Sorry, it's a different price to be a stand-in

It's snowing again outside, which is not a good sign.

Lin Zhinan sat by the bay window, opened the curtains with one hand and looked out, with a peaceful expression, but in fact he was thinking deeply at the moment.

Lin Ning was much more cautious than he imagined. Even if he went to the toilet, someone had to wait outside. Lin Ning seemed to be doing some kind of treatment, and he was very particular about food and use. Lin Zhinan had no chance to do it.

Now how to do?

Lin Zhinan's eyes fell on the corpses of Lin Wei and Lin Mian floating in the wind, feeling a little dazed.

In order not to be suspected by Lin Ning, Lin Zhinan did not bring any electronic equipment, and he had no chance to get in touch with the outside world.

But he thought that Lu Yunqi should have found the little note in his shirt.

I also saw my last words.

It was too late to be sad, the sound of slippers rubbing against the blanket came from behind Lin Zhinan.

It's Lin Ning.

Lin Zhinan put down the curtains, supported the window with one hand, and turned around, "How is your body? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

In the past in Lin's nursing home, when it snowed, Lin Ning always complained about the pain in his bones. Lin Zhinan felt sorry for his brother, and would rather give him a massage to relax than the full attendance bonus.

Over time, it became a habit, and Lin Zhinan couldn't completely get rid of it even though he knew that Lin Ning had committed a heinous crime.

Lin Ning moved his stiff cervical spine, pursed his lips and smiled, "Brother, I imprisoned you, so you don't hate me at all?"

These words sounded like a joke, but Lin Zhinan could hear the hidden seriousness from it.

Lin Zhinan raised his chin, his eyes were gentle, "Hate is not really, after all... you are my only relative."

Immediately, Lin Zhinan changed his tone jokingly: "I have to say, the feeling of doing nothing is quite comfortable."

Stockholm was forced out of life, Lin Ning thought sarcastically, only Lin Zhinan would foolishly throw himself into the trap for Lu Yunqi.

On the one hand, Lin Ning felt that his success came too easily, on the other hand, he also felt that the relationship between Lu Yunqi and Lin Zhinan was too fragile, so that he could easily be defeated by external forces.

"Brother, can you stay here with me all the time? I will never do anything that disgusts you again."

Lin Ning continued to deceive Lin Zhinan with his cute words in the past.

There seems to be no gap between the two.

But the winter wind outside the window howled sharply and sternly, and something outside the window was beating the glass desperately.

Lin Zhinan felt that it might be the eyes of Lin Wei and Lin Mian.

"Okay," Lin Zhinan couldn't bear the distracting thoughts that disturbed his thoughts any longer, walked over and took Lin Ning's hand, "Brother will always be with you."

"Brother lied."

The air suddenly froze, and the originally warm atmosphere suddenly went downhill.

Lin Ning withdrew his hand from Lin Zhinan's.

Just when Lin Zhinan was annoyed that his "show of favor" was too radical and obvious, Lin Ning laughed again: "Brother, why do you believe everything? I'm just kidding you...how can I not believe what you say?"

Lin Zhinan didn't speak, but just looked straight at Lin Ning.

Lin Ning began to act like a baby: "Brother—don't be angry, if you are angry, my mood will also get worse."

Lin Zhinan was almost driven crazy by Lin Ning's changeable emotions.

"I didn't, I..."

"Brother, don't explain," Lin Ning put his finger on Lin Zhinan's lips, his eyes traced his face, "Brother has always been like a saint, even if he is really angry with me, it won't do anything."

Our Lady...

Lin Zhinan was full of black lines, and even wanted to tear Lin Ning face to face.

But now is not the time, Lin Zhinan can only endure this in silence.

Dinner was arranged in a low room decorated like a mushroom house on the other side of the manor.

When eating, Lin Ning insisted that Lin Zhinan feed him.

The two big men are feeding and feeding, the picture is really a bit weird, Lin Zhinan asked Lin Ning to screen the others before talking about it.

Lin Ning did as he did, and then looked at Lin Zhinan with "expectation" written all over his face.

There was no other way, so Lin Zhinan had no choice but to raise his hand and feed Lin Ning chicken soup with a spoon.

The warm atmosphere in the restaurant made Lin Zhinan a little dizzy. He thought it was because the temperature was too high, but seeing Lin Ning's sly smile, Lin Zhinan realized something was wrong.

Lin Zhinan put down the spoon and got up unsteadily, "I, I'm a little uncomfortable."

He walked quickly to the bathroom, thinking quickly about how to spit out what he had just eaten.

The door of the bathroom looked close, but Lin Zhinan walked for a long time while holding on to the wall, but he still couldn't reach it.

In the end, a double image appeared in front of my eyes, and my mind was not very clear.

A pair of hands stretched out from behind, and he was supported from behind.

Almost at the same time, Lin Zhinan heard howling that was getting closer and closer. Before he could tell what the sound was, a strong wind rushed towards the mushroom house.

With it came glass that was shattered by the wind.

The windows on one side of the ring-shaped house were all damaged, and the fragmented curtains were blown up by the wind. Lin Zhinan caught off guard and took a breath of cold air into his lungs, and became more conscious.

Lin Ning obviously did not expect such a thing to happen, and there was a rare bit of panic on his face.

The lights of the mushroom house flickered non-stop, and there was a fierce exchange of fire outside the door.

Several strong lights came in from different places, illuminating the temporarily safe house.

Suddenly, the wall of the mushroom house seemed to be shaken by an invisible force, and several hideous cracks appeared on the wall.

Could it be an earthquake?Lin Zhinan squinted his eyes to carefully distinguish the surrounding situation, but the successive gunshots reminded him that it was not as simple as an earthquake.

In this situation, Lin Zhinan could only find a place to hide, but Lin Ning held his waist tightly and refused to let go.

"Let's find a place to hide first, it's too dangerous here." Lin Zhinan kindly persuaded him.

Lin Ning didn't know what he was thinking. He frowned, stared at Lin Zhinan's face, and asked forcefully, "Is it you? Did you betray me?"

Lin Ning's face was cut by glass, and the bloodstains were particularly bright on his pale face.

Lin Zhinan realized something, the house shook violently again, he took advantage of the shaking and fell to the ground, pressed his hands on the floor, and at the moment when the light was dim, he touched a piece of broken glass and hid it in his sleeve.

With a loud "click", the crystal chandelier in the gap in the ceiling of the mushroom house cracked, and the only light source in the house was completely extinguished. With the bang that lasted for a few seconds, the crystal chandelier fell straight down.

Lin Zhinan subconsciously looked in Lin Ning's direction, trying to tell him to avoid the falling object, but Lin Zhinan didn't have time to make a sound, and Lin Ning suddenly pushed his supported body towards the place where the crystal chandelier fell.

Lin Zhinan's mind went blank, his eyes widened in disbelief, and there was no time left for him to make any mental preparations.

But he waited in the dark for a long time, the crystal chandelier did not fall, but snowflakes suddenly fell in front of him.

Looking up, heavy snow fell from the sky, and the roof of the mushroom house had disappeared.

The wings of the helicopter fanned the wind, and a beam of light tore through the darkness of the snowy night, hitting Lin Zhinan directly.

At this time, the precarious wall of the mushroom house was knocked away by something, and the gravel flew, and the whole house collapsed completely.