AWB Chapter 16
Chapter 16
Fu Jiujiu turned his head with a pale face, and happened to bump into Lin Jun's deep eyes.
Those eyes were dark and icy, revealing some unspeakable danger.
Fu Jiujiu looked at him, and bit his lip guiltily.
Lin Jun only glanced at him, then turned away in silence.
The next moment he hooked his waist and pulled him into his arms, and softly reprimanded him as if helplessly and dotingly: "You're skinny again?"
"Why are you so angry with him?" He Caiyi protected Fu Jiujiu: "I wanted two of these classic bags, one to carry and one to keep."
Then he said to Lin Jun: "Look, Xiao Jiu is much better than you."
"Am I your son or is he your son?" Lin Jun said coldly.
"Oh," He Caiyi suddenly realized: "So you are my son, I would have forgotten if you didn't tell me."
"Mom, if you continue like this, I'm going to run away from home." Lin Jun retorted to his mother.
"Please take the garbage out when you leave." He Caiyi was not to be outdone.
Fu Jiujiu was held in Lin Jun's arms, and the warm and pleasant breath surrounded him tightly, making his anxious heart a little more peaceful.
The atmosphere at the scene changed from the tense one before, and became more relaxed and lively. The mother and son refused to give in to each other.
With a puff, Fu Jiujiu couldn't hold back at last, and was amused.
He raised his head and met Lin Jun's gaze, his almond eyes bent into crescents.
Lin Jun looked down at him, his eyes covered by thick eyelashes were still somewhat cool.
But the coolness quickly dissipated in his smile.
Fu Jiujiu felt more at ease, and tried his best to calm down and sat down with them in the reception room.
At this time, a dog ran out from the shadows deep in the corridor, Fu Jiujiu was startled, and almost thought it was Fu Xiaoba.
It wasn't until the dog was in the light that he saw the difference.
This is a male dog, although it is also an Alaskan dog, it is much taller than Fu Xiaoba.
His temperament seemed to be more enthusiastic than Fu Xiaoba's, and he was grinning at the moment, and his feet were rushing towards Lin Jun.
Lin Jun opened his hand to him affectionately: "Xiao Linzi, come."
Kobayashi?Why is it so familiar?
When Fu Jiujiu watched the dog throw itself into Lin Jun's arms, he suddenly remembered.
Lin Jun once asked him on the phone: Do you miss Xiao Linzi?
How could he answer it then?
Fu Jiujiu's face became hot. At that time, he thought that Lin Jun was playing a hooligan, so he hung up the phone unceremoniously.It turns out that Xiao Linzi is not that?
Xiao Linzi made out with Lin Jun for a while, then turned around and threw himself on Fu Jiujiu's lap.
He Caiyi also laughed at Fu Jiujiu while teasing the dog beside him: "You are also a solid-minded kid. If I say you like this bag, you can buy another exactly the same bag and send it here?"
"I ordered the same style but different colors." Fu Jiujiu finally got a chance to explain, and quickly followed her words: "Maybe the clerk made a wrong match. I'll change it for you later."
"Leave it alone." He Caiyi said, "Don't waste your young time on this."
At this moment, the door opened, and a tall and straight man walked in carrying the wind and rain, followed by an assistant in formal attire and carrying a bag.
That person looked five or six points similar to Lin Jun, but he was older and colder than Lin Jun.
As soon as he came in, even the temperature in the room seemed to drop a few degrees.
Not only did Lin Jun immediately become more honest, but even He Caiyi became calmer.
"Young master." The servants at home saluted in unison.
Lin Qi hardly stopped walking, and greeted them all the way upstairs with his assistant.
When the aunts at home saw that everyone was here, they arranged meals.
Not long after, the assistant came down again, greeted the Lin family, and left in the rain.
Not long after, Lin Qi also went downstairs. He changed into a warm-colored casual suit, and he looked softer.
The Lin family's dinner table was very quiet, neither eating nor sleeping, although a bit serious, Fu Jiujiu felt more secure because he didn't have to socialize.
And this meal also made him feel the love of the Lin family for him.
Almost every dish in front of him is his favorite, and it can be seen that he really put his heart into it.
He doesn't like onion and garlic, and almost all of his dishes deliberately avoid these two.
Even the diced green onion used to enhance the freshness in the soup, Lin Jun carefully picked it out before handing it to him.
Fu Jiujiu lowered his head to eat, but there was an unstoppable soreness and warmth in his heart.
It was as if he hadn't been treated like this since his mother died.
He suddenly remembered that on the day of Daohe, Lin Jun seemed to avoid onion and garlic in the meals he ordered.
Lin Jun unscrewed the bottle cap for him, blocked the car door for him, wrapped him in his clothes when it rained, and covered him from the rain with his hands, knew what he liked, and also picked out what he didn't like, and only handed him his favorite of……
It's all small things, but it seems that he has carved them into his bones, and he does them naturally and calmly.
Even his family cherishes him as much.
A place in his heart that had long been dead seemed to be scratched by something, and it became alive.
Some are sore, some are painful and itchy.
The warmth of the family is really... It's been too long.
Only those who have had and lost can understand that kind of longing, so longing that they dare not even think about it at ordinary times.
Because it hurts when I think about it, and because I know too clearly that I may not be able to have that kind of warmth in my life.
This moment seemed to be stolen. For him, it was too extravagant.
The small and careless care and love that Lin Jun gave him were entangled on the tip of his heart one by one, making him feel as if his heart would melt and lighten up.
He couldn't even imagine how nice he would be to him if they were not divorced but in love?
How happy should he be?
He vaguely understands why some people would give their whole life's enthusiasm for such a short-lived happiness.
It feels so good to be cherished for that happiness, it's addictive like a drug.
Indeed, if it is not good enough, how can people be willing to sacrifice their hearts?
It's just a pity, as good as it was then, it will hurt as much after it is broken.
Fu Jiujiu couldn't help turning his head to look at Lin Jun. Lin Jun was sitting next to him and was eating seriously.
He hardly looked at Fu Jiujiu specifically, but whenever he was about to finish a dish in his bowl, he could always replenish it for him in time.
Lin Jun's side face was very three-dimensional, and he even had a cold temperament when he was not smiling.
So such tenderness and care, on the contrary, can make people feel warm and heart-beating.
Yes, if it is not good enough, how can anyone be willing to sacrifice?
Fu Jiujiu couldn't help thinking about it again.
When Lin Jun helped him pick up food again, Fu Jiujiu finally couldn't help stopping him: "I'm full."
Without warning, Lin Jun stretched out his hand and pressed slightly on his stomach, and then hummed lightly.
Fu Jiujiu's face burned almost immediately.
In front of the whole family and the servants beside him, Lin Jun's unabashed intimacy made him a little at a loss.
But the others seemed to be used to it, and their expressions didn't fluctuate at all.
After dinner, the family moved to the tea room to drink tea and talk.
He Caiyi loved Fu Jiujiu very much, and kept hinting to Lin Qi in words that his younger brother was so happy, so his elder brother should also put aside work and think about lifelong affairs.
Fu Jiujiu raised his eyes and glanced at Lin Jun, who was also looking at him calmly, the two looked at each other, and looked away from each other.
Fu Jiujiu couldn't help thinking, if He Caiyi knew that his younger son was divorced, would he still urge his eldest son to get married.
Lin Qi said to his mother with a half-smile: "Then you have to take care of your youngest son first, don't be satisfied with everything if you have a partner, and you have to come back to shoulder the burden of the family so that I have time to think about it, right?"
Lin Jun smiled and said nothing.
"Just say what you want," Lin Qi said in a cold voice, "The strange yin and yang are annoying."
Lin Jun straightened his posture immediately, serious and serious: "Actually, what I want to say is, brother, finding a partner depends on one's ability."
Lin Qi looked at Lin Jun dangerously, and knocked the teacup on the table slowly, making a crisp sound.
He Caiyi hurriedly intervened in the middle to mediate: "Okay, one meal a week, eight times out of ten you brothers will argue about this matter, it's only your father who left this mess, no one wants to take over."
"No, Mom." Lin Jun immediately comforted his mother: "Those who can do more work, who told you to educate your eldest son so well?"
Lin Qi glanced coldly and didn't argue about this matter any more.
It was He Caiyi who mentioned their father, which reminded Lin Qi of something: "By the way, Mom, I called today with my uncle. Xingyuan is coming back."
"When?" He Caiyi asked, "Is that child going back?"
"He's not going back," Lin Jun said, "I'll pick him up tomorrow."
Fu Jiujiu suddenly remembered the phone call that Lin Jun answered.
"Uncle Sui? Xingyuan? Sui Xingyuan?" He felt that the name was very familiar.
It may be because he hasn't heard of it for many years, but it took him a while to remember that this is Lin Jun's childhood sweetheart, and he was also known as the white moonlight in his heart in high school.
Even in this world, "Fu Jiujiu" only pursued Lin Jun after he went abroad with Xingyuan.
Sui Xingyuan was coming back, and the timing was a bit subtle.
Fu Jiujiu looked down at the blue tea in the cup: Could it be that Lin Jun filed for divorce because he was coming back?
Fu Jiujiu couldn't help thinking of his father, but he immediately shook his head again.
No, Lin Jun shouldn't be such a person.
Lin Jun is so good, he shouldn't make him so ugly in his heart.
The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, and the howling wind was frightening.
Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the crabapple trees in the courtyard were swaying wildly by the wind, as if they would be uprooted in the next moment.
The weather was so bad that they had to stay overnight at Lin's house.
The fifth floor is Lin Jun's private space.
Fu Jiujiu got off the elevator and stepped on the soft carpet. While thinking about how to tell Lin Jun to live in the guest room, he followed him through the corridor and into the master bedroom at the end.
As soon as the door closed, Lin Jun pressed him against the door before he could speak.
"What are you doing?" Fu Jiujiu looked at Lin Jun warily.
"What are you doing?" Lin Jun smiled meaningfully: "Fuck you!"
Fu Jiujiu's face turned cold: "We've already...well..."
His lips were covered by Lin Jun, and his soft lips were pressed against the lukewarm metal ring.
Fu Jiujiu slammed into Lin Jun's dangerous eyes, and Lin Jun's face was colder than his: "I'm afraid others won't know?"
"Hmm." Fu Jiujiu shook his head.
"Did you do it on purpose?" Lin Jun looked at him condescendingly: "Deliberately calling the wrong name, deliberately giving the wrong gift, what do you want to do? Want me to kneel down and beg for mercy?"
Fu Jiujiu licked his lips nervously, but forgot that Lin Jun's hand was covering his lips.
When the soft tongue touched the hot palm, both of them froze at the same time.
This kind of action is too seductive.
Fu Jiujiu was blushing with anxiety, her eyes watered, and she was anxious to explain something, but Lin Jun tightly covered her mouth and couldn't speak.
However, Lin Jun didn't seem to see his panic at all. He bent down Shi Shiran, his eyes were as deep as the sea, but with the coolness of the sea, his deep voice was also a little hoarse, and he knocked on Fu Jiujiu's voice in a deep voice. On the eardrum: "Think about it, don't you?"