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Mr. Lu Sheng, who was wearing a suit and leather shoes, leaned lazily at the door of the practice room, looking at his younger brother Lu Yuqi... the boy next to him with interest.

The teenager was wearing a loose short-sleeved T-shirt and jeans. He was tall and slender, and his flexible body rhythmically moved with the rhythmic music. His movements revealed a neat and neat appearance, and he also had a little youthful innocence. Not too greasy.

Coupled with the delicate face that was slightly reddened by exercise, the bangs on the forehead were wet with sweat, and the large beads of sweat rolled down the white and clean cheeks, adding a sense of sensuality and charm that belongs to a man for no reason.

Next to him, Lu Yuqi danced the same dance as Lin Qingyan, but it gave people a different feeling. Lu Yuqi was also handsome and cool, but he was a little more arrogant, very dragged, and had a strong aura.

All in all, each has its own charm and uniqueness.

Lu Sheng couldn't help sighing in his heart, where did Gu Fei get the big baby from.

He originally thought that Sylvia Lin was just a little vase with its own appearance. He didn't find anyone who was a little treasure with ability and perseverance. He could sing and dance. It was okay to be talented. The key was to be diligent and diligent. Also fun.

Lin Qingyan is much more lovable than his younger brother Lu Yuqi, who pretends to be cool and has a stern face all day long and is arrogant and vicious.

Tsk... No wonder Gu Fei takes it so seriously.

Lu Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly with a slight smile in his eyes. He raised his hand and gently rubbed his chin. He had a hunch that this child would have great prospects in the future.

The music stopped, the two stopped moving, Lu Yuqi ignored the people at the door, and threw a towel and bottle of mineral water to Sylvia Lin, "You have made great progress these days, and it will be fine tomorrow."

"I think so too." Lin Qingyan was not modest at all, and there was a narrow smile in his slightly picked peach blossom eyes.

He wiped the sweat on his face with a towel, then unscrewed the bottle cap and took two sips of water. Only then did he find Lu Sheng standing at the door, and he politely said hello.

"Lu Yuqi, you should study hard, Xiaolin is more polite, and you don't even say hello when you see your brother."

Lu Yuqi was indifferent, "I have something to say."

Lu Sheng was obviously accustomed to his brother's attitude, so he simply ignored it, and smiled at Lin Qingyan calmly, "You dance well, are you confident tomorrow?"

Lin Qingyan nodded and said, "Yes, Mr. Lu, don't worry, I won't let you down."

Lu Sheng smiled and patted his shoulder, "Well, come on tomorrow." After speaking, he looked at Lu Yuqi again, restrained his smile, and said with disgust, "You kid too, if you embarrass me, you will die."

Lu Yuqi will debut as C in the future, and his singing and dancing skills are top-notch. It is impossible to be ashamed, Sylvia Lin thought to himself.

It was already evening, and the sky had already darkened. Lin Qingyan didn't stay in the company for long. The driver of the Gu family was already waiting for him downstairs. As soon as he got in the car, the phone rang.

The note on the caller ID was from his mother, and it was from Zhou Yuelan. In the half month after his rebirth, this was the first time Zhou Yuelan had contacted him, and he had not contacted his family.

However, his younger brother Lin Qingyang asked him for money a while ago, but he was perfunctory with a few words from Lin Qingyan. For these so-called family members, he has long been disappointed, so he will no longer place his hopes on it.

Sylvia Lin hesitated for a moment, but he still answered the phone and called Mom in a calm tone.

Zhou Yuelan didn't hear anything wrong, she said, "Xiaoyan, why haven't you called home recently. Your brother said he contacted you, and you hung up on him."

Sylvia Lin said, "I've been busy recently. Is there anything you need to call?"

Zhou Yuelan sighed, "Hey... Mom accidentally fell while cooking, and now she can't even walk. Your father is away from home all day, and your brother lives at school."

"Xiaoyan, if you are free, can you go home and take care of your mother..." She groaned in pain as she spoke, "Mom can't even go to the hospital alone at home."

Lin Qingyan frowned slightly. He resisted in his heart, but finally agreed. Although he was disappointed with this family, Zhou Yuelan was the mother who raised him, so he couldn't ignore it.

It's a bit far from here to his house. Lin Qingyan asked the driver to take him to a nearby bus stop and took the bus there by himself. He called Butler Shen.

"Uncle Shen, I suddenly have something to go back to my hometown. I won't go back tonight, um... See you Uncle Shen."

Lin Qingyan's home is in the old city. He took the bus for almost two hours to reach his destination. It was almost nine o'clock in the evening. He was walking on a familiar and somewhat dilapidated street. Faint glow.

After walking for a few minutes, he stopped in front of a very old and dilapidated building with a total of ten floors and no elevator. Fortunately, Lin Qingyan's house lived on the second floor, so he wouldn't be very tired from taking the stairs.

The lights in the corridor were a little dim. Sylvia Lin was walking on the narrow stairs that he used to run up and down when he was a child, but suddenly he felt that this place was very strange.

I still remember one time when he was a child, when he ran in a hurry, he accidentally stepped on the air and fell down the stairs. It is not a good thing to have no pain. At that time, he broke his right hand and didn't know it.

Later, he found that his right hand was not strong, and cried to his mother. Zhou Yuelan took him to the hospital for examination, only to find that his son's hand was broken. At that time, she scolded the little Sylvia Lin why he didn't walk well, and how much did it cost to enter the hospital?

Compared with her son's body, she is more concerned about money.

Even if she was a little more careful and cared more about her son, she would find out that her son's pain nerves had problems, which was a bit ridiculous. Lin Qingyan didn't have pain, only he knew it.

When he was a child, he realized that he was different from others. When other children fell, they would cry and cry in pain. He never cried and never felt pain.

At that time, Xiaolin Qingyan told his mother Zhou Yuelan that she would not feel pain, but Zhou Yuelan didn't take it seriously, thinking that her son was just talking nonsense, and she became impatient when she talked a lot.

"You don't learn well at a young age. You lie and lie again and again. How does your mother usually teach you? Did you listen to it?"

Later, Lin Qingyan, who grew up slowly, didn't mention this matter again, and it wasn't taken seriously anyway.

He sometimes wondered, if he told Gu Fei something he didn't feel pain, how would the man react? He didn't know, but he knew that Gu Fei would definitely not be like his mother.

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With his thoughts returned, Sylvia Lin walked up the stairs step by step and stood in front of the house.

He knocked on the door and waited for a while for the door to be opened. Zhou Yuelan was standing inside. She was leaning against the wall, her back was slightly hunched, and her weight was on her left foot, which seemed to be a little difficult to stand.

Sylvia Lin looked at the woman in front of her. Compared with the five years later in her memory, she was not much younger. She was only in her forties, but her hair was a little white. A lot of wrinkles already, like someone in their fifties.

She smiled at the young man in front of her and said kindly, "Xiaoyan, you're back, come in quickly."

Sylvia Lin said, "Let me help you." He supported Zhou Yuelan and sat on the sofa in the living room, looking at her walking as if she was seriously injured, "Where did you hurt? Is your right foot?"

Zhou Yuelan frowned in discomfort, speaking in a weak voice, "Yes, my right foot hurts badly."

"Let's take a look." Lin Qingyan squatted down and was about to roll up Zhou Yuelan's right trousers when Zhou Yuelan stopped him and said, "Hey, it's nothing to see, it's just swollen, I remember your brother has Yunnan Baiyao in his room, but I didn't find it just now, you go look for it."

Lin Qingyan got up and walked to his younger brother Lin Qingyang's room. He didn't see it on the desk, and he opened the drawers at the bottom and looked again, but still nothing, neither on the bookshelf nor on the bed.

"Mom, did you remember it wrong?" After saying that, he turned his head and looked outside. The door that was open just now was closed at some point. He walked over and twisted the door handle, but it couldn't be opened.

The movement in his hand stopped, his heart skipped a beat, and he soon realized that the door was locked from the outside, and he couldn't open it even if he tried hard.

Various emotions rushed out of his heart, but Lin Qingyan's expression at this time was unusually calm, and a mocking smile even evoked the corners of his lips. It turned out that the injury or something was an excuse.

"Mom, did you trick me back for this?"

"Why are you doing this?"

Zhou Yuelan stood outside the door well, not looking weak at all. There was a little guilt in her eyes, but her tone was bitter: "Xiaoyan, mother is doing this for your own good."

"I heard that you are suddenly going to participate in some talent show. You said that your child has never learned to sing and dance. Why do you do these things? It's all for rich people!"

"Xiaoyan, your mother has always taught you to be down-to-earth and not to do those crooked things. There are no shortcuts in life..."

"So..." Lin Qingyan interrupted her coldly: "You're not going to let me out today, are you?"

The people outside were silent for a moment, and then said embarrassingly, "Xiaoyan, don't blame mom, you just stay in the room honestly today, there is something to eat in the drawer, and mom will let you out tomorrow."

"How did you know about this?"

"It's not important, you just need to know that your mother won't hurt you..."

"Okay, I get it, don't talk about it."

Lin Qingyan clenched his fists tightly, closed his eyes with his back against the door panel, took a deep breath, and forcibly held back the tears in his eyes.

He'd heard enough of this in his last life.

This home...he really shouldn't come back.

His interview time is tomorrow afternoon, and he has to find a way to leave.

The people outside didn't speak any more. The boy sat on the floor along the door, with his legs bent and his thin back slightly arched, looking extraordinarily lonely and helpless.

He sat motionless for a few minutes until the sound of the phone vibrating abruptly rang out in the quiet room.

It was Gu Fei's call.