Don't play with avatars

Lin Dongyan stood in front of the old man, his expression was more dignified than usual.

Jiang Ye was stunned for a moment, and looked at Lin Dongyan hesitantly.

"You are Lin Dongyan?"

Lin Dongyan nodded solemnly.

Jiang Yin could see the feeling of facing an enemy from his expression, and couldn't help laughing a little, and said to Jiang Yeyi: "Grandpa, now he is my friend."

Hearing this, Jiang Ye withdrew his gaze from Lin Dongyan, turned to look at Jiang Yin, and said in surprise, "Now?"

Even though he hasn't seen him for many years, Jiang Yeyi still knows his grandson very well.

Jiang Yin said "we are friends now", which means that they were not friends before, and they may not be friends in the future.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ye's eyes deepened.

Before he could ask, Hu Yi, who was kneeling next to him, bent down, tears fell to the floor, grabbed Jiang Yin's trouser leg with trembling hands, and said in a hoarse voice: "Jiang Yin, I'm sorry for you, look at us Colleague once, forgive me once, okay?"

In Hu Yi's impression, Jiang Yin is a lazy and casual person who doesn't fight or grab. He used to fight against him, no matter how much he did, Jiang Yin wouldn't give him even one more look.

This time it should be the same as before, Jiang Yin wouldn't care about it at all.As long as Jiang Yin forgives him, Lin Dongyan will not pursue it anymore, it will definitely be like this!

He seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw, and crawled to Jiang Yin's feet: "I know I was wrong, from now on I will never fight against you again, please forgive me."

In the quiet room, only Hu Yi begged for mercy.

However, from his begging for mercy, Jiang Yin didn't feel a trace of remorse, but some distorted excitement.

Jiang Yeyi and Lin Dongyan remained silent at the same time, giving Jiang Yin time to think, and they would not interfere with Jiang Yin's decision.

The smile in Jiang Yin's eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by numbness and coldness.

His eyes moved slowly, and he saw the paintings not far away.

"Forgive you?" Jiang Yin repeated mockingly.

He let go of Jiang Yeyi's hand, walked to the table, picked up a cup of cold tea, walked to the side of the painting under the eyes of everyone, and poured the whole cup of tea on it unexpectedly.

When the tea touches the drawing paper, it will be soaked in an instant, and the wet piece of drawing paper will become transparent, as thin as a cicada's wing, and it will be destroyed with just a light touch.

"Jiang Yin?!" Seeing this scene, Sun Qian opened his eyes in disbelief.

How important this painting was to Jiang Yin, he didn't need to think about it, why did he destroy it himself after finally getting it back.

Hu Yi looked at Jiang Yin's behavior, and his whole body became that piece of paper like a cicada's wing, which was incredibly thin. He opened his mouth blankly, and a fearful thought appeared in his mind: Jiang Yin did this, why? I want to tell myself that this is no longer about a painting.

This is the case.

Jiang Yin couldn't forget the fear of facing death, and even more couldn't forget the temperature of Lin Dongyan's tears.

Before that, he never believed that one thing could force Lin Dongyan to this position, and Hu Yi did it.

"Why?" Jiang Yin asked.

Lin Dongyan glanced lightly at Hu Yi's face, took out the teacup from Jiang Yin's hand, and said to several people, "Go and rest first, and let me handle the rest."

Jiang Yin was a little hesitant. After all, it was his own business. It seemed that it would not be good to leave it all to Lin Dongyan and ignore it.

Lin Dongyan saw his doubts, put the teacup back on the table, turned to Jiang Yin, and said in a low voice, "I want to ask him something about Lu Wencheng."

Immediately, Jiang Yin nodded: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Lin Dongyan didn't answer, but said, "I'll pick you up in two days."

Jiang Yin said: "Okay."

Jiang Yin took the others out of the room, he believed that Lin Dongyan could handle this matter well.After all, it was illegal for Hu Yi to steal his own things.

As Jiang Yin and the others left, the room fell into silence.

Hu Yi lowered his head dejectedly, his face had lost a bit of color.

Lin Dongyan walked to the destroyed painting with gentle steps.

He turned his back to Hu Yi, stretched out a hand, and caressed the boy lying at the old man's feet in the painting.

This is probably Jiang Yin when he was a child, innocent, cute, and full of curiosity about the world.

It may be that his parents divorced since he was a child, which caused Jiang Yin to dislike overly passionate feelings.

Even so, Jiang Yin is just an ordinary person.

He should live in the sun, always turning his back on the dark side of the world.

It can be said that Jiang Yin and Lin Dongyan are people from two worlds.

Jiang Yin turned his back to the darkness; Lin Dongyan faced the darkness.

What Lin Dongyan has come into contact with is all the darkness in this world. In order not to lose his way in the darkness, the light on Jiang Yin's body is his lighthouse.

——It seems that I should look at him from a distance through an invisible barrier.

Just like it is now.

Jiang Yin was lying on the green grass in the painting, while he watched quietly through a thin piece of paper.

——It’s good for each other.

"Lin..." In the quiet room, Hu Yi raised his head.

"If you have anything to say, we'll talk about it when we meet Lu Wencheng in prison." Lin Dongyan interrupted him hoarsely.

Hu Yi raised his head and looked at his back, only feeling that Lin Dongyan at this moment was extremely lonely.

Like a dark shadow that is about to disappear in the fading light.

The author has something to say: Mr. Lin, don't be overwhelmed, your wife will be in your hands soon!

It's so hard to catch a cold again