The snow was still falling, and half of Cayenne's wheel was buried.

This place is good anywhere, don't even think about taking a taxi.

Didn't you say that there was more than one car for the rich, why was a Cayenne too sluggish?

Since Ye Antong did not issue an eviction order, Lin Xian was cheeky and did not mention the matter of leaving.

Anyway, Qin Ruyi is ready to put a freeze move, and he will not reply to the WeChat message, but Jin Yiyao sent it to the circle of friends who went to the beach.

He wanted to ask about the situation, but he felt that there was a huge gap between his fingers and the screen, so he gave up after thinking about it.

Xiao Jiang came with a few messages, and some patients saw that they were not there, and left in disappointment, except for the occasional person to buy some OTC drugs, and the store returned to the depression period.

It's not that Lin Xian has no medical ethics, it's mainly that Ye Antong's money here is very profitable, you don't need money to buy a house, you don't need money to buy a car.

Comforting myself like this, the feeling of fullness brought by a round belly is not so strong, and I sleep soundly.

In the evening, he accompanied Ye Zhiqi to play a game, and the little guy couldn't shake off his tail, so he really didn't treat Lin Xian as an outsider.

Lin Xian felt that the life of the rich was just like that, it was nothing more than a ritual to live the fireworks behavior, and the so-called elegance and nobility were all shit.

Maybe Ye Antong is an accident here, after all, if you have money, you will lose your troubles, so the life of a rich person is unimaginable, because the ceiling of class divides the social ecology.

Yachts and planes, tender mold periphery, eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, opening and closing their mouths are all more than thieves, and they enjoy endless tastes of the world.

This is called life, and ordinary people only deserve to live.

The salary of three or five thousand is used for the car loan and the housing loan, and the three meals a day are missing two catties, and the harmonious family separates one side for the broken silver....

Maybe after years of hard work, in the end I didn't enjoy the good life, but I worked for the hospital, or I paid for the foreign debt of the beautiful dog.

But what can be done, the tide is merciless, and no one's wallet is safe when the wind blows.

So, what is the purpose of human life?

When he was no longer looking forward to going to sleep, Ye Zhixiao pushed open the door with the storybook in his hand, stuffed it into his quilt without being polite at all, pointed to the book and said, "Uncle Lin, story." ”

Lin Xian looked at the super baby and thought that he should do a rehearsal for the future.

So he told him a thick book, and after listening to it, Ye Zhiqi was not sleepy, and pulled him straight and said, "Uncle, tell my mother." ”

"Does Mom want to listen too?" Lin Xian almost couldn't fix it, "Zhiqi is good, my uncle will tell a lot of stories to my mother in the future, but it's not suitable now." ”

How could a two-year-old child understand the second half of the sentence, Ye Zhiqi kept dragging Lin Xian's arm and began to cry.

Lin Xian couldn't be stubborn, so he had to jump out of bed and let him pull him upstairs.

The door opened a crack, and the goose-yellow light came through, and from this angle you could barely see the jade body of the nightgown, and the round toes were rubbing against the other smooth calf, and the lazy appearance almost stimulated the nosebleed.

Ye Zhi pushed the door open with a bang, and Ye Antong was so startled that he hurriedly sat up, looked at Lin Xian standing at the door, as if he had seen a nemesis, and quickly shrank into the quilt.

"Mom, uncle tells stories, mom, you all listen."

Seeing the child's serious appearance, Lin Xian smiled bitterly, Ye Antong was speechless in shock, and his sharp eyes seemed to be asking if it was his instigation.

"Uncle sleepy wants to sleep, boiled to sleep, mother coaxes." Ye Antong said in a rare soft voice

"No, listen to my uncle's story, listen to my mother."

Ye Antong was speechless for a while, and glared at Lin Xian sideways.

Ye Zhiqi seemed to have discovered the problem, and ran over to pull Lin Xian into the room, Ye Antong saw that his son was sad, and his heart softened again. He continued to stare at Lin Xian with a complicated expression, signaling him to find a reason to excuse him.

"Children, don't kill him too much, childhood is a period of character formation, in case you leave a shadow... You say yes. Lin Xian generously walked in and sat at the head of the bed, "Zhixiao, what other stories do you want to hear?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" Ye Zhixiao jumped up happily, jumped around on the bed, and said thoughtfully: "Uncle Lin is cold, go into the bed." ”

Ye Antong couldn't help but lose his temper again, and Lin Xian hurriedly silenced: "Do you want to be cured earlier, how many times have I told you, be less angry, it won't help your condition at all!" ”

"Here, Zhixiao, find all the storybooks you want to hear! Uncle tell you! Lin Xian kicked Feimian and dragged into the warm quilt.

This shameless look Ye Antong was dumbfounded, his hand was still injured, so he had to raise his foot and kick it.

Lin Xian grabbed his thigh and pinched it lightly, and Ye Antong's body suddenly shook like an electric shock.

"Oooo I'm Page, and this is my brother George..."Ye Zhiqi handed over the soundbook and imitated it milkily

"This is my dad."

Lin Xian hurriedly learned the sound of Daddy Pig.

"This is my mother."

Ye Antong was indifferent, Lin Xian slapped her leg again, frowned and said, "Hey, why don't you cooperate at all." ”

Ye Antong looked at his son's eager eyes, it was not easy to refuse, but how could it be possible to learn the pig with a posture.

"This is my mother." Ye Zhiqi shouted excitedly, "Mom, you call." ”

Ye Antong shook his head helplessly, so he had to let out a pig cry, and then glared at Lin Xian angrily.

"Hahaha." Lin Xian succeeded in his trick, and then he told the story in a serious manner.

Ye Zhiqi obediently hid in his arms and listened, and interacted from time to time, saying that children were innocent, and seeing the cheerful appearance of the two, Ye Antong's resistance gradually decreased.

I don't know how long Ye Zhixiao finally rubbed his eyes and turned over to sleep, Lin Xian glanced at the tired beauty and covered the child with a quilt.

Ye Antong looked at the gentle movements, like caring for a flower waiting to be released, and his heart was a little relaxed.

But when Lin Xian reached out to cover her with the quilt, she was met with huge resistance.

Ye Zhiqi pouted and rubbed his eyes, hummed twice, and Ye Antong hurriedly didn't dare to move.

Lin Xian stopped talking, ignored her, and gently jumped out of bed and put on his shoes and left.

The moment he didn't look back and softly brought the door, Ye Antong had the illusion that this boy was so cool.

As Lin Xian left, she stared at the door for a long time, making sure that she went downstairs with the sound of soft footsteps, and her heart became empty in an instant.

She rolled over to look at her sleeping son, and couldn't help but pat lightly a few times, looking sideways at the falling snow outside the window, and there was a hollowness in her eyes.

At this time, an inexplicable pain in her palm came, prompting her to turn her head to look at the luxurious ceiling lamp to divert her gaze, and the warm halo reflected on the glass surface shining with dazzling lines.

Suddenly, she thought of the dagger, which hung above her body like this, and the feeling of oppression made her can't help but think of Fan Qiang's hideous appearance, and wanted to quickly close her eyes to eliminate this nightmare, but the fear brought by the darkness would only become stronger.

Her breathing began to rapid, and her body began to tremble.

The wind blew like a roaring whistle, slapping on the floor-to-ceiling windows and making a slamming impact, like Fan Qiang dragging the iron bars of the prison and letting out a piercing roar.

She shrank into the bed in horror, but the fear that once infused, would never stop, and no amount of sound or silence would amplify the outline.

She opened WeChat tremblingly, and for the first time in her history, asked in an uncertain tone of words: "Can you come up for a trip." ”

Lin Xian deliberately snubbed for a while, and then Ye Antong, who couldn't stand the torment anymore, sent a second message: "I'm afraid. ”

Lin Xian kicked the quilt away, and a carp jumped up, put a cotton slip between his toes, and deliberately made a noise and went upstairs.