Chapter 56

He Yan's recent workplace has become his home.

Lin Zhishui's body was already in good shape, probably because he slept and ate and slept every day, he was fatter than before, and his complexion was much better.

"A certain artist surnamed Kang was arrested for taking drugs?" He Yan was working, and Lin Zhishui was lying on a deck chair on the balcony, bored.

He Yan beside him was typing on his notebook.

Lin Zhishui could reach He Yan's clothes as long as he stretched out his hand.

He felt that he was probably very ill.

As long as He Yan leaves his sight, he will start to feel irritable and have a headache.

Probably because he had just woken up not long ago, he had a nasal voice when he spoke, and the afternoon sun reflected on him through the glass window, and his face was bright.

He Yan turned his head to look at him. He was reviewing the documents just now, and he didn't quite hear what he said.

"what?"

He saw his silhouette in Lin Zhishui's eyes.

Swaying slightly in the sun.

Lin Zhishui didn't have a deep impression of Kang Lin, as if he hadn't seen Kang Lin since he moved out of the company's apartment.

But the figure who was caught in embarrassment was indeed very similar to his former roommate.

Lin Zhishui remembered the clothes on his body. At that time, Kang Lin accepted a small supporting role for the first time, and when he returned to the dormitory, he was very happy to show it off to him. The investor gave him the clothes.

Lin Zhishui had already forgotten which drama it was.

Seeing He Yan leaning over, he raised his head and kissed him on the chin.

"nothing."

He Yan rubbed his hair, his eyes were full of doting.

Lin Zhishui looked up at him like this, his eyes flickering, as if letting him move.

It took a long time before he spoke: "Brother He, can I go see Su An and Su Yuan?"

He Yan had expected this day a long time ago.

The kid said before that he wanted to see Su An and Su Yuan. After so many days, the injuries on the two people's bodies are at least not visible on the surface.

He sent people back to prison.

He nodded, and just as he was about to speak, there was noise from downstairs.

The butler is usually gentle and polite.

He has been in the He family for decades, since the time when the master and wife were there, he is about the same age as Grandpa He, and he is about to retire.

But he is always reluctant to part with this home.

For him, the He family is his home.

When he was rarely angry, his voice had already reached the ears of He Yan and Lin Zhishui from the door.

The two stood on the balcony and looked down, just in time to see Lin's mother standing unkempt at the door arguing with the housekeeper, and she was holding a child by her hand.

Some people are really not afraid of death, hitting the muzzle again and again.

He Yan originally wanted to appease the child and go down to solve it by himself, but Lin Zhishui stood up before him, and then held his hand firmly.

"Let's go, Brother He, I want to go and have a look."

He Yan couldn't hear anything from his words.

Mother Lin is also desperate.

Lin's father had recently become more and more furious because of repeated business failures, and began to beat her.

In the past, she just scolded her, and she could bear it, but she couldn't stand beating her.

It was like returning to the fear of being dominated by scum that year.

She took Lin Zhijue's hand, and cried with her neck stuck through an iron door.

"My son is inside, I want to see my son!"

The housekeeper stared, of course he knew her son was inside.

Your son is still the most favored wife in our family.

But are you worthy of being the mother of our wife?

"Ma'am!" The butler also poked his neck. If possible, he even wanted to use a tweeter.

"This is the He family, the He family doesn't know you!"

After shouting these two sentences, he felt his throat was a bit dry, after all he was old and lacked energy.

The butler thought awkwardly.

The two bodyguards at the door looked at each other, wondering whether they should drag him out.

"Open the door."

The man's deep voice broke the confrontation between the two.

He Yan stared at Mother Lin expressionlessly, his eyes lingering on her face.

His left hand was still holding Lin Zhishui.

Lin's mother flustered for no reason when he saw him, and turned her head to look at her son.

Lin Zhijue, whom she was holding by her hand, saw Lin Zhishui's eyes lit up, and he grabbed the doorpost with one hand and called him crisply: "Brother."

Lin Zhishui's pupils shrank sharply.

His breathing was suddenly a little short, and it took a few seconds to slow down.

He let go of He Yan's hand, squatted down, clapped his hands at Lin Zhijue, and signaled him to come over.

"Lord."

From the beginning to the end, it seemed that she hadn't seen the existence of Lin Mu.

Mother Lin's expression was awkward for a moment, but Lin Zhijue struggled to free her hand, squeezed in through the opened door, and threw himself into Lin Zhishui's arms.

Seems to be very happy.

Seeing her youngest son go in, Mother Lin breathed a sigh of relief, before half of her foot stepped in, she was kicked by the housekeeper with a feather duster.

"Ma'am, you were not allowed in."

He Yan chuckled lightly.

"Uncle Shen, let her wait at the door, I will come out with her later."

The housekeeper responded repeatedly, but didn't look at Lin's mother's instantly pale face.

Lin Zhishui carried Lin Zhijue into the house.

The child put his arms around his neck and kept asking questions.

"Brother, why haven't you come back to see me for a long time?"

"Brother, mom said you don't want me anymore."

"Brother, are you still home?"

On the way into the house, Lin Zhishui didn't speak, and his eyes were a little distracted. When he got to the house, he put Lin Zhijue on the sofa, and he came back to his senses, and straightened his somewhat messy hair.

Although Lin's mother has become sloppy, Lin Zhijue's body is still clean. It can be seen that she loves her little son very much.

what about me?

Lin Zhishui asked in his heart.

Those messy childhood memories overlapped with Su Yuan's face that was the same as his own.

Is this why Mother Lin hates him?

So why did you give birth to yourself in the first place? Just because of Father Lin's sympathy, could she give birth to a scumbag child who almost ruined her, and then transfer all the hatred to the child?

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Zhijue wiped Lin Zhishui's tears with his immature hands, and he looked at Lin Zhishui innocently.

Lin Zhijue is only 7 years old.

The body suddenly fell into a warm embrace.

It was He Yan who hugged him from behind.

"Good." He heard He Yan whispering in his ear.

Consciousness gradually returned.

Lin Zhishui's ears were red, he shook his head, and stroked Lin Zhijue's soft hair: "Wait here for my brother to come back. My brother wants to take my mother to a place."

He wants to take Mother Lin to see Suyuan.

He Yan originally planned to do so, but after all, these are Lin Zhishui's parents.

There should be an understanding of this matter, he can't let this matter become Lin Zhishui's eternal heart disease.

Lin Zhijue nodded obediently.

The butler came in from the door with a cold face, and put on a springy smile the moment he entered the room, holding up two lollipops and asking Lin Zhijue if he wanted to eat.

Lin Zhijue was startled by the butler's loud voice just now, and now he was a little scared when he saw him, shrank back on the sofa, but his eyes stayed on the lollipop, a little bit reluctant.

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Mother Lin felt restless in the car.

She came to ask for help, for money.

She took Lin Zhijue only because she knew that Lin Zhishui liked this younger brother very much. In the past, she didn't want Lin Zhishui to get close to his younger brother. She was always afraid that Lin Zhishui would inherit his father's horror, and maybe one day he would become a pervert. , Start with your younger brother.

The car drove farther and farther.

Mother Lin asked the driver in the car with some fear—Lin Zhishui and He Yan were in another car.

"Where are we going?"

Her answer was endless silence.

Several cars stopped in front of the city jail.

He Yan had already greeted them, verified their identities, and the three of them were brought in.

Mother Lin tremblingly followed behind Lin Zhishui and He Yan.

She didn't know why she brought herself to prison.

Could it be... Could it be that now you will be sued if you don't treat your children well?

When he was about to visit the prison, Lin Zhishui suddenly stopped, turned his head and gave her a deep look, with a little indifference and alienation in his eyes.

Mother Lin suddenly felt that she never seemed to know her eldest son.

She looked away in a panic, and heard Lin Zhishui say without emotion: "Mom."

Mother Lin was a little excited, is he finally willing to call himself again?

But when she turned her head to look over, what she saw was still indifferent eyes.

"Don't get too excited for a while." After Lin Zhishui said this, he continued to walk forward.

As if it was just a kind reminder.

It's really just a friendly reminder.

He Yan, who had been silent all this time, squeezed his cold hands and closed his collar for him.

Mother Lin felt her heart beating faster and faster as she got closer to the prison.

As if something bad was about to happen.

However, is there anything worse than the bankruptcy of the Lin family?

She thought, probably not.

"It's coming soon." The person leading the way stood beside him respectfully.

Lin Zhishui was a little tired.

He half leaned on He Yan's body and narrowed his eyes.

He Yan pushed aside the broken hair on his forehead, kissed his forehead, and asked him in a low voice, "Are you sleepy again?"

Lin Zhishui shook his head.

He's just tired, not sleepy.

There is going to be a scene soon, how can he be sleepy.

Su An was led out first.

Compared with the gentle and polite before, his hair was shaved, and there were two more wounds on his face, as if he had been kicked, and the tenderness in his eyes was gone, even when he saw Lin Zhishui There was no change in expression.

He Yan stared at his expression, mocking in his heart.

After all, he is still young, even if he has done so many things with Su Yuan, he still can't stand the blow.

Even if you get out from him, life in prison is not so easy to bear.

Then, there was a man in handcuffs and shackles.

He was also wearing a prison uniform, his head was bowed, and his hair had been shaved.

There were faint bloodstains on his neck, and he limped when he walked.

The collar of the prison uniform was too big, revealing a small piece of burned skin.

The person who was holding him beat him on the back with a stick, and he was forced to raise his head.

"Ah!!" The next second, Mother Lin fell to the ground as if she had lost her soul.

The author has something to say: woo woo woo, it’s about to be resolved, I’m so uncomfortable TAT I can’t forgive