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    Lin Shu didn't spend New Year's Eve alone.

    Mi Cheng's parents proposed to visit his home, hoping to communicate and understand him further, and to personally check on his beloved son.

    When Bian Xinglan heard the news, he couldn't sit still for the first time, and clamored to come to S City to be Lin Shu's "parent" and meet his prospective in-laws.

    Lin Shu rubbed the center of his eyebrows and told Bian Xinglan not to make trouble, or he would give him a beating, which made Bian Xinglan reluctant to give up.

    Bian Xinglan has no sense of proportion since he was a child, and he likes to join in the fun of everything. Lin Shu has to threaten Bian Xinglan with "beating violently" every time, so that Bian Xinglan will stop.

    He and Bian Xinglan officially met when they were 12 years old.

    At that time, he was already a thorn in the head, the big bully in the school, who called the wind and the rain, and everyone had to listen to him.

    There are many children from aristocratic families in the private school, and there are many hearts. The big bully often walks by the river, and there are always mistakes.

    And when he was besieged by the second overlord Xie Qijun and blocked in a corner, his little follower, Bian Xinglan, was the only one who jumped out to stop him.

    The ending is obvious.

    He and Bian Xinglan were beaten together, but of course Xie Qijun was not pleased, his face and eyes were swollen with his fists.

    At that time, he didn't care about little people like Bian Xinglan at all, and he was ready to leave after the fight.

    But Bian Xinglan handed over the nomination certificate, took his hand and said, "You are better than him, I want to follow you, and want to have a better life."

    He listened and thought it was funny, and said with a sneer: "If you say this sentence to others, you should delete the last two sentences and change it to 'I adore you', you know?"

    Bian Xinglan nodded simply, and as he grew older, he became more mellow and romantic.

    Talking about people when seeing people, talking nonsense when seeing ghosts, sweet mouth coaxing the elders to be extremely happy, Bian Xinglan finally downplayed the label of illegitimate child, and became the "Second Young Master Bian" respected by everyone.

    But when dealing with him, Bian Xinglan would be like a mean cat, who had to stretch out his paws to provoke him, until he threatened him coldly, Bian Xinglan would laugh and stop.

    Lin Shu's friendship with others is only based on ability, not blood, and he thinks that the eldest son is mostly useless, such as Xie Qijun.

    I don't know what happened to Xie Qijun and Lin Gang after he took over his shares?

    Who cares, he will lose everything in the end anyway.

    jingle

    The doorbell rang.

    Lin Shu yawned, got up from the bed, put on cotton mop and walked downstairs.

    "Lin Shu, come down quickly, Mr. Mi's family has arrived at the door." Gao Jingge shouted from the living room.

    Bian Xinglan will not play the role of "parent", so Gao Jingge will naturally play this role.

    The smell of food permeated the room, and the customized dishes from the private restaurant had already been set on the dining table.

    Lin Shu straightened his hair, smoothed his hair, and opened the door with a smile on his face, "Mr. Mi, Mrs. Mi."

    "Mr. Lin, we meet again." Mrs. Mi was still enthusiastic, holding a luxurious gift bag in her right hand, her eyes were smiling.

    Mr. Mi was very calm. He nodded to Lin Shu to say hello, and then stopped talking.

    "Brother..." Mi Cheng was more restrained than the last time we met, hiding behind his parents, sticking out his head, dodging his eyes, and his voice was very low.

    Seemingly dissatisfied with his son's performance, Mr. Mi frowned slightly.

    The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

    Gao Jingge took the initiative to step forward, took the gift from Mrs. Mi, invited them into the room, and sat down at the dining table.

    Mi Cheng was arranged to sit beside Lin Shu, with her head lowered, moving her chopsticks slowly.

    The dinner table was full of chatting and joking. Most of the time, it was Mrs. Mi who was speaking in the warm-up session, and Gao Jingge answered the conversation.

    The "parents" of the two parties talked very happily, but the parties did not communicate much.

    Lin Shu didn't know what happened to Mi Cheng, the day before yesterday when we were chatting, it was fine, but yesterday there was no news, and when we met again, it was like this.

    Lin Shu peeked at Mi Cheng's expression, Mi Cheng was obviously absent-minded, even a little guilty.

    Christmas is only six days away.

    Could it be that in just a few days, Mi Cheng and that little boy had a connection?!

    Lin Shu raised his eyebrows, deliberately put down his chopsticks, put his right hand on the table, and moved it quietly to Mi Cheng's hand.

    Sure enough, when his fingertips touched Mi Cheng's hand, Mi Cheng lowered her head, calmly retracted her left hand, avoiding his touch.

    The speed of young people is really fast...

    Lin Shu sighed in his heart, stopped teasing Mi Cheng, withdrew his hand, and continued to eat quietly.

    "Mr. Lin, my orange is immature, so I have to trouble you to take care of him." Without knowing what they were talking about, Mrs. Mi suddenly spoke to Lin Shu.

    "Of course," Lin Shu glanced at Mi Cheng, and said tactfully, "But Cheng Zi is an adult, he has his own ideas."

    "What can he think?" Mrs. Mi smiled and waved her hands. "His father and I are worried every day, what will he do in the future? He is so old, and he doesn't know what he wants to do."

    A few or two sentences revealed that Mi Cheng's parents were too protective.

    Lin Shu didn't refute, just smiled according to Madam Mi's wishes, and continued to eat.

    After a meal, Gao Jingge and Mrs. Mi repeated polite greetings and flattered each other, which made Lin Shu's ears tired and his heart tired.

    Fortunately, Gao Jingge was called to help.

    If he was left to face it alone, he would definitely be so exhausted that he would not recover well after lying down and resting for a few days.

    I will never go on a blind date again.

    After eight minutes full, Lin Shu let out a silent breath, stood up and said, "Talk slowly, I'll..."

    In the middle of speaking, Lin Shu lowered his gaze, caught Mi Cheng's uncomfortable expression, and changed his words: "Madam Mi, can I take Chengzi out for a walk?"

    "Yes." Seeing Lin Shu taking the initiative, Mrs. Mi was very happy, "Chengzi, you and Mr. Lin can go out to play. Mom will pick you up later."

    Mi Cheng lowered his head and said nothing, as if he was in a bit of a dilemma, Lin Shu directly grabbed Mi Cheng's clothes and lifted him up.

    "Go out and talk." Lin Shu whispered in Mi Cheng's ear.

    Mi Cheng was stunned for a moment, then finally turned around and followed Lin Shu out the door.

    It was getting late, and the setting sun just fell on the sea level, emitting a warm orange light.

    The small convertible did not take the cross-sea bridge this time, but took a long detour, drove on the low-speed highway, and opened the roof to blow the sea breeze.

    The warm sea breeze blows away Lin Shu's boredom.

    "You and..." Lin Shu couldn't remember the name of the elementary school boy, "Is that classmate together?"

    Mi Cheng stared wide-eyed, looked directly at Lin Shu for the first time today, and denied, "I didn't!"

    No?

    Lin Shu didn't believe it, so he teased Mi Cheng and said, "Then why didn't you chat with me yesterday? Couldn't it be 'transfer love' and have a 'new love'?"

    "No...he confessed to me, and I haven't agreed yet!" Mi Cheng couldn't hold back the teasing, and quickly confessed with a blushing face.

    "I haven't agreed yet," Lin Shu asked meaningfully, "So will I agree in the future?"

    There was silence in the ears for a moment, only the sound of the wind, and then a soft "Brother Lin, I'm sorry".

    "You don't have to apologize," Lin Shu shook his head with a smile, and confessed, "We're different in size. I like tall people who are 1.9 meters tall, preferably with wide shoulders and narrow waist, low body fat percentage, and a waist-to-hip ratio smaller than..."

    In the middle of speaking, Lin Shu fell silent, belatedly realizing that he was talking about that person.

    The little interest in teasing Mi Cheng just now disappeared, and the corners of his mouth slowly drooped, and he didn't even have the strength to hook upwards.

    He was like a briefly-burned candle, just ignited, then extinguished by ice water, and thrown into the ice cellar, his hands and feet were cold.

    "Really? Brother Lin, you too...?" Mi Cheng was a little shy and asked in a low voice.

    Lin Shu nodded, and there was no abnormality on his face, only his eyes darkened a little.

    "Great!" Mi Cheng returned to his original relaxed appearance, like a chatterbox, "Brother Lin, let me tell you, he..."

    Lin Shu fixed his eyes on the front, his mind was empty, and he numbly drove along the road signs. When he saw the speed limit sign, he released the gas pedal, and when the speed limit was released, he stepped down mechanically.

    Her ears seemed to be submerged in water, Lin Shu gradually couldn't hear what Mi Cheng was saying, her soul left her body, and the higher she floated, the more numb she became.

    "Brother Lin, Brother Lin! What's the matter with you?"

    Until Mi Cheng yelled, Lin Shu Gaofei's soul was like a balloon, squeezed by the high air and burst, and the broken rubber scattered on the ground, he slowly regained his senses.

    About to drive into the busy city, Lin Shu forced a smile, "It's okay, where do you want to go? I'll take you there."

    Mi Cheng thought about it for half a minute, but he didn't know where to go, so Lin Shu asked again, "In City S, are there any places you haven't been to?"

    "Hmm... a nightclub?" Mi Cheng asked tentatively in a low voice.

    The good boy actually wants to go to a nightclub?

    Lin Shu was a little surprised, "Do you really want to go?"

    Mi Cheng smiled and nodded a few times, like a chicken pecking at rice.

    "Okay, you can go to a nightclub. Don't drink wine given by others, only unopened wine, remember?" Lin Shu turned on the car navigation and chose a fairly high-end nightclub.

    "Remember!" Mi Cheng raised his hands, stomped his feet, and screamed excitedly.

    There was a lot of traffic on New Year's Eve, and it was already dark when the two arrived at the nightclub.

    This nightclub has a minimum consumption, Lin Shu got a card, full of value, and brought Mi Cheng into the nightclub.

    Compared with the dissolute small bars in Koh Samui, the nightclubs in S City are much more serious. There are no performances by cat boys, only rock bands to create an atmosphere.

    There were a lot of people on the dance floor, and it was crowded.

    The bass's voice was so loud that Lin Shu leaned down and asked loudly, "The box, the bar, or the dance floor?"

    "Go to the bar!" Although Mi Cheng was excited, his cheeks were flushed, but after all, it was his first time at a nightclub, so he was still a little cautious and didn't dare to squeeze on the dance floor.

    Lin Shu grabbed Mi Cheng's collar like he was catching a chick, squeezed through the swaying crowd, and reached the bar with difficulty.

    There are few people at the bar, far away from the stage, and the surrounding area is much cleaner, so there is no need to shout loudly.

    "What do you two want to drink?" The bartender was a middle-aged man, about thirty-five, wearing suspenders and leather pants, with full makeup and red lips.

    Lin Shu had seen many of them in the past, so he was not surprised.

    Mi Cheng's eyes widened, and he stuttered nervously when he was approached, "I, I don't know, I will drink whatever brother Lin drinks."

    "Two bottles..." Lin Shu wanted beer, but felt it was inappropriate, so he changed his mind, "Two unopened bottles of sweet wine."

    Who would come to a nightclub to drink sweet wine?

    The bartender was stunned for a moment, but before he could react, he asked instead, "Sweet wine?"

    "Is there no sweet wine here?" Lin Shu asked.

    "Yes, there is, wait a moment."

    The bartender lowered his body, took out two bottles of dusty liqueur rice dew from under the bar, wiped the bottles with a towel, and put them in front of the two of them.

    Lin Shu unscrewed the bottle cap and poured the rum into an empty glass, "If you're drunk, I won't be able to explain to your mother."

    Mi Cheng took the wine glass, took a sip as if drinking, and let out a long sad sigh, "Hey, brother Lin, I'm really irritable!"

    "What?" Lin Shu asked.

    "I'm an adult, but I still can't do anything. I can't go home after ten o'clock in the evening, and I have to report to my mother wherever I go." Mi Cheng complained with a wrinkled face.

    "Your mother is also worried about you." Lin Shu propped his face with one hand, and squeezed Mi Cheng's bulging face with the other hand, "You look so cute, how dangerous it is to wander outside alone at night."

    Mi Cheng snorted dissatisfiedly, directly lifted the liqueur bottle, put it in his mouth, and drank it with a grunt.

    This drink has zero alcohol content, but Mi Cheng seems to be drinking to get drunk.

    Lin Shu couldn't help smiling, and asked, "After you and that little classmate are together, do you want to tell your mother directly, or let me continue to cover for you?"

    Hearing this, Mi Cheng's excitement about coming to the nightclub was drained, his eyes were full of timidity, he couldn't speak, he didn't want to bother Lin Shu, and he didn't want to tell his parents about his relationship, he wanted to escape.

    Isn't it just a choice, why are you so afraid?

    Lin Shu sighed, and patted Mi Cheng's head, "Chengzi, do you know why your mother is in such a hurry to find you a marriage partner? She also specifically asked her to be calm and gentle, older than you."

    Mi Cheng was stunned, as if he knew the answer, but he didn't want to say it.

    Lin Shu said mercilessly: "Because in her eyes, you not only have not grown up now, but you will not grow up in the next ten or twenty years. You must be pampered by a gentle person in order to survive, just like the dodder."Like a silk flower."

    After hearing Lin Shu's words, Mi Cheng lowered his head, like a child who made a mistake, a little pitiful.

    My heart goes soft.

    Lin Shu sighed, and his tone was unprecedentedly gentle, "If you want to be with that person, you must first plan your own life, and let your mother know that you can grow up and be an adult, so she can rest assured that you can fall in love freely."

    "What you want, you have to fight for it yourself, instead of waiting for others to give you alms."

    After saying this, Lin Shu was stunned for a moment, then added absentmindedly, "But don't try to grab it, what's yours is yours, and what isn't yours can't be forced."

    Mi Cheng seemed to understand, but nodded in a daze.

    Thinking that Mi Cheng understood, Lin Shu pointed to the door of the nightclub, "Go and find your classmates. You should spend New Year's Eve with the people you like, not wasting time with me."

    "But mom will..." Mi Cheng subconsciously wanted to say that she would be discovered, but suddenly met Lin Shu's beautiful eyes.

    "Mi Cheng, do you want to be a dodder flower, or to be yourself?" Lin Shu said firmly, "There are still two hours before ten o'clock."

    Heart pounding.

    Courage to break free soars.

    Mi Cheng tightened her fingers, her breathing became short of emotion, and finally mustered up her courage, "Brother Lin, thank you, see you next time!"

    Lin Shu nodded and watched Mi Cheng run away until his back disappeared at the gate.

    As soon as Mi Cheng left, Lin Shu was immediately discouraged, pushed away the liqueur bottle in front of him, and lay down on the bar counter.

    From the moment he unconsciously mentioned that person, he lost his strength, like an inelastic rope, getting tighter and tighter.

    But now, he had reached his limit, and if he tried harder, he would be broken and shattered into two halves.

    The bartender was very winking, and came over at the right time, added ice to Lin Shu's glass, half a glass of whiskey, "Sir, what's your name?"

    Lin Shu raised his eyes, his eyes were cold, he ignored the bartender, picked up the glass and poured the wine into his mouth.

    There was no drop of whiskey left in the glass, the bartender added more wine to the glass, and Lin Shu continued to pour, and the cycle repeated.

    I don't know how many glasses of wine I've drank, but Lin Shu didn't stop until the alcohol was on his body and his body was slightly drunk.

    The bartender was standing, seeing that Lin Shu had stopped drinking, he immediately dragged the high stool over and sat in front of Lin Shu, holding his face in his hands, like an audience watching a theater.

    "What are you doing?" Lin Shu asked warily.

    The bartender blinked, and the sequined false eyelashes fluttered, "Don't you need therapy? Most of the customers who get drunk at my place need me to enlighten them."

    enlighten......

    Where does he need guidance?

    Lin Shu knew exactly where his problem was, and knew even more that the problem was unsolvable, because he had already chosen to let go.

    "Sir, tell me, maybe you can relieve a little pain by listening to my advice~" The bartender gave him a wink, but it wasn't ugly, but it was a bit out of harmony.

    People are always afraid to be honest with relatives and friends they know well, including Lin Shu himself.

    Facing Gao Jingge, he might not be able to speak, but now facing a stranger, Lin Shu is inexplicably willing to speak.

    Lin Shu pursed his lips, and after a moment of silence, he finally said, "If...you love someone so much that you won't forget them even if you die once, what would you do?"

    The bartender pouted, "Then stay with him."

    together?

    How can it be so simple?

    Lin Shu snorted slightly, and was about to laugh at himself. How could he expect a stranger to give him an answer, but the bartender changed his words, "You think I will say that? I lied to you~"

    "You love him very much, and you will never forget him for the rest of your life, but you are destined not to be together, that's why you suffer, right?" the bartender asked with raised eyebrows.

    Lin Shu nodded.

    "That's easy," the bartender spread out his hands, "You can find someone who looks like him to take care of you, and treat the substitute as him, wouldn't it be fine? As long as you can fool yourself, you don't have to suffer any more. The person you take care ofAnd getting paid, which is a beautiful thing.”

    Qin Yuchi's substitute?

    How could anyone in this world be Qin Yuchi's stand-in?

    Lin Shu thought about it, and felt that this was a temporary solution, not a root cause, and it was just a game of self-deception.

    "Pour the wine." Lin Shu flipped over the Byakugan and said to the bartender.

    The bartender sat still, his eyes drifted to other places, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

    Lin Shu clicked his tongue irritably, knocked on the bar table, and urged, "Pour the wine!"

    "Hiss..." the bartender withdrew his gaze and asked tentatively, "Is the person you love the type of Qin Yuchi?"

    How could this person know?!

    Lin Shu frowned, subconsciously raised his vigilance.

    Seeing Lin Shu's vigilance, the bartender smiled knowingly, "Oh, out of ten zeros, the ideal type for nine zeros is Qin Yuchi, it's normal for gay circles."

    Mood ups and downs.

    Lin Shu deeply felt that he had been tricked, and that he was being swayed by a bartender's words, how stupid!

    "Check out." Lin Shu said in a cold voice.

    "Hey, don't go, sir," the bartender pointed to the right, with a mysterious tone, "Turn around and have a look, does that person look like Qin Yuchi?"

    Lin Shu flipped over to Byakugan, thinking that the bartender was playing tricks on him, so he turned his head rebelliously to the left, but didn't look at it.

    "Hello, sir." A tall figure came closer and closer, and finally stopped beside Lin Shu.

    The bartender half covered his mouth and reminded in a low voice, "Look quickly, it really looks alike!"

    Lin Shu clicked his tongue impatiently, and turned his head, just in time to meet the eyes of the person coming up.

    The bartender was not quite right.

    The person who came here looked a bit like Qin Yuchi, not only in face, but also in figure, but Lin Shu was not blind, so he was able to quickly pick out countless places that were not like him.

    "Sir, I would like to treat you to a glass of wine, may I?" Sheng Jing asked with a smile.

    "Hurry up and agree. If you don't try it, how will you know if the pain will be relieved? It would be nice to be paralyzed temporarily!" the bartender urged.

    temporarily paralyzed...

    Lin Shu stared at the broad shoulders and narrow waist of the visitor, and said in a daze, "Turn around first."

    Sheng Jing was puzzled, but still did as he did and turned around.

    Sure enough, it wasn't his face that most resembled Qin Yuchi's, but his back, which could be said to be almost the same.

    Heartbeat quickens.

    Lin Shu held his breath and let his eyes stay on the back.

    Maybe it was because of the alcohol, or maybe because of the purple light in the nightclub, he seemed to have really deceived himself, taking that back view as Qin Yuchi's.

    After a while, Lin Shu withdrew his gaze and stared at the remaining liquor in the glass, "Sit down, what do you want to buy me?"

    The author has something to say:

    Qin Yuchi: Dangerous!

    Oh my god, I'm working overtime today, sorry for being late!

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