Ding!target self strategy

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Qin Wen died.

The woman who lived in his heart like a demon died.

But why she died, he was not happy, nor sad, but his heart was heavy, as if he was weighed down by a heavy stone, and he couldn't breathe.

why, why...

Six-year-old Lin Yizhou was confused for the first time.

He watched the people in the room crying bitterly for the woman's death. Everyone seemed to have endless sorrow, but he just watched with cold eyes, like an outsider.

After Qin Wen's death, Lin Jianfeng fell into a slump. He locked himself in his room and drank heavily all day long. He was so immersed in the paralysis of alcohol that he even forgot his son who was born prematurely and was still in the hospital, let alone his adopted son.

He continued to live in the Lin family like that, like a lonely ghost, the housekeeper and servants looked at him strangely, his ears were sharp, and he had heard servants say that he was unknown.

He has no father and no mother, is an orphan, and brings bad luck to the Lin family.

Whenever he heard such words, he just hooked the corners of his mouth with a cold arc.

The lone star of the devil?Who said otherwise.

He completely closed himself up, he didn't laugh or make trouble, and he didn't say a word. If someone made fun of him, he would just raise his head and look at that person indifferently, making them flustered.

Until half a month later, the child was taken back to the Lin family.

Everyone surrounded the child, because the servants of the Lin family were very distressed because they lost their mother at birth, but no matter how they teased, the little baby would only hold its fists and look at it curiously. them.

When they were laughing, Lin Yizhou stood at the door of the room and watched expressionlessly. It wasn't until the servants dispersed and went about their own affairs that he hesitated a few times and walked into the room.

The crib was not big, but the baby lying on it was even smaller. Because of the premature birth, it was a small and thin one, with big black and white eyes, which clearly reflected his figure.

Compared with the monkey-like appearance when he was just born, the child now is much fairer and has some flesh on his small face. When he found Lin Yizhou, he opened his toothless mouth and spit out bubbles .

Lin Yizhou wanted to laugh, but he restrained himself. He pursed his lips and said in a cold voice, "It's so stupid."

The child couldn't understand what he was talking about now, but just waved his little arms, babbling and babbling in baby language that he didn't understand.

Lin Yizhou, who was lying on the railing of the crib, snorted coldly, and put on that expression that scared everyone, but to his surprise, the child just froze, and didn't cry like he imagined.

Suddenly, the child grinned open a toothless mouth, narrowed his eyes into slits, and smiled "giggle" at him.

The laughter with a small milky sound echoed in the room, Lin Yizhou was a little at a loss.

"What are you laughing at! You're so stupid!" He raised his voice.

But the child was not afraid of his bluff at all, and smiled more happily, coughing while laughing, his fair face flushed from coughing, Lin Yizhou panicked, and lifted the child out on tiptoe, imitating Gently patting him on the back like on TV.

"It makes you laugh, you deserve it," he muttered softly.

Probably because the pat on the back was helpful, the child gradually stopped coughing, and looked at him with blinking eyes again. There was still a pleasant smell of milk on his body, and his chubby face made people want to poke him.

By the time Lin Yizhou reacted, he had already stretched out his finger and poked the child's face. It was so soft to the touch that it was hard to put it down. He just wanted to withdraw his hand, but his finger was caught by a smaller hand.

The little hands were soft and warm, warming his whole life.

During those dark days, he had been terrified, frightened, and desperate until that moment when he first saw the warm sun.

"Hi, your name is...Lin Shi'an, right?" He heard the name Qin Wen gave the child before she died.

The child grabbed his hand and laughed again, as if responding.

"Lin Shi'an, Shi'an."

"An An..."

Lin Yizhou read his name, the gloom and coldness in his eyes slowly dissipated, he may not have imagined how gentle his eyes are at this moment.

"Master Yi Zhou, what are you doing!!" The servant's exclamation broke the warmth of the room.

Lin Yizhou was startled, then lowered his head, and hid himself back to his original appearance.

The servant hurried over and carefully snatched the child away from his arms.

was robbed.

Lin Yizhou's eyes darkened, ignoring the strange emotion in his heart, he walked out expressionlessly, but before leaving, he looked back again.

Since then, he often went to see the children, at first he pretended to be passing by, but then he just pretended not to pretend, and stayed in the children's room all day long.

Regarding his change, everyone in the Lin family was very vigilant, for fear that his bad luck would be passed on to the young master. Later, it was seen that Lin Yizhou took care of him very well, like a little adult, and the young master who never smiled at others also Only get closer to Lin Yizhou, when crying, as long as Lin Yizhou hugs him, he will stop crying.

A child, with a smaller child, is like two lonely travelers meeting in the desert, comforting each other for warmth.

Two months later, the old man of the Lin family ordered his grandson to be taken back to his family, and Lin Yizhou, the adopted son, followed him.

The life in my family is not as comfortable as when I was in Kyoto. There are many elders who call themselves uncles and uncles, who are very hypocritical, and there are a few spoiled brats who look down on them, which is also very annoying.

Fortunately, Mr. Lin is good to the children, even with Ai Wu and Wu, he is also very good to Lin Yizhou, and he doesn't worry about eating and drinking. It's just because of the premature birth, the children are constantly suffering from serious and minor illnesses, and they have to go to the hospital every once in a while. People are much thinner.

Lin Yizhou watched the child grow up slowly from babbling, never being able to walk, to being able to run behind him, calling his brother in a childish voice, every sound could melt his heart.

And he himself, a gloomy child who would never hide his emotions, has grown into a young boy who talks to people and ghosts.

There is also Lin Jianfeng, who died because of his lover. He was decadent for a long time, and after he recovered, he was also immersed in grief, exhausted himself with a lot of work, and rarely came to see the children. He said he was busy with work, but more The reason is that I am afraid that when I see a child, I will think of his mother.

Later, Lin Yizhou was sent to school by Mr. Lin, went to school during the day, and rushed back immediately after school.

However, due to physical reasons, the child has been staying at home and did not go to kindergarten. In the world, there are only elder brothers, grandpa, and a father whom he only sees for a long time.

Every day after returning from school, Lin Yizhou would see a familiar little figure at the door of his house, sitting there waiting for him, and then swooping over with his short legs.

"Big brother!! An An misses you so much!!"

The child threw himself into his arms, and Lin Yizhou also picked him up. The 11-year-old half-grown child's figure was gradually stretched, and he had a bit of adult demeanor.

"Is An An good at home today?" He asked while walking towards home with the child in his arms.

Although he had to ask this question every day, the child still answered honestly, "An An is very good today, and An An beat his back for grandpa, and grandpa praised An An!"

"That's great!" Lin Yizhou smiled, and lifted the child up with a little force, letting him sit on his shoulders.

"Then reward An An for riding a big horse~"

They live far away from the rest of the family, remote but quiet, and sleep in the same room. Lin Yizhou skillfully feeds the child, washes his face and feet, then tucks him into the bed and takes out the newly bought fairy tale Books tell him stories.

"long long ago……"

"Brother, An An doesn't listen to stories today."

The beginning of Lin Yizhou's story was interrupted by the child, who was nestled under the blanket, only showing half of his small face, his eyes seemed to fill the entire starry sky, looking at him flickeringly.

"Then what does An'an want to hear?" Lin Yizhou closed the book and asked in a soft voice.

The child hugged his brother's arm, and said with longing, "An'an wants to hear about my brother's work at school."

"Brother, isn't school fun? Will my brother be like my cousin, with many classmates and friends?"

Before Lin Yizhou could answer, the child lowered his eyes in disappointment, sighed and said, "But Grandpa doesn't let An An go to school, my brother must have many friends, but An An only has a brother."

"But An An also wants to go to school..." the child muttered a few words.

Lin Yizhou's heart twitched, and he also lay down and hugged the child, as if comforting and reassuring: "My brother only has An An."

Probably because of drowsiness, the child yawned, slowly closed his eyes, and muttered: "Brother can't lie, you can't grow tall if you lie..."

Lin Yizhou smiled and rubbed the head of the child who had dreamed of Zhou Gong, "I don't lie, then An An can only have me, and I can't lie to my brother."

But the child was already in a deep sleep and did not give him an answer.

Later, Lin Yizhou thought that it would be great if he continued to live like this, but unfortunately, things backfired.

That day he came home from school as usual, but the little figure waiting for him was missing at the door. He thought that the child had forgotten the time while taking a nap, but Lin Yizhou didn't think much about it until he heard a commotion, followed by an ambulance That harsh sound.

Lin Yizhou's mind was blank at the time, he only stood there for two seconds, and then rushed over at the fastest speed.

The child is sick.

His thin body was sent to the ambulance, his face was pale, and his heartbeat became weaker and weaker.

Lin Yizhou who followed into the ambulance held the child's hand, trembling with fear, tears flowing uncontrollably.

"An'an, An'an, take care of your brother..."

The only answer to him was the ticking of the instrument.

After being sent to the hospital, it took a whole night of rescue work to finally pull the child back from the closed door of hell. This also alarmed Lin Jianfeng, who finally realized what consequences his evasion had brought to the child.

Later, Lin Jianfeng wanted to take the child to the capital to keep him by his side, while Lin Yizhou was going to be sent abroad by him.

On the day of parting, the child who was still sick held Lin Yizhou and did not let go, crying heartbreakingly, tears falling down like money, which made Lin Yizhou very distressed, but he could only watch the little boy helplessly. The child was carried away from him, and the light in his eyes was slowly fading away.

At such a sad moment of separation, there was a young man standing not far away, looking at this side quietly.

The system following the young man looked at Lin Shi'an when he was a child, and then at his own host, and asked weakly: [Well, host, should we continue watching? 】

Ever since Lin Shi'an hugged Qin Wen and watched her soul dissipate, he had no intention of going back. Instead, he asked the system to use the backtracking wheel to speed up the past five years.

The boy closed his eyes and sighed vaguely.

"Let's go back."