Rebirth: My Brother Can Only Be Mine

In the evening, someone knocked on the door and said that dinner had been delivered.

Lin Qing sat cross-legged on the couch, not practicing, but flipping through the huge memories in his mind to see if there was any record of the split of spiritual consciousness.

Lin Huaijin was originally playing with Lin Qing's hair. After hearing the knock on the door, he looked around, quickly picked up Lin Qing and went back to the bed, covering him with a quilt.

Then he went to the door and opened it.

The door was only half open, revealing half of a cold face. He reached out to pick up the food box and closed the door again.

The sturdy man touched the back of his head, somewhat confused. What was the young master doing?

It was as if there was some treasure inside that couldn't be shown to others.

Lin Qing was still sitting cross-legged on the bed with the quilt on his head, but part of it had been lifted up.

Lin Huaijin put the lunch box back on the table and went back to the bed. He was unhappy to see that the quilt had been lifted.

He showed his unhappiness by grabbing a handful of Lin Qing's hair and rubbing it hard.

Lin Qing was in a state of confusion, hesitating between the thought of his hair smoking from being rubbed and the heat and sweat all over his body.

He threw back the quilt and got out of bed, only to find his shoes were still on the bed.

It was brought to me when I was sitting cross-legged, but my shoes were not brought with them.

He tugged at the sleeve of Lin Huaijin who was standing beside the bed and pointed at the collapsed shoes over there.

"Xiao Jin, bring me my shoes."

Lin Huaijin's dark eyes showed no reaction at all, and it was obvious that he didn't hear what he said.

Lin Qing stood up on the bed, held his head with both hands, and turned his head to that side.

Unfortunately, these eyes couldn't tell whether he saw the shoes or not.

Lin Qing let go of his head, put his hands on his shoulders, and nodded his fingertips unconsciously.

After a moment, Lin Qing used his body skills to accurately move to the shoes. As soon as he put on one shoe, Lin Huaijin grabbed his arms.

Then he was carried back to the bed.

Lin Qing had a headache. He dodged again and finally put on both shoes.

Lin Huaijin became even angrier, with the anger of a disobedient doll running around.

She just stood in front of Lin Qing, staring at him expressionlessly, no longer wrinkling her nose or playing with her hair.

Those dark eyes, pale face, and thick black hair are quite creepy.

Lin Qing closed his eyes, combed all his hair to the top of his head, put on a white jade crown, revealing his entire forehead and face.

Lin Qing nodded appreciatively.

The ghost boy Lin Huaijin reached out and touched the thing on his head, and was immediately coaxed into submission.

He finally stopped staring at people with an expressionless face and resumed rubbing his hair.

When Lin Qing was about to return to his room at night, he encountered a problem.

Lin Huaijin followed him around, and Lin Qing was afraid that the boy might break free again after he left, and who knows what might happen.

He simply transformed himself into a young boy, walked to the door and gave instructions to the guard, while another guard stood guard inside.

In this way they get away with it.

In this way, Lin Qing and Lin Huaijin stayed in the palace for a few days.

Lin Huaijin's symptoms are getting better and better, and he is becoming more and more flexible.

Five days later, Lin Qing just woke up and felt a gaze.

He opened his eyes, and his eyes, which had been dark for five days, had regained their brightness.

At this moment, the pair of smiling eyes were looking at Lin Qing.

Lin Qing was delighted and quickly turned over and sat up.

Perhaps Lin Huaijin was out of control these days and ate well, so although his face was still pale, his lips had turned from pale to a light pink.

Lin Huaijin then sat up, opened his arms, curved his lips and smiled:

"Brother, give me a hug."

Lin Qing couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

The two embraced each other in the morning light, after ten years.

"Brother, I miss you so much."

Lin Huaijin buried his head in his brother's neck, in his favorite way, with necks pressed against each other and chests pressed tightly against each other.

He tilted his head and rubbed it with affection.

"I... miss you too." Lin Qing was still not used to saying such straightforward words, but he also wanted Xiao Jin to know his inner joy and longing.

"Brother, the days without you are so hard to bear." Lin Huaijin said in a low and coquettish voice.

Lin Qing touched his head and ran his fingers down the back of his head, combing his hair.

"Me too."

"Brother, why did you take so long this time? Can you let me go in with you next time you go into seclusion?"

Lin Qing smiled and said, "Retreat is boring. I am in retreat to practice. Are you going to come in and watch me practice?"

Lin Huaijin also smiled, "Even if I watch my brother practicing motionlessly, I won't feel bored. As long as I stay by my brother's side, I will have infinite joy and peace."

Lin Qing said: "Okay, I will try not to go into seclusion in the future, and even if I do, I will definitely take you with me."

Lin Huaijin tightened his arms, "Brother, you are not allowed to break your promise."

"When have I ever broken my promise?"

"No, my brother is the best."

After letting his brother act like a spoiled brat for a while, Lin Qing pushed him away slightly, "Xiao Jin, what's wrong with you now? Shouldn't you be waiting for me at the Fengling Clan?"

Lin Huaijin was not satisfied with the distance between them, so he turned his brother over with both hands and pressed him to sit in his arms, with their chests and backs touching.

Lin Qing continued, "I saw the many tasks you completed for the Wind Spirit Tribe. You have worked hard over the years, Xiao Jin."

Lin Huaijin rested his chin on his brother's shoulder and said, "Brother, it's not hard. I was going to wait for you to come out of the Fengling Clan."

"But the speed of my magic training is getting faster and faster, and I can't control it anymore."

"Why is this happening?" Lin Qing was stunned.

Lin Huaijin shook his head. "I don't know. Tieyi, the little ghost who follows me, was taken in by me five years ago. His blood can alleviate my bloodlust that has grown due to my training, so I brought him with me."

Lin Qing pursed her lips, but couldn't help asking, "Are you close?"

Lin Huaijin was stunned for a moment, then he started laughing, his chest vibrating, causing Lin Qing to shudder on his back and get goose bumps on his neck.

Lin Qing raised his hand and pinched his brother's ear, "What are you laughing at!"

It looked like she was going to tear his ears off if he dared to continue laughing.

Lin Huaijin suppressed his laughter and said, "Brother, are you jealous?"

Lin Qing was stunned for a moment.

He suddenly realized what the feeling of distress in his heart had been like since he saw the young man next to Lin Huaijin.

It was a stuffy and sour feeling.

He lowered his eyes and hummed softly.

Lin Huaijin's heart exploded with joy, "Brother...you are really..."

After waiting for a while, Lin Huaijin still hadn't finished speaking. Lin Qing looked back and asked, "What is the truth?"

Lin Huaijin shook his head, but his mood became better.

"That Iron Armor was originally an experimental subject that I kept by my side. I haven't figured out the component in his blood that makes me calm, and I slowly discovered that his blood contains an addictive component."

"So, I threw him somewhere else three years ago. During that time, I killed animals, brother. I didn't kill innocent people."

Lin Huaijin emphasized.

Lin Qing patted his hand and comforted him: "I believe you."

"I didn't expect that he would show up again two years ago when I was on a mission in Tugui City. And the concentration of the ingredient that made me addicted in his blood seemed to be even higher than before."

Lin Qing's hand tightened, "Did he hurt you?"

"No, he still considers himself as my subordinate, but he is becoming more and more crazy about controlling me."

Lin Qing was angry and pursed his lips tightly.

My brother has met a pervert!