King Crazy Game

There was only one month left before the New Year, and the cemetery in City E was about to close. Su Yu slowly walked out with Mu Li's urn, and the staff followed her diligently. After walking for more than ten minutes, when the urn was handed over to the staff, Su Yu squatted on the ground and cried like a child.

The petite girl who used to squat beside her and protect her like a hero has now become a small box. At this moment, she feels like she has been bullied. She runs back but finds that she can no longer find a shoulder to lean on. All her reluctance and grievances are poured out of her body.

Su Yu walked out of the cemetery, bit the back of his hand hard, and then sent a message to Lin Zicheng.

A coffee shop in this city.

A slender young man in a white shirt and black suit pants stood at the door for about half a minute before pushing it open and walking in. The waiters in the coffee shop were not from the city, and they all asked for leave to go home early this month, leaving only the owner of the not-so-big coffee shop.

The owner of the coffee shop was a man in his early thirties. He looked up and saw Yu Moshu, with a look of great surprise on his face. He walked out from the service desk and said, "I haven't seen you for so many years. I thought you wouldn't come again."

Yu Moshu bowed deeply to him and said solemnly, "Thank you for your concern. This may be the last time I come here."

The coffee shop owner was stunned. Seeing his serious look, he smiled and asked, "You are still the same, speaking seriously. This is the last time. Will you never come back?"

"Well, I'm leaving after I finish my work here. Thank you for always remembering me." Yu Moshu chose a seat by the window and bowed slightly to the owner of the coffee shop. "I'll still order the original flavor."

When the coffee shop owner saw him sitting in this position, he put his hand on the back of the chair and sighed: "Are you still thinking about her? We all said that if you were braver, maybe you could become a pair of jade beauties."

"Ah..." The coffee shop owner turned around and shook his head slightly, "What a pity, I don't know what happened to that girl later, I haven't seen her since..."

Yu Moshu lowered his head slightly, his eyes slowly falling to the table in front of him. His hands were tightly clenched on his trouser legs, his fingers slightly whitened from excessive force. It was as if he was back to the first time he met Zhao Xinyi many years ago, and he was so nervous that his palms were sweaty.

"Why have you been following me? I have someone I like, and students should do what they should do, study hard, and make progress every day."

"Don't meddle in my business, little brat. You won't understand even if I tell you."

“I am covered in filth, but my heart is still clean, it just doesn’t belong to you.”

"I love this world, just as I love the millions of you in the future."

"Goodbye. If there is an afterlife, I hope to go to the same school, sit at the same table with you, and share the same future with you."

Zhao Xinyi's voice rang in Yu Moshu's mind again.

"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" The coffee shop owner came over with a cup of coffee. Seeing Yu Moshu's pale face, he asked worriedly, "Do you want me to change your drink to something else?"

Yu Moshu took a deep breath and said apologetically, "I'm sorry for making you worry. I'm fine. I'll be fine after sitting for a while."

The coffee shop owner looked at him for a while, confirmed that he was okay, and then left to serve other customers.

Yu Moshu held the coffee cup in both hands and looked out the window. The busy streets had already begun to be decorated with festive New Year items. The red dots looked particularly eye-catching and lively in the winter. He chuckled, turned his head to look at the coffee, picked it up, and took a sip.

It still tastes the same as before, just like his original intention.

"Zicheng, my grandfather said he wants to see you in the New Year." Shen Qingning turned off his cell phone, jumped up from the sofa, and walked into the kitchen.

The temperature dropped particularly sharply today. Walking on the road, the wind blew over, just like a blade cutting my face, it hurt. Lin Zicheng just walked out of the villa a few steps, turned back, took off his clothes, and hugged Shen Qingning to sleep until noon before getting up.

The two missed breakfast, so Lin Zicheng decided to cook a hot pot at noon to replenish Shen Qingning's energy.

The water in the pot boiled, and the aroma of the soup wafted out. Shen Qingning smelled it as soon as he walked in. He suddenly felt as if he had no desires or requests, and only wanted a room, a person, and a home.

Lin Zicheng was using a colander to scoop out the white foam from the soup. When he heard Shen Qingning's words, he turned around and said with a smile, "Last time we had dinner together, Mr. Shen was very satisfied with me. He must be very satisfied with me this time as well."

"Last time I didn't know your position, but it's different now." Shen Qingning walked to Lin Zicheng, patted his shoulder, and said earnestly, "My old man is very picky. If you don't behave better, I won't care if you are kicked out."

"I can see it. The last time you called me, you were looking forward to you dumping me." Lin Zicheng put down the colander, wrapped his arms over his chest, tilted his head, and looked at Shen Qingning, as if he wanted to see a hole in him.

"What are you looking at?" Shen Qingning felt a little embarrassed by his gaze, so she stepped aside, glanced into the pot, and changed the subject, "What are you cooking? It smells so good."

Lin Zicheng laughed and rested his head on Shen Qingning's shoulder: "I'm not committing a crime by looking at my wife."

The word "wife" successfully made Shen Qingning blush. He pretended to cough, reached out to take the spoon, and stirred the pot a few times.

"Qingning." Lin Zicheng straightened up and held Shen Qingning's hand holding the spoon.

"..." Shen Qingning was glanced at by him, and his palms were a little sweaty, "What's wrong? My old man won't embarrass you, I'm here."

"This is the first time I meet an elder. Do you have a red envelope?" Lin Zicheng smiled evilly. "The Shen family has such a large fortune, so it shouldn't be small."

Shen Qingning suddenly remembered that Mr. Shen had always warned him not to use the Shen family's property to please Young Master Lin. He turned his head to look at Lin Zicheng, who had a faint smile on his face, lowering his eyes and slowly stirring the soup.

If spending a little money can make Lin Zicheng smile on the first day of the new year, it would be worth it.

"Mr. Shen has always been worried about me. Do you want me to call my old man along?"

When Lin Zicheng was eating, he suddenly said this, which choked Shen Qingning and made him cough non-stop. Lin Zicheng quickly poured him some water and patted him on the back.

After a while, Shen Qingning took a piece of fat meat from the pot and threw it into Lin Zicheng's bowl without thinking: "Zicheng, I suspect you just want to find something for my old man to do!"

"If I don't find him something to do, he'll definitely find something to do with me."

Lin Zicheng picked up the fat meat and looked at it for a few times. In the end, he swallowed it with a distorted face, and smiled wickedly at Shen Qingning: "The daughter-in-law should also meet her parents-in-law on the first day. My old man is very easy-going."

Shen Qingning was quite happy to see that he was having difficulty eating, but he couldn't laugh after hearing what he said next.

Among the old men of the four families, Grandpa Lin is the most difficult to deal with. Not only is he cunning, but he also has complicated methods. Compared with him, Lin Zicheng is nothing but a dwarf.