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

Lin Zhinan's righteous tone made Lu Yunqi laugh back angrily, "Heh, Lin Zhinan, do you think everyone owes you?"

Lin Zhinan was taken aback, and looked away.

But Lu Yunqi persisted, "I apologized and explained to you what happened back then, but what about you, your so-called way of dealing with it is to avoid, avoid, and avoid again and again! You never thought about solving the problem, Lin Zhinan, you really It's so selfish."

"Just like now, you are still avoiding my gaze." Lu Yunqi seemed not so angry anymore, looking at Lin Zhinan's side face, he couldn't help but startled.

The early morning sun shines on Lin Zhinan, and the sound of cars and birds can be heard downstairs almost instantly. The morning exercisers run along the street in twos and threes, and the whole world "lives".

Lu Yunqi felt that this stalemate was not an option, so he let Lin Zhinan go.

"Father's tomb is at Qingshan Cemetery in M ​​City, No. 27 North Road. If you have time, go and see him."

After speaking, Lu Yunqi turned and left.

Lin Zhinan stood in place, his eyes were out of focus, he didn't know where to look.

Suddenly getting the location of Lu Mingcheng's cemetery made Lin Zhinan feel a little overwhelmed.

Lu Mingcheng's death was indirectly related to Lin Zhinan.

Lu Mingcheng was framed by Lin Wei and imprisoned after going bankrupt, and committed suicide in prison.

Lin Zhinan had a hard time imagining what kind of inhuman treatment Master had suffered before he decided to die to show his ambition. He thought that Master must have resented himself when he left.

There is nothing more painful than being betrayed by those closest to you.

Next week is the anniversary of Lu Mingcheng's death, so Lin Zhinan decided to visit M City.

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Because of the anticipation, that day came quickly.

Lu Yunqi didn't go home for a week after leaving the hotel. He didn't tell Lin Zhinan anything else, and Lin Zhinan didn't bother to make trouble for himself.

Lu Yunqi did not know where he learned some messy play, like a child who has never seen the world, he used all his brains on Lin Zhinan.

For several days in a row, Lin Zhinan could only wear long-sleeved shirts to work, and dared not roll up his sleeves at all.

Before departure, it started to rain lightly, the air was humid, and the dark clouds in the distance were superimposed, and the sky was so gloomy that it would collapse the sky.

Lin Zhinan bid farewell to the housekeeper, picked up the chrysanthemums he had ordered in advance from the urban area, and then drove to Qingshan Cemetery.

He explained his purpose to the staff, and someone immediately led him to an independent cemetery deep in the cemetery.

The cemetery was cleaned very clean, light rain fell on the pitch-black marble tombstones, leaving faint traces of water.

Holding a black umbrella, Lin Zhinan stood still in front of the tombstone, looking at the familiar smiling face on the photo of the tombstone, Lin Zhinan pursed his lips, and said in a very low voice, "Master, I'm here to see you."

Of course, there was no response to this sentence. Lin Zhinan bent down and placed the bouquet in front of the tombstone. When he got up, he touched the photo on the tombstone.

It was as gentle as when Lu Mingcheng stroked the top of his hair many years ago.

Lu Mingcheng was the first person in the world to express goodwill to Lin Zhinan from the inside out. Although Lin Zhinan was stuffed into the company by Lin Weituo's relationship, he didn't ignore Lin Zhinan because he was an "airborne soldier". He spared no effort to hand over all his years of experience and contacts in the industry to Lin Zhinan.

Even his only son was entrusted to Lin Zhinan.

When Lin Zhinan had no confidence in the project or was hit by the failure of the negotiation, Lu Mingcheng would always ruffle Lin Zhinan's hair like comforting a child, or comfort or encouragement, and his words were full of expectation and love for the younger generation.

Lin Zhinan thought he couldn't afford such a serious love without any purpose.

In his cognition, the deepest bond between people is the use of relationships. Someone who is close to him must have a certain purpose and need.

Before Lu Mingcheng, Lin Zhinan never thought that there was care for no reason in this world.

Fortunately, he met Bai Hao later.

Lin Zhinan was lucky, but relatively, he felt that Lu Mingcheng who died because of him was unfortunate.

Guilt made him more suffocated. Standing in front of Lu Mingcheng's grave, he was almost overwhelmed by waves of sadness and guilt, and the tingling sensation in his right brain became more intense.

"...Master, I'm sorry."

Besides, Lin Zhinan couldn't say another word.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there were not many people in the cemetery, but gradually, only Lin Zhinan was left.

It's meaningless to be sad here all the time, Lin Zhinan took a deep breath of the cool air, and prepared to say goodbye to Lu Mingcheng.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say "goodbye", but couldn't help but laugh again—this farewell was meaningless at all, and the person he wanted to see would never be seen again.

Why don't you go see him after you've dealt with everything.

Lin Zhinan reached out to wipe away the rain on the photo, and couldn't hold back his sadness anymore, pouring out like a flood, Lin Zhinan wept in front of Lu Mingcheng's grave.

Coming out of the cemetery, Lin Zhinan saw the text message on his mobile phone saying "appointment successful", and drove directly to the city hospital.

Realizing the changes in his psychology, Lin Zhinan would go to talk to a psychiatrist.

When he knocked on the door and walked into Dr. Qin's office, Dr. Qin was writing something hastily with his head down. Seeing him coming in, Dr. Qin got up and walked into the office to get a dry towel.

"Why is it so wet?" Doctor Qin is a weak girl, she has to stand on tiptoe to wipe the rainwater for Lin Zhinan.

"Thank you." Lin Zhinan took the towel and didn't trouble Dr. Qin any more.

Doctor Qin saw that he was trying to be brave again, so he didn't insist on wiping his hair anymore, but stood aside and looked at him quietly.

Based on her understanding of Lin Zhinan's character, Lin Zhinan is a silent, stubborn and "honest person" who doesn't know how to adapt.

That's why he lived so depressedly.

"How is your brother? Has his condition improved?" Doctor Qin decided to speak from the place Lin Zhinan most wanted to confide in.

What he cared most about was his frail younger brother.

Lin Zhinan paused his arms when he heard the words, looked up at Doctor Qin, his brows and eyes were full of worry, "It's not very good... It should be said that he and I are not very good."

"Is the danger still there?"

Lin Zhinan refused to tell her what she was most worried about and who, Dr. Qin could only call it "dangerous".

Lin Zhinan's eyes focused on the stains on the floor, and after a while, he nodded.

"Still don't plan to solve it?" Dr. Qin said, picked up his treatment records, and flipped through a few pages, "That's not what you said before you left last time."

Lin Zhinan rubbed his neck and smiled embarrassedly, "Can I trouble you to give me another hypnosis?"

Doctor Qin saw the scars on him the moment he raised his arm, and his expression became a little serious in an instant.

"Slow release agent, how many tubes have you used?"

Lin Zhinan didn't answer, he subconsciously looked away, his eyes flustered.

Dr. Qin sighed, "Mr. Lin, since you are here, you should trust me, but you...why do you hurt yourself?"

Self-harm?

Lin Zhinan blinked, with a dazed expression on his face, and after reacting for a while, he realized that what Dr. Qin was talking about was the red mark on his wrist.

He chuckled, and obediently showed his wrist to Dr. Qin, "This is not a sign of self-harm."

Doctor Qin took a closer look and confirmed that he had really done nothing stupid before letting go with a flushed face.

The red marks on Lin Zhinan's arms looked like they were tied up with ropes. Doctor Qin is not a minor who knows nothing about the world, so he naturally knows where the red marks come from. This is a personal taste, and there is nothing to say.

"You...have a lover?" Dr. Qin asked sideways, and then teased, "You two should be very affectionate."

"... Enai?" Lin Zhinan repeated blankly, as if recalling something, he nodded and said softly, "It's okay."

It should be considered okay, Lin Zhinan tried hard to recall before sitting on the recliner, these two words should be his most objective evaluation of Lu Yunqi.

"Mr. Lin, please lie down." Doctor Qin's voice came from above his head, and Lin Zhinan quickly adjusted his posture and closed his eyes lightly.

Following Doctor Qin's gentle guidance, Lin Zhinan walked through the dilapidated iron gate entwined with vines, and came to a wooden gate.

He looked down at himself, he was wearing a white coat, and the gold badge read "Blood Department Lin Zhinan".

This is his coveted identity.

Lin Zhinan suddenly hesitated to open the door, but the voice outside his consciousness kept urging him, he stabilized his mind, took a step forward, and pushed the door open.

The aroma of the food came blowing over me, and the person sitting at the dining table was Lu Yunqi in school uniform.

When Lu Yunqi heard Lin Zhinan's voice entering the door, he suddenly raised his head, the bright smile on his face made Lin Zhinan's eyes hurt.

He said: "Brother, why are you standing at the door, come in quickly! You are the only one missing!"

Lin Zhinan was dragged into the door by Lu Yunqi in a daze, and stood at the dining table at a loss.

Lu Yunqi pressed his shoulders to let him sit on the chair, pointed to the kitchen, "Dad is stewing ribs, I heard that when you came home, Dad made a lot of delicious food, all of which you like."

"Look at how eccentric Dad is, he just loves you..." Lu Yunqi complained in a coquettish voice.

Lin Zhinan raised the corners of his lips, and reached out to touch Lu Yunqi's "Mao Lizi" head, "Don't talk nonsense, Dad loves you too."

Just as they were chatting with each other, the kitchen door was opened, and Lu Mingcheng, who was wearing an apron, came out with a large pot of ribs. Seeing that Lin Zhinan had returned, he laughed so hard that he lost his eyes.

When Lu Mingcheng smiled, Lin Zhinan's eyes became wet.

He didn't know why he was so sad suddenly, it was obviously the happiest time.

"Brother, eat this!" Lu Yunqi grilled a shrimp for Lin Zhinan and stuffed it into his mouth.

Lin Zhinan sniffled and nodded, "Yes."

Lu Mingcheng babbled about trivial matters at work as before, and danced excitedly when he talked about fun. Lu Yunqi looked disgusted, but he still kept responding to him, laughing with him.

Lin Zhinan looked at them, as if he couldn't get enough of them.

He covered up his choking well with eating, and tried his best to say the words "I'm full" in a steady tone.

After speaking, he got up and walked towards the door with his name written on it.

Standing still in front of the door, Lin Zhinan turned to look back at the father and son at the dining table, and muttered, "Dad, Yun Qi, I'm leaving."

Lu Mingcheng and Lu Yunqi turned their heads at the same time, both of them had smiles on their faces.

Lin Zhinan waved to the two of them, opened the door and walked into the alley shining with silver light.

"...Gone...well..."

Doctor Qin looked at Lin Zhinan who was streaming down his face, sighed heavily, and softly called his name.

She thought Lin Zhinan was still immersed in hypnosis and refused to wake up, but she only patted it once, and Lin Zhinan opened his eyes.

A bean-sized teardrop slipped from the corner of his eye into his hair.

"I saw him."

"he?"

Doctor Qin quickly responded, "Is it your former lover?"

Lin Zhinan took the tissue and wiped away his tears, acquiesced.

Doctor Qin patted him on the shoulder, "Fortunately, you have your current lover, look, he is here to pick you up."

Lin Zhinan raised his head blankly, followed Dr. Qin's hand and looked towards the door. Lu Yunqi, who was dressed in a black suit, was standing straight at the door.

When Lin Zhinan looked up, he met Lu Yunqi's eyes.

In the air, there seems to be a strong offensive smell of vetiver.