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

"Come in, come in, let's put it on the ground first." Lin Yueqiu opened the door, and Lin Hen and He Jing immediately squeezed in to put down the things.

At first glance, the palm of his hand turned purple.

Lin Yueqiu closed the door and said with a smile, "I'll be miserable after watching Xiaojing, and I can't stop shopping."

"I earn a lot," He Jing rolled up his sleeves, "Auntie, don't cook at night, I'll send someone over."

Lin Yueqiu took the water glass that Lin Hen handed over, took a sip, and said, "Don't bother them, I'll be fine after a while."

"Let me do it." Lin Hen leaned on the sofa and slumped, not wanting to move a finger.

Traveling is really interesting. Climbing mountains, going into the water, watching the sea, crossing the river... When you are playing, you are happy, running around, wishing to jump to the sky, and when you get home, you are tired and you catch up too late. Your bones are about to fall apart. .

He Jing stood by the coffee table, flipping through the bags on the coffee table: "Clothes, shoes, hats, specialties... eh? Where is the gift box of lipstick I bought for auntie? There are other things, why are they missing..."

Along the way, Lin Hen and He Jing rushed to get things, not letting her take another step, but now Lin Yueqiu was the most relaxed one: "Why are you buying those things? How old am I? Why do I still wear makeup?"

He Jing rummaged through five or six bags, opened a suitcase, and finally found a whole set of gift boxes. He said with a smile, "It has nothing to do with age. My mother said that it is right for a woman to love beauty at any age." of."

Lin Yueqiu made him laugh, and shook her head helplessly: "Everything you say sounds good."

Lin Hen thought it was funny when he and He Jing bought these things behind their mother's back.

The two of them knew nothing about women's cosmetics, and they all depended on knowledge to buy things.

Lin Hen was even worse. Everything was the same color. When He Jing told him the difference between this red and that red very accurately, the salesperson at the counter was surprised. He Jing told the other party that he was an amateur painter, and was praised by the salesperson "Everyone who draws looks good."

Lin Hen didn't distinguish these colors until the end, let alone name Lin Yueqiu's favorite color.

He Jing chose for a while, and felt that it was a waste of time, so he simply bought the entire series.

Fearing that Lin Yueqiu would find out, they didn't let the clerk deliver them to the hotel. The two of them bought several clothes and shoes as a cover. They handled a lot of things carefully. This glass bottle and that plastic bottle could be broken if they were not careful.

Lin Hen leaned on the sofa and asked, "What's for dinner?"

He Jing took out the newly purchased hat and put it on his head, concentrating on admiring it, and casually said, "It's all fine."

"Smack you," Lin Hen pressed the hat, it was very comfortable to wear, "What do you eat?"

He Jing put his fingers around his neck, and quickly changed his words: "Stir-fried vegetables are best with meat."

Lin Hen originally wanted to sort and tidy up all the things before going to bed, but Lin Yueqiu drove him back to the bedroom to rest just after unpacking a few things.

"My hands and feet, how will you two live in the future, I am worried for you. I have taught you several times that the clothes take up so much space."

Lin Hen watched his mother shrunk his [-]-square-meter clothes into a neat piece, and said "It's not all the same" back into his mouth.

He Jing came over from the side and lit the explosives for Lin Hen: "He doesn't need to clean up. Someone will do these small things. Auntie, don't do it either. I'll send someone over—"

Lin Yueqiu slapped him on the shoulder, and stared at them both: "You have to take care of yourself for the most basic life. You depend on others for everything, and you can't suffer at all. How can you do something big? Go, go, go back to the house, the two young men don't care. Hit a girl."

He Jing was not angry when he was scolded, he pulled Lin Hen and said with a smile, "Then let's go, Auntie, you have worked hard."

Lin Hen touched his nose: "Mom, you have worked hard."

Lin Yueqiu looked around but didn't see the feather duster, and when she looked up, there were still two people, so she laughed angrily.

Lin Hen fell directly on the bed. After sleeping in so many high-end hotels, home is the most comfortable. Only when he got home did he really relax.

He Jing lay down next to him, the temperature of the air dropped slowly, and the pheromones were tangled.

"tired?"

"I'm exhausted," Lin Hen pulled the pillow under his head, "Aren't you tired?"

He Jing turned sideways, put his hand on his waist and pinched it, his eyes darkened, and he said pointedly: "There is a little bit, but I can persist in doing something else."

Lin Hen wanted to sleep at the moment, he just wanted to sleep, grabbed his hand and threw it back, closed his eyes: "Do it yourself."

He Jing burst out laughing, leaned over to kiss the corner of his mouth, and rubbed the tip of his nose coquettishly: "Then when can it be, I have endured it for a long time."

They went out to play for more than half a month, because they went with Lin Yueqiu, they didn't dare to go too far, and they followed through every time. Counting the time when Lin Hen was preparing for the exam, He Jing didn't "eat" for two months. meat".

He is top A, his needs are bigger than ordinary Alpha, and the person he likes is still in front of his eyes every day. The past two months are no different from becoming a monk, and he is almost a monk.

Lin Hen pretended not to understand what he said, the clothes felt uncomfortable on his body, he sat up and took them off neatly, it was still hot, he casually said: "In a few days, I'll go take a shower."

He Jing's eyes lit up: "I'll go too."

"My mother," Lin Hen pointed to the door, lowered his voice, and looked at him, "It's just outside, the bathroom door, the sound insulation effect is negative, are you sure?"

He Jing froze for a few seconds, then suddenly stood up and locked the door, hugged Lin Hen against the wall and kissed him.

Lin Hen was caught off guard, so he could only passively open his mouth and let He Jing pry his teeth open.

He Jing held the back of Lin Hen's neck with one hand, stroked his thumb over his neck, and lingered on his waist with the other hand, lingering on every muscle with moderate strength, biting his chin lightly with his wet lips, wandering all the way to the Adam's apple, biting lightly and heavily.

Lin Hen's breathing became heavier, he raised his hand to hold the back of He Jing's head, closed his eyes and tried hard to suppress the panting that was about to blurt out.

The air was hot for a while, making people blush. Lin Hen had endured a lot of hard work at this young age. He just had a mouthful, but suddenly he was ignited, showing signs of getting out of hand.

He Jing's cell phone rang in time to stop the two who were getting more and more violent. Lin Hen pushed He Jing's head buried on his chest, and said breathlessly: "Your cell phone is ringing..."

The tip of He Jing's nose brushed against his skin, and his voice was hoarse: "Leave him alone."

Lin Hen knew that He Jing was busy, and was afraid that he would be delayed by business, so he stretched out his arms and grabbed the phone. The caller ID was "Old Zhou".

"Old Zhou's...don't bite! Hiss...Old Zhou's phone."

He Jing frowned, took the phone, and held Lin Hen's waist with the other hand reluctantly: "Hello?"

Lao Zhou's voice was urgent: "Young master, something happened to Madam! The master told you to go to the hospital immediately!"

He Jing paused, met Lin Hen's gaze, and tried to calmly ask, "What's wrong?"

"Madam cut her wrist again, she has woken up out of danger, but her mood is unstable, and she needs your comfort."

He Jing clenched his hands tightly: "I'll go back right away!"

Lin Hen heard it clearly, He Jing's face sank almost instantly, and he hugged Lin Hen forcefully: "I'll go back, you and auntie—"

Lin Hen hugged him back, the incident happened suddenly, before his brain could react, he blurted out: "I'll go with you."

He Jing's mother seemed to be a taboo, except that He Jing said "I want to take him to see his mother" and told his mother once before, and never mentioned it again.

Lin Hen was not curious, and he wouldn't ask if He Jing didn't want to say it, but he didn't want He Jing to face the current situation alone.

He Jing didn't seem to expect him to say that, he was stunned for a few seconds before he took his hand: "Okay."

Lin Hen didn't dare to tell Lin Yueqiu the truth, he made the excuse that his friend had something to go out, He Jing's car was parked downstairs, and drove all the way to the hospital, his face was tense and he didn't say a word.

Lin Hen froze when he saw the name of the hospital.

"XX Mental Illness Treatment Center".

There was no time to ask, He Jing dragged him all the way to a small quiet villa building, the servant at the door saw He Jing and immediately took him inside.

Lin Hen scanned the surrounding environment, this place is not like an ordinary mental hospital, and the patients here are probably either rich or expensive, not like a hospital, more like a luxury sanatorium.

When they went up to the third floor, the servant led them to a room and said in a low voice: "Master said he is not in the country, I hope you can handle it well."

He Jing's voice turned cold instantly: "What did you say?"

The young servant who conveyed the original words of the new year stuttered in fright: "Master, the master said——"

The older servant next to him immediately interrupted him, looked at He Jing, and said in a gentle voice: "The master told you to take care of Madam's emotions, and to communicate the situation in time, and he is also very worried."

Only then did He Jing look away, and touched the armrest: "Understood, let Dr. Zhou wait for me in the reception room."

"Yes."

The servant left quickly, and He Jingshen took a breath before looking at Lin Hen hesitantly: "My mother...she may not know me now, so don't take anything to heart."

Lin Hen already had a rough guess about the situation. Although he was shocked, he still held his hand and comforted him: "Go in."

He Jing took a deep look at him, and pushed open the door.

The first thing you see is a large over-the-top bedroom, which has been carefully decorated at first glance, as if you have strayed into the mythical palace of ancient Greece. Everywhere reveals the exquisite elegance of the owner of the room, even in the air. With a touch of fragrance, intoxicating.

Lin Hen's gaze shifted to the bed by the window, and he was caught off guard by a pair of extremely beautiful eyes - pity, sadness, loss... He didn't know why he used these words, but these eyes seemed to be talking to him, calmly Conveying these gray emotions.

After recovering, Lin Hen realized that He Jing looked very much like his mother, with deep facial features, a high nose bridge, and even the direction of the brow bone was perfect without a single flaw, like a sculptor's favorite masterpiece, born to be To be looked up to.

The eyelashes are not curled, and when the eyes are half covered, they are hazy and charming, so beautiful that one can't help but explore the emotions in the depths of the eyes.

He Jing broke the silence, stood there and shouted in a low voice: "Mom."

The same amber eyes as He Jing moved slightly, Lin Hen clearly felt He Jing's tension, time seemed to be frozen, and none of the three spoke.

After an indeterminate amount of time, Luo Yan suddenly came over as if startled, blinked his eyes, and asked curiously: "Xiaojing, who is this?"

He Jing heaved a sigh of relief, led Lin Hen to the bed, locked his eyes on her gauze-wrapped left hand, trembled, and quickly regained his superficial calm, softly said: "Mom, this is Lin Hen, I was with you before said."

Luo Yan turned her head to look at Lin Hen, her eyes were obviously probing, but she couldn't see any offense from those eyes, they were so beautiful that it made one's heart tremble.

After a long time, Luo Yan smiled softly, stretched out his uninjured right hand to Lin Hen, and said in a gentle and pleasant voice, "Hello."

"Hello." Lin Hen and He Jing looked at each other, held the hand, and with a flash in their eyes, they immediately understood why she was the only one in the room.

His fingers had no strength, and he could only make some movements reluctantly, probably because he had taken sedative drugs.

"I'm sorry for letting you see this." Luo Yan straightened the broken hair next to her ear, as if she had forgotten this beautiful person over the years, and she is still so beautiful today, "I remember, Xiaojing was always with me It's been too long since I mentioned you..." She held her chin lightly, recalled it for a moment, then rolled her eyes: "I don't remember, it seems like I've been talking about it for many years... Finally I'm willing to bring it for me to see."

He Jing avoided his eyes, and was a little shy: "Mom, what are you talking about?"

Luo Yan chuckled lightly: "Have you finally caught up?"

He Jing took the chair and sat down against Lin Hen, while he sat next to Luo Yan, with his eyes lowered, he subconsciously held his left hand, frowned and said, "Mom, don't hurt yourself."

Luo Yan paused for a while, then shook her head: "I don't remember."

He Jing gently grabbed her left hand, and his whole body was suppressed: "If your hand is cut, how can you still draw?"

Lin Hen's heart trembled, the rumor was true, Luo Yan was left-handed, and only used his left hand to draw.

"...I won't draw anymore," Luo Yan looked at him like a layer of fog that could not be broken through, and said in a faint voice, "Be good, take care of yourself and Lin Hen, don't worry about your father's affairs, Keep drawing, keep drawing."

He Jing paused, lowered his eyes and said, "Okay."

Lin Hen didn't know how to look at this mother. He Jing would no longer pursue the path she expected. On the contrary, he embarked on the path she least expected.

Luo Yan gently touched He Jing's face, her movements were infinitely gentle, but her eyes were full of unresolved sadness, and she murmured: "Don't become him..."

One sentence pierced all of Lin Hen's defenses, he interrupted softly, and looked at Luo Yan seriously: "Auntie, He Jing is different from He Nian, they are completely different."

Luo Yan pulled away from her emotions and looked at Lin Hen curiously. After a long time, she smiled softly: "Did he bully you?"

Lin Hen looked at He Jing, He Jing sniffed, and looked at him without blinking, Lin Hen's throat rolled, and he spit out two dry words: "No."

Luo Yan looked at He Jing, then turned her head slightly to look at Lin Hen. After a long time, she smiled and said, "You can't help him lie. He has been like this since he was a child. Everyone will give in to him, like a little prince."

He Jing choked up, the things about his childhood were revealed, and he was still in front of Lin Hen. His arrogant personality made him feel ashamed: "Mom, I was not like that when I was a child, you remember wrongly."

"No?" Luo Yan recalled, holding her chin, "When I was seven years old, I pestered Steward Zhou to go out to play. On the way, I fell in love with a certain kid at first sight. When I came back, I pestered me and said that I must marry him, and I would take you back to find him, but I searched for three days and never met again, and cried for a month..."

"Mom!" He Jing closed his eyes in despair, and took a deep breath. He must be happy that his mother can recall some things, but the memories are all things he doesn't want to mention, "Stop talking about this."

Lin Hen recalled Luo Yan's words in his mind, his heart was filled with shock and laughter, and he subconsciously looked at He Jing.

Crying for a month...unbelievable.

He Jing also cried sometimes, but he was still young after all...

Luo Yan patted him on the back lightly, and it was rare for her to smile so clearly, she looked at Lin Hen and said, "Thank you for your hard work, let him be accommodated."

Lin Hen wanted to laugh but felt that he couldn't, so he endured it hard: "It's not that hard, he's usually... not bad."

"Back then, it was Tong Yan Wuji, but now, it's so good that you are together." Luo Yan thought of something, and nostalgia flashed in his eyes, and it quickly weathered into sand, leaving no grains behind.

Lin Hen didn't want to see Luo Yan's expression like this, just like people would subconsciously want to keep the beauty, and said with a smile: "Auntie, in fact, that 'child' is me."

Luo Yan was stunned, covered her lips after a while, and said in surprise: "It's you?"

"Well," Lin Hen nodded, and the corners of his mouth curled up as he recalled, "It was the first time I saw such a beautiful kid, and I yelled 'I want to marry you' first... I went to the spring outing with the school that day, and it was the first time I went there. place, I haven’t been there since.”

Luo Yan didn't expect such a coincidence. The few clear memories that were blurred into pieces of light and shadow were cherished and found out. He took Lin Hen's hand and said softly: "He always said that he would bring When you came to see me, I didn’t expect the fate to start from then on. The first time Xiaojing mentioned the word ‘Lin Hen’ was..." A trace of confusion flashed in her eyes, and she murmured: "I can’t remember... ..."

He Jing was afraid that she would be stuck in memories and couldn't come out, so he could only take the initiative to remind her: "The second day of junior high school."

"Ah, yes," Luo Yan smiled for a while, "He laughed so happily that day, I asked what was wrong, and then pretended to be casual and said to me 'his name is Lin Hen, and he plays basketball well', and then asked Zhou The butler bought a nice basketball and sent it to your school."

Only then did Lin Hen know that the school's awesome basketball was not discovered by the principal... He won countless times with that basketball, and later he passed it on to the next class of juniors in a serious manner. "Brother Mark's bonus".

Knowing several big secrets, Lin Hen's mood also relaxed, and Luo Yan pulled him to recall, listening more and more engrossed.

Up to now, he always reminds himself not to care about the past and only look at the future, but these things tell him that the past is not completely unrecognizable, and some memories are warm, even if they are insignificant, they are still worth remembering.

Luo Yan chatted for two hours before she felt drowsy while helping her forehead. Lin Hen and He Jing helped her to lie down, and made an appointment for the next time to come before leaving.

He Jing didn't say anything when he went out, and strode towards the reception room without looking into Lin Hen's eyes: "I'm going to see the doctor."

"Well," Lin Hen stopped, turned to look for the lounge, "I'll wait outside."

He Jing was taken aback, and then grabbed him: "That's not what I meant, you don't have to avoid it, these are all about the two of us, I just—" He glanced at Lin Hen secretly, and changed the subject: " My mother likes you so much, I haven't seen her so happy like today for a long time."

Lin Hen understood, and didn't expose him: "Let's come here earlier next time."

The corner of He Jing's mouth curled up: "Yes."

The author has something to say: the author got into the bed cover and closed his eyes in satisfaction: there should be another chapter tonight.

【20 red packets~】

Thanks to the cute old man who threw the grenade: the empty big tea mug, ah Qi 1;

Thanks to the cute old man who threw mines: Peanut doesn't like sauce 2; Zz. 1;

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