loneliness meets loneliness

S City Airport.

A sweet voice on the radio spread throughout the hall: "The plane bound for City K is about to take off, all passengers please board the plane as soon as possible."

Lin Mixin's high-heeled shoes stopped on the ground, and his brother's voice came from behind him.

"Sister, are you going back so soon? Don't you want to stay one more day?"

There was no hint of persuasion in the voice, Lin Mixin turned around, and saw at a glance the younger brother who was stuck with Qin Yifeng, ignoring the single dog at all, the corners of Lin's mouth twitched and her temples throbbed.

She let out a sigh of relief, frowned slightly, and said, "I've asked for leave for so many days, and if I don't work, I'll have nothing to eat. I'm a poor woman who has to support herself, alas..."

While talking, she let out a long sigh, raised her eyes to look at Lin Miluo meaningfully, and said, "It's not like you, someone takes care of you, but I'm a loner."

Unexpectedly, Lin Miluo raised the corners of his mouth, and a teasing smile appeared on the corners of his eyes: "Yes, sister, hurry up and find one too, don't envy me."

Lin Mixin looked at Qin Yifeng, who was next to him with a blush on his cheeks and quickly lowered his head, with a drop of sweat streaming down his forehead, sighed, and said helplessly: "Oh, really, you have changed, not at all the same as four years ago Not the same, if you and Li Wangxi postpone the meeting until now, he will want to cry."

It seemed that I was wrong to worry that Qin Yifeng would bully my younger brother, and I thought it was the other way around.

However, Lin Mixin looked at his smiling brother with a relaxed face, narrowed his eyes, and changed the subject: "However, why don't you hurry up and see your father-in-law, I have been to S City so many times, so you don't have to Pretend to be your younger brother and come see me off."

"Sister, you don't have to worry about this. My father is different from ordinary parents. He doesn't pay attention to these unnecessary etiquette." Qin Yifeng, who had been watching the conversation between the siblings silently beside Lin Miluo, suddenly opened his mouth to explain road.

Lin Mixin looked away, looked at Qin Yifeng who was explaining seriously, let out a long breath with his head down, patted Qin Yifeng's shoulder, and said sympathetically: "The most important thing is, I will definitely report everything when I go back. For parents, that is, your future in-laws."

Qin Yifeng thought of what Lin Miluo had told him about his extremely resolute and indifferent parents, who kicked him out of the house because his son was gay, and hadn't missed or regretted it for four years. Come on time to ask if your son has changed his attitude and decided to marry a woman.

"When I settled down in City S, I told them that your attitude is much better and has changed." Lin Miluo said softly.

Looking at his brother with a dignified face, a few traces of joy of revenge welled up in his heart, and then he easily turned and walked towards the registration office, waved his hands sympathetically and happily, and said, "Okay, see you later."

Lin Miluo lowered his eyebrows, looking at the back of his sister leaving expressionlessly, feeling angry in his heart.

She did it on purpose.

Intentionally give yourself a shot of anxiety before leaving!

Humph.

He has survived such a tragic event four years ago, and now he is living such a happy life, what is he afraid of, at worst, he will never return to K city and see his parents for the rest of his life.

Anyway...they didn't want to see themselves either.

It's been four years, have they thought about themselves? Lin Miluo doesn't know, but from the time he was kicked out of the house until he became a white-collar worker in a company, his parents didn't even make a phone call, saying "how are you doing outside?" Neither asked.

After such a long time, I still have the attitude of "When will your illness be cured, will you marry a woman? You are my son, otherwise you will never see me for the rest of your life, I feel ashamed". In their eyes, is it possible to marry a woman by yourself? Is it really more important than a lifetime of happiness?

From this point of view, what they want is not themselves, but an obedient son who can continue their incense.

Thinking of this, the corners of Lin Miluo's mouth turned up, and a mocking smile burst out.

"What are you worried about? My dad's attitude was also very tough at the beginning. It hasn't changed yet."

Qin Yifeng, who could see Lin Miluo's thoughts at a glance, turned him around with a relaxed expression, and walked to the car outside the airport.

He said happily: "Go home, my dad should really want to see you."

From now on, Mi Luo will be able to live in the Qin residence openly and aboveboard, and finally be able to live a sweet life similar to that of a newlywed. Thinking of this, Qin Yifeng is in a particularly good mood.

Lin Miluo, who was following behind Qin Yifeng, smiled wryly and said in his heart.

That's because your father still loves you after all, but my parents just...

……

It was already after lunch when I returned to Qin's residence from the airport.

This is Lin Miluo's first visit to Qin Yifeng's home.

Standing in the hall, there is a luxurious chandelier made of countless pieces of crystal shining brightly above his head, and under his feet is a luxurious carpet that even people like him can see.

Although I had seen similar beautiful houses when I was with Li Wangxi, the Li family was nothing compared to the Qin family.

"Let's go, don't look, my dad must be in the study at this time." Qin Yifeng changed his shoes, stood on the handrail of the retro stairs, and winked at Lin Miluo.

Only then did Lin Miluo turn his gaze away, put away his stupid expression of "migrant workers have never seen the world when they come to the city", and calmly followed upstairs.

……

The house is very quiet, Qin Shengrui is reading in the study.

A hardcover book was spread out in front of him, and the faint midday sunlight slid into the study room along the window, covering the floor with a light yellow streamer.

Now is the best time for a nap, and people of his age are also a little sleepy.

But his eyes were not closed, he thought, it's about time for Qin Yifeng to bring his daughter-in-law back, he wants to see for himself what Lin Miluo is like, what kind of person he is, otherwise he won't be worthy of Qin Shengrui son.

Look at the time, it's almost here.

He turned another page, although he wasn't looking at it seriously.

Sure enough, after a while, there was a sound of thin footsteps coming from my ears, "thumping" along the stairs, and slowly approaching my ears.

Qin Shengrui raised his eyes and looked at the door calmly.

It was Qin Yifeng's voice that rushed towards his face.

"Dad, I'm back. Look, this is Lin Miluo."

Probably looking forward to this day for too long, his mood is better than ever before, and his tone is full of joy, his elegant black eyes are filled with rippling luster like stars, like water droplets, slowly Slowly rippling in the eyes, a piece of clear light.

Qin Shengrui's gaze followed his son's hand to the side, and then froze, looking up and down like an infrared scanner.

This is a slender young man. He is wearing a knee-length black windbreaker, with the buttons unbuttoned, revealing the beige plaid shirt inside. You can vaguely see a graceful figure. The shirt is very long and rests leisurely on his legs. Her long legs were wrapped in blue pants, and she stood there with one leg bent, in a lazy and elegant posture.

Qin Shengrui's eyes looked up.

This is an elegant face, with black hair falling on his fair forehead, a handsome face looks even fairer between the short black hair and black coat, the corners of the eyes are smiling, gently rippling, there is a sense of European and American elegance The taste of ruffian celebrities.

The simple and elegant clothes set off his quiet and beautiful temperament, as elegant and handsome as a model on the cover of a fashion magazine, fair and attractive.

And he didn't seem to be nervous at all, instead he looked at himself with ease.

Qin Shengrui was a little surprised.

What a bold man.

Qin Yi, who was next to him, turned around and looked nervous.

He couldn't figure out what his father was thinking now, and Milo also had the same mysterious expression on his face. What does it mean?

After a while, Qin Shengrui spoke slowly, his lips moved, and said, "You don't look as good-looking as my son."

The tone is light, the voice is not loud, but it can be heard clearly in the quiet study.

Qin Yifeng almost fell down in astonishment.

Lin Miluo didn't respond, instead he smiled and didn't speak.

He understands.

"Dad, what are you talking about?" Qin Yifeng's eyes widened. He felt that his father was not normal today, so why did he suddenly say such illogical words.

Qin Shengrui glanced at him without explaining.

Lin Miluo put his hand on the back of Qin Yifeng's neck, turned his face sideways, raised the corners of his mouth, looked at the puzzled expression in Qin Yifeng's dark eyes, smiled like the wind, and said patiently: "It's nothing, it's just that your father warned me to let me Don't bully you in the future."

As Lin Miluo said, he turned and walked Qin Yifeng out of the study with his arm.

Qin Yifeng's voice gradually became smaller.

"Really, why didn't I hear him say it?"

"That's an exchange between father-in-law and son-in-law, you don't need to listen."

"Oh……"

Qin Shengrui looked at their leaving figures, turned his eyes away, and put his eyes on the book in front of him. Looking at the words as black as ants on it, thoughts gradually surged in his heart.

Lin Miluo was indeed a smart boy.

With such cryptic words, he immediately heard his own warning.

Fortunately, it seems that the person chosen by the son is not so bad.

Qin Shengrui yawned sleepily, closed the book in front of him, sat on the wide and comfortable wide chair, closed his eyes, and lightly fell into an afternoon sleep.

……

Bedrooms on the second floor.

Looking at the servant's leaving back, Qin Yifeng stood stiffly at the door of the bedroom.

On the contrary, Lin Miluo touched the bed familiarly, and drew the curtains, looking relaxed as if he had come to his own home.

"Feng, your dad seems to be very familiar with this. The room he prepared for me is a double bed. He is really thoughtful. He must be thinking... Maybe you will stay in my room overnight."

Lin Miluo looked at the big double bed and was very satisfied.

Qin Yifeng's father is really smart and powerful. It seems that he has already guessed that his worries before were unnecessary, so he just warned himself vaguely.

Qin Yifeng stood at the door, his face was like the yellow rice blown by the autumn wind.

Dad, you are really too thoughtful.

It's too late to complain at this time.

Qin Yifeng turned around stiffly to go out, "Take a look at the room slowly, I will be in my own room."

It's a pity that before he walked out of the door, he was pulled back by the young man behind him.

The breath brought a fiery airflow close to his ears, and his earlobe was dyed a shy red, and a deep voice flowed from between his lips and teeth, slapping his ears up and down.

"You don't have to go to the company this afternoon, do you?"

"No... no..."

Qin Yifeng answered honestly, there is no way, he is a child who will not lie to his family members, only on other occasions, when facing those people, he can be ruthless.

"That's good. Anyway, the room is so big, the bed is so big, and the afternoon is so long, we have nothing to do, and we are idle, why don't we..."

"Ah ah ah ah..."

The afternoon sun became even warmer, and a golden streamer sprinkled on the floor, making the people who watched it feel warm and throbbing physically and mentally.

The author has something to say: I still can't find the feeling...

poorly written...

I feel that it is easier to write abuse, and how to write joyful ones is twisted...

can't be happy...

Can't write something cute...

There is no cure...