The tool man has various settings. In addition to being the foil of the protagonist, they are also full of flesh and blood. Perhaps from the protagonist's perspective, the tool man's label is nothing more than those, but in reality,

Come on, each of Lynch's characters has his own character characteristics.

In the relationship with Yu Tanqiu, in order to give the character Lynch a reasonable reason to give life for Yu Tanqiu in the world where he protects himself, Lynch is set to be a homosexual and deeply infatuated with Yu Tanqiu's father.

Last time I came to do a task, Lynch was focused on brushing the task nodes, and his nerves were as thick as wood. He didn't care about this setting at all. He just followed the task node. When it was time to touch the urn, he touched the urn twice, and didn't notice anything else.

'npc's thoughts about him were no longer the same day, and he immediately realized that 'Wu Zhiyuan's attitude towards him was very unusual.

It's a bit funny, joking, and even a bit like flirting.

Wu Zhiyuan came back from outside and wore a suit that was well-tailored, outlining his broad shoulders and feet. He gently touched Lynch's cramped shoulders, "You are an expert, you can pick them."

Lynch's hair was about to stand up, but he didn't dare to offend Wu Zhiyuan blatantly, so he said, "I'll go back and choose a few tricks that suit Mrs. Wu, and let's take a look at them."

"Oh," Wu Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows and said deliberately, "Then are you here to perfunctory my wife today?"

Lynch remained silent, sweating hotly on his head was simmering from his temples. He tried to wipe the sweat. When he raised his hand, he felt indecent again. He quietly put it down and said dryly:

"No."

It is common for craftsmen to be clever and clumsy in their hands.

As Wu Zhiyuan's identity, he would not pay attention to Lynch's first-class status. Whether he is a tailor and a chef, he is just a tool to him, and he cannot be considered a personal person.

But Lynch is a little different.

Lynch - very pitiful.

It's even more pitiful than the little girl who sells cigarettes on the roadside. Wu Zhiyuan has never seen a man with such a bitter appearance. He is not just a bitter appearance. He has a sad charm, as if he has countless thoughts, dignified and timid.

Wu Zhiyuan couldn't describe it. To put it bluntly, Lynch looks like a pretty widow! A pretty widow with a chastity arch!

Wu Zhiyuan smiled happily and handed the thick notebook back to Lynch, "Pick it, make it the same color as the one you choose."

"Thank you." Lynch held the notebook in his hands and wanted to retreat. Wu Zhiyuan called him and teased, "I took care of your big business, are you leaving like this? At least... I have to look at me!

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Lynch lowered his head and still didn't look at him. He bowed deeply, "Thank you sincerely for Mr. Wu."

It is this kind of attitude that does not show off and is almost stupid to please Wu Zhiyuan. Wu Zhiyuan himself is a personal genius and can see through whether people are pretending or real at a glance. He laughed and waved his hand, "Let's go."

Lynch walked out of Wu's mansion, breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and sighed again.

Wu Zhiyuan is also an important supporting role.

Lynch and Wu Zhiyuan are still connected by Yu Boju.

Yu Boju used to be Wu Zhiyuan's personal bodyguard. Wu Zhiyuan had just become the director of the Customs Department at that time. It was at the forefront that countless people in Jiangcheng wanted him to die.

Yu Boju had real skills to protect Wu Zhiyuan and spent that dangerous time, and followed Wu Zhiyuan for a long time.

It was then that Yu Boju introduced Wu Zhiyuan, the big financial supporter, to Lynch's tailor shop.

It's been seven or eight years since I calculated the time.

During this period, Wu Zhiyuan changed three wives, and Lynch came to make cheongsam today and was the third Mrs. Wu.

This background was only a few settings before Lynch stepped into this world. After Lynch activated the world, he found that Wu Zhiyuan's settings were not that flat.

In a few years, the grown-up Yu Tanqiu will surrender to Wu Zhiyuan and become a powerful arm around Wu Zhiyuan.

It was originally a very ordinary setting, but now it seems to be a little messy.

Lynch shook his head and didn't think about it for now. Since he had digested the role of a world playboy, Lynch has become much calmer. He asked the guy to go back to the tailor shop, went to the vegetable market by himself, and carefully chose a lively mother.

The chicken picked two more fresh fish, the autumn fish was plump and full of fish roe.

Lynch returned home with a basket of vegetables, entered the kitchen and started to prepare supper.

The bachelor's craftsmanship has been very good. Lynch stewed the chicken and quietly walked to Yu Tanqiu's house, and gently buckled the door, "Tanqiu, it's time to have supper."

After a while, the closed door opened a crack, and it was pitch black and a sound like a silk thread, "I'll say it again, don't worry about me."

Lynch stopped talking, stayed silent for a while, and turned around quietly.

Yu Tanqiu looked like a ghost, and a person stuck on the door, poked an eye out of the crack of the door, looking at Lynch's back as he left, the thin figure in the gray robe was tied with long strips, and the person looked gray and unscrupulous, with sleeves on both sides

It hung up, revealing a piece of white arms, connected with a pair of pale and lonely hands, like a drooping lily.

Yu Tanqiu kept staring until Lynch's figure disappeared completely.

Lynch is so unhateful to him as a broom star like this because he is Yu Boju's son.

Yu Tanqiu would rather not be Yu Boju's son.

In the afternoon, Yu Tanqiu locked himself in the house and thought a lot. Lynch insisted on taking care of him, one was because of Yu Boju's instructions, and the other was probably because Yu Tanqiu did not have the ability to set up his own business yet.

At that time, he gave Lynch money and said that when he was leaving this house, Lynch's expression was also very relaxed, without a trace of reluctance.

Yes, he loved Yu Boju so much and never took the initiative to go to their house. What is he? A fake.

So as long as he proves that he can take good care of himself without relying on Lynch, then Lynch will probably stay away from him consciously, just like to Yu Boju, saying hello during festivals and festivals is enough.

Perhaps, he couldn't even get Lynch's "hello".

Yu Tanqiu fell in love with him alone in his heart. From the beginning of his departure from Lynch, he always thought of Lynch living healthy and healthy until he was old.

What would Lynch look like when he is old?

He doesn't seem to be old.

Yu Tanqiu thought about his last life, when he died in middle age, and he couldn't remember what he looked like. He rarely looked in the mirror, and he didn't like his face that looked like his father.

After a while, very light footsteps came. If Yu Tan hadn't been keen in Qiu, he wouldn't have noticed that someone had come through the door panel.

The fragrance floated in through the crack in the door at the right time.

Yu Tanqiu hasn't smelled this familiar fragrance for many years and almost burst into tears.

"Tanqiu, if you are hungry, take a bite. I'll go back to your house to pack some clothes for you. What else do you want? I'll bring it back together."

It was quiet in the crack of the door, as if no one was there. Lynch had to put down the food box and knocked on his knees to get up. He didn't walk out a few steps, and suddenly the sound of the door opening came from behind.

Yu Tanqiu walked out with big strides, his eyes seemed a little red, and he still looked cruel and ungrateful, "I don't need you, I'll go by myself."

Lynch stood at a loss, hesitatingly, Yu Tanqiu walked past him, and a gust of wind blew. Lynch chased after him like a dream, walked to Yu Tanqiu's side, and he clenched his hands with each other.

, whispered: "I'd better go with you."

Yu Tanqiu stopped and swept around Lynch's nervous face. Lynch's face couldn't hide it at all. He was afraid that he would run away again!

Yu Tanqiu was not angry, and he was distracted and saw that Lynch's face turned redder, so he said without thinking: "Did you see the doctor?"

Lynch nodded, "Look," smiled again, "Thank you..."

"Have the medicine been boiled?" Yu Tanqiu interrupted impatiently.

Only then did Lynch remember to forget the medicine in the tailor shop.

He looked panicked, and Yu Tanqiu immediately knew that the medicine must have not been fried, let alone taken.

Yu Tanqiu wanted to touch Lynch's forehead if it was so hot--no need to touch it anymore. Looking at his bright red face and dry lips, he probably knew it. He was sick and forgot to take medicine. Give it to him.

He arranged a table of food and had to go and clean his clothes after he finished his work.

Yu Tanqiu, Yu Tanqiu, what kind of "good fate" are you? Someone treats you so hard and hard?

Yu Tanqiu asked in a silence: "Why are you so kind to me?"

"I... call me Uncle Lin..."

No matter how many times he asked, Lynch had the same answer.

Yu Tanqiu thought sadly: How great would this bottomless love be just because of himself! Unfortunately, it is a dream that cannot be realized in a lifetime. Living people will never fight for the dead.

In fact, even if Yu Boju is still alive, Yu Tanqiu feels hopeless. Lynch's feelings for Yu Boju are not a whim. It is like a martyrdom for a long time, and he plays his own one-man show silently. If Yu Boju is still alive, Yu Tanqiu will not have any doubts. Lynch

I won't look at him more even if I look at him.

His existence is also a kind of despair for Lynch, reminding Lynch that Yu Boju loves his mother at all times.

Because Yu Tanqiu was discouraged, he had a cold face and no longer talked back to Lynch. His tone became weak, as if he had suffered a big defeat, and he was weak: "Where is the medicine?"

"It's settled in the shop, it's so late, I'll go and get it tomorrow..."

"It's so late. Are you still thinking about going back and packing my clothes for me?" Yu Tanqi suddenly thought that Lynch went back in the middle of the night. Maybe he wasn't going to pack his clothes, but Yu Boju's clothes?

He smashed the jar. Does Lynch still want to set up a tomb for Yu Boju, or... just hold Yu Boju's old clothes and miss it?

Then why bother? He looked like his father, why couldn't Lynch hold him and miss Yu Boju?

No, this doesn't work. He is not the kind of person who is willing to be inferior...

Lynch had no idea Yu Tanqiu's thoughts of many twists and turns, and said simply: "You have to go to school tomorrow, so you can't wear this outfit. When I'm idle, I'll make you a few new outfits."

"You are not allowed to make clothes for me!" Yu Tanqiu suddenly said sharply.

Lynch was startled and suddenly remembered that when he died, he brought Yu Tanqiu a new outfit. He knew that he had lost his words, so he kept silent.

Yu Tanqiu was as white as paper, with red eyes as blood, and his whole body was trembling. All the blood rushed towards his brain. He suddenly reached out and hugged Lynch and said in disgustingly in Lynch's ear: "Don't give it to me."
Chapter completed!