Waiting for spring

In the spring of another year, Lin Su stood on the city tower, looked at the wind and snow all over the sky, but still did not see him back.

Shen Yinheng, you lied to me, you lied to me for another year.

Lin Su supported the snow-covered city wall, the biting coolness rushed to his heart from his fingertips, and the white knuckles of his slender hands were purple from the cold. He stared intently at the empty official road outside the city, the longing and despair in his eyes Intertwined, filling the originally indifferent eyes with struggling hatred.

"Second young master, it's getting dark, let's go back." Lin Su's entourage came forward happily, tightened his cloak tightly, and persuaded distressedly: "The son is probably delayed on the way, young master, go back and wait." Well, your bones are not good, if you suffer from the cold, you should feel distressed."

"Five years, even if it's climbing, it's time to crawl back." Lin Su moved his pale lips, and the words he spit out were colder than this icy and snowy sky.

Huanxi didn't dare to speak any more, and stayed quietly by Lin Su's side, but she couldn't see him ruining herself like this, constantly covering Lin Su's hands with the handkerchief warmed by the stove.

It's just that the stove has been cold for a long time, no matter how hard you cover it, you can't cover the towel, cover your hands, or cover your cold heart.

The moon came out, and the cold moonlight scattered on the bare peach tree in the distance, and then fell on the white snow all over the ground, reflecting patches of halo.

"Second Young Master, Eldest Young Master is here to pick you up." Huansheng, the entourage of Lin Jin, the eldest young master of the Lin family, called out.

Without waiting for Huanxi to urge her, Lin Su had withdrawn her stiff hands and walked down the tower staggeringly.

Huanxi helped Lin Su into the carriage, and then sat in front of the carriage with Huansheng and drove.

"Brother, I'm cold." Lin Su sat next to Lin Jin, stuffed his cold hands into his cloak, and acted softly.

"It's cold to stand here all day?" Lin Jin frowned and cursed, but couldn't bear to be too harsh, took out the hand stove that had been warming from the side and stuffed it into his hand, and then closed the open cloak tighter.

"Let's wait at home in the coming year. There's a lot of wind on the city tower. It's hard to get better in the past two years. If you blow it back, you'll have a fever for a few days." He said it again and again.

"Okay." Lin Su leaned on Lin Jin, responded softly, and fell asleep in a daze after a while.

Naturally, there is no credibility for this goodness, but Lin Jin still wants to seek peace of mind, and what Lin Su lacks most is perfunctory.

Perfunctory him, but also perfunctory yourself.

After returning home, Lin Su had a high fever as usual, but this year it was worse than last year. The fever lasted intermittently for more than half a month before barely getting better, almost burning out his brain.

"Second young master, don't spoil yourself like this again in the coming year." Mr. Zhang scolded Lin Su severely while feeling his pulse: "If you burn like this year after year, your bones will be burnt out. This year, it's burned for more than half a month. Once you lose your vitality, I’m afraid it will be difficult to raise it back in the future.”

"Grandpa Zhang's medical skills are so good, he can definitely be taken back." Lin Su blinked playfully, but his formerly beautiful eyes had been robbed of their radiance by the illness, and they were hollowly embedded in his pale and thin face, making him even more so. People are distressed.

Mr. Zhang couldn't say any more scolding words, just sighed and left the room.

After a while, Huanxi came in with a decoction. Lin Su finished the medicine cooperatively, and then asked for a candied date to stuff into his mouth.

The bitterness of the medicine was suppressed a bit, but the bitterness in my heart was hard to dispel.

"Huanxi, has the peach tree sprouted in the yard?" Lin Su wiped his mouth and handed him the square scarf.

"Not yet. When the young master recovers from his illness, it will probably sprout." Huanxi replied.

Suddenly, Huanxi heard a "bang". Before Huanxi could put away the square scarf, she was panicked by the broken bowls all over the floor.He glanced at Lin Su anxiously, then bowed his head to admit his mistake.

With just one glance, Huanxi saw the crazy hatred stained on Lin Su's plain face just now.

After a while, when Lin Su calmed down, he let Huanxi go out.

Lin Su leaned weakly on the head of the bed, the words that Shen Yinheng said to him at the gate of the city five years ago appeared in front of his eyes.

"Xiao Su, be good, I'll be back when you recover from your illness." The handsome young man leading the horse pinched the cheek of the person in front of him who occupied his heart, and comforted him softly.

"When will you get better?" The little boy tugged at the hem of his clothes and asked reluctantly, the red rabbit's eyes made his heart soften into a pool of spring water immediately.

He let go of the horse's rein, stretched out his arms to hold Xiao Linsu in his arms, and hugged him tightly, "Xiao Su, be good, next spring, Xiao Su's illness will be cured."

"In that spring, I will wait for you here, Brother Heng, you must come back." Lin Su buried her face in his arms, begging in a low voice.

Only at this time, Lin Su Xiaobawang will show a bit of weakness.

"Well, I will definitely come back, then Xiao Su must take the medicine obediently, if the illness is not good, Brother Heng will not be able to come back."

"Okay." Xiao Linsu got the promise, felt relieved, and stretched out his little finger, "Then let's pull the hook."

"Okay, pull the hook."

"La Gogou, La Gogo, the changed person is a puppy."

Shen Yinheng, I'm sick, why don't you bark like a dog?

The past is like smoke, who is performing on stage now?

After another half month, Lin Su's body was almost recovered, and a little blush finally appeared on his face. When the peach trees in the courtyard were sprouting, Lin Jin finally let him go for a walk.

Xu Yan, the youngest son of the Xu family, wanted to ask Lin Su out to play several times, but was stopped by Lin Jin. The weather was good these few days, and the flower market was opening again. Seeing that Lin Su didn't cough much, he agreed.

"Really, asking you out to play once is more troublesome than marrying a bride. How many times have I given the dowry? I have given two baskets of longan as a tribute to the south." Xu Yan waved the folding fan in his hand pretendingly, While complaining.

Unexpectedly, Lin Su, who carefully picked flower seedlings in the flower market, didn't care at all, and was tangled back and forth between a pot of magnolia and a pot of centenarian pine.

"Hey, let me tell you, did you listen to me?" Seeing that Lin Su ignored him, Young Master Xu angrily took away the Magnolia in front of him, and stared at him.

"Master Xu, I said you've been shaking your fan in just a few months, and this purple jade fan looks familiar." Seeing Xu Yan's deflated look, Lin Su snatched the pot of magnolia from his hand politely, paid He took the money and left with the flowers in his arms.

Young master Xu was poked at the center of the matter, and became angry for a moment, so angry that he ignored Lin Su and went to play by himself.

Lin Su, who had placed an order, casually strolled around the flower market, took another pot of orchids, and went back to the Ruyi Building where the two often go.

"Hey, isn't this the young master of the Su family? What's the matter, the Wangfushi can move?" Before arriving at the restaurant, he ran into an old friend on the road.

"The feeling of the small dark room should be uncomfortable." Lin Su didn't answer his words, but muttered to himself, but the muttering reached Xue An's ears verbatim.

"You." Xue An was unhappy about this matter. Hearing this, he raised his hand and wanted to hit someone, but Lin Su hid him. The voice said arrogantly: "If you slap me, I will let you die without a place to bury you, do you believe it?"

Because Lin Su is good-looking, even if he is cold-tempered, it does not prevent him from being popular in the social circle of the children of the aristocratic family. Some people are popular, while others are not. Xue An is the one who is not popular.

As time went by, Xue An didn't wait to see Lin Su, and wanted to make Lin Su unhappy every now and then. Last year at the Mid-Autumn Festival's horse race banquet, he intentionally frightened the horse and bumped into Lin Su. Although Lin Su dodged quickly, he still twisted his foot.

In a rage, Lin Jin went to Xue's house to inquire about the crime, and scolded him hard and softly. The angry Master Xue gave Xue An a family law in front of him. He was locked at home for half a year and did not show up. Appear.

Seeing Xue An's fearful face, Lin Su sneered and left holding the flower pot.

Although the Xue family is also an aristocratic family, after all, it is only a marquis' mansion. Compared with the Lin family's Guogong mansion, it is still a notch lower. Moreover, Lin Jin's emphasis on his only younger brother has always been picking stars and not giving the moon since he was a child. Besides, there used to be Heng The eldest son pampered him at the top of his heart, so Lin Su basically walked sideways in the capital, naturally he didn't pay attention to Xue An, the second son of the Marquis Mansion.

Lin Su still underestimated the ugliness of people's hearts. Although he was young, he never really hurt anyone, and he was protected too well. Those low methods.

In the evening, Xu Yan didn't wait for Lin Su in the restaurant. He was so panicked that he ran to the flower market to look around. The flower market had already dispersed, and only a few flower farmers were left packing their things.

He hurried back to the restaurant again, pulled the manager of the restaurant and asked, "Has Second Young Master Lin been here?"

The shopkeeper said helplessly: "I have answered three times, and I have never been here today. You should go to the Duke's Mansion first and ask."

Where did Xu Yan dare to go to the Duke's mansion, Xu Yan trembled in his heart when he thought of Lin Jin's Shura face that he wished he had to tear it apart.

Before going out, Lin Jin's tireless instructions lingered in his ears, Young Master Xu sat paralyzed at the gate of the restaurant for a while, and finally he was really worried about Lin Su, so he went to the Duke's Mansion anxiously.

As soon as he opened the door, Xu Yan saw Lin Jin coming out. He only glanced behind him, but didn't see Lin Su, so he immediately picked up his skirt and asked him sternly, "Where's Xiao Su?"

Xu Yan was being carried, his breath was a little unsteady, and he answered pantingly: "No, it's gone." The vocal cords didn't seem to be his own, and the voice that came out was so trembling that Xu Yan couldn't hear clearly.

God knows how scared Xu Yan is. He is afraid that something will happen to Lin Su, and he is also afraid of Lin Jin's scolding.

"What does it mean that it's gone?" Lin Jin's hand didn't relax at all, and even tightened his grip, the veins on the back of his hand almost burst out.

"We parted ways at the flower market, and we made an appointment to meet in Ruyi Building, but I didn't see him when I went to Ruyi Building." Xu Yan finished speaking tremblingly, and the tears that had been held back for a long time finally flowed from his eyes.

Lin Jin let go of his hand mercilessly like throwing a sack, left Xu Yan aside, called a few expert guards, and rushed towards the flower market without thinking.