Hearing Leo's words, the old couple were a little puzzled, because Lynn hadn't been dating recently.
If you don't even have a girlfriend, how can you say you're heartbroken?
Leo had indeed not heard anything about Lynn having a girlfriend recently.
But he understands emotions and Lynn, so he can naturally see where Lynn's "root cause" lies.
"There are many kinds of heartbreak, and it doesn't necessarily have to be a romantic relationship in real life," Leo said.
The elderly couple only half understood what they were hearing, but they did recognize some elements of "non-real romance".
Things like anime, virtual idols, and idol worship.
They also knew that Lynn was addicted to the world of games, especially that Warhammer 40,000 series, and the game where he could date various anime characters.
Could this be the problem?
"Online games really do harm!" said Lin's father, and Lin's mother nodded in agreement.
Seeing that the two old people had misunderstood, Leo didn't continue arguing.
I can guarantee that if I hand Lynn over to him, Lynn will be fully recovered within a month!
The two elderly people did not trust the mixed-race young man with long blond hair in front of them.
But there was no better option at the moment, so they handed Lynn over to Leo.
Leo didn't waste any words and immediately took Lynn with him, intending to help him forget his "heartbreak".
The engine roar of the Pagani Zonda HP Barchetta exploded like a startled wild beast on the riverside avenue in the Tanwai District of H City.
Lynn sat in the passenger seat, the seatbelt buckling around her chest, looking like a teddy bear that had been carelessly tossed into the car.
He was wearing a faded black hoodie, his hair hadn't been washed for three days, his bangs were greasy and stuck to his forehead, and he stared blankly out the window at the rapidly receding river view.
Leo gripped the steering wheel with one hand and rested his other arm on the car door. The wind rustled his custom-made linen shirt, the cuffs embroidered with a subtle silver family crest.
He glanced at the passenger seat, a slight smile playing on his lips.
Could you try to sound a little more excited?
"Um?"
"There are only three of these cars in the world. The one you're sitting on is the last naturally aspirated V12 Pagani. The exhaust note was specially tuned by AMG. Listen to it~~~"
Leo floored the accelerator, the tachometer needle shot up to 8,000 RPM, and a string of blue flames shot out of the exhaust pipe, the roar engulfing the entire riverside avenue like a tsunami.
Pedestrians on the street turned around; some took out their phones, some frowned, and a girl in a tight-fitting secretary uniform screamed, "Holy crap!"
Lynn blinked.
"Oh, it is indeed quite loud."
Leo chuckled and said nothing more.
He understood Lynn, this guy who came from the old alleyways of H City, who had an almost foolish stubbornness in his bones.
Just when you think he has everything, he acts like he's lost everything.
The car was parked in front of a private club in the Tanwai District.
The waitress recognized Leo's license plate and jogged over to open the door, bending over even more deeply than Huangbu River.
Leo tossed the keys over, then casually grabbed a suede travel bag from the back seat and threw it into Lynn's arms.
"Take a shower first, then change."
"What?"
"You can't go talking to people dressed like this."
Lynn unzipped the bag, revealing a complete outfit inside.
A sharply tailored dark gray suit, a black turtleneck cashmere sweater, a pair of Berluti leather shoes, and even a Patek Philippe Nautilus.
He looked up at Leo: "When did you take my measurements?"
"Hey, I don't have any ulterior motives towards you."
"But our six years of friendship, from junior high to high school, is something that can't be faked."
Leo gave a handsome smile, put his arm around Lynn, and casually greeted a gothic girl with a medium-sized face on the street.
The girl smiled back, seemingly wanting something to happen between her Leo as well.
Lynn didn't ask any more questions and went into the custom-made bathroom with the bag.
He came out ten minutes later, his clothes fitting perfectly as if tailor-made, but he still looked the same as always.
Slightly hunched over, hands in his pockets, eyes darting around, he looked like a high school student being forcibly dragged to a blind date by his parents.
Leo circled around him once and nodded.
"He has a good foundation, but his expression looks like his father just died."
My father is not dead.
"It's practically the same as being dead."
The interior of the clubhouse was much larger than the exterior; after passing through a long corridor covered with Persian carpets, the space suddenly opened up before you.
On a semi-open rooftop terrace, Huangbu River turned a corner at his feet, and the glass curtain wall of Liujiazui looked like a piece of upside-down broken diamonds.
Several sofas and a few opened bottles of champagne were scattered on the terrace. A group of well-dressed young men and women sat or stood, their laughter mingling with the river breeze, drifting neither too close nor too far.
As soon as Leo appeared, three or four girls turned around at the same time.
His face was his passport in H City's social circle, even though it was his first time at this club.
"Leo, you parked your car downstairs? I heard it coming from upstairs."
A girl in a burgundy sundress walked over carrying a glass. She had long, wavy hair and a confident air about her, as if to say, "I know I look good."
She glanced at Lynn, her gaze lingering on him for two seconds before returning to Leo's face.
"A new friend?"
"My brother, Lynn." Leo put a hand on Lynn's shoulder, the pressure just right, both intimate and leaving no room for refusal.
"I just got out of a relationship, so I brought him out to get some fresh air."
"Feelings?" The girl in the burgundy dress tilted her head, a meaningful smile curving her lips.
"Did you break up with your boyfriend?"
Lynn spoke, her voice flat.
"I haven't been in love, so I haven't lost either."
The girl paused for a moment, then burst out laughing.
"Interesting. My name is Vivian. What about you? What do you do?"
"Playing video games."
What game?
" Warhammer 40,000, and... some dating sims."
Vivian's smile froze for half a second, but being a professional, she immediately continued:
"That's interesting. My brother plays that Warhammer game too? Here, let me pour you a drink."
She turned to get the cup, Leo leaned close to Lynn's ear and whispered.
Can't you just be normal?
"I'm perfectly normal."
"You said her pupils dilated when you were playing games."
That means she's not right for me.
Leo took a deep breath and decided to change tactics.
He pressed Lynn down onto a sofa, walked to the center of the terrace, clapped his hands—not loudly, but everyone looked over.
"Ladies and gentlemen, tonight is my treat, champagne is plentiful. There's only one request—" He pointed to Lynn in the corner.
"My brother, if anyone can make him smile, I'll give them a bottle of Romanée-Conti, 15 years old."
There was a moment of silence on the terrace, then laughter and cheers erupted simultaneously.
Several girls looked at Lynn with eager anticipation, as if she were a riddle with a bounty on its head.
Lynn sat on the sofa with a glass of champagne handed to him. He looked down at the fine bubbles in the glass and found the way they rose to the surface rather boring.
A girl in a white dress sat down next to him. She had long legs and her eyes crinkled when she smiled.
"Are you Leo's friend? What's your name?"
" Lynn."
Why don't you want to laugh?
"If I laugh, you'll get a very expensive bottle of wine."
The girl blinked, then genuinely smiled. "Then I won't ask anymore. Do you drink?"
"Drink."
"Then you drink a glass, and I'll consider it a success. The drink is yours, it's on you."
Lynn glanced at her. The girl's eyes were clear, lacking the sharp gaze of a hunter eyeing its prey, and also lacking the saintly feeling of "I'm saving you."
She just thought it was funny.
He picked up the glass and drank it all in one gulp. The bubbles burst in his throat, a little spicy.
"Do you want to laugh?" the girl asked.
"In no mood."
"It's okay, my name is Xiaolu. Do you really only play games?"
"Still reading."
What book?
"The Warhammer rulebook."
The Xiaolu tilted its head, as if thinking seriously, and asked, "What is that?"
Lynn finally looked at her a second time.
Leo leaned against the terrace railing, watching the scene from afar. Vivian stood beside him and handed him a glass of wine.
"Your brother is pretty difficult to deal with."
"He's not difficult." Leo took a sip of his drink, his gaze falling on Lynn.
"He locked himself in; he lost his keys and was pretending he didn't want to go out."
So you brought him here?
"I brought him here so he would know that there are many doors in the world, not just his."
Vivian was silent for a moment, then laughed, "You men are so troublesome."
"It's quite troublesome."
Lynn didn't laugh until the very end that night; he just looked like a broken robot.
He sat Daidai in the center of the spotlight, with that sullen expression on his face.
Leo tried many methods afterward, but none of them could elicit a significant emotional response from Lynn.
He even suspected that Lynn might have a problem in that area, and took him to see a well-known traditional Chinese medicine doctor in H City.
Finally, Leo had no other choice. He took Lynn home and planned to go back and think of a solution.
Just as he was about to leave, Lynn unusually took the initiative to speak:
" Leo, what are you going to do now?"
Leo was a little confused, but since his brother had finally taken the initiative to speak, he certainly didn't want to spoil the mood.
"I'm going to pick up my cousin from the airport. She just got back from abroad. Want to come too?"
"What's your cousin's name?"
For some reason, Lynn was suddenly guided by a strange intuition to ask these questions.
"Hey, why are you suddenly interested in my cousin?"
"If I remember correctly, her name should be Rena."