Self-cultivation of tool people [Quick Transmigration]

There are various settings for tool people. In addition to being the foil of the protagonist, they are also fully-fledged and flesh-and-blood people. Perhaps from the perspective of the protagonist, the labels of tool people are nothing more than those few. Now, each of Lynch's characters has his own characteristics.

In the relationship with Yu Tanqiu, in order to give Lynch a reasonable reason to be willing to sacrifice his life for Yu Tanqiu in the prudent world, it is set that Lynch is a homosexual and deeply infatuated with Yu Tanqiu's father.

The last time I came to do a mission, Lynch was focused on brushing the mission nodes, his nerves were as thick as wood, he didn't care about this setting at all, he just pressed the mission nodes, touched the urn twice when it was time to touch the urn, and didn't notice anything else. What the 'npc' thinks of him, he is no longer the Lynch he used to be, and he immediately noticed that 'Wu Zhiyuan' treated him very unusually.

It's teasing, joking, even flirtatious.

Wu Zhiyuan came back from the outside, wearing a well-tailored suit, which outlined broad shoulders and feet, and lightly touched Lynch's shrunken shoulders with his shoulder, "You are an expert, you can pick and choose."

Lynch's back was about to stand up, and he didn't dare to offend Wu Zhiyuan blatantly, so he said, "I'll go back and choose a few patterns that suit Mrs. Wu, and then I'll show you two."

"Oh," Wu Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows, deliberately making excuses, "Then you came here to perfuse my wife today?"

Lynch remained silent, sweat was profusely profuse on his head, and it was coming out from his temples. He moved his hands to wipe the sweat, but he felt indecent when he lifted his hands, so he put them down quietly, and said dryly: "no."

It is common for craftsmen to be dexterous in their hands and clumsy in their mouths.

With Wu Zhiyuan's status, he wouldn't talk to Lynch at all. Whether it's a tailor or a cook, to him, he's just a tool, not a person.

But Lynch was a little different.

Lynch - very pitiful.

It was even more pitiful than the skinny little girl selling cigarettes on the side of the road. Wu Zhiyuan had never seen a man with such a miserable appearance, and it was not just a miserable appearance. He had a sad charm, as if he was hiding countless thoughts, dignified and timid. Wu Zhiyuan couldn't describe it. To put it crudely, Lynch looked like a pretty widow!A pretty widow with a chastity arch!

Wu Zhiyuan smiled contentedly, and handed back the thick notebook to Lynch, "You choose, and make a suit of the suit you choose."

"Thank you." Lynch held the notebook in both hands and was about to leave. Wu Zhiyuan stopped him and teased, "I took care of such a large business for you, and you just left? At least... you have to take a look at me." ?”

Lynch still didn't look at him with his head down, and bowed deeply, "Thank you very much, Mr. Wu."

It's this kind of non-showy, almost silly gesture that particularly pleases Wu Zhiyuan. Wu Zhiyuan himself is a smart person, and he can tell whether a person is pretending to be true at a glance. He immediately laughed and waved: "Let's go."

Lynch walked out of the Wu mansion, heaved a sigh of relief, looked up and sighed again.

Wu Zhiyuan is also an important supporting role.

Lin Qi and Wu Zhiyuan knew each other through Yu Boju.

Yu Boju used to be Wu Zhiyuan's personal bodyguard. At that time, Wu Zhiyuan had just been appointed as the head of the Customs Department. It was at the cusp of the storm that many people in Jiangcheng wanted him dead.

Yu Boju had a real ability to protect Wu Zhiyuan through that dangerous time, and he followed Wu Zhiyuan for a long time afterwards.

It was at that time that Yu Boju introduced Wu Zhiyuan, a big benefactor, to Lynch's tailor shop.

Counting the time, it has been seven or eight years.

During this period, Wu Zhiyuan changed three wives, and it was the third Mrs. Wu who Lynch made the cheongsam today.

This kind of background was only a few settings before Lynch stepped into this world. After Lynch activated the world, he discovered that Zhiyuan Wu's settings were not so flat.

In a few years, the mature Yu Tanqiu will join Wu Zhiyuan and become Wu Zhiyuan's powerful arm.

It was originally a very common setting, but now it seems that it is a bit chaotic.

Lynch shook his head, don't think about it for now, since digesting the role of playboy in the last world, Lynch has calmed down a lot, let the guy go back to the tailor shop, went to the vegetable market by himself, carefully selected a lively female Chicken, I picked two more fresh fish, the autumn fish is plump and full of roe.

Lynch returned home with a basket of vegetables, got into the kitchen and started making dinner.

The bachelor's skills have been honed very well, Lynch stewed the chicken, walked quietly to Yu Tanqiu's room, knocked on the door lightly, "Tanqiu, it's time for dinner."

After a while, the closed door opened a crack, and in the darkness, a voice floated out like a silk thread, "I'll say it again, leave me alone."

Lynch stopped talking, stayed silent for a while, and turned around quietly.

Yu Tanqiu is like a ghost, sticking to the door, poking out one eye from the crack of the door, looking at the back of Lynch leaving, a thin figure in a gray robe tied with a long strip, the figure also looks gray and lifeless, with sleeves on both sides It was hung up, revealing a section of Bai Shengsheng's arm, connected with a pair of pale hands, like a lily hanging down.

Yu Tanqiu kept staring until Lin Qi disappeared completely.

For a broom star like him, Lynch didn't bother him so much because he was Yu Boju's son.

Yu Tanqiu would rather not be Yu Boju's son.

One afternoon, Yu Tanqiu shut himself up in the room and thought a lot. Lin Qi insisted on taking care of him. One was because of Yu Boju's instructions, and the other was probably because Yu Tanqiu was not yet able to set up his own family.

At that time, when he gave Lynch money and said that he was going to leave the house, Lynch's expression was very relaxed, without a trace of reluctance.

That's right, he loves Yu Boju so much, and never takes the initiative to come to their house, so what is he?a fake.

So as long as he proves that he can take care of himself without relying on Lynch, then Lynch will probably consciously stay away from him, just like Yu Boju, just saying hello during the holidays is enough.

Perhaps, he couldn't even get Lynch's 'greeting'.

Yu Tanqiu was in love with Lin Qi alone in his heart. Ever since he left Lynch, he had always thought of Lynch living healthy and old.

What will Lynch look like when he gets old?

He doesn't seem to age.

Yu Tanqiu thought of his last life, when he died in middle age, he couldn't remember what he looked like, he seldom looked in the mirror, he didn't like his father's face.

After an unknown period of time, there were light footsteps. If it wasn't for Yu Tan Qiusheng's sharpness, he wouldn't have noticed someone coming through the door panel.

The fragrance wafted in from the crack of the door in due course.

Yu Tanqiu hadn't smelled this familiar fragrance for many years, and she almost shed tears.

"Tan Qiu, if you're hungry, just take a bite. I'll go back to your house and pack some clothes for you. If you want anything else, I'll bring it back for you."

There was silence in the crack of the door, as if no one was there. Lynch had no choice but to put down the food box, knocked on his knees and stood up. Before he could take a few steps, there was a sound of the door opening behind him.

Yu Tanqiu strode out, his eyes seemed to be a little red, but he still looked vicious, "I don't need you, I'll go by myself."

Lin Qi stood at a loss, and hesitantly said "Oh", Yu Tanqiu walked by him, a gust of wind blew, Lin Qi chased after him as if he had just woken up from a dream, and walked to Yu Tanqiu's side, he clasped his hands together , whispered: "I'd better go with you."

Yu Tanqiu stopped and scanned Lynch's tense face. Lynch's face couldn't hide anything. He was afraid that he would run away again!

Yu Tan was so angry that he was distracted and saw that Lin Qi's face was even redder, so he said without thinking, "Did you see the doctor?"

Lynch nodded, "Look," the corner of his mouth was smiling again, "Thank you..."

"Is the medicine fried?" Yu Tanqiu interrupted impatiently.

Only then did Lynch remember that he forgot the medicine in the tailor shop.

With a panicked expression on his face, Yu Tanqiu immediately knew that the medicine must not be fried, let alone take it.

Yu Tanqiu wanted to feel whether Lynch's forehead was hot or not - there was no need to touch it, he probably knew it by looking at his bright red face and dry lips. When he was sick, he forgot to take his own medicine. He set up a table of meals, and went to pack his clothes when he was done.

Yu Tanqiu, Yu Tanqiu, what kind of "good life" are you, someone treats you so hard?

Yu Tanqiu asked in despair, "Why are you so kind to me?"

"I...you call me Uncle Lin..."

No matter how many times he asks, Lynch always gives the same answer.

Yu Tanqiu thought sadly: If this bottomless love is only because of himself, how wonderful it would be!Unfortunately, this is a dream that cannot be realized in a lifetime. The living will never be able to compete with the dead.

In fact, even if Yu Boju was still alive, Yu Tanqiu felt that he was hopeless. Lin Qi's feelings for Yu Boju did not happen overnight, like a martyr for a long time, silently performing his own one-man show. If Yu Boju was still alive, Yu Tanqiu had no doubts, I won't even look at him more than once.

His existence must be a kind of despair for Lynch, reminding Lynch that Yu Boju loves his mother all the time.

Yu Tanqiu was disheartened, so he put on a cold and immature face, and stopped talking back to Lynch, and his tone became weaker, as if he had suffered a big defeat, and said weakly: "Where's the medicine?"

"It's left in the shop, it's so late, I'll go get it tomorrow..."

"It's so late, aren't you still thinking about going back to pack my clothes?" Yu Tanqiu suddenly wondered suspiciously that Lin Qi would go back in the middle of the night, maybe not to pack his clothes, but to pack Yu Boju's clothes?The ashes urn was smashed by him, does Lynch want to set up a tomb for Yu Boju, or... just hold Yu Boju's old clothes as a nostalgia?

So why bother?He looks like his father and thinks so, why can't Lynch think of Yu Boju in his arms?

No, no, it doesn't work like this, he is not the kind of person who is willing to be humble...

Lynch was completely unaware of Yu Tanqiu's whirling thoughts, and said simply: "You have to go to school tomorrow, so you can't wear such a suit. I'll make you some new ones when I have free time."

"You are not allowed to make clothes for me!" Yu Tanqiu suddenly said sharply.

Lynch was startled, and suddenly remembered that he had brought Yu Tanqiu a new suit of clothes when he died. Knowing that he had made a slip of the tongue, he hurriedly kept silent.

And Yu Tanqiu's face was already white as paper, his eyes were red like blood, and he was trembling all over. All the blood rushed to his brain. He suddenly reached out and hugged Lin Qi forcefully, and whispered in Lin Qi's ear, "Don't give it to me!" make clothes..."