Lin Shi didn't want to spend the last moments of his life with irrelevant people.
He turned and looked at Yu Bai.
Yu Bai had taken off the gold-rimmed glasses he used for disguise and no longer stood beside Lin Shi as his assistant.
He sat calmly beside Lin Shi, enjoying the farce in the old house with him.
Occasionally, he would pick up an intact tablet from the basket at hand and throw it into the brazier that was about to burn out.
Lin Shi had no objection to his practice of burning the tablets of the Lin family ancestors as firewood. After all, it was he who proposed it in the first place.
The place where they were was the Lin family's ancestral hall.
Lin Shi had been locked up here too many times since he was a child. He knew every tree and blade of grass here, where to hide things without being discovered, and where it was warmest to secretly sleep without being discovered.
He fished out a cell phone from a corner. Yu Bai understood and said, "Call Yan Xianjue?"
The satellite phone tossed back and forth several times in Lin Shi's hand, and he was a little hesitant about whether to make the call.
Yu Bai tore his eyes away from the surveillance screen and looked at Lin Shi, who rarely showed hesitation. "If you want to fight, then fight. I don't think you have anyone else to say your last words to."
Lin Shi raised the corner of his mouth and laughed: "It seems like I have a terrible relationship with others."
Yu Bai also laughed: "Isn't it?"
Lin Shi was silent for a moment before he laughed, as if mocking his own hesitation: "That's right."
But after Yan Xianjue answered the phone, he suddenly didn't know what to say.
After a long time, he only said "Long time no see."
Then, not surprisingly, Yan Xianjue retorted back.
Well, he should have thought of that earlier.
He thought about it carefully. Is there anything else he wanted to tell Yan Xianjue?
He believed that with the assistance of Yan Yian and Ji Xi, Yan Xianjue would be able to take over the company's affairs smoothly.
As for the others, it is not his turn yet.
He had been absent for too long, and no matter how he pretended, it could not change the fact that he and Yan Xianjue were not that familiar with each other.
He suddenly realized that it was only Yan Xianjue who was willing to play this little game with him to recall his childhood, and he was the only one trapped in the past.
The person who made the call was Lin Shi, but the one who finally broke the deadlock was Yan Xianjue.
Yan Xianjue's voice suddenly rang out: "So it's today?"
Lin Shi came to his senses and confessed, "Yes."
There is nothing to hide, and it is impossible to hide it. Yan Xianjue will always see it on the news.
Yan Xianjue sighed deeply: "It's too late for me to say anything now."
"That's right, there's no turning back for me." Lin Shi said with a smile in his eyes.
In fact, in the past two years, Yan Xianjue and Shen Fangli have said everything they could to persuade Lin Shi, but Lin Shi just wouldn't listen.
He was not the type to comfort others before dying, nor was he generous enough to tell them to forget him as soon as possible.
Growing up in the Lin family, Lin Lang is good at observing people's words and expressions, while Lin Shi is even better at manipulating people's hearts.
Lin Shi just wanted them to remember him forever.
Shen Fangli pushed the door open and walked in, sitting next to Yan Xianjue. Yan Xianjue stretched out his hand, interlocked his fingers with hers, and turned on the speaker of his phone.
As soon as he received Lin Shi's call, Yan Xianjue sent a message to Shen Fangli who was doing homework in the study next door.
Shen Fangli also rushed over immediately.
Yan Xianjue said softly, "Lili and I are here. Lin Shi, would you... like to start a video call?"
Lin Shi looked at the scene around him, which was not bloody but not much better, and refused decisively: "I don't want you to see me like this now."
His words made Shen Fangli's eyes sore again, and Yan Xianjue tried his best to control his emotions.
"Okay," he responded, his voice slightly hoarse, "so is there anything else you want to tell us?"
Lin Shi blinked, blinking away the inexplicable moisture: "Yes, actually I haven't lived enough."
Shen Fangli wanted to respond immediately, but Lin Shi's second half of the sentence made her give up the idea.
Lin Shi continued, "But I hope you're not thinking of saving me right now."
Shen Fangli, whose heart was touched, stared at the phone without blinking. Lin Shi slowly said: "Although I haven't lived enough, I don't want to live more than to die. I don't want to live with the blood of the Lin family in my body."
Shen Fangli fell back onto the sofa, leaning in Yan Xianjue's arms and sobbing softly.
Lin Shi's voice continued: "Besides, do you really want me to live? Yan Xianjue."
"I'm also one of the protagonists, right?"
Shen Fangli was so frightened by his sudden words that she hiccuped.
Yan Xianjue patted her back soothingly, his throat rolling twice, and he admitted: "Yes, Lin Shi, I'm sorry, I knew it from the beginning."
Lin Shi laughed self-deprecatingly: "It's okay, I just feel that I, the protagonist, am really pitiful. To escape the plot, the protagonist's death is necessary, right?"
Yan Xianjue closed his eyes and said "hmm" softly.
In fact, it is not entirely true. The world plot integrated into the novel also has a primary and secondary distinction. Lin Shi and Lin Lang are obviously the pillar-type protagonists, so Yan Xianjue is so actively planning how to get rid of Lin Lang.
Lin Shi chuckled: "Then we are of the same mind by coincidence."
He looked at the monk who told him everything with disgust and said expressionlessly, "I will take care of this."
Yan Xianjue forced himself to sound calmer and asked Lin Shi on the other end of the line, "Is there anything else you need me to do?"
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