroom with the largest window, which was separated from Lin Xiucheng by the corridor five or six meters away. He rested for a while, ate dinner in the room, and made a fuss about going skiing.
Lin Xiucheng was very helpless to Chen Xing who said that the wind is the rain: "Ancestor, what time is it, let's go tomorrow."
Chen Xing left disappointed.
Before seven o'clock the next day, Chen Xing was lying on the door of Lin Xiucheng's room, scratching the door, making creaking noises. After all, he was still young, and in a new environment, some people went crazy and couldn't fall asleep due to excitement.
Lin Xiucheng opened the door with a dark face, massaged Chen Xing, took him to breakfast, and went to the ski resort.
Chen Xing and Lin Xiucheng are not at the same level at all, and he doesn't know how to teach others. However, Gu Qing, who is patient and skilled, is still sleeping in the room, so he hires a coach for Chen Xing to take this emotional beginner After sending the entrustment, I went to advanced track skating by myself.
Lin Xiucheng slid for a while, stopped to rest, and just took off the protective gear on his face when he heard a female voice calling him: "Vincent!"
Lin Xiucheng turned his head and recognized the person, feeling a little complicated.
This is Christina, the girlfriend he had dated with in the United States. He returned to the UK in an emergency, and the two broke off contact. Looking back, Lin Xiucheng was somewhat wronged.
Christina looked more mature and attractive than when she was in school. She was pleasantly surprised to see Lin Xiucheng, and invited him to have lunch with him, and Lin Xiucheng readily agreed.
On the junior ski slope, Chen Xing was having a great time. He has a well-developed motor nerve and good balance ability, and he can already row very well on the primary ski slopes. He is eager to try his hand at the intermediate ski slopes. The coach persuades him to practice again. The pole moved forward, and the coach was almost thrown away by him accidentally.
At one o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Xing was hungry and changed out of his ski clothes. He was sweating and wanted to take a bath in his room before eating. Opening the door, he found something different.
There was a sound in Lin Xiucheng's room.
He thought it was Lin Xiucheng who was turning on the TV, and was just about to walk over to talk to him, when a white thing on the ground caught his attention, it was a lady's coat, Chen Xing was stunned, and walked forward A few steps away is a lady's blouse. The blouse has many folds, which shows how violent it was when it was taken off.
Chen Xing's heart was beating fast, he seemed to know what sound was coming from Lin Xiucheng's room, and he also knew that he should go back to the room immediately, but his feet didn't listen to him, and he still moved towards Lin Xiucheng's room. He walked over in the direction, and when he came back to his senses, he stood at the door of Lin Xiucheng's room.
The sound insulation effect of the door of the hotel suite was not that good. Chen Xing was at a loss when he heard the faint sounds of women calling the bed and Lin Xiucheng's rough panting. After an unknown amount of time, there were several high-pitched, screaming voices, as well as Lin Xiucheng's muffled groan.
Chen Xing finally woke up, he took two steps back as if he had lost his center of gravity, fled back to his room, locked the door, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles.
His heart seemed to be tied to his throat by a thin rope, pounding against his head.
Lin Xiucheng was having sex with a woman, this realization made him feel suffocated.
In fact, this is a very normal thing, Lin Xiucheng is a mature man, he can have sex with anyone who is willing to have sex with him, this is justified, no matter how many partners Lin Xiucheng has, Chen Xing can't talk about it.
But he only has one Chen Xing. Lin Xiucheng treats Chen Xing very well and values him very much. Anyone who receives such a precious and precious love should be satisfied and be content with the status quo.
But at this time, Chen Xing discovered that, unknowingly, he began to wish to have more. What he wanted was neither unique nor unique. No matter what method or process he used, he wanted everything Lin Xiucheng had, All, everything.