good boy

Lin Yu didn't remember how he walked back, all around his ears were the cries of women, from his mother Yang Huaiyu, from his sister-in-law, and from his second aunt.He stood at the door and said in a daze: "In this life, the old lady has achieved the ultimate in every identity. She lost her husband in her early years and raised her six sons. She was not disturbed by honor or disgrace for 30 years. When she was old, she was rich and generous, loving and generous. One family is glorious today. It died on the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month in the year of Gengchen."

But Lin Yu didn't know what was wrong, his eyes were still blurred.

From today on, no old lady calls him a good boy.

No matter how old he was, no one secretly stuffed him with snacks, saying that he was a lucky star of the Lin family.

The dear relative he regretted at first in his previous life left after all.

Wen Zhouyao next to him was just as he said, supporting him all the time.

In the chaos, in the noise, in the past life, in this life.

Lin Yu grabbed the clothes on his chest, his eyes were extremely red, and he said hoarsely: "I still did it, brother, grandma walked away with a smile, right?"

There is no disease, regret, or worry, and it is safe and sound.

Wen Zhouyao hugged him and stroked his back one by one.

"Yes." He said, "You have done a good job, Lin Yu. She has been proud of you all these years."

Lin Yu's tears finally brushed the ground, fell down, choked up and lost his voice.

The old lady was very old, and she didn't suffer from any illness before she died, so it was a joyful mourning.The funeral was very grand. The Lin family was not a small family. The old lady made friends from all over the world when she was young. When they heard that she was gone, many people came from afar.

In those two days, Lin Yu felt that he was very busy, and kept kowtow to salute and deal with trivial matters.

Although I didn't have much impression afterwards, I just felt that the Lin family's house, which had stood for nearly a hundred years, suddenly became empty after the old man left, and I always felt that something was missing.

Most things are arranged by Lin Bo from themselves, day and night, too busy to sleep.

The emotions of the parents are always restrained and deep. When the old lady passed away, no matter how sad she was, she had to support herself.Lin Yu only had one night when he saw his fourth uncle drinking with his third uncle in the middle of the night. The 1.8-meter man was sitting on the stone steps in the yard crying like no one.

Said that he has been abroad all year round and has not fulfilled his filial piety.

The third uncle remained silent and did not speak much, and patted the fourth uncle on the shoulder as comfort.

But Lin Yu knew that he was probably the most guilty one.

He was so guilty that he lost his shape in just a few days.

That look reminded Lin Yu of the time when he and Wen Zhouyao met him in a certain villa in Jianjing many years ago.

At that time, there was still light in his eyes, but now that the old lady passed away, it became a regret and unspeakable that stuck in his throat.

Lin Yu didn't know how to comfort her.

Until that afternoon, several cars suddenly came outside the gate of the Lin family.

The man who came in was dressed in a black suit. He reached out to shake Lin Bocong's hand, claiming to be the third uncle's friend for many years.

Xiang Yi, I haven't seen you in a few years, and I just showed up at the Lin family so openly.

As one of the few insiders, Lin Yu didn't know whether to drive people out or deal with it in a low-key manner when it comes to such a big matter as the funeral of the elderly.Until Wen Zhouyao pulled him and found Xiang Yi and third uncle who were talking in the corner of the backyard.

The third uncle's eyes were filled with anger, and he pointed at the man in front of him and said, "Who made you come? Who the hell made you come?! Get out!"

"Lin Zhengjun!" Xiang Yi was obviously also annoyed, and he lost his decent appearance in front of Lin Bocong at all. He suppressed his voice and gritted his teeth and said, "Do you see how thin you are? Are you punishing yourself or fucking punishment?" I?"

The third uncle stepped forward and wanted to make a move, but Xiang Yi folded his hands and trapped him in front of his chest.

Lin Yu wanted to move forward on the spot, but was pulled by Wen Zhouyao.

He said: "You have to think clearly, they have known each other for so many years, and the third uncle has avoided him for so many years, but you will not know what it means."

Of course Lin Yu knew that without feelings, there was no entanglement.

The third uncle is not an indecisive person, just because Xiang Yi unilaterally refused to let go for so many years, there is no way to get to the present.

Today, Xiang Yi is obviously well prepared.

He knew what his third uncle was most taboo about, but he still chose to appear at the old lady's funeral, obviously anticipating any reaction from his third uncle.

When I was young, I was vigorous and vigorous, and no one felt better than the other after several life and death.

Now, people like Xiang Yi are still unexpectedly persistent.

The next second, Xiang Yi whispered something in his ear, and the third uncle looked annoyed, and was forced to do nothing.

"Are you sick?" Third Uncle asked.

Xiang Yi said lightly, "You didn't always know that I was sick. I have to stay here for the past two days. Let me see what else you can do with yourself."

That year, Lin Yu met Xiang Yi face to face on the road behind. He said that he had only one purpose.

The ease with which one person affects another's emotions is poison, and sometimes it becomes good medicine.

In the end, Lin Yu didn't care too much. He had seen the state of the third uncle in the past few days.

Regardless of the future, if Xiang Yi has a way now, that would be good.

What's more, at the old lady's funeral, the third uncle wouldn't want to make trouble, and Lin Yu didn't want to make trouble either.

Lin Yu stayed in front of the coffin most of the time, but when Yang Huaiyu and the others urged him to sleep for a while, he woke up twice.

In the dream, I can always see the shadow of the old lady smiling and calling him.

"Dreaming again?" When he woke up in the middle of the night, he saw Wen Zhouyao beside the bed.

Lin Yu was lying on his back, the lights in the room were not turned on, only the dim light from the yard.Wen Zhouyao obviously hadn't slept, and there was a faint blue shadow under his eyes, but his brows were still clear.

Lin Yu called out vaguely: "Brother."

Wen Zhouyao leaned over and picked him up from the quilt, letting his arms hang around his neck.Sit down by the bed, brought a bowl of porridge beside him and said, "I know you can't eat much, but you can't eat all of it."

Lin Yu hummed along with the movement, but still sat on the bed, lying on his shoulder without moving.

Lin Yu felt that he had no strength. This half-dream and half-awake feeling was actually uncomfortable, and his body was so soft that he couldn't break free.I only heard Wen Zhouyao say in my ear: "It's okay to be uncomfortable, but you can't suppress your emotions. Aunt Lin is very worried about you."

Lin Yu and the old lady had the best relationship, and Yang Huaiyu was afraid that he would not be able to bear it.

Wen Zhouyao said as he pulled the quilt over his back.

He reached out and touched the back of his neck and continued: "You have been like this since you were a child, the more uncomfortable you are, the more you look like you are fine. You have to reassure grandma, right?"

Lin Yu rubbed his shoulders, feeling that Wen Zhouyao, who was hugging and coaxing him like this, treated himself like a child, so he buried his face deeper and said, "I'm actually fine, but I'm panicked."

There is a feeling of being difficult to adapt to, unable to think about it.

In addition, he was still concerned about the situation with the third uncle.

Wen Zhouyao probably knew what he was worried about, and said, "Xiang Yi stayed with him in front of the coffin for a day today, and the third uncle just fell asleep two hours ago."

Lin Yu: "Do you think the old lady would be so angry that she would slap him in the middle of the night if she knew the relationship between Third Uncle and him?"

Wen Zhouyao: "I don't know, maybe I want to slap me more, but I kidnapped her most precious person."

"You never bullied me." Lin Yu defended him.

He tightened his grip on Wen Zhouyao's waist, thinking in a trance that he lost a lot of weight during this special training abroad.

He came back in a hurry, and followed Lin Bo back and forth.

When he lost his parents at such a young age, facing parting, he did better than those who lived two lives.

Among the guests who came these days, many people asked about him seeing him alone.

Lin Bocong directly said that this is his eldest son.

The weight of this family affection continued to increase, and today Lin Yu felt frightened.

The third uncle has not mentioned a word to the family today, so what about him?It's not just a matter of liking men, the person he likes is his elder brother, who Lin Bocong regards as his own son.

What will happen if this matter is exposed one day.

Wen Zhouyao pulled Lin Yu back a little, seeing him in a daze, scooped up the porridge, touched his lips and said, "What do you think?"

Lin Yu said honestly: "I'm thinking about falling in love with my brother, so I should hide it better."

Wen Zhouyao paused and raised his eyes to look at him.

"Just hide it?" He moved closer, frowned and looked at Lin Yu's face and said, "Are you sure you didn't think of anything else?"

Lin Yu was slightly taken aback, "What else?"

"No other things are allowed." Wen Zhouyao didn't say clearly, he just said: "Eat this, brother will lie down with you for a while."

Lin Yu said hello.

After Lin Yu finished eating, he lay on Wen Zhouyao's chest. After 2 minutes, his thoughts, which had been extremely sluggish in the past two days, slowly started, and he also realized what he meant by what he just said.

Did he think he would say goodbye?

Lin Yu looked up at him.

In the past two days, everyone looked tired. Wen Zhouyao closed his eyes, and Lin Yu could see the inconspicuous blue stubble on his chin.

Lin Yu's nose moved up and rubbed against it, feeling a little itchy.

"Still can't sleep?" Wen Zhouyao asked him with his eyes closed, sliding his hand from Lin Yu's spine to the coccyx.

Lin Yu's back was numb, but the person pressed against his chest instead.

He said: "No, it's just that if I don't tell you something now, I think it's true that I won't be able to sleep."

"What?" Wen Zhouyao opened his eyes and looked at him.

Lin Yu's face was covered with a soft pillow, he lay on his side, and said seriously: "Brother, in fact, as long as you don't propose to break up, you will never hear these two words from my mouth, because." Lin Yu's finger Brushing across Wen Zhouyao's eyelids, he brushed his eyelashes again, and said, "I don't want to, why do you think I'm willing to let go, willing to see you hug someone else in the future? Brother I don't want to, I like you so much .”

Such a straightforward, frank love, expressed in such a late night.

Lin Yu could hear Wen Zhouyao's paused breathing, from being stiff to slowly tightening the hands around his waist.

Then he heard his brother say: "Lin Yu, you always surprise me."

"Accident?" Lin Yu asked.

He felt he might need to express himself more.

I used to think that it was impossible to be with anyone in this life, and once we were together, I felt that we should not be separated no matter what.

Because this person is none other than his brother.

Whether it's being immoral or coming out of the closet, don't separate them.

Wen Zhouyao pulled the person into his arms and hugged him tightly, sighing: "You always make me wonder how to treat you better, as if nothing is enough. You said you missed me on the phone, and now you say don't break up. What should I do with you?" Wen Zhouyao's breath brushed against Lin Yu's neck, sideways his face, eyes, and finally kissed his forehead lightly: "The problem of cranky thinking needs to be corrected, I am the one who pulled you together, it was me Do you want to understand? But since you have said it, you must remember your own words, don't give me a chance. "

Lin Yu closed her eyes, feeling the warmth from his lips, and asked in a low voice, "What chance?"

"A chance to teach you a lesson." Wen Zhouyao said in a hoarse voice: "The consequences of breaking a promise are very serious."

Lin Yu slowly raised the corners of his mouth and said, "Got it."

At the same time, Wen Zhouyao's hand slipped in from under the hem at some point.

Lin Yu trembled all over, and felt his fingertips gently rubbing the scar on his waist.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Lin Yu said.

Wen Zhouyao hummed, and stretched out his hand.

"Go to sleep." He straightened his hair and said, "Brother hugs you to sleep."

Lin Yu hummed lightly and closed his eyes.