loneliness meets loneliness

After three seconds of silence.

Everyone turned their heads to do their own things as if they had been relieved of acupuncture points, and the thin noise sounded in the restaurant again, and the normal dining state was restored.

Qin Yifeng and Lin Mixin, who breathed a sigh of relief, both lowered their heads, looking relaxed after crossing the chain bridge.

However, it got worse.

Taking a sip of his drink, Qin Yifeng lowered his head depressedly, full of sadness.

Now sister Lin will definitely not agree with herself.

Qin Yifeng looked at Lin Mixin sadly and depressedly, and sighed long.

Now not only can Milo not be found, but Milo's family is also not accepted, so what should I do now.

Lin Mixin raised his eyes and looked carefully at the man in front of him. He happened to be looking at himself too. He frowned his beautiful eyebrows, his face was gloomy, and his handsome brows were covered with dark clouds.

After a short period of contemplation, she relaxed. Just as Qin Yifeng looked at her suspiciously, she picked up the plate and swallowed the small European-style cake in one gulp, and took a big gulp of milk tea.

Qin Yifeng looked at Sister Lin who started the food-food program in wonder.

Sister Lin said lightly: "When can you find my brother and go home with him? I can vaccinate his parents."

Qin Yifeng was taken aback for a moment, his head froze for an instant, and he slowly reacted after three seconds.

He suddenly stood up with a "swipe", standing up straight, almost dropped the spoon of Lin Mixin who was eating.

The expression of joy slowly spread on his face, and he shouted excitedly like a child: "Sister! You agree!"

For an instant, even the air froze.

The people around turned their heads again and looked at their table as if they were locked, with astonished expressions.

Their expressions all conveyed a message: "The walls of the mental hospital have collapsed?"

Qin Yifeng showed a stiff expression, so he smiled awkwardly again, rubbed his head and sat down to drink a drink to cover up, lowering his head to secretly observe his sister's expression.

Lin Mixin lowered his eyes, swallowed a big mouthful of ice cream, coughed as if he wanted to relieve the embarrassment, pulled the corner of his mouth and showed a helpless smile, feeling puzzled and helpless.

Last time at the funeral, he was wearing a black suit. He was slender and straight, commanding people with an awe-inspiring aura, so she felt that he was the kind of high-ranking, witty, black-bellied president, domineering and terrifying rich second generation. She was very worried that her brother would Being bullied or betrayed is like being betrayed by Li Wangxi.

But this time it was completely different from the image he showed at the funeral. He didn't have that kind of domineering and terrifying presidential aggressiveness at all, instead he felt a bit childish.

That expression of earnest anxiety and eagerness is so real that there is no flaw to be found.

It makes people feel that he really loves his brother.

He is completely different from Li Wangxi, a pseudo-warm man who talks warmly all day long but abandons his lover in the end.

How could my younger brother fall in love with such a person? Didn't he always like warm men who are close to his heart? Could it be that the peaceful life of the past few years has made my younger brother too much, and his progress has become offensive.

But no matter what, as long as he is a good person and his younger brother likes him, then he has nothing to say. After all, it is better than his younger brother spending his whole life alone and breaking with his family.

Sister Lin was calm on the surface and thinking wildly in her heart, and Qin Yifeng was looking at her with a puzzled expression.

Why didn't she speak, and she still had a helpless expression? Didn't she recognize herself?

The people of the Lin family are really elusive.

Just like Lin Miluo, seeing how weak he looks, he can break the bones of other people's hands without changing his face, and even drinks such strong alcohol. He always thought that people with weak appearance have the advantage of being drunk after a sip of wine.

And if it were an ordinary person, if he knew that the person he loved would definitely leave without saying a word after making that kind of MV that insulted him, he would still be able to hold his breath and wait silently, like a little guard.

For example, sister Lin, who looks fresh and beautiful, in order to meet her younger brother's boyfriend to prove whether she is a good person or not, she even told others that she was pregnant with his child, and she didn't care about the contemptuous looks cast by others.

The Lin family is really duplicity.

Thinking about it, Qin Yifeng let out a long sigh.

At this time, sister Lin put down the spoon.

Qin Yifeng stared blankly at the empty dinner plates, cups and bowls, and a drop of melted ice cream was still sliding down the edge of the bowl.

Isn't she afraid of getting fat?

Aren't girls generally afraid of getting fat and dare not eat such a large amount of sweets?

"Hey."

Lin Mixin deliberately put on a serious face again, and tapped his fingers on the table to show his majesty.

Qin Yifeng, who wholeheartedly wanted to please Lin's sister, raised his head and looked inquiringly after hearing the sound.

"Hey, if you dare to bully my brother, the consequences..." Lin Mixin narrowed his eyes, with a cold expression, and gritted his teeth every word.

A drop of sweat dripped down Qin Yifeng's cheek, he waved his hands again and again and said, "No, no, no! Absolutely not!"

In the past when they talked, he usually couldn't suppress Lin Miluo, so if it was about bullying, it could only be Lin Miluo who bullied him.

As long as it is Milo, he doesn't care about the position, it's just love, and Milo has been bullied so badly by Li Wangxi before, so why is he willing to bully Milo?

Lin Mixin said again: "When can you find my brother?"

"This..." Qin Yifeng hesitated with a difficult expression on his face.

For the current self, it is not very difficult to find someone, besides, Mi Luo is accompanied by Li Wangxi, an idiot who only cares about money and life.

But the strange thing is that he has checked all the cities that Mu Quyan might choose, and Lin Miluo is not there. He even checked those small towns in the remote countryside, and there are none. Hide Lin Miluo in a small village disguised as a rude rural baby.

In order to prevent Mu Quyan from cheating and sending Milo abroad, he even searched Korea, Japan and the United States one by one, but there was none.

Moreover, it is impossible for Mu Quyan to kill Lin Miluo. For him who wants to destroy the Qin family, Lin Miluo is a very good bargaining chip, he can threaten himself, and it is very effective.

It's really strange, no matter how a person changes, at most it's just physical transformation work such as disfigurement, disfigurement, name change, identity change, and amnesia. A living person can never disappear out of thin air, it's not a thing.

Could it be that my current strength is too weak, I have no way to find Lin Miluo, so I can only ask my father...

Qin Yifeng was in deep thought.

Lin Mixin frowned, and knocked on the table again.

"Ah, what's the matter?" Qin Yifeng was startled awake and raised his head blankly.

"Does your father agree with you and my brother?" Lin Mixin asked with a frown.

Qin Yifeng paused, remained silent, slowly shook his head, then raised his face and watched Lin Mixin's reaction nervously.

Lin Mixin was not surprised or nervous at all. She looked calm, rested her chin on her right hand, and said in a gentle tone: "Then what are you going to do? With your status, if your father disagrees, there is absolutely nothing you can do. "

Qin Yifeng looked at the snow-white tablecloth, remained silent, and seemed to be thinking of a way.

Lin Mixin said again: "And your father won't secretly attack my brother and get rid of him?"

That's how TV dramas are written. Parents tried their best to stop it, but children still loved it desperately.

Qin Yifeng remained silent, staring at the table without moving, as if lost in thought.

Lin Mixin looked up at him.

He "swipe" stood up, turned around and ran out of the restaurant: "I'll go find him now."

Lin Mixin looked at Qin Yifeng who disappeared into the restaurant, calmed down for three seconds, then came to his senses and roared loudly at the door.

"Hundan! Haven't settled the bill yet!"

……

At this time, it was time for Qin Shengrui to take a nap after dinner.

The servants all went out.

He closed his eyes and lay down on the large deck chair on the balcony. Under the light breeze, the chair slowly moved a small distance.

The shadow of the chair printed a small black shadow on the streamer ground.

The surroundings are extremely quiet, as natural and comfortable as in the mountains.

The shattered sunlight cast a piece of golden light on the ground, flowing slowly like honey-colored fine sand, shining a comfortable shimmer, and a warm and comfortable feeling embraced the heart.

His drowsiness is getting thicker and thicker, when the eyelashes and lower eyelids are about to close.

Suddenly there was a noisy dispute outside.

He frowned slightly, opened his eyes, and heard the voices of his bodyguard and Qin Yifeng.

Bodyguards could be vaguely heard blocking.

"Master, you can't, go in, the master is resting, no one can go in..."

Qin Yifeng's voice of protest was vaguely heard again.

"I will apologize to him, but I have something important to say, very important..."

"Master, no..."

After going on like this for a while, Qin Shengrui felt annoyed.

The bodyguard is really useless, either drive him away, or let him in, so that even if he is finally driven away, he will be woken up, so it is better to let him in.

He rubbed his eyebrows, and said in an indifferent voice: "Let him in."

The noise outside instantly calmed down, and Qin Shengrui could almost imagine the ridiculous scene of the two of them froze instantly when they heard his voice.

After a while, there were light footsteps in my ears.

It seemed that he didn't want to disturb himself, and he could hear various depressed emotions such as entanglement, melancholy, apprehension, uneasiness, and fear.

Probably because of that child Lin Miluo.

These days, it's almost time to ask yourself.

Qin Shengrui yawned, blinked his sleepy eyes, and saw that Qin Yifeng had already walked to the balcony, standing in front of him hesitantly.

He put his hands on the armrest of the recliner, regained his expressionless indifference, and slowly opened his mouth to pretend to be stupid: "What's the matter?"

He clearly knew that he was doing it for something, but deliberately pretended not to know, and waited for him to speak.

He raised his eyes and looked at Qin Yifeng's ever-changing expression.

He stood under the faint sunlight, and the sunlight stretched his figure quite long, leaning obliquely behind him, forming a black shadow, which was unusually abrupt on the golden ground.

He frowned, as if thinking.

His hands were trembling slightly, as if he was thinking about how to speak.

He opened his beautifully lined lips, as if he had made a decision, and was about to speak.

Qin Shengrui looked at his throat, which was about to make a sound, and calmly stopped him: "How is the funeral?"

Sure enough, Qin Yifeng was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Qin Shengrui to ask something else at this time.

A look of disappointment and resentment flashed in his eyes, he must be hating himself for not speaking just now.

He still replied patiently: "Only a lot of former relatives came to seek relationships, but they were all kicked out. Everything else is fine, and no media dared to come to interview and secretly shoot, but."

He paused, as if unwilling to mention it, but continued: "Mu Quyan is here."

The sunlight came from the top of his head, swept a faint gray shadow under his eyelashes, and cast a faint light and shadow on his cheeks, giving him a sense of melancholy beauty.

Qin Shengrui was neither surprised nor cared, he looked away and said indifferently, "And then, did he make trouble?"

"That's not true." Qin Yifeng shook his head and said, "He just looked at the body, then stood quietly watching the funeral going on, and then we all left, but he still stayed in the cemetery, according to the cemetery guards People said that after we left, he just looked at the tombstone, and then a young and good-looking man and a teenager came, and they talked for a while before leaving, but what they said, the guard didn't see it, because they talked very loudly. Small."

Qin Yifeng raised his eyes and looked at his father anxiously.

Father still had an indifferent expression, as if he had nothing to do with him, as indifferent as an outsider.

From the time he could remember, his father had always had this look, and there had never been any major fluctuations.

"It's Han Nuo and Jing Yan." Qin Shengrui changed into a comfortable posture, and said in a calm tone: "You know each other, too."

His tone was calm and outrageous.

Qin Yifeng didn't speak, but just nodded.

Qin Shengrui folded his hands on his chest, closed his eyes, and stopped talking.

He knew that after asking these questions, Qin Yifeng must have mustered up enough courage to speak to himself.

The author has something to say: Until now, I don’t even know what kind of character Qin Yifeng is... (Fue forehead)

Originally, I wanted to write an affectionate black-bellied attack, but now it is completely off the track, very serious, and completely deviated from the original setting

I have written 12 words, and my favorites are still in single digits. I got up this morning and lost a favorite

It was really a thunderbolt from the blue sky, jade and stone were shattered, and the sky and the earth were cracked...

The only thing that makes me happy is the word "Young Master". Hei Deacon has read too much, and I get inexplicably excited when I type these two words~