[Wearing the Book] Cats refuse to be cannon fodder

Where Bo Chen lived, it was really difficult to take a taxi. The taxi driver dropped Lin Yu off at a place five kilometers away from Blue River Manor.

Lin Yu was very puzzled: "Master, there are still several kilometers to go, why don't you leave?"

The driver unscrewed the kettle and took a sip, sighed contentedly, and said with great emotion: "I can't walk anymore, the road ahead is a private property of a rich man, hey, do you think we can go to someone's house and drive around?"

"...Damn it." The corner of Lin Yu's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and after getting out of the car, he watched the taxi go away.

The last time Bo Chen said that he had to walk five kilometers to get a taxi. He thought it was the place where Bo Chen lived that didn't lay any eggs or shit. No taxis would come. Good guy, I dare say that this person directly encloses the land Be king.

It was poverty that limited his imagination.

The road is long, but fortunately, the scenery on both sides of the road is not bad. The trees are evergreen all year round, and the atmosphere is quiet, shielding the hustle and bustle of the city. It will definitely cause depression over time.

Before walking halfway, Lin Yu suddenly saw a lake. The scales and waves on the lake surface were rising with the wind, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, and the golden early sun sprinkled the water surface. In today's serious pollution of fresh water resources, such a surface is as clear as a mirror. Such a small lake is really uncommon. Lin Yu ran towards the lake like a happy rabbit.

Bo Chen was sitting in front of the computer in the study room, and the real-time monitoring screen of Mingyang Lake was displayed on the screen. He watched Lin Yu catch two middle finger-long goldfish from the water near the shore, and looked at the fish while holding the tail of the fish. Thumping desperately, when Bo Chen almost thought that Lin Yu was going to swallow them in one gulp, Lin Yu put the two fish into the water.

Lin Yu looked up as if he saw something again. He got up and ran forward, leaving the monitoring range. Bo Chen followed his steps and switched the monitoring screen.

It turned out that Lin Yu saw a bastard lying on a rock basking in the sun, and turned the bastard on his back in a particularly wicked way.

This bastard never thought that he would be brutally murdered when he woke up in the middle of hibernation and just crawled out of the hole. His limbs were shaking slowly and he couldn't turn over.

Bo Chen couldn't help laughing when he saw it.

The butler stood beside Bo Chen with his arms crossed, leaned over and asked, "Master, do you need me to send someone to pick up Mr. Lin?"

Bo Chen stared at the screen, stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "No, let him play for a while."

Lin Yu had had enough of playing by the water, turned Wang Ba over, stared at a tree that looked good, hugged the trunk and climbed up.

Bo Chen's eyes froze, this little guy fell off his butt last time he climbed a tree, why is he so short of memory, is climbing a tree so fun?

The butler gasped from the side, unable to stand any longer, and begged, "Master, this tree is a podocarpus pine imported from the island country that Mr. Bo bought 30 years ago. Do you want to stop Mr. Lin?"

The corners of Bo Chen's mouth raised slightly, and he replied indifferently: "Stop? Why do you want to stop? This little guy is so discerning, let him play casually, it doesn't matter if he messes up."

"But……"

The housekeeper wanted to persuade Bo Chen, but Bo Chen stretched out his hand to stop him, and said leisurely, "It's just a tree to climb, but if this tree dares to hurt this little guy, do you think it's better to chop it down or burn it as firewood?" OK?"

Bo Chen's tone was really discussing with him.

The butler shook open the handkerchief in his chest pocket, wiped his sweaty forehead, and said, "Here, young master, calm down, isn't Mr. Lin all right?"

"But did you know that it's easier for a cat to get up a tree than it is for a cat to get down?"

"Cats? I seem to have heard of it. Why did the young master mention cats?"

Bo Chen didn't answer him, but stared at the screen tightly, his whole body tensed up, and he was relieved when he saw Lin Yu jump down smoothly.

It took Lin Yu four hours for the five-kilometer journey. He arrived at Blue River Manor at seven o'clock in the morning, and it was already eleven o'clock when he arrived at the gate.

Bo Chen took him by the shoulders and led him into the living room, and asked, "Are you hungry? If you want to eat, I'll let the kitchen make it."

Lin Yu was surprised and said, "You can still order food here? Do you have king crab? Do you have Australian lobster?"

"Yes, which flavor would you like to eat?"

Lin Yu scratched the tip of his nose, and replied with some embarrassment: "Uh, I'll just ask casually."

When Lin Yu asked casually, he thought that the kitchen would just do it casually. The last thing served on the table was lobster with fried scallion and cheese, steamed egg custard with king crab, and his last order of fried potatoes.

Lin Yu ate dishes that did not match his status, expressing that he was under a lot of pressure.

After playing tired and full, Lin Yu lived up to expectations and fell asleep, especially when he took out the high math papers, he slapped the desk and fell asleep after finishing the questions.

Standing behind him, Bo Chen pinched Lin Yu's face, leaned over and said, "Lin Xiaoyu, you can't sleep anymore, if you sleep again, the whole day will pass."

Lin Yu stood aside with his hands on the table: "I won't be sleepy when I stand."

"You don't have to stand to refresh your mind." Bo Chen pulled out the chair and sat on it, grabbed Lin Yu's wrist and pressed him on his lap, leaned close to Lin Yu's ear and whispered, "It's also very clear-headed."

This was indeed sober enough, Lin Yu's whole body's nerves tensed up, Bo Chen seemed to have changed the shower gel, and the smell on his body changed to a very light orange smell, but he didn't have to worry about being fascinated.

Bo Chen passed Lin Yu's Yiqiao armpit with one hand, took a pen to write and draw on the paper, and explained the topic to Lin Yu, as if to cater to his psychology, and the draft was very neat.

However, Lin Yu couldn't listen to a word. Although it was not eroded by catnip, Bo Chen's cold voice was a hundred times more charming than catnip, especially this handsome side face, which looked more three-dimensional and distinct when viewed from this direction. , the collar of the white shirt is slightly open, and the collarbone protrudes dazzlingly.

Bo Chen suddenly asked, "Do you understand?"

"Ah? Oh, Ming, I understand." Lin Yu immediately looked at the paper, and replied with a guilty conscience, he could understand a ghost, and only listened to the voice.

"Lin Xiaoyu, your attitude towards learning is not good. Do you need to add some appropriate punishments?" Bo Chen pinched Lin Yu's waist. Lin Yu felt itchy and hid in Bo Chen's arms.

Bo Chen secretly rejoiced in his heart, very satisfied with his reaction.

"Why don't you tell me again after I've finished speaking. Once you don't understand clearly, just take off a piece of clothing." Bo Chen hooked Lin Yu's neckline with his fingers and pulled him closer to him. Lin Yu's pupils tightened, reflexively He put his hand between the two of them, resting on Bo Chen's shoulder.

The two of them were so close that they could almost feel each other's breathing. Lin Yu's heartbeat was abnormally fast. He pressed Bo Chen's shoulder and stepped back a few times, avoiding looking directly at Bo Chen. Rejected: "Come on, it's too perverted."

Bo Chen said seriously: "I'm not joking, so you should listen or not."

Lin Yu nodded firmly and assured, "I'm listening!!!"

With determination, but lack of ability, Lagrange is Lin Yu's brain tumor, which cannot be removed so easily. When Bo Chen was barely satisfied with his performance, Lin Yu had lost a coat and a suit. Hoodie.

Bo Chen was afraid that he would freeze, so he raised the temperature of the air conditioner to 28 degrees.

While resting, Lin Yu huddled on the hanging chair on the balcony to blow the cold wind, and the shame just now hadn't recovered.

Bo Chen opened the balcony door, put his clothes on him, and said, "Put it on quickly, don't get cold."

Lin Yu hugged himself tightly, complaining: "I don't wear it, didn't you tell me to take it off?"

"Isn't this going to motivate you to study hard?" Seeing Lin Yu's tendency to die of shame and anger, Bo Chen could only give in, squatting beside Lin Yu and said helplessly, "Okay, okay, it's my fault, don't get angry, okay?" ?”

"I'm not angry either. If you use big brother's poster, signed basketball or sneakers to motivate me, I can definitely learn it for three days and three nights without eating or drinking."

Big brother refers to Kobe, Bo Chen looked at Lin Yu's glowing eyes and fell silent.

In the end, I don't know what kind of battle between heaven and man went through. After a while, Bo Chen finally compromised.

"...Okay, I have sneakers, but I don't have basketballs. If you want me to find them for you, the premise is that I can score more than [-] in the high score of the exam."

"I try my best."

"Then I will try my best to find you the basketball."

"..."

Lin Yumo asked with a serious expression: "Do you not love me anymore?"

Bo Chen said sincerely: "No, I have always loved you very much." It's just that this love is not the love between brothers.

Lin Yu stared into Bo Chen's eyes for a moment and was absent-minded for a moment. He even had the illusion that he was really confessing to him. He hurriedly pulled back his wandering thoughts, jumped off the hanging chair, and made up his mind: "Okay, Study, if you don’t want to die, learn to die, I study 20 hours a day, for the sake of big brother, I will kill you.”

……

At three o'clock in the morning New York time, the lights were not turned on in a ward of Columbia and Cornell Presbyterian Hospital in New York, and the bright moonlight spilled through the window onto the sickly white face of a young man in a wheelchair.

A nurse walked up to Mo Shuming, took his hand and squatted in front of him, pleading in not-so-fluent Chinese, "Mr. Mo, let me help you to rest, you have to go to class tomorrow." .”

Mo Shuming looked at the lights of Wanjia outside the window, and asked expressionlessly, "When will my leg be healed?"

"Dr. Smith said that in less than a month, he will be able to walk on the ground."

"Can I walk on the ground? Then do I still have to use crutches?" Mo Shuming looked down at the nurse with a chill that never faded.

The nurse seemed to know what he meant, and said anxiously: "Yes, Mr. Mo, you can't be anxious about this kind of thing."

Mo Shuming said calmly: "No, it's very urgent. I will appear in front of him with the most perfect posture in February next year at the latest, on his birthday."

"Mr. Mo, who is he?"

"A person who means a lot to me."

Mo Shuming turned over the phone that had been facing down, and there was a picture of Bo Chen and Lin Yu embracing each other in the classroom. Because of the angle, Lin Yu's face was not exposed, but the helplessness and indulgence in Bo Chen's expression But it severely stimulated Mo Shuming's eyeballs.