Seeking HE in the BE world

When Ye Ting heard the familiar voice, his hands froze and his strength slowed down.

His long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Lin Jinian was sitting in a wheelchair, looking into the room with his head.

His eyes stopped on the hand grabbing the maid's neck, "What are you doing?"

"Why did you come down?" Ye Ting lightly let go of his hands under his puzzled eyes, "Didn't you say you were sleepy?"

He pulled out the veil from his arms expressionlessly, half closed his eyes, and carefully wiped his fingers.

"Heard some movement, come down and take a look." Lin Jinian frowned as he watched him wiping his fingers. He slowly slid the wheelchair and held his hand with one hand.

A large patch of red appeared on the originally slender and fair fingers.His movements were rude, as if he wanted to rub off a piece of skin alive.

Lin Jinian couldn't stand it anymore, pulled the handkerchief, and said softly, "I'll help you."

"Don't touch it." Ye Ting tried to pull out his hand, he said coldly, "Dirty."

This hand has touched someone else.

Lin Jinian was sitting in a wheelchair. From his perspective, he needed to raise his head to see Ye Ting's expression at this time.

There was a little disgust in his eyes.

I don't know if I hate myself, or the hand that touched the woman.

This kind of cognition made Lin Jinian feel a little distressed.

Seems to start from the first world.

Whether it's Lu Ze, Fu Wen, or Ye Ting in this world, they seem to have deep self-loathing towards themselves.

"Not dirty," Lin Jinian said, "Your hands are not dirty at all. Even if you touch anything, they are the only ones that are dirty."

When he said this, his dark eyes looked at Ye Ting, his eyes were sincere and warm.

Ye Ting lost his mind.

Let Lin Jinian fiddle with it.

Ye Ting's hands are really pretty.

Lin Jinian thought silently, his fingers were slender and bony, like cold jade, like a fine work of art.

If one day Ye Ting's company goes bankrupt, he can eat with his hands.

"Okay." Lin Jinian said, putting away the handkerchief.

He looked at Ye Ting's dazed look, and thought it was cute. Under Ye Ting's astonished gaze, Lin Jinian lowered his head and kissed him quickly on the spot of his tiger's mouth.

Then he looked at Ye Ting with curved eyebrows.

Ye Ting felt a touch of softness brush past his hand, and he put it away as if nothing had happened.

Quietly put your hands behind your back.

The old butler stood on one side without raising his head, his eyes were slightly lowered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Zhang Yan sat slumped on the ground, panting heavily, his eyes full of fear.

The others didn't even dare to vent their breath.

Ye Ting's expression softened, and his gaze rested on Zhang Yan vaguely.

Zhang Yan shrank instinctively, remembering the fear of almost suffocating just now.

In Ye Ting's eyes, her lips were pale and her trembling became heavier and heavier.

The body is tense to the extreme.

At this moment, Ye Ting growled, "Get lost."

Zhang Yan replayed it like a release.

She scrambled and crawled out of the study room, her tied hair was messy, her bright red lipstick was crooked, and she didn't look a little bit gorgeous just now.

The housekeeper took a step forward and asked, "Then what should this group of people do?"

"After paying the wages, let them go." Ye Ting said without emotion.

Lin Jinian was carried upstairs.

When he first arrived in the room, Ye Ting put Lin Jinian on the piano chair and rubbed his chin a few times with his hands.

He tilted his head and kissed it.

He wanted to do this ever since Lin Ji Nian wiped his hands with downcast eyebrows.

They say the fingers connect to the heart.

His heart was so soft at the time.

Why is there such a person, even if he doesn't dare to do anything, he can stir the heartstrings.

As long as you do something, you have to give him your heart.

The notes of the piano sounded a few times in the room.

From Lin Jinian's eyes, he could see his white shirt, and the fabric around his waist was piled up because of his slightly bent body.

He felt that the tip of his tongue was hooked.

Ye Ting lightly covered Lin Jinian's eyes with one hand, gasped slightly, and said in a low voice, "Close your eyes."

When the eyes are opened again.

President Ye Ba has returned to his abstinence and indifference.

He stood up and straightened his clothes, "Come out, we will see when."

Lin Jinian raised his eyebrows.

Yo, so he knew there was another person in the room.

Cheng Feng came out from behind the door, touched his nose, a little embarrassed.

In order to alleviate this embarrassment, Young Master Cheng patted Ye Ting on the shoulder and said, "Brother, do we have a good understanding?"

"Ah."

Ye Ting sneered and gave him a mocking look.

"Is your face covered in gold?"

The inlaid gold is definitely not inlaid, it may be inlaid with a layer of face, a bit thick-skinned.

Lin Jinian thought to himself, and he was a little careless.

"It's not that there is a mutual understanding," the heartless person asked in amazement, "Then how do you know I'm here?"

Ye Ting didn't speak.

He was too lazy to explain such a mentally handicapped problem to Fa Xiao.

The careless Young Master Cheng turned his attention to the little stand-in.

His eyes paused on Lin Jinian's lips for a moment, seeing that his lips were bright red, he quickly dodged away.

what.

He kind of feels redundant now.

How about withdrawing first.

Seeing his tangled expression, Ye Ting asked lightly, "Why are you here?"

"Bad," Cheng Feng waved his hand casually and said, "Just drop by and have a look."

By the way.

What about a liar?

Ye Ting looked at him coldly.

"Okay," Cheng Feng became more and more cowardly in his gaze, "I mainly came to see..." His voice became smaller and smaller, "...to see the fun."

After Ye Ting left, the more he thought about it, the more itchy he became.

Young Master Ye was rarely so angry. If he didn't watch such a big scene, he would always feel a bit at a disadvantage.

So sneaked into Ye's house.

"Then now," Ye Ting said, "have you finished watching?"

Cheng Feng laughed dryly: "It's over."

Ye Ting took a few steps closer, and said calmly, "Does it look good?"

Cheng Feng swallowed: "Looks good?" He changed his words instantly after speaking, "It's okay."

"I have something to do first, so I'll go first."

He stepped back while talking, reached the door, and trotted downstairs, "See you tomorrow, Young Master Ye."

Lin Jinian looked at Cheng Feng's back, couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

Ye Ting's eyes were light.

Lin Jinian automatically understood what he meant, immediately covered his mouth, and said, "Understood, I won't laugh anymore."

At the end, he added a sentence very desperately: "After all, if you smile, you won't look like him anymore."

Ye Ting: "..."

He held back for a while, noticed Lin Jinian's playful gaze, gritted his teeth and said, "It's good that you know."

Dinner is eaten in the bedroom.

Most of the servants have been fired, and there is only one 70-year-old housekeeper left in the entire Ye family.

President Ye had to do it himself.

It was hard to imagine that he could cook in this world.

Although it is just simple scrambled eggs with tomatoes, it looks very appetizing.

"You can cook?" Lin Jinian asked in surprise.

Ye Ting's eyes flickered, he didn't know what he thought of, he was stunned for a while and said: "Yes. I learned it when I was in high school."

"high school?"

Lin Jinian was even more surprised.

Most of the children from rich families like Ye Ting open their mouths for food and stretch out their hands for clothes.

It is rare to be able to cook.

Ye Ting half-closed his eyes to serve the meal, he was stunned for a while before he said: "I had a fight with my family in high school, and I was renting a house during that time."

Lin Jinian was still puzzled, "Huh? Then why cook by yourself?"

Ye Ting glanced at Lin Jinian, and said flatly, "To save money."

Lin Jinian: "..."

Okay, I didn't expect this to be the reason.

It turns out that President Ye sometimes worries about money.

Lin Jinian didn't ask any other questions.

Why quarrel?

Why run away from home?

Because he feels that even if he is a lover, he doesn't need to know everything.

"Eat." President Ye glanced at him and handed over the meal.

Lin Jinian took it, "Where's the housekeeper, don't you want to eat?"

Ye Ting said: "He went home, he said that his little grandson will come back tonight, and he wants to go back to accompany him."

Lin Jinian nodded.

He buried his head in his mouth and took a mouthful of rice, chewing for a while, his eyes lit up.

It tasted surprisingly good.

It's rare that cooking skills have improved so much.

Ye Ting looked at Lin Jinian leisurely, Lin Jinian noticed his gaze, and asked, "Why don't you ask me how it tastes?"

Ye Ting's movements were very elegant when eating, which was very pleasing to the eye: "It's not necessary."

Lin Jinian: "..."

He automatically understood the meaning of this "unnecessary".

Are you so confident?

He really wanted to smear the old egg fried rice on his face and let him taste it before talking.

It's a pity that I don't have this opportunity.

Lin Jinian angrily picked up his rice, thinking that he would always find a chance in the future.

Ye Ting glanced at him, and the corner of his mouth curved slowly.

The reflection of the piano is revealed in the shadow of the slanting moon.

The villa was exceptionally quiet.

Lin Jinian took a shower and was carried out by Ye Ting.He was wearing white cotton pajamas, his neck was slightly open, making his milky white skin more delicate.

Ye Ting only glanced at it, then turned his eyes away.

He pressed the quilt for Lin Jinian, and he couldn't see the naked/exposed area, so he raised his hand and turned on the bedside lamp.

"Good night," he said, standing for a moment in the dark.

Just as he turned to leave, someone grabbed his sleeve lightly.

In the twilight of the moonlight, the young man was nestled under the quilt, only a small face was exposed outside.

Ye Ting saw his bright black eyes looking at him expectantly.

He didn't speak, waiting for Lin Jinian to speak.

Lin Jinian pinched his sleeve with his fingertips, shook his sleeve slightly, and looked a little obedient: "Let's sleep together."

Ye Ting didn't move or speak, he stared at the young man's slightly raised hair, as if waiting for him to explain the reason.

Lin Jinian said, "I'm afraid I'll go to the bathroom at night. You're next door, so I won't be able to wake you up." After speaking, he pointed to the open space next to the bed, "The bed is big enough, so I guarantee it won't disturb you."

In this world, Ye Ting seemed to be extremely suppressed.

Except for kissing and hugging, there is no more than half a step.

Ye Ting looked into those eyes, but couldn't refuse the aggrieved tone in the end, and lay down beside Su Chen.

The two were lying on the bed, not very close.

Ye Ting turned sideways, looking at the moonlight coming in from the window, the surrounding scenery seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, illusory and somewhat unreal.

Let him have an illusion that the two of them can grow old together.

He looked at Su Chen's back in the dark, heard his slow and flat breathing, sighed softly, and gently pulled Su Chen into his arms.

He had never dared to think that such a day would still exist.

Ye Ting closed his eyes in satisfaction.

"Have you figured it out? Where are you going to play today?"

Ye Ting didn't go to the company today because he agreed to go out with Su Chen yesterday.

Lin Jinian was sitting in a wheelchair, his knees were much better and he was able to try to stand up.

But can't stand for too long.

The butler came back early in the morning. He is very busy today and needs to recruit and interview new people again.

But before Ye Ting left, he could only put the others aside.

Lin Jinian found that he had no place in particular he wanted to go.

He thought for a while, and said solemnly, "Why don't you go climbing."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt two sizing eyes falling on him in unison.

To be precise, it landed on his lap.

"It doesn't seem to work."

Only then did Lin Jinian realize that he had an injury on his leg.

He bowed his head and thought for a while.

"How about going to the ski resort?"

Ye Ting said, "Skate in a wheelchair?"

Lin Jinian choked for a moment, and said angrily, "I watched other people skate."

Well, it's not impossible.

Ye Ting went to drive, and was about to carry him into the car when a phone call came in.

He hung up the phone with a gloomy look on his brows.

Lin Jinian knew without asking that he couldn't go to the ski resort today.

His eyes were half closed, his long eyelashes drooped, and he was slightly disappointed.

Ye Ting looked at Lin Jinian's appearance, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.

He just carried him back upstairs, said "wait for me when I come back", and drove out.

He was alone in the room again.

Lin Jinian sat alone for a long time. When the dusk fell, he finally couldn't sit still anymore. He touched here and touched everywhere.

Finally, he moved his body carefully and opened the door of Ye Ting's room.

The decoration of Ye Ting's room is very simple, black, white and gray, except for these three colors, there are no other colors.

He turned around and found that there was still a small door in his room.

The small door leads to the attic.

Lin Ji Nian spent half an hour before climbing up.

The attic is full of scattered old things, and these items are placed in an orderly manner.

There are also photos of Ye Ting when he was a child.

The person in the photo is about seven or eight years old, and he has a snowman face at such a young age.

He stared indifferently at the front, as if he was not interested in anything.

He poked Xiao Ye Ting's face, "Smile, CEO."

After a long while, he had seen enough before putting the photo back in place.

Because of inconvenient legs and feet, he bumped into the mahogany cabinet behind him when he turned around.

A notebook fell out of the cabinet and floated to the floor along with the photos inside.

It was a high school graduation photo.

In the photo, a group of young teenagers and girls are smiling more happily.Of course, except for Ye Ting in the middle.

However, what surprised Lin Jinian the most was that he found himself in the group photo.

That is Su Chen.

Only then did Lin Jinian know.

The two were high school classmates.

"1984, you didn't even tell me such an important clue."

1984 has been quiet for the past few days, and he doesn't know what he's busy with. "Host, the information released by the main system really doesn't have this."

Lin Jinian also frowned when he heard the words, "The main system now provides less and less information. Could it be that the difficulty of the world has increased?"

He turned his gaze to the notebooks scattered on the ground...

There were three knocks at the door.

The butler's voice came from the door: "Mr. Su, Mr. Su."

Lin Jinian didn't stay in the attic for too long. He sat by the piano and looked at the score, staring at Beethoven's "Moonlight" in a daze.

He recalled the sentence recorded in Ye Ting's notebook in his mind.

She's playing "Moonlight" again, wishing she could come every day.

she was.

Lin Jinian confirmed it several times.

It's her next to the word female.

This realization made the notebook in his hand suddenly hot, and he was a little afraid to read the content behind it.

Is there really such a white moonlight?

"Mr. Su?"

The housekeeper didn't hear the answer, and shouted again through the door.

Lin Jinian came back to his senses and asked, "What's wrong?"

The butler said: "The young master said he won't come back today, so you don't have to wait for him tonight."

fraud.

Lin Jinian thought to himself, and agreed to wait for him to come back.

"Yeah." He held back for a while, but still couldn't hold back, pinched his fingers and asked, "Did he say what he was doing?"

The butler was stunned for a while, and finally said bluntly, "I heard Master Cheng Feng say on the phone," he paused, as if trying to organize his words, "Master's Bai Yueguang, Miss Tang flew back from France."

Lin Jinian raised his head suddenly: "Who?"

"Miss Tang."

The author has something to say: Ye Ye, look at me, I treat you well and give you a whole chapter of warmth.

Cherish it well.

Ye Ting's indifferent face: "When did I have an extra white moonlight? Explain to me."

A certain wine by the author: "Liu la liu la~"