perfect stand-in

When they arrived at Huihui Building, Fu Xinlai had already arrived. She was wearing a long cashmere dress and a fluffy shawl, making her look petite and cute.

"Sorry for the long wait." Lin Youzhan sat across from her.

"It's okay, I just came here not long ago." She took off her shawl and put it on the back of the chair.

The waiter brought up the menu, and Fu Xinlai ordered sliced ​​chicken with hibiscus and braised shrimp.Apparently I come here often, but the waiter told me not to eat the shrimps. Today's batch of shrimps is not particularly fresh.Fu Xinlai ordered the bad fish fillet, and asked Lin Youzhan what he wanted, and Lin Youzhan ordered ham and stewed winter bamboo shoots.

Fu Xinlai took a sip of tea, smiled and said that I am getting engaged.

Lin Youzhan didn't expect this, and Fu Xinlai never mentioned that she had a boyfriend.

Fu Xinlai adjusted the bangs in front of his forehead, and smiled embarrassedly: "The first love, I just got back together recently."

"Congratulations." Lin Youzhan sincerely blessed.

"I'm getting married after the next year. The engagement banquet will be held next Friday at the Ranjia Hotel. Are you coming?"

"Of course." Lin Youzhan was still very happy when his friend got engaged.

The dishes came up one by one, and Fu Xinlai took a mouthful of bad fish fillets, with a very satisfied expression: "Auntie is looking for me, I can't refuse, and I haven't seen you for a long time... I already made an agreement with Auntie yesterday, don't worry .I asked my father to continue the investment. I have seen the project. It is good and cannot be interrupted.”

"Thank you." While Lin Youzhan was sincerely grateful for having this friend, he also felt that he was not even as good as a little girl.Fu Xinlai would say whoever she liked, and if that person didn't like her, she would walk away without a cloud.As for Lin Youzhan, in fact, he is a coward. When he was young, he liked Taekwondo but dared not learn it because of his father's awe. A thief who ate Lin Yourong's chicken wings when he was a child, and stole Shao Mingyu's tenderness for Lin Yourong when he grew up.Many people say that he is domineering and decisive, but only he knows that Lin Yourong, who is gentle and slow, is much braver than him. He insisted on learning painting in junior high school, and he never gave up even though his father threatened to cut off his living expenses.Lin Yourong, who was so fragile on the surface but incomparably tough, no wonder Shao Mingyu couldn't forget it all these years.

At the end of the meal, Fu Xinlai noticed that Lin Youzhan was messing with the fish fillets without moving a few chopsticks, and said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you don't eat fish."

"No." Lin Youzhan said, "I just think there are too many bones and it's hard to eat."

"Haha." Fu Xinlai smiled: "Do you know that there is a saying that people who think there are too many fish bones and struggle to eat will live well?"

"Oh? Why? Is it because you won't be stuck by fish bones?" Lin Youzhan joked.

Fu Xinlai rolled his eyes, ignored him, and explained directly: "Because there will be someone who will take the trouble to shave his bones."

After sending Fu Xinlai away, Lin Youzhan found that Yuhua Terrace was nearby, remembering that his mother liked their soup dumplings very much, so he went to ask the assistant to pack a basket.

When I got home, Jiang Ximin just took a nap, Lin Youzhan put the soup bag on the tea table and sat opposite Jiang Ximin.

Jiang Ximin smiled gratifiedly when he saw the soup dumpling, and asked Lin Youzhan, "Is the company's matter settled?"

Although it was a question, Lin Youzhan knew that Jiang Ximin should already know about the availability of funds, so he simply nodded.

"Your father also encountered this kind of thing before. He was short of funds, and I ran to the bank with him day and night. You are not too light..."

"Mom, dad is dad, and I am me." Lin Youzhan interrupted her.

The atmosphere became subtle for a while.

Jiang Ximin looked at her son, that young face was very similar to that of her deceased husband, but it was not serious, of course it was not her husband.

Jiang Ximin was holding a soup bag, and suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

"Mom." Lin Youzhan sat beside her: "I am your son, but I was not born to restore my father's glory." He is Lin Youzhan, not someone else's, but he gave birth to the shadow of his mother treating him as a father, The person he loves regards him as a stand-in for his younger brother.

Jiang Ximin looked at him for a long time, as if he was certain of something, sighed softly, and grabbed Lin Youzhan's hand: "Of course you are not, you are Azhan, you are my son, you are unique, It's not someone, your father --- your father is also unique..." Jiang Ximin became a little incoherent.

Lin Youzhan hugged his mother, the woman who lost her husband and worked hard to raise her two sons.

Soft sobs sounded, Jiang Ximin --- in the countless days and nights before, would she suddenly think of Lin Qizhong at a certain moment, and then cry helplessly like now?

Lin Youzhan had dinner with his mother and stayed for a long time before returning to Shao Mingyu's house. As soon as he entered the door, there was a strong smell of alcohol. Shao Mingyu lay on the sofa and seemed to be asleep.

Lin Youzhan was both surprised and a little happy. He was surprised that Shao Mingyu had been drinking. Lin Youzhan had something to say to him, but now he had to postpone it until tomorrow.I am happy because Shao Mingyu's gentleness is both rare and extremely easy to get for Lin Youzhan.Most of the time, Shao Mingyu had an indifferent and polite appearance, calling him "Yu" a few times gently and softly, his brows and eyes softened, his eyes filled with affection, and he called him Rongrong softly.Shao Mingyu, who was drunk, was like a child who didn't know how to speak. If Lin Youzhan asked him to call him Azhan, he would obediently call him Azhan.

Lin Youzhan walked over and gently patted Shao Mingyu awake: "Shao Mingyu, get up and go to sleep in the room."

Shao Mingyu opened his eyes in a daze, and was staggered into the bedroom by Lin Youzhan.

Lin Youzhan took off his suit and turned to get his pajamas, but his hands were grabbed. Shao Mingyu was vaguely about to say something.

Lin Youzhan sat down and asked Shao Mingyu to hold his hand, trying to trick him into calling his name.Shao Mingyu took Lin Youzhan's entire arm into his arms, and called him like an abandoned child, "Azhan, don't go."

Lin Youzhan froze for a moment.

"You... what did you call me?"

"Azhan, I want you..." Shao Mingyu pressed his fiery body up, and kissed Lin Youzhan's neck with his lips.

Lin Youzhan felt that he was going to be scalded by Shao Mingyu's temperature, he asked Shao Mingyu tremblingly: "Shao Mingyu, do you like me?"

"I like you, Azhan, I like you." Shao Mingyu put his hand into Lin Youzhan's pants, kneading his elastic buttocks.

"Yeah." Lin Youzhan raised his hand to cover his eyes: "I fucking like you too."