After Beta was not humble and chased back, Scum A became humble

Lao Zhou took Lin Hen to change into a suit, and asked someone to do his hair for him, and he went in with him when he was almost done.

It is said to be a "family banquet", but the venue is the most famous hotel in the city, which is also He's property.

After Lin Hen entered, Lao Zhou was called away. He could only wander around by himself. When he saw any snack he wanted to eat, he would pick it up and eat it. It was not in vain to eat it all the way.

He Jing always had his eyes above the top, and the suit he chose fit him perfectly. Wearing expensive and exquisite fabrics on his body, his overall temperament improved by more than a little bit, making Lin Hen look like heir to a certain family. He was full of enthusiasm for this banquet. Impatient, wishing to leave in the next second.

Lin Hen was handsome in the first place, but compared with these boys and buddies, he was even more ruthless from the inside out. Along the way, there were no less than five or six wealthy daughters who came to strike up a conversation.

Lin Hen was not good at dealing with these people, and he couldn't find He Jing, so he could only wander all the way, walking into an empty corridor without knowing it.

This year's family banquet is organized by the New Year's Eve, and the surrounding displays are naturally the "achievements" of the New Year's Eve and He Jing.

What Lin Hen saw with his eyes was that there were several paintings hanging on the wall alone, all in the style of He Jing, and he heard many topics about He Jing along the way, without exception, they were all longing and admiration.

The top Alpha with incomparable looks, family background, and talents, just listing these already makes many people yearn for it, not to mention that He Jing is considerate and gentle to unfamiliar bed partners most of the time.Money is not important anymore, just this person, this face, and the status of a top Alpha are already huge assets.

There is even a saying in the circle that "I don't ask for anything, but I want He Jing to sleep", which is enough to prove He Jing's charm.

Lin Hen didn't feel much about this statement, because he knew the real He Jing, and he had slept with the person they said "just want to sleep" countless times.

There is also a painting in this corridor. Lin He put away his thoughts and walked over to look at it. He was surprised to find that this painting was a little strange. Another painting method that transforms into feminine and delicate.

When Lin Hen looked at it from a distance, he thought it was a portrait of a young girl, but when he got closer, he realized that the person in the painting was a boy with extremely delicate facial features, and a red mole at the end of his eye was so amazing that he couldn't move his eyes away.

He Jing has changed his style. He hasn't seen him draw for a long time, and he doesn't even know this.

Just as he was thinking, a vague conversation suddenly came from the corner, from far to near, and finally stood beside a tall vase at the corner. The place where Lin Hen was standing happened to be their blind spot.

Lin Hen tilted his head slightly to see the scene outside clearly.

Four people, He Jing, He Nian, a middle-aged man, and a person standing next to He Jing who was blocked by a vase, looked like a boy.

"Xiao Jing is really young and promising!" The middle-aged man said with emotion, "When I was your age, I still settled accounts with my father. I have never been on the negotiating table, let alone artistic attainments."

"Uncle is too famous." He Jing wrapped his arms around the boy's shoulders, and smiled affectionately, "Xiaofan and I get along very well. When I was painting, I finished it in one go. It is my honor that you like it."

"Brother Jing, will you still paint for me in the future?" The boy's voice was soft and clear, with a slight smile.

"Of course." He Jing rubbed his hair, with Lin Hen's unfamiliar pampering on his face, "I'll draw as many as you want."

He Nian and the man complimented each other a few more times, and they turned their heads and walked this way. If Lin Hen guessed correctly, their destination was this painting.

A voice told Lin Hen that he should turn around and leave, as if he had never been here before, it was better than turning into a complete joke in front of this group of people, but another voice was like a devil, grabbing his ears, embedded in his flesh, Viciously ordered him not to move.

Don't you want to see if you are special?It's just a two-sentence dialogue, He Jing has always acted sincerely to others, what if this is fake?Don't you want to know?If it's a misunderstanding, don't you want to figure it out now?What if, only you are special?

Just in case... just in case... Lin Hen took a breath, as if he could suppress the wound in his heart, ignoring the blood flowing out... Well, he wants to see if he—

"Lin Hen?" Seeing him, a look of astonishment flashed across He Jing's face, obviously he didn't expect him to come, or rather, he completely forgot to remind Lao Zhou not to pick him up.

Lin Hen felt that he was not a living person at the moment, but a puppet that could move and make sounds, so he could ignore the boy's curious eyes and his posture leaning against He Jing's arms, and said numbly and stubbornly: "Old Zhou Jie I came here, you didn't ask me to accompany you—"

"Lin Hen!" He Jing interrupted him immediately, frowned and said, "The rest area for foreigners is over there, this is not a place for you to come."

Lin Hen blinked, but it turned out to be dry. He looked at the puzzled boy. He was the most beautiful male Omega he had ever seen. Whether it was temperament or appearance, he was He Jing's favorite... boy She even gave him a friendly smile after receiving his gaze.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Lin Hen heard his own voice coming from nowhere, "I went wrong."

After finishing speaking, he turned around numbly and walked towards the "foreign guest" rest area.

Yes, how could I forget, he is a foreigner.

An uninvited, unnamed, outsider.

A look of uneasiness flashed in He Jing's eyes, and when He Nian raised his legs to leave, he was warned by He Nian's eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Next time, let Lao Zhou treat your classmates well, don't be so rude."

"Hey, don't say that," He Guo patted He Jing's shoulder with a satisfied face, "Xiao Jing is so good, it's normal for people of the same age to like to follow, Xiao Fan should also learn from your brother Jing."

……

Lin Hen walked all the way to the dressing room, closed the door forcefully, leaned against the wall as if losing his strength, gasped, and took off his suit almost torn. His fingers shook several times but he couldn't unbutton it. Finally, this "He Jing himself Go get it" suit, he tore it into a mess before taking it off from him.Like peeling off the skin.

He gritted his teeth and breathed hard, but he still couldn't resist the blur in front of him.

In his memory, He Jing's voice was lingering in his ears like a devil's curse, he covered his ears, and the voice still cruelly drilled into his head, gnawing at flesh and blood, and the pain was extremely painful in the cycle over and over again——

"I want to paint, that flower."

"Change it, I don't want to draw that broken flower again."

"Did you finish the painting? Where did you put it?"

"Torn."

"..."

"Do you know how much I pay for a painting? Don't ask me for a painting in the future, it's disgusting."

"...Then there are still fragments, where to throw them, I'll go—"

"Burn, I will never be able to paint for you in my life."

……

These memories that made his heart ache just thinking about them, now turned into knives, aimed at the heart, and stabbed fiercely.

"I'll draw you as much as you want..." Lin Hen repeated what He Jing said to the boy word by word, obviously collapsed, but the corners of his mouth curled up, he wanted to laugh, really wanted to laugh, never There was never a moment when I wanted to laugh so much.

He himself was a joke, a big joke.

He Jing is indeed a little bit special to him, but He Jing is ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times better to others, and he is still ecstatic and wavering because of this little benefit. There are people who enjoy things that he can't even think about, and it is "unlimited".

In the final analysis, his specialness is a joke, after all, who would be special to "foreign guests"?

Foreigner.

Lin Hen clenched his fists, raised his head, and desperately suppressed the heat in his eyes.

He couldn't help but said to himself, isn't it just a painting? As for Lin Hen, just don't want it. If you kneel down and beg for something that He Jing doesn't want to give you, it's not sincere.

Is false emotional sustenance useful?

Lin Hen couldn't remember how he went out. People really lose their memory for a short time when they are emotionally extreme. He woke up suddenly when he arrived at the door of the house.

Drenched all over, he shivered in embarrassment, touched his trouser pocket, only to find that he had lost his key at some point, and his phone couldn't be turned on because of water.

He knocked on the door and tried his best to force a smile, but his eyes were moist and hot. "Here it is, who is it?"

"Mom—" Lin Hen closed his mouth forcefully, his voice trembling so much that he was afraid, turned around and took three breaths, but his emotions became more and more violent. This kind of uncontrollable sadness and grievance reached its peak when he saw his mother , Lin Hen hugged her tightly.

Lin Yueqiu was startled, and quickly hugged him and brought him into the house: "What's the matter, Xiaohen, what happened? Don't scare me."

Lin Hen used all his strength to hold back his tears, his heart ached so much that even breathing was a torture.

He had a lot of things to say, and countless emotions to vent, but the last thing he said was: "It's nothing, just... didn't pass the exam."

Lin Yueqiu was stunned for a moment, and quickly patted him on the back, comforting him: "If we fail the exam, we will make up the lessons. Knowledge is not something to eat and drink. If you say it goes into your stomach, it goes into your stomach. Let mom see..."

Lin Yueqiu held his son's face and rubbed it: "It seems that my son has been wronged. He can't do it in any subject. I think your aunt Zhou's son will make up lessons. Mom will ask you about it, and we will make up for it."

Lin Hen hugged her again, put his head on her shoulder, and briefly exposed his fragility to his mother.

Just for a while, he wanted to lean on for a while.

……

In the evening, Lin Yueqiu stewed the pork ribs in the refrigerator. Lin Hen ate three bowls of rice in a row and watched TV with her for a while before going back to the bedroom.

Before going to bed, Lin Yueqiu came over to chat with him for a while, and Lin Hen pushed her back: "I'm fine, Mom, your son's nickname is Lin Jianqiang, he will definitely pass the exam next time, our class monitor will give me extra lessons every day. "

"That can't be made up for nothing," Lin Yueqiu worried, "Someday I have time to buy something, thank you."

"Thank you, go to sleep, you're still at work tomorrow."

"Go to sleep too, don't play with your phone."

"Well, good night mom."

Lin Hen lay back on the bed, picked up the phone and pressed it, but it couldn't turn on at all, and it couldn't turn on even after it was dried.

broken.

It's been several years, and it's time to retire. It's just a third year of high school, and it's not suitable for holding a mobile phone... Anyway, he doesn't have anyone to contact.

Lin Yueqiu went to work early the next morning. Lin Hen turned over and wanted to sleep for a while, but was woken up by knocking on the door.

Mom forgot the key?

Lin Hen rubbed his eyes, put on his slippers and went out to open the door.

The knock on the door was so urgent and heavy that Lin Hen had to run over. He didn't even bother to look at the cat's eyes, and opened the door directly.

Standing at the door, He Jing's eyes flickered when he saw him.

The author has something to say: Underworld The author came uninvited (self-confidence shines): This is an update on the 29th, and I am free on the 29th~ (Walking away with a big tea mug.gif)