Reborn Lin's Youngest

When Han Yixiao entered the Lin family at the age of six, his fate took a sharp turn. The day before, he was still struggling in that dark and dilapidated orphanage. After the sun had risen, he was brought into the Lin family, which looked like an ancient emperor's family. In front of Lin Qiwei, Han Yixiao was subconsciously alert, like the instinct of a wild animal, and would feel threatened when he met a dangerous creature stronger than himself.

Although Han Yixiao is only six years old, he has been bullied for as long as he can remember, and if he refuses to accept, he can only fight with flesh and blood, so even if he is suddenly placed in such a heavenly place, Han Yixiao will not take it for granted It should be considered that from now on, it will reach the sky in one step.

He deeply believed that if he wanted to keep the steamed buns in his hand, he would have to pay a corresponding price.

Sure enough, the Lin family didn't raise them as children at all. What they wanted was a loyal Tibetan mastiff. It was their life's mission to be an almighty shadow with brains, skills, and how to do it.

Lin Qiwei told him that from now on, he will be his shadow.

From then on, Han Yixiao knew that his body had to work for Lin Qiwei, his mind had to be for Lin Qiwei, and even his life would be given up for Lin Qiwei when necessary.

It doesn't matter, he really thinks it doesn't matter, because this is the price of his well-being, his brother's easy life and unlimited future.

But he really didn't expect that Lin Qiwei told him the truth on the first day he saw him, that is "I'm not a good person".

When Lin Qiwei is not at home and does not need him to follow, he must seize all the time to train and study. As long as Lin Qiwei appears in his sight, then the whole meaning of his existence is to serve the third young master well.

Uncle Zhong said that it is fundamental to talk less and do more, and it is fundamental to protect the young master. While obeying orders, one must judge the situation and cut off all dangers.Han Yixiao agrees very much, and also abides by his duty, but it is a pity that Lin Qiwei is not a worry-free master in many ways.

He has to help stop and protect him when he drinks and fights, he has to help hide his scheming, he has to hide and protect him when he returns home late after being crazy, and he still has to endure and protect him when his temper comes up. Only when Lin Qiwei is studying, don't use it. He didn't care about anything, he just had to watch and stand.

He couldn't remember the number of times Lin Qiwei lost his temper at him and made things difficult for him, and he didn't bother to remember it. This is the case with young masters who don't know the sufferings of the world. This is his objective evaluation of Lin Qiwei.

But when Lin Qiwei raised his eyebrows and asked him if he wanted to learn painting, he was a little stunned. He felt that it was impossible for Lin Qiwei to say such humane words. He thought that maybe Lin Qiwei just asked on a whim, maybe he just waited Seeing that he readily agreed and then cut off his thoughts, but looking at the alternating light and dark colors, he really couldn't stop yearning, so a word of thought slipped out of his mouth quickly, unexpectedly, Lin Qiwei really began to let He learned to draw with the same teacher, and the canvases, paper, paints, and brushes were all of the same brand. This was the first time Han Yixiao observed Lin Qiwei driven by his subjective consciousness.

He slowly discovered that Lin Qiwei was a strange contradictory body. At that age, he couldn't understand people like Lin Qiwei at all. It was just that after Lin Qiwei was drunk, he stayed by the bed and watched Lin Qiwei cry for most of the night without much movement. Just crying silently.

Han Yixiao didn't know what to do, he felt at a loss for the first time, it was so different from the Lin Qiwei he usually knew, it made him confused and at a loss.

Han Yixiao subconsciously wanted to do something so that the expression of disobedience such as pity and vulnerability would disappear from Lin Qiwei's face quickly, so he twisted a clean towel, scrubbed and changed Lin Qiwei's clothes, and Lin Qiwei gradually calmed down until the middle of the night.

The next day was the same as usual, nothing changed between him and Lin Qiwei, but there seemed to be some subtle changes, but he didn't care too much about it, until that year, when his life was turned upside down again.

Lin Qiwei has been very irritable recently, especially when he saw the faint smile on Han Yixiao's face, his heart became more and more burning. He has been looking at the face for 12 years, and he is very familiar with every hair, so he looked at it at a glance. It can be seen that what Han Yixiao hides behind his quiet face is the shyness and excitement of his first love.

Compared with Lin Qiwei's premature sexual intercourse, his love for the first time is simple and old-fashioned, but it is this faint emotion that is slightly stronger than Qingshui that makes Lin Qiwei feel that he is going crazy.

Although Lin Qiwei is sure that Han Yixiao will never take the initiative, but the granddaughter of the master chef in the back kitchen does not like Han Yixiao in general, maybe because of Han Yixiao's simple and rigorous character, the little girl is very proactive. They all don't know how to do idle things that have nothing to do with their job, but they can't stop the sprouting children in their hearts.

How could this small thought be hidden from him who was dancing with conspiracy every day, so when the rage in his heart could no longer be suppressed, Lin Qiwei decided not to criticize himself anymore, but to love everyone together!

The sudden thunder and rain reflected coldness in Lin Qiwei's eyes. He saw Han Yixiao who was hugged by a girl outside the door of the small wooden house. The boy who was always quiet and calm in front of him was now very nervous and his face was red. It took a long time for her trembling hands to gently embrace the girl's back, and slowly patted her. Lin Qiwei couldn't hear what they were talking about, and he just watched with a blank expression.

The atmosphere was just right, the girl took the initiative to stand on her tiptoes again, and kissed the beautiful boy. The boy closed his eyes and dared not put any more force.

The sound of knocking on the door woke up the two young people who were addicted to the fresh world. Han Yixiao's eyes widened, looking at Lin Qiwei who seemed to be struggling out of hell, his half-lit face was dead silent.

"Get out!" A single voice like ice and blade made the girl who was already too frightened to stand up to run out of the wooden house.

"Third young master, it's my fault. I asked her to come here. Please don't blame her. I am willing to be punished. You can punish me however you want. Please forgive her!" Han Yixiao spoke quickly and quickly urgent.

But Lin Qiwei just slammed the wooden door behind him vigorously, shut up!shut up!Lin Qiwei yelled in his heart, don't say another word, or he can't help but tear that girl into pieces!

Tonight's Han Yixiao is very beautiful, just at a beautiful age, with a youthful youth, coupled with a trace of anxiety and a trace of timidity, Lin Qiwei, who has endured for too long, really heard the sound of his own rationality breaking.

I don't know which ray of light is stained with a sharp color, and which breath has passed the boiling point. Lin Qiwei only knows that he can no longer bear it, like a beast that has been dormant for too long, and can no longer bear the innocent prey in front of him. He wants to let him know who is the person he should focus on and who is his master.

Han Yixiao thought that since the night of his unexpected death, he would never feel afraid again, because he knew that fear is the most useless feeling in this world, and no one in this world will help you unconditionally just because you are afraid, so he learned it early Be strong and forget your fears.

But that night, Lin Qiwei in that small wooden house made him feel a heart-wrenching fear, which was beyond the range he could bear. He could no longer care about Lin Qiwei's identity, the situation of himself and his brother, he just fought hard Desperately resisting, he used all the most powerful and deadly attacks he had learned on Lin Qiwei, but Lin Qiwei seemed to have lost his sense of pain, and ignored his hard blows at all, carrying it stiffly, just kissing him frantically, snatching his breath.

Under the dual effects of fear and hypoxia, countless images flashed through Han Yixiao's mind, the image of Lin Qiwei ruffling his hair, the image of throwing the palette and paintbrush to him with a cold face, the image of disgusting the birthday gift he gave him , Holding his hand and weeping...

The strong breath smelled like Lin Qiwei, leaving only Lin Qiwei in Han Yixiao's mind, the pain of biting and tearing made him sweat all over his body, the hard concrete floor and rough movements made every inch of his body scream Begging for mercy, but all the shouting and begging for mercy were sealed on his lips.

He is really scared, he will never do anything beyond the duty of a servant, he will spend all his time around Lin Qiwei, he will forget himself, and only ask Lin Qiwei to let him go, not to deprive him of his last trace dignity.

A thunderstorm caused too many splashes, Lin Qiwei looked at the boy lying under him with tears on his face and shallow breathing, his heart ached, he didn't regret asking Han Yixiao, but he also understood that Han Yixiao would It's not the old Han Yixiao either.

But what else can he do!In order to temporarily relieve the distress in his heart and get a little comfort, he desperately looked for people similar to Han Yixiao, Meng Yuerong who loved painting and would show a light smile when painting, Lin Shuyan who had eyes very similar to Han Yixiao, he couldn't control I only rely on dry imagination to satisfy myself, and although he hurt Han Yixiao today, he doesn't regret it, he can't regret it!

Lin Qiwei thought that Han Yixiao would be angry and hold a grudge, and he was waiting for his revenge, but Han Yixiao's calmness made him flustered, as if this person was no longer a living thing, only his body was left by his side, lingering on for the responsibility that he could not let go.

Lin Qiwei wanted to use brute force to tear off Han Yixiao's numb skin, so every night after that he would press Han Yixiaosi until he was exhausted.

Han Yixiao didn't resist, and even the two of them became more and more compatible on the bed, and the pleasure doubled, but Lin Qiwei could see that Han Yixiao's black eyes were getting more and more dead every day, and his body was getting thinner every day, Lin Qiwei was at a loss, in his cognition, let The person he loves, he will make that person return with pain a hundred times and a thousand times, but in the face of Han Yixiao who makes him feel bad, he has nothing to do, he can only be like a trapped animal, hurting the person at the top of his heart, and he is also bloody.

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