Lin Shu's drowsiness was awakened by this greeting.

Qin Yuchi's voice was a little low. This should have been a polite greeting, but because of the word "Mr. Lin", it seemed like he was flirting.

The word "Mr. Lin" should have a sense of alienation, but when it came out of Qin Yuchi's mouth, it was a little more intimate, as if they were such familiar lovers.

The ears were a little numb, and the numbness began to spread along the pinnae, reaching the heart.

Lin Shu raised his hand to cover one ear, as if this could block Qin Yuchi's voice and maintain his calm mood that should have been like water.

Why is Qin Yuchi here?

The answer was obvious, Lin Shu didn't even have to think about it, it must have been arranged by Bian Xinglan.

Lin Shu ignored Qin Yuchi, and asked Song En, "Which building do I live in?"

Song En was not sure about the relationship between the two, Bian Xinglan only asked him to take good care of Lin Shu, not to make any mistakes, and did not order other things.

"Please come with me." Song En glanced at Qin Yuchi, a little wary.

There is an air conditioner in the airport, and Lin Shu forgot to take off his sweater for a moment. His body was covered with sweat from the heat of Koh Samui, and the sweat stuck to the fabric was uncomfortable.

"Wait, I'll take off the sweater first."

Lin Shu grabbed the hem of the sweater and was about to pull it up, but Song En grabbed his arm.

"Mr. Lin, please let me take it off for you." Song En gave him a strict look, obviously treating him like a child.

What nonsense did Bian Xinglan order?

It's not that he has no hands or feet, and he needs someone to help him take off his clothes?

Lin Shu frowned slightly, and wanted to refuse, but caught Qin Yuchi's gaze from the corner of his eye.

Qin Yuchi must have misunderstood something. Although he still had a smile on his face, there was an imperceptible coldness in his eyes.

This kind of coldness is very indifferent. Others don't know what this look means, but Lin Shu knows it very clearly.

In his previous life, when Qin Yuchi was forced to look at those lewd dandies, even including him, he always gave this look.

Obviously loathing and wanting to alienate, but keeping him because of upbringing, there will only be a trace of undetectable contempt in his eyes.

Just right.

Qin Yuchi misunderstood.

It's best to give up on him from now on, and don't appear in front of him.

Lin Shu loosened his clothes, stretched out his arms towards Song En, and raised his chin slightly, like a boneless young master who loves to order his servants.

Song En took it off carefully, grabbed the cuff and pulled it out gently, for fear of wrinkling the sweater, and even more afraid of touching Lin Shu's skin, which would offend the employer.

The rustling of the fabric is especially prominent at night.

It was just taking off a sweater, but Song En seemed to be doing a sacred thing, and it took nearly a minute to finish.

After taking off the sweater, the heat accumulated on his body dissipated, Lin Shu felt much better, and wanted to roll up the long sleeves of the T-shirt.

Just as he was about to move, Song En interrupted again, "Mr. Lin, please let me do it."

Lin Shu knew that Qin Yuchi was looking at him, his eyes were like ice tips under the eaves, the cold sweat on his body evaporated a lot.

Just let Qin Yuchi treat him as a merciful young master.

That's fine.

This is the effect he wanted.

With an inexplicable pain in his heart, Lin Shu pursed his lips, pulled the corners of his mouth upwards, and said with a faint smile, "Thank you."

Lin Shu's arms were raised low, and Song En was tall, so he could only bend down and roll up Lin Shu's cuffs little by little.

As the sleeves rolled up, the white arms were exposed, and the wrist bones were thin, as if they could be restrained with a light grip, just like in a dream.

This scene is extremely eye-catching.

Qin Yuchi was clearly standing nearby, but felt like an outsider, and his heart was full of jealousy.

As if...he should be the one standing beside Lin Shu and rolling up Lin Shu's sleeves meticulously.

After a while, Song En rolled up his sleeves, stood up and bowed his head and said, "Okay, Mr. Lin, I will take you to the room."

Lin Shu raised his chin, signaling Song En to lead the way.

When the two left, Qin Yuchi followed Lin Shu and walked away without saying a word.

Lin Shu lived not far away, and he could walk there in a few minutes.

Arriving at the central villa with the best view, Song En stopped and pushed open the low wooden fence door, "Mr. Lin, please."

Lin Shu turned sideways, glanced at Qin Yuchi who was following him out of the corner of his eye, and said in a distant voice, "Mr. Qin is following me, does he have something serious to talk to me about?"

The jealousy is even worse, and my heart is burning with panic.

Qin Yuchi wanted to ask who the man next to Lin Shu was.

He even wanted to put aside his upbringing, strangled Lin Shu's wrist like in a dream, and pulled Lin Shu to his room and pressed him on the bed, making Lin Shu unable to move, and could only let out restrained and emotional sobs.

But in reality, Qin Yuchi would not do this.

The dogma he received at home made him just grit his teeth and let the fire in his heart burn.

When the anger in his heart subsided, Qin Yuchi smiled and explained in a gentle tone, "Mr. Lin, I didn't follow you. I just live here with the crew director."

In the night light, Lin Shu's pupils were very dark, with a sense of indifference and oppression, looking at him as if he was looking at a starlet who wanted to sell himself for glory.

Qin Yuchi met those alienated eyes, looked at each other for a moment, then looked away, turned sideways, and walked silently to his house.

And when Qin Yuchi was leaving, Lin Shu also turned his head and looked down at the ground, wondering what he was thinking.

There are few customers in the first district, and there are only a few villas developed.

The air in Koh Samui at night is a bit stuffy. Song En should feel hot, but because of the cloudy conversation between the two people, he is at a loss and feels a lot cooler.

"Yuchi? Why are you still outside? Didn't I tell you to come back earlier to rest?" A shout broke the weird atmosphere.

Liu Qing approached with his assistant and found Lin Shu.

He didn't know this person, but he also knew that the central villa would only be reserved for specific people, and the guests who stayed there were either rich or noble, even if Qin Yuchi and Bian Xinglan had a close relationship, they were not eligible to stay.

"Yuchi, this is...?" Liu Qing asked tentatively.

Lin Shu raised his eyes and explained coldly, "Bian Xinglan's friend, Lin Shu."

Of course Liu Qing knew Bian Xinglan, and the food, lodging and transportation in Ko Samui Island was arranged by Bian Xinglan, who was almost the main financial support of the crew.

"So you are Mr. Lin Shu!" Liu Qing rolled his eyes, his face showing exaggerated admiration, "I often hear Yuchi mentioning you, and I have admired you for a long time!"

Hearing this, Qin Yuchi frowned slightly, because he had never mentioned Lin Shu in front of Liu Qing, let alone why Liu Qing said that.

But Lin Shu glanced at Qin Yuchi lightly, ignored Liu Qing's greetings, walked straight through the small garden supporting the detached house, opened the door and then closed it heavily.

Song En wanted to follow her into the house and take care of her employer to wash and go to sleep, but Lin Shu closed the door too fast, and Song En was blocked from the door, holding Lin Shu's sweater in his hand.

Liu Qing was a little embarrassed, realizing that he had said something unnecessary, "Yuchi..."

"Good night, Director Liu." Qin Yuchi left a cold greeting and opened the door to enter the house.

Boom——!

The successive slamming of doors was extremely loud at night.

Eyes met, the atmosphere was weird, Liu Qing smiled awkwardly at Song En, and quickly evacuated the place with his assistant.

Liu Qing's residence is on the edge of District 1, and the journey takes about ten minutes.

"Director Liu, Brother Qin probably doesn't know Mr. Lin. Why did you say that he kept mentioning Mr. Lin Shu just now?" the director's assistant asked suspiciously.

Liu Qing tutted lightly, "What do you know? Mr. Lin is obviously Yuchi's boyfriend, and it was just a quarrel."

Boy friend?

The assistant's eyes widened, not understanding Liu Qing's reason for saying this, "Brother Qin has a boyfriend? Doesn't it..."

Liu Qing tapped the assistant's head, "You're still young and don't understand, but you'll understand after watching too much. There is definitely something tricky between these two people, either they have nothing to do with romance, or they are deeply in love."

Isn't it just trading flesh and blood or falling in love, what do you do with such a literary work?

The director's assistant pursed his lips, slowed down a little, lowered his head and secretly took out his mobile phone, and opened the assistant group temporarily built by the crew.

"Assistant Director Liu: Friends! I just found out a big gossip, do you want to hear it?!"

It was clear that it was time to travel to relax, but Lin Shu sent Song En away the next day, telling people to go back to rest and not guard him outside the house.

Song En is very rigid and has to guard every step of the way.

Lin Shu had no choice but to call Bian Xinglan, scolded Bian Xinglan in a cold voice, and then Song En left.

The central villa has a good view.

Lin Shu stepped onto the terrace, overlooking Tyrande Bay and several nearby small islands.

Lin Shu put on his sunglasses, turned on the camera of his mobile phone, and used the bay as the background. He smiled and clicked on the camera to take dozens of photos. After sending the photos to Gao Jingge, he let go.

Leaning against the railing for a long time, Lin Shu heaved a long sigh, turned around and closed all the curtains in the room, and went to the big bedroom to lie down.

The projector in this house is placed in the bedroom.

Lin Shu turned on the projector, and the voice of artificial intelligence sounded, "Mr. Lin Shu, what help do you need?"

"Search for Qin Yuchi..." Lin Shu suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking.

That person was clearly next door to him, yet he hid here to watch that person's movie.

Lin Shu laughed, thinking the scene was funny, and the one that was even more funny was actually himself.

He tried watching movies starring other people.

But watching and watching, he would unconsciously think, what effect would this scene have if Qin Yuchi played it?

He will compare, he will imagine, and finally feel boring, and then continue to watch Qin Yuchi's movie.

"I have found 164 movies of Qin Yuchi for you." The voice of artificial intelligence interrupted Lin Shu's absence.

never mind.

Lin Shu snorted lightly, anyway, that's what he's been doing all his life, but it's not a big crime to watch Qin Yuchi's movie secretly.

"Play "Small Island Boys"."

"Okay, "Small Island Boys" has been loaded for you."

"Small Island Boys" is Qin Yuchi's first starring role in the movie. When the movie came out that year, it was quickly nominated for the Three Gold Newcomer Awards.

Although Qin Yuchi didn't win the Newcomer Award, he officially started his starring career on the big screen.

Lin Shu likes this movie very much, because it records how full of vitality the 18-year-old Qin Yuchi is.

The young man floated in the waves, drifting with the waves, like a mermaid with a high-spirited look, his wheat-colored skin glowed in the morning sun.

Hearty laughter sounded, with the unique youthfulness of a teenager.

Lin Shu also smiled unconsciously, and tilted his head with Qin Yuchi in the movie.

Ding

When the film was showing to the climax of the story, the phone suddenly rang a voice call.

The movie viewing was interrupted, and Lin Shu felt irritable. He touched the phone in the corner of the bed and wanted to turn it off immediately.

"Brother Lin! Are you at home?" Lin Shu obviously didn't connect to the voice, but the voice came from outside the house.

Qin Ximo?!

Lin Shu looked down and saw Qin Ximo's call on the screen.

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