evil sea tide

After Song Jue left, Yang Anqing sat on the sofa decadently.He was too out of control just now, or he has been in this restless state since the first time he saw Song Jue again.

His words seemed to have touched Song Jue a lot, and he looked remorseful and sad.But Yang Anqing didn't have any pleasure in revenge, and when he said those words, he felt equally uncomfortable.It's like a wound that has just scabbed and the flesh has been turned out again, which makes people feel a kind of heart-wrenching pain.

Those words had been buried in his heart for many years. Ever since he learned of Song Jue's cheating, there was an emotion brewing in his heart. This emotion was like a cancer, gradually spreading in his heart, and he couldn't vent it out. Because that would only arouse Song Jue's dissatisfaction.So he tried to endure and suppress it until his temperament changed drastically, from the original optimistic and cheerful to the later sensitive and suspicious.

He finally uttered those words, but every time he uttered a word, the scene of Song Jue's betrayal came to mind.He thought that he had let go of it long ago and didn't care about it, but he found that the scene in his mind was as clear as it happened yesterday.It turns out that he has never forgotten...

"father!"

The immature child's voice interrupted Yang Anqing's thoughts. He saw his son running out of the room, crawling to the sofa and sitting next to him. He held a bright red apple in his hand and said, "Dad, I want to eat an apple, please peel it for me."

Yang Anqing picked up the fruit knife on the coffee table and began to peel the apples. Yang Yang watched his father peel the apples into long and thin strips, scratched his head and then lowered his head.

This brat, I don't know what he's thinking...

My son is a ghost, he has many ideas, he is also very courageous, he loves to play and play, and he always gets into trouble. In the past few years, he has spent a lot of time thinking about him.Chao Sheng always asked him why he didn't find a partner. In fact, he was just afraid that his son would not like it and would feel wronged.Yang Anqing is willing to pay any price as long as he can grow up safely and healthily.

He didn't point out, waiting for Yang Yang's next move.

Unexpectedly, something that surprised him happened, the boy's face turned red, a little redder than the skin of the apple he peeled off.

It's really strange, this kid has a thicker skin than a city wall, what could make him blush like this?And the root of the ear is also a piece of pink.

Yang Yang found that his father was looking at him, and his face turned even redder.His hands were tightly pinching the corners of his clothes, he looked extremely nervous, his mouth opened and closed, and he looked like he was about to cry.

Yang Anqing couldn't help asking: "Yangyang, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Yang hugged him suddenly, buried his head on his chest, and asked sullenly: "That... Uncle Song... Is it, is it my other father?"

Yang Anqing froze, and the apple in his hand rolled to the ground.

After Chao had a child, he told Yang Yang the truth.But whenever Yang Yang asked about his other father, he would tell him bluntly that that man had passed away.

But Yang Yang and Song Jue look so much alike, plus what the old couple of the Song family said in front of his house... With his son's intelligence, how could he not think of it?

Yang Anqing suddenly had a panic in his heart. He felt that he was about to lose his son. No child would hate his father. Could it be that Yang Yang wanted to...

Who knows that at this time Yang Yang suddenly buried himself in his chest and began to cry, crying intermittently: "He, he bullied, are you right? So, you, hate him? He is a bad guy, I don't, no Recognize him, I only want, only you, Dad, woo woo woo..."

"Dad, I, I will be obedient, don't, don't let them take me, take me away, I'm not going anywhere!!"

Although he wants to have parents like other children, or have two fathers who love him like Haibao, but if the price is to let him leave his father, then he would rather not!In his heart, no one can take the place of his father.

The child was crying out of breath, tears and snot smeared on Yang Anqing's chest, making the white shirt wet.There were hot tears in Yang Anqing's eyes. He touched his son's little head, hugged him tightly, and cried against his little face: "No one can take you away from Dad! Dad loves you, We will never be apart!"

Hearing what his father said, Yang Yang cried even louder, "WooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooDad, then you promise, pull the hook!"

He stretched out his little finger, and Yang Anqing followed his example and stretched out his hand. The two little fingers hooked together, forming the strongest oath.

"Father promises." Yang Anqing hugged his son and put him in his arms, kissing his little face, his heart couldn't be more moved.

What is the past?No matter how hateful Song Jue was, at least he did one good thing, which was to give himself such a caring and sensible son.He shouldn't complain again and again, it will only make him suffer and make Yang Yang feel uneasy.He should completely forget about the past, live his life well, and raise his son.

He patted Yang Yang's back to calm him down gradually.It wasn't until the sound of "gurgling" came from the stomachs of the two that the warm atmosphere between the father and son was broken.The older one and the younger one looked at each other and smiled, and the younger one said shyly, "Dad, I'm hungry..."

Yang Anqing hugged him and stood up and said, "Go, Dad will take you to eat something good today! We can eat whatever you want!"

"Yeah!!!" Seduced by the food, Yang Yang quickly forgot the worry just now.He is so smart and cute, Dad is reluctant to give him to others!

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Song Jue didn't know how he left Yang Anqing's house.

What Yang Anqing had said was playing repeatedly in his mind.He has imagined for the past few years that the harm he inflicted on Yang Ze has become a bloody reality.That was far more terrifying than what he had imagined in his mind.

He still remembers how happy he was when he first met Yang Ze, carefree, open-minded and open-minded, as if nothing in the world could trouble him.

Since when did he become so sentimental, sensitive and delicate?

Song Jue suddenly realized that he was thinking too much.He used to think that as long as he sincerely repented and there was no one else around Yang Ze, he would have a chance to get him back.But he was wrong, when he was stuck in the memory, Yang Ze had turned into Yang Anqing, striding forward.

His appearance can only bring trouble and burden to Yang Anqing.As he said, if you really love him, then don't show up again...

When Song Jue returned home, his heart was numb. On the one hand, he couldn't convince himself to give up like this, and on the other hand, he couldn't bear to bother Yang Anqing anymore.He has suffered enough because of himself, and his current life is very peaceful. It would be too beastly to disturb him at this time.

At least Yang Anqing and Yang Yang are still there.Song Jue comforted herself like this, compared to the hard search for the past eight years, it is much better now.He Song Jue can't do anything else, perhaps his only advantage is his persistence.When he particularly wants to accomplish something or get something, he can devote his energy to it day and night until he achieves his goal.

After finally finding Yang Anqing, he wished he could stay by his side every day and see him every second, so although he felt sorry in his heart, he knew that he could not do what Yang Anqing asked.

That night Song Jue stayed up all night, his eyes staring blankly at the ceiling.The tears in Yang Ze's eyes and every word of accusation made him feel distressed. It is hard to buy regret medicine in the world. What kind of magic did he possess eight years ago to sacrifice such a precious relationship for those irrelevant people?

The next day, Song Jue didn't go to the company.After a sleepless night, he didn't feel the slightest fatigue. As soon as it was dawn, he drove back to the community of Yang Anqing's house.

He parked the car in a park not far from the community, walked back to Yang Ze's house, and gave the security guard a sum of money at the door, telling him to pretend he didn't see anything, because maybe in the future, he would appear in countless times here.

He walked to the bottom of Yang Anqing's residential building, found a corner, stood against the wall, and kept his eyes on the direction of the exit.

Residents came out one after another, including grandpas and aunts who went to morning exercises, office workers who had to drive the bus, and parents who sent their children to school, but there were no shadows of Yang Anqing and Yang Yang among those people.

He waited anxiously. Finally, two figures, one big and one small, appeared at the door. The little one frowned and pouted, looking unhappy, while the big one was coaxing behind——

"Yangyang, don't be angry, Dad will drive faster later, and I promise you won't be late, okay? Dad didn't oversleep on purpose, please forgive Dad this time?"

Yang Yang reluctantly accepted his apology, "If I'm late for school today, you must explain to our class teacher."

"No, no, let's go faster."

The father and son walked to the parking lot. Song Jue poked his head out from behind the wall and watched them get into the car and then drove towards the door.He didn't dare to show his head, he could only watch them disappear from sight.

Although this process only lasted less than a few minutes, it made him feel very satisfied. He decided to come over again when Yang Yang was out of school.

Song Jue went to work refreshed. He was extremely energetic all day long, and his face was full of spring breeze, which made the employees think that the boss's good news was about to come. Who would have thought that he was secretly happy just because he spied on his sweetheart and son.

Song Jue was obsessed with this feeling, and every day he came to Yang Anqing's community and wandered around, watching Yang Anqing send his son to school, buy vegetables and return home, and then went to pick up the child in the afternoon.

On weekends, he would take Yang Yang to a youth football club, which was actually the one his nephew went to! !The young man he saw last time might be Yang Anqing!

Song Jue was filled with remorse. It turned out that he had found him so early, but passed by by accident.God was cruel to him.

But fortunately, he hasn't lost him completely, and he can still look at him like this, which somewhat gives him some comfort.

One day, Yang Anqing came back from the park with her son, and when they were halfway there, it suddenly started to rain heavily.Yang Anqing held an umbrella and walked forward holding his son's hand. When he was fast entering the community, there was a big puddle in front of him, so he handed the umbrella to his son, squatted down, and signaled Yang Yang to climb up.

Yang Yang happily lay on his back, buried his head in his father's neck and shoulders, and hummed a nursery rhyme just taught at school. His crisp voice overwhelmed the sound of rain and reached Song Jue's ears——

"Little Swallow, wearing a floral dress, comes here every spring..."

Hearing the familiar melody, Yang Anqing also sang along with his son, and the father and son walked home on the waves while singing.

From a carefree and lively youth to a solid and reliable father, Song Jue didn't know how many ups and downs and tribulations he had gone through, all he knew was that it must be a hardship beyond his imagination.What he saw was a strong father who supported his son with a blue sky without wind and rain with his not broad shoulders, allowing him to grow up freely and happily.

At some point, Song Jue unconsciously hummed that nursery rhyme along with Yang Anqing and his son.How much he wanted to stand beside them, he carried his son on his back, Yang Anqing held an umbrella for them, and the family supported each other to go home in the rain.

But no matter how much he desires, he can only hide in the distance secretly, like a most despicable spy, greedily watching the father and son who are enjoying themselves.

The sourness in my heart gradually spread, and at the same time, there was a bitter taste.God's punishment for him is far from over, because compared to what Yang Ze endured back then, his own is nothing at all.

Song Jue became a complete voyeur. Whenever he was free, he would go to Yang Anqing's place and wait for him downstairs.Even if he can't see their father and son, he will feel inexplicably at ease if he can stay closer to them.He couldn't refuse this wonderful feeling, and he was even more unwilling to go home and face the empty cold room. The security guards here already knew him, and because of his bribery, they turned a blind eye to his behavior. Anyway, he just watched Look, nothing happened.

Later, it gradually developed to the point where I didn't come here every day, as if something was missing.His frequent snooping caught Yang Anqing's attention. He could always feel a vague gaze staring at him, but Song Jue's covert work was so good that he never found out.

Regardless of weekdays or holidays, no matter whether it is windy or rainy or the sky is clear, Song Jue never fails to come here to report.But there was a summit meeting that he had to attend that day, and it was open all day, so he couldn't spare time for voyeurism, so he had to send Tommy to replace him.

Unexpectedly, on this day, something happened to Yang Anqing and his son, which scared Song Jue half out of his wits.

With the joint efforts of him and Hai Donglin, they found the place where Yang Anqing and the others were being held.At that time, the thick smoke from the abandoned warehouse had blackened most of the sky, and Song Jue was anxious like ants on a hot pot, looking for traces of the father and son everywhere.

Finally he found them, he untied Yang Anqing's rope, and before he had time to say anything, he urged them to run to the door, because the place was about to be engulfed by flames.

Just when they were about to reach the door, he saw a thick beam wrapped in flames fall down, and it was about to hit Yang Anqing!

Before Song Jue's brain could react, his body had already moved first. He jumped up instinctively, protecting Yang Anqing and his son.

"hiss……"

The smell of burnt flesh permeated the surrounding instantly, and he saw Yang Anqing's worried eyes.

"I...it's fine, let's go..."

They finally escaped to Shengtian, with the collapsed warehouse and the flames flying into the sky behind them, Song Jue finally couldn't hold on, and fainted on the ground.

When he woke up, the first thing he saw was Yang Anqing with a complex expression.

Although the pain in the back seemed to be burning, and the head was dizzy and seemed to be running a fever, but the moment he saw Yang Anqing, he suddenly felt that these were nothing, and that they were safe and sound, which was better than anything else.

At that time, his mind was blank, he only knew that Yang Anqing should not be allowed to have an accident, even if he used his life to exchange the safety of their father and son, he would not even frown.He even had an idea that if he died in the sea of ​​fire like this at that time, it would be regarded as atonement for the sins he committed in the past, and he would not have the slightest complaint.I just don't know if Yang Anqing will be sad because of his death.

Seeing Yang Anqing's face, he knew that his injury was too worthwhile, but only losing half his life could be exchanged for Yang Anqing's gentle treatment, and he was content with it.

But just when he had a little hope, Yang Anqing told him that he didn't hate him anymore.

Almost instantly, Song Jue understood what he meant: Not hating also means not loving.Yang Anqing forgave him, but she just wanted to be two strangers with him, and they would never meet again in their lifetime.

The flame in his heart was extinguished, Song Jue's whole body dimmed again, Yang Anqing left, this time, he probably won't come again.

At this moment, Song Jue suddenly felt that he should die in that fire, which would at least leave a thought in Yang Anqing's heart, instead of being as light as a gust of wind, leaving nothing behind.

He let out a long sigh, unable to believe that the person who had been in his heart for 16 years had just left him.

No...they won't end up like this...

He is only 34 years old, and there are still many years to come. He is not willing to die alone with the memories of the past alone!

On the day Song Jue was discharged from the hospital, the old couple of the Song family excitedly came to the hospital to pick him up, only to find that the bed was empty and their son had long since disappeared.

"This brat!" Song Likun stomped his feet fiercely.

Song's mother cleaned up her son's remaining mess and laughed, "Don't scold him, old man, he can't wait to see them."

It is self-evident who "they" are, Song Likun could only curl his lips helplessly, packed up with his wife and went home.

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It has been a whole week since Song Jue told him the words "start over as ordinary friends".At first, Yang Anqing thought that he would pursue him like in the past, and was worried about how to deal with it, but she didn't expect Song Jue to disappear out of thin air after saying that, never to appear again.

Yang Anqing was like a two-zhang monk who couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in the other party's gourd.Based on his understanding of Song Jue, since he has decided to do this, he will definitely follow through to the end. Is there something wrong with being so abnormal these days?Has his injury recurred?

Should I go to the hospital to see him?

Yang Anqing thought about it, but found that she was still worried about Song Jue, so she quickly suppressed this thought.Song Jue saved his and Yang Yang's lives, and if he said that he no longer hated him, then he really let go, but it is impossible for him to accept Song Jue again, no one can really ignore that kind of past .

He stayed in the room in a daze, when Yang Yang suddenly knocked on his door and came in, holding a notebook and a pen in his hand, "Dad, the neighbor next door is so noisy, I can't even do my homework with peace of mind."

That's right, what are you doing next door, so noisy every day?

There are only two families on each floor of their community, and a family named Zhang lives next door. It is a typical family of three. They have had a good relationship with them in the past few years. He will send them some pastries, and as a return gift, he will also send some of the products in the store to their children.

He asked Yang Yang to stay in his room and continue to do his homework, and chose to go to the next door to inquire, so that if something happened to someone's family, he could help.

The man who greeted him was Zhang Mao, the male owner of the house, who was about the same age as him.

"Brother Zhang, I'm sorry to bother you so late. This is a new item in our store. I want to give it to your family, Yuanyuan. It's just right for that child to use."

Zhang Mao is a smart man. Looking at him like this, he knew that the noise in his house was too loud, which attracted the attention of the neighbors.It was also his negligence, he planned to move out and didn't tell his old neighbors, but he wasn't to blame, it happened so suddenly, he didn't even have time to clean up the house, so how could he have time to care about other things.

"Xiao Yang, it's my fault. I didn't say hello to you in advance. Our family is moving out. I've been busy packing things these days. Did I disturb you?"

Yang Anqing was taken aback, "Move away? Where to move? Isn't this house pretty good? We just moved in not long ago."

Zhang Mao pulled him into the house, made him a cup of tea, and said, "Of course it's good here. The location of the community is good and the property is good. If it's okay, I don't want to move out."

"What's the matter? Brother Zhang, we usually become neighbors when we come in. If you have something to say, I will definitely help if I can help!"

Zhang Mao smiled, and said in a brisk tone: "Don't worry, what I said has something to do, it's a good thing!!"

Then he looked back in the direction of the bedroom, and seeing that his wife didn't seem to have heard, he pulled Yang Anqing and whispered in his ear, "My wife won't let me talk about this, but I think it's good for us to be hypocritical. It’s okay. Actually, a few days ago, someone suddenly wanted to buy my house. Of course I refused, the location is good and it’s convenient for everything, but the other party seems to be determined to get our house, saying that a fortune teller has done it for him. The house is very prosperous, as long as you live here, you will have a wife and children, and you don’t have to worry about anything, so you want to buy my house at all costs, guess how much I sold for this house?"

Looking at Zhang Mao's complacent look, he knew that the sum must not be small. Yang Anqing didn't say anything, always thinking that this sounded weird.

Zhang Mao said a number that made Yang Anqing's jaw almost drop to the ground, "This, so many!!"

This is almost twice the market price!Which fool can do such a thing!Why didn't this good thing happen to him! ! !