Yuan Bozhu finally called the Never-ending person.

While he was explaining to them, Lin Shuangling woke up in a daze in the car.

He looked around blankly, and then at Yuan Bozhu.

Yuan Bozhu thought he was going to make a fuss again, but he didn't expect to be very good this time.

"Come on." Yuan Bozhu tried to ask him to see if he could walk by himself.

Lin Shuangxuan got out of the car obediently.

"The hotel will arrange a room for you." Yuan Bozhu thought that Lin Shuangxuan was sober, so he told him, "They will take you there."

Lin Shuangxuan nodded.

The Never-ending people came to help Lin Shuanghuan, but he was still leaning against Yuan Bozhu, holding the hem of his clothes.

Yuan Bozhu didn't understand the meaning of his action, so he took a step to the side to distance himself from Lin Shuanghuan.

As a result, Lin Shuangxuan followed him again, clinging to his arm tightly.

Yuan Bozhu: "?"

Lin Shuangxuan raised his head and hooked his fingers at Yuanbo, wanting to whisper to him.

Yuan Bozhu was not used to that kind of childish behavior.

But if he didn't lean over, Lin Shuangxuan refused to speak, and refused to leave.

A few staff members from Never-ending watched from the side, chuckled and took two steps back.

They are very tolerant of drunk people.

Yuan Bozhu leaned over slightly, and Lin Shuanghuan put his fingers close to his ear, and asked in a low voice, "When are you coming to pick me up?"

Yuan Bozhu: "..."

He suddenly didn't know what to say.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Lin Shuangxiu was a little anxious, gently tugged at the corner of his clothes, and asked, "Will it take a long time?"

Yuan Bozhu couldn't explain this matter to an unconscious person, so he said casually: "Tomorrow."

Tomorrow, Lin Shuangxuan will wake up, and the play he imagined will be finished.

Hearing this answer, Lin Shuangxuan smiled.Nod vigorously: "En!"

Yuan Bozhu felt that this was different from Lin Shuanghuan's usual smile.

I could feel that he was in a good mood, and his almond eyes curled up with a smile.

He actually felt a sense of shame.

Lying to a drunk person, as if committing a crime, the more the victim smiles, the deeper the Yuan Bozhu crime.

He decided not to mess around anymore, turned around and got on the shuttle bus.

After driving for a while, Yuan Bozhu always felt that there was still a line of sight behind him.

He turned his head, and Lin Shuanghuan was still standing there, waving at him.

Yuan Bozhu nodded at him.

But he also realized that at such a long distance, Lin Shuangxiu probably couldn't see.

Let's call it a day.

Doing extra things will only leave endless hidden worries.

With that in mind, he turned his gaze away.

The long life of ordinary people is not too long.

In a hundred years, countless people will be met and countless things will happen.

So it is inevitable that one or two things that deviate from the plan will happen, and it is human nature.

Whether it was helping Qin Rui's birthday, or accidentally helping a drunk Lin Shuangxuan, these were just accidents with a very small probability.

Yuan Bozhu felt that this was a correctable deviation in ordinary life.

After the two days of the weekend pass, he won't see any of his classmates, and if he doesn't meet Lin Shuanghuan, his life will return to the original track.

On Saturday morning, Yuan Bozhu got up later than usual.

I woke up at eight o'clock, didn't go for a morning run, had breakfast alone, and stayed in the room to do my homework.

Yuan Jilang is on a business trip, and heard that he will be back this afternoon.Yuan Qifeng didn't come back last night, Yuan Wanjiao went out early this morning, and Hiiragi Shu went out to get her hair done at ten o'clock in the morning.

Their family is always short of people.

Yuan Bozhu is used to it.

If you get them together, it's probably a festival or an important day.

In short, incompleteness is the norm.

Explain that this is a very ordinary day.

At noon, Hiiragi Shu came back.

The beautiful and virtuous mother made sweet and sour pork ribs on a whim.

An hour later, the pot was burnt and the room was full of smoke.

Hiiragi cried out loudly.

Yuan Bozhu put down his homework and ran out without even having time to be surprised, quickly dealing with the disaster kitchen.

Hiiragi Shu was still wiping tears.

Yuan Bozhu handed over the tissue and said, "I'll do it."

Hiiragi Shu was still crying, Yuan Bozhu didn't understand, trying to figure out why she was crying: "Are you hurt?"

Hiiragi Shu nodded.

Yuan Bozhu frowned, feeling worried.

My mother has never been able to bear a little grievance, and she feels tired after walking too much, so she asks my father to carry it on her back.If she hurts her hand, the whole family will have to wait on her for the next week.

"Let me see." Yuan Bozhu walked over.

However, Hiiragi Shu stopped sobbing, but grabbed his hair, crying with tears and nose: "It's the hair, it's my mother's beautiful hair that got hurt!"

"..." Yuan Bozhu glanced at the scorched hair but didn't speak.

"Looks like I have to go to the barber shop this afternoon." Hiiragi Shu's tears came and went even faster, "My brother is going to work in the afternoon, right?"

Yuan Bozhu nodded.

"Mom and Dad are going on a date tonight and won't be going home. Let my sister order takeaway for you today."

Yuan Bozhu thought about it, Yuan Wanjiao may not come back.But still said: "Okay."

In the end, Hiiragi Shu sat on the sofa mourning her hair ends, and Yuan Bozhu cleaned up the scene and cooked two bowls of noodles.

After the two of them settled for lunch, Hiiragi hurriedly changed her clothes and was about to redo her hairstyle.

She stood at the porch and waved to Yuan Bozhu.

Yuan Bozhu was halfway through washing the dishes: "Huh?"

"Come on, brother."

Yuan Bozhu had no choice but to wipe off the water on his hands and walk over.

Hiiragi raised his arm high, wanting to touch his head: "Say goodbye to mom."

Yuan Bozhu turned his head away, not letting her bump into him: "Be careful on the road."

Hiiragi Shu curled his lips, but still did not give up, and was about to kiss his face on his feet.

Yuan Bozhu reacted quickly and took a step back in advance.

"Damn it, the sneak attack failed again!" Hirao Shu glared at him, "My brother is also super uncute today!"

This is their family's traditional project, or in other words, Hiiragi Shu's traditional routine——

She always wanted to have that kind of close mother-child relationship with Yuan Bozhu.However, there is no such opportunity.

Yuan Bozhu has been very individual since he was able to walk on the ground. He is sensible and obedient but just has a bad face.

A child, full of mature and stable aura.Don't let kiss, don't let hug, don't act like a baby with anyone.

Hiiragi Shu sometimes sees other people's mothers hugging their sons intimately, and is also envious.

After all, from the age of one to eighteen, Hiiragi Shu had never kissed his son's little face.

Now that Yuan Bozhu has grown up, it is even more difficult to interact intimately.

It's almost at the top of her bucket list.

Hiiragi hopes that Yuan Bozhu can also be like other children, who loves to act like a baby, will be rebellious, has a temper, and is in adolescence.

But neither.

She sighed, shook her head, and went out.

Yuan Bozhu went to work in the afternoon.

Part-time jobs in coffee shops are not necessary and the wages are not high.

Now that he is not short of money, he can actually resign.

But the new barista hired by the boss was not satisfied, so he asked Yuan Bozhu to help out for another two weekends.

Yuan Bozhu didn't have anything special to do, so he agreed.

They are pure cafes, no meals are provided, and the busiest time is from 2:00 to 5:00 in the afternoon.There are fewer people at lunch time.

Until this moment, the whole of Saturday hadn't been much different from a normal weekend.

Just when Yuan Bozhu thought that his life could finally be under control again...

Then the accident happened.

At six o'clock, Yuan Bozhu had to hand over shifts with his colleagues on the evening shift.

He makes the last cup of coffee.

The customer raised his head to order, and Yuan Bozhu lowered his head to stamp the ticket.

"I want a vanilla latte, an espresso, and a cup of hot cocoa. For dessert, add a tiramisu combo, thank you."

With a laughing voice, very familiar.

Yuan Bozhu shook his hand and typed 88 yuan into 888 yuan.

Re-enter, print out the receipt, and hand it over.

The man glanced at it and asked doubtfully, "Excuse me, may I make a mistake? What I want is vanilla latte, not..."

Halfway through, the other party got stuck.

Only then did Yuan Bozhu slowly raise his eyes.

The two looked at each other, and he looked at Lin Shuangxuan and said, "Well, it's a wrong call."

Yuan Bozhu bowed his head and hit again.

Lin Shuangxuan who was standing in front of the bar didn't speak any more.

Her lips were pursed pale, but the tips of her ears were red and bleeding.

Meeting here by chance, neither of them obviously expected it.

And at this moment, 24 hours have not passed since the last time they met.

Last night, Lin Shuangxuan passed out drunk by the side of the road, and Yuan Bozhu helped. Logically speaking, with Lin Shuanghuan's personality, he would definitely find a chance to thank Yuan Bozhu after he woke up.

Yuan Bozhu was afraid that he would say "I treat you to dinner" again.

Although he can refuse, he will also find it troublesome.

However, what Yuan Bozhu didn't expect was that Lin Shuangxuan kept his head buried until the odd number was taken away from him.

Did not greet him, did not speak, did not invite him to dinner.

After getting the number pick-up bell, Lin Shuangxuan turned around and went straight to the window to sit down. There was a man and a woman on the seat, who seemed to be friends.

When the three of them chatted, Lin Shuanghuan never watched Yuan Bozhu the whole time.

Yuan Bozhu figured it out after making two cups of coffee.

Lin Shuangxiu didn't want to see him.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, you will know that this is normal.

A person like Lin Shuangxuan who has to carefully plan every detail, is not used to showing timidity in front of outsiders, let alone embarrassing.

Yuan Bozhu watched him lose his composure after drinking last night.

This is probably a serious crisis that Lin Shuangxuan has never experienced.

Not to mention thanking Yuan Bozhu, if possible, he should want to erase Yuan Bozhu's memory.

So when the two met again, Lin Shuangxiu deliberately pretended not to know him.

Regarding this result, Yuan Bozhu was undoubtedly relieved.

Having made his coffee, he rang the bell.

It was not Lin Shuangxuan who came to get the coffee, but a tall and strong boy.

Yuan Bozhu passed the things over.

The colleague who came to take over just changed his clothes, walked over and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Brother Xiao Zhu, teach me how to do latte art again. The ones I made yesterday were complained by customers that they looked like poop."

Yuan Bozhu: "Okay."

The colleague named Pei Jinwang is actually a college student, two years older than Yuan Bozhu.

But he said that Yuan Bozhu had the temperament of an old cadre, and his personality was more mature than his father.That's why it's called Brother Yuanbozhu.

It's not easy for Yuan Bozhu to refuse work matters.

But Pei Jinwang is very clumsy in making coffee. He taught Pei Jinwang how to froth milk first.

Even taught three times, the other party did not learn.

Yuan Bozhu was about to make another cup of frothed milk when he suddenly heard the girl in the window seat raise her voice and say:

"Where are you looking, Lin Shuangxiu? Hurry up and give me a lecture!"

"You... keep your voice down."

"This is not a library, why are you so careful. No, what happened to you today? I feel absent-minded."

"It's nothing, come on, let's talk about the questions,... which question?"

"Look! I've been asking you for a long time, and you still don't know which question!"

Yuan Bozhu put down his cup suddenly.

Pei Jinwang asked him what was wrong, and he said, "I won't teach anymore."

"Ah, why didn't you teach? Are you in a hurry to go home?" Although he had failed many times, Pei Jinwang was not discouraged, and seemed quite motivated.

Yuan Bozhu said: "I can't teach you."

"Why can't you teach me?" Pei Jinwang pouted and complained to him, "Didn't you teach Nannan right away last time? Now she can draw love!"

"She has practiced by herself."

Yuan Bozhu packed his things and walked to the workshop.

Pei Jinwang hugged his coffee cup with a mournful face, and drank his messy milk froth in one gulp.

Then he thought of something, clapped his hands, and said, "Wow, I understand, because I'm not a girl, Brother Xiaozhu is getting impatient with teaching me!"

Yuan Bozhu closed the door and changed his clothes, ignoring him.

When Yuan Bozhu left the cafe, Lin Shuangxuan and his two friends were still doing their homework.

He opened the door and went out, thinking for a moment:

Why?

He worked part-time in this cafe for more than a month during the summer vacation, and recently came every Saturday.

But he had never met Lin Shuangxuan, and the other two.

Why did it happen that this weekend—the day after he met Lin Shuanghuan twice by accident—he ran into this person again in the shop where he worked part-time for a long time.

Such frequent coincidences have gone beyond Yuan Bozhu's rational tolerance.

It seems that only metaphysics makes sense.

But Yuan Bozhu quickly stopped this idea.

It must be Yuan Wanjiao's redundant divination, which made him inexplicably think things in a certain direction.

This is just the most common encounter.

It's so common, you don't need to worry about it.

At night, there was no one at home.

Yuan Qifeng said with a playful smile in the family group that he was going to disco, and was criticized by his dating parents for not doing his job properly.

Yuan Wanjiao said that she has fallen in love recently, and she wants to enjoy the new relationship.

Mom reminds her not to be cheated out of money by handsome young men again.

Yuan Wanjiao agrees.

Yuan Bozhu also planned to go out.He changed his clothes and finally went to get his knife.

Because it is a replica, it lacks the spirit and strength of the knife itself, and it looks lifeless, just a decoration.

But this does not affect the use of Yuan Bozhu.

Yuan Bozhu went to practice and didn't pick utensils, but knives and swords were used the most in sparring with others.

The weapon in hand can become the carrier of Yuan Bozhu's internal force, and the biggest difference from empty hand is that it can precisely control the release of force.

In his daily life, in order to restrain his strength, he has always kept the least movement and the smallest amount of exercise.

But with a knife, you can have fun.All the released qi and cultivation can be buffered by weapons.

Yuan Bozhu, who hasn't had a good "exercise" for a long time, is excited.

...

Three o'clock in the morning.

The top of Xuantian Mountain.

Yuan Bozhu stood under a big tree expressionlessly.

The mountain wind is hunting, the bright moon is hanging high, and occasionally there are insects singing and birds flying, but he remains motionless and hides in the shadows.

Yuan Bozhu began to be seriously confused.

Is there really such a coincidence in the world?

Why did he meet Lin Shuangxiu again at three o'clock in the morning on the top of a deserted mountain?

Could it be that this person is a wandering ghost who comes to the mountain to relax when the yin energy is at its peak?

Otherwise, how can it be said that normal human beings will come to the top of the mountain at three o'clock in the morning alone?

can you?

The current situation made Yuan Bozhu, who has always been calm and steady, feel anxious.

Holding the handle of the knife, he took three deep breaths before restraining himself from walking in front of the other party and questioning:

Lin Shuangxuan, what are you doing here?

However, Lin Shuangxuan didn't know the existence of Yuan Bozhu.

The mountain wind in the middle of the night blew away the broken hair on the young man's forehead, revealing his smooth forehead and deep and delicate facial features.

And, a fingerprint on the face.

Xuantian Mountain is not too high, but because the terrain is steep and there are many wild species in the whole mountain range, the government has not developed it here.

Lin Shuangxuan was here for the first time.

There is no particular reason, but have to say that there is no one here.

No one means no more pretending, no need to laugh when you don't want to laugh, no need to talk when you don't want to talk, and no need to be happy when you don't want to be happy.

He closed his eyes and blew on the wind for a while, the coolness was cool, as if all the dullness had been blown away.

But cold is also really cold.

Lin Shuanghuan's thin coat was not enough to resist such a chill.

He sneezed suddenly.

Rubbing his nose, hugging his arms, his teeth were trembling, but he refused to leave.

This afternoon, he and Han Banlan Yu Yangen were doing homework in a cafe.

Originally, Han Banlan said that he would invite the two of them to play skewers together at night.

But Lin Shuangxuan suddenly received a call and left early.

It was his father, Chen Feng, who called.

Probably no one can understand Lin Shuangxuan's mood when he received that phone call - a person with the deepest blood relationship with you, a relative you haven't seen in more than ten years, took the initiative to contact you and said he wanted to see you.

Lin Shuangxuan almost ran home.

But the reunion after a long absence and the reunion of father and son is not so exciting.

Chen Feng came here for Chen Jin's affairs.

Last night, Chen Jin soaked in the water and was frightened. He heard that he is still recuperating in the hospital.

That's how things went wrong.

Now everyone knows that Lin Shuangxuan went crazy on the yacht and pushed his own brother into the sea.

There were many people on the yacht, and they all testified that Lin Shuangxuan had killed people intentionally.

Chen Feng was very angry. For the first time in so many years, he took the initiative to find Lin Shuangxuan.

Lin Shuangxuan walked into the house, saw Chen Feng's gloomy face, and already knew what the other party meant in his heart.

But he thought that Chen Feng would at least ask him about the situation first.

He walked over and called out, "Dad."

Suddenly he was knocked down to the ground with a slap.

My head is buzzing.

"Asshole."

Chen Feng was very angry, his voice trembled when he spoke.

"That... hiss, can I explain first?"

Lin Shuangxuan sat on the ground, looking at Chen Feng.Wiping his nosebleed, he said,

"It was Chen Jin who wanted to push me down, and I kicked him in a hurry. Chen Jin said I was a monster, and he didn't want me to go home... Why don't you investigate this matter."

Chen Feng looked at him for a long time, and seemed to be seriously thinking about the credibility of this sentence.

But in the end there was still no letter.

"Your brother, he even prepared your eighteenth birthday present... He doesn't have as many vicious thoughts as you."

Lin Shuangxuan blinked, looking at his father whom he hadn't seen for more than ten years, he felt quite strange.

Vicious, is he?

It took Lin Shuangxuan three seconds to review his seventeen years of life, and he didn't feel that he had done anything vicious.

But if it refers to blinding Chen Jin's eyes when he was a child, it sounds pretty bad.

Ke Lin Shuangxuan couldn't remember what happened at that time.

Now I've received a slap, and I've said my explanation.Chen Feng insisted on calling him vicious, making it look like he was persecuting Chen Jin.

He rubbed his face, and after a while, he said, "Oh, that's fine."

Chen Feng asked him why, even if Chen Jin said something bad, how could he push people into the waves.

The more he talked, the angrier he became, and he even started talking about Lin Yuyan.

Lin Shuangxuan's face ached, and he found it difficult to open his mouth to speak, so he simply let him speak.

After a long time, Chen Feng also felt that what he said might be a bit too much, so he calmed down and said: "You were not taught since you were a child, and you have a wild temper when you grow up. I am also responsible for it. But you did go too far. Find outTime to apologize to your brother."

"No." Lin Shuangxuan said concisely.

Chen Feng was completely enraged and was about to explode, but Lin Shuangxuan added: "Don't slap your face? You still have to go to school the day after tomorrow."

Chen Feng sighed heavily: "...You, reflect on yourself."

When he left, of course, Lin Shuanghuan's living expenses and pocket money were also cut off, and he was asked to find time to move out of this house.

There was a feeling that if Lin Shuangxuan didn't apologize, his life would be cut off.

The door slammed shut, but Lin Shuangxuan was still sitting on the ground in a daze.

In less than half an hour, a message came from the phone that various cards had been frozen, and he suddenly let out a long sigh, lying on his back on the floor, staring at the chandelier in a daze.

Lin Shuangxuan didn't care about money.

He didn't like spending money recklessly, and he didn't like living in a big villa.He felt that these punishments could not really embarrass him.

It's just that before Chen Feng left, he told him that if he didn't study well, he wouldn't be allowed to go home again.

Lin Shuangxuan felt a little sad.

Maybe not just a little, but a lot.

He also has no way to measure the degree of sadness, because there are many times of sadness, and there is no way to compare.

Is it sad that I can't go home itself, or is it sad that the family I have longed for for a long time is not so worth it.

How else can he learn well?

He has lived alone for seventeen years, and he is working hard to be a good boy. How can he improve?

The headmaster wished he could recognize him as his son.

Chen Feng really didn't know how to cherish it.Lin Shuangxuan thought mockingly.

In fact, even if Chen Feng stopped his card, Lin Shuangxuan still had some cash, which was a few thousand less, and it was enough for him in a short time.

He is in a daze on the top of the mountain now, it's not that he doesn't have money to stay in a hotel.

He just wants to be here.

Lin Shuangxuan liked high places very much.

Standing on the rooftop or on the top of the mountain gave him a feeling of returning to freedom.He always wants to jump down.

It's not that he wants to commit suicide, he feels that he can get something by jumping.

Thinking of this, he suddenly stood up.

He's going to try it out.

if dead...

Even if he died, he would give the Chen family an explanation.

If you don't die, then treat yourself as a happy one.

Lin Shuangxuan opened her arms, closed her eyes, and said one, two, three to herself, ready to jump when she counted to ten.

However, when he was ten, he suddenly felt a tightness in his waist.

"Wow!"

The foot that was about to step out was suspended in the air, and then the body lost its balance and the world spun.

Lin Shuangxuan was taken aback.

Stand still and look up...

He found a face that was a little familiar, but it didn't seem to be familiar.

It was the same schoolmate who happened to meet him being thrown down by a cat, who found him covered in injuries, and also saw him lose his temper after drinking.

Although can't remember the names, but because these things are things that Lin Shuangxuan is very concerned about, so he is familiar with those who have witnessed these things.

At that moment, Lin Shuangxuan's mind ran through thousands of thoughts.

Look left and right, and make sure this is the top of the mountain at three o'clock in the morning.How could someone go up the mountain at this point?

And quietly, it suddenly appeared behind...

Is it a ghost?!

Lin Shuangxuan swallowed, and gently touched the arms around his waist—firm, warm, powerful.

Not like a ghost.

He gritted his teeth, mustered up the courage to raise his head, and said, "Classmate...you should be human."

Yuan Bozhu looked at him indifferently, and rarely replied with a bit of temper: "It's a ghost."