Thoughtful

  Lin Yuetian had a face that warned people to stay away, but unfortunately, this didn't move Lin Jing, whose IQ had been kidnapped. Lin Jing put down the thing and walked back to my side with a carefree attitude.

  "Is this your brother?"

  "How did you know?"

  "Yesterday you got drunk on your own words."

  The more I think about it, the more I feel that something is off. Even if I said there was a weirdo like Hou Ge, it's impossible for me to be waving his photo in front of Lin Ying. Moreover, I don't even have any photos of Lin Yue.

  Lin suddenly reminded him with a good understanding of human nature, "You said he looks like a stranger, don't get close."

  The sentence is a bit loud, Lin Yue has already closed the book and looked up at us. I shrunk my neck, feeling particularly guilty, so I slipped into the kitchen to pour two cups of lemon water, one for Lin Yue and the other for Lin Jing.

  Lin suddenly asked me, "Aren't you going to drink?"

  I furrowed my brow and waved my hand, "I'm not thirsty."

  I actually had a bit of stomachache, and I was busy all morning without realizing it, but now it's getting clearer.

  Lin Yue's actions, whether drinking water or putting down the cup, were extremely light, and formed a stark contrast with Lin Jing, who had only drunk half of his drink before yawning and saying he wanted to go home and sleep.

  Lin unexpectedly reminded me to sleep a bit longer before leaving, saying I was too tired last night.

  His words were somewhat ambiguous, with a rich second-generation temperament and a hint of coquettishness. However, Lin Yue seemed to ignore him, and after Lin Jing left, Lin Yue returned to his own room and quietly closed the door.

  Leaving me alone, rummaging through the medicine box, I remembered that the last pill of stomach medicine had been taken two days ago.

  I suddenly felt tired and didn't even have the energy to eat, so I ended up sleeping for a whole day just like Lin Jing said. When I woke up, it was already dark again.

  When I went out of the room, I saw my mother putting a pot of plain porridge on the table, and the dishes were particularly light in color.

  "Are you fasting today?"

  My mom glared at me, "Your brother's stomach isn't feeling well. By the way, where did you go last night? You didn't come home and didn't even make a phone call."

  I slowly sipped my porridge, looking up at my mom and saying, "You just remembered, did you? I thought you hadn't even noticed."

  Uncle Lin put down his chopsticks, his expression was quite serious, but he still tried to make himself look more amiable.

  Lin Yue also slowed down his movements.

  I had to explain, "Heaven and earth can testify, yesterday I was working overtime with my colleagues all night, absolutely didn't do anything illegal or out of line." I looked at my mom again and continued, "If I were to have a boyfriend, I would definitely bring him back home for you to thoroughly examine and identify the first time."

  "You're the best!"

  The old lady finally smiled, and even Uncle Lin returned to his normal self and began to popularize domestic and foreign news for me. Only Lin Yue was still slowly putting the green vegetables into her mouth.

  From this angle, he looks quite gentle too.

  After dinner, Lin Yue went back to her room directly because she didn't feel well and didn't stay behind to help with washing the dishes like usual. My mom took a look at me who was lying on the sofa like a limp noodle and decided to take care of it herself, then went downstairs for a walk with Uncle Lin.

  In the end, I was left alone, turned on the TV to watch the eight o'clock soap opera, and picked up the stomach medicine that Lin Yue had just taken from the coffee table.

  When I was holding the pill in one hand and the cup of water in the other, feeling extremely tragic, Lin Yue suddenly pushed open the door again. He walked straight towards me, bent down to pick up his phone that he had left in the living room.

  At the same time, his gaze swept over the hand I was holding the "medicine" with, his expression a mixture of joy and anger.

  I naively thought that Lin Yue wouldn't think I'd even steal medicine. I hope he doesn't misunderstand me as having some kind of special habit.

  To avoid another similar misunderstanding from happening again, after drinking the "medicine", I also returned to my own room. As I was about to pull up the curtains, I saw a tall and straight figure downstairs.

  He looked over at my window from afar, his expression unclear, probably furrowed eyebrows.

  I wanted to call out to him, but in the end I gave up. He turned around and walked away from me step by step, leaving behind only a dark silhouette under the streetlight.