Pokémon: What should I do? My father-in-law always wants to tear me apart

Lin Yi slowly opened his sore eyes, and the morning light shone through the gauze curtains onto his body, reflecting two soft and weak bodies.

They rested their heads on his arms, their hair scattered messily on the pillow, and their warm breath gently brushed across his sweaty chest.

At this moment, in addition to the lingering feeling of comfort all over his body, Lin Yi was more exhausted from the cracks in his bones.

Three days! Three whole days! I paid the public grain for three days, and I did nothing but eat, sleep and pay the public grain.

He held his breath and carefully moved the two sleeping people away from his body, his movements as gentle as if he was touching fragile glass.

When I tucked in the thin quilt that had slipped off them, my fingertips were still trembling unconsciously, for fear of disturbing this rare tranquility.

After all, every time he wakes up, there is a new round of draining waiting for him.

Ruan Yaoyao seemed to have endless energy. Even if she was too tired to even speak, she would still stick to him.

Mi Yu was originally shy, but now she also joined in the fun. The two of them sang the same tune, completely dragging him into this endless whirlpool of tenderness, unable to get out.

I staggered into the bathroom holding onto the wall. The person in the mirror had a neck covered with kiss marks of varying depths, and a back streaked with red scratches from fingernails, with some places even oozing tiny blood beads.

Lin Yi gasped, and gently stroked the marks with his fingertips, grimacing in pain: "Sh ...

After hastily treating the wound, he put on his shirt and tiptoed to the bedside. With his bony fingers, he pushed aside the hair covering Ruan Yaoyao's forehead and gave her smooth forehead a kiss as light as a dragonfly touching the water.

"Um……"

The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly and she murmured like a kitten.

When he turned around and was about to kiss Mi Yu, his movements suddenly froze.

The fingertips are wrapped with waterfall-like black hair, which feels softer and longer than I remember.

After spending half a year together, he hadn't even noticed that the girl had grown her hair long - that was a preference he had casually mentioned during their first night together.

Lin Yi's Adam's apple rolled and a gentle curve appeared at the corners of his mouth.

He bent down and kissed Mi Yu's closed eyes, and her eyelashes trembled slightly under his lips.

On the note paper on the bedside table, the pen words are so powerful that they can be seen through the paper: I'm leaving, wait for me to come back.

The ink was barely dry when he stuffed his passport and documents into his backpack. The sound of the zipper closing was particularly harsh in the silence.

Standing at the door of the hotel suite, Lin Yi looked back at the figures hugging each other on the bed for the last time.

So this is how it feels when my dad is separated from my mom every time she goes on a business trip...

Amid the mechanical hum of the elevator going down, Mi Yu slowly opened his eyes.

Her flushed cheeks were pressed against the slightly cool pillowcase as she stared at the empty door, a sweet and reluctant curve forming at the corners of her lips.

She stretched out her hand, and subconsciously covered her lower abdomen with her slender fingers, drawing circles lightly, and a smile gradually spread to her eyes.

……

"Ok?"

Tian Mengru glanced at Lin Yi, who was wrapped like a dumpling beside her, and a light sneer escaped from her throat.

The boy was wearing a high-necked cashmere sweater and a thick camel-colored coat with the zipper pulled up to his chin, revealing only a pair of vigilant eyes.

"Are you cold? It's autumn now, right?"

She tugged at her thin windproof jacket, her eyebrows slightly raised.

&34;I was recognized when I went out just now, and fans chased me all the way for autographs. &34;

Lin Yi shrank his neck and looked around vigilantly.

Tian Mengru sighed, her fingertips unconsciously rubbing her tactical belt: "Don't worry, this is a non-civilian airport, our plane is a special plane, there won't be other people."

&34;Oh.&34;

Lin Yi responded, but still maintained a defensive posture, with wrinkles on the hem of his coat.

Only he himself knew that what made him look like this was the kiss mark on his collarbone that would never be erased.

Tian Mengru shook her head and looked at the young man in front of her with complicated eyes.

Lin Yi, who has swept all major competitions and won awards in just two years since his debut and became a candidate for the king of pop, is obviously much younger than her, but he is already performing tasks at the same level as her.

It’s hard to say how high he can go in the future…

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard the sound of the boarding stairs moving in the distance.

A research team was boarding the plane in an orderly manner. All members had serious expressions and their suitcases were filled with precision instruments.

These are all the top scientific researchers in An Qing's research team. Any one of them alone is enough to shock the academic world.

As accompanying bodyguards, Tian Mengru and Lin Yi stood on both sides tacitly, looking around vigilantly.

In addition to more than ten scientific researchers, there were also three assistants and a translator accompanying them.

&34;Dr. An.&34;

Tian Mengru saw a familiar figure coming and raised her hand to greet him.

"Hello, Dr. An." Lin Yi also spoke in a serious tone.

An Qing, who was drinking soy milk, choked when she heard this, and the soy milk flowed down the corners of her mouth.

The young assistant at the side hurriedly handed over a tissue. An Qing took it while coughing and glared at Lin Yi:

&34;I'm a doctor, I'm your mother!&34;

"When you are working, you should refer to your job title." Lin Yi said seriously with a serious look on his face.

&34;Come on!&34;

An Qing rolled her eyes and raised her hand as if to hit someone, but was interrupted by the boarding reminder.

"Here, this is for you. Did you miss breakfast?"

An Qing casually threw a cup of soy milk to Lin Yi, and without waiting for his response, she stepped onto the gangway in her high heels.

The crisp sound of her metal heels hitting the board complemented her smart business attire.

Lin Yi caught the paper cup steadily and stuffed it into his coat pocket.

He stood by the gangway and watched the last researcher disappear behind the cabin door before he boarded the plane side by side with Tian Mengru.

"Mr. Lin, Ms. Tian, ​​I'm counting on you for this trip."

Inside the cabin, more than a dozen scholars wearing gold-rimmed glasses stood up to greet.

They had pens in the pockets of their white coats and ink stains on their collars, but there was no trace of arrogance in their every move.

Tian Mengru nodded in response. As An Qing's personal bodyguard for many years, she was already familiar with these scientific researchers.

However, it was Lin Yi's identity that forced everyone to be extra polite - this young man with the halo of "alternative king" was not only An Qing's only son, but also the descendant of one of the Four Heavenly Kings of China.

"Don't call me sir, it feels weird."

Lin Yi showed his signature dimples and said in a cheerful tone of a teenager, "Just call me by my name."

His friendliness instantly relaxed the tense atmosphere. Several old professors smiled at each other and sat down again.

&34;Bang!&34;

Tian Mengru suddenly pressed the button of the Poké Ball on her waist. A white light flashed, and a Pidgeot with a wingspan of nearly three meters appeared outside the cabin door.

&34;Please, Pidgeot.&34;

Tian Mengru reached out and stroked the feathers on the Pidgeot's neck. The latter let out a clear cry and flapped its wings into the air.

Noticing Lin Yi's puzzled look, Tian Mengru explained: "The flight to Laumea takes more than ten hours, and Pidgeot will be on guard in the outer airspace to prevent wild flying Pokémon from approaching."

"Flying for more than ten hours?"

Lin Yi looked up at the Pidgeot hovering in the sky, the golden sunlight gilding its wings.

"It's okay. My Pidgeot has great endurance."

Tian Mengru sat down against the bulkhead, her tactical boots tapping the ground rhythmically.

Lin Yi then discovered that the seats in the cabin had already been arranged, and only the seat next to An Qing was empty, which was obviously reserved for the mother and son.

&34;Take off your clothes when you get on the plane. The air-conditioning is on here. &34;

Before An Qing finished her words, she had already reached out and grabbed the zipper of Lin Yi's coat.

Without waiting for the boy to react, the heavy coat was neatly taken off, revealing the wrinkled turtleneck sweater underneath.

The moment her fingertips touched the fabric, An Qing's movements suddenly froze.

The crisscross red marks on Lin Yi's neck were particularly glaring under the warm light. Her pupils shrank slightly, and her eyes swept over those ambiguous marks. The corners of her mouth twitched:

"You haven't replied to messages these past few days. You've been talking to those two girls, Miyu and Yaoyao..."

&34;Yeah.&34;

Lin Yi lowered his eyes and straightened his messed up collar, but he did not intend to cover up at all, and met his mother's scrutinizing gaze frankly.

An Qing tightened her grip on her coat, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "I've been so busy these past few days, but you..."

&34;I am exhausted these days.&34;

Lin Yi's tone was serious, almost solemn.

He delivered food during the day and at night, in the bedroom and the bathroom, and he ate while delivering food. Lin Yi was almost drained dry.

An Qing: "..."

&34;What should I do with Linlin?&34;

Lin Yi was the first to break the deadlock, his eyes wandering to the water droplets condensed on the porthole.

"I'll leave your sister to your father."

An Qing threw her coat on the seat and her fingertips unconsciously stroked the dial of her watch.

"Um, my dad works for the league and takes care of the kids at the same time?"

Lin Yi imagined the scene of his father wearing a neat uniform but holding a crying child. The majestic personalities of the Four Heavenly Kings suddenly became a little funny.

&34;There is nothing I can do. Wenwen has to go back to her hometown for something.&34;

An Qing spread out her hands and gave a helpless smile.

&34;All right.&34;

Lin Yi leaned back in his chair, staring at the clouds outside the window in a daze.