Don’t Talk To Me!

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The boyfriend's hair was refreshing with a little bit of snow, and the wet short hair was softer than usual. The warmth penetrated through the cold snow water, and it felt very good. Jin Linkun didn't want to immediately take his hand away and rubbed it for a while. ...... Then Ms. Li grabbed her ears and pulled into the house one by one, and put a towel on the top of Yu Sheng's head: "Cool or not! Waiting for a cold?"

Mr. Jin wiped the fog on his eyes and tried to intercede for his sons: "It's all young people, and the firepower is relatively strong..." Ms. Li's majesty at home is absolute. Mr. Jin only half said, just before Ms. Li's glance Then the words turned: "Waiting for a cold! Is it cool?"

Jin Linkun was already quite familiar with this process, pulled a towel, wiped the snow from his hair, and put on his glasses again.

Yu Sheng was also rubbed by Ms. Li, her hair was a little messy, and she was inexplicably fluffy under the warm light. The corners of the mouth are pursed, and the curvature of the eyebrows is soft. Terrible.

It was cold after the snow, but it also made London come out of the winter fog and saw the warm sunshine. The family didn't have any serious business, and they simply basked in the living room for a while.

Although the Jin family didn't have a fireplace, the neighbor next door generously brought tea and coffee, which happened to be an afternoon tea with egg yolk.

"The next door is also a Chinese, surnamed Zhong, who is an expert in the restoration of ancient cultural relics, and is also preparing for the Chinese New Year." The restoration mother Wu Dafangfang in the living room of Jin's house was sent by a neighbor. Mr. Jin gave a brief introduction to his two sons who did not come often. He also specially reminded: "There is a nest of geese in their family. Be careful when you go to play, but you have to hit the tree as soon as possible." Jin Linkun: "..."

Taking his father’s life in London as a reference, Jin Linkun feels that his boyfriend’s point of view is clearly all correct. London is indeed a very dangerous place.

The number of times that the Jin family has gathered together for chatting is actually not too much. When the necessary information is conveyed, it will return to the state of busy things.

Ms. Li and Mr. Jin still have work. After drinking tea and snacks, they returned to the study together. Afraid of Yu Sheng being bored, he deliberately found out the electronic photo album with old photos of his son before leaving, and stuffed him to relieve boredom.

Jin Linkun thought that Mr. Jin and Ms. Li probably wanted his life: "For friendship, discuss it--" Yu Sheng pressed his mouth, but he couldn't help raising it: "No friendship, no discussion." "..." Look With the electronic photo album in Yu Sheng's hand, Jin Linkun had a headache and rubbed his forehead: "There is a church here, and there is an organ in the church."

Yu Shengyang raised his eyebrows: "So?" "When there is no one in the church, you can talk to them." Jin Linkun circled and touched the corner of her boyfriend's mouth: "I will play the organ for you."

There are really not many conditions for playing the organ in China. Jin Linkun will also play the electronic organ when he is okay, but he still has a shocking effect as the king of musical instruments. Yu Sheng chose for a while before the equally attractive conditions, raised his hand in time, and stopped Jin Linkun's wrist from taking the opportunity to come over.

Jin Linkun looked a bit close at the black history, and was a little lost: "Don't you want to listen? My technology is actually good..." "Want to listen." Yu Sheng is clearly sober than him, "but now the albums will be deleted. If I If you don’t listen now, you can’t help but play it sooner or later.” Jin Linkun felt that Yu Sheng’s progress after he went to university was even suitable for joining him in a investment bank.

Unable to rescue the album, Jin Linkun refilled the black tea for the two and squeezed into the sofa by the window with her boyfriend.

The floor-to-ceiling windows are bright and clear, and the coldness of Dongxue is separated from the windows, and the sunlight falling in is warm. Yu Sheng turned sideways, moved him a place, and opened the album.

Mr. Jin and Ms. Li haven't pushed their son into a dead end. The photo base in the album is normal. Many even Jin Linkun did not know when it was taken. In reverse order of year, most of them are award-winning and everyday photos. From teenagers who are still sharp and dazzling, to younger boys, to smaller ones with short hands and short legs.

Extraordinarily wonderful sense of time.

"What competition was this time...they said that the second prize was a game console." Jin Linkun felt relieved, rubbing his neck, and pointed at the photo holding the champion's certificate with a smile: "I especially want , Took the first life and death, and finally my dad could only exchange a prize with the second, and added another sum to my certificate."

Yu Sheng raised his mouth and said: "What about the game console?" "Played for two days." Jin Linkun regretted, "It's too difficult. That plumber was poisoned by mushrooms every time."... Let this person beat the game By the third stage of gold, the strength of the youth training camp has probably reached the top in the industry.

Yu Sheng took a sip while holding the teacup, and was about to turn the photo down, accidentally glimpsed the details on the certificate, and returned to take a look. "Yes." Jin Linkun followed him carefully and looked at the certificate. "My previous name is indeed Kun, without the king."

When Jin Jinjin gave birth to Jin Linkun, he still had a good wish. For example, the first son uses the word Kun, and then the next child can easily and conveniently name the second child according to the meaning of "Kunzhong Brotherhood". Yu Sheng still knew for the first time that Jin Linkun almost had a younger brother: "Later?"

"Later." Jin Linkun asked when he was a child, and sighed: "They finally found out that the birth of the son was so annoying." Yu Sheng: "..."

After many years, when I talked about the past, Jin Linkun still felt a little emotional: "In fact, when I was seven or eight years old, I also wanted to have a younger brother, one year younger than me. I can do Olympiad problems with me, play together, and Practicing the piano together..." He took the conversation and caught his little one-year-old boyfriend who was lying on his shoulders: "Wait, isn't this a very sad topic?"

Yu Sheng didn't drink a sip of tea, choked a little, coughed, symbolically suppressed his smile, and felt sad for a few seconds. "..." Jin Linkun felt that the children were obviously more and more unsympathetic. But it can't be beaten. Jin Linkun could only pull the person into his arms again, patted his back for him, and put a cup of hot tea back into his hands: "But it's not because of the name change..."

The reason for changing the name goes back to Jin Linkun when he was seven or eight years old. There was a little **** among the children who passed the examination together. Because they looked good and played the piano, they were selected by the teacher to compose the selected music.

At the age of seven or eight, Jin Linkun hadn’t got the character beside Wang, and he couldn’t write a stroke. He could only write large characters horizontally and vertically, and the spacing was not very good. The little **** is younger than him. It is estimated that he has just been to school. He carefully recognized the piano for a long time with his piano score.

"Full three words." Jin Linkun still felt quite injured now: "None of them was right, and gave me a nickname."

Little Jin Linkun couldn't swallow this tone, and during the two days of the examination, he pulled several **** and fought several times, and then resolutely pulled his parents to change the name. Forget the past.

Jin Linkun decided not to delve deeper into this topic, circle his boyfriend who didn’t know why he walked a bit, and continue to turn down the photos together.

Probably because of the inability to show the inherent beating traits by the photos alone, the little Jin Linkun actually looks very cute. It's obviously more lively than it is now, and it's also crying.

"Correct it." Jin Linkun felt that it was necessary to re-emphasize: "It's not that I cry, but that my parents especially love taking pictures of me when I cry." If you don't come to coax your son, you must be on the sidelines. Laughing.

Yu Sheng chose to believe, nodded, and patted his head: "OK." Jin Linkun felt that this answer was very sincere.

Judging by his exceptionally bumpy growth experience, Yu Sheng pulled people down in good faith and took a moment to kiss for a minute.

The afternoon sun was so warm that it made people sleepy. The two of them were lying on a sofa, and it took a long time to turn over the album. Yu Sheng likes to listen to his stories about getting along with his parents. Jin Linkun did not deliberately avoid it. He circled people to turn photos page by page and told him one by one.

After college, Yu Sheng’s biological father and mother did not call for maintenance. Mr. Jin and Ms. Li felt that as long as they did not graduate, they could not throw them away from their homes, especially Yu Sheng’s career direction can also read another research, its practicality is not too anxious. Afraid that Yu Sheng would not accept it, Ms. Li specially gave Jin Linkun a card, so that he could not use the red envelope to send the deposits to his boyfriend.

It turned out to be useless at all.

Skills are not overwhelming, Yu Sheng has too many places to work part-time, plus the professional translators and scholarships usually received, living expenses and tuition have never been a problem. To work part-time and to take classes, too busy will inevitably squeeze the rest time, Jin Linkun also worried for some time, and later found that Yu Sheng actually likes this kind of life.

This kind of fills all the corners, clearly knows where to go, what kind of effort to do, and what kind of people's life.

But of course the body should be raised. Jin Linkun made up his mind to make a combination of work and rest, and circled Yu Sheng, who was attentively turning the photo album, into his arms: "Are you sleepy, take a nap?"

"Not sleepy, sleep when you are sleepy." London's winter is particularly suitable for sleeping. Yu Sheng was dragged by him to sleep for several days, and there was a little rust on his body: "What's wrong with this?"

The short hair in the palm of my hand has been completely dried and brought a little bit of the temperature of the sun. Jin Linkun had released his vigilance and sat up with his arms, looking down at the photo pointed to by Yu Sheng: "..."

Yu Sheng still seems to like this photo of little Lin Jinkun crying on the ground, flipping out his phone, and connected a bluetooth to the album. Jin Linkun turned black in front of his eyes, holding his hand: "Friend, be merciful." Yu Sheng was cruel: "Do not stay."

Both have good skills, and they gave a few hands on the sofa in a small range, and surprised Mr. Jin who came down to take things: "Do you need help?"

Yu Sheng seldom got unruly in front of his father Jin and Jin, his shoulders were unconsciously stretched, and he could close his hand. Jin Linkun was circled on the sofa in time: "No need, we are active." It has always been low, but actually yearned for this kind of activity: "Doesn't you need to tie you up?" Jin Linkun: "..."

Unable to join the afternoon activities of the two teenagers, Mr. Jin helped his glasses and went upstairs with regret.

Just now I felt that Yu Sheng was a little nervous. Jin Linkun didn’t care about confiscating his boyfriend’s mobile phone, rubbing his head, sliding his palm down, covering the child’s cool neck: “Relax, my dad won’t tie the knot, it’s okay. "Yu Sheng didn't make a sound, his eyelashes raised, and the corners of his mouth raised upwards in harmony.

The Jin family did not intentionally change the rules of life. The family only stayed together during the holiday season. Yu Sheng and Mrs. Jin's chances of getting along were not strictly speaking. So every time progress is very limited, it is quite normal.

Jin Linkun rubbed his back neck, thinking about whether to put down the photo first, and then helping his boyfriend to adapt to the relatively atmosphere of the family, Yu Sheng had already held his arm.

Although it has been improper to carry the handle for three years, Yu Sheng's skill has not fallen at all. After a few hands, he cleanly put him into the sofa. Mr. Jin, who was waiting at the corner of the stairs, came down in time, **** his son with satisfaction, and gave his children a high-five.

Jin Linkun couldn't figure it out, "Which section did I miss?" Under the guidance of Sheng, Mr. Jin successfully tied the rope for the first time. He was very pleased and patted his son's shoulder: "Did you notice? Just now Before the building, I held my glasses twice." "..." Jin Linkun: "Is it my boyfriend's password?" Mr. Jin shook his head: "No, if your boyfriend is willing to cooperate, I can give him two Sugar."

…Children are a bit easy to buy.

The rope is not tight, but it is not easy to break open. Jin Linkun was forgotten on the sofa, watching Mr. Jin holding a photo album and giving Yu Sheng memories: "This is when he was eight years old, and he had an appointment with a new friend who practiced piano with him for exams did not come..."

Jin Linkun, who was in his early childhood, had already got the initial punishment, and his brain was very clever. There was no way to suppress excess energy with study and homework. Jin’s father Jin’s mother heard that playing the piano can improve her self-cultivation, so she gave Xiao Jin Linkun a piano class. Jin Linkun learned everything quickly, and it didn't take long to reach the level of examination.

Yu Sheng had already heard this paragraph in advance and looked at the picture: "Are you in city A?" Mr. Jin nodded: "The two men fought several times, and he broke his ears. We thought he was following People have bad relationships."

I didn't expect to get acquainted. On the last day of the examination, the two even had an appointment to play the piano together.

The examination is carried out hurriedly, without knowing the name and checking the contact information. Jin Jin and Jin Jin thought that when the children met each other, they forgot for a few days. As a result, his son went to the appointment place for three days.

"There should be something wrong with the kid whom he made an appointment with. It was unexpectedly delayed." Mr. Jin once mentioned this paragraph with Yu Sheng, and it was a bit nostalgic. If you don’t like him, you have to learn how to pull it."

Jin Linkun: "..." Mr. Jin told the story, and also gave Yu Sheng two sugars as promised, and helped the glasses to retreat.

"It's okay, I can't help but laugh." It's not good for the boyfriend to hold back for a long time. Jin Linkun prepared in advance and sighed quite maturely: "Forgive the illiterate and deceiving little bastard." Yu Sheng took the corner of his mouth, pulled him over, and untied the rope.

The rope was loosely tied and there was no snarl. Jin Linkun moved his arm twice and looked sideways at Yu Sheng: "What's wrong?"

Yu Sheng shook his head and glanced at the picture again.

On the one hand, no one expected such a coincidence. In fact, it is not a coincidence. City A is so big and there are so many people who learn piano. They are of similar ages. It is normal for them to have an intersection during the examination. He also occasionally thought that the two might have been to the same examination room as a child and played a piano.

It wasn't until Jin Linkun mentioned the fight that some of the pictures that hadn't been taken seriously were reappeared in the depths of memory.

Yu Sheng’s condition was not right, Jin Linkun pulled the man over and touched his forehead: "Uncomfortable?" Although the melted snow was wiped off in time, catching cold was a random possibility. Jin Linkun wasn't relieved, and wanted to find a thermometer to come back to measure, only to get up and Yu Sheng grabbed his wrist.

"It's literate," the deceitful **** sat on the sofa, clutching his arm and writing on his hand exactly: "Lemu stick, you really did."