Daydreaming About Me: 89. Daydreaming about me
www.lnmao.org, the fastest update to the latest chapter of Daydream Me!
Insufficient subscriptions will be displayed as incorrect content. New chapters will be visible after refreshing the subscriptions. Exclusively published by Jinjiang Daydreaming Me
Qi Jian/wen
Chapter 1
At the end of August, the sun is scorching, and the heat condenses together, making it sticky and stuffy.
Until a few days before the start of school, several heavy rains poured down on my head, and the temperature dropped slightly by a few degrees.
Two: thirty in the afternoon.
Lin Yu stood in shock at the entrance of the shopping mall, watching the rain outside patter on the flat stone floor, splashing water, making the shoes of the people standing outside soaked.
After waiting for ten minutes, the rain continued unabated.
Lin Yujing took out her phone with a shopping bag in one hand, confirmed that there were no incoming calls or messages, and walked to the huge glass door in the corner. The bag was hung on her arm, and her index fingers and thumbs were facing each other. He gestured to the frame of the camera's viewfinder and raised it in front of him, closing one eye.
There are many high-rise buildings and shopping malls across the street. Stores with different styles are open. The huge Starbucks logo across the street is soaked by the heavy rain. The green mermaid seems to have sunk into the bottom of the sea. The whole picture has a sense of atmosphere. Wet, gray and prosperous.
An environment that is both familiar and unfamiliar.
Lin Yujing arrived in City A just two days ago.
Three months ago, she witnessed the marriage life of Lin Zhi and Meng Weiguo, which had been entangled for many years, finally come to an end.
The two had a fight before their divorce.
Because of Lin Yujing’s custody rights.
At 6:30 in the evening, the day after the divorce was decided, the three of them were sitting at the dining table eating the last meal of their family of three. From the house, property, RV, to Lin Yujing, Lin Zhi's expression was calm the whole time. , with a kind of numb indifference: "This house you live in belongs to you, I don't want the car, you take the children with you."
Meng Weiguo was initially satisfied when he heard the first half of the sentence, but as soon as the second half came out, he frowned: "What do you mean I will take the child away?"
Lin Zhi was a little impatient: "I don't have time to care."
"What do you mean you don't have time to take care of it? If you don't have time, I have time?"
"You're quite capable," Lin Zhi sneered, "You've been living a soft life for so many years, and you finally pretend to be a busy person?"
Meng Weiguo's face turned red and white, and he glared at her angrily. He took a deep breath to calm down: "Lin Zhi, let's get together today. I don't want to quarrel with you. I hope we can respect each other."
Lin Zhi raised her eyebrows: "What, now you want to talk to me about respect? Why didn't I see that you wanted this face when you first married into our house?"
Meng Weiguo couldn't bear it anymore, slammed the table with a loud bang, and stood up.
Lin Zhi also stood up immediately. The war horn was blown, and the two people began to quarrel in secret. The food on the table was thrown all over.
Lin Yu crossed her legs in surprise and poked the white rice in her bowl with her chopsticks. She just propped her chin up and watched as the two of them had a new round of quarrel over who was in charge of the child, without even shying away from it. They started to push each other off in front of her.
It seems like she is a dog, unable to understand human speech, no one cares about her, and her emotions do not need to be taken care of at all.
-
Meng Weiguo is a bride-in-law.
Lin Zhi's family has been in business for three generations and is extremely rich. Meng Weiguo and she are college classmates. They were admitted to the city from rural areas. They are good at studies, eloquent but low-key, and very handsome.
The eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy, wearing a white washed cotton T-shirt, has a handsome appearance, a tall and straight figure, and looks aloof and handsome.
No girl would be tempted to be pursued by such a boy, and Lin Zhi was no exception.
When a poor student falls in love with a wealthy lady and gets married, the ending may not always be good.
From the moment Lin Yujing could remember, her father and mother seemed different from other families. She could see that Lin Zhi was completely disgusted with Meng Weiguo, and her extreme disgust for this man also wore away her feelings for herself. The last bit of love a child has left.
Lin Yujing originally thought that she would be a little sad when her parents regarded her as a burden and wanted to abandon her.
However, when she really saw this scene, she felt nothing.
It was as if he had drank a barrel of liquor or something in one go. His tongue and brain were so numb that he had no consciousness at all, and he was dead.
Meng Weiguo did not insist on litigating with Lin Zhi.
Lin Zhi’s family background was rich and rich, so if he tried to fight head-on, it would be a dead end. In the end, Lin Yu was shocked and he gave up, and Lin Zhi paid her a fixed amount of alimony every month.
Mr. Meng Weiguo quickly got over the shadow of his last failed marriage. One month after the divorce, he took Lin Yu to see his new girlfriend Guan Xiangmei. The two developed at a speed and had their first five-year plan. They got their marriage certificate. Moving to this woman's city, I was very skillful in getting married.
Lin Yujing only thought that it was great to be handsome and talkative. There were so many stupid rich women willing to marry him.
The day after she was sent here, the two of them went on their honeymoon. Before leaving, Guan Xiangmei looked at her with a smile: "From now on, you will treat this as your home."
Lin Yu nodded in surprise.
"My son has gone out to play with his classmates these two days and should be back tomorrow. I have already told him that he will take care of you while we are away. From now on, he will be your brother. I will Give him your mobile phone number and you can contact him yourself." Guan Xiangmei continued.
"..."
Lin Yujing didn't really want to contact her son, but she didn't want to ruin the seemingly harmonious family atmosphere, so she nodded quietly.
Sure enough, Guan Xiangmei was very satisfied and said, "You can tell Aunt Zhang if you have anything to do. You don't have to be embarrassed or feel restricted. Everyone likes you very much."
"..."
Lin Yu glanced at the people next to him and saw the words "Nowadays, any pheasant can be worth a fortune", "The father who is a poor man brought his daughter to divide the family property" and "Don't even think about taking a penny" were engraved on his forehead. Aunt Zhang felt that Guan Xiangmei's eyes might be a bit awkward.
-
The air-conditioning in the shopping mall was turned on so much that it still felt hot when I first came out. Even the rain was filled with heat, as if it would evaporate into the air before it fell.
Lin Yujing looked at the rain curtain expressionlessly and looked at the time again.
It's three o'clock.
She jumped lightly twice and stretched her legs that were a little numb from standing. Her cell phone rang. It was the cell phone number she had just saved last night, her brother who needed to be contacted.
Lin Yu answered the phone in surprise: "Brother."
The man seemed to be shocked by her voice. He was silent for at least ten seconds before asking: "Have you finished shopping?"
"Yeah."
"I have a cold, so I won't pick you up." My brother said coldly.
"..."
Lin Yujing felt that she had positioned herself quite accurately. She had always been a very real person and did not disdain to pretend to be with anyone, and this person's acting skills were so poor.
For those who don’t know, I think your surname is Lin, Sister Jiaohuaer Lin.
She was very concerned about his condition: "Is it serious or not? How long will it take?"
The little girl’s voice was a little cautious, soft and pleasant. After another ten seconds of silence, the girl’s voice hesitated: “Forty.”
"..."
"Let me call 119 for you." Lin Yujing said sincerely.
Fire alarm number, 119.
The man hung up the phone.
Lin Yu put down her phone in shock, raised her head, looked at the thundering rain outside that seemed to break through the stone floor, and rolled her eyes.
Lin Yujing's new home is in the villa area, in the city center. Two blocks away is a shabby old residential building.
Generally, there are two types of people living in the city center of such a big city: those who are so poor that they only have a small house in an alley, and those who are so rich that they can buy a luxury house of 20,000 to 300,000 square meters.
The rain stopped halfway through the car, and the air was mixed with the moist smell of earth. The thought of staying with her frail and sick "brother" whom she had never met before, and Aunt Zhang with eyes on her forehead, made Lin Yu Jing was so breathless that he got out of the car directly behind the old residential building, planning to get lost in this unfamiliar environment for two hours before going back.
Every place has something like this, old houses, old walls, wooden windows, dark red paint peeling off piece by piece, long poles pulled out of the windows hanging all kinds of sheets and clothes, it's kind of condensed The city’s most ancient heritage and aura.
Lin Yu was startled and walked forward through the narrow alley. Sure enough, there were several low-key but classy studio storefronts in the outermost circle. She glanced briefly and continued walking inside.
Walking and singing the theme song of SpongeBob SquarePants, I turned to the left and saw a black iron door.
The single-open door is pure black and half-closed. There is a string of English words painted on the door with white paint.
Looks a bit like the entrance to a haunted house.
Lin Yu was startled and walked over to see clearly what letters were painted on it.
——TATTOO.
A tattoo shop?
The iron gate was not high, so she put her feet on it. Inside was a small courtyard of about three or four square meters, facing a wooden door with a very complicated totem-like thing carved on the wooden sign.
Lin Yujing was deeply attracted by this tattoo shop that had "I am very awesome but I am very low-key" written all over it. She hesitated for a few seconds, raised her hand and extended an index finger. I pushed the black iron door gently, and there was a soft creak, a long, long sound.
The small courtyard is indeed only the size of a palm, and the growth paths of the plants inside look very wild.
Lin Yu walked to the door in shock and pushed it open. The room was dimly lit, with a dim yellowish red light. The dark gray walls were hung with red tapestries and densely packed various tattoo designs, which were beautiful and detailed.
She raised her head and looked around, then turned back and paused.
I just realized there was someone in this room.
The area in the corner behind the door is blocked by the door panel, making it a blind spot and cannot be seen as soon as you enter.
A dark gray couch, a thick carpet, and numerous cushions and pillows scattered around. Sitting on the sofa are one, two, and three people. They are all quite handsome. They are the kind of handsome guys with great personalities. They have triplets. His hair looks like a mop of dreadlocks, and his arms have complex tattoos like triplets.
Three fancy mops looked directly at her, motionless, and the atmosphere was strange. One of them still kept holding a cigarette to his lips, and just stopped in mid-air, with the cigarette holder hanging in the air. The position three centimeters from the lips seemed like someone had pressed the pause button.
Then, Mop No. 1’s eyes moved, moving from her face down to her clothes.
Lin Yu was surprised and didn't understand why the three mops looked like they were watching gorillas in the zoo. Their novel and strange eyes almost made her think that she had just ran in naked singing Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.
She was glanced at by three people from society for five or six seconds, and she raised her hand in embarrassment: "...Hi?"
With a click, the air began to flow again. Mop No. 1, who was sitting on the carpet against the sofa, bit the cigarette into his mouth and poked behind him with his striped elbow: "Master Juan. ”
Lin Yu was shocked to see that there was a fourth person on the couch.
Don’t blame her bad eyesight. The fourth person in the fantasy wears a dark gray blanket on his head, covering it all the way to his waist and abdomen. He has a pair of dark gray trousers on his lower body, which completely blends into the sofa of the same color. There is also a dark gray blanket on his belly. There were two pillows on it, and he slept motionless. Most of it was blocked by his mop friend, so he couldn't really see it at a glance.
This man was poked for a long time and still didn't respond. He lay on the sofa like a corpse, like a noble sleeping beauty.
Mop No. 1 called him again: "Shen Juan."
Sleeping Beauty squirmed, snorted from her nose, straightened her long legs that were leaning on the back of the sofa, turned over and continued to sleep with her face inward.
The blanket was still covering his head and looked quite thick. Lin Yu was afraid that he would suffocate her to death.
Mop No. 1 clicked his tongue, twisted around, and slapped his **** twice: "Stop **** sleeping, get up and pick up the guests."
Sleeping Beauty's sleep was disturbed several times, and a handsome man with a flowery arm attacked her buttocks. He cursed, raised a hand to grab a pillow and threw it at the person next to him. His voice was as thick as his name. Deeply tired, hoarse and impatient: "I'll pick up your mother, get out."
"..."
A very irritable social guy.
The boss had probably never been told this before, and was stunned.
After being stunned for three seconds, just when Lin Yu was shocked to think that he was about to become the next deskmate who was "almost beaten to death by him" and that his predecessor's today would be his current one's tomorrow, Shen Juan suddenly started to laugh.
He pushed the English book forward, straightened up and turned around, leaning his back against the wall, his shoulders shaking, looking at her smiling happily.
When Shen Juan saw Lin Yujing for the first time, he felt that she was not very good, at least not as harmless as she appeared.
It was as if some kind of self-protection device had been activated, or it could be that her state of complete indifference to the outside world and her still-unresolved confusion made the thorns on her body subside.
This understanding was confirmed when I saw her again at the door of 7-11 that night.
I have never seen such a calm little cat watching the middle school boy fight and kill.
Thinking about the scene at that time, Shen Juan even had the illusion that if she and Chen Zihao were allowed to look at each other like that, she might start a fight with them.
The girl's eyes were indeed impatient at that time.
The empty casualness is mixed with a little bit of irritability, and an imperceptible impatience.
As a result, Shen Juan's attribution to Lin Yujing gained another level.
A decadent girl who is very confused, has no obvious loss, and has a bad temper.
Shen Juan is not a nosy person. He is a life-long honorary member of the "none of my business" teaching and doesn't care much about the story behind his little classmate's decadence.
But he didn't expect that she couldn't pretend anymore after just a few days.
The little cat finally stretched out her sharp little claws and scratched him tentatively.
The slight feeling of dizziness caused by not sleeping well due to the cold was completely scratched away.
He had a serious cold. It took him several days to realize that he still had a low fever after taking medicine yesterday. His throat was sore and his voice sounded deep and hoarse when he spoke. His smile was even lower, like a stick in his ear. The sound on the side is like a subwoofer, making people’s ears numb.