My black fans are always online

Lin Jiajun frowned, finally a little unhappy, this child is so young, how come he doesn't know how to obey his elders at all, so serious and stubborn, it's really inexplicable.

"You don't understand anything. Listening to what Xiao Kai said, of course he will praise that person." He lowered his head lightly, "Okay, let's not mention this."

"Uncle..." The resentment and unwillingness in Cheng Yan's heart grew stronger and stronger, "It's true that that person is dead, and I don't want to justify his name, but I want to justify your son's name."

He held the emerald ring tightly in his hand, his knuckles turned white: "The person your son liked was innocent from beginning to end. He didn't take the initiative to go to the nightclub, he didn't call Miss, and he didn't Taking the initiative to fight with gangsters, even the ecstasy in his pocket, was framed..."

Lin Jiajun became unhappy, and put down the Pu'er teacup in his hand heavily: "What nonsense are you talking about? What do you know at your age? Could it be that like Xiao Kai, you have been his fan since childhood?"

He was annoyed and disdainful: "I don't know where I heard the brainwashing talk, all of you stupid fans think that your idol is the most innocent in the world, and the whole world is targeting them!"

"No, it's not like that." Cheng Yan's voice was trembling, "I'm not hearing... I, I know Chen Yan. He worked part-time at our Xing Er TV station when he was alive. When I participated in the program, he taught me a lot. He told me about his..."

His voice was slightly choked up, and he almost tried his best to calm down: "He told me that he was wronged, although no one wanted to believe it."

Lin Jiajun finally became impatient, and waved his hand impatiently: "I don't want to hear this anymore, this person has nothing to do with our family."

Cheng Yan finally shut his mouth in embarrassment.

Lin Jiajun looked at his dazed and disappointed expression, and suddenly felt a little regretful in his heart: only those who are pure and kind can believe the words of that kind of person.

"You are willing to trust a stranger, it's because of your kind heart." He was rarely willing to explain again, "But some people in this world are not worthy of sympathy at all."

He shook his head: "Ask murderers and drug dealers. They all feel that they are justifiable. Who would say that they deserve death?"

Cheng Yan smiled, a little desperate: Yes, I can only use my own mouth to say these weak excuses, who can believe it?

He murmured in a low voice: "But he really doesn't deserve death."

Lin Jiajun sneered, as if he thought he was naive and ridiculous: "I don't have to slander a dead person, but he said it casually before he was alive to win a little sympathy. You don't have to be so kind, you can believe everything."

Cheng Yan closed his eyes, an unspeakable sadness and pain tore at him, as if he could hardly breathe.

"Uncle...why are you unwilling to listen to the victim's voice, even a single sentence? What if he is really wronged? Is it true that once a person is convicted in this world, he will have no chance to defend himself, and he will never be able to cleanse himself forever?" clear?"

His voice was very soft, but with great helplessness, so that Lin Jiajun couldn't help being startled when he saw his dark and desperate eyes.

"You, don't be stubborn about this anymore." He blurted out, "I was the person involved, and I know better than you, a kid!"

Cheng Yan raised his head in a daze, as if he didn't quite believe his ears: "What?... What party?"

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Lin Liekai held the pair of beautiful jade cards, and the more he looked at them, the more he liked them. He lifted them up to the bright light and took a good look: "Mom, the texture is really good, there are no flaws or cracks!"

Xiao Ya took the jade token with a smile and put it in a sandalwood box: "Of course, it's something I brought from my mother's house anyway, can you still give it away?"

She tapped her son's head lightly: "Since we have talked about it today, and your father has also opened it up rarely, you have to think clearly, don't be careless, and don't let others down easily."

The son likes the same sex, and he can't change it, and he will never listen to his parents to marry and have children. Now that this is the case, it is best to find someone who really likes, has a pure and kind heart, and does not fall into promiscuity s Choice.

Lin Liekai put away his hippie smile, and said seriously: "Mom, I'm serious. I want to be with him all my life. I won't get bored, and I won't change my mind."

Xiao Ya stared at him and sighed softly.

People who are in love are naturally sincere.However, it is common for relationships to deteriorate and marriages to break up, not to mention the more fragile relationship between same-sex people.

"In short, I like this child Cheng Yan. No matter what, every day you are with him, you have to treat him well." Xiao Ya shook her head, "Even if we are not together in the future, you still have to remember the current relationship. I will never allow you to hurt anyone, understand?"

Lin Lie Kai smiled.

He hugged Xiao Ya's shoulder lightly and affectionately, and said in a low voice, "Mom, thank you."

Xiao Ya stared at him reproachfully: "What nonsense?"

"I'm very happy that you protect him." Lin Liekai quietly put his arms around his mother's shoulders and shook, "If you tell me, tell me to protect myself and not suffer when we break up in the future, I will be sincere." Sad."

Xiao Ya stopped talking, her heart was both sour and sweet.

The son has grown up, and it has been a long time since he has been so undisguisedly close. Tonight, he is like when he was a child, still relying on his trustworthy mother.

"Silly boy, I'm your mother. Of course I hope you don't suffer or get hurt." She patted Lin Liekai on the shoulder lightly, "But you are rich and powerful, and the son of heaven, even if something happens to you, resist The pressure ability is also stronger than that child."

Lin Liekai said softly: "Don't just worry about him, Mom."

"what?"

Lin Liekai snorted, and opened his mouth a little embarrassedly: "I'm even less resistant to pressure. Mom, if something really happens, you should worry about me first. If I lose him, I'm afraid that I... can't bear it .”

Xiao Ya's heart trembled suddenly, she lowered her head and stared at her son's passionate eyes, and quickly forced a smile: "Okay, okay, when you are so happy, why do you say all these strange things?"

She suppressed the shock in her heart, and grabbed her son's hand: "Go, go downstairs. From now on, you two are fine, and no matter what happens outside, Mom will support you."

The two went downstairs with a "thud thump", and just as they reached the stairs, suddenly, they heard a loud crisp sound coming from the living room!

There was a "snap", especially harsh in the dead of night, like the sound of porcelain falling to the ground.

Lin Liekai's face changed suddenly, he opened his legs, ran down in two or three steps, and rushed into the living room: "What's going on?"

In the living room, Lin Jiajun and Cheng Yan were sitting face to face. At Cheng Yan's feet, there was a pile of broken porcelain.

Hearing Lin Liekai's voice, Cheng Yan slowly raised his head.

In the large living room, the floor-to-ceiling windows were open, and the fluttering window screens flew up with the night wind.

Late at night in May, the night wind was rather cold, wrapped in snow-white window screens, and beating the thick floor-to-ceiling glass.At the bottom of the window screen, dark red embroidered roses flowed layer upon layer like dripping blood.

Cheng Yan's face was frighteningly pale.

Behind him are snow-white veils and dark red flowers, setting off his motionless figure, as if frozen there by something.

Lin Liekai stared at him dumbfounded. Suddenly, he became flustered and his heart began to beat wildly.

Cheng Yan in front of him was obviously only a few steps away from him, but his gaze was unfamiliar, as if there was a distance between him and the sky.

Lin Liekai took a step forward, wanting to grab his arm.

But Cheng Yan had already stood up, his thin body was a little shaky, as if he was unsteady due to the night wind blowing in from the window.

He stared blankly at Lin Liekai, opened his mouth, but made no sound.

"I...I want to go back, it's too late." He murmured, he raised his foot and wanted to walk towards the door, but he didn't pay attention to his foot, he was stepping on the pile of broken porcelain.

When I entered the house, I had already changed into slippers. They were soft-soled. Although they wouldn't hurt my feet through the soles, they were enough to feel a burst of tenderness under my feet.

He looked blankly at the broken glass under his feet, and raised his head: "I'm sorry... I didn't hold it firmly."

He shook it hastily, walked around from the other side, and walked towards the entrance.

Lin Liekai became more and more frightened as he watched, and strode to catch up with him, grabbing him: "What's the matter? You're not feeling well? Do you want to go back? Okay, let's go together!"

He stared blankly at Lin Liekai, then at Xiao Ya, as if he had just realized: "I'm sorry... Auntie, I'm a little tired, so I'll take my leave first."

Xiao Ya also noticed something was wrong, and rushed over in a panic: "Really? That's right, it's late at night now, and you must be tired after playing for a long time."

She glanced at her husband hastily, filled with resentment in her heart: Although she didn't know what happened, the broken cup/Cheng Yan's dazed expression was wrong no matter how you looked at it, he must have said something intolerable again!

She quickly took out the sandalwood box and opened it: "Come on, take this with you before you leave. I didn't find any good things here. You and Xiaokai each have one, which is a good sign."

Lin Liekai quickly grabbed the white jade pair, and wanted to hand it to Cheng Yan: "Yeah, this one is the Phoenix card, it's just right for you to hold it!"

Cheng Yan stared blankly, but took a step back.

He lowered his head, looked at the pair of flawless jade plaques in Lin Liekai's hands, but didn't answer them.

After standing there for a while, he seemed to remember something again, lowered his head, took off the jade wrench from his thumb, and placed it gently on the entrance cabinet.

"Auntie, these things... I'd better not take them away." His eyes were dark, a little blank.

He spoke in a very soft voice, his face was pale, and there was no unnecessary expression, but there was something strange about it.

Lin Liekai's heart seemed to be stabbed by something, he turned his head hastily, and stared at his father Lin Jiajun.

He suppressed the raging anger in his heart, gently held Cheng Yan's hand, anxious and gentle: "Thousands of mistakes, all my faults, no matter what he said, don't be angry and sad. Today I I shouldn't be crazy, and I shouldn't take you home."

He hurriedly picked up the car keys on the porch at the door: "Come on, let's go back to the apartment together!"

His hands were held down.Cheng Yan's hand was cold and stiff.

"No, I'll go back by myself...you stay here with your parents." He whispered, looking straight at Lin Liekai, "I need to be alone."

His tone was calm, without any intense emotions, but he did not have the usual soft-spoken appearance. For the first time, all his words were not in a discussion tone.

"No, it's so late, how can you go back alone? I..."

"No, you ask the driver to take me." Cheng Yan said again, gentle but tired, "You don't want to follow."

Lin Liekai looked at him in astonishment, and finally realized vaguely in his heart: This is his unilateral decision, and he is not allowed to bargain or object.

"Yanyan...what's the matter?" His heart was beating fast and flustered, and he held onto Chengyan's hand tightly, unwilling to let go.

There seemed to be a strange feeling in his heart. If he let go now, this person would seem to be gone, and he would never be able to catch him or find him again.

Cheng Yan's eyes were far away and empty, seeing Lin Liekai's panicked expression, his heart ached inexplicably, and he couldn't bear it after all.

"Last night, I forgot to say something to you." He raised his hand, touched Lin Liekai's face very lightly, and smiled with difficulty, "Happy birthday."

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The author has something to say: I'm afraid everyone's heart can't take it, don't worry, let me say first:

Father Lin didn't ask Wu Jing'an to frame Chen Yan with money.

Don't worry, I must be wronged, and the rain must pass, otherwise what would I do if I write 70 million words?