Pretending to be good

Xi Ci had been checked in the hospital last night, except for the broken skin on his head, he was in good health.

But Yuan Jiao still had a dark face, and told him worriedly that he was not allowed to do such a dangerous exercise next time.

Xici repeatedly said yes, just like a good son, he opened his mouth when he admitted his mistake, and patted his chest to reassure him again and again, and he was almost swearing to the sky.

Yuan Jiao had nothing to do with his pretending to be cute, he just said a few words helplessly to finish the job.

Coming out of the hospital, Xi Ci and Yuan Jiao got into the car and were about to go home. While waiting for a red light at an intersection, Xi Ci told the driver to drop him off at the next intersection.

"Where are you going?" Yuan Jiao looked at him, his eyes filled with a hint of scrutiny.

What happened this morning is still like a thorn in Yuan Jiao's heart, and the faint worries in his heart become more and more fearful and become reality.

Xici pretended to be casual and smiled, "Mom, I'm an adult now, and I have normal communication. Isn't this graduation? All kinds of parties are coming."

"Is it really a party?"

Xici's face was embarrassing after being exposed, but it seemed that there was something difficult to say, and he didn't say anything.

Yuan Jiao was suspicious, "What's the matter?"

"Oh mom, don't ask me."

Yuan Jiao frowned slightly, "Is there anything mother can't know?"

Xici seemed distressed, "It's nothing..."

"If you don't say anything, Mom will be angry."

After repeated questioning, Xici seemed to really dare not say anything.

"It's nothing. If I don't tell you, am I afraid that you will be angry?" Xici said helplessly, "On my birthday, my father told me to go to his place when I have time..."

As he spoke, Xi Ci secretly glanced sideways at Yuan Jiao.

It seemed that Yuan Jiao's expression was normal, so he continued.

"But I forgot that day, and went out racing with Jiang Mingcheng instead. If Dad knows about this..."

"How dare you say that if you weren't reckless, so much gauze would be wrapped around your forehead?!"

Xi Ci shut up in time and did not speak.

When the intersection arrived, the driver stopped the car, and Xi Ci was still looking at Yuan Jiao's face.

The son is going to see his father, and she, as a mother, can't stop her, "Okay, let's go."

"You are simply the most empathetic and greatest mother in the world!"

Yuan Jiao twisted his face, "You are the only one with sweet lips."

Xici got out of the car, watched Yuan Jiao's car go away, looked at the side of the road for a while, took out his mobile phone, sent a few text messages, and then stood by the side of the road and waited.

He took nothing but his ID card and passport.

Although Jiang Mingcheng promised to admit everything last night, 'Xici' didn't believe him, and with Xici's performance this morning, he didn't dare to bet that other people would see something.

He is walking on thin ice now, and he must not make any mistakes, otherwise, 13 years will be in vain.

Not long after, a black Mercedes-Benz drove up and stopped in front of Xici, with the windows slowly lowered.

'Xi Ci' is familiar with the car on the road, and the car is filled with a strange fragrance.

Xi Ci nestled comfortably on the co-pilot, looked at the man driving next to him and smiled slightly, "Brother Song Yao, long time no see."

"What? Was it recognized?" Song Yao smiled when he said this, full of alienation and indifference, but it was hard to look directly at those eyes that penetrated the hair.

In the year when he first entered the Song family, the disguised 'Xi Ci' was picked out by Song Yao.

'Xi Ci' laughed at himself, "I guess, it's coming soon, it's also my fault that I didn't hold back yesterday and ran to race some cars."

"I heard about this, Mr. Zhou, you don't have to worry, he dare not say it, the key is Jiang Mingcheng." Song Yao glanced at him, "How did you deal with it?"

'Xi Ci' thought for a while, frowned, and then said impatiently and violently: "I'm so bored! I accidentally woke him up this morning. Ms. Yuan probably saw something. Although I fooled him, I felt that That Jiang Yucheng..."

"Not rigorous and thoughtful in handling things." Song Yao made a brief comment.

'Xici' laughed, "Why every time I talk to you, I feel like I'm listening to my grandfather's lecture."

Smelling the fragrance in the car, 'Xi Ci' always vaguely thinks of many years ago.

He was still young at that time, and he lived in his grandfather's house. In his childhood memories, his grandfather was still very young, strong and able to hold him in his arms with one hand.

He remembered that grandpa liked incense very much, such as agarwood, sandalwood and other spices that he could not name, and the fragrance filled the room after being lit.

After a long period of time, even my grandfather's shirt has a scent.

It was not the scent of one spice, but a mixture of many scents, and finally mixed into a... strange scent.

This strange fragrance was deeply imprinted in his mind, engraved in his bones, and he would never forget it.

Song Yao sent 'Xi Ci' to an apartment under his name. The decoration of the apartment is mainly white, low-key but full of luxury and refinement, which is Song Yao's style.

As soon as he arrived at the apartment, the phone of 'Xi Ci' rang.

It's Gu Nange.

'Xi Ci' took it smoothly.

"Hey, brother, what's the matter?"

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sp; Gu Nange's voice came out of the phone after a while, "Little bastard, how did you promise Dad on your birthday?"

"You can't blame me. If you want to blame, you can blame the car that you gave me at that time. It was so handsome. I only watched that car that night, and I couldn't wait to go out for a stroll the next day."

Gu Nange's voice carried a little smile, which meant he was very tolerant and pampered, "Are you blaming me?"

"How dare I, this is not explained to you."

"Okay, I won't talk to you, come to my brother, I have something to do with you."

'Xici' glanced at Song Yao, frowned and asked, "What can't be said on the phone?"

Gu Nange snorted, "It's been so long since Dad was released from prison, we haven't had a reunion dinner yet, why? Not even a reunion dinner?"

That's the truth.

But 'Xi Ci' can't guarantee that this so-called reunion dinner is not a Hongmen banquet.

Although Gu Nange seems to be just a corrupt rich second generation, he actually has a lot of tricks, and it's hard to guarantee that he doesn't know what happened last night.

'Xi Ci' said perfunctorily, "Okay, no problem."

Gu Nange gave an address, and 'Xi Ci' responded and wrote it down.

When the phone hung up, 'Xi Ci' threw the phone away, "It's really annoying."

"Are you going?" Song Yao also heard the content of the phone call.

"I don't want to go, who knows if it's a Hongmen Banquet, I don't dare to bet."

Song Yao nodded slightly, no longer entangled in this topic.

"Brother Song Yao, do me a favor."

Song Yao looked at him, "What's the matter?"

"Send me abroad."

There are too many people in China, it is not a good place. If you want to have peace of mind, it is better to go abroad.

Song Yao didn't say much when he heard the words, but asked gently: "Where do you want to go?"

"America."

Song Yao thought for a while and asked, "What are you going to America for?"

'Xi Ci' thoughtfully said: "Cure the disease."

He was treated three times, once when he was five years old, once when he was ten years old, and once when he was 13 years old. Song Yao took him for treatment.

For him, healing is a life-and-death contest, and too many people think he is dead.

'Xi Ci' always mocks himself, saying that he has taken on what he shouldn't have to do compared to adults, as if he has such a nature, so he can only be a shadow, and it's better not to come out to harm others.

He really didn't understand why he had gone astray at such a young age.

He was only five years old at that time, and he was picked up from Yuan's house. He hadn't seen his parents and elder brother for five years, 'Xi Ci' thought he would be no different from Yuan's house.

But in reality, it's very different.

The education received before the age of five was the opposite of that of the Gu family.

"That's what grandpa did, what's wrong?" He felt very confused?

All the things he takes for granted, his parents will stop him like a big enemy.

But 'Xici' never felt that it was wrong.

But when everyone declared his fault, in the angry eyes of others, it seemed that he had committed a heinous crime.

Later, even his parents felt that his crime was unforgivable, and they wanted to use such a tragic way of "killing him" to make him dare not do anything wrong.

Song Yao sat down on the sofa and spent a lot of time looking at 'Xici', neither saying yes nor no.

"It's fine if you don't want to help me, I'm used to it anyway."

"Get used to what?"

'Xi Ci' shrugged indifferently, sat on the sofa, picked up an apple on the coffee table in front of him, and began to chew, "Even Xiao Xi's coward is protected, jealous."

The apple was bitten so juicy that it had no image at all. He ate the skin, but instead of spitting it out, he swallowed it. After three or five bites, he threw the small apple core far away. into the trash can.

Song Yao looked away, "I'll help you as soon as possible."

'Xi Ci' laughed, "Thank you Song Yao."

Song Yao said to help him do it as soon as possible, it must be as soon as possible, and he didn't stay soon, took the ID card and passport of 'Xici' and left.

At night, Yuan Jiao called to ask where he was.

Xici said that he was left at his house by the fat man overnight, and he will not go back today.

Yuan Jiao didn't have Fatty's phone number or address. Although he was suspicious, he didn't say much.

Near eight o'clock, there was a knock on the door of the apartment.

'Xi Ci' looked out through the cat's eyes, this sight was terrible, Gu Nange was outside, staring at the cat's eyes.

Song Yao swore that no one would find out here, how did Gu Nange find it?

Hearing Gu Nange's knocking on the door, it seemed that he was going to follow the routine of courtesy first and soldiers later. 'Xi Ci' had no intention of opening the door. Although he and Gu Nange were brothers, he knew since childhood that Gu Nange didn't like him and was extremely Impatient and never in a good mood.

Treating him is not like treating a younger brother, but like treating an enemy.

No one likes him, and he's always known.

'Xi Ci' leaned against the door and thought, if he didn't open the door and didn't make a sound, could it be that Gu Nange could openly barge in?