Laws of Spirit Recycling

Lin Zonghai didn't answer. Sitting in front of the old desk, he lowered his head and pondered. His eyes suddenly fell to a photo on the corner of the desk——a tall child stood in front of the man, and beside him was a child holding a child. The beautiful woman and her family of four took a group photo under the big tree in a compact and intimate way. Their smiles were joyous and natural. Even now, you can still feel the harmony and perfection presented.

"This was taken when Aoyu was in sixth grade and our family traveled to Yunnan. Although Xiaoshui was still young at that time, we took him with us. The family was very happy wherever they went, even if it was not a famous scenic spot. , I took a lot of photos, and now it’s been so long..."

Lin Zonghai picked up the photo on the table, wiped the dust on the photo frame with his hands, stared at the person in the photo, and said: "I used to always call him Xiaoyu Xiaoyu, but who knew that he really grew up and plumped up?" They will become wings, and they will never fly back..."

Facing him mixed with a trace of sadness and helplessness, Yu Yan couldn't understand it. Looking at the scattered lights outside the window, he said: "If you want to restore the relationship between father and son with Lin Aoyu, there is still time."

Seeing Lin Zonghai put down the photo, Yu Yan continued: "Since no one can separate him from Xu Yan, then give up. Just try to accept them. Why do you have to take care of this?"

Yu Yan really didn't understand the painstaking efforts of being a parent to take care of his own flesh and blood, let alone why the deceased still refused to let go, and wanted to intervene in the child's emotional relationship.

Lin Zonghai turned his head, looked at this young man who seemed to be about the same age as his youngest son, swallowed his unspoken explanation, and said, "You don't understand."

People often say these three words to Yu Yan, and he has long been used to it, "I just know that if you continue like this, the relationship with Lin Aoyu will only become more and more rigid, and staying here in the end will only be a waste of time."

Lin Zonghai's eyes flickered, he suddenly remembered, and said: "As you said, the reason why I stay in the world now is because I have a knot in my heart. If my knot is relieved, what will happen? You come and bring If I leave, is it to reincarnate?"

Judging from the treatment of the spirits of the underworld, Lin Zonghai will eventually disappear. Yes, the soul derived from him will completely disappear in this world. Reincarnation only belongs to some people, not including him. Yu Yan has already followed up with his boss on this point. Fu Jianchi confirmed it.However, according to the subtle rules of task execution, the result of such direct disappearance cannot be informed to the parties involved.

Yu Yan used his usual rhetoric, looked directly at the other party and said: "It's not about reincarnation, it's about leaving here forever."

Lin Zonghai didn't ask where he was going like other people did, but just showed a faint smile, "I understand."

Afterwards, Lin Zonghai went to Lin Aoshui's room and quietly accompanied his sleeping son. Yu Yan stood at the door and looked at it for a while, then returned to the living room. He walked around the sofa and was disappointed to find that the guitar was not there again. at home.

Lin Aoyu carried him out to work again.During the period when the Lin family stayed behind closed doors with Lin Zonghai, the guitar was Yu Yan's only good enjoyment. What he liked to do was to stand on the balcony and listen quietly to Lin Aoyu who got up in the afternoon to practice playing, carefully One or two strings, the touching melody produced by the fingertips, can make the mood vibrate.

Lin Aoyu is a very good pianist. I heard from Lin Zonghai that he was born in a conservatory of music, and working in a bar is too talented.But Yu Yan felt that as long as he was doing what he liked, it didn't matter where he was.From this point of view alone, Lin Zonghai is indeed a long way from knowing his son. He was the one who sent Lin Aoyu to learn guitar, and he, the father, is destined not to be able to become a bole on his son's musical journey.

Lin Aoyu brought Xu Yan back today, when he heard the door open, Lin Zonghai walked out of his bedroom, he and Lin Aoyu looked at each other, they were speechless.

As soon as Xu Yan entered the door, he observed carefully. Seeing Lin Aoyu's expression and the bedroom door opening automatically, he said clearly, "It's Uncle Lin, I... I'll stay here for a night, you two talk first."

After speaking, he ran to wash himself.

Lin Zonghai said to the young man who was taking out a cigarette: "I have something to tell you."

Lin Aoyu was slightly taken aback, stopped his movements, looked at his father, hesitated for a while before taking a step forward.

Yu Yan still stood on the balcony and watched them, but didn't follow up, because he had a vague feeling that the other party didn't want outsiders to be present. This was a private conversation between their father and son, and it was also Lin Zonghai's first step towards his son.

Xu Yan was in the bathroom, and the living room was empty at the moment, Yu Yan looked around, walked softly to the sofa, curiously stroked Lin Aoyu's cherished guitar, and carefully plucked a string.

There was a crisp sound, as crisp and clear as raindrops falling from the eaves.

With a smile on his face, Yu Yan studied for a while and found that Xu Yan had already come out of the bathroom.

"Lord Reaper!" Xu Yan changed his words after knowing Yu Yan's identity. He was wearing loose sportswear, with a towel on his shoulders, and he sat down beside Yu Yan regardless of his half-dried hair, "I just came in Why didn't I see you, are you invisible?"

"Uh... I was on the balcony just now." Yu Yan habitually moved to the other side.

Xu Yan, who had just taken a shower, had a refreshing fragrance on his body, and his two big round eyes were shining with moisture. He begged: "You are the god of death, there must be a way to keep Uncle Lin here, can you help me?" Let's not take Uncle Lin away, what conditions do you need before you agree? Just tell me."

"It's not something I can solve. Everyone has their own decision." Yu Yan pretended to be calm and put Lin Aoyu's guitar aside.

Xu Yan's attention was immediately attracted, and he asked, "Can you still play the guitar?"

"No, I'll take a look."

"This is the most precious thing of the senior." Xu Yan smiled, he got up and walked around the coffee table to the other side of Yu Yan, and sat down with the guitar in his arms, "He always smokes and the guitar is close to him every day, the senior plays the guitar very nicely, Have you heard of it?"

"I've heard it, it's really nice." Yu Yan admired it sincerely.

Hearing Lin Aoyu's affirmation from others, Xu Yan smiled brightly, seeming to have forgotten that what he was facing was not a human being at the moment, and said in a chatty tone: "I'm far behind. After learning the violin for so long, my level is still mediocre. In this respect No talent at all."

"You know the violin?"

"Well, I'm from the same music university as my senior. Although I can play the piano and guitar, it's just superficial, and the violin is my major."

"It's great to know so many musical instruments." Yu Yan didn't notice the envy in his eyes.

Xu Yan was a little embarrassed and said, "But I'm not good at learning, and as a music student, I can't do anything well. If you don't believe me, listen to it."

After finishing speaking, he straightened his back slightly and put the guitar in place, put his fingertips on the strings to try a few notes, and then started playing intermittently. A piece with a slow melody, like a low-pitched chants, floated in the air. In the quiet starry night.

Xu Yan's body swayed slightly from time to time, and his drooping eyebrows and eyes became softer, and the cold white light hung on the top of his head, making his wet hair and beating fingertips shine faintly.

Yu Yan was listening engrossed, and was interrupted by the knock of the door before he finished playing one piece. He saw Lin Aoyu striding towards him with obvious displeasure on his face.When he got close, he could smell the alcohol on the other party.

"Senior, have you finished talking with Uncle Lin so quickly? What did you say?" Xu Yan asked while holding the guitar.

"Something unimportant."

Yu Yan got up wisely and gave up his position to the lovers.He went to look for Lin Zonghai in the room, and found that this middle-aged man also had a gloomy expression.

Yu Yan asked; "What did you tell him?"

"It took only ten minutes to say anything, and before I said a few words, he stormed away in a rage."

Yu Yan reminded: "He drank alcohol, alcohol will amplify people's emotions and become impulsive and irritable."

"I know, there are few places where he works where he doesn't drink and socialize. I just want to talk to him today and clear up the misunderstandings between father and son. I don't want to deal with Xu Yan. He can do whatever he wants How about it. Who knows I haven't said anything yet, but just mentioning his mother, this kid came over with a burst of anger."

"It seems that Lin Aoyu loves his mother very much."

Lin Zonghai's eyes flickered, and he said: "He was brought up by his mother. At that time, the company was in its infancy. I almost stayed away from home every day. I either socialized outside or worked overtime in the company. I didn't care much about him from birth to elementary school. .”

Yu Yan followed along and said, "You worked very hard for the company's development at that time, I think they can understand."

"No, the one who really worked hard...is my wife."

Lin Zonghai lowered his head slightly, as if sighing silently. He stood by the window, looking down at the dark tree shadow outside the glass window, where there was only nothingness that could not be illuminated by the light source.

Yu Yan always felt that the other party had something else to say, but after waiting for a while, he didn't speak again.

Seeing that Lin Aoyu was in a bad mood, Xu Yan said a few words of relief, without asking too much, he smiled and pulled him along, took out his wallet from the pocket of his clothes behind him, and pulled out a card.

"Senior, I have something for you!" Xu Yan couldn't help but stuff the card into Lin Aoyu's hand.

"Bank card? Why do you find me one?"

Seeing his lover's serious tone, Xu Yan unconsciously hesitated and said, "I saw the bill given by the loan shark last time... This card is all the lucky money I saved since I was a child. My parents don't care about it. Password It has already been changed to your birthday, you can take it, it should be enough."

Lin Aoyu handed him the card: "I don't want it, you take it back."

Xu Yan drooped his face: "Why? What if those people come again in the future? Last time I smashed things, I don't know what I will do next time, senior, they are all gangsters, it is not so easy to deal with, as long as the money is paid off never mind."

"I will pay back the money myself, and you don't have to worry about it." Seeing that Xu Yan has been refusing to take it, Lin Aoyu directly threw the card on the coffee table.

The sound of the card being tapped on the table was small but harsh. Xu Yan pursed his lips and said, "I just want to help you. Why don't you appreciate my kindness? If you don't pay back the money soon, there will be interest later on." -"

"I said you don't need to worry about it, did you understand?" Lin Aoyu interrupted impatiently.

"Okay, I don't care."

Xu Yan picked up the card on the table and rushed out. Lin Aoyu looked at the closed door and wanted to say something, but he stopped before he lowered his head.