The stand-in of feigning death is subject to A and Cha

In the past seven years, Gu Minglang didn't return home very often, and Lin Xiaoshen often stayed at home alone and waited for him until late at night.

At the beginning, he didn't know how to take care of himself, and he was weak, so he was always sick.

Aunt Mei often came to the apartment to see him.

Cook and tidy up for him, and help him recuperate his body that was damaged by smoking and drinking in those years.

There was a time when Lin Xiaoshen had a high fever late at night, it was raining heavily outside, and thunder and lightning struck him. He was so frightened that he hid under the quilt and shivered alone.

Even the weak cry is full of fear.

After Aunt Mei received the call, she asked the driver to drive to Yunhu View Garden in the middle of the night.

She pushed open the bedroom door and saw the man huddled up on the bed. She felt distressed. She wiped his sweat with a towel, applied cold water to his forehead, hugged him, patted his back, and coaxed the child like coaxing.

Until the family doctor rushed over, he was not willing to let him go.

In her, Lin Xiaoshen found the long-lost maternal love.

Therefore, Lin Xiaoshen has always respected Aunt Mei very much, no matter how angry she is with Gu Minglang, she will not be implicated in the slightest.

Now, when Gu Minglang complained to Aunt Mei, he really took hold of Lin Xiaoshen's seven inches.

"Is there anything we can't discuss properly? If you drive your husband out and say that to him, he will be upset."

Lin Xiaoshen lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice: "It was he who did something sorry to me first, so I kicked him out..."

"Mr. already knew he was wrong about that day. Didn't he already apologize to you?"

Aunt Mei is the kind of kind-hearted person who can't help feeling distressed when she sees cats and dogs by the side of the road. Even Lin Xiaoshen can hardly have a temper with her.

She persuaded him earnestly: "I know you are a good boy, can you let him in?"

''good. ',

In the evening, the Chu River and the Han border.

A bed, each sleeping half, with a glass of water in the middle.

Gu Minglang looked at the glass of water on the left without a word, turned off the light for a long time, and then couldn't help saying: "Suppose, suppose I really want to do something to you, do you think this glass of water can do anything?"

Lin Xiaoshen turned his back to him, closed his eyes and said, "Yes, I will pour it on your crime tools as soon as possible, and besides, I put a lot of ice in it."

He added dissatisfiedly: "Are you here to sleep or to quarrel? Get out if you push me any further. Gu Minglang completely shut up.

Late at night, the moon is shining brightly.

The curtains of the bedroom were not drawn, and in the middle of the night, the white moonlight came in from the window and shone in the room, making it difficult to see.On the bed, Gu Minglang was already sound asleep.

And Lin Xiaoshen suffered from insomnia.

He was facing him, looking at that beautiful profile face peacefully through a glass of water.

Gu Minglang slept very peacefully, even his posture was well-regulated, unlike him, who wished to roll around every corner.

He suddenly remembered that when he was studying in the past, the family was not yet bankrupt, and he would often party all night with a group of buddies, and when he was drunk, he would lie on the sofa floor everywhere.

At that time, I didn't realize that I liked men, so I didn't shy away from it at all, so three or four men lay together on the luxurious big bed in the presidential suite.

The next morning, no one was kicked under the bed by him.

Later, we all knew that he didn't sleep well, and no matter how drunk he was, he didn't dare to lie down with him.

But in all these years, Lin Xiaoshen has never kicked Gu Minglang once.

__Because the person will hold him tightly when he sleeps.

Not to mention kicking him out of bed, it would be difficult for him to move.

But now, Lin Xiaoshen looked at Gu Minglang who was close at hand, and he didn't hug him anymore.

So, why didn't he kick him under the bed too?

Almost at the moment when the thought arose, Lin Xiaoshen's foot in the bed was ready to move.

Stretch your legs and kick hard.

Lin Xiaoshen's eyes widened sharply, and before he could get out of his mouth, he rolled under the bed by himself.

Lin Xiaoshen, who was lying on the ground, stared at a pair of dead fish eyes unwillingly.

Is he too light or Gu Minglang is too heavy? ?

Why was he the one who rolled down!

Almost the moment he landed, Gu Minglang on the other side woke up and turned to look at the pillow.

empty.

As if awakened by a start, he sat up abruptly from the bed, grabbed the hanging clothes, and was about to turn on the light. His low voice was slightly sullen: "Lin Xiaoshen!"

It seemed that he thought Lin Xiaoshen had run away again.

"At this."

The hand stretched out from the side of the bed, coupled with that gloomy and dejected tone, I don't know if I thought the evil spirit was killing me.

Gu Minglang immediately put down his clothes and walked over, seeing Lin Xiaoshen lying on the ground with a gloomy expression, holding in his arms the quilt that fell down with him, the corners of his eyes were red with anger, and he was already making up the quilt.

Gu Minglang: "..."

Seeing him coming, Lin Xiaoshen slapped him upside down: "You dare to kick me?

Gu Minglang knows how well he sleeps, just like he knows how unruly Lin Xiaoshen sleeps.

Gu Minglang stretched out his hand to carry him back to the bed, put him gently on the bed, touched the places where he was easy to fall, and asked him: "Does it hurt from the fall?" Lin Xiaoshen said weakly, "Let me try kicking you?" "

"can."

Lin Xiaoshen pulled the quilt over his head and said in a muffled voice, "Turn off the lights and go to sleep!"

"Slap" lights off.

The bed moved slightly, and Gu Minglang lay down again. After a while, he suddenly reached out and touched him, reaching into his bed.

Lin Xiaoshen kicked it hard and warned: "Go outside if you are in heat."

Gu Minglang grabbed his foot, shook it in his hand, and suddenly said: "You are very cold in bed."

"Hehe, that's because I'm cold-hearted."

"Come here, I'll hold you."

"No, if the water glass is poured, just wait and get out."

Gu Minglang didn't take that hand back, not until he fell asleep.

For Lin Xiaoshen, who was naturally afraid of the cold, this was a huge temptation.

In the end, the cold overcame pride.

Lin Xiaoshen scolded the air conditioner as a decoration, while stealthily holding Gu Minglang's hand, it was warm, with slender fingers and well-defined bones.

You don't need to look to know that it is a beautiful hand.

Lin Xiaoshen was so cold that he didn't feel sleepy, so he opened his eyes and looked at Gu Minglang in front of him, unconsciously, he remembered many things.

When Tianduan was established in the early years, Gu Minglang was very mysterious as the CEO and never showed his face in front of the public.

Gu Minglang was invited to a certain film premiere, and at the time, he didn't know who was not sensible. The camera swept across Gu Minglang and included him. Later, a staff member found out that the close-up of his face was cut out, He just missed the handle.

That night, the hands of unknown owners became popular on the Internet, and some people even joked that these were hands that should be insured.

The three-second shot is still available on the Internet and in Lin Xiaoshen's mobile phone.

The Gu Minglang in the eyes of outsiders and the Gu Minglang in Lin Xiaoshen's perception have always been different.

Lin Xiaoshen didn't know why he fell asleep, and when he woke up again, he was woken up by the heat.

__He has a fever.

The poisonous fire that was forcibly suppressed with medicine to run away before started to counterattack in an all-round way, and his eyes began to turn red from the burning, and he could hardly open them.

Throat was dry and sore, as if on fire.

Lin Xiaoshen opened his eyes, and immediately saw the glass of water in the middle, without saying a word, he grabbed it and smashed it.Feeling that it was not enough, I got up with the cup, and walked towards the teapot on the table feeling dizzy.

Halfway there, he fell to the ground with a "plop" and passed out from the burn.

Gu Minglang, who was behind him, stretched out his hand to grab the person, hugged him, and when he touched it, it was hot, and his whole body was scalded.

"Forest?"

He looked down and saw the glass rolled down on the ground, knowing that he had swallowed the glass of ice water, his face turned pale in an instant.Picking up the man, grabbed a thick coat and put it on him, then hurried downstairs.

Lin Xiaoshen had a dream. He dreamed of the manor in Germany and the private clinic that he had never seen before.

He saw the tree-lined path, looked up, in the afternoon, the sun was shining, the green branches stretched to the light blue sky, and the noisy summer cicadas were heard in his ears, the cobblestone path extended to the end of the shade.

The space was suddenly compressed, and the unreachable distance was suddenly shortened in an instant.

At the end of the tree line, he saw a luxurious car. A young couple stepped down and opened the rear door.

Inside, stretched out a white and clean little hand.

The hand tentatively touched the air, and finally grabbed the lady's person, leaned forward, and was hugged down.

Then, he turned his head, looked in this direction, saw him, and smiled slightly.

is himself.

"Lin, we are here. This is the place where you are being treated. Be good. Mom and Dad will pick you up soon, okay?"

Suddenly, Lin Xiaoshen found that he had become that little self.

He couldn't see anything.

It looks the same as it did back then.

"When will Mom and Dad pick me up?"

"When your eyes recover, I will come to pick you up immediately."

That condition was a bit difficult, and he didn't get better after three months of treatment.

Because he couldn't see it, he didn't know anything about this luxurious and spacious clinic that was comparable to a royal garden, and he couldn't even tell the way.

I can only sit in a wheelchair all day long, basking in the sun boringly.

The nurse didn't allow him to wander around, but relied on his obedience and didn't want to stare at him all the time.

He wanted to bask in the sun, so he pushed his wheelchair onto the grass and locked it.

I forgot once and almost got him sunstroke.

The grass was so big that it was difficult to even tell the direction, let alone find a shady place.

The nurse was scolded by the doctor, and he was even deprived of the right to bask in the sun.

At noon, he was sitting alone under the shade of a tree. The manor was built on the mountainside, and it would be a bit cold when the wind blows.

Finally couldn't help it, the whole person got out of the wheelchair and basked in the sun to his heart's content.

The breeze blows, sending bursts of flowers.

He knew that flowers were planted here, and he smelled it the first day he came here. It was very fragrant, and he could imagine how beautiful the flowers are.

He asked the nurse if he could go to see the flowers, but the nurse refused: "You are blind, what flowers are you looking at?"

Heartbreaking fact.

And now, the nurse is not around.

He became more courageous, smelling the scent, groping step by step, and walked over.

The outstretched hand was suddenly held by someone, shrinking into a small fist, and the whole thing was wrapped in the palm of the hand.

He couldn't move.

"Lin." A strange voice came from the top of his head. It was the voice of a young man, but it was out of childishness, calm and steady, full of security, just like the hand holding his own.

"Ahead is the pool."

Everyone in the clinic called him that.

His parents did not leave his name.

Because, he cannot die with this name.

Lin Xiaoshen didn't know until a long time later that neither his father nor mother actually wanted him anymore, and they both wanted him to die in the clinic.

The mother married another, and the father married another, who married his first love, and brought a child who was about his own age.

It was a handsome boy, even though he was dressed plainly, it was hard to hide his outstanding appearance.The lips are red and the teeth are white, and the powder is carved with jade. It turns out that beauty can also be used to describe a child.

Lu Chenxing fits his name very well, and there are indeed stars in his eyes.

But Lin Xiaoshen didn't like him.

__Here is the man who is coming to take his place.

If, if he had died in that private clinic in Germany, then his good father would have allowed this illegitimate son to be named after him and become the young master of the Lin family.

However, he came back alive and saw it too.

Those eyes trapped in darkness, the first thing they see after seeing the light is the ugliness of human nature.

After Lin Xiaoshen returned to China from the clinic, what he saw was a banquet held by his father for the illegitimate son. All the famous families were listed. He was admired by the stars like a prince, and he was in the limelight under the name of Young Master Lin.

At the climax of the banquet, Father Lin was about to introduce Lu Chenxing.

Lin Xiaoshen was sitting in a wheelchair, and was slowly pushed out by the servant. Across dozens of steps, he stared at the guy who occupied the magpie's nest.

Everyone fell silent, looking in shock at the cold-looking boy upstairs.

Almost the moment their eyes met, Lu Chenxing was stunned just like Father Lin.

Lin Xiaoshen smiled, but his eyes were cold: "Father, I'm back, are you happy?"

"I just went to see my grandfather, and he was very happy to see me."

Later, the Lin family lost an innocent soul and gained an illegitimate second young master.

Concerned about his reputation, Father Lin didn't dare to let people know that he threw his eldest son abroad alone to fend for himself. He simply announced to the outside world that his younger son, who had just come back, had been recuperating abroad because of his frail health.

Recently, his health improved, and he was brought back to China.

When Lin Xiaoshen woke up, he was on a hospital bed, feeling groggy and without any strength.

The nurse was still on the drip, and the nurse came in to change the medicine. When he saw him wake up, she yelled in surprise, and hurried out to call the doctor.

Lin Xiaoshen was speechless.

Didn't he just have a fever, why did he look terminally ill?

Before the doctor came over, Lin Xiaoshen sat up with difficulty by himself.

Seeing a glass of water on the table, his eyes lit up, he licked his dry lips, reached out to hold it up, and prepared to take a few sips.

Before his mouth touched the rim of the cup, someone snatched it away.

"It's cold, it's still cold!"

Lin Xiaoshen raised his head and saw Gu Minglang standing beside his bed with a sullen face, his eyes were bloodshot, his lips were pursed, and his jawline was tight, as if he wanted to strangle him to death.

But Lin Xiaoshen didn't care about it, and he wasn't afraid, as he leaned forward, his head fell on his waist.

Grabbing his clothes with his right hand, he was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "I dreamed of Frank."

Gu Minglang went to hold his hand stiff, and said coldly, "How many legs did he break in the dream?"

"I dreamed that he told me that he never wanted to see me again. He felt that he had been bad luck for eight lifetimes before he met such a bastard like me. He hurt him so badly that he lost everything. I followed The other men ran away."

The doctor came in just in time, and was not surprised by their posture. He looked at the bottle with a familiar face, then took out the thermometer, and wanted to measure Lin Xiaoshen's temperature.

? Wood 々 said / dish.

Lin Xiaoshen didn't move, and continued to bury his face in Gu Minglang's waist, pulling his clothes and not letting go, and said in a muffled voice, "I didn't run with him last time, I just wanted to go to Australia, to the Sydney Opera House, to the Sydney Opera House. Going to a concert..."

Gu Minglang interrupted him: "Can't I go with you?"

"Can you!"

Hearing that sentence, he suddenly broke down emotionally, and cried hoarsely: "Can you Gu Minglang? Can you?!"

"You can't! You're busy, you're not free, you just care about your business, your company, your family's interests, and you never want to accompany me. You're a fucking bastard who treats me as a lover... ..."

"You will lie to me, coax me, bully me..."

"I will be your cow and horse in the company during the day, and I will be your cow and horse at night. I owe you?"

Tears fell drop by drop, crying out of breath: "I just want to see a concert, what's the matter? What's the matter with him? Did I agree to be with him or to sleep with him?"

"Tie him up, imprison me, you really think of him as my lover?!"

The more he talked, the more aggrieved he became, and the more angry he became, he raised his fist and hit him with a fist: "I have been fucked like this by one person since I grew up!" The doctor waited calmly with an electronic thermometer, and the nurse Standing behind with a red face, not knowing whether to leave or not.

It was probably burnt out, shameless, and the fire that had been simmering for so long, all vented out in a swarm.

After scolding, he pulled Gu Minglang's clothes and cried.

After crying for a few minutes, he pleaded hoarsely, "Husband, I want to go to the concert, and I want you to accompany me, okay?"

"I've let him go a long time ago. For him, you don't dare to coax me like this, do you?"

Lin Xiaoshen suddenly raised his head to look at him, his face was expressionless, his eyes were scarlet, and he seemed extremely angry.

Raising his hand and pushing him away, he grabbed the pillow and threw it at him fiercely, shouting, "Get the fuck out of me!"

"roll--"

After a few minutes.

In the corridor of the hospital, the doctor came out, saw Gu Minglang outside the door, and kindly pointed out: "Mr. Gu, what you said just now is called incomprehensible style."

"He acted like a baby with you, and gave you a step down, just to reconcile with you, but you not only didn't appreciate it, but also dismantled the platform.

It turns out that this is called acting like a baby.

In the evening, Lin Xiaoshen's mood gradually stabilized, but he refused everyone's feeding, and scooped up fried rice bought from the street with a big spoonful of bitterness on his face.

It was so spicy that I cried while eating.

Outside the door, the doctor pushed his glasses and suggested: "Why don't you go in and apologize, if this goes on like this, it's time for gastric lavage."

Gu Minglang walked in, took away the lunch box in his hand without saying a word, picked up a light preserved egg and lean meat porridge, scooped a spoonful and brought it to his mouth,

Lin Xiaoshen looked at him, and twitched the corners of his mouth: "Ah, Mr. Gu takes care of everything, so he doesn't care if my lover eats or not?"

"I asked for leave. When you recover from illness, I will accompany you to a concert in Australia."

Lin Xiaoshen looked at him, and suddenly hugged him, hugged his neck tightly, and said in a low voice, "I have no parents, brothers, lover or children. When I die, I don't even have anyone to deal with the funeral."

"Minglang, I have nothing but you. I've never loved someone so madly, so much that I can't help myself, so much that I can't help myself

Gu. "

"This is the last chance I'll give you, don't let me down."

Lin Xiaoshen let go of him, held his face, and kissed him affectionately, tears streaming down his face involuntarily, and said in a hoarse voice, "Let's start over, shall we?"

"it is good."

Gu Minglang took a long vacation for the first time, entrusted Wu Shun with all the important work at hand, and then booked air tickets and hotels, preparing to take Lin Xiaoshen on vacation.

Wu Shun chuckled on the phone: "Why, Mr. Gu is going to change his mind and start a new life? Your little Bai Yueguang is still at my house. You just dragged your lover to go on honeymoon. Are you afraid that he will be angry and sad?"

"He has a good temper, what am I afraid of?"

"What about Lin Xiaoshen? He's notoriously short-tempered, aren't you afraid that he'll come to blows with you?"

"No, he's been very good recently, very good."

Just as he walked outside the door of the ward, Gu Minglang hung up the phone, waved the rose in his hand, opened the door and walked in.

"Lin, we..."

The ward was empty, and the quilts were neatly folded, as if no one had ever been there.

Gu Minglang's expression froze for a moment, and the rose fell to the ground.

There was a sound of opening the bathroom door, he turned his head abruptly, and saw a face with a hippie smile.

Lu Qiuci leaned against the door halfway, and smiled: "There's no need to look for it, the person has already run away overnight."

"I let go."

The author has something to say

Lin Xiaoshen: Are you surprised or surprised?

Dare to play Lao Tzu?I'm fucking playing you to death!

Halfway through writing, I suddenly feel that Xiaoshen is so cute 636, and I want to take him home, but I am afraid that he will kick Chenchen under the bed QAQ, who is not afraid?take it away

Finally, thank you three little cuties for reminding you to vote, so many votes, don't you feel embarrassed if you don't have more?