good boy

The wind in the winter night was cold and strong, passing through the hall along the entire Shengchang Street, bringing with it a palpitating whining sound.Rolled up dead branches kept hitting the window lattice until they dragged Lin Yu out of his sleep.

There was no light in the room, but there were faint lights and murmurs in the yard.

Lin Yu got up from the bed and sat in a daze for a while, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed in the dark.

The Lin family has inherited the ancestral woodcarving craftsmanship from generation to generation, and it is the only craft in this Jianjing city. Today, the whole family still lives in this large courtyard with three entrances.

Five-year-old Lin Yu has a small room by herself.

After leaving the place with heating, he was shocked by the cold wind outside as soon as he opened the door. Someone hurried over and hugged him and said, "Ancestor, why did you get up by yourself?"

"It's okay, Uncle Fu." Lin Yu didn't struggle, and skillfully buried his head into the man's shoulder, and asked in a muffled voice, "What's going on outside? I heard my parents' voices."

Uncle Fu is in his 40s this year and has been in the Lin family for half his life.He used to work with Grandpa Lin Yu. After the old man passed away, he now works with the new head of the Lin family, that is, Lin Yu's father, Lin Bocong.

Uncle Fu stretched out his hand to hold his feet, and he was relieved when he saw that he was not on the ground barefoot.

Then he stroked the soft hair on the back of his head and said, "Your parents have something to do now, are you sleepy? If you are sleepy, sleep with uncle tonight."

"Not sleepy." Lin Yu shook his head.

He looked up at the door of the small courtyard over his shoulder, and after a while, asked softly, "Uncle, are the godmothers back?"

Although the momentary stiff movement of the man was short, Lin Yu still felt it.

Uncle Fu sighed and murmured, "Yes, I'm back."

Come back, but never come back.

Lin Yu understood instantly, his eyes were reddish, and Uncle Fu didn't see him because he was in the night.

——The current Lin Yu is not really the five-year-old Lin Yu, but the Lin Yu who has been reborn.

No one knows the secret.

According to memory, Wen's accident happened around this time.

The time when Lin Yu was reborn and came back happened to be when he had a serious illness that year.Lin Bocong and his wife were eager to love their son, and heard a passing monk say that he needs to find a suitable person to suppress the evil spirits entering his body.

It just so happened that this Wen's family was a resident military household, even though they had only settled in Jianjing for a few years, they traveled around all year round.But the husband and wife are generous and friendly, and they have many contacts with the Lin family on weekdays.

That's how Lin Yu treats his parents so much.

He only remembered that the men who had been in the military all year round were tall and big, and the women were graceful and tough.They were involved in a mudslide accident in the winter of a certain year, and the only son who was only ten years old was left behind to bring their ashes back.

Lin Yu didn't have any memories of this night.

Regarding the fact that he returned to the age of five, he himself seemed to have just slowly recovered from a serious illness, and he couldn't even spare any extra thoughts to think about the past every day.

It was only at this moment, listening to the noisy sound outside, that I suddenly felt that fate was repeating the same mistakes.

When Lin Yu rushed out of the door, he immediately saw the figure standing under the dim light of the eaves.

Boys around the age of ten are slightly taller than ordinary children of the same age, probably inheriting all the advantages of their parents' looks, and their appearance has begun to take on the shape of a teenager.Lin Yu recognized the coat that could completely cover him as his father's.

But the warmth that can give him seems to be very little.

His trousers were covered with dried mud, his face was pale from the cold, and his eyes were frozen like a marionette.

Not far from him, there were quite a few people standing scattered around, gathering in twos and threes to discuss something, they were all neighbors on this street, Lin Yu knew without thinking that they were discussing the funeral of the Wen family couple.

After all, there is only one child left in a family of three, and everyone feels sorry for him.

The voices and gazes that looked at or lamented were aimed at him undisguisedly.

Someone next to him muttered: "Didn't it mean that there is still an uncle or uncle, why didn't I see anyone?"

Although the lowered voice was deliberate, it was still clearly audible in such a night, "There is an uncle, but I heard people say that his uncle is not a good one. He rushed over when something happened to the Wen family. , Guess what happened?"

"what happened?"

"I'm thinking about the little money in the hands of the couple."

"Who is it?" The person next to him was not angry, "This person hasn't been buried yet, so he is counting other people's money."

"Who says it's not." Another person glanced at the direction of the eaves, and said, "Fortunately, this Wen family boy has a backbone, so he kicked his uncle out immediately. Otherwise, how could he be allowed to travel so far with his ashes alone?" , is also an iniquity."

"Is there no one at his father's side?"

"That's not clear. Apart from knowing that Wen Yuanshan is from Xichuan all these years since the Wen family moved here, have you heard anything about his family?"

"That's right, if there are any people left, it's impossible for there to be no news."

……

Lin Yu held the solid wood door frame with his hands, and while listening to the small talk in his ear, he stared at the corner without moving.

In fact, the name Wen Zhouyao did not leave much memory for him.

It belongs to the kind of people that you have known since childhood, but there is actually no intersection.If you really want to count, Wen Zhouyao, who is several years older than him, had more contact with his parents in his previous life. It is not an exaggeration to say that he was a foster parent, but he did not live together.

He was several years older than Lin Yu, and he had very few chances to meet each other.

The Lin family is a big family, and there are dozens of people making noise during festivals and festivals. Lin Yu always gathered in the center of the crowd at that time, and it was difficult to notice such a person.In the following five or six years, the impression of this name is only a trace of emotion in the mouth when the parents talk about it occasionally.

In the future, when many people on Shengchang Street mentioned this name, it seemed that it became an existence that was out of reach and difficult to touch.

Because this person's later life is a legend.

Lin Yu knew that his parents would receive a letter of safety from the army every year, as well as an astonishing sum of money.

At that time, he didn't understand, he was busy falling in love, busy coming out of the closet, and busy fighting with his family.I thought that Wen Zhouyao was nothing more than what many people said, relying on the relationship that his biological father had eased all the way, but he still did not forget his roots, and he was a very grateful person.

But there is nothing wrong with being grateful.

It was also the reason for this when he was young, when Lin Yuzhong betrayed his relatives and died in a foreign land, in the end, only this person came from the army to collect his bones for him.

Just because of the false name that Lin Yu didn't call his brother much until his death.

He was already an adult man in his thirties. At that time, he heard that he had retreated from the front line, but the imprint that had been tempered in the real conflicts and wars was deeply imprinted in his bones.

Lin Yu remembered the frost and snow on his shoulders, standing in front of the tombstone, his back seemed as silent as himself.

It was also at that time that Lin Yu felt that his wandering soul had stepped on the ground.

In a blink of an eye, he came back.

This year, my father has not died prematurely, my mother is gentle and demure, my grandparents are still alive, and my family is happy.

He didn't break up with his family because he fell in love with a man.

Without being betrayed, the loved one stepped on the soles of their feet and fell to the dust.

If you don't die on a snowy night, your soul will wander and you won't be able to return to your hometown.

He met Jiang Shize when he was 13, and was with him secretly when he was 16. After he came out, he was forced to drop out of school and went to the south with him alone.In ten years, I moved from the Tongzilou where I was so noisy in the middle of the night that I couldn't sleep to the high-end apartment later, and from pouring a glass to being drunk in a thousand glasses in others' mouths.The cocoon left in the palm of the hand from practicing skills when I was young, and then it was smoothed out a little bit when I shuttled around the desk and in the social field, and it disappeared completely.

At this time, Jiang Shize told him that he decided to get married.

The woman was looking for it behind Lin Yu's back.

Jiang Shize's parents made trouble at the company, and Lin Yu was dismissed and forced to leave.

In ten years, his family was ruined and he had nothing.

It was a heart-piercing cold, a pain that could not be cured for a long time.

Just one thought can hurt the bones, rot and ooze pus.

When the car accident happened, he was even thinking whether it was an accident or Jiang Shize planned it.

When this kind of thought came into being, Lin Yu himself felt boring.

He thought that his life of more than 20 years had ups and downs and experienced too much.It wasn't until this winter night, facing Wen Zhouyao who was only ten years old, that he realized that some people had already endured too much at an age they shouldn't have.

He Lin Yu's pain was self-inflicted after all, and some people were bound by fate from a very early age and couldn't break free.

No one noticed Lin Yu's appearance.

The Lin family raised their children meticulously, and Lin Yu was the only child that the Lin family got with great difficulty, and the whole family doted on him.

Now he is dressed like a little penguin, with a wool cap, Bai Sheng has a small face, and big and round eyes.He moved along the wall in front of the boy and reached out to shake his hand.

As soon as he touched it, he was stunned by the ice-like temperature, and then he put his hands together without hesitation.

The other party finally had some reaction, turned his eyes and looked down at him.

Lin Yu opened his mouth, and finally called out: "Brother."

It's not awkward, after all, the environment gave him the capital to be a child, and he has been adapting well.

The boy ignored him, and withdrew his hand blankly.

Lin Yu persevered and grabbed it again, and the whole body followed forward, forcing the opponent to take two steps back.

Wen Zhouyao was stunned for a while, as if remembering who he was.Seeing that he still didn't let go, he said the first sentence, "Stay away from me, dirty."

The voice was broken like a gong with only a little breath, and it seemed even more ruthless.

Lin Yu thought he was being rejected, but when he looked into his eyes, he realized that he was just talking about himself.

"Don't be afraid." This time, the warm little hands lifted off the jacket and hugged the boy's waist.

As soon as he got close to Lin Yu, he was forced to shiver by the cold on his body.He gritted his teeth and said tremblingly, "The wind is so cold, it makes my face hurt."

As he spoke, his face squeezed more and more towards the person's chest.

"Go inside when it's cold." His tone was a bit stiff.

This so-called younger brother is equally unfamiliar to Wen Zhouyao, the only few times he has seen him is either in the arms of an adult or on his back, and at this age, he still has a glass of milk every day, and his body smells like milk.She is raised too carefully and looks like a girl.

The point is that I didn't realize that he was too familiar with him before, so familiar that Wen Zhouyao had to devote all his energy to deal with him now.

Wen Zhouyao went to pull the hand on his waist, but was pulled tightly.

Lin Yu looked up: "My parents are not here, I don't want to sleep alone."

Wen Zhouyao lowered his eyes and met a pair of big eyes.

Eyelashes slapped and slapped, a series of grievances: "Brother, brother..."

It's done extremely skillfully, without any deliberation, and it looks like a person who is used to acting like a baby.

It took Wen Zhouyao a long time before he slowly opened his coat and wrapped the little penguin in.

Lin Yu finally calmed down with his face buried in the opponent's waist, without any sense of shame.

From a distance, the two children, one big and one small, look like conjoined twins, especially the small ones, which can't be pulled off from people like octopuses.People who don't know the situation probably think how close the two are.

But Uncle Fu always said that holding him was like holding a small heater.

Lin Yu clutched the clothes on the boy's back tightly, hoping that what he had left could keep him warm in winter nights.

The night seemed so long.

When the first snow seeds fell under the dim light of the corridor eaves, the sound of a car finally sounded from the street.

A pickup truck was parked on the side of the road carrying a load of funeral supplies. Several middle-aged men jumped out of the vehicle one after another, directing people to start moving and arranging.

The leader is none other than Lin Bocong.

When Lin Bocong noticed his son, he was taken aback for a while. He is the head of the family and he is used to being serious on weekdays.But the youngest son had just had a serious illness some time ago, and he couldn't bear to say anything about him.

The middle-aged man walked over and knelt down in front of the two children.

Wen Zhouyao greeted first, and shouted hoarsely: "Uncle Lin."

Lin Bocong touched his shoulder and reproached him, "Xiao Yao, didn't you just let you rest before? Why are you still standing here?"

"No need." Wen Zhouyao shook his head, "I can stay and help."

Lin Bocong looked at his face with two mud marks, wiped it for him, and said seriously: "Be obedient, there are so many grown-ups here, I don't need you. You have run all the way, and you can come to help when you wake up." OK."

Lin Yu interjected at the right time, "Dad, I'm sleepy."

As he spoke, he rubbed his eyes, and his eyes were suddenly clouded with sleepiness, but he didn't let go of Wen Zhouyao's hand.

Lin Bocong glared at the bastard, and said to Shang Wen Zhouyao again: "Then, Xiaoyao, you should do uncle a favor and help uncle take his younger brother to bed first. The house over there in your house is not in the past few days. Don't go back and live, I'll ask my family to clean up a room for you, and stay at Uncle Lin's house for a few days."

Wen Zhouyao pursed his lips, looked down at Lin Yu again, and finally agreed.

Lin Bocong embraced Lin Yu and asked, "Can I ask my brother to take you to bed?"

Lin Yu nodded: "Yes."

"It's a bit late today, can you sleep with your brother?" Lin Bocong emphasized specially, "Let's sleep together in your bed."

The thing that Lin Yu hated all his life, other people touching his bed.

This time, he didn't hesitate, and said directly: "OK."

Lin Bocong obviously didn't believe this little overlord, so he turned his head to Wen Zhouyao and said, "Xiao Yao, look at him. This kid is spoiled by the family, he has many problems, and he is fierce and unreasonable when he gets into trouble. "

Just as Wen Zhouyao nodded, he found that his sleeve was pulled.

He bowed his head.

Lin Yu opened his big eyes and said, "The old man is talking nonsense."

Lin Bocong scolded him: "It's not big or small!"

Wen Zhouyao was stunned instead, and pulled the brim of his woolen cap down by some coincidence.