Chapter 139: From the Painting Seven Years Ago
Soon it was Lin Bei's birthday.
It's not so much a birthday party, it's more like a social banquet, everyone knows that they are here to connect with feelings, and it would be better if they could use this to pull some relationships.
The gift that Lin Xing prepared for Lin Bei was a tie, which had already been prepared when Bai Wan mentioned this matter, because it was a private customization, so the same style would not appear.
"To my brother, I wish him a happy birthday."
Lin Xing was smiling, and the whole person was also well-behaved and cute, and the partners looked at each other when they saw this scene.
"Xiao Lin really has a good sister."
"Yes, if my sister is so worry-free, I will burn high incense!"
"Xiaolin is always young and promising, and my sister is naturally like this, so don't think about it."
"Hahahaha."
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After ending the annoying entertainment, Lin Bei finally returned home with a tired body.
However, before he could sit down, he heard the mobile phone ringing: "Hey, is it Mr. Lin Beilin?" ”
The number was unfamiliar, and given that the other party could accurately call his name, Lin Bei did not hang up the phone at the first time: "Yes, you are?" ”
"I am a staff member of Time Gallery, Miss Lin deposited a painting with us seven years ago, she said that it was sent to your house on this day, are you still in your original residence?"
In the Lin family, there is only one person who has ever come into contact with painting.
Lin Bei's heart jumped: "The Miss Lin you are talking about, is it called Lin Gui?" ”
"Yes." The staff smiled, and then reported the address he filled in that year and asked him to check.
"Just get it there, thank you."
The address filled in is the Lin family's villa, Lin Bei has not lived there for this time, but it doesn't matter, this side is also very close in the past, and Lin Bei is unwilling to trouble the staff anymore.
Joy had trumped all else, and he couldn't wait to get back to see the painting.
Even though it was a painting from seven years ago, it was given to him by Rose, and he didn't want to miss it.
With mixed feelings along the way, when Lin Bei drove to the Lin family's villa, he found that his hands were shaking.
Xia Bo had just dealt with all the matters for today and was about to go to rest, when he saw Lin Bei walking in, he was taken aback: "Young Master, why did you come back at this time?" ”
Lin Bei has not been home for a long time, and it has come to this time, and Xia Bo has tacitly agreed that he will not come back.
Lin Bei asked him a little anxiously, "Did someone send something over just now?" ”
"Oh, yes." Xia Bo said, "It's the second young lady's thing, she took it in." ”
The person who sent it said that it was Miss Lin's thing, but Lin Gui hadn't been home for a long time, and Xia Bo thought that she had already cut off contact with this family, so the thing sent by default was Lin Xing's.
"It was sent by Roseie."
Lin Bei corrected Xia Bo's words, but he didn't have time to say more, he was about to go in in a hurry, and he didn't know why, he was always a little worried in his heart.
"Huh?!"
Xia Bo was also stunned, he looked at Lin Bei's back, stunned in place.
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"She'll even send things back."
Lin Xing hadn't bought anything recently, and when he heard that the other party said that it was Miss Lin's words, he knew that it should be Lin Zhuo's slut's thing.
One second he was still laughing and groaning, and the next second Lin Xing threw this thing on the coffee table in disgust.
Bai Wan came out with a bowl of hangover soup and handed it to her: "What are you going to do with this thing?" ”
Lin Xing took the hangover soup and took a sip: "Just throw it away, you must not let my brother see it anyway." ”
The change in Lin Bei's attitude made them all have a sense of crisis, and Lin Xing knew that she couldn't go on like this, otherwise if the truth was discovered, she would really be finished.
Bai Wan nodded, and was about to tell her to handle it cleanly, but at this time, the sound of unlocking the door came.
"Who?"
The two looked over at the same time and saw Lin Bei, who was in the dust.
"It's me. What about the things that Roseie sent? ”
Lin Xing's expression changed.
She didn't expect Lin Bei to come at all, and as soon as she came, she looked for something that Lin Gui sent back.
Seeing that this was wrong, Bai Wan knew that this situation would definitely not be hidden, so she hurriedly pointed to the things on the coffee table: "There, we are preparing to put it away for you." ”
Forget what they did in private, let Lin Bei know that it would definitely not work, this time they were negligent, Bai Wan could only hint that Lin Xing gave up.
Lin Xing reluctantly echoed: "...... yes, brother, my mom and I were trying to put things away, but I didn't expect you to come back. ”
Lin Bei's feelings were not so fine, and he didn't have the heart to pay attention to the changes in the expressions of the two, he stepped forward and took the tightly wrapped painting, dropped the sentence "I live at home tonight", and went upstairs.
Bai Wan shook her head at Lin Xing quietly, signaling her not to be impulsive.
Lin Bei was already suspicious of them, and what they were thinking about now should be how to eliminate them, not aggravate them.
Lin Xing pursed his lips: "Okay." ”
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Lin Bei took the painting back to his room, only to hold his breath and begin to slowly unpack the outside.
It wasn't until the final picture was presented in front of him that he was suddenly stunned.
There are only three backs on the picture, which can even be called monotonous, and the image of a family of three can be vaguely recognized, with the mother holding her son and little daughter in the middle, and the whole tone is warm and abnormal.
There was a letter in the upper right corner of the frame, Lin Bei seemed to think of something, and took it with trembling hands and opened it.
The letter paper is old and yellow, and the handwriting on it is also immature.
[To my brother, may the years be safe.] ]
There is only such a simple sentence, but the span has been seven years, and if you calculate the time carefully, it should be before Lin Gui was sent abroad.
Now there are too many shops with this name, maybe when she stored this painting, she didn't think that it would reach Lin Bei's hands one day.
But she still saved, and then was sent out of the country without saying a word.
And this painting, but today, is in the hands of Lin Bei.
"What a bastard I'm ......"
Lin Bei's fingers clenched the letter, but on the other hand, he was very careful in his movements, for fear of getting a little damaged.
Tears slid down her cheeks, and her eyes were suddenly blurry, and some memories that were about to be forgotten suddenly came to mind, compared to her own years of ignoring her, she was simply a bastard.
He was a little stunned and thought that if his mother hadn't died, maybe the picture on the painting would have really appeared.
Obviously, they should be the best brother and sister, but now, these have been smashed by his own hands, and they can no longer be picked up.
So she left, full of disappointment, and walked forward so firmly and fast that he could not catch up with him in the future.
As the night deepened, Lin Bei took a deep breath, carefully folded the letter, and wrapped the painting again, thinking that he should not appear in front of her.
She didn't like it.