after the canary rebellion

"Fuck, Lin is crazy without you." Zhou Rang and Song Heyan stood up immediately.

Regardless of their dissuasion, Lin did not smash the whole painting to pieces. No one dared to stop him, and his right hand also went from severe pain to numbness. This is so ironic. Last night, he still resisted in front of Song Lin, thinking that the other party was Unfortunately, and I am different from her.

He thinks Song Lin is too ugly, but in fact they are the same, they are both being played around without knowing it.

After smashing the painting, he was held by the wrist to change the gauze. Song Heyan looked at the injury on the back of his hand and said, "No, I have to go to the hospital."

The hospital that he had only been to before noon, went again in the evening, and it was the same doctor he had registered with. When he saw him coming again, he asked curiously, "You still have to pay for a fight?"

The wound was completely torn, and the already horribly deep places became even more frightening, requiring disinfection and bandaging again.

The doctor said to him, "What's the matter? It's not like a scratch from a fight."

Lin was not distracted, his head was lowered and he was staring at a certain place on the ground. The curve of his neck was very beautiful. Because of practicing dancing all the year round, he was not linked to the word "wool" when he was decadent.

Song Heyan beside him nodded hurriedly and said, "We will pay attention."

"Calm down, if you move your hand again, it will be useless." The doctor wrote in the medical record.

He looked up at Lin Mei, and found that the corners of his eyes were red, so he put his hand on his forehead, his expression turned cold, and he said to him, "You have a fever, do you know that?"

He was taken to take his temperature again, and Lin Mei was still immersed in a dream. Song Heyan was beside him, looking at him and sighing: "Why don't you feel a fever? Is there any pain?"

In the cemetery, Lin Mei was in a daze. He had a low-grade fever since he attended the banquet with Xie Zaiyuan, and after filming for a few days, he was still blowing cold wind by the lake, and went out to find Song Lin without wearing a coat. In the process, the pain that had been suppressed for a long time finally hit, and the strong emotional ups and downs made him feel nothing for a while.

The nurse took the medicine and reminded him how often to take the medicine. Lin Mei was not thinking about it, and said to Song Heyan, "I want to go back to Luotong Road."

That is the street where Xie Zaiyuan's villa is located. It occupies a good location next to the botanical garden. The density of real estate is very small. It is a rare and clean place in this city.

"Go." Song Heyan said, "I'll take you there."

"No, you can go back, it's very convenient to take a bus here." Lin Mo said.

"But it's more convenient for me to drive you."

Lin didn't look at him, his eyes looked like a deep pool without light or waves: "I want to be alone."

Song Heyan has been with him for so many years, it is impossible for him to be unaware of his temper, and if he continues to talk about it, Lin will not be unhappy, so he also told him: "Then be careful on the road."

"I'm not a child." Lin didn't wave his hand at him, and the white gauze on his right hand became thicker than before. After speaking, he wrapped the scarf tightly, and choked up with difficulty.

Song Heyan thought that he was afraid of the cold, so he gave him the rechargeable hot water bottle he carried with him, and said, "When it's time to send me a message, it should be here in four or ten minutes, right?"

Lin didn't nod his head, Song Heyan saw him getting into the taxi before leaving in peace.

On the way, the driver looked at Lin Mei from the rearview mirror from time to time, and accosted him, "Are you that star? The one who dances really well."

Lin Wu didn't look so good, Xie Zaiyuan kept sending him messages on his mobile phone, asking what happened to the call, and he wanted to call several times, but he hung up.

Too many things on his mind and the fever caused his consciousness to become dizzy. He blinked, leaned on the car window, and said, "Stop, I'm sorry."

Before the car stopped, he opened the door and supported the tree in the green belt, and couldn't help but spit it out.The driver rolled down the window in confusion and asked him, "Are you motion sick?"

Logically speaking, Lin didn't suffer from motion sickness, but at this moment he seemed to want to vomit out everything he had eaten in the past few days, and in the end he could only vomit acid water continuously.

After receiving the mineral water bottle from the driver, he struggled to unscrew the bottle cap with his left hand before he noticed that his hands were shaking uncontrollably.

He took a deep breath and slowed down for 5 minutes, and then got back into the car and he was back to normal. The driver was sure that he was the idol who always appeared on TV, and he was even more worried, fearing that this person would make trouble in his car.

Lin Mu head leaned against the car window, holding the phone and finally got through the calls that kept ringing and being hung up, and said to the other party: "Am I similar to him?"

His right hand was so badly hurt that he had to use his left hand to hold the phone, but when he said this, he switched to his right hand and held the phone hard, closing his eyes as if holding his breath and waiting Last Judgment.

There was a long silence to answer him, but he nodded, restrained his trembling voice, sounded calm and indifferent, and said, "I see."

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"What do you know!" Xie Zaiyuan yelled almost out of control, but the phone has been blocked.

He originally wanted to explain a lot, but when the words came to his mouth, he felt that he wanted to say too much, and he didn't know where to start.

And, so what if the explanation is clear?

Even if there was a deviation at the beginning, in the later day and night getting along, he definitely did not regard Lin Mei as someone else, Lin Mei was a unique existence to him.

However, what's the use of this? With Lin Mei's temper, being a substitute for a moment is no different from being a substitute all the time.

Even if they misrecognized a minute or a second, even if it was just a flash of thought, it is undeniable that this existed. Without Lin Mo, they would not have started.

After helping Lin Bu out of the siege, he knew that he had admitted the wrong person, but he didn't say anything. Facing Lin Bu's thanks, he said, "I seem to have seen you before. Did you work as a waiter in a restaurant before? It's quite a predestined relationship."

If Xie Zaiyuan told him that he was saved not because they were really destined, but because they mistakenly thought he was Lin Mo at first glance, and there was someone else between them, Lin would not have any relationship with him, Not to mention his half-brother.

At that time, Lin didn't need a backer like him much. Xie Zaiyuan extended a helping hand to him, and he asked cautiously, "Do you have someone you like? If you do, you can't."

At the beginning, he simply felt that if he told the truth, Lin would be more embarrassed, and he was not curious about Lin, so he subconsciously wanted to make him happy.

Unexpectedly, the bad results were planted at that time, and it broke out after seven years of brewing.

Xie Zaiyuan just got off the plane and got into the car in a hurry. He was never panicked before, but now he kept urging the driver to drive faster. When a call came, he subconsciously thought it was Lin Mei.

It would be better if it was Lin Mei, even if he scolded him a few words, but it wasn't.

"Aren't you and Lin together? He came out of the hospital and said he was going back to Luotong Road, but now his phone can't be reached." Song Heyan said.

"Hospital?"

"He's not right today." Song Heyan said, "Did you have any problems with him?"

"A little bit, I'm rushing home now." Xie Zaiyuan said.

"I used to see that Lin was not very resistant. He ran around to work and didn't complain no matter how tired he was. It was the first time I saw him so distracted, and I was a little worried."

Needless to say, Song Heyan, Xie Zaiyuan also knew that Lin Wu was a very strong person, and such a state of despair was too rare for Lin Wu, and he must have been unable to bear such a blow to show it like this.

At the beginning, Lin Mei didn't even have an ID card, but there was a way to learn dancing. It is said that the teacher let him come to the class for free, but he had to bear the other expenses. In order to provide this only way out, Lin Mei went around like a lonely soul. Working part-time, in front of Xie Zaiyuan, he was still in good spirits, with a stubbornness that could not be broken.

He was beaten to pieces by life long ago, but he didn't fall on the ground for too long, he gritted his teeth and stood up. In Xie Zaiyuan's view, what is more attractive than that beautiful face is that his eyes are always bright and never dim of light.

Now, Lin told him without giving up: "Got it."

It was he, Xie Jae-won, who extinguished the light.

Xie Zaiyuan knew very well that Lin didn't like him, and he couldn't figure it out at first, but later he also knew that Lin was not indifferent, but he always smiled slyly at him, and turned his head embarrassedly when looking at him.

He thought that Lin Mei could wait for him for a long time, and he needed to think slowly, the difference between his heart for Lin Mo and Lin Mo was not a moment of amazement, he didn't know whether the love that sprouted during getting along was from liking or habit , The dividing line between the two is not clear, and he is really afraid of making mistakes.

Now his beating heart tells him that there is no doubt that this is love.

When tossing and turning every night, I never imagined that one day he finally saw the truth clearly through the fog, because every word Lin Bu said to him indicated that he wanted to leave.

This kind of hindsight made Xie Zaiyuan afraid to go back to Luotong Road, and could only urge the driver to drive faster. Lin didn't turn off his mobile phone, and it was at least 20 minutes before he went back.

Before this great fear covered him, he didn't even think about what would happen if he lost Lin Mou.

In this vague relationship, Xie Zaiyuan, because it was Lin Wu who showed his thoughts to him first, he was the leader without any worries, enjoying the eyes, warmth, company, all the love that can be obtained from Lin Wu meaning.

Seven years was too long, and he also thought that Lin Mei should always like him.

"You are looking for Mr. Lin so urgently, what's wrong with him?" the driver asked.

Xie Zaiyuan said: "What do you think Lin can do if he is not angry?"

This is also asking himself, Xie Zaiyuan calmed down a bit.

He had hurt Lin Mei, but no matter how much he hated him, he would at most be venting his anger. Taking advantage of his uneasiness, he would sarcastically say some cruel words, so as to make himself feel even more guilty.

He can't do anything, and he owns a lot of things that Lin can't shake, and he's not a competitor, so he can fight to the death.

Just now I was a little scared myself, what can I do except to leave after arguing so much?

Besides, he disagreed, where did Lin fail to escape?

"Mr. Lin cares about you. If he is unhappy occasionally, you can just coax him." The driver replied.

The canary in the cage can flutter like this at most, and it is still under control.

The car drove into Luotong Road, the door of the house was not opened, Xie Zaiyuan looked at Lin Mei who was huddled at the door, looked from a distance like a stray kitten, temporarily stopped here waiting to be taken in.

He breathed a sigh of relief, got out of the car, walked over to open the door, sat next to Lin Mei, and said lightly: "I didn't make it clear, go in quickly, why are you sitting here and blowing the wind?"

Lin didn't move, his head was buried in his arms, Xie Zaiyuan thought he was having a temper, and wrapped his arms around his shoulders, Lin Mo then fell softly into his arms, rubbing his forehead against Xie Zaiyuan's neck, the scarf was loose, revealing bruises and bruises. pinch marks.

Xie Zaiyuan froze, and when Lin Mei's hot forehead touched him, Lin Mei's palm spread out towards him, and there were torn oleander leaves inside.

Over the years, Xie Zaiyuan not only mistakenly thought that Lin Mei would stay where he was forever, but also forgot what kind of person Lin Mei was, and just took away his sharp claws in front of him.

He is not afraid of anything, so you shouldn't provoke him.Xie Zaiyuan knew about it a long time ago.