Laws of Spirit Recycling

Yu Yan waited downstairs in Lin's house for a whole day, and finally waited for Lin Zonghai's two sons to come home. As expected, they were followed by a boy with big and round eyes.

Now that night was approaching, and there were still neighbors coming and going home or going out for a walk in the community, Yu Yan felt that it was not good to strike up a conversation rashly, so he waited for the three of them to go upstairs, and then he and Lin Zonghai gathered in the corridor below for a while before going up.

Fu Jianchi was nowhere to be seen, there was no barrier screen, and Yu Yan, who was wearing casual clothes, looked like an ordinary boy next door. He leaned against the mottled wall full of dust, and saw three or four passersby walking out, and the outside was covered by a black curtain. Only when the sky was right, did he straighten his back, assuming he was ready to go.

"Are you sure you want to ask these questions?" Yu Yan turned around and said to this middle-aged man who was quiet and melancholy.

"Well, that's all, trouble."

"You're welcome, this is what I should do."

Yu Yan stepped up the steps. Although he didn't understand why Lin Zonghai suddenly changed his mind, he had something to trust, and it might be related to the things he cared about during his lifetime.In order to hear the answer with his own ears, Lin Zonghai chose to follow Yu Yan and enter the door together later.

"I thought of a question. At this time, it is possible that they will see you." Yu Yan stopped suddenly, looked at Lin Zonghai and said, "Do you hope they can see you, or not?"

Lin Zonghai was stunned: "How could they see me? There was no reaction last night."

"That's because there was an enchantment blocking it yesterday."

Lin Zonghai pondered for a while, "Is there any other way to prevent them from seeing me?"

"Nothing."

After Yu Yan finished answering, he subconsciously looked at the surrounding environment, and in an instant, a cold and stern young man appeared beside him for no reason.

"Mr. Fu." Yu Yan's voice raised slightly, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Fu Jianchi glanced lightly and said, "Go."

Yu Yan recalled the questions Lin Zonghai explained, and walked up the last step with confidence. He stood in front of the inconspicuous door, staring at the dilapidated couplet that was missing a large piece, and whispered the words on it, and finally Unhurriedly raised his hand and rang the doorbell.

The door opened, and it was the young boy with bright eyes. He held the handle and asked politely: "Excuse me, are you... looking for Lin Aoshui?"

"No." Knowing that he was misunderstood by the other party as Lin Aoshui's classmate, Yu Yan immediately revealed his identity, "I'm Uncle Zong Hai's friend, and I'm here to condolences to his two sons."

Xu Yan let out an "ah", let go of the handle, and opened the door wide to welcome the guests, "Come in, please."

I thought it would be Lin Zonghai's two sons who opened the door, so it was useless to prepare a good talk with Lin Zonghai. Yu Yan, who showed up and entered the room so easily, felt that the situation had been developing in a smooth direction, and at the same time quietly increased I have a good impression of Xu Yan.

He was sitting on the sofa, looking at the boy who invited himself in with a word without warning, and was putting the poured tea on the coffee table.The door on the opposite side closed automatically after he came in for a while, Yu Yan nodded, as if he could see the two people hiding in the barrier.

"I'm a friend of Uncle Lin's son. They are resting in the bedroom. Many relatives have come to entertain them today, so both of them are tired. Wait a minute, I'll call them." Xu Yan walked to the door of the bedroom and turned around again. Turning around, "By the way, what's your name."

"My name is Yu Yan."

"Okay." He opened the door, Yu Yan knew that it was Lin Aoshui's bedroom, Xu Yan didn't go in, stood at the door and whispered something, Lin Aoyu followed him out.

"I haven't seen you before." Lin Aoyu moved a chair from the dining table next to the wall in the living room, and sat down opposite Yu Yan.His loose hair hung down on his slightly thin cheeks, he glanced casually at the sofa, and said, "My dad actually has a friend as young as you."

"To be precise, he and my dad are good friends." Yu Yan replied according to the pre-discussed words.

"Supplier?" Lin Aoyu frowned slightly, a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes.

Yu Yan put down a sip of the teacup he hadn't drunk, and recited his lines seriously: "No, my father and Uncle Zong Hai have known each other for a long time, and they are old friends for many years."

Lin Aoyu didn't speak, but just looked at Yu Yan indifferently, as if he was waiting for his next words, and seemed to be trying to analyze the truth of the words without any trace.

"Come here at this time, have you had dinner yet?" Xu Yan suddenly broke the silence. Sitting on the side of the sofa, he was affected by the awkward atmosphere, and he faced the two pairs of eyes looking at him in the living room a little unnaturally.

"I'm not hungry, thank you." Yu Yan smiled back at him.

"My brother is asleep, and he has to go back to school tomorrow, so just tell me if you have anything to say." Lin Aoyu didn't have extra curiosity about the strange visitor, as if he wanted to get to the point quickly.

It just happened to follow Yu Yan's thoughts and skip the inexplicable greetings.He recalled the few questions Lin Zonghai explained again, his eyes involuntarily glanced at the open space in front of the TV, and picked up the teacup on the table to hide his hesitation.

"I probably know about your family. Uncle Zong Hai was very hurt after your mother left for so many years. He has always been in a bad mood, but after all, it is a couple. I want to know. Your mother... came to see you off today. Uncle Zong Hai?"

"No." Lin Aoyu reached for a pack of cigarettes on the table, took a look at Xu Yan while taking out the lighter, then stopped, took out a cigarette and played with it in his hand, "Why do you ask this?"

"This is something your father was thinking about when he was alive. Maybe he thought that after his death, Aunt Lin would come back to see him because of a little sympathy."

"My mother won't come back." Lin Aoyu said lightly, but his expression was determined.

"Why are you so sure that she contacted you?" This was the second question Lin Zonghai asked Yu Yan to ask.

"It's not important." Lin Aoyu looked down at the cracked smoke in his hand, "The important thing is that she made her decision the moment she left, she doesn't want this family, she doesn't need us anymore."

"Do you blame her?" Yu Yan subconsciously uttered his curious question.

Lin Aoyu looked at him in a daze, as if he was not ready to answer this question.It wasn't until Yu Yan opened his mouth to ask the last question that he slowly revealed the truth.

"There is nothing to complain about. Who doesn't like a rich life with plenty of food and clothing? Besides, people like my mother have never had a hard life since childhood. It is normal for her to want to escape and choose to leave. Just figure it out. , but don't tell my brother these words." Lin Aoyu said to the closed bedroom door.

"Okay." Yu Yan agreed without hesitation. Holding his teacup, he finally asked the last question of the day, "Did you see someone you didn't know appear at the funeral in the past few days?"

"Someone you don't know?" Lin Aoyu asked back.

"Hmm." Because Lin Zonghai didn't give any clues or hints when he said this question, so Yu Yan had no choice but to face their doubtful eyes at this moment.

Xu Yan replied: "No." He thought for a while and added: "The people who have come these days are basically Uncle Lin's relatives, and there are no strangers."

After speaking, he looked at Lin Aoyu questioningly, Lin Aoyu nodded to confirm his words.

"I see, thank you, I should go." Yu Yan put down the teacup full of boiled water and got up, before leaving, said to Lin Aoyu: "My condolences."

Lin Aoyu didn't care and waved his hand as farewell.Xu Yan was a little strange to thank Yu Yan because he didn't understand, but he still smiled and said "you're welcome" and sent him out.

"By the way, Uncle Lin's tomb is in the 13th column and the 6th in Yong'an District of Baiyun Mausoleum. If you and your father want to see him, don't make a mistake. It is a new tomb that has not yet erected a monument. If you are really not sure You can also ask the administrators, they will tell you."

Xu Yan thoughtfully reminded him at the door, Yu Yan watched his sincere eyes, nodded and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, we didn't entertain you very much." Xu Yan smiled embarrassedly, after all, Yu Yan didn't even finish a cup of tea when he entered the door and left.

"I want to ask, are you and Lin Aoyu a couple?"

"Ah?" Xu Yan was taken aback, unprepared for this question, "Why do you ask that? He and I... are just friends, and he is my senior in the university."

Obviously not lying, when he explained, he held the door frame tightly, opened his eyes more roundly, and faced Yu Yan firmly, as if he was trying his best to convey the credibility of his words.

This kind of obvious weakness of conscience, Yu Yan can see it no matter how dull he is.But this is not important, the point is another thing.

"Then will you be at Lin Aoyu's house these few days?"

"Hmm... the senior is in a bad mood. I have nothing to do at school anyway, so I can stop by to see him." Thinking of the reason for his lover's depression, Xu Yan unconsciously lowered his eyes, with a worried look on his face.

"That's it, I won't bother you anymore, see you later."

Yu Yan bid farewell and left. After Xu Yan closed the door, he wondered if he had said something wrong just now. If Uncle Lin's friends knew about it and spread it to his lover's relatives, what would the consequences be?

"What are you thinking about?" Lin Aoyu, who had just finished smoking a cigarette from the balcony and entered the living room, saw Xu Yan with his head down, absent-minded as soon as he entered the door.

In order not to make the other party worry, Xu Yan chose not to tell the other party that their relationship might be seen through. He shook his head as if trying to forget the conversation with Yu Yan just now, "It's nothing, has Xiao Shui slept yet?"

"Well, he's too tired today." Lin Aoyu pulled Xu Yan and hugged him habitually, "What did you say to that person at the door?"

"I told him that Uncle Lin is buried in Baiyun Cemetery."

Lin Aoyu's head rested on Xu Yan's neck and shoulders, and the other's temperature and breath made him feel rare relaxation.In the past few days, holding funerals, receiving distant relatives who seldom come and go, and dealing with everyone who is familiar or unfamiliar who come to pay homage to his father, even though everything has been simplified, it still exhausts him and makes him exhausted.

With his usually indifferent personality, he could have gone his own way and skipped the red tape, but his younger brother insisted on giving his father a decent funeral in accordance with the custom. Therefore, as the eldest son, he not only had to take care of the guests, but also comforted his younger brother when he was sad. Emotions.

Fortunately, during this, there was someone who was always by my side, quietly staying in an unobtrusive place, clumsily trying to share for himself.Because of this person, he can eliminate the boredom in his heart when he is overwhelmed, and he can also relieve the heavy sense of powerlessness when fatigue strikes.

Lin Aoyu felt that the extremely fast spinning top on his body finally stopped at this moment. Xu Yan held it gently in the palm of his hand. Only when he was touched by the other's slightly warm fingers could he see the cracked body on the surface.At this moment, the hidden sadness can finally be released.

He closed his eyes, and thought of his busy and loving father, and his strict but caring mother. Those childhood memories drifted far away. He deeply understood that blocking the close relationship where blood is thicker than water is neither resentment nor escape. It's the boundary between life and death... It's the other shore that you can't reach even if you want to cross it.

An unprecedented sadness swept over his mind.

Lin Aoyu opened his eyes and asked softly, "When are you going home? I'll see you off."

Xu Yan tried his best to keep his posture, turned his head slightly, and brushed his chin against his hair: "I told Uncle Li to come over later, and he can stay for a while."

"Xu Yan, thank you." He lowered his eyes and said softly.