Racers become the canaries of the bosses

Am I that old?

On the morning of the Ching Ming Festival, the sun was not visible, the temperature was very low, and the light rain and mist fell on the ground, like the unfinished sigh of the dead.

Chu Lin'an woke up alone in the huge room, too cold to move.

Even though he was covered with a thick goose down quilt with a wolf fur on top, he still couldn't feel his hands and feet—they were already numb from the cold.

It is said that the wolf skin was obtained by Mr. Xing when he went to the mountains to hunt wolves when he was young. It has been passed down for many years, but he can still smell the fishy smell on the wolf skin when he gets close.

The interior decoration is still a typical Chinese style, with dragons and tigers carved on the heavy wooden furniture, calligraphy and paintings all over the wall, and any bottle on the shelf is a treasure that came out of the official cave dwelling hundreds or thousands of years ago.

It seems that Xing Yue's father really likes antiques.

Chu Lin'an didn't know much about these things, his snow-white skin, light-colored hair and pupils were all incompatible with everything around him.

The woody smell of the furniture mixed into his breath, making him unfamiliar. He just lay there quietly, staring at the chandelier on the ceiling in a daze.

As the second hand of the ancient clock ticked, the sound in the courtyard downstairs became more and more noisy.

There are many people in the Xing clan. According to outsiders, the identities of their ancestors are said to be relatives of the emperor, bandits and warlords, or all of them. No one knows how deep their background is.

What is clear is that the first batch of foreign wine, cosmetics and other foreign gadgets extradited from abroad came from the Xing family.

Chu Lin'an is not from the Xing family, so she cannot participate in the tomb-sweeping ceremony during the Qingming Festival.

But he wanted to see Xing Yue.

So he sat up, wrapped himself in the blanket at the end of the bed, and shivered out of bed.

Looking down through the glass window, the courtyard is full of parked cars and people holding umbrellas, all black.

Several bodyguards stood around the courtyard, and the doors of the vans that could carry multiple people were wide open. Most of the ladies hid in the cars, while the men gathered under umbrellas in small groups, chatting while puffing.Occasionally, a few stomped their feet coldly, splashing water.

Then the voices of people suddenly stopped being chaotic, and everyone looked at the door of the main room—it was Mr. Xing who came out, the bodyguard held an umbrella on one side, and the woman named Wu Qian followed behind.

But what about Xing Yue?

Xing Yue didn't come out until old Mr. Xing got into a separate car.

Chu Lin'an bit his lip - he was used to seeing traces left by Xing Yue when he got up early every day, or flowers for breakfast, or text messages, or coats stained with the smell of men's perfume.

Xing Lao's car drove away, but no one moved, and even a few ladies got out of the van.

Chu Lin'an suddenly had an itchy ankle, which was the feeling brought about by the accelerated blood flow, passing by the old wound with entangled blood vessels - he saw Xing Yue.

The man walked down the steps like a new emperor in person. Even though he couldn't see Xing Yue's face under the black umbrella, Chu Linan's heart was still moving.

This is the man who takes care of him every day, only he has seen the gentle side of a man.

Chu Lin'an watched Xing Yue get into the car, and lay down on the bed for a while with her heart pounding, before officially getting up.Put on thick clothes and go downstairs to have breakfast.

He was the only one in the empty old house, and there were a few quiet servants who seemed unable to speak.

When he had nothing to do, he wandered around the yard curiously. The old house was too big.After strolling around, he started looking for scenery, and he wanted to practice his basic skills.

Gradually the light rain stopped and the weather cleared up.

Chu Lin'an sat on the small wooden bench he brought, sketching on the bridge across the pond.There are vines growing green leaves here, which is very hidden.

"He has a solid foundation, Xing Yue really didn't brag to me." A familiar gentle voice came from his side.

Chu Lin'an shook his head slightly, he was too focused and didn't notice anyone coming.

"Scared you? I'm sorry." Qu Jian smiled.

Chu Lin'an looked at the other person who was covered with a thick blanket and wearing black gloves, and he came here in a wheelchair by himself.

"No. Does Mr. Qu know how to draw?" Chu Lin'an has been sitting without moving, his hands are unconscious, but he can still show a sweet smile.

"I just learned a little bit in college. I majored in industrial design. Of course I don't do it now." Qu Nun twitched his temples and said, "Mr. Qu is too out of touch, just call me brother, and we will see each other often in the future." Arrived."

"Why is it so common?" Chu Lin'an immediately realized that he was abrupt, and explained, "I mean, I will return to Shencheng the day after I grow up. Does Brother Qu Nu live in Shencheng too?"

Qu Yan was taken aback for a moment, then understood.

This little beauty doesn't know anything yet, but he didn't spoil Xing Yue's affairs either.Why bother with that King of Hades when you can keep your mouth shut and avoid trouble?

"I don't live in Shanghai, but I often fly to Shanghai to do business, and I'm with Xing Yue." Qu Yan smiled.

"Are you working with Xing Yue?" Chu Lin'an was curious.

"It's just a personal matter, we help each other." Qu Yan lowered his eyelashes, and his smile deepened, "Speaking of Xing Yue, he left it in my room last night, please give it to him for me, thank you .”

Chu Linan let out an oh, and took over a platinum cuff, which was indeed worn by Xing Yue yesterday.

"Also, everyone is back, Xing Yue is looking for you."

"Looking for me?" Oops, I forgot the time as soon as I started drawing.

"Well, I just wandered around and didn't expect to run into you. I saw him in the main room just now, hurry up, I'm going to go crazy if I don't see you again." Qu Jian urged.

"Yeah." Chu Linan responded, not even caring about the small wooden stool, and hurriedly walked towards the main room with the sketchbook in her arms.

After asking several people along the way, Chu Lin'an finally bumped into Xing Yue near the ancestral hall.

I really ran into it, and accidentally plunged into the man's arms when I turned a corner.

"Going to draw?" Xing Yue saw the sketchbook under Chu Lin'an's arm.

He finally hugged the little thing that made him feel at ease, and if he couldn't find anyone, he would really order someone to drain all the ponds.

"Yeah." Chu Lin nodded while curling up in the man's arms.

Both of them had fast heartbeats after running, and the heat on Xing Yue's body was even heavier, and he felt his frozen hands and feet gradually come back to life.

"If you don't bring your mobile phone, remember to tell the servant where you go next time, so I can find you easily."

As Xing Yue said, he kissed Little Rose on the forehead, "But it's just right here, I'll take you to meet the elders."

The ancestral hall is the most private place in the family, and those with foreign surnames must at least formally pass through the door to enter here.

Of course Chu Lin'an didn't understand this, he just felt very sad with the plaques in front of him and the cigarettes curling up in the green stove.

That is the gap between the dead and the living, and it is a grief that has to be accepted.

With the experience of the last funeral, Chu Lin'an burned a stick of incense himself this time.

The two left the ancestral hall, Xing Yue suddenly said: "Do you know why I forbid you to ride a motorcycle?"

Chu Lin'an was startled, then lowered her eyes: "Because my injury is not healed yet."

"That's just one of the reasons." Xing Yue sighed lightly, "My younger brother Xing Yun died in a competition."

Chu Lin'an secretly clenched his fists, he didn't speak, he didn't want Xing Yue to find out that he was strange.

"The Isle of Man TT, the motorcycle endurance race around the island, the longest road track in the world, with more than 200 corners in one lap. Unlike a professional track, the road is only a few meters wide?

There are mountain buildings on one side and rocky slopes on the other, but the motorcycle takes off faster than the plane.If you want to win, it is not enough to have technology and equipment, you have to fight with your life. "

Of course Chu Lin'an knew it.

If Xing Yun hadn't died in an accident on the track of the Isle of Man TT, he would have participated in the next year.

Xing Yun was the Bole who discovered his talent, and then became a junior in the professional team. Later, he followed in Xing Yun's footsteps and became a professional player.

So Chu Lin'an knows better than anyone else what the price will be on the road to winning the championship.

"He could have had everything, everyone liked him, even me who was always supporting him."

Xing Yue snorted, as if mocking himself, "Unlike me, only life is my own."

"So he thought he could afford it. What happened?"

Chu Lin'an wanted to refute, but there is no empathy in the world, and Xing Yue, who has never set foot on this road, can't understand it anyway.

"There's also that old man. Just as Qu Tan got into a car accident with his front foot, he called Xiao Yun with his back foot and told him not to compete and to return home immediately.

Doesn't he know what his son's virtues are?Helmets are put on, the car is started, can you really look back?On the second lap, I hit the wall and played a ball. It's not as good as me.One is stupid and the other is stubborn, they really deserve to be father and son. "

"Xing Yue..." It was the first time Chu Lin'an saw a man get angry, the shadows in his eye sockets were terribly dark, and the stretched veins on his forehead rose and fell with the man's compulsive fist clenching.

Chu Lin'an opened his mouth, and didn't know what to say to comfort him several times, and finally approached cautiously, wrapped the man's blue fist with his small hands, and said softly: "I think you have been unhappy when you come back here. "

After a brief silence, Xing Yue stretched out his arms, took the sad-eyed little Rose into his arms, and hugged her tightly, "Yes, if you weren't here, I'm afraid I would have lost control."

"Then do you want to go back early? Tomorrow? The day after tomorrow?"

Chu Lin'an doesn't want to stay here anymore, the place is too big and there are too many people, Xing Yue is needed by everyone, he is not alone, and those eyes are not only looking at him...

Chu Linan was suddenly taken aback by her own thoughts.

"Do you know that apart from this, Xing Yue is also similar to Xing Yun?"

"It's those eyes, and the shape and position of the tear mole, they are exactly the same."

What Qu Nan said last night echoed in his mind.

"The day after tomorrow." Xing Yue sniffed the fragrance of the person in his arms, "Tomorrow I have something to do, so I have to meet my friends here."

Chu Linan rubbed the man's chest as a response.

After lunch, the guests dispersed.A few went to the West Wing to play cards with Mr. Xing.

Xing Yue lied that he was unwell and refused to see anyone, but he and Chu Lin'an hid in the piano room on the side of the main room, and passed the world of two people.

This is not only a piano room, but also a dance studio.

Sunlight pours in through the entire glass wall, plating everything with light.The wooden floor is old and creaks when stepped on.

The mirror wall has been partially aged but has not been replaced, but the empty wall and roof have traces of repainting.

"Why hasn't this place been renovated?" Chu Lin'an approached the mirror curiously, and found that the railing used for dancing and leg presses was spotless, and someone should come to clean it frequently.

"This is the room where my mother stays most often." Xing Yue sat on the piano seat and lifted the piano cover, "After she passed away, this room was empty, and it has always kept its original appearance."

"Then your parents must be very loving?" Chu Lin'an asked innocently.

Xing Yue, who was touched by the scales, did not explode. Instead, he pressed the keys to test the sound and said calmly: "On the contrary. She is a real artist, but that old man just takes art as his own and puts it on the shelf." mediocrity.

The passion of love blinds the eyes and ears, and how long the marriage can last depends entirely on whether the children are enough to be loved and loved.However, I let them down, but fortunately there is Xiaoyun. "

These are the facts that Xing Yue saw clearly when he grew up—his parents never loved each other that much from the very beginning.

"I'm sorry, I took it for granted again." Chu Lin'an apologized softly.

"Don't always apologize, I want to hear something else." Xing Yue pressed a chord, his smile was as charming as the sound of the piano.

"Listen to what?" Chu Lin'an's eyes were clean, wrapped in a transparent film of water, Xing Yue could see himself reflected in it.

"It's nothing." Frivolous and provocative words were on his lips, but Xing Yue couldn't bear to destroy that purity.

Chu Lin'an didn't know why, but the man didn't speak anymore, but stood up, pressing the keys with one hand and tuning the strings with the tuning tool in the other.

Chu Lin'an knew that this process was like painting, and he couldn't be disturbed, so he wandered back and forth quietly. Anyway, the space here is big enough——

An aged piano, an old wooden standing cabinet, a wooden chair, gone.

Xing Yue said just now that all these things will be thrown away tomorrow, so the two of them came over to have a look.

The wooden cabinet was unlocked, Chu Linan leaned over it, and his curiosity urged him to try to see if he could open it.

"Don't hurt your hand." Xing Yue reminded after hearing the movement behind him.

With a bang, Xing Yue turned his head abruptly, but Chu Lin'an was holding up a thick dusty notebook with excitement.

"I found something good, it's a photo album."

Chu Lin'an didn't mind being dirty, and showed Xing Yue the photo album as if holding a baby.

"Can I open it?" He looked at Xing Yue with bright eyes.

"Turn it over." Xing Yue recognized the old thing, "There are photos of me when I was young."

"Your photo?" Chu Lin'an was surprised, "Shouldn't it be kept well, why is it here?"

Yes, why are the precious photos of Xing's parents and sons when they were young, thrown in a broken wooden cabinet, waiting to be taken away by waste collectors, and finally thrown into the garbage incinerator?

If the mother is still there, at least such a thing will not be allowed to happen.

"Let's take a look together." Xing Yue said, "I almost forgot."

On the cover of the album was a seaside scene, already yellowed and faded.

Turning to the first page, there are two pictures of babies, the small faces are wrinkled and the eyes are not opened yet, they look ugly and cute.

"This is you?" Chu Lin'an couldn't help laughing.

"Hmm... not sure." In fact, Xing Yun also has such a photo, but he still doesn't want to admit that this ugly baby is him.

The next few photos are still of Xing Yue when he was a child, but with the gradual growth of his facial features, he can already see the shadow of the present, with big black eyes and slightly raised eyes. He is obviously beautiful and cute, but he has a kind of little adult calm temperament.

Until he turned to the age when Xing Yue could run and dance, he was wearing a children's one-piece suit, showing a small arm and a chubby calf. He was lining up behind a line of older sisters in ballet training suits, doing lifts in a similar manner. leg action.

The little Xingyue in the photo is not as tall as his sisters' legs, and his eyes are wide open with a dazed expression, as if he is about to cry because he doesn't have enough strength to lift up.

Chu Lin'an resisted the twitching/moving of his facial features, and burst into tears, "Have you ever learned ballet?"

Xing Yue didn't know there were such photos, but in order to protect the man's dignity, he turned to the next page without reaching out.

"I have learned. My mother's body at that time allowed her to take care of the students, so I followed behind to paint gourds."

"Do you still do it now?" Chu Lin'an saw Xing Yue's suddenly curled fingers and knew that the other party must be in embarrassment, so he turned to the next page - the handsome little Xing wearing a small navy suit and holding a little white rabbit doll cross.

"I still remember some." Xing Yue Zaohui has a particularly good memory, which is a double-edged sword for him.

The two quickly flipped through the photo album, from the baby in the swaddle to the first grader who can carry a small schoolbag.

Chu Lin'an regarded this photo album as a treasure now, and almost wiped off the dust covering it with his fingers, until the belly of his fingers was completely black.

"Can I take the photo album back?" Chu Linan asked anxiously, "Bring it back to Shencheng. If you stay here and throw it away, you won't be able to find it again."

Now only Little Rose would cherish his memories and the past so much.

Xing Yue kissed the tip of his hair, and said softly: "Yes, baby, keep it for me."

Suddenly there were two knocks, and someone was knocking on the door.

"Please come in." Xing Yue said loudly.

The old wooden door opened with a creak, and it was Wu Qian.

She was standing at the door with a tray of things.

"What's the matter?" Xing Yue who was disturbed was very unhappy, his eyes turned cold instantly.

"Xiao, Xiaoyue." Wu Qian forced a smile, her voice trembled a few times before she settled down, "Seeing that you've been here for a long time, I'll bring you some food, fruit and refreshments, hehe...I see Lin An I didn't eat much at noon, for fear that he would be hungry."

"Oh, thank you." Xing Yue pointed to the wooden chair leaning against the door wall with his eyes, "Where can I put it, Leon will eat when he is hungry."

"Hehe...Okay." Wu Qian laughed a few times, bent down, and put the European-style dinner plate that was polished to reflect the light.

In fact, she was afraid of the eldest son, and it made her feel scared when they met for the first time——

How could a child in his early ten years have such cold and terrifying eyes, staring up at her, as if staring at a meat bag filled with blood.

Not to mention getting older, she didn't even want him to call her auntie, avoiding her was the best way to get along.

"Oh, let me remind you."

Wu Qian paused, then straightened her waist and folded her arms subconsciously.

This is a typical defensive posture psychologically, and Xing Yue is no stranger to it.

"Leon is allergic to gluten and can't eat ordinary refreshments. Don't bring them next time."

Wu Qian quickly picked up the dinner plate and explained: "Ah, I don't know, I'm going to replace the small cakes with fruits and hot tea."

Chu Lin'an just wanted to reach out her hand to say no more trouble, but Wu Qian had already turned around and disappeared at the door.

Xing Yue understands the intention of the stepmother's sudden closeness - her son, who is also Xing Yue's half-brother, is still counting on not being kicked out of the house by him.

"Tsk, what did you do early?" Xing Yue helped his forehead.He didn't understand why these people didn't expect to have today when they were enjoying themselves?

But he wouldn't bully his family, even though the boy only had half of the old man's blood on him.

"Xing Yue." Chu Lin'an once again saw the man frowning, as if staying in the old house was consuming his patience and temper all the time, "Play a tune, I want to hear it."

"Okay. What do you want to hear?" Xing Yue sighed, stretched his eyebrows, and soon laughed.

"Well...whatever." Chu Lin'an was also happy, "Anyway, I don't understand."

"Then what is the popular one?" Xing Yue sat upright in front of the piano and asked with raised eyebrows.

"Can you play pop songs?" Chu Lin'an's eyes lit up.

"As long as you play it to me, I can play anything." Xing Yue pointed to his ear, "I also have my own talent."

"Your talent is not to make money to start a company, but also to dance ballet hahaha..."

"I got it wrong! Don't, don't tickle me!"

The good time always passes quickly, and it is dark in a blink of an eye.

Xing Yue turned back to Xing Yue who was not alone, and had to go out at night.

Before leaving, in order to comfort him, she kissed him on the lips.

Chu Lin'an didn't expect it, her face flushed immediately, her lips were wet and numb, when she came back to her senses, Xing Yue had already got into the car.

Until midnight, when Chu Lin'an came out of the studio, he did not see the car picking up Xing Yue in the courtyard.

It seems that there is no waiting.

Chu Lin'an took a shower and lay down.

Someone pushed the door and came in while he was half asleep, and stuffed something hot under his blanket.

He thought it was Xing Yue, and wanted to open his eyelids to have a look, but he still couldn't overcome the drowsiness, and fell asleep again.

As soon as he opened his eyes the next day, Chu Lin'an excitedly lifted the quilt. It must be that Xing Yue was afraid that he would be cold, so he stuffed a warm water bag for him.

But the redness and blisters that caught his eyes made him stunned.

"Who did it?" Xing Yue stood at the door at some point, wearing a morning running suit, with a terrifying expression on his face.

Chu Lin'an looked at the other party blankly, not knowing how to react for a while.

The outside of his left calf was scalded by the hot water bottle, and a large abnormal redness swelled up on the original white skin, which looked extremely painful.

Xing Yue sat on the side of the bed, grabbed Chu Lin'an's knee socket and ankle, and let him stretch it on his thigh avoiding the wound.

Only then did Chu Lin'an yell slowly, "Hiss...it hurts a bit."

"Did the action just now hurt you?" Xing Yue looked at Little Rose nervously, "Then I'll stay like this and not move."

Chu Lin'an had never seen Xing Yue's expression like this, as if he could feel his own feelings.

He... is he feeling sorry for me?

"Who put the hot water bottle?" The man's voice was low.

"I don't know who let it go." Chu Lin'an said, "I was in a deep sleep at the time, but I saw someone stuffing something in in a daze. I thought it was because you were afraid that I would be cold."

"Just ask and you will know." Xing Yue looked at the terrible redness and swelling on Little Rose's leg with distress, which almost touched the Achilles tendon's incision.

Xing Yue took out his mobile phone from his pocket, dialed a number, and only said two words, "Come up."

A few minutes later, the old butler appeared at the door of the bedroom.

"You have seen the situation." Xing Yue said in a cold tone, "I don't need to waste my tongue."

The old housekeeper has served the Xing family for many years, and he knew that the newly appointed young master seemed to have few and peaceful affairs, but in fact he was much more unpredictable than old Xing, so he was immediately terrified by such a scene.

In just one day's work, who doesn't know that the canary, which was raised by Young Master Xing for two years abroad, now flies into the old house and becomes a pet in the palm of his hand.

"I'll call the doctor right away." The old housekeeper bowed deeply, "Who did it? Give the young master an answer before noon."

After the housekeeper retreated, the door was closed, and there were only two people left in the room.

"Don't frown." Chu Lin'an stretched out her small hand to brush aside the man's forehead hair, and tapped on the center of his brow, "Wrinkles will grow."

"No. It will grow long ago, and I will do maintenance regularly."

The fingertips were cold, and just about to pull them back, Xing Yue grabbed hold of them, "Hands are so cold again. Why don't you say it when you feel cold? You can sleep even after enduring it. If I didn't notice you, would you?" To endure until tomorrow?"

"You look like my father." Chu Lin'an said with a smile.

Xing Yue was taken aback, his brows furrowed deeper, "Am I that old?"

"The father on TV is not like you just now, saying the same thing several times, making a fuss, nagging."

The air was still for a few seconds.

"Isn't it cold? I'll sleep with you tonight." As she spoke, she kissed the corner of Little Rose's lips.

Chu Lin'an shuddered like a frightened kitten, and her ears and the side of her neck were immediately red to transparent.

"Are you embarrassed now? What should you do if you have to continue what you didn't learn last time in the car?"

Chu Lin'an suddenly felt something was different this time, the man seemed to be serious!

"Baby, it just so happens that we switch to the bed to learn something new, so you don't need to move your legs."

The author says:

The rose blooms, o(?////////?)q;

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