Lin Junhui and Duan Yiannian walked to where the bar was open and found a place to sit down.
"Master Duan, what are you having for breakfast today?" Xiao Bao, who was at the door just now, came in and asked Duan Yian.
"I'm not in the mood for breakfast." Duan Yan was listless and didn't even have the mood to eat breakfast.
"Duan Yian, are you interested or not? Is that the case?" Lin Junhui looked at Duan Yian who looked like he had been taken away by someone, and despised him extremely.
"It doesn't hurt to stand and talk! If you couldn't see that person for half a month, you might be worse than me!" Duan Yiann grew up with Lin Junhui since he was a child, and he knows Lin Junhui best.
"It sounds like I can't let it go! Am I someone who cares so much about the love between my children?" Lin Junhui is tough-talking, and he actually agrees with what Duan Yiann said in his heart, but if he can't live with it, he has to say that he doesn't care.
"Hey, isn't this Shen Qingzi? Why are you here?" Duan Yiyan suddenly raised his head, his eyes brightened, and he raised his voice and said.
"Hmph, I'm telling you, stop fooling me! You've been doing this trick since you were a kid, and I've seen through it a long time ago! I'm telling you, I just won't look back! I can't fall into your trap!" Lin Junhui is very confident.
He just sat like that, not moving at all.
"Are you sure you don't want to look back? Your sweetheart is right in front of you, how can you be so determined?!" Duan Yiann looked behind Lin Junhui, then at Lin Junhui, and asked him deliberately provocatively.
"What sweetheart? That's the mother of my child! This title is much greater than sweetheart!" Lin Junhui said to himself, unwilling to show his care for Shen Qingzi in front of Duan Yiyan.
"Come on, ignore him, sit here!" Duan Yiann ignored Lin Junhui, walked behind Lin Junhui, and made an invitation gesture.
"Isn't it? Are you really here?!" Lin Junhui saw Duan Yian personally going to invite people behind him, and couldn't help but panic. Is Shen Qingzi really here?
"Don't you care?" Duan Yian crossed his arms and looked at Lin Junhui sideways, with a smile on his lips. This smile seemed to Lin Junhui to be ridicule.
"Duan Yian! You really lied to me!" Lin Junhui made a fool of himself. When he saw Duan Yian's expression laughing at him, he became angry and pointed at Duan Yian's nose and yelled.
"How can this be called lying to you? This is me helping you understand your own thoughts." Duan Yiannian sat down again and said to Lin Junhui in the tone of someone who has experienced it.
"What do you mean?" Lin Junhui asked Duan Yiyan, squeezing his neck.
"What's there to pretend? Is it so difficult to admit that you like someone and can't live without them? Or do you only show disdain in front of me?" Duan Yiannian said what was on Lin Junhui's mind.
"What's so special about you? Why should I show disdain in front of you?!" Lin Junhui knew it in his heart, but he just didn't admit it.
"You know, because of Jin Yanyan." Duan Yian's smile disappeared and he instantly became serious.
"I...I'm sorry." Lin Junhui lowered his head and lost the joking look just now.
"Farewell, it's been so long and I've let go. What else can't you let go of?" Duan Yiann felt uncomfortable seeing Lin Junhui like this.
"What happened back then was my fault, and I can't let go of myself." Lin Junhui took a deep breath, but he couldn't let go of the depressed air.
"People always look forward. Aren't we both living a good life now? Just let the past things go away. What are you still struggling with?" Duan Yiran put his hand on Lin Junhui's shoulder,
I patted him twice.
"If you beat me up to vent your anger, then I'd feel better, but you're a kid who's so good at manipulating people's hearts, and you have such an air of understanding what's right, that makes me look like a just-knowledgeable person in front of you.
Just like a child who has done something wrong." Lin Junhui is indeed one year younger than Duan Yian, and he has been suppressed by Duan Yian as his older brother since he was a child.
"I am your brother!" Duan Yian ruthlessly rubbed Lin Junhui's hair.