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Gao Yu clenched the note in his hand, frowned, and gritted his teeth: "Say! When did you get in touch with them?"

Zhou Luo moved his lips, so frightened that he couldn't make a sound for a long time.

"You're deaf! Speak, do you hear me?" Gao Yu shouted with staring eyes.

"I, I didn't...didn't contact them...really."

"You say it again?" Gao Yu clenched his wrist: "You fucking say it again!"

"Really not..." Zhou Luo had already begun to cry.

"Then what is this?" Gao Yu shook the note in his hand, then pointed to the phone number that just called: "They called you, what does that mean?"

"I... I never took it once..."

"So did you call them?"

"I...I...I."

"talk!"

"I was just...calling...for water."

After hearing this, Gao Yu couldn't help but sneered: "Just calling for water?"

Zhou Luo's eyes were red, and he said hoarsely: "Gao Yu, really, I didn't lie to you."

"You didn't lie to me?" Gao Yu raised his voice and said angrily, "You secretly contacted this couple behind my back, so you didn't lie to me?! You're poking my sore spot! You he Is Mom so indifferent to my feelings?"

Moisture slowly formed in Zhou Luo's eyes, shaking his head and choking with sobs: "I'm sorry Gao Yu, I'm sorry Gao Yu, I, I didn't tell you that they are in Beijing, but I really didn't go to see them, and I didn't contact them. They, except your father before..."

"He's not my father!" Gao Yu's eyes widened and he interrupted him furiously.

Zhou Luo looked at him timidly, not daring to say more.

Gao Yu tore up the note in his hand, and said to Zhou Luo: "In the future, if you dare to contact them again, then you should tell them to be careful, and you can't blame me for anything I do! "

After hearing this, Zhou Luo was stunned: "You, what do you mean?"

"What do I mean, you know it in your heart." Gao Yu narrowed his eyes: "Don't challenge my bottom line, even you Zhou Luo can't do it."

Zhou Luo showed an expression of disbelief, feeling a chill, and said in a trembling voice, "That's my mother, my own mother."

"Your own mother can't do it either, I don't allow you to have anything to do with them!" Gao Yu pinched Zhou Luo's face, his face was a little ferocious, and he gritted his teeth: "You are mine, mine alone. That kind of shameless thing, and then abandoning us, you are mine, I don’t like you to have any contact with them, understand? If you dare to carry me behind your back, try it, I will kill them, for sure meeting."

Zhou Luo looked at his favorite face in shock, and felt a throbbing pain in his heart. He trembled his lips, opened his mouth, and finally just nodded, but the tears betrayed him, and his vision blurred. Gradually, he couldn't see Gao Yu in front of him clearly.

"Why the hell are you crying?" Gao Yu couldn't help feeling uncomfortable when he saw Zhou Luo crying, and couldn't help but get angry: "I just don't let you see them."

Zhou Luo couldn't stop his tears, he bit his lip hard to keep himself from making a sound.

Seeing his forbearance, Gao Yu became even angrier: "You fucking bitch, right? Crying every now and then! Crying, crying, you're pregnant, do you know!?"

"Do you still know that Zhou Luo is pregnant?" Jiang Yuanyuan's sudden arrival made them both startled.

Zhou Luo hurriedly lowered his head to wipe away his tears, while Gao Yu had a gloomy face: "What are you doing here?"

"This is my house, why can't I come?" Jiang Yuanyuan gave him a blank look, and pulled Zhou Luo over: "Did that bastard Gao Yu bully you again?"

Zhou Luo shook his head: "No, no."

"It's nothing, I can see it clearly." Jiang Yuanyuan frowned, glared at Gao Yu who was full of anger, and pulled Zhou Luo: "Zhou Luo, what's wrong, tell me, I will avenge you."

Zhou Luo shook his head, wiped his eyes, and whispered, "No, it's fine."

Jiang Yuanyuan sighed, knowing that there was nothing to be asked from him, so she raised her chin at Gao Yu: "Hey, Gao Yu, you just got out of prison, why are you losing your temper? Do you know that this paragraph Time, did Zhou Luo suffer so much for you and shed so many tears, you just got nervous when you got home, do you want to be such a scumbag?"

Gao Yu took a deep breath, blew on the hair on his forehead, then scratched his hair irritably, and said lightly, "It's none of your business here."

Jiang Yuanyuan didn't care, snorted, and said to Zhou Luo, "Let's go out, ignore him." As he spoke, he pulled Zhou Luo out of the bedroom.

And Yang Yifan, who stood by the side without speaking, raised his eyebrows slightly. He had already investigated the matter of Gao Yu and Zhou Luo's family. He looked at Gao Yu and said, "Don't you think you are too sensitive?" Yet?"

Gao Yu looked at him and said calmly, "Don't you think you meddle too much?"

"Uh..." Yang Yifan was choked and had nothing to say, thinking to himself, if you have the same temper as the old man, you won't pay for your life if you choke to death!

Yang Yifan regained his composure, coughed, and said unhurriedly: "Mr. Gao, then I don't care about the housework between you and Mr. Zhou. Next, should we talk about it? I told you earlier. What happened?"

Gao Yu glanced at him: "Mr. Yang, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Yang Yifan smiled slightly: "It's not talking, I just want to tell you a story."

Gao Yu was at a loss: "Tell a story?"

Yang Yifan nodded and looked at him with a smile: "A story about your life experience."

This made Gao Yu even more confused, frowned, looked at Yang Yifan in a daze for a while, and asked, "My background? What do you mean?"

"After listening to my story, you will know what I mean."

Gao Yu laughed: "Then what if I don't want to hear it?"

Yang Yifan still smiled gently: "You will listen, this is what you promised me before." After a while: "I think Mr. Gao is not the kind of person who doesn't count his words."

Gao Yu smiled lightly: "Okay, then tell me."

Yang Yifan with a briefcase smiled: "Can I sit down and talk?"

Gao Yu nodded: "Whatever, except that Zhou Luo and I sleep in this bed."

Yang Yifan coughed in embarrassment, and Gao Yu raised his eyebrows: "Sit on the tatami." After speaking, he lifted his feet and sat on the small tatami mat.

Yang Yifan followed, sat quietly opposite, and conveniently put his briefcase beside him.

The tatami in the bedroom not only has a place to sit and lie down, but also a small table with water snacks. This is Jiang Yuanyuan’s favorite layout, and there is also a bear doll here, very warm and lovely small place.The house is rented to Gao Yu and the others. Zhou Luo likes to prepare a pot of hot tea, some snacks and fruits, a small pot of potted plants, and some books here. Gao Yu likes to have sex with Zhou Luo in this place.

Both of them belonged to men over 1.8 meters. In such a position, it can be said that they were sitting on the seat, curling up their two long legs, and looking at each other expressionlessly.

Gao Yu said, "Let's begin."

Yang Yifan cleared his throat and reminded: "The story is a bit long."

Gao Yu shrugged and said nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter." After a pause, he said, "However, it's best to simplify if possible."

Yang Yifan adjusted his mood and began to tell the so-called story slowly. He said: "More than 20 years ago, a rural girl surnamed Li came to the city to work with people from the same village. Party A's Shen family worked as a nanny. Because of her beauty and ingenuity, she was spotted by the young master of the Shen family at that time. She fell in love with her and had a relationship with her. I went back and forth with Li again, but Master Shen refused to listen. The old man had no choice but to fire Li and talk to her, asking her to leave the young master and leave this place and never appear again. Li did not compromise, she tried every means to find her secretly. Young Master Shen, but Young Master Shen didn't see him, but he saw his fiancée. The fiancee told Li that Young Master Shen was going to marry her, and told Li that she was a mistress who meddled in other people's feelings. The fiancée made a big fuss, and later she wanted to commit suicide to get Master Shen to come out to meet her. She wanted to find out whether she was a mistress, but unexpectedly found out that she was pregnant. The news of the big wedding of the young master of the Shen family in the newspapers, as well as the accusations of some public opinion, this Miss Li couldn't bear it. In order to escape everything in front of her, she resolutely left there with hatred. She was running around. At that time, I met a hooligan, and happened to be rescued by a gentleman named Gao, and took her injured home. In that closed era, he was not easy to take care of as a man, so he let his fiancée, a man named Pan The girl took care of Li, but later, in order to survive and to rely on the child in her womb, Li lied about being pregnant with Mr. Gao's flesh and blood. There was no way for Mr. Gao to cancel his engagement with that Miss Pan. Married Li and gave birth to a boy named Gao Yu in the same year."

Hearing this, Gao Yu's eyes turned cold: "What do you mean?"

Yang Yifan said bluntly: "The girl surnamed Li is named Li Anping, she is your mother, Mr. Gao is your adoptive father Gao Quanzhou, as for the one surnamed Pan, her name is Pan Fengdan, she is Zhou Luo's mother..."

"You fucking fart!" Before finishing speaking, Gao Yu interrupted furiously.

Yang Yifan frowned, not being frightened by Gao Yu, he continued: "Young Master Shen's name is Shen Shijie, I believe you have heard his name, he is the son of the famous real estate tycoon Shen Yuesong, also your biological father .”

With a stiff smile, Gao Yu said, "Really? Then I'm a rich third generation." The disdain and suspicion in his tone were very obvious.

Yang Yifan looked at him seriously: "Yes, it has now been confirmed that you are indeed the flesh and blood of the Shen family. This is the DNA certificate from the hospital." He took out a hospital certificate from the briefcase and handed it to Gao Yu.

Gao Yu looked at Yang Yifan with a cold face, glanced at the certificate on the table, hehehe, gritted his teeth and said, "Take your torn papers and get out quickly, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

"I haven't finished my story yet, Mr. Gao, no, it should be the young master."

"I'm fucking telling you to get out!" Gao Yu turned up the volume, glared at him and said angrily, "I don't have time to listen to your crap stories here, and I want to emphasize one thing, my mother is not the kind of meddler Other people’s mistress, and I have a jerk father, but it’s definitely not Shen Shijie. Whether your stories or DNA proof, it has nothing to do with me.” Then he said: “Don’t talk about the matter with Zhou Luo’s mother. It's as if you saw it with your own eyes!"

Yang Yifan looked at the angry Gao Yu and asked, "I don't understand, why are you so angry after hearing this story? Or are you talking about your mother..."

Gao Yu grabbed Yang Yifan's collar before he finished speaking, and Gao Yu said viciously: "Listen, I'll say it one last time, I'm not interested in listening to your story anymore, you go, don't show up again, otherwise I must You look good!" After speaking, he let go of him and sat back in his seat.

Regarding Gao Yu's anger, Yang Yifan had no choice. He adjusted his collar and tie, collected himself, opened his briefcase, and took out a thick document from it: "Here is a very detailed document. Recorded everything you want to know." Luton: "Including, your adoptive father Gao Quanzhou, Zhou Luo's mother, and your mother."

Gao Yu's nose bulged slightly, and he was obviously very angry. Holding back his anger, he uttered a word: "Get lost!"

Yang Yifan smiled very politely: "Then I won't disturb the young master, call me if you need anything." He took out a business card from his jacket pocket: "This is my business card, and there is my contact number on it. Way……"

"roll!"

Yang Yifan: "..."

Yang Yifan, who left, went downstairs, called Mr. Shen to report the situation after getting out of the elevator, and waited until the situation was finished.

Shen Yuesong asked: "Is he very angry?"

"Yes, very angry, especially when he heard that his mother was a mistress, his expression was extremely displeased."

"Well, he is my grandson, Shen Yuesong, what does he think?" It can be heard that the old man on the other end of the phone is very concerned about this.

"This..." Yang Yifan frowned in embarrassment and hesitated: "He, he seems to..."

"Speak straight, don't hesitate!"

Yang Yifan settled down: "Yes." He cleared his throat: "He doesn't seem to care much about this, and he also said that he has a father, but his father is Gao Quanzhou."

"That's all?" Shen Yuesong was obviously a little unhappy when he heard this.

"I also said that I don't want me to appear in front of him again, and I don't want me to mention anything about his parents."

After hearing this, Shen Yuesong didn't say anything more. Looking at the smoke from the cigar in front of him, he suddenly felt that his eyes were suffocating, and he calmed down: "Book me a plane ticket to Beijing, the sooner the better."

"Ah?" Yang Yifan was taken aback for a moment, then worried: "But master, you now..."

"What am I doing now?" Shen Yuesong interrupted him angrily: "I'm not sick or depressed, and it's not like I can't walk. I'll let you book a plane ticket. Why do you have so many things to do and talk so much every day? You're only three years old. In my teens, I'm about to catch up with an old man in his 70s." The old man was very dissatisfied, and he spoke as fast as a machine gun.

It's no wonder that what happened to his son has hit him hard recently. You must know that a white-haired person gives a black-haired person, and he is unwilling to go through it, especially for an old man with only one son and a very weak blood. It's cruel, too cruel.

"Okay, master." Yang Yifan could only be obedient, and boldly suggested: "Otherwise, master, you should come by special plane, it's also convenient."

"It's convenient for your size!" Mr. Shen exploded again: "I'm just a son, and now I'm lying in the hospital. I'm just such a grandson, and I still don't want to recognize me. You think my old man is at ease, right? I still have a private plane Thank you for thinking it out!"

"..." Yang Yifan wiped his sweat secretly, and didn't dare to say any more, nodded and bowed and said: "Understood, master, I will book you a plane ticket immediately."

"Hurry up." After speaking, Shen Yuesong hung up the phone, took a few puffs of the cigar in his hand, and rubbed the space between his eyebrows.

He sat on the sofa, thinking back on most of his life, and thought that although he was not a great person, he was still a small person who did good deeds. He had never owed his employees or done anything wrong. , and never did anything harmful, but why, not to mention his weak blood, he was forced to suffer the pain of a white-haired man giving away a black-haired man. People can't bear it.

But, fortunately, God is pitiful, let him know that he has a lost blood grandson, and he has descendants.

Thinking of this, Mr. Shen frowned, and dialed Yang Yifan's cell phone again: "Hey, how many days until my great-grandson is born?"

Yang Yifan was taken aback for a moment, then immediately understood what it meant, and replied, "It's less than a month away."

"Be specific."

"The answer given by the hospital is that the delivery period is about 20 days."

After hearing this answer, Shen Yuesong heaved a sigh of relief, thinking to himself, enough is enough, time is enough, because his son's dying wish is to see his son he has never met and his beloved grandson who will be born soon.

Shen Yuesong let out a long sigh: "Okay, I got it, let's talk about it when we meet."

"Okay, master." Hanging up the phone, Yang Yifan frowned, thinking thoughtfully of Zhou Luo, a man he met, it was really surprising that a man would be pregnant, but, although he only met in a hurry Two faces, but I think he is a nice little man.

Although the old man was about to lose his son, but now he not only had a grandson, but also a great-grandson, which can be said to have given him great comfort.

Thinking of this, Yang Yifan couldn't help but curl his lips. He was really happy for his old man, and he also prayed silently in his heart, hoping that their family could be reunited with each other beautifully.

With a sigh of relief, he started to make a call to arrange a flight for the old man.

After Yang Yifan left, Gao Yu directly threw all the information on the table, the certificate and the business card out along the balcony window.After closing the window, Gao Yu couldn't help but smiled wryly.

How ridiculous, how ironic.He thought about Yang Yifan's words, and his mother's entanglement with Zhou Luo's mother during her lifetime.

He just felt suffocated, uncomfortably suffocated, as if someone had strangled his neck, and Gao Yu slumped along the balcony wall and sat on the ground.

When Zhou Luo opened the door and walked in, Gao Yu was still a little unresponsive.

Zhou Luo walked up to him cautiously, and asked, "Gao Yu, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so ugly?"

Gao Yu's face was as pale as paper, and he raised his eyes to look at Zhou Luo, his eyes drifted and his expression was sad.

Zhou Luo's heart skipped a beat, and he frowned, "What's wrong?" As he spoke, he slowly puffed out his stomach and wanted to squat down.

"Don't." Gao Yu grabbed his hand to prevent him from squatting down, and then just hugged Zhou Luo's leg like that.

Zhou Luo felt that something was wrong. Gao Yu's face was so ugly and his eyes were dull, as if he had lost his soul. He asked softly, "Gao Yu, what's wrong with you?" He said: "If it's because of what happened just now, I apologize to you. I have figured it out. You are right. Don't worry, I will never have any thoughts about them again, nor will I..."

"No, Zhou Luo, no." Gao Yu hugged him tightly, and murmured, "Don't say sorry again, you don't need to apologize to me, you didn't apologize to me, no..." There was a crying tone in his voice .

Zhou Luo's heart twitched. He didn't understand why Gao Yu seemed to be stimulated by something for just a short while. He looked very distressed. He gently held Gao Yu's hand and whispered Said: "Get up, get up, the ground is cold."

Gao Yu didn't reply, just calmed down, stood up slowly, looked at Zhou Luo, and slowly touched his face with his hands.

Zhou Luo looked at him puzzled.

Gao Yu said, "I'll carry you to sit on the bed, okay?"

Zhou Luo was stunned, nodded: "Okay." After a short pause, he asked worriedly: "What's the matter?"

Gao Yu smiled bitterly: "It's okay." He picked up Zhou Luo and went to sit on the bed.

While sitting there, Gao Yu hugged Zhou Luo tightly the whole time, fearing that he would lose him.

Zhou Luojiu nestled in his arms quietly and obediently.

After a long time, Gao Yu broke the silence and asked Zhou Luo: "In the future, no matter what happens to us, don't leave me, okay?"

Zhou Luo was taken aback by what he said, and then raised his face to look at him: "You, what are you thinking about? I told you, I won't have anything to do with my mother and the others in the future." Pursing her lips: "What's more, Now, with him..." She looked at her stomach as she said, "I was still worried that you would not want me and my son." After saying this, there was a tinge of red on his face.

Gao Yu looked at him and said seriously: "As long as you don't leave me, I will never leave you even if I die."

"No, don't say death."

"Okay, let's not talk about death." Gao Yu said and kissed his lips, kissing him gently, bit by bit, with unprecedented tenderness, Zhou Luo raised his head slightly to cooperate with him.

The two kissed for a while, Gao Yu let go of Zhou Luo, lay down on the bed, his arms covered his eyes, and his long legs dangled outside the bed, no matter how he looked at him, he revealed loneliness and sadness.

Zhou Luo sat beside him, looked at him quietly for a while, couldn't bear it anymore, lay sideways beside him, took his hands away from his eyes, and asked gently: "What's the matter? Can you tell me? "

Gao Yu didn't speak, but quietly looked at Zhou Luo who was close at hand.

Zhou Luo frowned and said, "I told you, I won't talk to them..."

"Hush..." Gao Yu pressed his lips with his fingers, and then stretched out his arms to hug Zhou Luo into his arms. His legs and feet were curled up. This posture seemed to huddle himself and Zhou Luo into a ball for protection. .

Zhou Luo moved his body a little, and Gao Yu immediately let go of him, and asked worriedly, "Is the little thing in your stomach making a fuss?"

"No." Zhou Luo looked at his frowning brows, raised his hands to smooth him gently, and said distressedly: "You, what's wrong with you? I asked many times, but you didn't say anything."

Gao Yu grabbed his hand, put it to his mouth and kissed, murmured: "I just can't live without you, really, Zhou Luo, I can't imagine that I can live without you, I think I will die, really." Then he hugged Zhou Luo again and buried his head on his neck: "Don't leave me." Then said: "Don't leave me! Never let you leave me."

Zhou Luo was hurt by him, and he opened his mouth and whispered: "It hurts, Gao Yu, it hurts."

Because Gao Yu began to bite Zhou Luo's shoulders, neck and earlobe, each bite was quite heavy, as if he was branding Zhou Luo's mark, his own mark.At this moment, if Gu Nian Zhou Luo wasn't pregnant, Gao Yu really wanted to strip him naked, then penetrate him fiercely, enter his body fiercely, and force him to remember his own taste, and only know himself.

Gao Yu reached into Zhou Luo's clothes and kneaded on the warm skin, even twisting pieces of flesh in a perverted way.

Zhou Luo frowned and begged for mercy: "It hurts, Gao Yu, it hurts."

Gao Yu turned a deaf ear, went to pull Zhou Luo's clothes, and stripped him naked in a few strokes. On such a day, even though there was heating in the room, Zhou Luo still shivered.

He pressed the impatient Gao Yu: "I can't be... a child..."

Gao Yu panted heavily, looking at Zhou Luo who was frowning tightly, he forced himself to calm down and said, "I'm sorry." Then he pulled the quilt to wrap them up.

Feeling Gao Yu's trembling arm, Zhou Luo didn't know why. He was distressed and full of doubts. What Gao Yu presented to himself now was despair, an indescribable despair...

He reached out and stroked Gao Yu's back, as if comforting a child: "Although I don't know what's wrong with you, but don't worry, don't be afraid, I'm here, I've always been...not afraid, not afraid...don't be afraid. "

Gao Yu was amused by his consolation, a muffled laugh came, and then he curled his lips: "You still act like you were a child, coaxing me like a younger brother, what am I telling you, I have never thought about it since I was sensible. I just called you brother, and I only thought of you as my wife."

Zhou Luo blushed and didn't answer.

Gao Yu held Zhou Luo's face with a smile, his voice was low and his eyes were serious: "Do you love me?"

Zhou Luo looked at him: "Love."

Gao Yu approached again, and asked repeatedly: "Zhou Luo, do you love me?"

Zhou Luo blinked: "Love."

Gao Yu still approached, pressed his nose against him, and asked earnestly, "Zhou Luo, do you love Gao Yu?"

Zhou Luo froze for a moment, such an abnormal Gao Yu made him a little scared, he frowned: "You...what's the matter?"

"Answer me." Gao Yu said anxiously.

Zhou Luo nodded: "Love, I love you Gao Yu."

"Well, that's good, that's good." Gao Yu murmured, and buried his head into Zhou Luo's neck again.

The author has something to say: Little chrysanthemums, little chrysanthemums, Yuyu's life experience is slowly unraveling, and Luoluo's steamed stuffed bun is coming soon... Don't worry, there must be a plot you want... Believe me [Look at my sincerity] Eyes] Touching the back of your head, I found that the collection has grown, there are new chrysanthemums, okay?