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"You can't always be right about everything. In the past, many people acquiesced that didn't mean you were right. It's just that no one stood up and said it!"

Lu Qilin stood not far from Lu Mian, with an expression of self-evident disdain, straight back and a confrontation with the somewhat scary Lu Mian.

"You really think your wings are stiff, Lu Qilin, you really want to..."

"I haven't seen Lu Mian for so many years. You are still the same. When you lack confidence, you always like to bluff and scare people." Lu Mian's words were interrupted, and he turned around suddenly when he heard a familiar and unfamiliar voice.

Wearing a long black windbreaker, holding a cane in his hand, his face with Chinese characters looks very sharp, and his eyes are equally attractive no matter it is now or before.

He looked like an aggressive man, but he learned to restrain himself as he grew older.

"You are her child, you look a lot like her!"

"Ji Yang..." Lu Mian immediately became vigilant when he saw the man who appeared, but he felt a strong unwillingness in his heart when he saw the way he spoke to Lu Qilin.

Even if this person left, he managed to get a thorn in his heart that could never be removed.

"It's me, I'm back." Ji Yang nodded gently and walked towards the tombstone step by step.

"It's just that I didn't expect that I came back a bit late, and the people who were good to me were gone, but the people who stayed were all the people who hated me."

As Ji Yang said, he knelt down in front of Mr. Yan's tomb, "Teacher, I'm back."

Lu Mian felt a little abnormal when he saw Ji Yang's appearance, and he focused all his attention on Ji Yang. He knew how insidious and cruel this man was. If it wasn't for Mr. Yan who was more inclined to him...

Lu Qilin stood aside, silently watching Lu Mian's reaction, turned his head and glanced at the strange man again, with a cold light in his eyes.

An Yiyang took her home cold, wrapped in the coat that An Yiyang took off, with a familiar atmosphere and peace of mind.

An Yiyang turned on the air conditioner and poured a cup of hot water into Lu Qilin's hand.

Looking at the child whose mouth was already purple from the cold, he finally clasped him tightly in his arms. The two of them got very close, and An Yiyang's breathing could be clearly heard spreading around Lu Qilin's ears.

Lu Qilin was trembling slightly, and it took him a while to realize that he was relaxing and leaning on An Yiyang's arms looking for warmth. He put the undrinked hot water on the table, turned around and buried his whole body in An Yiyang's arms. in the arms.

The two squeezed together on the sofa, and An Yiyang also sighed and hugged Lu Qilin, who was relying on him all over his body. He was always willful and stubborn, but now he only saw that he was full of pity.

The room was finally filled with warm air. An Yiyang was cooking soup in the kitchen, while Lu Qilin was wearing An Yiyang's coat and leaning against the semi-open door with his head bowed and fiddling with the phone in his hand.

An Yiyang turned his head again and watched Lu Qilin pick up his phone and walked to the balcony beside him, half leaning on the railing, not knowing what he was talking about.

His expression was extremely cold.

It wasn't until An Yiyang brought the soup and food to the table that Lu Qilin put away his phone and came in with severe cold all over his body.

He always wanted to hide him tightly behind him and take care of him, but suddenly the boy in front of him was no longer the one who only had eyes full of silence and ignorance.

When Lu Qilin saw the bowl in front of him, An Yiyang reached out to grab some of his usual dishes. After Lu Qilin took two bites, he also grabbed a piece of fish and put it in An Yiyang's bowl.

Looking at An Yiyang's expression, he was cautiously ingratiating.

"See what I'm doing? Eat quickly, and then go get a good night's sleep." An Yiyang looked at the unusually obvious blue and black under Lu Qilin's eyes, and he knew that he hadn't slept well since the old man entered the hospital.

"Are you sleeping too?"

Lu Qilin looked at An Yiyang and asked, and finally looked at An Yiyang and nodded before eating with more peace of mind.

In the bedroom, only a small night light was turned on in the corner, An Yiyang closed the curtains, the room was dark but Lu Qilin felt relaxed.

An Yiyang lay on the bed and looked sideways at Lu Qilin who was curled up next to him and buried his head in his chest. Time seemed to become quiet as time passed.

Occasionally, a car horn is heard from afar.

Seeing Lu Qilin whose breathing became steady, An Yiyang got up quietly, opened the door and went out to pick up the phone that was turned off by himself.

Sure enough, there were text messages mixed with missed calls, An Yiyang called back the number of his mother who called the most, said a few words with helplessness in his tone, hung up the phone, walked softly to the entrance, changed his shoes and got into the car key.

Lu Qilin could clearly hear the sound of the door closing twice in between. He sat up with no signs of falling asleep on his face, got out of bed and walked around in the room where he was alone.

Finally, it was confirmed that An Yiyang had really left.

At this time of year, the city will be particularly empty and cold. It usually feels too crowded, but it is all kinds of unaccustomed to return to silence.

Lu Qilin went out wearing An Yiyang's coat. Although he had grown up a lot, the height and body shape of the two were quite different, and he almost covered his entire body when he wore it.

The guard was replaced by a younger one, who sat in the guard's room and looked towards Lu Qilin several times, but he didn't make a sound to stop him.

Back at the place where he lived, the whole house was clear and cold. Lu Qilin turned on the old air conditioner, took off his clothes and put them aside.

The lights in the room were turned on, and the things in the room were slowly sorted out. In fact, most of them were the old man's books and various manuscript materials. Several boxes were dragged from the warehouse and placed side by side in the living room.

An Yiyang returned to Lu's house only to find that Wang An and Wu Haobin were there, but Zhang Fan didn't see them.

"Why are you here?" An Yiyang asked as he walked in and sat on the side.

"Of course it was called by my aunt." Wu Haobin said with a smile, "Of course the intention is obvious, but I have no intention of persuading you, and you won't listen anyway. Do you think I'm right?"

An Yiyang ignored Wu Haobin's eccentricity, he got used to it anyway, but what made him feel embarrassed was the persecution from his mother.

"That's what I said..." Wang An also cleared his throat. Although he also likes that kid Lu Qilin, who looks good and has a good personality, after all, An Yiyang is his friend he has known for more than ten years.

Morally speaking, it is normal for him to lean towards An Yiyang.

"You really... really like Lu Qilin that much?" Wang An felt that this sentence was awkward, but he couldn't find any other words to replace it.

"I've also heard about his recent events, but there's no need to be so stiff, right?" Wang An waved his hands quickly when he saw An Yiyang's eyes looking over him.

"Just listen to what I mean, and you must..."

"Stupid, isn't he just listening or actually accepting it?" Wu Haobin said with a sneer, "Now that kid is really sad and sad, do you understand the reason for taking advantage of it?"

Wang An pulled the pillow behind him and threw it at Wu Haobin. There was nothing good to say from this man's mouth, he was so disgusting to death.

"If you don't know how to say anything, you should shut up. If you go out to discuss business with people, it's not because of your father's face that you let it?"

"You can question me, but you can't question my ability!" Wang An is always easily led astray by Wu Haobin, and An Yiyang is used to it, but he probably understands what Wang An wants to express.

The rational way is that he organizes Lu Qilin to fight against Lu Mian now, because the more serious this matter becomes, the more embarrassing and difficult his situation will be.

This point can be known after a little thought, but Lu Qilin insisted on suing Lu Mian, which made people wonder what kind of position Lu Qilin put him in.

"If I say, the best thing to do now is to go abroad to see your father, stay outside for a while and then come back, and when the limelight passes, you can comfort that kid, wouldn't it be fine?"

"I won't go abroad now!" An Yiyang cleared up his chaotic thoughts, "You don't need to meddle in this matter, I will tell my mother..."

"What did you say, what did you say?" Although Wu Haobin smiled cynically, if he really didn't want to interfere, he wouldn't be here today.

"You have to think about it clearly. It's not that you are a teenager who sacrifices for the so-called great love. The key is to know whether he really has you in his heart. You don't need to give everything. But send you a good person card!"

"Is it necessary? Is it worth it? I know you want to protect him, but there are several ways to protect him. Can you not just follow what you think, and you can't say that what you think must be all Right."

An Yiyang was silent now.

Sometimes he has to admit that Wu Haobin is very good at reading people's hearts.

Wu Haobin looked at An Yiyang with his head slightly lowered and silent, and he glanced proudly at Wang An from the corner of his eyes.

"I know that you must be on that kid's side, but business is all about profit, and you are not the Holy Father..."

Wu Haobin didn't say too much. The more he explains something, the more suspicious he will be. Let him think about the rest.

The three of them stayed together in the living room for a long time, but An Yiyang finally raised his head but didn't look at the others.

"Where's my mother?"

Wu Haobin was slightly surprised, "Don't you know? I accompanied your Uncle Lu to the law firm. This matter must have a result."

"And I heard that there is another chaebol tycoon in city A. He came back from country M. His handwriting is astonishing, but he seems to be at odds with your Uncle Lu!" The old professor of the Yan family is really good at teaching.

"There are other things about this matter. That Mr. Ji is likely to intervene. When the matter becomes serious, the will to influence the development is not something that only one person can control."