Difficult to quit

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At the airport in City B, the private plane slowly stopped and taxied, and Li Qingyang and Song Xueqian walked out of the cabin.

After flying for nearly ten hours, both of them looked tired, and Li Qingyang's neat handmade suit was also wrinkled.

Song Xueqian turned off the flight mode as soon as he landed, and called Li Qinghai first, but no one answered after ringing for a long time.

"What's the situation, there are times when Saburo and Li Ershao don't answer the phone." Song Xueqian muttered dissatisfiedly, "Could it be that he is still sleeping? What time is it?"

Li Qingyang remembered the news spread abroad that his two younger brothers had been fighting fiercely recently, so he answered, "Maybe it's because they are busy with business and are too tired."

Song Xueqian misunderstood what he meant, "What's there to be tired of, he and Xiao Zhuang Yi treated each other like guests when we called last time."

Li Qingyang made him laugh, stretched out his hand to straighten his sleepy hair, "Your power of association really amazes me - I'm talking about work, what are you thinking about?"

Song Xueqian choked, followed behind him and retorted unconvinced in a low voice, "Can you blame me? Just now some beast insisted on dragging me on the plane, and even if I encountered strong air currents, it wouldn't work. My waist would hurt." Broken—is this a human thing?"

Li Qingyang coaxed him perfunctorily, "My fault, I was wrong, I will carry you away?"

"No need!" Song Xueqian gave him a white look, he was shameless and he wanted more!

The two left the airport along the VIP passage, and got into the waiting black Volvo. Song Xueqian sighed again: "I don't know how they are doing now, Xiao Zhuangyi forgives Qinghai for not having it."

The words were talking to himself, but his eyes kept wandering towards Li Qingyang.

"Want to listen to me?" Li Qingyang raised his gold-rimmed glasses and gave him a sideways look.

"Okay." Song Xueqian responded immediately, without even being polite.

Li Qingyang laughed angrily at him. He was very tired from the long-distance flight. He didn't sleep much when he was dealing with business on the plane, and he was too lazy to waste his tongue on the relationship between the two children.

But the kid from his family looked at him anxiously, he tossed the kid hard on the plane just now, if he doesn't coax him well now, it seems that it can't be justified.

He then took a sip of water, leaned on the back seat and closed his eyes to rest his mind, and said, "The key to this matter still lies in Zhuang Yi."

"How to say?" Song Xue asked for advice modestly, helped him take off his glasses and put them aside, telling him to lean more comfortably.

Li Qingyang simply lay down on his lap, and said to him in a hoarse voice: "It seems that Qinghai is the one who made the mistake. As long as he apologizes and removes all the barriers from the past, then they can start over again."

"Go ahead." Song Xueqian graciously massaged his temples.

"But the biggest gap is in Zhuang Yi's heart." Song Xueqian's technique was good, and Li Qingyang's eyebrows and eyes were relaxed, "I guess what he cares most about is not the bullying when he was exposed for being gay, nor all the things he lost in the past."

Zhuang Yi will not blame Li Qinghai for his studies, future, and future.

Song Xueqian asked: "Is that his father's car accident?"

Li Qingyang shook his head: "The car accident is not entirely Qinghai's fault, Zhuang Yi knows in his heart that although this matter cannot be forgotten, he will not always hold grudges."

Song Xueqian didn't understand: "Then what is he most concerned about?"

Li Qingyang suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him, "Ah Song, if one day I leave without saying anything..."

Song Xueqian was stunned for a moment, his heart turned cold, but he still asked, "Why are you leaving?"

"That's right," Li Qingyang guided him lazily, "Why should I leave?"

Song Xueqian was stunned for two seconds, then he had an epiphany.

"Yes, yes, yes, I know, I know what Zhuang Yi cares most about!" He anxiously looked for his phone, "I have to explain this to him, so just tell him!"

He moved so much that Li Qingyang almost slipped off his lap, sat up straight by himself, and stared at him disapprovingly.

Song Xueqian didn't pay attention at all, took out his phone and hesitated again, "What if Zhuang Yi doesn't answer my call, I'd better send him a WeChat message."

Only when he opened WeChat did he realize that he didn't have Zhuang Yi's WeChat at all.

Li Qingyang coughed dissatisfiedly beside him.

Song Xueqian seemed to think of him at this time, "Do you have Zhuang Yi's WeChat?"

Before Li Qingyang could speak, Song Xueqian reached out his hand, took the phone from his pocket, and unlocked it with his thumb.

Li Qingyang had a lot of work contacts on WeChat, and if he changed his mind, he would have to be vigilant even if he glanced at his phone. Song Xueqian directly found Zhuang Yi in his WeChat contacts, but Li Qingyang didn't say anything.

Being ignored by the children all the time, he felt a little bored.

He has always known that Song Xueqian values ​​friendship, especially for his younger brother, it is not an exaggeration to say that he can give his life to the other party.

The first time Li Qingyang saw Song Xueqian, it was when he woke up and learned that Li Qinghai had taken the blame for him, crying loudly in the ward.

Li Qingyang himself hadn't cried for many years. In order to keep Li Qinghai, he came to warn the group of bastards not to talk nonsense, but was surprised to be stopped by Song Xueqian's crying.

He stood silently at the door of the ward for a while, listening to Song Xueqian yelling that he stabbed someone and going to confess to the police, tried to go in several times to stop him, but finally turned and left.

He grew up in a wealthy family since he was a child, and he was used to intrigue and treachery. Before he could walk, he asked his aunt several times to make calculations and almost lost his life. He grew into the indifferent and wise look after many rich and powerful turmoil.

He asked himself that even if his parents passed away, he might not cry like this.After all, the two were just a family marriage back then, and for so many years, they seemed to be in harmony and separated from each other, just maintaining the dignity of a husband and wife on the surface; both of them gave his parents love, but they never let him experience the warmth of home.

Later, he personally taught them the confession, and suddenly found that Song Xueqian was the smartest one in that group, not even his younger brother Li Qinghai.

This young man has intelligence that even he admires, but he is completely different from him. He is very affectionate and has rich emotions that he does not have.

So even Li Qingyang didn't realize it. He had remembered this young man for many years, until he was invited to give a speech at the University College London Economics Department, and recognized Song Xueqian who was sleeping in the first row at a glance on the stage.

Li Qingyang pulled away from his memories. Song Xueqian was about to speak to Zhuang Yi when he turned around and poked him, "You were joking just now, right? You wouldn't just leave without saying a word, would you?"

The haze in Li Qingyang's heart dissipated instantly because of his words, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "You have always run away when you disagree with each other. When did I do such a thing?"

"It's because I've done so many things that I feel guilty." Song Xueqian muttered without guilt, lowering his head and focusing on speaking to Zhuang Yi.

"Hey, Xiao Zhuang Yi, I'm Song Xueqian, you Song Ge. He went back to Li's house in Qinghai without saying a word. Didn't he tell you why? Hey, this person in Qinghai is sometimes stubborn. Let me explain to you. In fact, this incident was not Qinghai's fault, it was Song Xueqian who blamed me..."

On the country road in the mountains, Li Qinghai gasped and ran wildly, when an off-road vehicle behind suddenly accelerated and slammed into their car.

Both of them were shocked by the collision, and at the same time, a car overtook them from the left and squeezed them, and kept shifting to the right.

Panshan Road is a two-way single lane, with the mountain on the left and the cliff on the right outside the guardrail. Li Qinghai's car was squeezed so hard that it rubbed against the guardrail, causing a series of sparks from friction at high speed.

The back road was blocked by the off-road vehicles behind, Li Qinghai couldn't slow down, he kicked the accelerator to the end, the big G speeded up in an instant, and got rid of the car on the left amidst the harsh scraping sound.

Big G got off the winding mountain road and plunged straight into the woods.

Four cars followed and followed suit.

All the way downhill in the woods, Li Qinghai relied on the good performance of the big G to run over the grass and stones all over the ground without slowing down. When he rushed out of the woods, he could not see the following vehicles for a while.

He turned into a rural road, took out his mobile phone and dialed to ask his people to come over as soon as possible. Before he hung up the phone, the car suddenly shook again!

The off-road vehicle from earlier caught up and slammed into their car.

Li Qinghai narrowed his eyes slightly, and fierce hostility filled his eyes. He didn't hide at this time, and slammed the steering wheel, and the big G rushed out of the country road diagonally with the off-road vehicle.

The driver of the off-road vehicle hurriedly turned the direction and stepped on the brakes, but it was too late. He was squeezed and hit the big rock on the side of the road, and the car and the people rolled directly down the hillside!

Big G hit a big tree and hung obliquely on the hillside. The engine stopped, and thick smoke billowed from the hood of the car.

Li Qinghai took off his seat belt, and immediately went to see Zhuang Yi beside him, "Are you injured?"

"It's okay." Zhuang Yi shook his head, and reached out to unbuckle his seat belt, "What about you?"

"It's okay." Li Qinghai replied, leaned over to look carefully at Zhuang Yi, and saw that his face was scratched, but his expression was not seriously injured.

Just a second before hitting the tree, Li Qinghai used his last reaction to turn the steering wheel to the right with all his strength. His side was hit so hard that the windshield was shattered into spider webs; Bumped their heads when they hit a tree.

The car was stuck on a big tree, the body was leaning to the right side, Zhuang Yi's seat belt was stuck, and he didn't untie it for a long time. He looked up and saw a line of blood running down Li Qinghai's forehead, and wiped it off for him. , wiped the wetness of his hand.

"Your head is broken," Zhuang Yi's tone was a little anxious: "Is there an emergency medicine kit in the car?"

"Don't worry about that, you won't die." Li Qinghai helped him unbuckle his seat belt, pulled it twice and suddenly stopped.

"Zhuang Yi," he said abruptly, "Just now in the ward, your mother asked me about the car accident that year."

Zhuang Yi was stunned for two seconds, and then asked in a low voice: "You, what did you say?" There was a tremor in his voice that he didn't notice.

Li Qinghai just smiled, "To be honest, this matter has something to do with me, because I like you, let my family know."

He leaned over to get something in the glove box, "Your seat belt can't be pulled off, I'll just cut it off when I find something."

Zhuang Yi bit his lip hard. It was too inappropriate for Li Qinghai to bring up this topic, but he had no choice but to keep asking.

The damn seat belt suffocated his heart, he took a breath, and asked him again: "Then, what did my mother say?"

Li Qinghai sighed, and looked back at him pleadingly, "Can I give you a hug?"

Zhuang Yi didn't know how to answer him.

Li Qinghai didn't move, just looked at him.

"Little Zhuang Yi," he used the address many years ago, "give me a hug, okay? I'll tell you everything you want to know, just give you a hug."

Zhuang Yi was silent and let him hug him into his arms.

He seemed to wake up suddenly, and stretched out his hand to punch Li Qinghai hard, "Why didn't you tell my mother about it and discuss it with me! My mother is not in good health, what did you tell her? You made up your own mind again! "

"Don't hit." Li Qinghai injured his internal organs when the car crashed just now, and now he was punched and coughed twice, and the sweet smell of blood filled his throat. He grabbed his hand and pressed it behind his back. Coax him softly: "I confessed everything to my aunt, she is not angry, really."

"Just today, for the last time, I will never make my own decisions in the future, and I will listen to you in everything, okay?"

Zhuang Yi was anxious about what he had said to his mother, but at this moment, a very bad feeling suddenly surged in his heart, as if a very cold wind had blown over him, as if the day eight years ago At night he suddenly looked up and saw the oncoming truck.

His body bounced up instinctively, trying to push Li Qinghai away.

But Li Qinghai was faster than him.

There was a crisp "click", and two cold iron rings cuffed his handcuffs behind his back, using the same pair of handcuffs that Sun Chongming had handcuffed him.

Li Qinghai wiped his face and helped him wipe off the dirt, "Auntie said let me take good care of you and don't hurt you again."

Zhuang Yi was stunned for a moment, and after a moment he understood what he was going to do, and immediately struggled frantically.

"This car has been modified, and the body is bulletproof." Li Qinghai said, "And their target is me. As long as I show up, they won't touch you again."

"Li Qinghai! Let go of me fucking!" Zhuang Yi didn't care, and tried his best to hit Li Qinghai, but his hands were handcuffed behind his back and his body was restrained by the seat belt, so he couldn't touch Li Qinghai at all.

"There is a positioning device in the car, and my people will come to find you in a while." Li Qinghai wanted to say something, but in the end he just took a deep look at Zhuang Yi, "Don't be afraid."

After he finished speaking, he opened the door and got out of the car.

The window glass rose slowly, and Li Qinghai would lock the car door after it went up completely.

Then break off the car key, no one will want to hurt his Zhuang Yi.