Chapter 97 The Third Brother is Nineteen Too
Tu Chaoxi's tone froze, and she immediately looked over.
There stood a boy who looked to be only eighteen or nineteen years old at the door, completely covered from head to toe, wearing a black mask.
Only her dark eyes were visible. The moment she saw him, she lowered her eyelids slightly and placed the easel in her hand at the doorway.
Then he turned around and was about to leave.
Tu Chaoxi looked at the boy's thin back with a strange expression.
He didn't get a clear look at the boy's face and instinctively blurted out, "Stop!"
He quickly walked a few steps around to stop the man.
Lin Yue unconsciously clenched his fist, his eyes calm, and said in a hoarse voice, "...Is something the matter?"
Tu Chaoxi frowned: "You're the one who doesn't want to be friends with Tu Xiaomao?"
"Take off your coat!"
Lin Yue was stunned.
"Brother! That's rude!"
Tu Yao was no longer sleepy and quickly chased after them.
Tu Chaoxi brushed her head away: "Never mind."
He continued to frown at the boy in front of him: "Hurry up!"
"If you don't want to take off your mask, then don't. Take off your clothes."
Lin Yue breathed a barely audible sigh of relief and reached out to unzip his coat.
After taking off the stand-up collar coat, I saw bruises all over my body, from my ears to my neck and then to my arms.
Tu Chaoxi immediately scoffed:
"I knew it!"
Kids this age who wrap themselves up like mummies are either trying to be cool or they're injured.
But the injuries are just too terrible.
"Come in with me!"
Lin Yue paused for a moment, then followed him inside without much hesitation.
Policewoman Tu felt she was in grave danger, so she immediately grabbed him and whispered, "If my brother asks you where you got this injury, don't you dare let slip that I did a good deed!"
"Oh, and don't even mention that I came up with a solution for you."
Otherwise, I'll get another beating.
Lin Yue's eyes flickered slightly as he looked at the hand that was holding his, but he didn't say anything.
Tu Yao panicked: "Did you hear me? You're not allowed to say it!"
Lin Yue stared intently at her, and those memories he had deliberately buried suddenly surged up with this one action.
In my memory, it was her too, just a little girl of four or five years old. He caught her fighting with the kid next door, and then he grabbed her hand and told her not to reveal anything or let anything slip.
"What are you standing there for? Tu Xiaomao, bring the person in!"
A single sentence interrupted the flow of memory, and Lin Yue snapped back to reality.
Tu Yao immediately let go: "Coming, coming!"
Seeing people come in, Tu Chaoxi turned up the temperature a bit and said irritably, "Your injury wasn't treated properly. I called a nurse to come and reapply the medicine."
Lin Yue looked at Nan Ke on the hospital bed.
Their eyes met, and Nan Ke nodded slightly in acknowledgment.
Lin Yue looked away and his gaze fell on the man's calves, which were wrapped up tightly.
Tu Chaoxi scoffed, "He's different from you. His injury was an accident. If I'm not mistaken, your injury was from being beaten up, right?"
Lin Yue hummed in agreement.
"How old are you? Are you an adult?"
Beneath his mask, Lin Yue paused, then said in a hoarse voice, "Nineteen."
Tu Chaoxi was stunned for a moment, "...If you count the age, the third brother is nineteen."
After he said that, everyone in the room fell silent.
Tu Chaoxi snapped out of her daze and casually asked, "Was Tu Xiaomao with you just now? How did you two meet?"
It's here!
Tu Yao instantly snapped to attention, immediately waving her hand at Lin Yue and mouthing repeatedly: Don't say it! Don't say it!!!
Please! Don't tell!
Lin Yue was stunned for a moment, and the memory that had just been interrupted suddenly resumed.
What did he say back then?
When his brothers asked him, he honestly blurted out, "My sister got into a fight."
The next second, he blurted out: "...She saved me, and that's how we met."
Tu Yao: ? ? ?
As soon as he finished speaking, Tu Chaoxi and Nan Ke both frowned.
A few seconds of silence followed, then Tu Chaoxi slowly raised her head and asked, "...What did you say?"
"Tu Xiaomao saved you?"
Behind her, Tu Yao was waving her hands until they were almost worn out.
No, no! It's not true, it's not true!
Lin Yue hummed in agreement, "Including today..."
"She saved me three times."
Tu Chaoxi's voice instantly rose: "Saved you three times???"
Tu Yao: !!! !!!
"They even helped us come up with a solution."
He opened his mouth, and unlike his usual sullenness, when facing Tu Chaoxi, it was as if the last bit of obedience in his bones had been triggered. He recounted the story in a simple and honest voice with a hoarse tone.
Tu Yao was heartbroken. After sweeping around, she consciously squatted down in the corner.
Tu Chaoxi let out a long breath, looked precisely at the corner of the wall, and said expressionlessly: "...Tu Xiaomao."
Tu Yao: ...
Tu Yao covered her head and cried, "Don't scold me! Don't scold me! I know I was wrong..."
"You know nothing!"
Tu Chaoxi immediately snapped: "All you do is use your brain all day long! I was wondering how making friends could be so tiring! It's like your computer has crashed!"
"A hero's act, my foot! I thought you were joking the other day, but you actually went and did it! How many lives do you think you have to risk?! You come here right now! I'll beat you up today and change my surname to yours!"
Tu Yao continued, clutching her head, "Then you already have my surname!"
"Even if the sky falls, your mouth will still hold it up! Tu Xiaomao! You're finished today, I'm telling you!"
He hurriedly went to find a stick, but Nan Ke's ward, just like his own room, was completely empty at a glance.
Tu Yao was almost in tears, so she quickly got up and hid by Nan Ke's bedside, pointing at Lin Yue and complaining, "I helped him and he still complained to me!!!"
Nan Ke suppressed a laugh and comforted him tenderly, "Okay, okay... it's his fault, it's his fault."
Looking up helplessly, he said, "Alright, brother, stop scaring her."
Tu Chaoxi looked at him with exasperation: "It's always the same. Every time I hit her, you protect her. You're not even as good as the third brother. He may not talk much, but at least he's honest!"
At this point, the room fell silent again.
Tu Chaoxi rubbed her temples. What's wrong with her today? She keeps thinking about Lao San.
He instinctively looked at the masked boy: "What are you standing there for? Come here too!"
Lin Yue paused for a moment, then limped over to him.
The person walked up to him, and Tu Chaoxi went to the door again and brought back the painting.
"Did your grandma draw this for Tu Xiaomao?"
Lin Yue rubbed his fingertips together and hummed in agreement.
Tu Chaoxi stared at the painting for a long time. He didn't understand other paintings, but he could tell that the person who painted this one liked Tu Yao.
After a while, “…tell me again the solution that Tu Xiaomao came up with for you.”
Lin Yue looked up at him in surprise.
Tu Chaoxi said irritably, "Why are you looking at me? You can scold me all you want, but this matter should be dealt with. Besides, she has already come up with a solution, so there's no need to waste it."
Lin Yue repeated it, and after listening to it again, Tu Chaoxi fell silent for a long time once more.
"I'm speechless, how did they even develop this brain..."
After searching for a long time, Tu Chaoxi finally found a place where he could intervene.
"I'll contact the director. You guys just do what you're supposed to do, and I'll help you generate buzz."
Half an hour later, Lin Yue had his wound treated again before he was allowed to leave.
As he left the ward, he finally took off the mask he had worn the entire time.
Looking back and reviewing the situation, I was relieved to find that I had no chance of being recognized.
Then, little by little, he sealed away the memories that had just unexpectedly surfaced, and quietly went downstairs.
In the ward, Lin Jing was talking to his grandmother. When they got excited, the old woman couldn't help but laugh.
He also subconsciously curved his stiff lips into a slight smile.
That's good.
He will care whether he is disliked, will have the urge to approach them, and will crave their kindness.
But afterwards, you still have to go back to your own home.
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