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"Xiao Linzi, oh no. A Yao, just leave this matter alone. Aren't you busy enough already?"
Long Yihun handed Lin Yao a large, wide wine glass filled with red wine, the aroma of which could be smelled from afar.
"I'll just drink juice; I really can't get used to this stuff."
Lin Yao waved his hand in refusal, stopping Long Yihun from turning around to pour himself some juice. He then poured himself a glass of juice at a small private bar in the corner of the living room and smiled as he walked back.
When he was with Long Yihun, he felt that long-lost ease and warmth, the warmth between brothers.
Long Yihun looked great. He had become much paler due to his lack of outdoor exercise, but he was still an athletic and handsome man with very defined muscles. Over the years, his rawness had disappeared, replaced by a sense of composure and an air of confidence and self-assurance. No wonder he could continue to attract women.
These days, mature men with bulging wallets are the most popular. Some flamboyant sons of officials and the wealthy can only attract superficial women at best. But Long Yihun's current situation is the kind of charming man who appeals to all ages. Even Lin Yao has to admit that his best friend is very manly and masculine.
This is one of the several properties that Long Yihun has acquired in Beijing, and it is also the place where he often stays after coming to Beijing. The price of 120,000 yuan per square meter buys him luxury and comfort, which is also in line with his status, after all, he owns 10% of the shares of "Longcheng Group".
Enjoy what you have to enjoy. Lin Yao doesn't expect everyone to be as frugal as his family for their entire lives. Everyone has different habits, and seeking common ground while respecting differences can make this world more colorful.
Of course, Lin Yao and his family were disgusted by the current sky-high real estate prices. As a result, they blacklisted many unscrupulous real estate company owners in China. According to Lin Yao's secret idea, it would be good to have all these people die so that there would be a major reshuffle of the industry. Anyway, "Morning Mist" would not let everyone live in peace. The global political and economic order would definitely be in catastrophic turmoil. By the way, they could plan the future order and also seek benefits for their compatriots who could continue to live in the future.
Long Yihun displayed an air of sophistication in tasting wine, slowly swirling the wine in his glass. Seeing Lin Yao finish the entire glass of juice in a few gulps without saying a word, he had no choice but to start the conversation himself.
"Xiao Lian went to you, didn't she? Don't worry about her. You're already so busy, don't concern yourself with these trivial matters. I know how to handle it."
Ever since he learned that Lin Yao had become a martial arts figure, Long Yihun knew that the distance between him and his brother was growing further and further apart. Of course, this distance only referred to personal ability and had nothing to do with their feelings.
Previously, when Lin Yao had managed to obtain some martial arts techniques from the Yi family for him to practice, Long Yihun, after careful consideration, gave up this opportunity that was almost irresistible to every boy. He defined his future as that of an ordinary person, rather than the "knight-errant" type he had dreamed of in his youth, because he didn't have the time or energy for such things.
At that time, Minhong was still struggling to start his business. Long Yihun was very clear about the difficulties and hardships he encountered at the beginning. He also had a clearer understanding of his own value and role, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the development of "Longcheng Group" because only in this way could he truly help his brother, the best brother in the world.
As for mastering rudimentary martial arts skills, it's utterly worthless and meaningless, because Lin Yao once said that the Yi family has no shortage of martial arts masters. This further strengthened Long Yihun's belief in helping Lin Yao manage the "Longcheng Group," and he couldn't let his brother down no matter what.
Human energy is limited. Without being involved in ancient martial arts training, Long Yihun was still shaken by the several dangerous situations and injuries that Lin Yao encountered afterward. However, he knew that he couldn't help him, so he could only work even harder to make "Longcheng Group" bigger and stronger. This was where his value lay.
Seeing Lin Yao make a special trip to see him for his own petty family matter, Long Yihun felt even more guilty. Although he didn't show it, the fine wine in his mouth tasted bitter.
He knew better than anyone how busy Lin Yao was. Long Yihun couldn't help but feel resentful towards his wife, Leng Lian, for bothering Lin Yao's time and energy over such a trivial matter.
"Hehe, don't be nervous, I'll always be on your side."
Lin Yao chuckled and patted Long Yihun on the shoulder, then forcefully clashed the empty wine glass in his left hand with the one in Long Yihun's hand, making a crisp sound.
“Ah Yao…”
Long Yihun wrapped his left arm around Lin Yao's back and tightly gripped Lin Yao's left waist. It was a long-lost feeling; the two brothers hadn't been so intimate for many years.
"Perhaps my marriage to Xiaolian was a mistake. We came from different backgrounds, had different experiences, and received vastly different educations and family environments, which led to many differences in our values and behaviors. These differences are difficult to bridge, which is why we are in this situation now."
"Perhaps I was young and naive back then. When I met Xiaolian, a girl with a different temperament and style than the girls I had dated before, I quickly fell in love. Xiaolian, on the other hand, may have been afraid and confused about the future because of the long-term repression in her family and her congenital genetic disease. When she saw a different me in the last period of her life, she also developed feelings for me and even fell in love. So we got together, and our relationship was like a rocket, leading to marriage."
“Under different circumstances, I probably wouldn’t have any interaction with her. Because our ideas and beliefs are too different, and there are even fundamental issues.”
Long Yihun's voice was deep as he stared at the wine glass in his hand, the dark red liquid that remained still drawing his attention, as if he were muttering to himself.
Lin Yao remained silent, his expression focused, his brows slightly furrowed. His brothers beside him were pouring out their troubles, needing his support most at this moment.
"Now I understand why so many marriages in this society cannot last, because when we are young, we simply don't know what we need most."
Long Yihun gave a wry smile and raised his voice, as if he had suddenly realized something. "Take me for example. The young, beautiful, and outspoken Xiaolian gave me the best first impression because her every move was so unique. But at that time, I only had a desire to woo her."
"Next, her background touched me, and before I even knew her, I had the idea of protecting her for the rest of my life. Even if she really only had a few months to live, as she said, I would stay with her forever."
"Perhaps this is the chivalry and tenderness deep in the hearts of all young men..." Long Yihun laughed self-deprecatingly. "When you're young, you don't know what feelings are. You're often swayed by sudden bursts of passion and impulse. You can't distinguish between pity and love, gratitude and love. I'm only now realizing these things. I guess I'm paying the price for my youth."
Lin Yao sighed, then turned and caught a glimpse of the glint in Long Yihun's eyes. "You never loved her?"
"have no idea."
Long Yihun gave a ridiculous answer, yet he said it so naturally that Lin Yao felt it was natural as well, as if it had always been that way.
"Although I'm almost thirty now, I still really don't know what love is, or whether my feelings for Xiaolian are love."
"Actually, ever since you cured Xiaolian's illness, we've had constant conflicts and arguments after we went abroad. Our lifestyles are so different, and it's been like this for so many years. It's so damn boring! If it weren't for the fact that I could work here with you, I would have become a monk long ago!"
The sudden revelation made Lin Yao's eyes widen and his mouth gape. Long Yihun continued to complain, "Many times, people only show their true nature at home. This is especially true for people from higher social classes and with better family backgrounds. Unlike us brothers, who always show our true nature, those people are one way at home and another way outside. Some even distinguish between different friends and social circles and show different styles. It's really exhausting!"
Lin Yao understood. Long Yihun was complaining that Leng Lian's style after marriage was completely different from before marriage. He couldn't judge Leng Lian's role in the marriage and the role she played in the conflicts based on her appearance and behavior.
"What is love? Love is fucking shit!"
Long Yihun suddenly roared, his left arm around Lin Yao changed from a tight grip to a claw, wrinkling the clothes on Lin Yao's left side. "Vows of eternal love and romantic gestures are not as practical as sleeping on a warm kang with a wife and children. I've finally seen it clearly. I'm blaming myself for just living like this, finding a woman to have children and settle down, while everyone else can do whatever they want!"
"You..." Lin Yao was confused, wondering why Long Yihun was suddenly so depressed and dejected, which was completely different from his usual sunny and energetic self.
“Ah Yao, there’s something I haven’t told you, or even my godparents. I… I don’t want to be with her anymore.”
"Oh..." Lin Yao nodded, appearing calm. "You have another woman?"
"No, you know me perfectly well." Long Yihun smiled bitterly. "Although I used to be quite the womanizer, I never cheated on someone. I had to break up with one person before moving on to the next. Now that I'm starting a company with you, countless beautiful women are surrounding me. I don't know how many people are waiting for me to be single, hehe."
That's what he said, but Lin Yao could clearly hear the sadness in Long Yihun's voice. Although outsiders should advise reconciliation rather than separation when it comes to matters between husband and wife, he had no good feelings towards Leng Lian ever since she acted like a stranger to him in Chengdu. As long as his brother was happy, he didn't care what choice he made, and Lin Yao would definitely support him.
Silence fell, a moment of silence.
After a long while, Long Yihun suddenly downed the wine in his glass, took the empty glass from Lin Yao's hand, threw it directly into the trash can, and strode towards Lin Yao.
"Ah Yao, are you busy?"