After the funeral, I abused the scum with the bamboo horse

When he got home, the first thing Nie Jiayan did was ask Lin Yixing to help him decorate the Christmas tree.

"Joseph and Jonny just posted their family's Christmas tree on the discussion group,"

Nie Jiayan shook the bell twice, pressed his cheek and urged him, "Brother, hurry up, I want to take a picture."

Lin Yixing had just hung up the lantern and candy cane, when he turned his head, Nie Jiayan handed over the bell.

"It turns out that you were so anxious to find me back because of your Christmas tree."

Sensing the mild emotion in Lin Yixing's tone, Nie Jiayan hurriedly approached him and smiled flatteringly, "How could it be, I miss my brother very much too."

The black eyes are slightly curved, and the dimples on the cheeks are slightly exposed, like a small pet that pleases the owner.

Lin Yixing raised his hand and rubbed the ends of his hair, hung up the remaining dolls and the tree top star, and went upstairs to take a shower.

Nie Jiayan took a photo and sent it to the discussion group to chat with Jonny and Joseph for a while. Seeing that the butler had already served the prepared turkey, he went to help make Christmas red wine.

When Lin Yixing got out of the shower, he saw Nie Jiayan rolled up one sleeve, skillfully adding brown sugar, orange peel, almonds, raisins and other condiments to the wine, then heated it on the fire while stirring, and finally poured a little vodka on it.

The movements are smooth and smooth, and it looks very professional.

Ben clapped his hands and gave him a thumbs up, "Master Nie, you learn things too fast."

Nie Jiayan smiled, turned around and saw Lin Yixing standing at the door of the kitchen, beckoned to him, held a small wine glass in both hands and handed it to him, "Brother, try?"

Lin Yixing took it and took a sip.

"How is it?" Nie Jiayan looked at him with bright eyes.

"It's okay." Lin Yixing turned the cup and fed him a sip, "You try it yourself."

Nie Jiayan smacked his mouth, "Well, it's a bit sweet, too much sugar."

As he spoke, he lowered his head to bite the rim of the glass, and was about to take another sip when Lin Yixing moved the glass away.

"Stop drinking, you're underage."

Nie Jiayan blinked, thought for a while, and said "Oh", "Okay then."

After eating the turkey, Lin Yixing went upstairs to write his graduation thesis.

Taking advantage of Ben's inattention, Nie Jiayan secretly drank more than half of the remaining Christmas red wine while clearing the glasses.

It was too late when Ben wanted to stop it, so he could only tell him to go upstairs to bed early.

In the discussion group, Jonny and Joseph were still discussing where they were going to play tomorrow. Nie Jiayan nestled on the sofa and chatted with them for a while, feeling drunk and a little drowsy.

Lin Yixing finished writing a subsection of economic theory, and just turned his eyes away from the computer screen, when he saw Lin Tongchen sent a video invitation, so he accepted it while flipping through the book.

"Yi Xing, when do you plan to come back?"

"Soon," Lin Yixing thought for a while, "I'll take Jiayan home after I have defended my doctoral thesis."

"That's good." Lin Tongchen paused, then suddenly changed the subject, "By the way, I've been feeling unwell recently. The doctor said that it's probably because I'm getting older. It's time."

President Lin Yi tightened his fingers slightly, and was about to say something to comfort him, when Lin Tongchen said: "When that child comes back, you take him and go to the hospital with me for an examination."

Lin Yixing was silent for a moment, and said, "I see, Grandpa."

"Then you pay attention to your health, and when you confirm the return date, tell Uncle Shen."

"it is good."

After hanging up the video, Lin Yixing didn't have the heart to continue writing the thesis. After filing the materials, he turned off the computer.

The lights in the bedroom were not turned on, and there was a faint smell of alcohol in the air.

Lin Yixing pressed the lamp on the wall, and saw Nie Jiayan curled up on the sofa, with his eyelids closed, and a faint blush on his cheeks and ears.

As if feeling that the light was too glaring, Nie Jiayan raised his hand to cover his eyes. Just as his long eyelashes trembled and he half-opened his eyelids, he felt the back of his head being lifted.

"elder brother."

He opened his drunken eyes, put his arms around Lin Yixing's neck in the posture of being hugged, and lay in his arms and muttered: "My head hurts so much."

"Ben made you drink?"

"No," Nie Jiayan pursed his lips, "I drank it secretly while he wasn't looking, and he didn't see it."

"Then you are in pain, long memory."

As Lin Yixing said, he slowly put the person on the bed, and then pulled the quilt to cover Nie Jiayan, "Go to sleep, and tell me if you want to vomit."

"I don't want to vomit," Nie Jiayan turned over and lay on his stomach, raising his hand to scratch his neck, "I just feel dizzy."

Following Nie Jiayan's turning over, Lin Yixing saw that the snow-white skin on the back of his neck had turned red from scratching, and if he continued to scratch, he would probably see blood.

Raising his hand to hold the thin white wrist, Lin Yixing gently touched Nie Jiayan's neck, and comforted him: "Don't scratch it, it won't itch in a while, go to sleep."

Nie Jiayan groaned, turned over and nestled into his arms, and said vaguely: "Brother, I have a question to ask you."

Lin Yixing unbuttoned the collar of his shirt for him, touched his neck to cool him down, and replied, "Ask."

The wine was hot, and Nie Jiayan worked hard for a long time before he could complete a sentence, "Brother, is that person today your boyfriend?"

Lin Yixing paused, and looked down at Nie Jiayan's eyes that were so wet with alcohol, only to realize that this little crying boy who used to be able to sleep on his body had grown into a boy with tall legs and long legs.

Because of his slender limbs, Nie Jiayan looks particularly thin and tall, with fair skin and delicate features, he looks like a young man who is indistinguishable from male and female.

Lin Yixing vaguely remembered that the neighbor's pair of white twins seemed to have called Nie Jiayan the school grass.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously moved down the finger on Nie Jiayan's neck, pressed it on his back through the quilt, patted it lightly, and said, "No, it's just a friend."

Nie Jiayan gave a low "hmm", closed his eyes and asked again: "Then did you agree to that Chinese-French boy?"

"No," Lin Yixing stroked back the ends of his hair that hung over his eyebrows with his fingers, "Who told you?"

Nie Jiayan said, "I was looking for you just now, and the two brothers who showed me the way told me."

"They also asked, am I your boyfriend..."

"Brother, do you like men?"

One after another, the questions were more difficult to answer than the last.

Lin Yixing gently covered Gai Nie Jiayan's eyes with the palm of his hand, and said in a low voice, "Squeeze, you are drunk."

"Good, go to sleep."

Nie Jiayan's eyelashes fluttered, as if he wanted to open his eyes, but no matter how hard he tried, it was still pitch black.

Gradually, he also gave up struggling, hugged Lin Yixing's arm, and said softly, "Brother, good night."

Lin Yixing said softly, "Well, good night."

When he woke up the next day, Nie Jiayan felt dizzy and his tongue was slightly numb.

After lying on the bed for a while, he got up.

After washing, Nie Jiayan still felt his mouth was bitter, so he covered his head and went downstairs to find water.

It was very quiet downstairs, only Lin Yixing was sitting on the sofa reading a book.

Nie Jiayan called out to him as he walked towards the kitchen: "Brother, why didn't you go to school today?"

"The course is over, it doesn't matter if you go or not."

Seeing Nie Jiayan gulping down a large bottle of ice water, Lin Yixing said, "Ben boiled warm water and put it in a thermos. If you're thirsty, drink that. If you feel bitter, add some honey."

Nie Jiayan originally wanted to open another bottle of ice water, but he had no choice but to pour a cup of warm water into the thermos, and then added two spoons of honey.

After taking two sips, he asked, "Where did Ben go?"

"Punish him to pull weeds outside."

"Pull weeds?" Nie Jiayan frowned slightly, "Isn't there a weeder at home?"

"Well, that's why he was punished for pulling it out with his hands."

Nie Jiayan said "Oh", and slowly walked over with the cup in his hand, "Why punish him?"

"He didn't like the wine, so he was fined."

Nie Jiayan thought about this sentence carefully, and after realizing what it meant, he quickly said, "Brother, I know I was wrong, and I will never drink again."

"It's none of Ben's business, don't blame him."

Seeing Lin Yixing's indifference, Nie Jiayan couldn't help but feel a little worried, "Brother, did I break something because of my drunkenness last night?"

"Or did I say something I shouldn't have said?"

Hearing the anxiety in Nie Jiayan's words, Lin Yixing lightly tapped the page with his index finger, then raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Do you really not remember what you said?"

Nie Jiayan was puzzled and nervous, and shook his head after thinking for a while, "I don't remember."

Lin Yixing stared at him for a few seconds, then slowly lowered his eyelids, and said in a low voice, "It's nothing, just pull me and let me call you uncle."

This sounds like something I would do myself.

Nie Jiayan pursed his lips and smiled, seeing that Lin Yixing didn't seem to be angry, he said, "Then according to the rules, I'm really your uncle, am I not grandpa's adopted son?"

In the fourth year of coming to country M, Nie Jiayan chatted with Lin Ranyi on the Internet by chance, and the other party let him know that he had entered Lin Tongchen's household registration in the Lin family and was adopted in the name of an adopted son.

Since then, Nie Jiayan has joked with Lin Yixing about calling him uncle by seniority from time to time.

It's just that every time, Lin Yixing has a way to cure him.

"Do you want to be my uncle?" Lin Yixing pointed his palms upwards and spread out his five fingers, "I have raised you for so long, so I paid back the money first, and then gave me the New Year's money owed to me for so many years, so I thought about shouting .”

As soon as money was mentioned, Nie Jiayan immediately became honest, "I was joking with you, brother."

Lin Yixing flicked his forehead lightly with his fingers, then lowered his head and continued to read.

Nie Jiayan held the cup and drank water for a while, then leaned over and asked him, "Brother, what are you looking at?"

"Mankiw's Principles of Economics."

Nie Jiayan said "Oh", remembering what Lin Yixing was busy with recently, she said, "Are you really not going to do that project in your school? You have been busy for several months."

Lin Yixing casually turned over a page of the book, "If I don't do it, it won't affect me, it's just that Meng Boyang wants to earn some credits."

Hearing the name "Meng Boyang", Nie Jiayan's mind moved slightly, and he changed his sitting position and sat cross-legged on the sofa. He couldn't help asking: "Brother, have you never told anyone about me?"

Lin Yixing raised his eyes and looked, his eyes conveyed doubtful emotions.

Nie Jiayan pouted, "That's right, haven't you told your friends that you have a younger brother like me?"

"Are you, don't you like people knowing that I'm your brother?"

Those dark and clear eyes couldn't hide their emotions, and people could see the disappointment and temptation surging inside at a glance.

Lin Yixing completely shifted his gaze from the book to Nie Jiayan's face, his phoenix eyes were indifferent, "You really want others to know that you are my younger brother?"

Nie Jiayan nodded, "Of course, I am your younger brother."

Although he is Lin Tongchen's adopted son in name, he has always been called Lin Yixing's elder brother since he was a child.

It's just that because the two have different surnames, and there is no similarity in appearance and facial features, not many people think about it.

Nie Jiayan is actually quite depressed sometimes, because when Lin Yixing's friends see him, they always think he is some kind of weird person.

"Okay," Lin Yixing closed the book, "I will pay attention to this issue in the future."

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