Mr. Lin is crazy about his cute wife

Lin Yitang was complained by Li Xier. He sat up, feeling depressed and speaking in a low voice, "Xier, can you hug me?"

Li Xier was originally joking with him. Normally, she thought Lin Yitang would say, "Mrs. Lin, this is already the second day, not tonight." But he didn't say that.

Li Xier felt distressed when she saw Lin Yitong looking so pitiful and seeing how vulnerable he was, which was a rare moment of his vulnerability.

Li Xier also sat up and said, "Come here, sister will hug you."

Li Xier opened her arms and hugged Lin Yitong, and she stroked Lin Yitong's hair with her hands.

Lin Yitong had just finished taking a shower. He smelled of milk soap, fresh and clean. His hair was not blow-dried and was now half dry and slightly damp.

"Lin Yitong, what are you angry about?" Li Xier asked in a low voice.

"Well, it's nothing, I'm just upset." Lin Yitang rested his chin on Li Xier's thin shoulders.

"Brother, are you worried about mom and dad? Actually, I can understand your feelings, but mom and dad are adults, they know how to deal with it." Li Xier patted Lin Yitong on the back and coaxed him.

"Lin Du had a good hand, but he played it badly. He didn't even know how to deal with it." Lin Yitong put his arms around Li Xier's thin back.

"Well, maybe he is confused because of his own situation. You feel sorry for him, so you can help him."

Lin Yitang sneered, "I help him? Humph. What a joke."

“You feel sorry for mom and think it’s not worth it for her to be with such a childish and self-righteous man.

But have you ever thought about why your mother loves him?

I think there must be something about him that makes my mother obsessed with and admire him.

So, brother, don’t be partial and just think of mom with pity.

We are not our parents’ real feelings, so how can we understand them?” Li Xier slowly analyzed for Lin Yitang.

Lin Yitang raised his head, distanced himself from Li Xier, and looked at Li Xier.

Li Xier saw Lin Yitang staring at her, "What's wrong?"

Lin Yitang calmed down a little. He was hugged by Li Xier and felt safe. "Mrs. Lin knows everything I think. Are we one in mind and spirit?"

"Is this how you can use the unity of mind and body?" Li Xier wondered.

"Xi'er, I'm really mad at Lin Du. With someone like him like this, when will he be able to ask for mother's forgiveness?"

"Lin Yitang, if you care about your father, you should communicate with him properly. If you are angry like this, your father won't know about it, and it won't have any effect."

"I don't care about him. I feel bad for my mom. Even though we're divorced, I can't get rid of him."

"Mom still has feelings for Dad and can't bear to let him go. Otherwise, with Mom's personality, she would have ignored Dad a long time ago.

If you want to bring your parents back together, just speak nicely, don't keep it in your heart and be hard on yourself. Lin Yitang, don't be so stubborn." Li Xier reached out and pinched Lin Yitang's cheek, and then rubbed Lin Yitang's hair, like coaxing a dog.

Lin Yitang grabbed Li Xier's hand and said, "Xier, in the future, when you are doing ideological work with your students, don't be so gentle. I'm afraid they will fall in love with you."

"It doesn't matter if they fall in love with me. I only love you." Li Xier smiled.

"Xier, I love you." Lin Yitong wanted to kiss Li Xier's lips.

Li Xier was relieved to see that Lin Yitang was in a much better mood. She avoided Lin Yitang and asked, "Brother, that man beat Dad like this, how did you deal with it?"

"That person was the composer Gao Su. He got scared when he arrived at the police station. We handled it according to the normal procedures."

Li Xier had heard of this name before. "Gao Su, seems to be quite famous, a folk song writer."

"Dad, Mom, you're so worrying. At your age, you still go to nightclubs to be jealous and fight with others." Lin Yitong closed his eyes and pressed the top of his head.

Li Xier curled her lips, disagreeing with Lin Yitong's statement, "There are some things that young people can do, and older people can do them too. After all, who hasn't been young before?"