Family Desire [Rebirth]

The next day, Liangze and Peng Bozhen had lunch together at school.A full spoonful of sweet and sour pork tenderloin is scooped on Bloomberg's real spoon, and it is stuffed into the mouth.While eating, he mumbled, "Who did Min Yan fight with again? I can see that his face is full of colors. Maybe it's not so exciting if he opened a dyeing workshop?"

Liang Ze didn't take it into his heart, and was distracted.His answer to Min Yan yesterday was flustered and hesitant.Surprised than happy.

For the previous life, Liang Ze didn't hate Min Yan so deeply, nor was he so unforgivable towards him.Although they were once rivals for the family inheritance rights, they were incompatible with each other.But apart from the competition in the mall, he really doesn't know anything about this nominal younger brother.

But in this world, he didn't know when he played with the ambiguity between the same sex again.In such a situation, there is a pretended ambiguity, and a pretended ignorance.Such a moment is a false innocence, but also a true sentient being.

Liangze knew that he had committed a crime, and he had no other choice but one thought to comfort his conscience, which was not to promise.At that time, Liangze relied on this non-commitment to maintain his balance.Non-commitment is a tightrope, he is a tightrope walker, skill comes first, composure also comes first.

Bloomberg, who was sitting next to him, poked him on the shoulder and motioned him to look: "Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here." Min Yan also ate in this restaurant, and was walking down the steps on the second floor, with the sound of leather shoes rubbing against metal. Overwhelmed by the hustle and bustle of people downstairs.

"Who is he fighting with?" Bloomberg really lowered his voice.Peng Bozhen and Liang Ze watched that he did not walk out of the gate directly, but turned sharply and walked directly in their direction.

"Gu Jue."

"Damn it! Gu Jue usually doesn't pretend to be like his grandson in front of him. Did he go insane this time?"

"I don't know if I'm crazy about gains and losses. Anyway, it's almost the same as wearing a cuckold."

The other party's eyes widened after hearing this, and he stayed silent for a long time.Not long after, Min Yan arrived in front of him and sat down on the chair opposite Liang Ze.He felt Bloomberg's scrutinizing gaze, and asked kindly, "Is your brother handsome today? However, I'm not interested in you, so I'll save you from giving me a sneak peek."

Bloomberg was really choked so that rice grains went into his esophagus, and he coughed continuously.Liang Ze handed him a glass of water.Bloomberg finally calmed down and asked him, "Isn't that true?"

Min Yan was still very calm, raised his head and asked him innocently: "What's the matter?"

"It's about you fighting with Gu Jue."

Bloomberg's voice was really loud enough to provoke the students at the front and back tables to look around curiously.Min Yan's handsome face was completely dark.Min Yan straightened up, didn't speak immediately, stood opposite Liangze, pretended to be angry, grabbed Liangze's slender neck, and said viciously: "Do you want to hate me so much? Yelling outside."

Liang Ze was sitting, leaning against the window, and said with a smile: "Do you dare to admit that you haven't done it? If you dare to do it, you must dare to do it!" The biggest." He muttered again in a low voice: "But I didn't do anything. Why is it unforgivable?"

His voice was very low, but Bloomberg really heard it. He looked at the two of them strangely, thinking about it, and joked casually on his face: "You two brothers are flirting, I can't stand it!" Flushing under control, he lowered his head, turned around and fled.

"Haha, Liangze, I say, you are the only one who can handle him. Who is he not a master in front of?" Peng Bozhen had a tone of envy and teasing, unable to tell the truth from the fake.

"That's the money of the Crown Prince Min's that he held in front of you." Liangze said flatly, using a spoon to light some of the black espresso he just ordered, bowing his head, unable to see his expression clearly.Bloomberg really couldn't discern the meaning of his words, so he couldn't say any more, so he continued to eat in an embarrassing manner.

The snow in Bicheng finally stopped in the afternoon of the second day.The teachers in the school wore long boots to shovel the snow to clear the way. The shrubs in the flower beds shook their bodies from time to time, and the snow fell from the leaves.

As soon as Liang Ze walked out of the school gate, Uncle Wen waved to him.He sat in the car, a little surprised.Uncle Wen was going on a business trip to Germany with Min Xiuye ​​today.The original plan was changed, and someone else would be arranged to pick up Liangze.Uncle Wen explained to him: "Mr. canceled the trip. Master Yan was beaten by a group of people outside the school. Mr. is accompanying him in the hospital, and his wife has also gone. Mr. asked me to pick up Mr. Yan and you go too."

The car drove to the gate of Anhan Hospital, and Liang Ze was led to the 302 senior ward.As soon as he opened the door, he saw Min Xiuye's serious side face, listening to the doctor's orders seriously.Zhao Ningqing nodded towards Liangze.Liangze looked at Min Yan who was lying miserably on the bed. His face was covered with layers of white gauze, and his right leg was wrapped with a thick cast.He had one mouth exposed, and he was still biting into an apple slice with one hand. Mrs. Min sat next to him and lowered her head to peel the apple patiently and meticulously, while handing it to him with her hand.

Liangze walked to the window and tied the gauze curtains. After the snowy winter day, the light shone into the ward and it was no longer so dark.

Liang Ze sat on a chair beside the hospital bed.None of the three of them spoke.Especially under the coercion of his father, Min Yan couldn't resume the usual laughing and cursing, that kind of wanton publicity.After all, he is still a teenager, or a naughty boy.

After the doctor left, Min Xiuye ​​rubbed his temples wearily, and said with a sigh of relief: "Doctor Gu said there is nothing serious. Take a good rest."

Liang Ze asked: "Then why are you wearing so many white cloths on Xiao Yan's body?" Zhao Ningqing gestured to him with her eyes.

When Min Xiuye ​​left the ward, Zhao Ningqing said in a low voice: "Your father is very worried. He asked the doctor to check his body several times. Originally, the doctor did not approve of wrapping gauze like this. I couldn't stand your father's words. He was really worried. At first he thought that Xiaoyan's right leg was broken, Lei Ting was furious, you didn't witness it."

"Is Xiaoyan all right? Don't have any sequelae."

"Should be fine. Skin trauma. At least there is no bone injury." After finishing speaking, she turned her head and babbled to Min Yan again, with a soft voice, "You are always disobedient. Your father always loves and cares about you. This time You should know? Don’t cause trouble in the future. Your father’s expectations are all on you. People often say: father is kind and son is filial. I think you are your father’s nemesis. If you don’t ask you that much, you think he doesn’t love you. Then He trusts you and gives you freedom. He is always different from other parents. He has heavy responsibilities. Both companies are on his shoulders. He is so busy, how can he have time to take care of your little thoughts? That's it. , your dad doesn’t need to start a company anymore, just guarding you, and the business in Germany has also been ruined, Xiao Yan, why are you not growing up? Are you always so naive?”

She lowered her head and patted Min Yan's shoulder.Surprisingly, the patient who was wrapped in clean white gauze kept silent and shook Zhao Ningqing's hand.

At this time, Min Xiu went back and forth at night, as if he didn't see Liang Ze, and told Zhao Ningqing, "The doctor said that he will be discharged in a week. You have to watch him and avoid eating. This kid is disobedient."

Min Xiuye ​​turned to Liangze and said, "I'll ask Uncle Wen to take you back. Get some change of clothes for Xiaoyan."

"Okay, Dad."

Liang Ze gently closed the door of the ward, and looked at the room behind the door before leaving.At that time, Min Xiuye ​​was stroking the head of the person on the bed.Zhao Ningqing watched gently with a smile.

Liang Ze turned around and saw a row of black-clothed bodyguards in the corridor of the ward, the leader of which was guarding Gu Jue. His clothes were still neat, and there were no obvious scars on his face.

Liang Ze let him go, put his hands in his hakama pockets, and gently patted Gu Jue's cheeks with a slender white hand.He chuckled: "You are stupid too. You don't know how to do things secretly, and you don't care about the aftermath." The other party's eyes as big as bull's eyes widened.

Liang Ze easily got down from the ward on the third floor.Walking in the corridor of the hospital, I used my sleeves to block the harsh winter day.The sunlight did not reach his heart, but instead made him feel colder.

A father and daughter came face to face on the corridor.Dad is holding his young daughter. The girl is still childish, only two or three years old, but the dimples on her cheeks are very sweet, and her eyes are round like a kitten, without twists and turns. When she smiles, the sun seems to run to her Eyes, bright.

Liang Ze was attracted, and watched the two of them talking and laughing, which seemed to be his father's words of concern to comfort his daughter not to be afraid of the operation.At this moment, Liangze felt that the sun was suddenly extremely scorching. He raised his hand to his forehead, covered his eyes, and slowly squatted down on the edge of the flower bed. The flowers and trees inside the flower bed cast narrow and long shadows, blocking the sight of others from exploring.

The girl who had gone away was childishly curious, and asked with big innocent eyes, "Dad, what is that pretty brother doing there? Is he talking to Huahua?" The person holding her didn't speak, but squeezed her The daughter's chubby little hands.

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