"You usually live here, and I will let you go back to S City after school starts."

"When I'm not in City B, you can do whatever you want, just go out and play. When I'm here, you can act well and don't get distracted."

"I will calculate the salary based on the average salary of Nan Ying, 190,000 per day. What's the problem?"

Sheng Jing looked down at the ground without saying a word, like a lifeless doll.

Lin Shu rubbed his brows, and clicked his tongue irritably, "You don't need to act now, I'm asking you yourself."

"Ah? Okay, okay," Sheng Jing said with an expression on his face, a little helpless, shaking his head, "Mr. Lin, I don't have any problems."

Sheng Jing's face was full of flattery, which made Lin Shu inexplicably annoyed.

Lin Shu suddenly felt that he was more annoyed by this impure fake gourd than Qin Yuchi's real one.

"Don't make the same mistake just now. I don't care where you got the name 'Shu'er' from, you are not allowed to say it again, or you will get lost." Lin Shu warned in a cold voice.

"Okay, Mr. Lin." Sheng Jing nodded quickly.

I am restless.

It was more annoying than hearing the sound of a cat's paws scratching the wall, and more annoying than Bian Xinglan coming to annoy him.

Lin Shu knew that he was despising his own stupidity, how could he do such a thing while drunk and impulsive?

Just because of such a similar figure from the back, he didn't regret it even after waking up, and he was stubborn.

How did he become like this?

Incompetent coward.

Lin Shu kicked the sofa irritably, crossed his arms, and lay down on the sofa angrily.

Sheng Jing quickly looked at the ground, took a deep breath, and didn't dare to make any noise to disturb the benefactor.

These rich people have eccentricities.

Sheng Jing thought to himself, since he likes Qin Yuchi, he can't go after him, so what's the use of asking him to act?

Although he was quite willing, he really couldn't understand the series of weird moves that this beautiful benefactor made tonight.

Sheng Jing stood waiting for the next instruction from the benefactor, and only when his back was sore and his legs were numb did he hear Lin Shu say, "Go to the bedroom."

Sheng Jing followed the rules and quickened his pace, trying to walk in front of Lin Shu.

Lin Shu turned to Byakugan, "Do you know where the bedroom is? Walk behind me."

troublesome rich man.

Sheng Jing lowered his head and walked quietly behind Lin Shu.

The stairs in this house are very characteristic. They are not wooden straight ladders, but hollow wrought iron spiral stairs. It is best to hold on to the handle when walking, otherwise it is easy to fall if you step on the air.

Sheng Jing held on tightly to the handle, but Lin Shu didn't support anything, and walked staggeringly, his balance was worrying, as if he was about to fall in the next second, Sheng Jing was terrified.

So beautiful, what kind of lover can't find it?

Why does it have to be that fish in the pond?And so decadent.

Sheng Jing curled his lips and followed Lin Shu up to the third floor.

"Don't come in, just stand here and wait." Lin Shu walked to a large bedroom and entered the room alone.

There was the sound of rummaging through the room.

After a while, Lin Shu came out, holding a black lace belt in his hand.

"You will live in this room from now on," Lin Shu led Sheng Jing to another bedroom, "Usually you will move around on the first floor and in the bedroom, and you are not allowed to move anything else."

The two walked back and forth into the smaller bedroom.

Lin Shu handed over the lace strap, and Sheng Jing took it in his hand, not knowing why.

"Put on the blindfold and go to sleep," Lin Shu said.

Can this thing be called a blindfold?

Sheng Jing did as he did, tied up the black lace, covered his eyes, and lay on his side on the bed, quietly waiting for Lin Shu's next move.

But there was only the sound of footsteps in his ears, and the sound gradually circled behind him, and Lin Shu didn't go to bed at all.

Want to watch him sleep?

Rich people have a lot of eccentricities.

Having not slept all night, Sheng Jing was so sleepy that his heart flustered, he yawned silently, and fell asleep in the joy of being hit by money.

The person on the bed was breathing steadily.

Lin Shu held his breath, as if he was afraid of disturbing a sleeping person, approached quietly, sat on the ground with his knees bent, lying on the edge of the bed, leaning his head on his arm.

Sheng Jing's shoulders were broad and his waist was thin, almost the same as Qin Yuchi's.

Lin Shuding stared at the back, as if he had returned to the time when Qin Yuchi was sleeping beside him.

Every time afterward, Qin Yuchi would carry him to the bathroom, and the two of them would soak in the warm water.

He was lying in Qin Yuchi's arms, as long as he raised his head to ask for a kiss, Qin Yuchi would lower his head and kiss him.

He wanted to kiss, but Qin Yuchi only kissed his forehead.

When he frowned and got angry, Qin Yuchi would kiss his lips. At first, he just pressed lightly with restraint, and then he deliberately seduced Qin Yuchi so that his breathing was unsteady, and he sank again.

But the pleasure brought by Huan Ai is temporary, like a stimulant, he is very happy when the drug effect occurs, and when the desire fades away, he will only see the cold back.

Qin Yuchi always slept beside the bed with his back turned to him. Whenever he opened his eyes, he would see such a lonely back.

Lin Shu used to hate seeing Qin Yuchi's back very much. After waking up, he always took the initiative to stick behind Qin Yuchi's back, using both hands and feet, holding him like an octopus before he was reconciled.

But now, looking at the back of a substitute from a distance, he feels inexplicably at ease.

Iris cedar on the nose.

Lin Shu took a deep breath, and slowly lowered his eyes in fatigue.

 …

Lin Shu hated Qin Sheng very much, although they only met once, on New Year's Eve.

Lin Shu also hated the oppressive atmosphere in Qin Sheng's house, as long as he sat there for half an hour, he didn't want to stay there anymore.

Even Lin Gang couldn't do such a thing as asking him to report to work during the reunion on New Year's Day.

But Qin Yuchi was used to it. When entering the garden, he had to report his grades and work first, and did not enter the house until Qin Sheng nodded in agreement.

The winter in City B was already cold, and it was early in the morning, so he had to stand beside Qin Yuchi, breathing white and waiting.

"Aren't there no nominations and awards this year?" Qin Sheng asked, looking sideways at Qin Yuchi.

No there is no.

Next year, won't he just buy a few prizes for Qin Yuchi?Lin Shu rubbed his palms, feeling disdainful.

"Sorry, Father." Qin Yuchi apologized in a low voice, Lin Shu couldn't take it anymore, and directly dragged Qin Yuchi into the house.

Lin Shu entered the room, feeling annoyed by everything.

Whether it was Tong Yichun, who was talking and laughing at Yanyan, or the "Little Island Boys" playing the disc, none of them were in his mind.

"It's so annoying." Lin Shu complained impatiently, and it was a little more comforting to replace "Small Island Boys" with the new movie he invested in for Qin Yuchi.

His hands were cold, so Qin Yuchi covered them for him.

He was thirsty, so Qin Yuchi fetched warm water for him.

He wanted to eat fruit, so Qin Yuchi peeled the grapefruit with those beautiful hands, cleaned the white tangerine, and fed the pulp into his mouth.

Lin Shu ate and drank well, slumped on the sofa watching a movie, like an old man, and glanced at Qin Sheng provocatively from time to time, the angrier Qin Sheng was, the happier he was.

After he provoked him again, Qin Sheng couldn't help but get angry, "Mr. Lin, please go out, our family doesn't welcome people with bad manners."

He was eager to leave, only a fool like Qin Yuchi would stay.

So Lin Shu stood up directly, grabbed Qin Yuchi's sleeve, and pulled Qin Yuchi out of the house.

"Mr. Lin, what are you doing?" Qin Sheng stood in front of them, furious.

He turned to Byakugan, "Try arguing again? I will take your house away."

Lin Shu wanted to continue threatening, but with just such a sentence, Qin Sheng backed away with a pale face, his eyes lost.

"Clown." Lin Shu sneered, and dragged Qin Yuchi away.

When they went out, Qin Ximo arrived just in time. Seeing that they were about to leave, he asked suspiciously, "Brother Lin, what's the matter? What happened?"

After leaving the house, the depressing atmosphere was gone, and Lin Shu was in a good mood.

Taking advantage of Qin Yuchi's unpreparedness, he kissed Qin Yuchi's cheek fiercely, "The prince was imprisoned by the evil dragon pass, and I will rescue him."

After finishing speaking, Lin Shu gave another knight salute to Qin Ximo, "Let's go, see you next time, Princess Qin."

He took Qin Yuchi into the car, and Qin Ximo's hearty laughter came from behind him.

Qin Ximo's laughter was very contagious, and Lin Shu also raised the corners of his mouth, and opened the door for Qin Yuchi like a prince escorting him, and then walked around to the driver's seat.

"Where do you want to go?" Lin Shu got into the car and asked.

At that time, they had already been together for the first year, and he was used to Qin Yuchi's reticence. He thought he would not get an answer, but Qin Yuchi rarely took the initiative to say: "Run the mountain."

Lin Shu raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then smiled, "Okay, I just want to try it too, what's it like to drive Cullinan to run mountains."

In winter, the weather is cold, and almost no one runs mountains in City B.

The whole hilltop was silent, Lin Shu stepped on the accelerator, rushed towards the top of the hill with a bang, and drifted around the winding corner.

When running the mountain, Qin Yuchi was also silent. Not only did he not scream, but he even breathed steadily, calmer than when he was in love.

But Qin Yuchi wasn't so frightened that he lost his voice, but quietly looked out the window, not knowing what he was looking at.

Cullinan galloped to the halfway up the mountain, when suddenly light snow fell from the sky and fell on the glass.

"I want to open the car window."

This was the first time Qin Yuchi asked him a request, so even if the temperature was below zero, he agreed.

The glass lowered, and the cold wind and snow drifted into the window together, causing Lin Shu to shrug his shoulders.

But out of the corner of his eye, Qin Yuchi was watching the snow quietly, with his arms on the car window and his head slightly raised, looking a little childish.

My heart suddenly softened.

Lin Shu didn't want to spoil the scene, and suddenly felt that it wasn't so cold, so he continued to drive up to the top of the mountain.

When the car stopped, there was already a thin layer of snow on the top of the mountain.

Qin Yuchi turned his head and looked at him wordlessly, his eyes were brighter than the snow outside the window, Qin Yuchi only looked at it for a second, then turned his head to look at the scenery on the top of the mountain.

"What?" Lin Shu turned off the ignition, stepped over to the co-pilot skillfully, and sat on Qin Yuchi's lap.

Qin Yuchi was still looking at the snow falling outside.

A few snowflakes fell into the car and landed on Qin Yuchi's shoulder. Lin Shu clicked his tongue and patted all of them off.

After photographing the snow, Lin Shu moved closer to Qin Yuchi and whispered in Qin Yuchi's ear, "Hold me."

After a while, Qin Yuchi closed the car window, turned his gaze back, looked directly into his eyes, and turned on the heat of the air conditioner in silence.

The sound of Xueluo could not pass through the window, and the car was very quiet.

Lin Shu lowered his head and kissed Qin Yuchi's lips lightly. Before he started to seduce, his lips were pried open. He was so breathless from the kiss that his brain lacked oxygen.

"Hmm..." Lin Shu hugged Qin Yuchi tightly, his clothes stuck tightly together without leaving any gaps.

They kissed and hugged in the car until the windshield was covered with a thick layer of snow...

Lin Shu opened his eyes, and when he saw the back in front of him, he was in a daze for a moment, thinking that he was still in a dream, and almost stretched out his hand to touch the muscle lines on the back.

However, his legs became numb, and his thighs and knees ached, and the pain brought Lin Shu back to reality.

A great sense of loss hit Lin Shu again, he was in a cold reality, in this reality he would not be with Qin Yuchi, there was no kiss, no love and hug, no hatred and resentment.

Click——

There was a small movement outside the window.

Lin Shu stood up slowly, walked barefoot to the window, and opened the curtain a little.

It's snowing again.

Why does it always snow this winter?

There was fog on the window, Lin Shu reached out to wipe off the mist, pressed his face against the glass, and quietly watched the snow outside the window.

Today is the first day of the New Year, Qin Yuchi must have gone home early to eat the "New Year's Day Dinner".

I don't know if he is not around in this life, is Qin Yuchi like a fool who just sits obediently on the sofa and is silently controlled by Qin Sheng?

Smacking lips and talking in sleep sounded from behind, interrupting Lin Shu's trance.

Lin Shu sighed, turned around, and glanced at Sheng Jing on the bed.

Sheng Jing's nose bridge was not as high as Qin Yuchi's, and he didn't look good after wearing a lace blindfold, which instead exposed the flaws of his face.

Lin Shu walked around behind Sheng Jing, untied the lace knot, then left, and drove Cullinan out the door.

The phone turned on and vibrated non-stop.

Most of them are text greetings for the New Year sent in groups, and only that idiot Qin Yuchi can send voice.

Lin Shu put away his phone, and rushed up the mountain in the snow, just like in his dream, but it was not the top of the mountain, but the cliff in the last scene of Qin Yuchi's "Bitter Life".

The cliff has long been covered with snow, which is almost the same as the picture in the movie.

Lin Shu stepped on the brakes, threw off his slippers, walked barefoot on the snow, and walked to the place where Qin Yuchi had been lying by feeling.

Snow fell on the eyelashes, blurring Lin Shu's vision.

The wind made Lin Shu tremble, but he didn't care, and lay down in the snow.

Lin Shu opened his eyes wide and looked at the clean sky. Snowflakes fell on his eyelids one by one, and then turned into water.

It's freezing.

Lin Shu lay there for a few minutes. Although the sky was beautiful and the smell of snow was fresh, he didn't feel any wonderful emotions, only the cold.

I thought how comfortable it was to lie in the snow, but it was so cold.

Lin Shu stood up swiftly, shook off the snow from his body, and ran back into the car with his arms folded, leaving a string of distorted footprints in the snow.

Qin Yuchi is an idiot.

It's so cold, why do still like to make this kind of movie, arduous and thankless task.

Lin Shu shivered and turned on the air conditioner, blowing hot air for ten minutes before his body gradually warmed up.

never mind.

In the past, he didn't understand what Qin Yuchi was thinking. In this life, he understood a little bit, but he still couldn't understand it.

Lin Shu let out a long sigh, randomly ordered two homemade food set meals on his mobile phone, turned around and went down the mountain to go home.

When he got home, Sheng Jing had already put the food delivered by the takeaway on a plate, put it on the table, and sat in a chair to wait.

There were two small yellow croakers on the dining table, Lin Shu pushed his own one in front of Sheng Jing, wanting Sheng Jing to eat it as well.

Sheng Jing would have misunderstood him, immediately put on disposable gloves, tore open the fish with his hands bit by bit, picked out the thorns inside, and put the fish into Lin Shu's bowl.

The small yellow croaker is sprinkled with crystal clear sauce.

Sheng Jing's gloves were soon stained with oil, a few fishbone pierced the gloves, and the fingertips were also stained with oil and Gorgon juice, it was really ugly.

Lin Shu sighed, "You don't need to choose, you can eat the rest yourself."

Hearing this, Sheng Jing took off his gloves and looked a bit at a loss, Lin Shu said again, "Go and wash your hands."

There was the sound of water in the bathroom, Lin Shu shifted his gaze to the bowl, picked up a bit of fish and put it into his mouth.

The first few bites of fish meat were safe, but when he ate the fish tail with many thorns, Lin Shu was pricked again by a small thorn.

Lin Shu frowned, covered his right cheek, and spat out the fishbone.

A faint smell of blood wafted from his mouth, Lin Shu drank some water and rinsed his mouth to get rid of the unpleasant smell.

Lin Shu looked at the table full of dishes and suddenly lost interest. Even though his stomach was still empty, his appetite disappeared completely.

How did that man's eyes grow?

Why can you pick up all the fishbone with only chopsticks?

When Lin Shu threw away the chopsticks, Sheng Jing also washed his hands and walked back lightly.

Seeing that he stopped eating, Sheng Jing didn't dare to move his chopsticks, but just lowered his head and looked at the table quietly.

There was a dull pain where the prick was pierced.

This pain cannot be ignored, and Lin Shu constantly reminded that no one can be Qin Yuchi's substitute.

Even if there is a person with the same face and back, that person can't replace Qin Yuchi.

He and Qin Yuchi lived in this house for two years.

What he likes is not the shadow in his imagination, but Qin Yuchi himself.

"You can eat, if you don't have enough to eat, order takeaway by yourself," Lin Shu stood up in a daze, and walked unsteadily towards the stairs.

The disappointment on Lin Shu's face was too obvious, Sheng Jing was really afraid that his feet would slip, and fell down the stairs directly, and even more afraid that if something happened to the benefactor, he would end up with him, so he hurried over to protect Lin Shu.

"Mr. Lin, what's the matter with you?" Sheng Jing didn't care about the role-playing, and put his hands on Lin Shu's back.

"I..." Lin Shu walked slowly, and walked to the big bedroom where he once slept with Qin Yuchi, "It's nothing, I'm sleepy, I need to sleep. You can do it yourself, you don't need to act, stay where you wantIt's all right."

Lin Shu was vague, and Sheng Jing couldn't understand Lin Shu's meaning. Before he could speak, Lin Shu shut the bedroom door.

In the next few days, Sheng Jing didn't dare to leave, nor did he dare to disturb Lin Shu on the third floor.

Sometimes when Lin Shu had had enough sleep, he would go downstairs to watch a movie, let him order some buckets of popcorn and Coke, and the two of them would sit on the sofa and watch Qin Yuchi's movie together.

Ordering takeaway every day, Sheng Jing finished his meal quietly, collected the garbage he and Lin Shu had produced, trotted to throw the garbage bag into the trash can outside the house, and trotted back to the house against the winter wind.

During the more than a week of living with Lin Shu, Sheng Jing saw for the first time that there are actually people who can stay at home and watch movies without going out for ten and a half months.

Lin Shu's mood fluctuates. When he is in good mood, he will eat fried chicken and watch movies with him. When he is in low mood, he will sleep on the bed or sofa and do nothing.

Gradually, Sheng Jing felt that Lin Shu was not as scary as his ex-boyfriend said, and even a little cute.

"Mr. Lin, I ordered deep-fried skewers and soda today, do you want to come out and watch a movie?" Lin Shu slept in the room for another day, and now Sheng Jing dared to go upstairs to ask.

After knocking on the door, Sheng Jing put his ear on the door to listen for the sound, and thought there would be no response, but the door suddenly opened.

Lin Shu yawned, his hair was messed up, "What kind of fried skewers?"

"Both." Sheng Jing raised his eyebrows and said.

Lin Shu sniffed, followed Sheng Jing downstairs, and opened the "Small Island Boys" that he had watched countless times.

Lin Shu chewed slowly, and after watching "Small Island Boys" for more than two hours, he ate half of his fried skewers.

"Mr. Lin, do you still eat?" Sheng Jing asked.

Lin Shu shook his head, slumped on the sofa with his stomach in his arms, his eyes still fixed on the projection screen.

"Then I will take it?"

Lin Shu nodded.

Sheng Jing put away the food scraps on the table, put them in a bag, took a deep breath, and opened the door after being mentally prepared.

The winter in City B is too cold, and the wind blows outside.

Sheng Jing ran to the trash can against the cold wind and snow slag, pulled the lid off the bucket with shaking body, and threw the bag in.

It was getting late, and all the street lights in the Huguang Banshan villa area were on.

It's just that the street lights are a bit dim, dim yellow, and Sheng Jing's vision is limited, so he can't see anything clearly.

When closing the trash can, Sheng Jing was startled when he saw the shadow of a person on the ground.

The shadow was on his right side, tall and strong, but there was only the sound of wind in his ears, Sheng Jing thought he had run into a ghost, and he clenched his fingers nervously.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, blowing him cold all over.

Sheng Jing breathed a sigh of relief, and ran to Lin Shu's house without daring to look back, for fear of seeing something inauspicious.

boom!

The door slammed loudly, which disturbed Lin Shu.

"What are you doing?" Lin Shu stood up, frowned and walked towards the door.

Sheng Jing's face was pale, and he stammered, "Yes, there are ghosts!"

Ding dong——

The doorbell rang in due time.

Lin Shu clicked his tongue, and didn't believe Sheng Jing's words at all. He directly pulled down the doorknob and opened the door, "Stop talking nonsense."

"Don't open the door!"

Sheng Jing covered his ears, turned his head in fear, and squinted his eyes to look outside the house. He really didn't see a ghost, but he saw someone who frightened him even more.

Qin Yuchi stood outside the door, his hair covered in snow, panting heavily, staring at Lin Shu and asking, "When did you return to City B?"

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Qin Yuchi: Hello, I'm not a ghost.