Chapter 57 Feeding the Pigeons "Go find a frame and frame it"
"I can't go home with you." Shen Lin lowered his head, stared at his held hand, and said slowly and firmly.
"If you like me, you have to accept me. I am not a tool that can be summoned and dismissed at will. You scared me in Finland."
It came along the network cable.
Shen Lin still has sweat on his back when he thinks about it now, fortunately he can listen to him talk properly now.
"You can't lock me up either."
The young man suddenly looked up with a serious look in his eyes. His face looked particularly fair under the cloudy sky, and his chin was a little red due to the wind.
"I can stay at home by myself. I don't go out often, but I have the freedom to go out."
"If you lock me up, I will be unhappy, as if you were an emperor."
Lu Yuting lowered his eyelids slightly, looking at the lively face in the car, and unconsciously raised his hand to touch the servant's earlobe.
Before Shen Lin could react, he heard him say.
"Well, you are."
Shen Lin's ears turned red all of a sudden, he took the man's hand away, and said righteously, "No, no, I don't deserve it either."
"I just want to say that you can't treat me as your appendage."
Lu Yuting said calmly, "I'll be yours."
Shen Lin was shocked. Why was he so stubborn? Why couldn't he tune into the normal channel?
"Any other requests?"
Shen Lin was stunned for a moment, lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then asked, "What if I run again?"
The wrist was tightened suddenly.
"Break the leg."
Shen Lin felt a chill down his spine. Ha, he is indeed a psychopath.
"What if I'm just going out to get a cup of coffee?"
“…”
Okay, this joke isn't funny.
"Can't you just break your legs?" Shen Lin asked back angrily, thinking what kind of train of thought is this, no wonder you can only be a villain.
Shen Lin pulled his hand, but didn't pull it away. Some raindrops floated in from outside. He could only ignore the gaze as much as possible and said with a stiff face: "It's raining... Block it for me."
Lu Yuting moved his body, and finally took off his suit jacket and covered Shen Lin with it, eliminating all wind.
“…”
He is quite obedient.
Shen Lin had never dated someone like this before, and was silent for two seconds, still not knowing what to say.
until--
"Can."
Shen Lin took two seconds to react, and then heard someone say, "Just don't run."
Break a leg?
Shen Lin said angrily, "Do you have to make both of you disabled?"
This is outrageous!
Lu Yuting lowered his eyes and stared at the man, his knuckles turning slightly white, and muttered to himself: "Then why did you run? Why?"
His tone was calm, but there was already a storm in his heart.
Why does he always have to run?
Can I just lock it up...
But just at this moment.
"Will you never let me go?" the young man asked, looking up, his tone very sincere.
The sky is gloomy.
When Lu Yuting heard himself say "yes", the light around him became dimmer and dimmer, and he could hardly see clearly.
Can't bear it anymore?
I hate him...
Yeah, I never liked it.
The blood cooled down little by little.
Next second.
"Then you have to listen to me, and we won't play forced love, okay?"
Lu Yuting's face became confused.
"I'm not your wife now. You have to chase me. If you chase me, you have to listen to me."
The boy was so sure of it that he even raised a finger.
"First, you get in the car. It's raining."
The storm in his heart suddenly subsided, and Lu Yuting's hanging fingers trembled physiologically, as if he finally felt the temperature.
He could almost see himself in Shen Lin’s pupils.
So gloomy and cold.
No wonder he was afraid.
The person in the car tilted his head to look at him, then sat further in and patted the seat next to him, "Come in and sit down."
The tone was short and serious.
In Shen Lin's sight, Lu Yuting had been staring at him without stopping. Even after closing the car door, his hands were not released and were wiped by the other party with a dry towel.
Alas... he didn't get wet.
"And then?"
Shen Lin was suddenly reminded, oh, yes, yes, he said seriously: "The second thing is, you have to be nice to me and not hurt me."
"Um."
Shen Lin was still having his fingers wiped, and the soft flesh on his fingertips was pinched.
"Then you need to apologize to me."
Lu Yuting didn't seem to understand what he meant. He looked over and said seriously, "Who told you to scare me just now?"
"Breaking a leg is so scary, that's all from be articles."
"What is be?" The man extracted the key words.
“The ending where the protagonists won’t be together.”
"We don't be."
Shen Lin was speechless all of a sudden, thinking to himself, you villain don’t have a partner anyway, right?
"You're talking about a sweet story, and there's no mention of breaking legs in a sweet story."
"sorry."
Lu Yuting frowned and looked at the man, then understood: "Did I scare you?"
Shen Lin thought that the boy was teachable, but the next second, "After my leg is broken, are you sure you won't run?"
"."
Shen Lin collapsed, he was indeed still abnormal.
The rain was drizzling outside and was about to get heavier, but the scene inside the car was quite different.
*
Two hours later.
Two boxes were delivered to the gate of Linjingshan by a special person. One contained a complete series of black-haired scarred face figures and a figure of the president of the uniform branch, and the other was a shoulder and neck massager.
There was a little note on it.
Basically, he was expressing his longing and apology, and thought that this meeting was not too formal. After all, "Chen Ning'an" was dead, the marriage was over, and he wanted to rebuild a new relationship.
I also drew a Q version of a human head and made a heart shape with my hands.
PS I added that it was a gift I bought with the money I earned from the drawing.
The housekeeper sighed, "After all, you don't have good food and drink outside."
I don't know if I have lost weight.
Lu Shen just crossed his legs, twisting the small piece of paper, with some wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, and said jokingly, "Little boy, you are very capable."
The butler didn't understand what this meant, so he just took his gift away silently, but Lu Shen stopped him again.
The other person stood up, lowered his eyes to look at the little things, and handed the small note to the housekeeper without raising his head.
"Go find a frame and mount it."
“It’s cute.”
*
Shen Lin was so sleepy that his head was about to fall off, but he was still picked up from the bed and asked to go eat.
He doesn't eat dinner in Finland. He always sleeps until midnight and then plays games in the early morning.
Very regular.
Shen Lin was limp all over, and really didn’t want to eat at all, until his jaw was pinched open, his teeth were pried open by fingers, and he was fed light pumpkin porridge.
Wake up slowly.
Around six o'clock in the evening.
After Shen Lin made the request in the car, he went to the mall, and it took about an hour to pick out the gift and send it out.
We walked a long way back and forth, and fell asleep as soon as we got in the car. We only had a vague feeling that I was being carried away.
I didn't care where I slept.
"Well...I drink it myself."
Shen Lin held the spoon, but he didn't hold it firmly and the spoon slipped into the bowl.
In the end, I fed him one bite at a time.
"You are anemic."
Lu Yuting frowned, held the man's wrist, and felt his pulse for a while. "I'll take you to the hospital tomorrow."
Shen Lin sat on the bed, his cheeks flushed, "No need."
But he was curious.
"Who did you learn how to feel a pulse from?"
Lu Yuting lowered his eyelids, pulled down the sleeve of the man's pajamas, and said calmly, "My mother."
"Her name is Xu Qingyi, and Chinese medicine is one of her hobbies."
Shen Lin was stunned. This seemed to be the first time he mentioned his mother's name, and the book didn't seem to mention it much.
"aunt……"
Lu Yuting said calmly: "Later he died of illness. My father was euthanized, and then Linjing Mountain was empty."
"He doesn't dare come back."
Shen Lin frowned slightly when he heard this. He always felt that there might be a misunderstanding, but it was not mentioned in the book, so he didn't know.
Until the beads on the wrist bones were rubbed.
"You're here to comfort my soul?"
Lu Yuting was half squatting, holding the man's hand. Hearing this, he chuckled and said, "I felt the same way at the time."
Shen Lin was stunned for a moment, "Isn't it?"
"These are the Buddhist beads from Huai'an Temple. After my mother passed away, her coffin was placed in a residence in Laoyun Mountain. I would visit her every day, thinking that this was a good thing. By chance, I ran into my father putting Buddhist beads on my mother. He said that this was for resting in peace, and I believed him."
"I would run downstairs every night and sleep next to the coffin. In my dreams, someone would hold me upstairs and cover me with a blanket. There was long hair. But when I woke up, I was still in the same place."
Shen Lin felt a chill down his spine for a moment, thinking that this paranoid personality... turned out to have existed since childhood.
Lu Yuting said casually, "I have always been very careful because my father would not allow me to get close to the coffin, but he would often stay there for a whole day."
"Until I overslept and was found by him during the day. My father burned almost all of my mother's belongings, took off the beads on her hands, and threw them to me out of mercy."
When Lu Yuting said this, he suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Shen Lin, "Are you afraid?"
“A dead person wore it.”
Shen Lin’s knees were trapped, and he stared at people blankly, not knowing what to say.
Are you afraid...
"You miss your mother."
That was all he could see.
Lu Yuting grabbed the man's hand and rubbed it slightly, his eyes dark as he said, "Shen Yunxiao is talking to you about this, right? What does he think of my mother? A dirty thing?"
Chen Lin frowned and said in a muffled voice: "I'm not afraid. If you put it that way, I seem to be the dirty one..."
"You are not."
The tone is very cold.
Lu Yuting slid up along the palm of the person, interlocked his fingers, and whispered: "You said a lot during the day, saying that two people should be honest with each other and can't hide anything."
Shen Lin felt vaguely uneasy, but he couldn't tell what he felt.
"You are younger than me, and I always feel that you don't need to know those things, and it will only add to your burden."
"I lied to you about one thing."
Shen Lin's fingers slightly grasped the bed sheet, and his heart stopped beating for a moment. He didn't know why, but suddenly he didn't want to hear anything.
"The host sent you away today and told me that the Buddhist beads seem to be more lustrous and more translucent."
Chen Lin was confused, thinking that the other party had changed the subject, and asked in a muffled voice:
"Is this a good thing?"
"yes."
Lu Yuting raised his eyes and stared at the man, and said in a gentle voice: "But the host told me that my father asked for the Buddhist beads... It was not to comfort his soul, but to summon his soul."
Shen Lin's fingers trembled slightly, and he asked incredulously, "What do you mean?"
"The Buddhist beads can only summon the soul of the original body."
Shen Lin's pupils were trembling, and he said helplessly: "But...but I'm not Shen Ning'an."
"I know."
The young man was so panicked that his face turned pale. He was in a state of confusion until Lu Yuting stood up and picked him up, saying firmly, "He's dead."
"He is not you."
Shen Lin still leaned on people’s shoulders and said intermittently: “I have memories of my own life…I grew up in Xilin District, Changxing Street, Zhongxing Welfare House…I studied and went to college, but I didn’t find a job after graduation…I was in a car accident.”
This is just a book—
My thoughts suddenly stopped.
When did he see it?
Why I have no impression at all.
Shen Lin felt a growing headache, and finally collapsed, with confused memories starting to flash back.
When he was young, he watched Magic Jasmine in an orphanage and fought with the little bully for candy; in junior high school, he was surrounded and bullied, but he fought back successfully; in high school, he drew a big head on the Chinese textbook and was reported by the dean of studies...
He is himself.
"What... lied to me?"
Shen Lin vaguely felt that a huge vortex was approaching him, getting closer and closer...
"Your paternity test."
My vision went dark and I lost consciousness.
Whoosh…
There was a cold wind blowing against the windows, making a ding-dong sound that woke people up. The young child woke up in his bed, and although it was autumn, he was still wearing short sleeves.
He looked around and instinctively reached for the window, closing it, trying to close it.
Can't reach.
The child ran to the living room and moved a stool to put underneath, so that he was standing right next to the window.
It's gloomy outside, it looks like it's going to rain...
What should I do?
What should I do?
He was very anxious, as if he was waiting for someone. Don't go down, don't go down.
It was still raining heavily outside the window. The child sighed and closed the window tightly.
The room was dark and there seemed to be no light at all.
He walked to the switch and wanted to turn on the light, but he didn't press it because it was a waste of electricity...electricity costs money.
This is a dilapidated residential building with leaks everywhere, no floor heating, no air conditioning, and only anti-theft windows that are like iron nets.
The child sat back on the bed. There was lightning and thunder outside. He tilted his head and stared blankly, without making any noise or fuss.
It was as if time had stood still.
Until the sound of keys turning in the door was heard.
The person you've been waiting for has come back.
The child got out of bed happily and ran over without even putting on his shoes. The person who came was a woman, but his face could not be seen clearly.
I smell like hospital disinfectant...
"Mother!"
Why does he call mom?
"An An baby, why are you barefoot?"
The scene suddenly distorted, all the characters became crooked, and the sounds became strange.
He is not An An!
Shen Lin gasped for air and woke up in shock. He was soaked and was picked up.
The back has been smoothed.
“Huff…Huff…”
"No, no."
"I am not."
Shen Lin's cheeks were almost bloodless, and he leaned on Lu Yuting's shoulder, muttering uncontrollably.
"You are not."
A calm voice sounded in my ears.
Shen Lin was suddenly pulled back to reality, and he hugged the other person tightly like a drowning man grabbing a piece of driftwood.
My eyes suddenly turned red...
"Lu Yuting."
"exist."
"Lu Yuting."
"exist."
Shen Lin didn't know what was going on, he started crying, his thin chest heaving up and down, accompanied by bursts of coughing...
It's night.
The sound of the rain was pattering, as if it overlapped with the dream.
*
The second day.
Shen Lin went to Huai'an Temple again. His eyelids were swollen like dumplings. He sat on the futon, waiting for the abbot.
I was shocked when the little monk came over to serve tea.
"How did you become like this?"
"allergy."
Very face-saving.
The little monk was quite mature, kneeling on the small cushion beside him and pouring tea for Shen Lin, "Master is giving morning lessons to the brothers, and even if Benefactor Lu goes, he will have to wait for a while."
Shen Lin was in a bad mood. When he saw someone coming over to serve him tea, he said gloomily:
"I'm not thirsty."
The little monk looked at the servants, drank it himself, and then took out a hot egg from his arms.
Peeling slowly.
"Weren't you fine yesterday? Why do you look like you've lost your soul today?"
Shen Lin drooped his eyelids and said sullenly: “Nothing, I just know that sometimes being cheated is a good thing.”
The little monk was not very old, and he chuckled when he heard that.
"why are you laughing?"
"Did Patron Lu deceive you?"
“…”
Shen Lin didn't want to talk to this child, but the other party handed him an egg at this time and said gently: "You should reduce the swelling."
"yes."
The little monk crossed his arms and looked at Chen Lin, "But I don't think you blame him. You just said it, it's better to be deceived."
"Can't accept the reality?"
Shen Lin: “…”
right!
I just can't! What's wrong!
"It's okay. I couldn't accept that I was a gene-edited child at that time."
Shen Lin was stunned, what?
The little monk held his chin and said, "I feel like I am a man-made person, the kind without a soul."
"What's your condition?"
Shen Lin was silent for two seconds, "I can't tell who I am anymore."
"May I have your name?"
"Shen Lin."
"Then you are Shen Lin."
A breeze blew through the window, as if taking away the lingering thoughts.
Shen Lin sat on the futon, looked at the little monk, and said after a long while, "Thank you."
The little monk propped himself up on his arms and looked at him, "You are so beautiful."
“…”
"Your eyelids won't look good if they're swollen from crying, brother."
"Give me the eggs. There is a group of fat pigeons on the mountain. I want to feed them."
Shen Lin handed it over.
Confused.
"What's your name?"
"Kuichi."
The young monk thought for a moment and said, "Master's morning class shouldn't end so soon. Donor Lu should wait a while. Do you want to go see the pigeons?"
*
In less than a moment.
Lu Yuting brought the host to the meditation room, but when he looked around, there were only two empty cushions.
The tea was even still steaming.
“…”
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