Invincible in the East with excellent character and study

Lin Yan's sleep quality has always been very good. He is very busy and tired in his daily life. He basically falls asleep in bed in a short time, and he seldom even dreams at night.

But today, Lin Yan couldn't fall asleep.

There is a slight fragrance in the room of Dongfang Bubai. The man doesn’t like incense, but he likes flowers. Because Lin Yan said that putting flowers in the room is not good for health, he didn’t put them in the room, but the light on the clothes The light floral scent and the petal-like face powder still add a nice smell to the room.

It is the taste of Dongfang Bubai that Lin Yan is familiar with.

Originally there were many screens, but later they were replaced by gauze curtains when they felt stuffy. The light red and light purple layers separated the two spaces.

Lin Yan, who was lying on the soft couch in the outer room, turned sideways, staring at the dimly lit palace lantern in the corner of the room. The slightly fluttering veil cast a faint light and shadow, but it perfectly covered the unfavorable oriental view of the inner room. Defeated, only occasionally can see the man's coat hanging on the rack, the bright red is breathtaking.

Lin Yan tried to close his eyes, but the whole space was filled with that indistinct smell, which forced him to open his eyes again.In his heart, he laughed at himself for being the same size as a boy who fell in love for the first time, but in fact, he knew that he was clearly an idiot who was so nervous that he couldn't fall asleep when he was in the same room with his lover.

Turning over, Lin Yan turned his back to those veils, but turned back unwillingly after a while.

"Sleep." Dongfang Bubai's voice came from inside, still as cool as running water, without any sleepiness.

"I can't sleep." Lin Yan pursed his lips, and said softly, "But did it disturb you?"

"Never."

Lin Yan was not talking, Dongfang Bubai also fell silent, and the whole room was quiet again, and a needle could be heard.

Lin Yan stared at the ceiling with his eyes open, and then stared at the complicated patterns on the corners of the veils, trying to fill his head with other thoughts, such as what to eat and what to do tomorrow, but in the end It all goes back to that person.

It's time for Dongfang's clothes to be washed. If the sun is good tomorrow, I will take out the quilt to dry in the sun. During the day, when I passed the pond on the top of the cliff, I saw the lotus in it open. I will go to see Dongfang sometime.

I don't know how long it took, when drowsiness suddenly struck, Lin Yan's eyelids became heavy, and he fell asleep not long after.

Dongfang Bubai on the other side of the veil didn't hear the tossing and turning of the man again, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and turned his body sideways, but for some reason he was in a trance and had insomnia today.

I'm afraid he was fooled by Lin Yan at night, and he ate too much.Dongfang Bubai thought, and closed his eyes.

It had been a night of trance, and Lin Yan opened his eyes on time when it was just dawn, but he was not awake, his face was still in a daze, and the first thing he did was to touch the pillow.

Um?I usually put the sword technique here so I can take it out and read it, why is it gone?

I was touching around, and suddenly felt movement.

Looking to the side with confused eyes, he saw that the veil was lifted with both hands, and Dongfang Bubai, who was dressed in a thin white silk dress, came out.With long hair like satin and white skin like jade, Dongfang Bubai, who had taken off his red clothes, stood there like an exile.

Lin Yan looked at him, and suddenly fell back and lay back on the bed, muttering: "It seems that I have a dream and haven't woken up..."

Although the voice was low, Dongfang Bubai still heard it clearly.Some couldn't laugh or cry, but before Dongfang Bubai could say anything, Lin Yan sat up abruptly, looked around, realized that this was not his own room, and then remembered where he saw who he had done, and thought of what he had just done A bit of embarrassment appeared on Lin Yan's face.

Lin Yan put on his shoes and stood up. Looking at Dongfang Bubai who had taken off his shiny feet, he frowned slightly. The depression just disappeared in an instant. He strode over and took out the shoes from the back room, and said as he walked: " Why don't you wear shoes, what will you do if you catch the wind and cold?"

A martial artist as advanced as Dongfang Bubai didn't have to worry about whether the outside world is extremely cold or hot, but Dongfang Bubai didn't say a word. This person's occasional worries are always comforting, and Dongfang Bubai is not going to hit him.

Sitting down on the chair, Dongfang Bubai let that person help him put on his shoes. He has long since lost the awkwardness when he was taken care of by this person. Looking at the side face of that person, Dongfang Bubai's expression is calm and restrained. He raised his eyebrows, hiding a trace of warmth.

After rinsing his mouth and cleansing his face, Lin Yan picked up a comb to help Dongfang Bubai tie his hair.The end was still very slow, but neither of them was in a hurry.

Looking at Dongfang Bubai's quiet face in the mirror, Lin Yan smiled gently: "Did you sleep well last night?"

Dongfang Bubai thought for a while, and replied: "It's okay." It was just a little insomnia, "Are you used to sleeping on the soft couch?"

Lin Yan also thought for a while: "I'm fine too." The reason why I can't sleep probably has nothing to do with the soft couch.

The two each have their own thoughts, but after all, when they look at each other in the mirror, the corners of their lips are slightly bent, and they are silent.

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Lin Yan did not accompany Dongfang Bubai at this morning's meeting, and there were more and more things in the accounting room, so it would be better to deal with them as soon as possible.

But before Lin Yan walked into the accounting room, he saw the boy waiting halfway.He vaguely remembered that this person was Qing Mo who was serving in Mr. Liu's yard. Mr. Liu liked him very much because of his quick temper. What was he doing here at a time like this?Qing Mo also saw Lin Yan, but ran over in small steps.

Qing Mo was not very old, about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a round face, his usually rosy face turned pale at the moment, standing in front of Lin Yan, he could not see the lively temperament of the past at all.

"The little one has seen the eldest son."

Lin Yan waved his hand to dismiss his salute, and his voice was a bit cold: "Why don't you wait in Mr.'s room?"

Qing Mo didn't get up, and his voice was a little low and trembling: "The eldest son, the younger one ran out secretly. The master won't let me tell you, but... you go and have a look, the master's body is afraid It's bad."

Hearing this, Lin Yan immediately picked up Qing Mo, feeling that Qing Mo's clothes were a little wet. It didn't rain yesterday, so only the morning dew would wet his clothes. He thought Qing Mo had been waiting here for a long time.

"Did you pass it on to the doctor?" Lin Yan asked while pulling Qing Mo away.

Qing Mo didn't have martial arts, so it was a little uncomfortable to be dragged away like this, but he still tried his best to reply: "The master won't let me, and the little one doesn't dare to make up his own mind..."

Lin Yan stopped and said, "I'll go to Mr.'s place by myself, you go and invite the doctor."

"But it's still early, the doctor hasn't..."

"If they dare not come, just ask someone to tie them up for me, and I will blame them for anything!"

Qing Mo nodded vigorously, said yes, and strode away.

Lin Yan used Qinggong to go to Mr. Liu's yard, and landed on the ground at the door. He glanced at the door frame and found that the door couplets had been changed on both sides.But he had no time to take a closer look, so Lin Yan pushed the door open and strode in.

Mr. Liu's courtyard is still elegant, usually only Qing Mo is serving him, but it seems a bit deserted at this moment.Lin Yan gently opened the door, and smelled a smell of medicine.Even though it is summer now, the wind in the morning is still very cold. Lin Yan regained his senses and closed the door, stuffed the door tightly with a cloth, straightened his collar and put on a faint smile and went into the back room.

The old gentleman lying on the bed was covered with a thick quilt, his eyes that were always shining brightly in the past were tightly closed at this moment, even in his sleep he was frowning tightly.Lin Yan didn't dare to disturb him, so he moved a stool and sat by the bed, but just as he sat down, he felt that Mr. Liu was moving.

Mr. Liu opened his eyes, but there was still some hazy confusion in his eyes.It took a while before he became sober. When he saw Lin Yan, he straightened up slightly and wanted to sit up. Lin Yan hurriedly stuffed a pillow behind him to make him sit more comfortably. Mr. Liu let Lin Yan help him adjust his sitting posture Tucked.

"You are good at taking care of people." Mr. Liu's voice was a little hoarse, and he started coughing after saying a few words. Lin Yan poured a glass of water from the table and put it in Mr. Liu's hand. Mr. Liu's hands trembled He drank it and shook his head, "That kid Qingmo is being lazy again, he just can't remember how many times he said to pour out the water for the first time of making tea."

Lin Yan took the teacup with a gentle smile: "Sir, you are still so careful."

"It doesn't hurt to be careful." Mr. Liu exhaled softly, straightened his body and looked at Lin Yan, "What are you doing here so early in the morning?"

"Passing by, I stopped by to take a look. I wanted to take a look and left, but I woke you up unexpectedly."

"Wake up, sleep is also a dream, more tired than waking up." Mr. Liu leaned on the pillow and folded his slightly trembling hands on the quilt, "At this age, people always dream about the past. Things, I remembered all the messy things, but I couldn't sleep more and more peacefully."

"Some memories are always good things."

"Some are good, some are not. Who can tell clearly." Mr. Liu pointed to the underside of the bed, "It's good that you're here now, I have something to tell you. There's a box underneath, take it out."

Lin Yan bent slightly and pulled out an iron box from under the bed. There was a lock on it, and it looked old.

Mr. Liu sighed softly: "At the beginning, our Liu family was implicated, and the whole family was demoted. I got angry and ran away. It has been nearly 30 years since I went back. But in the past 30 years, I went back to find But, I have searched, the original home is long gone, my wife and children are gone, I have searched for so many years but there is no news at all."

Lin Yan pursed his lips when he heard Mr. Liu talk about family affairs for the first time, but he didn't know how to persuade him.

"On this Blackwood Cliff, I have no one close to me, except for Qing Mo who is waiting by my side. That child Qing Mo is smart but timid. If I leave in the future, I will entrust it to you. Give him an errand and don't let him Just be hungry."

"gentlemen……"

"Let me finish." Mr. Liu seemed to gain strength, coughed twice and continued, "I have kept this box for my child, and the key to that lock should also be on him. You take care of it for me first, If you haven't found him within three years, this box will be given to you, and you can dispose of the contents yourself."

He wouldn't want the things in it, but it was for Mr. Liu's peace of mind. Lin Yan nodded without refusing.

Mr. Liu smiled, as if he had something on his mind, he slackened his strength and leaned on the pillow: "I'm done with my mind, and it's not a loss for me to have someone I can trust."

Lin Yan didn't speak, and sat beside him silently, looking at Mr. Liu's old face, without saying a word.

It didn't take long for Mr. Liu to fall back into a deep sleep. Lin Yan gently took away the pillow behind the old man so that he could lie on the bed, covered the quilt, and walked out the door lightly.

He saw Qing Mo dragging an old doctor to the front, and ran into the yard without seeing Lin Yan at all.Lin Yan didn't care about it, he just said that Qing Mo was so worried that it was not in vain for Mr. Liu to protect him.

Lin Yan turned his eyes to the newly hung door couplet.

It is Mr. Liu's handwriting, like a silver hook drawn on iron, it seems to penetrate three points.

The spring breeze turns rain and rain into fields, and the farmhouses are surrounded by smoke at dawn.

After standing outside the yard and staring at it for a while, Lin Yan left, taking the iron box with him.

Little did he know that today was the last time he saw Mr. Liu who had taught him for several years.

In the evening of his death, Mr. Liu died of illness at the age of 63.