【Rebirth】Be the canary in your heart

In his previous life, Lin Yan was unwilling to show too much weakness to Wen He, and always gave him his aggressive side when he tried to be strong, as if he was invincible.But in this life, Lin Yan propped his chin and waited for the feeding. Wen He felt a little helpless with his coquettish appearance, and handed the peeled shrimp to his mouth.

For the first time, Wen He felt that this cold old house was a little more homey, staring at the shrimp that was thrown in front of him again, and continued to peel the shell with unfamiliar movements.

The chirping of cicadas in summer was noisy, the leaves in the garden were dense, and the scorching light fell on the wall through the cracks. Lin Yan sat on the sofa and yawned, with tears in his eyes, and whispered to the warmth beside him. Crane muttered:

"You didn't tell me where I could sleep...Wen He, do you want me to sleep on you!"

Wen He glanced at the housekeeper next to him. The housekeeper tried to figure out what Wen He was thinking, and said hesitantly:

"Rooms on the first floor..."

"The master bedroom on the third floor, I'll take you there."

After finishing speaking, Wen He stood up, stretched out his hand to grab Lin Yan's wrist, and pulled him into the elevator together. In the narrow and cramped environment, Lin Yan yawned again and hooked Wen He's neck. A large koala hung on him, and Wen He dragged him away.

The Wen family's old house is in the style of a manor. The master bedroom on the third floor has the best lighting and the most elaborate decoration.

And... this was originally Wen He's bedroom.

In the afternoon, the cicadas hummed non-stop, and Lin Yan started to feel sleepy after eating enough. After lying on the bed, Wen He covered him with a thin quilt. The temperature of the air conditioner was adjusted to a suitable temperature. When he was about to go to the study, a small hand stretched out from the thin quilt. , grabbed Wen He's fingers.

"Sleep together..."

The pure black bed four-piece suit, Lin Yan's fair side face was set off by the pure black pillowcase, like a priceless treasure in velvet, and the porcelain white side face was covered with a fine powder.

"I still have a job."

Wen He answered coldly, but he didn't take Lin Yan's hand out of his palm.

"Today is the weekend, come with me..."

"Go to sleep."

Lin Yan turned around, propped his chin on the soft bed, stared at Wen He eagerly, and begged:

"Wen He..."

"Let go, I'll take off my clothes and accompany you."

After Lin Yan let go of the hand that was holding him, Wen He stretched out his hand and unbuttoned his suit jacket, and lay down next to Lin Yan with a slightly stiff body.

The indoor temperature was just right, and the summer afternoon was the most sleepy time, Lin Yan grabbed Wen He's wrist as if to prevent him from running away, and soon fell asleep contentedly.

Wen He lay next to Lin Yan, but couldn't fall asleep for a while, staring at his face that looked extraordinarily quiet after he fell asleep, what he thought in his mind was that he had confronted him time and time again, and ran away from home rebelliously After a moment of trance, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Even in midsummer, Wen He seldom took a lunch break. This time he took a rare nap. He slept with Lin Yan until two o'clock in the afternoon. When he woke up, it was the time when the sun was at its strongest. The top is covered with roses, just blocking the scorching sun.

The butler prepared mung bean soup to cool off the heat and kept it in the refrigerator. Wen He brought a bowl and handed it to Lin Yan.

Because it was at home, Wen He only wore a shirt, a black shirt with obsidian cufflinks, low-key and luxurious.

The Wen family is the largest family in the country, with a big family and a great business, and the most important thing is blood inheritance. Only the direct line can live in the old house, and now there is only one Wen He left. The huge old house looks a little empty.

After eating, he went to the garden. Lin Yan didn't let Wen He push him this time. Instead, he found a book from his bag and sat on the swing to read it. He kicked his feet slightly, and the swing shook slightly. .

When Wen He passed by him, he saw clearly that it was a book related to music. He stared at Lin Yan's serious eyes while reading the book, his eyes were slightly darkened, and the smile on his lips faded.

He could see Lin Yan's liking and love for music. The more Lin Yan liked it, the more uncontrollable his panic became.

"You can't eat too much."

Wen He handed the ice cream to Lin Yan, and after a few words of advice, he turned around and left. Lin Yan looked up at him, and continued to eat the ice cream with his mouth puffed out.

Worrying, why is Wen He's mind so difficult to guess... He gets angry at every turn... The little baby said that he has a temper.

After eating a box of ice cream, Lin Yan, who has a small temper, put the book on the swing stand and ran upstairs to the study room with a 'da da da'. With a face full of Wen He, he muttered in a low voice:

"You're angry with me again..."

"No." The hand holding the corner of the document froze.

"He's obviously angry, and his tone of voice is fierce."

After finishing speaking, Lin Yan snorted softly, Wen He raised his head and glanced at him, Lin Yan continued:

"Let me tell you, you are always angry with me, and I have a little temper."

After finishing speaking, Lin Yan closed the study door, and the footsteps became farther and farther away. Wen He stared at the closed study door, and stretched out his hand helplessly to pinch the space between his eyebrows.

Back downstairs on the swing, Lin Yan picked up the book he hadn't finished reading, with a little pride in the corners of his eyes and brows.What's the use of having a temper, he wants Wen He to know that he has a temper!

After staying in the old house for more than a day, after the weekend, he will return to the villa in the city, and Wen He will start working at the same time.Except for the first day when he came to the old house, Lin Yan hadn't paid much attention to Wen He, and the way the two of them got along suddenly returned to their previous unfamiliarity and defensiveness.

Habit is a terrible thing. For Wen He, Lin Yan is more terrifying than habit.

Lin Yan is like a drug, once he gets on it, he becomes addicted, the poison penetrates into the bone marrow, and he can't quit without it.

On the night of returning to the villa, the chef prepared Chinese food. Lin Yan liked the cold dishes made by the chef very much. He was eating seriously. There was a chopstickful of cold dishes on the plate in front of him. Lin Yan raised his head to take a look, and Wen He also turned to him. looked over.

When the four eyes met, Wen He first asked aloud:

"Tomorrow, do you want to go to the company with me?"

Lin Yan pulled the cold vegetables from the plate into his own bowl, and replied in a low voice:

"No, I remember someone told me that if I run around, my legs will be broken..."

Wen He picked up another dish for him, Lin Yan still picked it up into the bowl, and continued:

"I really don't want to go. Someone told me that the last time was the last time."

Wen He stared at Lin Yan's serious expression, knowing what he meant, put down his chopsticks, took a bowl to help him fill a bowl of soup, and placed it by his hand.

"Come with me."

Wen He didn't know how to coax people, and the words he spoke were clumsy and unfamiliar. Lin Yan saw that his brow was sweating a little in Daxia, his heart softened and he stopped sullenly, and muttered with his mouth upturned:

"If you want to eat sweet and sour fish, pick the thorns for me and go with you."

"it is good."