good boy

Lin Yu's back felt numb, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Looking back, sure enough, Wen Zhouyao came in from the door like a gust of wind, striding like meteors, coming in a hurry.

"Brother." Lin Yu shouted loudly.

Wen Zhouyao glanced at him, then nodded to Chu Tianxiang next to him: "Uncle."

Seeing Lin Yu's obviously guilty look, Chu Tianxiang felt it was funny again, as if the young man who was still calmly sitting on the sofa negotiating conditions with others just now disappeared without a trace, he coughed secretly, and said to Wen Zhouyao: "Since you're here, you can take someone back by yourself, and we won't follow. Next time you have time, come to Uncle's for dinner."

"Okay." Wen Zhouyao said, "Thank you Uncle."

Chu Tianxiang patted Wen Zhouyao on the shoulder, and curled his lips: "Calm down, don't scare people."

Then take people out quickly and leave.

There was no one in the lobby at this point, especially when Boss Jiao made such a big fight just now, and then Chu Tianxiang and his group came, and everyone with winking eyes had already left.

Wen Zhouyao looked down at the person in front of him with his coat in his hand, and said in a tone of no emotion, "Lin Yu, is there anything you want to say to me?"

"That depends..." Lin Yu hesitated, licked his lips and said, "How much do you know?"

"Don't give me sloppy eyes." Wen Zhouyao showed a little anger, "From the beginning to the end, I have explained everything to me clearly."

Lin Yu swallowed, trying to grab his brother's sleeve.

Wen Zhouyao raised his hand to dodge, he glanced at Lin Yu and frowned: "Don't do this, don't you want to see how old you are?"

"It's just a child." Lin Yu really didn't think about how to open his mouth for a while, so he came up with whatever came to mind and said, "I haven't grown up yet."

"Not grown up?" Wen Zhouyao narrowed his eyes, grabbed Lin Yu's wrist and said, "Lin Yu, you didn't grow up, so you dare to fight someone?"

Lin Yu didn't know how he learned about his hurting in such a short time.

Fortunately, he is used to admitting cowardice in front of his brother, and immediately said: "I was wrong, I shouldn't hurt people."

Wen Zhouyao's complexion did not improve.

He grabbed Lin Yu's arm and carried him out the door.

Stopped at the door, then put the bright yellow glazed light sign on top, looked at Lin Yu and said, "Lin Yu, you haven't figured out what your problem is, so you shouldn't hurt people?"

"It's too rough." Lin Yu said.

When he said it, he found that Wen Zhouyao took two deep breaths.

Lin Yu unconsciously held his breath, Wen Zhouyao was really suppressing his anger while talking to him.It was rare for Lin Yu to see such exposed emotions in him, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Because no matter how you say it, you can't escape this lesson.

Wen Zhouyao immediately kicked his knee.

Lin Yu tilted his whole body, dazed, and suddenly raised his head and looked at his brother with wide eyes.

Although it was a small amount of strength, Lin Yu was really completely dumbfounded about his brother's attack on him.

Except for pushing him out of bed when he was a child, this is the first time Wen Zhouyao has done anything to him in so many years.

He heard Wen Zhouyao say: "What I'm saying is that you obviously have many ways to avoid it, but you still use the most dangerous one. When you encounter problems, you first think about rushing forward. I told you more than once. Have you listened to this question? It was before, it is still now, is it because you will never remember the lesson without suffering a big loss?"

"No!" Lin Yu immediately denied it and raised his hand, "I swear, absolutely not."

Wen Zhouyao looked at him and said nothing.

Lin Yu posted it this time, making sure that his brother didn't do anything else, and then said: "Today's incident was really unexpected. I didn't rush to cause trouble. It was all forced by the situation."

Wen Zhouyao was obviously too lazy to argue with him about this, looked at his face and squinted his eyes, and said: "I know you have thought a lot since you were a child, and you are smart enough, but Lin Yu, others are not all fools, Have you ever thought about what would you do if one day you really ran into a wall of iron and steel, and you didn't have time to call Uncle Tianxiang, notify your family, or let me know? Are you the only one who is hurt? It's a lot of people, people you care about so much. You're putting the cart before the horse, understand?"

Lin Yu's heart trembled, as if something had hit his heart directly, making him feel at a loss.

He rarely felt that he was actually doing something wrong.

Because he knows his goal and understands what is good and what is not.

He always felt that he had experienced it once and understood it better than anyone else.

But at this moment, he discovered that the real understanding person is actually Wen Zhouyao.

From the beginning to the end, he was not a player like Lin Yu. He didn't see the whole decline of the Lin family, nor did he fully understand the ups and downs of the industry.

But he saw through the most fundamental things.

It was Lin Yu who wanted to protect at first, but later he was like looking through the fog, unable to tell which is more important.

is emotion.

When the works lose their warmth, there will be no magnificence of technique.

Just like once a person leaves and disappears into this world, everything is vain and futile.

He is important, and he needs to save himself before he can love the people around him.

But he always forgets.

This is the root cause of Wen Zhouyao's anger.

Lin Yu's expression was stunned for too long, as if the immediate reaction of inserting a knife into a person's body returned again, and the smell of blood lingered at the tip of his nose.

His stomach began to churn, a belated physical reaction.

For the past two hours, he'd forced himself to forget about that image, calmly facing the ensuing troubles.

He did, but the emotion he couldn't actually get rid of stayed in the back of his memory.

That was the fear, the fear of hurting someone with the most important tool in his life.

Perhaps it was because his face turned pale in a short time, and when Wen Zhouyao's warm palm was attached to his neck, he suddenly raised his head to look at him.

Wen Zhouyao frowned, looked at him worriedly, and asked, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Lin Yu shook his head.

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around abruptly and vomited in the ditch by the roadside.

The reaction was so loud that he vomited until his vision blurred, his throat burned, and his physical reaction was completely out of control.

A bottle of water was handed to him to rinse his mouth, and at the same time, the movement of sticking to his back and patting him finally made him stop slowly.

"I'm fine, just take it easy." Lin Yu bowed and said to Wen Zhouyao, waving his hands hoarsely.

In the next second, a pair of hands passed directly under Lin Yu's armpit, lifting him up.

Lin Yu was caught off guard, stretched out his hand to support Wen Zhouyao's chest, and looked up at him.

Lin Yu didn't know what his face was, but his brother's face was definitely several times uglier than when he just taught him a lesson.

He took out a handkerchief he didn't know where to wipe the water droplets from Lin Yu's mouth, put the other hand on the back of his waist, and asked him as he moved, "Do you still want to vomit? Take you to the hospital."

"Ah?" Lin Yu didn't recover from his very soft inquiry, and shook his head quickly after realizing it, "It's nothing, it's not that serious."

"Are you sure?" Wen Zhouyao still had the same expression, put away the handkerchief, pasted the cold sweat on his forehead due to the violent physiological reaction, and said, "You're about to spit out all the gall."

Lin Yu was a little ashamed.

He himself was a little weak after vomiting violently, so he simply let Wen Zhouyao support him, knocked his head on his brother's chest, and said with a long breath: "It's fine after vomiting, I just... thought of being tortured." The guy who stabbed me."

"I guessed it." Wen Zhouyao pinched Nian Linyu's earlobe with his fingers, and then said: "The current situation is not your fault, it is his own fault. Forget it."

That sentence is to blame, the tone is cold.

Lin Yu hummed on his chest.

Lin Yu lived two lifetimes. He had fights when he was a student, and had conflicts with others when he entered the workplace.But if you really want to count it, this is the first time you have hurt someone with a knife.

When he woke up again, he also felt that once again, swords, guns, swords and halberds were nothing.

But after doing it, I found that it is not simple.

Wen Zhouyao's breath enveloped him. Lin Yu was familiar with the woody fragrance on his body, which was very light and smelled very good.Only Yang Huaiyu in the family has the habit of burning incense regularly, and lights some in each room every time there is a big cleaning.

Lin Yu maintained that posture for a long time, and finally felt relieved.

"Your feet are soft, brother." Lin Yu changed his face and pressed against Wen Zhouyao's chest, and said weakly.

Wen Zhouyao looked down at the hair on top of his head, squeezed the back of his neck and stood up straight, lowered his head and said: "If you have nothing to do, act like a baby. If there is something to do, there is no bullshit, go by yourself."

"You are too cold-blooded and heartless." Lin Yu complained.

Lin Yu still remembered that Wen Zhouyao kicked him tonight, just to annoy him, and when he got behind Wen Zhouyao, he was caught off guard and jumped, hitting Wen Zhouyao's feet unsteadily, while grabbing his leg, One side fell several steps forward.

"Lin Yu!" Wen Zhouyao called his name.

Lin Yu heard the gnashing of teeth, thinking that it would be rare to provoke him to lose his temper, put his hands on Wen Zhouyao's neck, and said with a smile: "Brother, I don't lie to you, my legs are really weak, so I will trouble you Carry me back."

Wen Zhouyao turned back and sneered, "You don't know how far it is from Shengchang Street, do you?"

Of course Lin Yu knew.

He looked at the side of the road for a long time, then patted Wen Zhouyao on the shoulder and said, "There are no cars on the road so late, so you carry me on your back for a while, and I will come down when you stop the car."

"I'm used to you." Wen Zhouyao said.

Although he said so, he still hugged Lin Yu up and led him on the way back.

It was cool at night in this season, Wen Zhouyao walked with people on his back at a leisurely pace.

Lin Yu was about 1.7 meters tall, and his bones were limp on his back as if he had lost his strength. His chin rested on Wen Zhouyao's shoulder, talking to him every now and then.

It's nothing more than not being able to tell the family, and I have to help him cover up when I go back late.

Wen Zhouyao seldom answered him, but Lin Yu knew he would do it.

Later, when I went to the most famous steel bridge in Jianjing, I could hear the sound of the wind whistling in my ears.

Lin Yu held his brother's coat in his hand and asked him, "Brother, are you cold?"

"Not cold." Wen Zhouyao said.

Lin Yu shrank his head into his brother's neck and said, "I don't believe it, I feel like my nose is turning red from the cold."

As Lin Yu said that, he was about to reach out to cover Wen Zhouyao's face.

Kankan got closer, curled up his fingers again, and finally just touched the tip of his brother's nose with the back of his hand, it was warm.

Wen Zhouyao: "Why?"

Lin Yu: "It's nothing, I just remembered that my hands are bloody and dirty today."

Lin Yu didn't expect his brother to stop suddenly, and then said, "Show me your hands."

Lin Yu didn't know why, so he spread his hands in front of his brother.

Then Wen Zhouyao suddenly lowered his head and rubbed his palm with the tip of his nose and lips.

"Not dirty," he said.