After Lin Yuan's forensic examination came out..,
Lin Xiu sent him to be cremated. Lin Yuan did not have any external injuries. He lay clean on the cremation machine,
He looked like he was just asleep,
The machine slid smoothly into the machine body,
The space inside was cramped and could only accommodate one person,
Lin Xiu subconsciously felt anxious,
He blurted out.
"Brother."
The staff beside him did not stop twisting,
He continued to move his hands expressionlessly. He was used to it. Before the cremation, there were many people who pounced on him and did not push the body in. Today, this one was still considered calm.
Lin Yuan just lay there, unconscious,
Finally disappeared into the silver metal box. Lin Xiu hoped that at the last moment, he could see the expression on his face, whether it was panic or fear,
Or the kind of begging that he always used to look at him. As long as his eyebrows moved, he didn't need to open his eyes,
He would rush up and grab the machine tool,
Save him.
However, until the end,
He was always so ignorant and unconscious.
The staff turned a knob 180 °,
The sound of fire and burning rang out from the box,
He was still ignorant, and he left just like that.
He was harmed by the fire, but in the end, he was still cremated. Lin Xiu suddenly felt a pain in his heart. It was so painful that he could not breathe. The Empress Dowager felt this pain in hindsight. He wanted to rely on holding Lin Yuan's hand to relieve it, but he no longer had the chance.
Later, Lin Xiu carried Lin Yuan's urn back to the country. He did not deal with many things personally, as if he was desperately avoiding something.
When he returned home, he placed the urn in the middle of the living room, as if he was putting down the luggage of an ordinary room. After Lin Yuan left, the burden of Family Lin fell on Lin Xiu. He was busy inside and out for a few days. Every day, he passed by the table in the living room and did not even look at it.
When the last thing was done, Lin Xiu returned home in the middle of the night. He walked to the sofa and sat down. He threw his suit jacket aside, untied his tie, and took off his watch. He leaned back and took a nap in the quiet room. When he woke up, he was a little dazed. He didn't know when or where he was. He sat up and looked around. When he realized that he was at home, his shoulders loosened. Just as he was about to lean back, his eyes swept over the urn in the middle of the table.
It was as if he had been dragged out of the dream and back to reality.
Lin Yuan was dead. There would never be a Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan had never said that he loved him. However, Lin Yuan's narrow and calculating eyes behind the glasses were full of desire and love when he looked at him, which made him look silly. He had neglected Lin Yuan too much. That was why he didn't notice it for so many years. When Lin Yuan shouted at him angrily, "Do you choose Shen Huai or me?", he felt that it was unreasonable. He didn't even have time to hide his panic and disgust.
He didn't really hate him or loathe him. He had never hated him.
He was his brother. They ate at the same table, brushed their teeth and washed their faces in front of the mirror. They read and played games on the sofa. When he was a child, he liked his brother the most. His brother was so powerful, knew everything, and always protected him. How could he not like his brother? However, it was not that kind of like.
Lin Xiu remembered the only kiss between them.
After Lin Yuan occupied the Shen clan, the relationship between Lin Xiu and him took a turn for the worse. On the one hand, he was too ashamed to face Shen Huai. On the other hand, Lin Yuan finally revealed that crazy idea. Their parents were not around a few years ago. The two brothers lived under the same roof. Lin Yuan's eyes were like gangrene. Lin Xiu would explode several times every day and quarrel with Lin Yuan. However, Lin Yuan even dared to do such a crazy thing as setting up Shen Huai. He had made up his mind. Lin Xiu couldn't scold him away.
However, for some unknown reason, or maybe it was the last bit of fear for the blood relationship, Lin Yuan only stared at Lin Xiu as if he was stripping a naked man. He didn't cross the line again. Being stared at by a monster, he was always on guard against being bitten, but the other party didn't take a step forward. He even kept his claws carefully. Instead, it was Lin Xiu who got angry first.
Lin Xiu had a crush on Shen Huai for so many years. He only kissed him once when he was drunk, and he didn't know about it until now. However, he shouted at Lin Yuan and Lin Yuan, "Why are you so disgusting? Did you do Shen Huai just to vent your anger? People like you won't do things so directly. You still want to threaten me. Ah, do you want me to kneel down and kiss you? Or do you want me to do this? "Later, he had an impulse to grab Lin Yuan's collar and bite him.
When Lin Xiu recalled this, he realized that it might not be a kiss.
After he let go of Lin Yuan, he didn't cover his wound. He still stood there stiffly. The wound on his lips bled and dripped down from his chin, spreading on the carpet. There was no joy on his face. Instead, his eyes were pale. His eyes slowly turned red. Finally, he raised his head and looked at Lin Xiu.
Lin Xiu sat on the sofa, covering his eyes while recalling.
Lin Yuan's eyes were in pain. He was in pain at that time, so it was definitely not a kiss.
Lin Xiu's fingers, which were covering his eyes, trembled and moved to his lips. He no longer had any barriers in front of Lin Yuan's urn. It was a fleeting thought that he didn't dare to think about, a desire to keep that person's breath that had long disappeared, or a twisted compensation. Lin Xiu touched his lips, recalling the person's lips that he had touched with this place.
Lin Yuan's lips were very soft, not cunning at all. They were like the lips of an innocent person. They were clumsy and panicky, and so clean that they seemed to have a fragrance.
Lin Xiu recalled a lot of things. When he and his brother slept together, the two of them covered a firefly with their four hands. On his brother\'s sunburned back, it was bright red and had white flakes of skin.
At that time, his brother would smile at him, showing his teeth, very cheerful and very cute.
When did his brother stop smiling like that?
It was after he fell in love with his brother.
I like my brother, but not that kind of love.
In fact, it's okay if it's that kind of love.
Lin Xiu touched his lips in a daze. He looked at the square, heavy, and quiet urn and shouted again, "Let's go!"
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