unlimited healing

The atmosphere in the Lin family is always depressing, like the eve of a gloomy funeral. Everyone is tense and unhappy, but they are used to it.

The majesty of Lin Fucheng's face melted into his bones, as if he wanted to reprimand someone anytime and anywhere.

Even when eating is no exception.

Su Lingran sat on an empty dining chair, looking at the group of silent people.

The clock pointed to eight o'clock, Lin Fucheng said coldly: "Let's eat."

"Lin Yao hasn't come back yet..."

Lin Ran's elder sister, Lin Yu, was also there, and she hesitated to mention something, but was interrupted by Lin Fucheng's cold voice.

"If he really cared about it, he wouldn't be so late, and asked the whole family to wait for him alone!"

Lin Ran's second sister, Lin Miaojin, also came back on time, and beside her was her 16-year-old son, an overly silent and introverted boy.

Lin Miao and her son did not have any family interaction, and they did not look sideways at each other.

Lin Yu was also sitting beside her son. Hearing his grandfather's faintly unhappy tone, he put his fingers on his mother's and smoothed things over with a smile. Only then did the atmosphere improve a little.

This Lin Ran's nephew is one year older than Lin Ran, although he cannot be seen from the outside, but he is already 40 years old.

Su Lingran knew why they gathered here, today is Lin Ran and Lin Yao's birthday.Of course it belongs to Lin Yao.

But one was lying in the hospital, and the other was late. There was no way to talk about the birthday celebration, but it was just a silent and depressing meal together.

I don't even know what they are trying to figure out.

They ate in silence, and everyone clinked glasses stiffly as Lin Yu's son worked hard to enliven the atmosphere.

It was hard to relax, but it collapsed because of Lin Yao who walked in the next moment.

Everyone is used to the tit-for-tat confrontation between father and son as soon as they meet, even today is no exception, and the slight gentleness on everyone's faces has turned into indifference again.

Only Lin Yao, who is full of thorns, and Lin Fucheng, who is always high-spirited, will not get tired of fatigue.

Lin Yu's son is probably not used to it yet, trying to appease his grandfather and uncle.

Lin Yao didn't care, and sneered: "20 years have passed in a flash, and it seems that only parents have not changed in the whole family."

The eldest grandson is 40 years old. After Lin Fucheng dyed his white hair black, he doesn't look like a dying old man. His wife is also. Although she has snow-haired hair, she is dignified and elegant, and she is in better condition than her two daughters. .

"The more ruthless a person is, the slower he will age. Eat slowly."

Leaving behind Lin Fucheng, who was livid with anger and disgust, and the old lady Lin who comforted him, Lin Yao lit a cigarette by himself, and went straight back to his room.

Su Lingran sat there, really unable to see how he could be cured.

Lin Yao, who constantly initiates provocations and wars, seems to have exhausted all his strength not wanting to make himself and others happy.

"Frozen three feet doesn't happen in a day," Su Lingran thought for a while, "If that's the case, why not go back to the timeline 20 years ago."

[Di. 】The tone of the mechanical voice is flat, 【Go back to the timeline 20 years ago, yes.You can't change the past.Even if the player does something, what has happened will still not change.Most likely useless. 】

Su Lingran said gently: "I know."

[Are you sure you still choose to go back to the timeline 20 years ago? 】

"determine."

……

20 years ago, one week after Lin Ran's car accident.

Because the news of Lin Ran's car accident leaked out, Lin's rivals took the opportunity to sell short, and Lin's stock price almost fell to the limit.

Lin Fucheng had to expend most of his energy on this matter to narrowly turn the situation back.

After the matter was resolved, Lin Fucheng couldn't care less about investigating the exact cause and details of the original car accident.

But this does not prevent Lin Fucheng from turning a blind eye to Lin Yao at first, but later he is often dissatisfied and severely punished.

It can't be blamed that Lin Fucheng is angry every time he sees Lin Yao, it is difficult for anyone to be calm towards Lin Yao.

He started to dress up strangely, which could have been interpreted as a rebellious teenager, but after Lin Ran's accident, he started to dress like a woman.

Not only that, he said as if deliberately provoking, "I should have been a girl, otherwise why is there only one year difference, and your attitude towards me is so different from Lin Ran? If you are a girl like the elder sister and the others The explanation makes sense, the reason is just patriarchal, I can be more psychologically balanced."

"What's wrong with you? Look at yourself, how can you compare with Lin Ran? Blame us for favoring Lin Ran? You still have the face to mention your brother!"

Lin Yao's face was indifferent, and his eyes did not evade: "Why am I ashamed, did anyone ask him to save me? He ran here on his own initiative, and I didn't ask him to save me. It was him who had nothing to do and was sentimental."

That's it, every word adds fuel to the fire.

More blunt and more infuriating than 20 years later.

Lin Yao's body was covered with injuries every day, but when Lin Fucheng hit him in anger, his face and eyes were filled with joy like revenge.

Staring at Lin Fucheng like a sneer, it means that I am uncomfortable, and you all don't want to feel better, we all live in hell together.

Even when he returned to his room, Lin Yao didn't change anything.

At first, Lin Yu persuaded him to bring him medicine, and told him about the crisis that the Lin family was facing, so that he should not add trouble to Lin Fucheng.

But Lin Yao didn't care. Instead, he laughed until tears came out, saying that Lin's bankruptcy is not bad, and he wanted to see how majestic Lin Fucheng was living on the street.

He was so crazy that even Lin Yan didn't want to pay attention to him.

As for the second sister, Lin Miao, every time she saw Lin Yao, she would look disgusted, pointing at his nose and yelling, saying that he intentionally harmed Lin Ran.

"Among all of us, you are the most similar to Lin Fucheng! You are the same wolf-hearted."

All the insults against Lin Yao were invulnerable, but this one sentence made his face pale, the corners of his mouth bleed from biting, and his eyes were hard and painful.

But Lin Miao didn't care.

Su Lingran watched all this, every time Lin Miao said that he was like Lin Fucheng, Lin Yao's feminine attire would become more serious.

In a room with no lights on, the sharp boy like a beast is applying lipstick in front of the mirror, while suppressing hysterical resentment, choking and tearing, I am not like him!I'm not like him!I am nothing like him!

It's more pathetic than twisted.

It seems that Lin Yao's gender dislocation is not only caused by Lin Fucheng's patriarchy and indifference to him, but also Lin Miao's curse.

The things in Lin Yao's room are a mess, and there are many strange things, including the non-mainstream's favorite book of inverted six-pointed star demons.

Under the moonlight, a strange book fell to the ground due to Lin Yao's crazy behavior and spread out.

A slender translucent hand picked it up unhurriedly.

"Summoning demons, do youngsters now believe in this?"

Choking up and crying, Lin Yao, who was smearing on lipstick indiscriminately, froze suddenly, turned his head slowly, and stared behind him.

The moonlight shines through the screen window, and in the dimness of night and human dust, the young man standing there vaguely seems to appear out of thin air in Lin Yao's sight.

The young man looked at him calmly.

Lin Yao's eyes slowly opened bit by bit, tears dripped from their sockets, and the black and white eyes were full of panic.

He retreated subconsciously, but his legs and feet were weak, and he sat slumped on the ground.

I thought of the boy in the hospital who yelled about hell, and thought of how I couldn't find that boy no matter how hard I looked.

So, is there really a ghost?

"Don't, don't come here!"

Meowing like a kitten.

The person who should have been lying unconscious in the hospital stood intact in front of him, with a cold and dangerous aura that was ominous, and those clear and gentle eyes looked at him with unfamiliar eyes that he had never seen before.

Lin Yao sat paralyzed, his face pale, fear was more than just fear, and he lost all resistance: "Did you come to kill me for revenge?"

The ghostly and dangerous young man walked to him silently, and his translucent cold fingers landed on his neck.

Then, with his fingertips, he wiped away the smudged lipstick on his face.

Su Lingran looked down at the boy in front of him who looked more like a ghost than himself: "I'm here to fulfill your wish."

Lin Yao, who was unable to move because of the horror and cold, looked at the ghost who could easily kill him. He looked exactly like his brother Lin Ran, but with a mysterious and cold smile that Lin Ran had never had before. , looking at him with seemingly gentle but arrogant and dangerous eyes.

The tone was gentle and indifferent, and the pity seemed to be mocking: "Isn't it someone who can be solved with a light push? Why are you afraid of becoming like this just because I have the same face as him?"

Lin Yao still sat there paralyzed, his pupils suddenly widened with a tremor: "You are not Lin Ran!"

The elegant and dangerous voice is the way Lin Ran never spoke: "No."

Su Lingran lit up the book of non-mainstream demons that he didn't know where to make up, and said in a casual tone to the second-year middle school boy who was obsessed with non-mainstream: "I was only summoned because of your wish. We all know that demons have no human form. The appearance of me you see is the appearance of the person who impresses you the most."

If you say that you are Lin Ran's ghost, you must be repelled by fear, but if you say you are a demon who agrees with him, then you must be one of your own for the second-year boy.

Like a demon, Su Lingran showed an arrogant, cold yet elegantly disguised smile, looking at Lin Yao who was in a state of shock and horror because of his words.

"When did you show up?"

Su Lingran thought for a while, smiled, but his eyes were cold, and he said casually as if admiring: "When you pushed out the person who looked exactly like me. At that time, I was watching you. You did a great job good."

Lin Yao opened his eyes wide and looked at the demon kneeling down on him without blinking. The fear in his eyes was replaced by shock.

In those eyes that were as clear and beautiful as his brother's, he saw the indifference with a thin smile and his own reflection.

"Your soul suits me very well. In return for pleasing me, I will grant your wish. Any wish is fine."

Su Ling raised the corners of her lips, smiled lightly, and said to him, "Even if your brother disappears forever and you replace him, it's fine."