good boy

Seeing his obviously excessive reaction, Wen Zhouyao also paused for a few seconds, and looked at him suspiciously. Lin Yu felt uncomfortable, stretched out his hand to push his brother's arm, and said, "You go out first."

In the next second, Wen Zhouyao grabbed his hand.

"What's the matter with you?" he asked.

Wen Zhouyao obviously used a very normal tone, but maybe his sense of presence seemed too oppressive in this small bathroom, and Lin Yu was disturbed by his own thoughts, so he said on the spot: "Look at me, I can't pee."

"I said help you pull up your pants." Wen Zhouyao knocked on his forehead, with a helpless expression, "How old are you, do you need someone to watch you when you release the water?"

Lin Yu almost choked to death on his own saliva.

As a result, as soon as he uttered a word, he found that Wen Zhouyao was suddenly approaching again.

Unable to bear it, Lin Yu fell backwards, and his lower back was pressed against the edge of the sink again.And Wen Zhouyao didn't seem to see his movements, and followed him a step forward.

Lin Yu met his brother's gaze, and there was less than an inch between their upper bodies. Lin Yu only felt that his hand on the waistband of his trousers was taken away, and the next second there was a stabbing sound, and the trouser chain was smelled. Zhou Yao was pulled to the bottom.

Lin Yu: "..."

Under Lin Yu's dazed gaze, Wen Zhouyao reached out and patted the back of his head to remind him, "Okay, go on."

Lin Yu realized later: "...Oh."

Fortunately, Wen Zhouyao didn't ask to help him pull up his pants, turned around and left the bathroom, and even closed the door behind him thoughtfully, otherwise Lin Yu really couldn't guarantee whether he could get out.

He is not normal, and even feels that something is wrong with his brother.

Lin Yu thought to himself, you should wake up, you must not lead his brother into the ditch if your thoughts are not correct.

Lin Yu only stayed in the hospital for one night, and as soon as the fever subsided the next day, he followed Wen Zhouyao back to the house that his sister-in-law Lin Manshu was looking for.

The first floor of the building has a small courtyard.

Lin Yu stood at the gate of the courtyard and asked Wen Zhouyao who was behind him, "Brother, what are you going to tell your family? Or I can stay alone. You still have to make up lessons every day. What should you do if you are distracted?"

Standing here, Lin Yu felt that this decision was inappropriate. At least he didn’t have to worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation when he stayed at home. Now it’s just the two of them, and his brother is still in the critical period of his third year of high school. No matter how he thinks about it, he doesn’t think it’s that way thing.

Wen Zhouyao stood behind him, stretched his hand over Lin Yu's side and pushed open the small wooden fence door, looked down at Lin Yu's hair and said, "You don't have to worry about me." After Lin Yu turned around and raised his head Wen Zhouyao brushed his cheekbones with his fingers and said, "If you don't want your family to worry, remember not to make yourself look like this next time. We don't need to live here now."

"I was wrong." Lin Yu officially admitted his mistake for the first time since the fight.

Wen Zhouyao pinched the back of Lin Yu's neck, "Go in, I asked my sister-in-law to bring over the clothes for the past few days in advance, and I told Uncle Lin that your school has an out-of-province competition, and you will go out for a few days."

"Did my parents believe it?" Lin Yu asked in surprise.

"Of course not." Wen Zhouyao glanced at him and said, "It's mainly because I'm going out to compete, and you just happened to be there."

Lin Yu sighed, and muttered, "I'll just say it."

His brother is a very good shield, and the family will not suspect anything about him.

After entering the house, although the house has been cleaned, it still needs to be cleaned if people really want to live in it.Ordinarily, a child like Lin Yu who was raised up pampered, let alone cleaning, was originally a person who couldn't help a broom when it fell down.

But since he stood around the room, he naturally started to tidy up inside and out.

It wasn't until he came out of the kitchen with a rag and saw Wen Zhouyao who was leaning on the door frame and looking at him with his hands folded, that he stopped awkwardly.

Wen Zhouyao looked at him: "So proficient?"

"Just fooling around." Lin Yu said.

After all, he had lived outside for many years, and had never experienced anything because of a man named Jiang Shize.I didn't feel it at home before, nor did I feel it at the master's place, but once this person came out, the sense of emptiness around him instantly aroused the instinct in memory.

From today onwards, he will live alone with Wen Zhouyao for a short period of time.Wen Zhouyao is different from his parents, and also different from Lin Dean, which is the proof of the past.

His brother is a third-year high school student. Although he said that he had a short period of ups and downs and drifting due to the death of his parents when he was a child, he has never really gone out and lived alone in these years, let alone taking him with him.

So Lin Yu had to take good care of him.

This kind of thought is formed automatically without deliberate thinking, and Lin Yu understands it as some kind of sequelae due to the reason.

Ten years of painstaking efforts were burned, moths to the flame left the marks left by the lessons of nothing.Those habits that always pop up inadvertently are sometimes hard for him to notice.

Some people heal their childhood with their whole life, but Lin Yu heals the past with his whole life.

It's not that I'm still reconciled, and it's not that I'm still brooding.

It was the branding that was engraved into my heart. The process of removing the scar was long and painful, like a needle prick, but I had to face it.

The final cleaning process was done by Wen Zhouyao alone.

Wen Zhouyao didn't make him feel any difference between being here and leaving the Lin family.

So when faced with only one bedroom at night, Lin Yu didn't feel as awkward as before.

His brother is his brother wherever he is.

Always be calm and composed, like a Poseidon needle.

At about eight o'clock in the evening, the two of them packed up and got ready to go to bed.

Wen Zhouyao was lying on the head of the bed in his pajamas and flipping through a book of physics exercises. The cotton pajamas on his body made his drooping eyes a bit more gentle and quiet.

Just after taking a shower, Lin Yu walked up to him while brushing his hair and stepping on slippers. He reached out and flipped through the cover of the book and said, "University? Can you chew it?"

"It's okay." Wen Zhouyao slapped his hands away, glanced at his wet hair, and said, "Stay away, dry off before going to bed."

Lin Yu stepped back obediently, and had to sigh with emotion: "I always thought it was enough that I couldn't stand other people sitting on my own bed. I didn't expect that after so many years, I found that brother, your cleanliness problem is worse than mine."

Wen Zhouyao turned a page of the book without raising his head and said: "You can compromise moderately, but I guarantee that you will never be able to get on this bed with wet hair."

Lin Yu complained: "It's too much."

The first time I met him when I was a child, he let him sleep with me anyway.

When Lin Yu finally dried his hair, threw the towel and threw himself on the bed, heaved a sigh of relief, rolled up the quilt and wrapped himself around, revealing the fluffy hair and eyes on the top of his head, then patted the leg of the person next to him and said : "The lights are off, I have to urge you, do you know that reading at night makes you short-sighted?"

Wen Zhouyao looked sideways at him, then flipped the book with his fingers and closed it.

He changed hands and put the book on the bedside table, and said to Lin Yu, "Get up, take off your clothes."

Lin Yu paused: "Why?"

"Apply medicine."

Wen Zhouyao bent down and took out the wound medicine prescribed from the hospital from the drawer of the bedside table. Lin Yu didn't say anything when he saw it, and turned over from the quilt, and cut his shirt with his hands.

"Hiss, is the temperature cooling down tonight? It's a little cold." Lin Yu shivered after taking off, rubbed his arms, lifted the quilt, and rushed towards his brother.

Wen Zhouyao was thrown into his arms with half of his naked body like this, holding up the opened medicine bottle and reminding him, "Don't make trouble, pick up the quilt and cover it up."

"How do you put it on when it's covered?" Lin Yu said, and pulled the quilt over his buttocks with his backhand, barely covering his waistline.

Wen Zhouyao's eyes slid across the young man's flexible back, and without saying anything, he hugged him a little closer to his chest, poured the medicine in his hand to warm it up in this position, and then stuck it on the back of the shoulder blade of the man in his arms. A bruise.

The traces of blue spots on the porcelain white back are a bit shocking, especially the shoulder blades, which are bruised and blackened.

Wen Zhouyao didn't speak, but his expression became colder every time he went back and forth.

Lin Yu didn't feel the pain at first, but as soon as Wen Zhouyao exerted force on his hand, he hid directly in front of the person's chest, "Take it easy!"

"It hurts?" Wen Zhouyao stopped his movements and asked him.

Lin Yu nodded, speechless: "I don't know which guy kicked him. I should have kicked him twice at that time, but he was hit so hard. Is there any bruise on the back?" He asked.

Wen Zhouyao's hand slid down from the shoulder blade, stopped at another slightly serious place on the side of the sternum and said, "Here." He pressed down, "Does it hurt so much?"

"It's okay here." Lin Yu shook his head for a moment, then patted his brother's shoulder again: "It's okay, just wipe it off, my back is cold."

At this moment, Lin Yu's mind is so pure that he can read a passage of scriptures fluently. It is completely natural to face Wen Zhouyao without any scruples like in the past.

It was as if he had suddenly opened a key.

That one is "As long as I can survive, with the tradition of the Lin family, I may never know that there is a homosexual in the Lin family who only likes men."

As for his brother, there is only one attitude. It is normal to take it off and watch it. As long as he is not guilty, his brother is the light of righteousness.

Wen Zhouyao looked at the guy who had been struggling all day on his chest, and now he looked like the guy who convinced himself.

His movements were slow, but no one could see through his dark eyes what he was thinking.

After applying the medicine, Wen Zhouyao pulled up the quilt and wrapped it up to Lin Yu's chin, and stretched out his hand to test the temperature of his forehead again to make sure it wouldn't burn again in the middle of the night.

"It will rain tomorrow, and it's the weekend again." Wen Zhouyao didn't force Lin Yu to leave him, and just let him stick to him and said, "Stay here well, I have something to deal with tomorrow."

Lin Yu's hair kept rubbing against Wen Zhouyao's lips and chin. The temperature on his brother's chest was so comfortable, Lin Yu felt a little drowsy without the psychological burden, and asked without energy, "Where are you going?"

"Mingzhou Club."

It did rain the next day.

The heavy rain kept falling along the eaves like broken beads. When Lin Yu woke up, his side was empty, and breakfast was on the small table in the living room.

His brother left a note, the handwriting is rigid and powerful.

—— After breakfast, don't run around, come back soon.

Lin Yu walked to the table and took a sip of the thick porridge. He watched the rain outside the window that didn't stop. Half an hour later, he appeared at the club entrance wearing a light gray scarf and holding an umbrella.

There were several people who looked like bodyguards in black standing at the entrance of the club. In the past few years in Jianjing, except for the occasional street hooligans, Lin Yu has never seen such a place with such battles.

Lin Yu was stopped unexpectedly.

"Minors are not allowed to enter." The bodyguard blocked him.

Lin Yu pulled down the scarf, "I'm looking for someone."

"who?"

"Wen Zhouyao." Seeing the two door gods looking at each other, Lin Yu continued, "You can also find your second boss, Chu Tianxiang, he is here today, right?"

"Who are you?" the other party asked.

Lin Yu smiled slightly: "I, Lin Yu, live at No. 54 Shengchang Street, the son of woodcarving master Lin Bocong, as soon as I inquired, I knew I was not lying."

As soon as the other party heard that his surname was Lin, he looked at his face again, but his attitude suddenly changed after a few seconds, and he said, "Wait a minute, I will inform our boss."

If it wasn't for Xu Lili's oolong, Lin Yu would never want to pierce the window paper by himself in his life.

Just because Chu Tianxiang didn't meet Lin Yu doesn't mean he doesn't know, not only is Wen Yuanshan's close friend, but behind him is the surname Wen.Lin Yu deliberately ignored these before. Although his brother never changed his surname, in Lin Yu's heart, as long as he was in the Lin family for one day, he would be his brother for the rest of his life.

When Lin Yu was brought in, he went to an indoor shooting range.

That's not the Wen Zhouyao that Lin Yu is familiar with, who wears a school uniform and rides a bicycle to go out from home every day, nor is it the outstanding campus male god who shuttles around the school classrooms and makes many girls fall in love with him.

He was wearing a black vest with army green short sleeves, trousers of the same color, and short boots.

The black and blue aiming glasses on his face reflected a cold and rigid posture on his profile.

"Bang! Bang!" The sound of bullets hitting the target was very dense.

The person who led Lin Yu in was also a young man in his early twenties, and said, "Wow... your brother's ability and talent in shooting are hard to find among ten thousand people. Since last year, his record has surpassed Our Brother Chu, no one has broken it so far."

There was also unconcealed appreciation in his tone.

Lin Yu stood not far away, watching him quietly.

It wasn't until he stopped all movements, lowered his head and took off the gloves on his hands that he said, "Wen Zhouyao."

This time he didn't call him brother.

Wen Zhouyao looked back at him, and when he saw the person clearly, his eyes under the mirror frame narrowed slightly.

The next second he took off his glasses and strode towards him.

When he got to him, "Why are you here?" He frowned and asked.

His voice was low and displeased, as if this place was not suitable for someone with a carving knife like him.

Lin Yu shook the umbrella in his hand and smiled, "It's raining, I see you didn't bring an umbrella when you went out, I'm here to pick you up."