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Lin Qingyu took a deep breath to suppress her grievances, pushed open the door, saw Lin Jingyun who was lying in bed, smiled, and said, "Brother, I'm back."

The wound on Lin Jingyun's body is slowly healing, but it is only [-] to [-]% healed. It will take a month before he can walk on the ground. If the damage to his lungs is ignored, he is actually recovering day by day. up.

Now he was leaning against the wall, in a trance, and only smiled when he heard Lin Qingyu's voice.

When Lin Qingyu saw his elder brother, his expression changed slightly. Now he had to resist everything, but he still couldn't completely clear up his emotions in front of his elder brother, so he had to pretend to turn around and pour water, and Gululu poured a large glass of cold water to barely feel better a little.

It was another boring day, Lin Qingyu couldn't bring herself to paint, so she sat on the bed and chatted with her elder brother until night fell.

During the day, Laifu was tied outside the door, but at night Lin Qingyu was reluctant to let him go out by himself, so he got up and led him into the house, and placed him on the straw pile in the corner, where Laifu rolled and rolled , pestering Lin Qingyu to play with her, Lin Qingyu was in a depressed mood, and forced herself to tease Laifu for a while, sighing silently.

He couldn't help but think of Yuan Bao and Sister Xu, he couldn't open his mouth to ask He Tang to pay in advance, so he could only make up his mind on the Bu Yao left by his mother.

Opening the box, Bingdi's red lotus step shaker exudes a ruddy luster in the candlelight. Although this step shaker is not extremely precious, it is exquisite in workmanship. I think it can be pawned for 30 taels, but it is a mere redemption for Yuanbao and sister Xu. How is 30 taels enough?

This is a relic left by his mother, but he can't even hold on to it. Lin Qingyu clenched her steps tightly, suppressing the pain in her chest, feeling that the road ahead is gloomy, with no end in sight.

"Sapphire," the elder brother's gentle voice sounded behind him, "turn around."

Lin Qingyu's surging emotions that had been suppressed with great difficulty suddenly collapsed like mountains and seas. He bit his lip hard and shook his head slowly.

He is no longer a naive young man who only seeks comfort when he has been wronged, and he doesn't want his elder brother to worry about him.

"You don't come here, do you want me to get out of bed?"

Lin Qingyu then turned around impatiently, trembling, "Brother..."

He held Bu Yao in the heart, with tears in his eyes, his beautiful face was full of helplessness and pain, his shoulders trembled slightly, he looked like a puppy in the rain, he was very distressed .

Lin Jingyun watched Lin Qingyu grow up, how could he find out that something was wrong with him these two days, if he didn't ask, it didn't mean he didn't know, but seeing Lin Qingyu tonight was even more abnormal, he couldn't turn a blind eye after all, even though he was weak now, but His expression was still as gentle and tolerant as that of Lin Jingyun before, and he waved to Lin Qingyu.

Lin Qingyu couldn't bear it any longer and threw herself into his elder brother's arms. He hugged his elder brother's waist, but he was afraid of hurting Lin Jingyun's injuries, so he could only lean on it. But just this also gave him great comfort. Qingyu sobbed and cried, "Brother, I saw Yuan Bao and sister Xu, they, they are very bad."

Lin Jingyun stroked Lin Qingyu's back, closed his eyes, "It's the Lin family who are sorry for them."

Lin Qingyu was afraid that her brother would blame her, so she shook her head again and again, raised her teary eyes, and choked up, "I want to be a mother's Bu Yao, and redeem them. Will mother blame me?"

"No." Lin Jingyun lovingly wiped away the tears from Lin Qingyu's face, and touched the warmth of his hand, "Qingyu, you have done a good job."

"No," Lin Qingyu shook his head wildly, the grievances accumulated over the past few days poured out, he lay in his brother's arms, his voice trembling, "I don't know anything."

He is shameless even for earning a living. If his elder brother knew where his money came from, he would definitely think him spineless.

Lin Jingyun sighed softly and patted his back slowly.

Lin Qingyu fell into great grief. For the past half month, he reminded himself to persevere all the time, but he couldn't see how long this kind of life would last. He showed Lin Jingyun his steps. An inexplicable light flashed, "Mother said, this step is for my engagement, I originally intended for Chu Yan..."

Lin Jingyun's mind moved slightly, he looked into Lin Qingyu's sad eyes, and said softly, "You can't forget him."

Lin Qingyu was startled, her face was confused, and after a long while, she smiled bitterly and said, "So what if I can't forget, I will never see him again, brother," the mist in his eyes gradually dissipated, and suddenly gathered into a small cluster of flames, " I only have you, I don't want to be separated from you."

Lin Jingyun felt that Lin Qingyu was a little strange at this time, and it must be that this period of time had pushed him to the end, but he still followed Lin Qingyu's words and said, "Of course we will not separate."

Lin Qingyu sniffed, held Lin Jingyun's hand that was still wrapped in tulle, and then put Bu Yao on it. Lin Jingyun looked at him puzzled, and he looked back, opened his rosy lips, and said, "Brother I'll put it on."

Lin Jingyun was surprised, "Sapphire?"

The hand holding the step shaker was shaking slightly.

"Brother, I don't want to be your brother." Lin Qingyu gritted his teeth and smiled, "We got married and buried in the same cemetery after death, and we will never be separated."

These shocking words made Lin Jingyun break out in a thin sweat. Regardless of the pain in his palm, he clenched the Bu Yao tightly, and the corners of the red lotus sank slightly into his flesh. He remembered that day, he couldn't restrain his affection and kissed Lin Qingyu, Lin Qingyu The eight things Qingyu said after she was frightened—violated ethics, and the laws of heaven did not allow it.

Every word is enlightening and painful.

Lin Jingyun's heart was surging, he and Lin Qingyu were so close, their breaths were entangled, he had never been so tense and frightened for a moment, he was afraid that this was a ridiculous dream he had, and that this was a moment after Lin Qingyu was frustrated Upset, Lin Jingyun gritted his teeth, "Do you know what you're talking about?"

"I'm sober." Lin Qingyu's smile trembled slightly, but his eyes were full of brilliance. He said loudly, "I want to marry my brother."

Lin Jingyun's heart felt as if he had been hit hard with a mallet. He squeezed out words between his teeth, "You and I are connected by blood. Are you not afraid of worldly eyes and gossip?"

"I'm not afraid."

"Aren't you afraid of violating the rules of ethics? Isn't it against the law of heaven?"

"I'm not afraid."

The voices of the two overwhelmed each other, speaking faster and faster, and answering louder and louder.

"Then aren't you afraid that a blind date between brothers will be struck by lightning?

Lin Qingyu raised her voice and cried, "I'm not afraid. Morality has nothing to do with me. If God wants to punish me, just let him go. I'm not afraid of anything, as long as I will live forever with my brother until death."

Every word was sonorous and forceful, echoing in the ears of the two of them.

Lin Jingyun closed his eyes, the great ecstasy made his body tremble slightly, he stared deeply at Lin Qingyu, and after a long while, smiled slightly, "I'm not afraid either."

He raised his hand, and tremblingly inserted Bingdi Honglian into the black hair.

Lin Qingyu's face was full of tears, she shook her head, "Does it look good?"

"Sapphire looks good no matter what."

After finishing speaking, Lin Jingyun held Lin Qingyu's face in his hands, covered his tears-wet lips, and began to suck gently.

Lin Qingyu responded eagerly. He straddled his elder brother, slowly pushed him back to lie down on the bed, and leaned on his body to kiss him. The kiss was like a tide, setting off waves.

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The red waves churned, and with the movement, the step rocker jingled non-stop.

(a thousand words omitted)

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"Qingyu, call me." Lin Jingyun's eyes were red with emotion.

Lin Qingyu burst into tears, "Brother..."

"Call again."

"Brother, brother..."

Morality and ethics are insignificant in the face of life and death.

What Lin Qingyu wanted was the last bit of support in the secular world, and Lin Jingyun was his only safe haven when he suffered all kinds of grievances in this muddy world. It was affection, desire, and love, entangled and entangled, and there was no need to distinguish them.