Is slag Gong whitewashed today?

Qi Rang opened the wooden box in the car, took out the brown color jug ​​inside, and played with it twice in his hand.

The enamel is delicate, with the pattern of fern grass. It can be seen that it is a good thing, but it can't judge the dynasty in this world.

He turned to Lin Shen and asked,

"Which period did it come from?"

It was just to give him a name later, but Lin Shen seemed to be interested, pointing to the patterns and shapes of the utensils and teaching him how to identify them one by one.

The Lin family made their fortune by robbing tombs in the early days, and now they are engaged in the business of porcelain and antiques in a serious manner. Lin Shen, who was raised as an heir since childhood, seems to be familiar with these things in his bones, but he rarely mentions them on weekdays.

Seeing the joy in his eyes, Qi Rang asked quietly:

"Like these?"

After a pause, Lin Shen glanced at Qi Rang, as if he was worried and didn't say anything, he just carefully put the holding pot back into the box,

"It's just kind, not liking."

The change in an instant was too fast, if Qi Rang hadn't paid attention to Lin Shen because of his vigilance in the store just now, he would have thought that Lin Shen was telling the truth.

While starting the car, Lin Shen said with a smile on his usual face:

"Old Lin has been looking for this thing for a long time in order to make it right. I saw you today. Maybe I will treat you as my own son."

He remembered his thoughts, but gave them to Qi Rang.

Qi Rang knew that he was worried that Father Lin would embarrass him in front of everyone, so he casually leaned on the seat and watched him,

"Mr. Lin has done me such a big favor, what reward do you want?"

Lin Shen glanced at him through the rearview mirror and said with a smile:

"Can you mention anything?"

Qi Rang didn't expect him to answer, raised his eyebrows,

"tell me the story."

"I'll do the casting and adaptation of "Lava" myself. How about not letting your Cheng Li interfere?"

Although Qin Ye can't make any waves now, Qi Rang has already given Cheng Li the casting rights for Lin Shen's new book, and Lin Shen also knows about this.

Qi Rang smiled,

"Where did I come from? If you are jealous, it is too unreasonable to come here."

Lin Shen smiled after hearing his answer, and said nothing more.

After a while, I heard Qi Rang's voice again,

"You can't go back on what you've done to others, and Cheng Li is not someone who doesn't care about quality for the sake of flattering others. Why don't you let her choose it before sending it to you?"

Lin Shen seemed to be making a simple temptation, and he didn't care about the result, so he agreed.

The car gradually stopped at the door of Lin's house, and a housekeeper came out to open the door for the two of them.

The birthday banquet started in the evening, and it was only three o'clock in the afternoon. The servants were shuttled back and forth in the courtyard busy making arrangements. Qi Rang followed Lin Shen through the lobby of the front building, and walked to a secluded glass room in the back garden. Inside.

The woman sitting on the recliner and reading a book raised her head when she heard the sound of the door being pushed, and then there was a pleasant smile in her eyes.

"Why did you come so early this time?"

Lin Shen walked over and bent down to hug her,

"Of course it's been a long time, I miss you."

Mother Lin shook her head at him,

"If you really miss me, you should come back often."

Then he looked at Qi Rang who was standing behind,

"Xiao Qi is free today?"

Qi Rang smiled,

"No matter how big the matter is, it's more important than not being able to accompany Ah Shen to see his aunt."

The words are nice, but the two of them usually can't see each other.

Mother Lin didn't care too much, she turned to look at Lin Shen,

"Go and meet your father. Today is his birthday. With your elder sister persuading him, you should hold back your temper."

Lin Shen smiled helplessly after hearing this,

"Every time he gets angry, when did I care about it?"

Mother Lin wanted to say something, but she swallowed it when she saw Qi Rang at the side, then looked at Qi Rang and said:

"Let Lin Shen go up, why don't Xiao Qi chat with me?"

After hearing this, Lin Shen frowned subconsciously,

"Mom, according to etiquette, you should go to see my dad first, otherwise you will have to pick on A Rang again later."

Mother Lin laughed, with the tenderness in her eyes that can only be left behind after being pampered all the time,

"Just say I left it behind, how dare he pick on Xiao Qi?"

After speaking, he looked at Lin Shen angrily,

"I don't know your little thoughts yet, don't worry, I just chat and do nothing else."

Qi Rang nodded to Lin Shen who looked over, and then put the gift in his hand

"Go ahead, say hello to my uncle and tell me to visit later."

Lin Shen hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

When Lin Shen walked out of the room, the smile on Mother Lin's face gradually faded away, and then said calmly without looking at him:

"sit down."

Qi Rang couldn't guess what she was thinking, so he just sat down on the rattan chair opposite Lin's mother.

As soon as I sat down, I heard her say again,

"I hope you can separate from Lin Shen."

Qi Rang's expression was startled, his first reaction was that someone brought the matter between him and Chen Chen to Mother Lin.

Mother Lin handed him a business card and asked him,

"I guess Ah Shen didn't tell you about his coming out that year."

Qi Rang picked up the business card, saw the doctor Zhang Desheng on it, paused for a few words, then frowned slightly,

"What happened when you came out?"

His memory only has the objective information of the world and the perspective of the original owner. If the other party has hidden something, he really can't find out.

Mother Lin's expression was clear,

"This kid, he always likes to hide everything in his heart, and he never makes others worry about it after suffering. Originally, if I saw that you two are doing well, I didn't want to say it against his will. But Qi Rang, you two Is Nian really good to him?"

Before Qi Rang could reply, he continued:

"Back when you and your family came out, his father invited a psychiatrist to give him withdrawal treatment."

She paused deliberately, and after seeing Qi Rang's expression became very ugly, the feeling of grievance for the child that had been in her heart for so many years dissipated a little.

Then he pointed to the business card in Qi Rang's hand,

"This is a family doctor who worked in my family for more than ten years before the psychiatrist came."

"I thought the withdrawal treatment was over and it was over. I didn't know until I met Desheng by chance two days ago. The treatment left him with serious mental problems."

"Qi Rang, he can't leave you. This is not love, but illness."

Qi Rang calmed down the surging emotions, then looked at Mother Lin and said:

"I do not understand what you mean."

Mother Lin smiled at him,

"I know you want to say that you love Lin Shen, but why don't you call and ask about Lin Shen's current state."

"If you don't love him, stop as soon as possible. I can satisfy you whatever you want, but if you love him, you should simply choose to leave."

There was a moment of silence in the glass room, Qi Rang put away his business card, and then solemnly said to Mother Lin:

"Thank you for telling me this, but I have my own judgment on how to do it."

Mother Lin looked at him for a while, then sighed, and said:

"I'm going to find Lin Shen's father, you should think about it here."

Qi Rang stood up and sent her away, and then sat back alone, his mind automatically playing all the abnormalities of Lin Shen that he regarded as depression since he came.

Then he took out his cell phone and dialed the number.

...

When Lin Shen came to find Qi Rang, he saw him sitting on the wicker chair with his back facing him, his head slightly tilted up, as if he was rare and confused.

He was amused in his heart, then walked over lightly, covered his eyes, and asked in a soft voice:

"Guess who I am?"

The long eyelashes tickled in his hands, and even the bottom of his heart seemed to be scratched by a feather.

Seeing that Qi Rang didn't respond, he lowered his body again, put his head in front of him and bit his lips viciously,

"Guess who I am?"

Qi Rang finally raised the corners of his mouth, then took his hand from his eyes, put it to his mouth and kissed it,

"My Teacher Lin?"

Lin Shen was a little annoyed by his endless address,

"Why do you keep calling me that?"

Qi Rang laughed,

"Call it if you want, there are so many reasons."

He sighed in his heart, just like love, why do you always have to find a reason to make people take it for granted?

Lin Shen looked at him in a daze, and asked:

"Do you still remember what you said when you said you would keep the painting at the entrance?"

Qi Rang recalled it in his mind, then helped his forehead,

"I don't want to say."

Lin Shen pinched the back of his neck and spoke out for him,

"Anything can become a person's priceless treasure as long as it is endowed with a specific meaning. I say it is, why else?"

As he spoke, he remembered how unreasonable this person was at the time, then shook his head and smiled,

"You haven't changed at all."

Qi Rang stood up, took his hand and walked out,

"Did uncle say he wanted to beat me?"

"Say, are you afraid?"

"Why are you getting skinny?"

"Maybe it's because you are getting more and more shameless."

"...the ability to hold grudges is not bad."

The author has something to say: I feel like I’m writing a melodrama at [-] o’clock...don’t ask me why it’s so short, I’m about to get my grades in the postgraduate entrance examination and I’m so nervous that I can’t calm down _(:з)∠)_ Waiting for the results to come out Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, double update will replenish you qaq

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Huai Ran 2; Meow Sauce, Spring Banquet ‖ Song Qingming. 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 34 bottles of victory; 10 bottles of casual Kangkang; 1 bottle of the little girl picking mushrooms;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!