False Poor and Real Boss

Xin Rong was in pain, so he pinched his face.

Yan Fei lowered his head, stroked Xin Rong's cheek, smiled and bit his lip.

Xin Rong raised her head and kissed him naturally.

This pose is a bit difficult, and after a short kiss, Xin Rong felt her neck ached.

He blushed and said in distress, "I... lack of oxygen..."

Yan Fei quickly let go of him.

The two gasped for a while, stared at each other, and not long after, they smiled and kissed each other again.

On the wall, two slender shadows overlapped, gentle and lingering.

Yan Fei nestled in the large sofa chair, hugged Xin Rong, and kissed his neck repeatedly.

Xin Rong had one long leg resting on the footstool, and the other leg was propped up casually, leaning against his arms lazily.

"Are you hungry?" Yan Fei leaned into his ear and asked.

"Kind of, is there anything else in the fridge?"

"It seems that there are still grapes left." Yan Fei played with his ears and said with a smile, "I'll wash it for you."

He got up and went to the kitchen.With no support behind him, Xin Rong felt inexplicably lost. After being separated for a while, he actually began to miss the warmth of Yan Fei's embrace.

He suddenly realized that he seemed to be inseparable from Yan Fei more and more.

"Dangdang, wash up."

Yan Fei came in with a glass fruit plate, and the purple grapes inside were still dripping with water, round and plump.Yan Fei put the fruit plate on the table, reached out and brought one to Xin Rong's mouth.

Xin Rong was not polite to him, and just opened his mouth to eat.

He suddenly felt that his appearance was very similar to those ancient faint kings who were obsessed with the beauty of their concubines.

"anything else?"

These are seedless summer black grapes, not too big, but each one is very sweet and has a lot of water.

After Xin Rong finished eating one, the sweet taste was on his lips and teeth.

He nodded.

Yan Fei fed him several in succession.

Halfway through eating, the doorbell rang.Yan Fei's takeaway has arrived.

Xin Rong was already half full from the grapes, and she put down her chopsticks before eating two mouthfuls.

"Eat more, you've lost weight recently."

Yan Fei tapped his bowl with chopsticks.

Xin Rong shook her head: "Eat slowly, I'll read."

After dinner, it started to rain outside.

Xin Rong was looking at the weather forecast. The forecast suggested that there would be thunderstorms in S City in the past two days, and the general public should pay attention to avoid them.

Yan Fei was worried that the potted plants in the yard would be damaged by the heavy rain, so she planned to move the plants on the flower stand to the small glass room next to her.

Xin Rong held an umbrella and stood under the eaves, watching him move the potted plants back and forth.He was wearing a raincoat and rain boots, holding a pot of plants in one hand, like a diligent gardener.

Yan Fei was worried about the injury on his forehead, and resolutely refused to let him do a little help.So Xin Rong had no choice but to stand by.

After moving all the potted plants, Yan Fei's forehead hair was soaked with sweat.He wiped the sweat from his brow, and looked at Xin Rong with a smile: "How about it, am I a hardworking little bee?"

In fact, Xin Rongda can let the housekeeper do these things.However, Yan Fei did so personally, and Xin Rong couldn't dampen his enthusiasm.

"Come in, don't catch a cold."

Xin Rong raised the umbrella to his head.

The rain was getting louder and louder.

Yan Fei changed his raincoat and took a hot bath first.

He came out fresh from the wash, and when he saw Xin Rong sitting on the sofa reading a book, he couldn't help but rushed over from behind, rubbing his head on his shoulder vigorously.

"Xin Xin, do you smell my fragrance?"

Xin Rong stroked his hair, but his gaze remained on the book in front of him.

"Hey, let's blow dry your hair first." She said in a tone like coaxing a little milk dog.

"You can blow it for me." Yan Fei persisted.

Xin Rong sighed helplessly, put down the book, and was about to find a hair dryer when the cell phone on the coffee table rang.

He glanced at the incoming call and put it to his ear.

"Secretary Liu, what's the matter?"

I don't know what was said at the other end, and the smile on Xin Rong's face slowly froze.

"I see...you can help arrange the follow-up matters...well, I won't show up for the time being..."

Putting down the phone, Xin Rong didn't speak for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Yan Fei put his hand on his shoulder.

Xin Rong looked at the shadow of the tree outside the floor-to-ceiling window, pursed her lips, and said softly: "Just now Secretary Liu told me that Wang Wanyin gave birth to a baby boy, but the baby boy was too weak and died shortly after giving birth. .”

Yan Fei's heart skipped a beat.

This Wang Wanyin is really hateful and pitiful.

"Then Wang Wanyin..."

"Secretary Liu said that this incident hit her hard, and she was weak after giving birth, so she passed out directly. It is estimated that she will be hospitalized for observation for a while."

Yan Fei "tsk", even after hearing the news that the child in Wang Wanyin's womb had died prematurely, he couldn't feel any sympathy for Wang Wanyin. After all, such a vicious woman really deserved what she deserved.

But Wang Wanyin is Xin Rong's stepmother after all, Yan Fei still wants to sympathize with her on the surface.

"Her daughter should be with her. You don't have to worry. She has nurses and doctors to take care of her, and she will get better soon."

"I'm not worried that she won't be taken care of." Xin Rong sat down on the sofa and smiled wryly, "It's just that after this incident, she will definitely hate me even more. Make a fuss."

"Then let her make trouble." Yan Fei said angrily, "It's her own fault that the child died, no one else's fault."

Xin Rong shook his head, brows became more tangled.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this, let me blow your hair first."

"Don't worry, everything will be fine." Yan Fei touched his eyebrows: "Maybe Wang Wanyin will figure it out after the child's death, and uncle is not stupid. What Wang Wanyin said I don't believe it at all."

"I hope so." Xin Rong smiled wryly.

Xin Rong didn't sleep well that night.

He dreamed one after another, and the dreams were full of bizarre scenes, the dark corridors of the hospital, the pale incandescent lights, the distorted floor and the deformed wallpaper, the screams of women and the cries of babies in his ears, the atmosphere was depressing And the desolation made his heart feel uncomfortable as if it was being clenched tightly.

The screen suddenly changed and returned to the scene when I was a child.He came home with his schoolbag on his back, and heard his father and mother arguing in the study, and Xin Mi, who was still a baby, was crying loudly in the cradle upstairs. He got up, but accidentally missed, causing Xin Mi to fall to the ground.

He looked at his empty hands in horror. His father and mother rushed in at some point and looked at him coldly.

"Xin Rong, look at what you did! You killed your sister!" His father scolded him sharply.

He shook his head, with cold sweat on his forehead, and tried in vain to defend: "I didn't mean it... I just wanted to hug her..."

"Stop talking, mom is very disappointed in you." The mother sighed, picked up the baby on the ground, turned around and left: "You can stay alone from now on."

"Mom!" Seeing the person he trusted and relied on leave like this, he rushed up in a panic, trying to grab the woman's sleeve, but was swung away by one hand.

"Your mother doesn't want you anymore! Don't pester her!" It was the father's indifferent and impatient voice.

"I don't believe it! You lied to me! Mom!" His eyes were red, and he ran to the door desperately, but was dragged back by his father again and again.

Ah!

Xin Rong was awakened by the nightmare, and when she opened her eyes, her forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Yan Fei was also awakened, he opened his eyes in a daze, and heard Xin Rong's violent panting.

"Having a nightmare?" He quickly understood.

Xin Rong didn't speak, he sat on the head of the bed, looked at his palms, and remained silent.

Yan Fei touched the small lamp by the bed, turned it on, and when he saw Xin Rong's face clearly, he felt a sharp pain in his heart.

There were two clear tear marks on Xin Rong's face.

"Xin Rong..."

He didn't know what to say, but he hugged the man tightly in his arms.

"how……"

Xin Rong himself didn't realize that he shed tears in the dream, but he felt his eyes were a little dry, and blinked uncomfortably, only to find that there seemed to be water left in the corners of his eyes.

The scene in the dream came to his mind again.

Only this time, he was able to calmly recall those pains.Perhaps it was because Yan Fei's embrace was too warm, the torture and pain of the past in the dream were nothing compared to the sweetness of reality.

"I'm fine, don't worry."

Xin Rong patted Yan Fei's shoulder lightly.

"You're crying... how could it be okay..." Yan Fei leaned on his shoulder, her voice choked up: "Didn't I tell you that if you have something unhappy, you must tell me, don't be bored by yourself heart."

Xin Rong stroked his hair and said softly, "I... just dreamed about my mother."

Yan Fei raised his head and stared blankly at him.

"Didn't I tell you before that my mother and father divorced a long time ago. As for the reason for the divorce..."

"I... I know." Yan Fei interrupted him anxiously.

Xin Rong raised her eyebrows and looked at him in surprise.

Yan Fei bit her lips in embarrassment, and said with a sneer: "Ah, Xie Zhihan told me a little bit before, she thought I was your girlfriend at that time..."

Xin Rong said "hmm".

Seeing his expression, Yan Fei hesitated and said: "Xin Xin, that, there is one more thing, I will take the initiative to explain, you must not be angry with me, even if you want to be angry, don't be angry for too long, okay?"

Seeing his tone, Xin Rong knew that he must have something to hide from him.

He sighed helplessly and said, "Say it."

"Actually, I accidentally saw a photo of your aunt and you in the drawer before."

Xin Rong laughed: "That's it?"

It was just an old photo, which made him see nothing.

"Um, it's not just this..." Yan Fei swallowed, struggled for a long time, but decided to confess and be lenient.

"Aren't you doing psychological counseling all the time? In fact... I also know your psychiatrist."

When Xin Rong heard his words, his eyes widened, and he looked at him in astonishment.

"Actually, Zhou Yan... is my cousin. But listen to me, I didn't know he was your psychiatrist before, and I discovered it by looking at your phone call by accident. I really didn't mean it. And Zhou Yan doesn't know about your relationship with me, I promise, I haven't asked him about any privacy about your consultation."

Zhou Yan turned out to be Yan Fei's cousin?And Yan Fei already knew about it?

Xin Rong looked a little dazed, he looked at Yan Fei, his eyes gradually revealing unspeakable complex meanings.

"You said before, you won't lie to me again."

Unexpectedly, there is still such an important matter hidden from him.