The person who came sat down, and the strong fragrance wafted over, a little sweet and greasy, and it made my head dizzy after a short smell, like the fragrance of the women's 'Morning Afterwards' perfume.

The smell made Lin Shu very uncomfortable.

Lin Shu frowned unconsciously, breathed lightly, tried to inhale as little fragrance as possible, and asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Sheng Jing. Sir, what would you like to drink?" Sheng Jing asked.

In the past, no one dared to strike up a conversation with Lin Shu. Most people would only greet him respectfully when they saw him, and if they stayed away from him, they would not dare to show them even if they had crooked thoughts.

A few courageous ones dared to come forward, and the former him would ask, "What is your purpose? What do you want from me?"

But now he can't ask.

Because he has understood now that not everyone is interested in him, this sentence cannot be said to strangers casually, although it is in a painful way.

The bartender glanced at the two gossipingly, pulled out a cocktail list from the counter, and put it in front of the two.

Lin Shu glanced at the wine list, then squinted at Sheng Jing, feeling really awkward and didn't know what to say.

"Speak up," the bartender winked at Lin Shu, "Didn't you teach the little boy just now that 'whatever you want, you have to go for it yourself', why are you dumb now?"

Lin Shu coughed lightly, then turned his head, looked directly at Sheng Jing, and said slowly, "You...you look like a person."

"Like Qin Yuchi?" Sheng Jing said with a smile, "Many people have said so. But I'm a few centimeters shorter than him, and I'm not as good-looking as him. I'm just an ordinary amateur."

It was indeed not as good-looking as Qin Yuchi.

After Lin Shu said a word, he stopped talking, like a shriveled snail that had to be prodded before continuing.

The bartender clicked his tongue twice and sighed. He chose some wine and ice cubes and put them into the shaker glass. He shook the drink and watched the play leisurely.

The atmosphere is a bit cold.

After a while, Sheng Jing hesitated and asked, "Are you...Mr. Lin Shu?"

Lin Shu's eyes froze, a little wary, "How do you know who I am?"

"Mr. Lin, I've seen your photo. My ex-boyfriend is a friend of Boss Bian." Sheng Jing bent his eyes, and his voice approached softly.

Hearing this, most of the awkwardness in Lin Shu's heart was reduced, and he finally began to face up to the grand scene.

Sheng Jing wore a Patek Philippe on his left wrist, and the tie and leather shoes could not be identified as high-end brands, perhaps they were miscellaneous brands.

Lin Shu also recognized the rivet leather girdle on Sheng Jing's shirt, it was Vivienne's favorite that he bought for Qin Yuchi in the past.

Lin Shu looked into Shang Sheng Jing's eyes carefully for a moment, and soon saw the desire for money in those eyes.

Ex-boyfriend......

Lin Shu sneered, how could Bian Xinglan's idiot friend fall in love?Raising a lover is almost the same.

After being decadent at home for a long time, he almost forgot who he was, and also almost forgot that in this world, besides Qin Yuchi, many people had plans for him.

Too.

This is a high-end nightclub, and there are many people like this who come to find money owners, one-night stands, or fairy dances.

The beating heart gradually quieted down, sinking into the familiar dead silence without waves.

The liquor was trembling slightly due to the sound of the bass, Lin Shu stared at the shaking liquor, his eyes were slightly absent-minded, "How old are you?"

"24." Sheng Jing replied.

"Are you at school, or are you working?"

"studying master."

Lin Shu nodded slowly, picked up the glass, drank the whiskey in one gulp, turned his head and asked coldly, "What do you want?"

"Mr. Lin, I'm not..." Sheng Jing subconsciously wanted to defend himself, but Lin Shu stared at him closely.

Lin Shu's eyes were bottomless and dark, which made Sheng Jing feel timid.

The deposit in the card is in jeopardy, and this month's credit card has not yet been paid.

Tonight, Sheng Jing wanted to come to the nightclub to find a one-night stand, and it would be best to find a financial backer, but he didn't expect to see Lin Shu here.

The ex-boyfriend was a pimp, and Sheng Jing had seen a photo of Bian Xinglan and Lin Shu together on his phone.

At that time, he still teased that Lin Shu was so beautiful, maybe he was Bian Xinglan's pet lover, but his ex-boyfriend covered his mouth and told him not to say anything disrespectful.

I thought Lin Shu was already drunk and out of his mind, that's why Sheng Jing dared to strike up a conversation.

Unexpectedly, Lin Shu looked drowsy, but his spirit was sharp, his gaze was as sharp as ice, and it sent chills down his spine.

Sheng Jing swallowed nervously, and wanted to stand up and leave, but he heard Lin Shu say, "I will give you money, cars, shoes and watches, no matter how much you want, but you have to work hard."

labor?

These rich people have a dignified appearance, and they say it's labor, maybe it's something terrible.

But he had to pay the credit card bill the day after tomorrow, Sheng Jing had no choice but to suppress the idea of leaving.

"What labor?" Sheng Jing was a little nervous.

Lin Shu stared straight at him, "If you want to play a good person, you have to do what I tell you to do, understand?"

play a person?that is it?

Sheng Jing suspected that his ears had made a mistake, and was about to ask him who he wanted to play, but suddenly remembered that Qin Yuchi was an artist of Nan Ying, and that Nan Ying's big boss was Bian Xinglan.

Rich people actually like Qin Yuchi?!

Thoughts turned several corners.

Sheng Jing kept quiet and didn't answer, Lin Shu said again: "I won't have any sex with you, you can rest assured about that."

There is such a good thing?

Fearing that Lin Shu was lying to him, Sheng Jing touched the tip of his nose nervously, and asked tentatively, "Mr. Lin, my credit card bill..."

"How much difference?" Lin Shu interrupted.

Sheng Jing whispered, "60,000."

"WeChat, I'll transfer you some living expenses first," Lin Shu said.

Sheng Jing handed over the phone, and soon received 180,000 from Lin Shu. His eyes lit up when he received the money, "Thank you, Mr. Lin!"

Lin Shu transferred the money, knocked on the bar table, and raised an eyebrow at the bartender.

The bartender had already mixed the wine and was watching the show with his hands in his hands, "What's the matter?"

Lin Shu coughed lightly, and said unnaturally, "Add a contact information."

It seems that drunk guests need more than one enlightenment.

The bartender understood, handed over the unlocked phone, opened WeChat, "Don't look for me during the day, I only work at night."

Lin Shu nodded, and transferred 20,000 to the bartender as a thank you gift for chatting with him.

As soon as the money was transferred, Lin Shu received a message from Mi Cheng.

"Mi Cheng: Brother Lin, I went home by myself, and my mother didn't criticize me~"

"Lin Shu: Good."

Lin Shu stood up and said to Sheng Jing, "Let's go, you will live with me from today on."

"Okay, Mr. Lin." Sheng Jing hurriedly got up, ready to follow behind Lin Shu.

Lin Shu didn't take two steps, and stopped suddenly, "If you come in front of me, you will walk in front of me from now on, remember?"

Sheng Jing did as he did and quickened his pace, "I remember."

The two walked out of the nightclub one after the other.

After getting in the car, Lin Shu sat in the passenger seat and asked, "Are there still exams after New Year's Day?"

"No, I'm already on vacation." Sheng Jing was silent for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Mr. Lin, can you issue an internship certificate for me? The school requires..."

"Can."

Lin Shu frowned slightly, took out a bottle of iris cedar perfume from the side of the car seat, and threw it to Sheng Jing, "I will use this from now on, and try not to talk."

"Yes." Sheng Jing closed his mouth, opened the perfume like a remedy, and sprayed a few pumps.

The iris cedar becomes thicker and fills the nose.

Lin Shu sniffed greedily, and said to Sheng Jing, "Book two tickets to City B."

Sure enough, Sheng Jing stopped talking, just nodded, and silently booked a flight with his mobile phone.

"Don't nod, and don't react in any way. Whatever I ask you to do in the future, you just do it silently." Lin Shu said.

Sheng Jing did as he did, and this time there really was no reaction, just like the man before, starting the engine with a blank expression.

"Don't tell anyone about this."

"If you have anything you want, just send me a message and don't talk."

"I will pay your salary on a daily basis. You can stop at any time, and I will not make things difficult for you."

 …

The atmosphere in the car gradually became strange.

The right half is chattering, and the left half is silent.

Sheng Jing is a living person, but Lin Shu seems to be talking to the air, talking to himself, talking non-stop.

The two boarded the plane in the early hours of the morning, and arrived in City B as the sky gradually brightened.

The temperature in City B had dropped below zero, and Lin Shu was still wearing a thin shirt, shivering from the cold air as soon as he got off the plane.

Lin Shu crossed his arms, didn't go to the duty-free shop to buy a few coats first, took a taxi directly to Huguangshan, and hurried home.

Lin Shu chose to move to the half-mountain villa in Huguang for a reason.

This is where he and Qin Yuchi lived most often.On the piano, in the garage, and in the stairwell, there used to be the atmosphere of their love everywhere.

As long as he lives here, Lin Shu can gain a great sense of security, even though he is the only one living here in this life.

But luckily not anymore.

The door opens.

Sheng Jing couldn't wait to enter the house, it was really cold outside, his legs were trembling from the cold, but he still had to grit his teeth to avoid hissing and disturbing the benefactor.

"Brother, hurry up and take a hot bath, don't catch a cold." Standing behind him, Lin Shu spoke with an upturned voice, his voice seemed to be filled with sugar, sticky, obviously acting like a spoiled child.

I was very shocked.

Lin Shu actually called Qin Yuchi "brother"?!

Eyes widened for a moment, Sheng Jing took a deep breath silently, suppressed the surprise in his heart, lowered his eyelids, turned around and looked at Lin Shu.

The two looked at each other.

Lin Shu was stunned, and it only took half a second for his eyes to go from flooding with a smile to dull and dull.

The instinct to please the patron comes online in time.

Sheng Jing turned around decisively, and walked silently to the second floor, planning to wait until he got upstairs before finding the location of the bathroom by himself.

Lin Shu stood at the door, looking at the back in a daze, and the bartender's words "You only need to fool yourself" echoed in his ears.

The moment he entered the door just now, he seemed to have really returned to the past, as if in a lifetime.

But when Sheng Jing turned around and Lin Shu met those eyes, reality pulled him back again.

Qin Yuchi's eyes were not like this.

Qin Yuchi's eyes were pure, gentle, and restrained, like small snow particles under the warm sun, shining with the light.

But Sheng Jing's eyes were too joyful and materialistic.

Because got the money like, no matter how grand the scene is, no matter how indifferent pretend, can't hide the joy of satisfying material desires.

Sheng Jing loves money.

So... what does Qin Yuchi like?

This question once again appeared in Lin Shu's mind.

Sheng Jing got the money he liked, so he was very happy.

Qin Yuchi didn't get what he liked, so that's why he wasn't happy at all?

Lin Shu leaned back against the door, staring blankly at the floor in a daze, trying to find something Qin Yuchi liked from his memories, but found nothing.

Hum——

The phone vibrated suddenly, and Lin Shu answered the call in a daze.

"Lin Shu, where have you been? Why did you turn off the phone just now?" Gao Jingge asked anxiously.

"I'm in Huguangshan. I went back to City B in the middle of the night. I'll be back in a few days." Lin Shu said calmly.

"Are you at home?" Gao Jingge let out a long sigh of relief, "I thought you... scared me to death!"

"Jing Ge, I'm a little sleepy and want to sleep." Lin Shu whispered.

"Okay, you go to bed first, I'll book a plane ticket now, and I'll be in City B in the afternoon." Gao Jingge said.

"No, don't come," Lin Shu glanced at the stairs leading to the second floor, "I want to be alone, let me rest alone for half a month, okay?"

There was a long silence in the receiver, and then a sigh sounded, "Okay, but you have to send me a message every day to let me know you are safe."

"Ok, I know."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Shu looked at the little red dot on the phone screen, as if he had found a clue, and clicked into WeChat.

Qin Yuchi sent a voice message at midnight, but he was waiting at the airport, lying in a daze, not looking at his phone at all.

Lin Shu clicked on the top dialog box, but instead of playing the voice, he clicked into Qin Yuchi's circle of friends, trying to find the answer.

Qin Yuchi sent very few photos, only one every few months.

The latest one is the script photo of "Fengling Xinzi".

Turning up, it is to celebrate the tenth anniversary re-screening of "Small Island Boys" and to celebrate the upcoming release of "Bitter Life".

All the crew photos sent by Qin Yuchi were stills of nominated niche movies, there was no "Floating Gate", let alone any commercial movies.

Lin Shu lowered his hand weakly, as if he finally understood what Qin Yuchi liked.

Qin Yuchi didn't like commercial films at all, and he didn't like the movie resources he sent, so no matter how high the box office was, Qin Yuchi was still depressed, not talkative, like a godless puppet.

No wonder.

No wonder!

He forced the filming of "Wind Bell Nobuko" to stop, the director withdrew, "Small Island Boys" was removed from the shelves, and "Bitter Life" was withdrawn.

He destroyed all the things Qin Yuchi liked at that time, how could Qin Yuchi be happy?!

A great sense of panic spread all over the body.

Lin Shu squatted down slowly, as if he had lost all his strength and could no longer support himself. He sat on the ground in a daze. If it wasn't for the door behind him, he could even lie on the ground directly.

Hum——

In a daze, the phone vibrated again, making his palms numb. Lin Shu picked it up slowly to look at it.

Qin Yuchi sent a new voice, it was still only 3 seconds.

Lin Shu clicked on the audio and put it to his ear to listen.

00:00/"Happy New Year, Mr. Lin."

06:35/"Mr. Lin, I wish you all the best this year and happiness every day."

Qin Yuchi's voice was still gentle, deep and addictive.

Lin Shu repeatedly clicked to play, as if possessed, until the phone was completely out of power and turned off automatically.

Fool.

A fool who knows nothing.

A sense of sadness gradually welled up in his heart. Lin Shu lowered his hands and stared blankly ahead, watching Sheng Jing walk down from the second floor step by step.

Sheng Jing only wore a bath towel around his waist, the muscles of his upper body were bare, water dripped from the tips of his hair, and the water droplets flowed down his temples, forming winding water marks.

Sheng Jing walked up to Lin Shu with a cold expression and a low voice, leaning over and saying, "Shu'er, don't sit on the ground, you'll catch a cold."

Lin Shu raised his eyes in a daze, but when he met those eyes full of materialism, he suddenly lost interest.

"Shut up and turn around." Lin Shu ordered, frowning.

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Note: Sheng Jing didn't drink alcohol, and don't drink and drive in real life!