After entering the book, I no longer want to be a substitute

When Su Lin heard his master say this, he felt like the sky was falling.

On the one hand, it was because he protected Yunxiu, and on the other hand, he personally admitted that "Wandering" was written by Yunxiu.

In fact, that day, after he came back from the concert hall, the first thing he did was to compare the handwriting of the two manuscripts.

An outsider may not be able to see the difference, it is just a combination of various musical scores, but for a music master like Su Lin, the difference can be seen at a glance.

He couldn't explain why he refused to accept it.

Is he afraid to face Yunxiu, or is he unable to believe that Meng Yao would do such a thing?

Or perhaps, he is afraid to face the fact that he has been deceived?

Su Lin held the phone, feeling painful and tormented. In fact, he now cared more about what Chen Nian thought about this matter.

He always felt that Chen Nian seemed to care more about Yunxiu, and his presence was too low.

But isn't he his master?

Su Lin sent a bunch of messages, but the other party didn't respond for a long time. He probably went offline again.

There will be a concert abroad in a while. The invitation has been sent several times, but he is not sure whether to attend.

For a long time, Su Lin always felt a headache whenever he picked up a pen. It wasn't that he had no inspiration, but he felt anxious because he had been doing one thing for a long time.

He put down his phone and pressed his eyebrows.

A lot has happened recently, and Su Lin doesn't know how to digest it all.

But he was very clear about one thing: some things were developing in a direction beyond his control.

Seeing him so worried, the housekeeper of the Su family's old house couldn't help but worry and asked him what had happened.

The servant had made tea and was bringing it over. Su Lin took the tea and said, "I'm fine, Uncle Zhao. Maybe I didn't get enough rest."

Uncle Zhao ordered the servants to raise the indoor temperature, and reminded Su Lin to put on more clothes in time when the weather got colder.

He nodded and said he knew.

The two were silent for a while, and Uncle Zhao asked him why he hadn't brought Miss Yun to dinner recently.

It's an inquiring tone.

Su Lin smiled, but it was very cold, making people feel that the smile did not reach his eyes. "Why bring her here? My parents are fine. I can't make my grandparents angry."

In Su Lin's father's generation, except for his younger aunt Su Mengran who is in the entertainment industry, everyone else is basically in politics.

Su Mengran is the only daughter and is very favored at home. She is only five years older than Su Lin.

Before the age of eighteen, he focused on playing the violin and achieved remarkable results. After the age of eighteen, he entered the entertainment industry, and with half his ability and half his background, he became very successful.

This young lady is different from others. She is one of the few people who has opinions about Meng Yao himself.

She prefers Yunxiu.

Many people cannot understand this.

Su Lin's father loves his sister very much and usually helps Yunxiu secretly.

However, he would be discovered by his wife every time and then face a life-and-death test.

Every time Yunxiu came to the Su family's old house, Su Mengran would almost always be there.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to get out smoothly relying on Su Lin.

After hearing Su Lin's answer, it seemed that he was no longer concerned about Yunxiu, and Uncle Zhao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

……

"Yunxiu, you'd better stay this tough. I won't let you go even if I die!"

When Yunxiu received the call, he was leaning on the small sofa and drowsy.

The caller's voice, which was so angry that it changed, suddenly made her sober up.

After figuring out who it was, Yunxiu felt even more sleepy.

Because of his tone and words, she finally felt that he was like a student.

Thinking about it carefully, Shen Que is only twenty-one years old. Originally, I was one year older than him, so he was at most his younger brother.

Yunxiu leaned against the small sofa, pounded his aching waist twice, and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Shen Que had prepared a lot of words, but when he heard such a careless answer, he suddenly felt a rare sense of powerlessness spreading throughout his body.

A punch hit the cotton. Yunxiu didn't care what he would do at all. She seemed to really want to break away from the past and be herself again.

But Shen Que was not willing to give in at all.

He would not tolerate Yunxiu's every mischief.

Shen Que smiled, his angular face full of cold emotions, and it was obvious that he was in a bad mood.

He said, "You don't really think that I wouldn't dare touch you at all?"

There seemed to be a layer of frost between the words, which made people feel nervous.

Yunxiu closed her eyes and felt tired. She didn't understand what Shen Que was thinking. When she clung to him and refused to let go, he didn't even want to look at her. Now she said she didn't want to bother him anymore, but this guy just refused to agree.

People will act like slaves even when facing their past selves.

Besides, it was common knowledge that several elders of the Shen family hated her, and they came to harass her time and again. Didn't he want to be the heir of the Shen family anymore?

Yunxiu opened his eyes, his gaze fixed on the sunlight streaming into the room. He said, "Of course, as long as you're happy to do so. However... if you do that, I think it will be difficult for you to get what you truly want."

She didn't threaten him, just reminded him.

The Shen family is now far from being as stable as the outside world sees it. The issue of succession has not been completely finalized. There are undercurrents within the family, and various forces are keeping a close eye on it.

In addition, the Shen family does not attach much importance to blood ties. Most of the time, what they need is someone who can support the Shen family's huge industry, rather than blood ties in the traditional sense.

Shen Que naturally understood what she meant, but he didn't expect that she would consider this step.

With her intelligence, it's rare for her to analyze these things.

Shen Que lowered his eyelids, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly. "Don't worry about this. At present, no one can save the Shen family except me. It's just you. They won't stop me."

It's just you.

Yunxiu savored this sentence carefully. After all, he still didn't regard himself as a serious person.

In Shen Que's eyes, she was just an object that could be summoned and dismissed at will.

Appear when you want to see me, and go away when you don’t want to see me.

She felt a little bad for Yunxiu, but more of an anger, and said, "Okay, I'll wait for your good news. Don't cry secretly if you get scolded."

After saying that, Yunxiu hung up the phone and turned off his phone.

She stood up from the thick carpet, fell on the bed and fell asleep.

She was too tired. The system punished her for not getting close to Shen Que by causing her sleep quality to decline at night.

Yunxiu's resistance was futile, but he did not intend to compromise.

She dreamed again, dreaming of the original world.

Orphanage, peach tree, drawing board, piano...

The kind teacher told her that he would come back one day, and if she missed him often, they would see each other every year. Some people only needed to be waited for, and they would never leave her.

She sat under the peach tree in a depressed mood, her chin supported by her hand, watching the falling petals. Tears were faintly visible in her bright eyes, and her sighs were soft and helpless.