Tang Yu had gone to many dog-blood novels to act as cannon fodder, originally thinking he could successfully retreat after completing his mission. Unexpectedly, his next task was to return to those...
"Lin Jingshuo...Jingshuo," the man repeated the name over and over again in a deep, magnetic voice, and finally smiled faintly at the uneasy boy opposite him.
"Jing Shuo, a bright landscape, is indeed as good as your name. I hope your future life will also be a bright landscape. This is my business card. Feel free to contact me if you need anything."
The man held a gold-stamped business card between his slender fingers. His action of putting the business card into his pocket clearly had an ambiguous and provocative meaning of an adult, but Lin Jingshuo felt that everything the man did seemed so natural and aboveboard.
It was as if the man was simply praising his name and simply extending an invitation to him.
Until the black luxury car disappeared from his sight, Lin Jingshuo was still holding the gold-plated business card in his pocket and felt it was extremely hot.
He thought silently, is this really a good name?
Bright scenery...
If this is true, why did his parents abandon him?
Why did you give him this name and then abandon him? No, he was not a bright, dazzling scenery, he was just an abandoned, unloved child, nothing more.
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"Hu——" The heavy breathing sound was particularly obvious in the silent night, accompanied by the rustling sound of the quilt. A large figure leaned forward and fumbled on the bedside table twice, until a "click" sound was heard, and the cozy little orange bedside lamp was turned on. The warm light instantly and gently spread over the bedside.
Tang Yu patted Lin Jingshuo's back gently, helping him adjust his breathing while wrapping Lin Jingshuo's cold hand exposed outside the quilt in his palm.
After the person in his arms opened his eyes, Tang Yu asked softly, "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"
Although Lin Jingshuo had opened his eyes, he still seemed a little confused. Only when he heard Tang Yu's voice did he feel a sense of reality. He grumbled a muffled "hmm" and then dove into Tang Yu's arms, as if wanting to completely squeeze himself in.
"I had a nightmare, brother, but that nightmare didn't seem to be that bad..." The voice close to the chest was close to the heart, so Tang Yu's heart received the message of that sentence before his ears.
"Nightmare? Now that you're awake, nothing counts anymore. Don't think about it." Exhaling, Tang Yu let Lin Jingshuo curl up in his arms like a little animal. He put his arm around him with one hand, and after confirming that this posture would increase his sense of security, he coaxed Lin Jingshuo like a child.
Obviously, this tone of voice was very effective in the past, but this time Jing Shuo did not nod in agreement as usual. Instead, he asked him seriously:
"That bright scenery doesn't count, brother..."
Bright scenery? This sentence is somewhat familiar... Tang Yu frowned and began to think, but because he lowered his head, he could only see a dark back of the head, so he had to give up looking for the answer from Jing Shuo's expression.
Did he say this?
Tang Yu searched through his memories and still found traces of this sentence from the past.
turn out to be--
Jing Shuo still remembers what he said when he first flirted with him?
However, as a big boss, he can remain calm even when faced with such an embarrassing situation.
So he gently lifted Lin Jingshuo's face from his arms, looked at Lin Jingshuo with deep eyes, and emphasized every word: "The good ones count, the bad ones don't count. What I say counts, and your random thoughts don't count, okay?"
Under the invasion of strong yet gentle gazes, the desolate sadness in Lin Jingshuo's heart disappeared without a trace, so in the end he could only nod with a red face.
The ubiquitous sense of security dispelled the darkness in his heart, and even at this moment, the long-awaited inspiration began to favor him.
Just when Tang Yu thought they could continue to turn off the lights and go to sleep, the person who had just blushed and nodded obediently now boldly asked him -
"Can I go to the studio?"
Not only that, Lin Jingshuo, who was bold enough to test his intentions, had his eyes shining without any concealment, and it was almost as if "I have an inspiration, leave me alone" was written on his face.
Tang Yu chuckled softly and didn't answer directly. Instead, he pinched Lin Jingshuo's thigh and asked calmly, "Are your legs sore? Do you still have strength?"
Lin Jingshuo: "Not very energetic either. Let's talk about it tomorrow. Shall we go back to sleep?"
Tang Yu raised the corner of his mouth without saying anything, leaned forward and turned off the light.
Lin Jingshuo, who had successfully hidden himself completely in the darkness, also breathed a sigh of relief. Well, no one had ever said that. Hmm... some people may be a little older, but they are still so energetic...
From this point of view alone, the doctor's worries seemed unnecessary, and his initial concerns seemed a bit redundant.
Because my brother perfectly embodies what it means for a man to do his best in every aspect.
Then go to sleep. His brother won’t let him go now anyway.
Lin Jingshuo, who had successfully convinced himself, fell asleep in Tang Yu's arms with peace of mind.
Tang Yu, who was also hiding in the darkness, also put his heart at ease. Well, actually, he also felt that what he said just now had a bit of the flavor of a domineering president. Fortunately, Jing Shuo fell for it, otherwise he might not be able to sleep.
After taking a nap, Tang Yu opened his eyes and touched to the right skillfully. He found nothing there, only a small pillow. He sighed as if he was used to it.
Whose little 0 wakes up not in her husband's arms? I'm afraid it's only his family.
Needless to say, Jing Shuo must be in the studio now catching up on his inspiration from last night.
Since handing over the company to Ruize, Tang Yu's life can be described as healthy and rich. When he has nothing to do, he drinks tea, grows flowers, plays with cats, provides some inspiration to his wife from time to time, and occasionally takes the time to praise Ruize, and that's it.
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