luck on thursday

Lin Qingyang almost fell off the bed, outputting frantically, trying to cover up her embarrassment.

"Ahhhhhhh I don't think so! Put my face on a statue and put it in a place where people come and go for decades?! No way! It's not allowed! I want someone to make a statue too. With Philip's face!"

Louis had no choice but to appease his own young master who had already exploded: "It's just a statue, young master—"

Lin Qingyang turned her head abruptly and grabbed his collar: "Just?! Otherwise, Louis, I have a better way, such as replacing it with your face?"

The butler innocently changed the subject: "Master, what are you going to eat later?"

"Don't change the subject, sooner or later I'm going to bring a bomb up there and blow it up."

"Philip will be sad. After all, it took a lot of custom-made expenses... and the cost of rushing to work. It would have taken a little time, and Philip asked people to urge the work to be urgent."

"...Sir, how can you be so clear about the flow of funds?"

"There is such a small account book, pass it from my hand."

"...It really is an accomplice!"

The young master silently pulled up the quilt and decided to stay in isolation.

Louis sat by the bed for a while, stretched out his hand to embrace Lin Qingyang, and planned to talk to his young master again, even if he could only pry out a little food: "So our lunch?"

"Go on your own."

Lin Qingyang's voice was muffled under the quilt, and it seemed very nasal. Louis felt that something was wrong, reached out his hand, pulled him out of the quilt forcefully, and tested the temperature of his forehead.

It's normal, nothing unexpected happened.

So he stretched out his hand to pinch Lin Qingyang's nose, the young master half sat up, looked at him innocently, after a while, he sniffed somewhat uncontrollably - he really had a cold, the sound of water was very loud.

Louis lowered his voice and brought a tissue from the side: "Master has a cold, why didn't you tell me?"

Lin Qingyang wiped his nose casually, and lay down, his blue eyes looked innocent and clear under the water light, even if he was sick, he did not forget to act coquettishly first: "It's really just a little cold, I guess it will be better in a few days Yes, Louis, don't worry—"

He also learned to draw out his tone. Louis hadn't heard his soft attitude for a long time, even the young master who had been with him day and night for so long, couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

The helpless Mr. housekeeper had no choice but to go outside to get him cold medicine to take. Lin Qingyang drank water and took medicine with his hands. When he lay down, he never forgot to tell him: "I only sleep for two hours. I have a meeting at three o'clock, and Louis remembered to wake me up. Although the alarm clock was set, I was afraid that one alarm clock would not wake me up."

It's okay for Wilfred to say good things, my young master, as soon as he turns his head and waits for Lin Qingyang to fall asleep, he will take his mobile phone to the living room to make sure that Lin Qingyang can't hear him at all.

Lin Qingyang woke up naturally, with a blurry scene in front of her eyes, which was warm and comfortable.

He couldn't help stretching, rolled the quilt twice - wait, where's his phone?Alarm clock?Meeting at three o'clock? !Where is the Louie? ! !

He found his mobile phone in the living room, lying dying in the corner of the wine cabinet. The alarm clock had been turned off. Lin Qingyang picked it up and looked at it. He almost lost his breath. The young master rushed into the kitchen angrily and put Hold the phone up to Louie's nose.

"Wifred! Sir! Call me within the agreed two hours?!"

Louis has completely gotten used to Lin Qingyang's habit of calling him by his full name when he gets angry. Now he cuts the fruit very calmly, and he still doesn't forget to put a piece in Lin Qingyang's mouth: "Is it sweet?"

The young master was suddenly stuffed with melon, chewed for a while, and began to think: "It's very sweet, but why does it feel a little sour?"

"The variety that was just introduced in the north, I took one for the young master while it was fresh."

"I think this tastes good. Another piece, sir? Ah—"

Then there was another burst of contented chewing.

When the last two of them were sitting at both ends of the long table in the restaurant eating their late lunch, Lin Qingyang reacted belatedly.

He tapped Louie's dinner plate with his fork: "Today's meeting has been messed up by you, Louie, if you have enough reasons to explain this?"

Louis answered him calmly: "Because Philip came back, he said that he would just hold the meeting this time, and the young master should rest at home."

Lin Qingyang nodded, then stopped suddenly: "He came back from Fitzgerald?! His leg is healed?!"

It’s not all good, but at least I’m already conscious. The doctor suggested that I should do rehabilitation exercises as planned, take my time, and even stand up after a while.

When Philip appeared in the island castle, Lin Qingyang smiled and walked over with his hands behind his back: "Healed so soon?"

However, Philip didn't look very happy, and even showed some unconscious anger. He sighed silently, and didn't intend to take his anger out on his young master. Lin Qingyang also reacted sharply, and asked with a frown: "What's wrong?"

Fitzgerald took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to Lin Qingyang: "You... a letter from your father and brother."

Lin Qingyang was startled, and took the letter from the far east. It was a very thin envelope, and Philip had unsealed it, revealing a corner of the letter inside.It seemed that when it was exposed to too much wind and sun, when Lin Qingyang held it in his hand, he looked at the yellowed corner of the envelope in silence.

Philip was silent for a moment, then smiled: "Joe will take a look first."

The letter was sent by Lin Qingyang's father's younger brother. In fact, he had written it for many years, but he never had the courage to send it to the far side of the ocean.

It wasn't until some time ago that Fitzgerald's next successor came to power, and most of the media reported on this matter, that the people in the East who had been paying attention here mustered up the courage to write a few lines in the last space of the letter.

"Here, Mr. Fitzgerald Jr.

I am sorry to tell you this now, but most of this letter is written by your father, the first half is to the woman he loves the most in this life, and the second half is to you.He's always been sorry for you, but time has taken him away, and he can't even look at his little grown son again.

He had already written most of the reasons back then, and we didn't know if he could be forgiven, so we hesitated for a long time before sending this letter.Now that you have grown up, I still decide to let the person concerned decide for himself. "

Philip shook the wheelchair and slowly moved away. Lin Qingyang slowly flattened the letter and sat down on the small stool in the corner.

He wrote very briefly, some words could not be read clearly, and the handwriting was trembling badly. It seemed that the person holding the pen had no strength, but he still had to struggle to finish writing.

"Here, Alicia.

Living with you in the college is my happiest time.But my life is not long, and the god of death is coming. I know you have a strong temper. If you watch me leave, you may miss it forever, so I asked my sister to act in this scene, and successfully drove you back to your hometown.I'm sorry, but I'm also very happy. I hope you can have a new lover and a new life.

The only pity is that you took the child away without letting me see it.He will take your surname from now on, right? "

"Here, little Fitztel.

I'm sorry, I don't know what your name is now, your mother will definitely be able to successfully raise you, maybe it will be the arrogant and lively young master of Fitzgerald?The kind like your mother?Forgive me for making a small joke.

In short, I sincerely wish you a happy life. Also, take good care of your mother and don't let her drink too much alcohol. She will drink when she is unhappy and cry when she drinks.

I will ask my cousin to send this letter after I leave, and I don't know how many years it will reach you.

your father. "

Lin Qingyang held the pages of the book and lay on the rocking chair in front of the fireplace in the living room.

He asked Louis to turn off the heating, and lit the only fireplace in the living room. The heat brought by the natural fire was completely different from the heating. One was like an eternal summer, and the other was suddenly graspable in the cold winter. A little hope.

The letter was sealed and lay safely in the deepest part of the drawer, just like its owner, resting quietly.

The rocking chair was shaking quietly, Lin Qingyang didn't understand the meaning of the fairy tale book that Louis gave him at first, until he saw the decision made by the owner of the factory, he realized it, turned his face and asked: "What is it?" ...a bit like me."

Louis combed his black hair, exposing the young master's smooth forehead.He smiled: "The young master will be like him, and have happiness from now on."

Lin Qingyang yawned. He had taken cold medicine and slept through, but he still felt extremely sleepy, as if someone was holding him in his arms and singing softly.

Accompanied by the endless waves and the murmur of the wind, the low-pitched hymn of the earth sounded, and the sparks in the fireplace were beeping and popping, bursting from one side to the other, drawing a beautiful arc of fire meteors.

"Louis..."

He said lightly: "I also want to continue to open the Golden Stamp Awards Day in the future and make it an annual event."

"Then you can't offer a sky-high bonus of [-] million yuan. However, as long as the young master is happy."

Speaking of this, Lin Qingyang still has a lot of questions: "Speaking of which, I remember that Philip's bonus pool was 5000 million at the beginning, why did it suddenly change to [-] million, fully doubled?"

"Because I found you."

Louis' voice was soft, and he watched Lin Qingyang's eyes slowly droop until they were completely closed.He listened to the silent sound of the world, the warm flames of the fireplace illuminated Lin Qingyang's side face, and cast an inconspicuous golden light on his eyelashes.

"The entire Fitz Manor, how happy, even decided to change the number of the bonus pool, intending to change from a business activity on a whim to something that truly gives back to the society. It's just that I didn't expect that it would return to you after going around. .”

"Joe," he called.

Lin Qingyang leaned against the soft pillow of the rocking chair, half of her face was immersed in the darkness where the light of the fire could not reach, and she had already fallen into a deep sleep.So far the stars have turned and the sun has risen.

"Have a good rest."

【THAN】

作者有话要说：感谢在2019-12-2920:51:05~2019-12-3020:23:04期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Gu Gu 2; Yuan Lan 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: @9757 bottle; 1 bottle of Rabbit Meow and Sanweiyue;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Well, that's it, the text is over, thank you to all the little angels who accompanied me, and bow to everyone.

I haven’t decided what to write about Fanwai yet. In fact, I don’t plan to write Fanwai. It’s good to let time stay here, but it feels incomplete without Fanwai, so let me think about it again.

In the next article, I plan to go back and fill in my pit. I have already written more than 20 online games. I feel a little bit embarrassed about the little angel squatting at the bottom of the pit. I will definitely finish this time!No more half-way whimsical decision to start a new one! [I feel like an old general on the stage, with the flag Orz on my back]

At this point, we are destined to meet again and kiss my lovely little angels one by one.