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"You won't go home on New Year's Eve?"
The corridor of the old northern community was dark and cold. Nine-year-old Chi Ye curled up and raised his head. The man in front of him was tall and handsome, with broad shoulders and long legs.
"..." Chi Ye's eyes were dark and emotionless.
Lu Wenyu stopped asking questions, turned around and went home to get a box of hot dumplings: "Eat it, go to bed early after eating."
Chi Ye stared down at the dumplings in his hands and whispered, "... What should I do if I don't have a place to sleep?"
Lu Wenyu glanced at the obvious cervical vertebra that was protruding from the back of the neck when the child lowered his head. After a while, he knelt down and looked at the child at eye level. A gentle chuckle escaped from his throat: "Do you dare to sleep in a stranger's house?"
So, Lu Wenyu returned home with the child in his arms.
*
They only got along for a month, and they were separated for ten years, but Chi Ye could not forget Lu Wenyu.
Meeting again at the police station, Chi Ye thought about the scene day and night, but it happened in such an embarrassing way that he could not avoid it.
Later, Lu Wenyu came to Chi Ye's home, a basement of only ten square meters, cramped and dark.
Chi Ye coughed lightly and glanced at Lu Wenyu who was standing at the door. Lu Wenyu happened to turn his head. The moment the two looked at each other, Chi Ye jumped like thunder and his ears burned. He didn't know whether it was because of shame due to financial constraints or shyness because of liking.
"Chi Ye," Lu Wenyu spoke to him with a rare serious tone and a complicated expression, "come home with me."
"I..."
"It's not asking, it's not pity." Lu Wenyu used his warm and broad palm to hold Chi Ye's cold hand tightly.
Chi Ye longed to be closer to Lu Wenyu. He wanted to get Lu Wenyu. If it didn't work for one year, it would take ten years. If it didn't work for ten years, it would take a lifetime.
*
At first, Lu Wenyu thought Chi Ye was a very strange child, which made him confused.
Chi Ye never dared to look at him or have any physical contact, maintaining a distant and polite attitude.
But he is very good at taking care of others. Lu Wenyu is a person who works carefully and lives a confused life. Since Chi Ye moved in, Lu Wenyu has truly felt the weight of the word "life".
The lighted living room when I go home in the evening, the hot meals on the dining table, the sunlight shining on the freshly washed clothes on weekend mornings...
Lu Wenyu didn't know when he started to be greedy for all this.
And Chi Ye's sense of story aroused Lu Wenyu's curiosity all the time.
For this reason, Lu Wenyu secretly observed Chi Ye for a day.
Chi Ye, who was still wearing pure cotton white half-sleeves and frying eggs for himself in the morning, changed in the afternoon and changed into a ripped old man's shirt. The tight muscles of his arms were clearly visible. He leaned over and tattooed the guests with a cold face.
No matter how the guests howl, he only has two words: "Quiet."
Lu Wenyu was uncontrollably attracted to Chi Ye, abandoning the rationality and appropriateness of the previous thirty years, and fell deeper and deeper into the trap.
The old house was on fire and it was out of control.
I thought I was the first to have dirty thoughts that I shouldn't have, but it seems... Quite the opposite.
*
Chi Ye looked at Lu Wenyu's handsome face through the dim light of the bedroom, and said in a hoarse voice: "Lu Wenyu..."
"Does it hurt?" Lu Wenyu paused when he saw that he was crying hard.
"It doesn't hurt, don't stop." Chi Ye couldn't hold back his tears. Ten years of secret love was too bitter, and dreams coming true were too sweet. He didn't want Lu Wenyu to go out.
Lu Wenyu was amused by him. He leaned down and kissed her gently, comforting the insecure puppy: "You are crying, how can I bear to continue."
[Secret love comes true, redemption and healing, old husband and young wife, age difference of 12]
[Teaching a puppy to love himself with gentleness and strength, the professor and lawyer attack and twist and restraint, contrasting with the cute puppy, the tattoo artist accepts it]
————Pre-collection dividing line————
When Lin He returned to the Lin family, at the age of eighteen, he finally ended his bruised gangster life.
The young master who used to be touched and cherished in the palm of his hand suddenly became illiterate, spoke dirty, ate so fast that it seemed like he had no next meal, and always asked "how much" before doing anything.
The harsh words of discipline cannot be uttered. His parents are doting on him, his brothers and sisters are spoiling him, and Lin He is almost treated like a three-year-old child.
Until a certain banquet, Lin He, who had never tasted good wine, got drunk and was blocked by several second-generation ancestors of the noble circle.
Lin He was dizzy, and the irritability that had been lingering for a long time suddenly surged up, so he drunkenly raised his hands: "Get out..."
"Crack!"
After slapping the wrong person, Lin He slapped Zhao Lin, the leader of the Zhao family, firmly on the face.
There was dead silence.
Among the people, Zhao Lin was cold, fierce, ruthless, and his strong family background and strength made everyone stay away from him, but they had to cling to him to please him.
The second generation ancestor was shocked and stunned, gloating about Lin He's misfortune, waiting for Lin He to be scolded.
Even Lin He himself was confused. He was half drunk and opened his mouth at a loss: "I, I..."
The man tilted his head, and a red mark quickly appeared on half of his face. The wine dripped down his jawline and fell into the black suit, spreading into a small area of dark color.
Zhao Lin hasn't been so embarrassed in decades.
Just when people thought he was going to get angry, the next second, Zhao Lin raised his hand and wiped the wine stains on the side of his face with his fingertips, with a helpless and doting smile on his lips and a low voice:
"Does your hand hurt?"
*
The next day, before Lin He woke up, he packed up and sent the quilt to Zhao's house.
Lin He held a chicken coop on his head and looked at Zhao Lin in a suit and leather shoes with blank eyes: "... Huh?"
"I will take care of you for some time to come."
It's said to be taking care of, but actually it's just to care.
Swearing must be banned, gambling cards must be changed, and homework must be made up.
What Lin He was most frustrated about was literacy.
He lay on the table and laid it out: "I'm really illiterate, can you please stop torturing me?"
Zhao Lin turned a page of the book without raising his head: "Illiterates also have to eat."
"..."
"Read the menu first."
Lin He was furious: "I lived a good life before!"
Zhao Lin finally looked at him, was silent for a while, and said, "Is it really okay? Then why are there so many injuries?"
*
In the past, Zhao Lin was not as aggressive as he is now. His high-spirited, innocent and naive youth all ended on the day Lin He was abducted.
After thirteen years, Lin He finally came back.
He devoted everything he had to teaching him to read, teach him to grow up, and teach him what he really likes.
Lin He, who had his butt wiped several times by Zhao Lin, couldn't help but call him: "Uncle."
"Yeah."
"Why are you so nice to me? No matter how big a mistake I make, you don't scold me or hit me."
Zhao Lin looked at him for a long time.
"Good boy, those who have lost and found something should be more gentle."
Concept: Love is support and distress
