The villain cannon fodder has awakened his consciousness

Tonight, Lin Tui had a deeper understanding of Bai Yuan's madness. He used to think he was a violent maniac, but now it seems that he is an out-and-out psychopath.

Fortunately, Bai Yuan never appeared again after that, but Lin Tui's life was not peaceful either.

A Baiyuan was gone, and a Yuxin was entangled.

After Yu Huaiyan failed to persuade Lin Tui to participate in the opera, Yu Xin went to the battle in person and spent some time with Lin Tui every day.

Lin Tui has no interest in opera, and he is not in the mood now, because Lin Yiwan's birthday is coming soon.

In the past, every year on her birthday, Lin Tui would go to the nursing home to accompany her for a day. Ever since he knew that he was not related to Lin Yongting by blood, Lin Tui became more and more repelled seeing her and Lin Yongting.

Lin Yiwan's birthday happened to be a rest day, and Lin Tui didn't even have an excuse to refuse.

He woke up early on Saturday but delayed leaving his home for the nursing home until 10:30.

Lin Yiwan doesn't lack for anything, her only hobby is tending flowers and plants, so most of the birthday presents Lin Tui gave her were flowers.

Regardless of whether the flowers were expensive or not, Lin Yiwan took good care of them, and even set aside a special area in the flower room for the flower pots returned by Lin.

This was one of the few times she showed concern for Lin Tui.

This time, Lin Tui didn't choose the varieties of flowers as carefully as in previous years. Lin Tui bought a few rare camellias at random.

It was almost noon when we arrived at the nursing home, and the staff carefully moved the camellia in the car to the greenhouse.

After the staff put the flower pots one by one, Lin Tui crossed the glass greenhouse, opened the door at the end and entered the living room.

The indoor temperature is suitable, Lin Yiwan is wearing a simple and elegant cheongsam, a lake green silk shawl is draped over his shoulders, and a white jade hairpin is tied behind his head.

Seeing that Lin had retreated, Lin Yiwan asked the people behind him to prepare a meal.

No one mentioned the slap last time, as if nothing happened, Lin Yiwan asked what flowers Lin Tui brought her while the servant was preparing the meal.

Lin Tui actually had a lot of questions hidden in his heart, but he couldn't even open his mouth in front of Lin Yiwan.

Over the years, under the doctor's advice, Lin Yiwan's taste has become lighter and lighter, mostly vegetarian dishes. Only when Lin Tui is here will he add two meat dishes.

The dining table for the two of them seemed extremely quiet, there was not even the sound of chopsticks clinking against the bowl. Lin Tui had no appetite, but he still forced himself to finish the bowl of rice.

After the meal, Lin Yiwan asked about Lin Tui's current situation at school and his recent investment projects.

During the period, Lin Jingshu was inevitable to be talked about. Although not much was talked about, it was enough to make Lin Tui feel bored.

He didn't stay long in the nursing home, and left by car after two o'clock in the afternoon.

Coming out of it, Lin Tui seemed to be freed from imprisonment. He exhaled heavily, and most of the feeling of oppression and suffocation dissipated.

Lin Yongting didn't come back for dinner at night, so he didn't know if he was busy with work or went to see Lin Yiwan in the nursing home.

Lin Jingshu was not at home, so Lin Tui went back to his room after drinking a bowl of porridge with fish slices in the restaurant.

At eight o'clock, Yu Xin called again, trying to persuade Lin Tui to participate in the opera, and firmly believed that his image fit the role very well.

Lin Tui declined Yu Xin again, then hung up the phone, got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

When Lin Tui came out after drying his hair, he saw Lin Jingshu sitting on his bed, his eyes suddenly turned cold, "How did you come in?"

Since the last time Lin Jingshu broke into his room and went crazy, Lin Tui has developed the habit of locking it.

Lin Jingshu seemed to have drunk, his expression was a little blurred, but his eyes were dark when he looked at Lin Tui.

He casually undid the two buttons, revealing the clear collarbone, sliding his Adam's apple and smiling at Lin Tui.

That kind of smile didn't carry any gloom, nor was it the gentleness pretended to be usually, it was genuine joy, it seemed that he had a good day today.

Lin Jingshu pointed to the balcony of the room, "I climbed up from there. I have climbed twice before."

Lin Tui lives on the second floor. Although the floor is not high, at least in his opinion, there is no place to rely on the outer wall, let alone Lin Jingshu climbed it three times.

Lin Tui didn't know about the above two times. If Lin Jingshu hadn't said it, he would have been kept in the dark.

Lin Jingshu might have entered his room to look through something while he was away, or she might have crawled in from the outside after he fell asleep.

No matter which one it was, it made Lin Tui feel very disgusted, and his complexion gradually darkened.

"It seems that you never learn lessons." Lin Tui gritted his teeth.

Lin Jingshu didn't speak, and from the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of two chocolate toffees on the bedside table, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was half suppressed.

"You never eat this kind of sweets." Lin Jingshu picked up the two candies and stared at Lin Tui, "Who gave it to you? Shen Mogui or Yu Huaiyan?"

Lin Tui looked at Lin Jingshu coldly, thinking in his mind should he leave the house, or let Lin Jingshu get out?

Lin Tui never had this kind of thought before, but now he is not sure whether he wants to stay here.

The truth will be revealed one day, will Lin Yongting let him go by then?

Lin Tui's feelings for Lin Yongting are very contradictory, from admiration at the beginning to rejection later.

He has always hoped to be recognized by Lin Yongting, but at the same time he hated him for betraying his family and his mother and giving birth to Lin Jingshu outside.

According to the month of pregnancy, Lin Jingshu was actually a month older than him, but Lin Tui gave birth prematurely, a day earlier than Lin Jingshu.

Lin Jingshu played with the two candies, and then threw them into the trash can. After seeing Lin Tui frown, he laughed, but lost the cheerfulness before.

He stood up, this time he didn't wait for Lin Tui to drive him away, and stopped when he reached the door.

Lin Jingshu held the doorknob with his slender fingers, and said, "I'll send you an email in 2 minutes."

"Brother." Lin Jingshu whispered: "You'd better take a look, otherwise I don't know where it will appear tomorrow, maybe everyone will know the content of the email."

Hearing this threat, Lin Tui clenched his fists.

Lin Jingshu tilted his head and smiled innocently, "By the way, you must remember to check the date."

After speaking, he left the room and closed the door for Lin Tui.

Lin Tui didn't rush to open his laptop to check the email that Lin Jingshu mentioned, but asked the servants to come in and change the sheets.

The room is filled with a strong smell of perfume, a bit like wine brewed from old wooden barrels. The smell of old wood intertwined with the sourness and sweetness of grapes, as well as the clear vanilla, form a very special smell.

This is Lin Jing's special perfume.

Lin Tui once heard Sophie say that this perfume is very similar to Lin Jingshu's pheromone, and he also said that Lin Jingshu must be very boring, otherwise he would not make his own pheromone into a perfume.

When people fall in love, they can't help but want to talk about each other, and Sophie is no exception.

At that time, he and Lin Jingshu were having a heated fight, no matter what topic he would talk about Lin Jingshu.

Every time Lin Jingshu was mentioned, Sophie would talk more than usual, talking about Lin Jingshu with joy.

But he didn't realize it himself, and thought that he had concealed the matter of hanging out with Lin Jingshu very well.

Lin Tui was forced to listen to a lot of things about Lin Jingshu, and it wasn't until they fell out completely that Lin Tui's ears were quiet.

Beta can't smell pheromones, if it wasn't for Sophie, he would never have known that Lin Jingshu's pheromones were similar to red wine.

While the servant was tidying up the sheets, Lin Tui pushed open the window.

The cold wind rushed in, blowing away the disgusting smell in the room.

Lin Tui put on his coat and stayed on the balcony for a long time. He didn't close the window until the smell on Lin Jingshu's body completely dissipated.

After hesitating for a long time, Lin Tui turned on his laptop, logged into his mailbox, and clicked on the email sent more than ten minutes ago.

Lin Jingshu sent a video without any text.

Lin Tui clicked on the video, the age of the picture looked a bit far away, and the scene was not clear, but he still recognized Lin Yiwan, who was wearing a black dress and had an outstanding temperament, at a glance.

She walked out of the room, subconsciously tidied up her slightly messy hair, and soon a man walked out behind her.

The man's face was marked, but Lin Tui still judged from his height, figure, and walking posture that he was not Lin Yongting.

In the video, his mother was very young. Lin Tui looked up and glanced at the shooting time. It was July [-]th six years ago.

At that time, Lin Yiwan hadn't moved out of the Lin family, but the next year she was admitted to a nursing home.

Six years ago, Lin Tui was just a junior high school student. July [-]th was supposed to be the day of summer vacation, but he was not at home.

Lin Tui remembered very clearly that July [-]th was the day when he won the world youth piano competition championship for the first time, and it was also the only one.

The video was only ten seconds long, and it was these short ten seconds that made Lin Tui's hands and feet cold, his mind blank, as if he was strangling his neck with his hands.

After holding his breath for more than a minute, Lin Tui remembered that human beings need to breathe.

Early the next morning, Lin Jingshu was not surprised to see Lin Tui walking downstairs silently, his eyelids were slightly blue, and he looked like he hadn't had a good night's rest.

Seeing his mother coming out of the room with a man in disheveled clothes was not a good feeling, especially for Lin Tui.

He didn't say hello to anyone, sat down where he usually sat, and ate with his head bowed.

Lin Jingshu sat next to him, pretended to be a good boy as usual, and said goodbye to Lin Yongting and Lin Tui.

Lin Yongting wiped it with a disinfectant towel and said, "You go to school later in the afternoon, and you sit and listen to the company's high-level meeting."

Lin Yongting has let Lin Tui and Lin Jingshu get in touch with the company's affairs since last year, and he attaches great importance to education in this area.

When Lin Tui and the others were still in high school, Lin Yongting would tell them some inside information and allow them to invest, speculate in futures and stocks.

Lin Jingshu: "I know my father."

Lin Tui didn't reply for a long time. He cut the freshly baked crispy apple pie with a knife and put it in his mouth.

Lin Yongting raised his eyes and glanced at Lin Tui, but didn't say anything.

Lin Jingshu bent his lips and smiled, and touched Lin Tui's with his knee, the movement was very light, as if flirting.

Lin Tui paused for the hand holding the knife, without any emotion on his face, but the blue veins protruding from the back of his hand could still feel his depression.

Lin Jingshu was cutting the pie on the plate, sitting upright, with a good dining manner, but the leg under the table touched Lin Tui again.

Lin Tui put down the knife and stood up expressionlessly.

Lin Yongting frowned because of his sudden movement, and looked up at Lin Tui again.

This time, Lin Yongting's gaze was stern, but it turned into astonishment halfway through, because Lin Tui punched Lin Jingshu off the dining chair.