The pheromone of school grass is poisonous

Just as Zhou Yan finished calling Xiao Yi, there was a knock on the door of the room.

Zhou Yan went to open the door with his mobile phone, and unexpectedly looked at Zhou Chaoyang who was standing at the door with dinner. Zhou Chaoyang glanced into his room, frowned and asked him, "Who did you call just now?"

Hearing the questioning tone, Zhou Yan didn't go back like before.

"Classmate." He said lightly.

He put the phone in his pocket, but he was not polite at all, he reached out to take the bowl in Zhou Chaoyang's hand and raised his eyebrows and asked him, "Is there anything else?"

Zhou Chaoyang: "...It's okay, don't let me in?"

Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment, and moved to the side to signal him to come in.

The father and son haven't been alone in the same space for a long time, and there is an indescribable embarrassment and awkwardness in the air.But Zhou Yan didn't care too much, sat down on the desk with a bowl and ate directly, saving him from going down to find it himself.

The taste is good, and it looks like the craftsmanship of the aunt at home. Zhou Yan has eaten it for many years and always remembers it.

Zhou Chaoyang walked around the room, and then sat down on the edge of his bed.

Looking at him, I asked for a long time: "How are you doing at school?"

"It's okay." After Zhou Yan finished speaking, he thought for a while and answered: "It's pretty good."

Zhou Chaoyang nodded, and then there was another suffocating silence.

Zhou Yan ate half a bowl of food quickly, Zhou Chaoyang looked at his son and couldn't help reminding: "Eat slowly, there is still in the kitchen, there is not enough for auntie to cook."

Zhou Yan paused, not sure if it was because he had been away for too long, but he always felt that Zhou Chaoyang had changed a lot.

Become long-winded, become old, become like a real father.

When he was kicked out more than half a year ago, Zhou Yan felt that he had no home.

The promise to come back was also because of a momentary soft heart. He didn't think he could stay here for long, and he didn't regard this place as his real home.Sooner or later, he had to leave, whether he couldn't bear to escape, or was driven out again, after all, he had to leave, this idea has never been eliminated from his mind.

But Zhou Chaoyang said in the next sentence: "Come back, move back."

Zhou Yan was silent.

After a while, he continued to stuff things into his mouth as if nothing had happened. He didn't know why Zhou Chaoyang compromised, but he still said, "No, it's fine to live on campus."

Zhou Chaoyang: "You can live on campus, come back on holidays."

When he finished speaking, he coughed twice again, Zhou Yan stopped and turned around, frowning at him: "What's the matter with you?"

Zhou Chaoyang waved his hand: "It's an old problem. Chronic bronchitis comes back and forth in winter. It's not a big problem."

Zhou Yan didn't speak for a while, he never knew that Zhou Chaoyang still had this problem.

He paused and said, "Be careful yourself."

Then turned back again.

Zhou Chaoyang looked at him and sighed. He admitted that he owed this son, and sometimes he wanted to make up for it, but he couldn't stand the hot temper of father and son.

It has been more than half a year now, he stood up and patted his son on the shoulder: "You have grown up a lot."

Until Zhou Chaoyang went out, Zhou Yan still didn't say a word, and didn't respond to whether he wanted to move back.

Life at home is extremely boring. Zhou Yan spends most of his time in his room, playing games, playing with his mobile phone, occasionally doing quizzes, and never going out unless he can.

Zhou Chaoyang was often away, and even Shu Hang often followed him, rarely coming back.

Zhou Yan originally wanted to go to Xiao Yi, but he went to his grandfather's place due to a temporary situation, and he left in a hurry. When Zhou Yan contacted him, his plane had landed.

The background sound in the earpiece was very noisy, and Zhou Yan was a little flustered as the airport broadcasted in turn: "What's going on? Uncle Qi didn't make it clear."

"Don't worry." Xiao Yi's voice was as steady as ever, and he could always bring some peace of mind to Zhou Yan. He said, "The old man said that he passed out and was hospitalized. The situation is fine. I will go directly there now."

Xiao Yi rarely said anything about his grandfather's situation, and Zhou Yan never asked.

Now the situation is unknown, at best, I can only be anxious.

He finally said: "Then be careful on the road." Zhou Yan thought that the weather in P city was colder than Haicheng, and asked: "By the way, did you take your clothes so quickly when you left? Be careful not to catch a cold , and some preparations..."

"Zhou Yan." Xiao Yi called him suddenly, interrupting his words.

Zhou Yan was startled, Xiao Yi's voice was distorted by the huge background sound, but Zhou Yan could hear the intimacy and tenderness from his voice.

Zhou Yan responded in a low voice.

Xiao Yi's voice was also very low, and he said slowly: "Be good at home, I may not be able to answer the phone in a timely manner these two days, if you have any questions, call Uncle Qi's cell phone, you know?"

The tips of Zhou Yan's ears turned red and hot quickly, and he always felt that these words were like telling a disobedient child at home.But he nodded in the end, and hummed slightly when he remembered that he couldn't see.

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Yi walked out of the airport with his luggage. Qi Lei changed into a black suit today and followed behind him wearing a pair of sunglasses.

He was wearing a very serious outfit, but he didn't stay tense for a few minutes. He followed him and asked, "Should you give Zhou Yan a shot?"

Xiao Yi hummed.

Qi Lei touched his chin and smiled meaningfully: "I knew it."

Xiao Yi glanced over: "What? Still want to report to your superior?"

Qi Lei didn't agree, and said: "What report? Your grandfather cares about you."

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows, and did not continue to be poor with him.

As soon as the two of them left the gate of the airport, an all-black car was waiting outside. Two men dressed in black who were almost the same as Qi Lei opened the door and nodded to Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi nodded in response, handed over the suitcase naturally, then bent down and got into the car.

Qi Lei saw that he was familiar with the other two people, walked over and punched one person in the chest, then hugged each other.

One of the men in black seemed a little excited, "Leizi, long time no see."

Qi Lei's eyes were also a little red: "Long time no see."

After exchanging pleasantries, everyone got into the car one after another.

Qi Lei sat next to Xiao Yi, looked at the brother driving in front, and said with emotion: "For so many years, the gangster-like style of the Yan family really hasn't changed at all."

The two people in front were not as casual as Qi Lei in front of Xiao Yi, they stared ahead and turned a deaf ear.

Qi Lei sneered, and scolded: "Postposing."

The person in front coughed and coughed, but still didn't answer.

The Yan family's financial resources in P City can be said to be overwhelming. Yan Daoqi, the family leader, is over seventy-two this year, and has four sons and a daughter, all of whom are dragons and phoenixes.

The daughter Yan Nanzhi insisted on marrying Xiao Bowen and moved to Haicheng.

Later, the unexpected death became the most unspeakable pain in Yan Daoqi's life, and the only son they left behind was also the child that Yan Daoqi searched hard for two years before finding it.That is, the young man sitting in the back seat at this moment, closing his eyes and resting his mind, who doesn't know that he is Yan Daoqi's most valued successor.

Moreover, although this child has been in Haicheng all these years, his degree of excellence is definitely the best among the youngest generation of the Yan family.

An hour and a half later, the car did not head towards any hospital in P City, but went to a private residence halfway up the mountain in Beilin. The villa occupies a huge area, showing power and wealth everywhere.

There was not much surprise on Xiao Yi's face.

The car stopped in front of the gate.

Xiao Yi stretched his legs and got out of the car.

"Uncle Liu, where's Grandpa?" He asked the butler who was waiting outside early.

When the old man in his fifties saw him, he had a kind and warm expression on his face. He took his suitcase and said, "I was waiting in the study early in the morning. I know you're here today, so I'm in a very good mood."

Xiao Yi smiled: "I'll go see him."

As soon as Xiao Yi entered the gate, he found that there were quite a few people inside. There were more than ten men and women in total.

Seeing Xiao Yi, the noisy hall suddenly fell silent.

The Yan family is very complicated, and the relationship between the side branches of the family is intricate. The relationship between Yan Daoqi's own sons is very delicate, let alone some side branches.

Even though Xiao Yi hasn't been in P city these years, there are people who are watching his every move.

Xiao Yi is considered a foreigner, but Yan Daoqi can't help but value him.

These people have done a good job on the surface.

They talked enthusiastically.

"Isn't this Xiao Yi, who is already this big?"

"I heard that your grades are very good, right? Your grandfather praises you every time you get together, why don't you come back often?"

"Your parents left early, and you have endured enough hardships alone. Your grandfather deliberately asked you to help at home. You child shouldn't be so stubborn."

Xiao Yi stood coldly in the middle of the hall, looking at the wrong words, as if the person who said it was not him.

Seeing that he didn't say a word, the others gradually lost their expression.

But his identity is there, and no one dares to say that he is not.

Until a person appeared on the wooden railing on the second floor.

Came here with a cigarette between his fingertips, the young man in his early twenties looked at his unrestrained appearance, sneered at the people below and said, "Have you said enough? Continue."

Xiao Yi glanced upstairs, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

The man turned his gaze to Xiao Yi, hooked his hands together: "Come on up, boy, if you don't show up again, the old man will go crazy."

Hearing this, Xiao Yi went upstairs directly, leaving the group of people below with embarrassment.

Seeing him, the man stretched out his hand and hooked his neck, and smiled maliciously, "I heard that you have a little boyfriend in Haicheng, why didn't you bring it? The old man was furious because of this, so be careful .”

You say be careful, but that's not the case in your eyes.

Xiao Yi didn't panic at all, took off the man's hand, and licked the corner of his mouth at the man: "How did I hear that you recently had a sex scandal with a man who was hostile to the Yan family, which made the old man mad?" .”

The young man's face froze, and he strangled him: "Why do you become more annoying as you grow up?"

Xiao Yi squinted at him and said: "You can find someone to block the gun, but don't worry about my people."

He slowly called the man: "Little uncle."

The corner of the man's mouth twitched, and his spine felt cold.

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