love play

22.

One or two days was nothing, but after a long time, Wen Yixiu began to wonder, didn't Li Linlang stop working?

Li Linlang just smiled and didn't answer clearly, but it was almost the same.Wen Yixiu didn't believe that Li Linlang was fired or resigned, but it was really strange that he didn't have a job. Wen Yixiu felt that the topic might be too heavy, so he didn't ask much.

The relationship between the two is heating up day by day, and the days of flirting will soon be overwhelmed.

But before the two hit a home run, a bright woman with a cold face called Wen Yixiu out of the company, still as a shareholder of the company.

Rocky was very surprised, "Wen Yixiu, do you know the people above?"

Wen Yixiu shook his head and didn't answer, because he himself didn't know very well, he didn't know many people, he knew only a handful of women, and even fewer women with status.

However, it is not without.

For example——his sister, Wen Yixiu didn't continue to think about it, how could it be possible?

Yan Yiheng has been abroad, and even if he returns to China, the company's shareholders are unlikely, right?

Before Wen Yixiu thought it was impossible, he arrived at the appointed place, entered the box, closed the door, and the moment he turned his head, Wen Yixiu's heart skipped a beat and his breath stopped.

His hands started to unconsciously grab the hem of his clothes, and he didn't even dare to meet Yan Yiheng's eyes, "Sister."

Seeing Wen Yixiu's appearance, Yan Yiheng's resentment and anger disappeared immediately, and he sighed, "Well, sit down first."

Wen Yixiu clearly felt that he had grown up, but he still felt that Yan Yiheng would always be on top of him, that kind of pressure was never less than a little bit.When I don't see him, I think that when I actually see him, Wen Yixiu is a little afraid of Yan Yiheng, and I can't say that he is afraid, in other words, he should be in awe.

Yan Yiheng was six years older than him, and everyone said that his eldest sister was like his mother. When he was a child, his mother never cared about him and loved him. Yan Yiheng was supposed to take care of him. As for Yan An?There is no time to see him.

Wen Yixiu was also a bastard when he was a child, and he was often taught a lesson.

After Wen Yixiu sat down next to Yan Yiheng, Yan Yiheng still couldn't help being angry, such a big event as his mother's death!Wen Yixiu didn't tell her.She looked at Wen Yixiu's face, which was as handsome as before, but with a manly air, and she couldn't help but wonder, did the two get along after they haven't seen each other for a few years?

Wen Yixiu is no longer as lively and outgoing as before, looking at the aura around him, he has restrained a lot.

Yan Yiheng pursed her lips, her eyes were as sharp as ever. "Think about it first, what to say." When she said it, Yan Yiheng felt that her words were a bit harsh, but she had already spoken, and she was too embarrassed to take it back.

Wen Yixiu bowed his head in thought, and directly admitted his cowardice. He could guess that the first thing Yan Yiheng did when he came back was to go back to his hometown. There was no need to think about the things after that, Yan Yiheng must have known it all.

What else could he say, he did something wrong, Wen Yixiu knew very well in his heart, there was nothing to say.

Wen Yixiu didn't know what he looked like at the moment, how stubborn he looked to Yan Yiheng, angry, hateful, and distressed.

Yan Yiheng's right hand clenched into a fist, but then slowly released it. Whenever Wen Yixiu confronted her, didn't she let go first?

I'm really used to seeing people's faces, so I have to be stubborn.

Yan Yiheng refused to simply let Wen Yixiu go, so he slapped Wen Yixiu with a "slap", and then the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable it became, gradually dark clouds began to cover his delicate and beautiful face, and it began to rain lightly. "Wen Yixiu, let me tell you, Mom is not yours alone," Yan Yiheng choked up as he spoke, covering his mouth to ease his gradual breakdown.

Wen Yixiu already had a faint mark on his left face, and he didn't dare to make a sound at all. For some reason, he lowered his head, and tears welled up in his warm Danfeng eyes. When his mother passed away, he could bear it, but at this moment I can't bear it at all.

I can't stop feeling uncomfortable, annoyed, regretted, wronged and self-loathing.

"Mom is not yours alone. Although I followed Dad, you should be sensible. Why did I choose this way? The most incomprehensible thing is that you couldn't be sensible for three years." Yan Yiheng's words did not have much emotion It seemed that every word and every word pierced Wen Yixiu's heart very accurately, making him blame himself and regret.

Wen Yixiu didn't dare to speak, and bit his lower lip until it hurt, and then his mood eased a little, but he was afraid to say one more word, that is □□.

Yan Yiheng feels irritated even looking at Wen Yixiu now, the appearance of not speaking is the same as refusing to admit his mistake, but so what?Saying that would make her feel light and irritating, and make people unable to help but slap him.

"If you can't be sensible for three years, you can do it for seven years, right?" Thinking of this, Yan Yiheng became more and more aggrieved, "You can actually communicate with me by email for four years without talking once, can your stubbornness be used in other places? Can it be possible!" Yan Yiheng's voice rose, the brokenness and collapse in his words instantly knocked down the hot tears that Wen Yixiu had kept in his eyes for a long time.

"Could it be possible?" Yan Yiheng couldn't hold it back anymore, crying and cursing mixed together, as if she was like a shrew, who no longer cared about her image and beauty.

She just wanted to wake up this ignorant brother at the moment.

The reason Wen Yixiu originally thought of was completely vulnerable at the moment, it was just a little self-esteem of the young man that made him hide such a big event, and made him dare not say it at all.

Don't say it, Yan Yiheng is already in great pain, if I say it, I'm afraid it will be even more sad.

The two cried together, as if abandoned by the world.

Why did Wen Yixiu choose not to speak?He was on the phone at that time.

"Your mother is dead, why are you calling?" One sentence stabbed his confidence and self-esteem that he had finally built up.

The person who answered the phone was a young woman.

Stabbed for many years.

Wen Yixiu, who was stabbed, picked up the armor and the tortoise shell, and disguised himself tightly, adding layers of self-esteem.

As time goes by, this matter becomes more and more difficult to say, and it is wrong to say anything.

One can understand another person, but understanding does not mean forgiveness.

Wen Yixiu did not forgive Yan Yu for placing the phone at random, and Yan Yiheng did not forgive Wen Yixiu for concealing it.

Who is right?Who is wrong?

No one can tell.

Yan Yiheng has never seen Wen Yixiu cry before. She taught him not to cry since she was a child, not to cry when anything happens, and to be strong in everything. Wen Yixiu seems to have a gentle personality, but in fact he has a very stubborn temper. She can probably guess that when his mother passed away , I'm afraid I can bear it, otherwise why would I cry like this now?

When people cry, it's really not good-looking. What's good-looking can only be when it's not the saddest moment, otherwise, who cares about it?

Wen Yixiu was out of breath from crying, but Yan Yiheng calmed down first, gave him the air from his back, then wiped the tears from his face, and sighed.

What else can I do?No matter who you blame, Wen Ting will never come back to life.

Yan Yiheng patted Wen Yixiu on the back, "How did Mom get there?" His tone was much less hysterical than before.

Wen Yixiu was crying so hard that his ears were ringing and he couldn't hear clearly, but he still heard it vaguely, and he began to recall in his mind, "Acute pulmonary edema, it was just winter, and my mother had a cold and was coughing all the time. I asked her to go to the hospital. She also refused, saying that it would be good to take some medicine, but I was so busy with work that I often forgot to take it, and I lived in school, so I couldn't control her, and when she had a sudden attack, "Wen Yixiu couldn't continue, trying not to speak. So vague.

"Wait until the sudden onset, already collapsed."

Why didn't he stare at her to take medicine at that time?

When Wen Yixiu thought about his asshole before that, he felt annoyed and remorseful, but it was useless, useless!

During the last period of his senior year in high school, Wen Yixiu's life was completely chaotic. Although he didn't drink alcohol or go out to mess around, the oppression in life came face to face.

Out of a man's self-esteem, Wen Yixiu sold the house reluctantly, and found many part-time jobs, such as tutoring, serving as a waiter, and basically doing all the jobs he could find.

Wen Yixiu was very thankful afterwards, if it wasn't for the busy work, he might be immersed in sadness and unable to get out.

Yan Yiheng touched Wen Yixiu's head, but still softly pressed Wen Yixiu's head into his arms, and sighed, "What happens in the future, don't hide it. Others are not roundworms in your stomach, how will you know?" What are you thinking in your heart..." He murmured brokenly, no matter how angry he was, it was his brother after all.

Wen Yixiu couldn't help but put his arms around Yan Yiheng's waist, but when he thought that he and his sister had grown up, the hand that hugged Yan Yiheng hesitated.

"What's wrong? Grown up? Feel embarrassed?" Yan Yiheng suddenly felt a little funny, "I'm older than you, so don't feel embarrassed."

The door of the box opened, and the people serving the dishes started to move. It was obvious that Yan Yiheng had calculated the time well, and he was as calm and scary as ever.

After Wen Yixiu let go of Yan Yiheng's waist, he just frowned, but didn't say anything.

"Let's eat first." Yan Yiheng sat down, but didn't see anyone passing by outside the door.

Wen Yixiu felt a little embarrassed crying, stood up, "I'm going to wash my face."

Watching Wen Yixiu go out, Yan Yiheng didn't say anything.

Wen Yixiu went into the toilet, washed his face, and wiped his face with a tissue next to him. The marks on his face were still a little obvious, and his eyes accidentally fell on the person behind him reflected in the mirror.

"Linlang?" Wen Yixiu was in a daze, wondering why Li Linlang appeared here?

But the next moment he turned his face away, not wanting Li Linlang to see the red mark on his face, but it was even more obvious in the mirror.

Li Linlang was annoyed by others calling him Linlang, but he couldn't get annoyed by Wen Yixiu.

Linlang is one of the largest women's underwear brands in mainland China. Although many people would associate the Linlang brand with Li Linlang's name, they would not think that this underwear brand was named after Li Linlang.

As soon as Li Linlang saw Wen Yixiu's reaction, he noticed the red mark on Wen Yixiu's face, "Who hit you?"

Wen Yixiu didn't make a sound, and suddenly felt a little scared. He just told his sister about his mother. If Yan Yiheng knew at this time that he and Li Linlang were together, would they break up right away?

Anxiety and anxiety began to spread from the bottom of my heart.

"What's wrong with you?" Li Linlang looked at Wen Yixiu, only seeing Wen Yixiu's dazed look.

Wen Yixiu came back to his senses, and said calmly, "It's nothing, why are you here?"

"It's time, I went to your company to find you, and they told me that you came here to meet a client," Li Linlang looked sideways into Wen Yixiu's eyes, "What client? Do you need an original artist to come and see you?" Lin Lang was a little angry.

Li Linlang narrowed her eyes and observed Wen Yixiu's expression carefully.

Wen Yixiu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was nothing special about it. Li Linlang's eyes became deeper and deeper.

"It's not a client, it's my sister." Wen Yixiu still confessed, "You go back first, okay, I'll bring you back some of your favorite braised pork later."

The two looked at each other, Wen Yixiu didn't want him to see his sister, Li Linlang was a little disappointed and sad when he got this answer.

Li Linlang really wanted to be self-willed, but he also knew that once he rejected Wen Yixiu's request, the two of them would probably have a quarrel, and the relationship between the two of them was not yet strong enough to withstand any blow.

After all, Li Linlang nodded reluctantly, Wen Yixiu smiled, and kissed Li Linlang on the forehead, "Thank you."

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