Lin Road

At Lin Jingxian's insistence, he stayed in the hospital for a day and then went home.

"I'm really fine." Lin Jingxian comforted Lu Jinghua with a smile, "I just have a cold and low blood sugar."

Remembering what the doctor said, Lu Jinghua didn't say a word, but just touched Lin Jingxian's pointed chin, "I want to learn how to cook, so I can make you fat soon."

Back home, those photos and items about the other person were neatly put into boxes and received in the storage room.The two of them tacitly did not mention the unpleasantness that happened on New Year's Eve.

Let's talk later.Facing himself in the mirror, Lu Jinghua couldn't help thinking of another similar face.When Lin Jingxian's health is better, the two of them will have a frank talk.Lu Jinghua made up his mind.

Then he walked out of the bathroom, changed his tired expression, and gently woke Lin Jingxian up.

Lin Jingxian has always wanted to talk to Dr. Vincent, or Yan Jin or Lin Jiaren. He felt that there was a problem with his relationship with Lu Jinghua, but he couldn't find a good solution.

Wait until the holidays are over.Lin Jingxian turned his head to look at Lu Jinghua who was carefully shredding potatoes.Now that the two of them are enjoying a rare vacation, let this peace continue for a while longer.

Even if, calm is just an appearance.

While Lin Jingxian was deceiving himself and enjoying life, the three military advisers he had in mind were arguing endlessly about his affairs.

"I object." Lin Jiaren read the information in her hand and said without thinking, "You can't tell brother about this."

Dr. Vincent on the other end of the video rubbed his eyebrows and didn't speak.

"You can't hide it from him forever." Yan Jin seemed to have expected Lin Jiaren's reaction, and said calmly, "What if he finds out the truth himself?"

"Then don't let him know." As soon as Lin Jiaren said the words, even she felt that her thinking was too naive.

"I regret it now. I became Lin's attending doctor." Dr. Vincent spoke in perfect Chinese, "This is really a disaster."

"I don't want to see it again," Lin Jiaren flipped through the documents in her hand and said, "Brother knows what Zhao Yu looked like after he passed away."

"Then you have to imagine, he finally found out that Lu Jinghua is not Zhao Yu?" Yan Jin laughed.

"Maybe, we can think of a way to hide it." Lin Jiaren still had a glimmer of hope, she looked at Yan Jin who was sitting across from him and Vincent on the screen, "Maybe, brother and President Lu will live like this Woolen cloth."

"This is unfair to Lin and Zhao, as well as the young man you mentioned." Dr. Vincent shook his head. "They have the right to know what their lives should be like."

"Then what do you think we should do?" Lin Jiaren asked back, "Send these materials to their home now, tell my brother that Brother Zhao Yu is dead, and tell him that Mr. Lu is just Lu Jinghua, and he has nothing to do with Zhao Yu." It’s about money, you’ve got the wrong person.”

"I always feel that there are still doubts." Yan Jin pointed to the information collected by the private investigator and said, "Why did Lu Jinghua and Zhao Yu both have car accidents at such a similar time? Why did the attending doctor who performed Zhao Yu's operation back then The doctor and the nurse can’t be contacted? Also, where did Zhao Yu’s mother go?”

"The lady probably left this sad place forever. And a large number of other testimonies from the hospital can prove that Zhao's operation failed." Dr. Vincent adjusted his glasses, "The car accident may just be a coincidence."

"Brother Zhao Yu is really gone?" Lin Jiaren looked at Zhao Yu's tombstone in the photo. She couldn't remember that person's appearance clearly. When she thought of Zhao Yu, all she could think of was Lu Jinghua's face.

Yan Jin didn't answer, but held his breath in his chest.

"The top priority now is how to tell Lin the truth that he should know while ensuring his health." Vincent is the most sensible of the three, "We can't hide it from him forever, the man he loves most News of the dead."

"If, if my brother also likes Mr. Lu..." Lin Jiaren made such a hypothesis,

"Is it possible?" Yan Jin interrupted mercilessly, "Sister Jiaren, do you think Jing Xian would be with Lu Jinghua if it wasn't for that face?"

Lin Jiaren knew that the answer must be no.

If it wasn't for Lu Jinghua's appearance, Lin Jingxian would have almost boiled himself to death by now.

She is too clear, from getting to know each other to falling in love, from life to death, she watched how the two of them came together.She clearly remembered that her brother once said to him:

"In a lifetime, you may meet many people you like, but there is only one person you love. Sometimes, you meet someone you love, but that person doesn't love him; With other people. But I was lucky, I met the person I love, who just so happens to love me."

Lin Jiaren knew that her brother was not a person who would talk about love and affection, and this was the only time he talked about his love to her.

"I think Lu always really likes my brother." Lin Jiaren couldn't help sighing when she thought of the gentle smile on the corner of the boss's mouth.

"Maybe I shouldn't have given him Lu Jinghua's photo in the first place." Yan Jin rarely showed a trace of regret.

"At the beginning, it was to cure Lin's illness that he told him, or even pampered him, and treated Mr. Lu as Zhao." Doctor Vincent said seriously, "Now, since we have basically found out, we shouldn't be here. Let things go like this. It's not fair to Mr. Lu."

"I'm afraid that my brother won't be able to take such a blow." Lin Jiaren was worried.

Her worry is also the reason for everyone's hesitation.

"Think about it again. I'll talk to Jing Xian first, and then discuss how to tell him—" Yan Jin paused, pointing to the information on the table, "These things."

"I feel very sorry for Mr. Lu." Lin Jiaren felt more and more guilty because of their selfishness, which dragged him into this matter.

"So we can't go wrong anymore." Dr. Vincent said firmly. "Let them know as soon as possible."

After finishing the video chat and seeing off Lin Jiaren, Yan Jin opened a bottle of cold beer and sipped it while sitting on the sofa alone.

Zhao Yu, Lu Jinghua.He silently recited two names in his heart.

Will there be telepathy between lovers?

In a blink of an eye, the Spring Festival holiday is over.The work handover of Lu Jinghua's company is basically completed, and they are only waiting for the audit and clearing of the accounts before they are ready to return to Lu's.Lin Jingxian's small shop became popular because of the recommendation of a well-known local gourmet Weibo.For several days, Lin Jingxian was so busy that he didn't have time to go home for dinner. After Lu Jinghua went to the store for a few meals, he was worried that the shop assistants would find out their relationship, so he felt embarrassed to go back.

On this day, Lin Jingxian finally found time to take a little rest.The two decided to have a meal outside to relive the feeling of dating.

This shop is very emotional, with semi-enclosed small rooms, light yellow lights, and seemingly nonexistent incense, which makes people relax unconsciously and enjoy a good meal.Lu Jinghua and Lin Jingxian sat opposite each other, their eyes met, and there was a special tenderness.The atmosphere of this scene is just right.

However, there are some people who are ignorant and destroy this beauty.

"Xiao Lin, what a coincidence!" He heard his voice before seeing him.Fortunately, there are not many customers in the store, otherwise they would probably attract attention here.

"...Old Fan." Lin Jingxian immediately tensed up when he heard the voice, and greeted him bravely, "Meet you again."

"You're eating here too." Lao Fan smiled at Lu Jinghua familiarly, and sat down next to Lin Jingxian.

"Well, with friends." Lin Jingxian deliberately acted coldly, wanting him to leave quickly.

However, Lao Fan didn't realize that he was an unwelcome existence at all, instead he beckoned to the waiter, "Let me eat with you. Today, the client made an appointment here to discuss business, but I was released temporarily."

As soon as Lin Jingxian tightened his chopsticks, he heard Lao Fan ask: "Your friend, what's your name?"

"My surname is Lu." Although it was annoyed to be interrupted by the world between the two, because Lao Fan was Lin Jingxian's former friend, Lu Jinghua tried his best to be gentle and polite.

"Brother Lu," Lao Fan called out, "we are destined to have a cup of tea instead of wine." The two clinked teacups, which was regarded as friendship.

Lin Jingxian sat aside, wishing that time would pass faster, he always felt that Lao Fan's appearance made him flustered.

But Lao Fan obviously couldn't hear Lin Jingxian's innermost thoughts, so he chatted with Lu Jinghua in a few words, and picked up some old things about Lin Jingxian's college days to tell him.When Lu Jinghua heard this, he also became interested. The two of them chatted happily at the dinner table.

"You are really a good friend." Lao Fan said to Lin Jingxian when Lu Jinghua went to the bathroom, "It feels quite similar to Zhao Yu."

Before Lin Jingxian spoke, Lao Fan continued on his own, "He looks quite similar to Zhao Yu, tell me, could they be related by blood?"

"Maybe." Lin Jingxian vaguely refused to answer.

"Oh, don't tell me, seeing Brother Lu today really reminded me of Zhao Yu." Lao Fan suddenly began to sigh, "A person who was so capable back then left as soon as he said he would. I went to see him a few days ago. There is also a stick of incense on the grave, and I don’t know, except for the brothers, who else remembers him now.”

"What did you say?" Lin Jingxian suddenly grabbed his wrist tightly, "Did you offer incense to Ah Yu a few days ago?"

"That's right." Old Fan didn't understand why he was so excited, "It's over there in the cemetery."

"The cemetery?" Lin Jingxian repeated in a murmur, "Where is the cemetery?"

"I'll go, didn't you have the best relationship with him at the beginning?" Lao Fan said dissatisfiedly, "Although Zhao Yu died in a car accident after you left the country, didn't you want to visit him after you returned?"

"I think it's pretty clean and there's no weeds," said Old Fan. "I thought you paid for it and hired someone to take care of it all these years."

"If you're not busy, go and have a look." Lao Fan saw Lin Jingxian's face staying there, and added, "I heard from the gatekeeper that his mother cried half to death the first time she came back, and she never dared to come again. Except They took the money to clean and tidy up the weeds on the stele, and no one went to offer incense in Qingming."

"I see." Lin Jingxian said to him in a trembling voice, "You write me the address."

"Also." After Lin Jingxian carefully collected Lao Fan's note, he got up and walked out, "Please tell my friend, I'm in a hurry to leave first."

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Finally saw the ending beckoning to me. . .No, it's a big pot of dog blood about to pour down~ quack quack