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"I don't know what to say, my brother is fine, it's my problem... I can't help but think wildly."

Lin Sheng fiddled with the phone's typing interface, deleting points back and forth, but in the end he just typed out a vague sentence.

In fact, Lin Sheng's current thoughts are not difficult to express, but Lin Sheng is afraid that he and Liao Muyang will not be able to maintain the status quo if they poke through this thin layer of window paper.

Not moving forward is like the safest protection he has been used to for many years. Even if he takes an extra step, Lin Sheng will have to pay double the amount of thinking and anxiety.

After all, it is a biological instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

What's more, regarding the matter of Liao Muyang, Lin Sheng really didn't want any surprises from the bottom of his heart. Even in the occasional silent night, he thought about taking a step forward and being lucky, but in the end he lost to the uncertain event.

After all, the word homosexuality is not tolerated by the public nowadays, even if Liao Muyang is too kind to him, even if Qi Ye has seriously stated his opinion, Lin Sheng still dare not ask.

His life has been full of variables since before, just like Lin Shuping's mood can change hundreds of times within 3 minutes, so he will not have a firm understanding and result for anything.

This feeling is as if people who have seen him paint say that he has some talent, but Lin Sheng still stubbornly thinks that he is mediocre like a grain of sand in the vast crowd.

This is not self-effacing, this is an inferiority complex engraved in the bones to belittle oneself infinitely.

There is a long backlog of things that are too much to reach, and they can completely fill people into the abyss, and they will be silent and no longer have the idea of ​​​​calling for help.

Once this situation is formed, it will be extremely sad and terrifying.

Liao Muyang probably also had a long-term thinking, and reached this point by analogy a little bit like touching the edge.

If you like someone, you have to pay to protect him, no matter if she is him or her.

Liao Muyang knew that it would fail in any aspect if it continued like this, so he asked Lin Sheng to spit out his thoughts little by little, at least not to let that strong uneasiness continue to accumulate until it finally burst or became silent.

But Lin Sheng was still too timid, Liao Muyang thought about it, instead of standing still like this, it would be better for him to ask a question and let Lin Sheng answer it.

This method may be much better for children.

"Sheng Zi doesn't know how to say it, so let me ask you if you can answer it?"

Liao Muyang looked down at the lowered little head, and asked in a gentle tone as usual.

Lin Sheng was stunned when he heard Liao Muyang's words, as if he had never seen such a straightforward question-and-answer chat.

However, Lin Sheng also understood from the bottom of his heart that this method was indeed easier than expressing himself all at once, so he nodded earnestly and obediently.

And this thought that was separated from the expression finally realized with a very long reflection arc that the current posture...is really intimate.

Lin Sheng lowered his head shyly, blinking his eyes uncomfortably, and was about to move a little to the side quietly so that the two of them would not be so close. Who would have thought that just as he moved a little, Liao Muyang had already asked .

"Just now I asked Sheng Zai if he wanted to learn painting from Jiang Weiyi, what did Sheng Zai think of?"

"Hmm... Are you thinking that maybe I despise you? Or do you think you are troublesome?"

Listening to Wei Wei's elongated voice, Lin Sheng stopped his small movements for a moment, and didn't have the heart to take care of it any more, only the nervousness and uneasiness that Liao Muyang's words stabbed him indistinguishable remained.

He could even feel Liao Muyang's eyes on the top of his hair and the side of his face, which made him stiff for a long time, before he nodded helplessly to confirm Liao Muyang's words.

Liao Muyang looked at the slowly moving little head, and his eyes were filled with helplessness.

Of course, Lin Sheng would not see this appearance. He raised his hand and continued his small movements, gently pinching the little boy's neck, which was so low and prone to soreness after a long time, and kneading the hair until it became soft and smooth. small head.

Silently letting Lin Sheng relax.

"Sheng Zi, you are really not troublesome at all, and you are very capable."

"Actually, I have a bad temper, so if I feel uncomfortable, I will speak up directly."

Liao Muyang said this to Lin Sheng many times, but it still had little effect.

Fortunately, Brother Liao's patience with his children has always been endless. Although the effect is really unknown, as long as there is a slight change, Brother Liao thinks it is worth it.

As for where Brother Liao's overwhelming patience came from, in fact, he couldn't explain it himself, he just thought wildly, maybe it was Cupid and Yue Lao who finally made a reliable pair.

Listening to Liao Muyang's words, Lin Sheng shook his head and typed: "Brother is very nice and gentle."

In Lin Sheng's mind, Liao Muyang's image can be said to be too tall and taller. Basically, he is the sun shining all over the earth, except for being too perfect and dazzling, there is nothing wrong with it.

Liao Muyang looked at the words on the screen of Lin Sheng's mobile phone, and smiled with the corners of his mouth hooked, revealing two angry canine teeth, and rubbed Lin Sheng's head vigorously, self-defeating.

"Actually, I have a bad temper. When I was in junior high school and high school, I often got into fights with people. The scenes were bloody, arms and legs broken. If Sheng Zi saw me like that, he would definitely avoid me for a hundred thousand Run eight thousand miles."

"I'm not so impulsive anymore when I get older, but this mouth has never been taken advantage of."

"Sheng Zai thinks about it carefully when Jiang Yanyi and Qiu Sen and the others talk poorly to me, which one didn't get angry until they finally became calm."

Liao Muyang said these words to let Lin Sheng understand that he is not as perfect as he imagined, so perfect that Lin Sheng belittled himself infinitely and felt that he was unattainable.

Lin Sheng listened to Liao Muyang's words, and really obediently recalled the time when they got along with each other. After comparing with Liao Muyang's words, Lin Sheng suddenly realized that it really seemed like this...

However, the scene of his fight that Liao Muyang mentioned earlier made Lin Sheng not deterred by hearing those cruel words.

Maybe it's because the image of Liao Muyang is too deep-rooted in Lin Sheng's mind, and it is inseparable from the three words of security, so no matter how Lin Sheng imagines it, he doesn't have the feeling of wanting to run away.

But if that face was replaced by a group of people like Qiu Yan, Lin Sheng would probably tremble stiffly all over in an instant, so terrified that he would even forget to run away.

Liao Muyang looked at his little friend who was still thinking silently, with a face that became softer and more harmless under the afterglow of the setting sun, so Brother Liao couldn't help but add another sentence.

"The good things that Sheng Zi said are Sheng Zi's exclusive treatment, the only limited edition, no one else will ever have it."

The hoarse voice spoke love words that seemed to be a confession, and they all penetrated into Lin Sheng's little head, together with the emotion that reached the beating heart.

Lin Sheng seemed to be frozen for a moment, and after a long time of relaxation, he mustered up the courage to carefully raise his hand and type out a few words.

"Why is my brother so nice to me?"

The question that I wanted to ask for a long time but didn't dare to ask, I asked it cryptically with my deepest heart.

The slightly backlit phone screen made Liao Muyang glance twice before he could see the whole sentence clearly.

Brother Liao stared down at Lin Sheng's pure, soft and clean eyes, and the soft yellow light behind him scattered on the sparkling river, and the green and yellow branches and leaves.

The occasional footsteps around here and there, accompanied by the rustling of the branches and vines in today's small north wind, condensed a kind of tranquility and gentleness unique to winter.

Liao Muyang's eyes, which were somewhat stern when he wasn't smiling, began to smudge with a warmth that others couldn't see.

He lowered his head and leaned into the child's ear, speaking gently but seriously.

"Because... I like a child."

"His name is Lin Sheng, I like to call him Sheng Zi."

"Well... I really like him."

Liao Muyang originally imagined and planned countless gorgeous and memorable confession scenes, but he never expected that in the afterglow of an ordinary sunset in winter, he handed over this sentence, which is rarely taken seriously like.

But Brother Liao didn't think there was anything wrong.

Because I like it, I am confessing my love to you every moment, every minute, every second, and what I really say now is just my feeling that everything is just right.

Not flashy enough but gentle enough to be your liking.