evil sea tide

Thunder and lightning flashed in Song Jue's ears, making his brain buzz.

Sixteen years ago, in the 16 dormitory of Jiangzhou University, the 506-year-old Yang Ze, blushing for the first time, put his arms around his neck and summoned up the courage to say "I love you" to him.That was the first time Song Jue heard someone say this to him. He still remembers the throbbing at that time. Even if he was a gamer, he couldn't help but be touched by Yang Ze's steadfastness.Yang Ze is a person who likes to express his feelings clearly, even if it is just for a meal, he will come over and quickly kiss him on the cheek, and then repeat those three words, as if he is afraid that Song Jue will not know him like the mind.The young Yang Ze is like a soft fireball, warm but not scorching, he infects everyone around him with his enthusiasm and frankness.

But if this sentence was repeated too much, Song Jue gradually felt numb, so in the end, he would push him away calmly and smile perfunctorily.Yang Ze was like air to him, the foundation of his existence, but he ignored it because he was invisible and colorless. Song Jue didn't know what he had lost until he turned and left.

Now, he is willing to pay any price in exchange for Yang Anqing saying those three words to him again with a slightly drunken look.But the "you" in this sentence became "he". He seemed to see the shadow of another man in Yang Anqing's eyes, which made him loathe and hate.

Song Jue shook her head lightly, unable to believe it: "An Qing, this is not true, it's just an excuse you used to force me to give up, sorry?"

The expression on Yang Anqing's face was calm and flat. After the obsession with love, there was only a pool of stagnant water left in his heart. He would never have the same enthusiasm for anyone, including Song Jue, whom he had loved madly.

He said coldly: "Song Jue, you are already 34, stop being so naive. The world doesn't revolve around you, and you can do whatever you want. Maybe my feelings for him haven't reached the level of 'love' yet. degree, but I clearly know that I like him. I have never met someone like him. He and I have the same view on love and marriage. We believe that we can manage a family well. In this relationship, I am no longer the one who pays unilaterally. He respects me, loves me, is willing to listen to every nonsense I say, and never feels irritable. Even if he is busy with work, he will find time to call me and tell me about the day What did you do, even if it was only for a few minutes. Song Jue, you never gave me all of this..."

Yang Anqing's words seemed like the cruelest punishment to Song Jue. Song Jue was tied to the punishment post and endured Ling Chi's pain.His face was ashen, and finally he gradually understood a truth: if you miss it, you will lose it forever...

"No one is born to like to be mean. I also hope to be cared for and loved by others. I hope to receive reciprocal love. I hope that my efforts will be cherished. Song Jue, do you understand?"

Song Jue wanted to tell him loudly: I understand, I will care about you, love you, and treat you with patience and consideration several times greater than yours, but why don't you want to look at me again?

The mouth was slightly opened, but nothing came out after all.The person in front of him was vaguely the one he remembered, but Yang Ze, who loved him as much as his life, was no longer in the familiar body. Standing in front of him was a man named Yang Anqing. He was the father of a child and he was independent. Strong and not easily confused, he clearly knows what kind of person is suitable for him and who he should choose.

Yang Anqing didn't have the heart to go on. Song Jue, who was once so proud, would show such a sad and hopeless look, which he never imagined.If he was still the same Yang Ze in the past, if he could have confessed to him nine years ago, he might have softened his heart and agreed to him.

Finally, Yang Anqing turned her head away, pointed to the direction of the door and said to him softly: "That's all I want to say, Song Jue, you can go. From now on...you don't have to do those things anymore, it's not suitable for you..."

Song Jue's feet weighed a thousand catties as if they were filled with lead. He carried the heavy weight and walked towards the door like a walking corpse. His tall figure staggered out of Yang Anqing's house.The moment the door closed, he heard a sigh behind him.

He had a terrible headache, as if there was an awl drilling in his head, and he almost fainted from the pain.After finally supporting his body to come to the sofa, he suddenly fell down and sat down.He closed his eyes, sweating profusely all over his body, and finally lay down on the sofa and passed out.

Both Yang Anqing and Ye Xingqu wanted to live together, so after confirming their relationship, Ye Xingqu wanted to invite Yang Anqing to his house for a meal and officially introduce him to his family.Although Yang Anqing felt that this matter was a bit too urgent, he was very moved by Ye Xingqu's actions and saw his sincerity.Yang Anqing feels that when they fall in love at this age, the most important thing is not love, but that they can live together. After all, love can't be eaten as food, and firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea are the basis of life.He intends to have a serious relationship with Ye Xingqu and try to like him.

Yang Anqing decided not to bring Yang Yang for the first time. Although his son is very sensible, it will take a long time for him to accept Ye Xingqu, and he is afraid that he will not be able to accept it at that time.

After all, she wanted to meet her elders, so Yang Anqing dressed more formally this time, and took some time to tidy herself up. Looking at herself in the mirror, Yang Anqing nodded with satisfaction, and she almost looked like she was back then.He is a person who doesn't pay much attention to his appearance, and usually puts his focus on his son and work. In fact, it's quite easy to clean up.

Yang Anqing also bought a box of white tea as a gift, because I heard that this tea is especially suitable for women to drink. Ye Xingqu's family only has a mother and sister, so it should be a right gift.

Although it was his first visit, Yang Anqing was not very nervous, probably because Ye Xingqu made him feel so at ease, and even made him have a good impression of his family, he thought they must be easy to get along with.

He didn't drive this time, Ye Xingqu picked him up.When he was in the car, he also asked what he should pay attention to next time, Ye Xingqu said with a light smile: "It's good that you are like this, my mother and sister will definitely like you."

These words made Yang Anqing very useful, and she felt a little smug in her heart.

But when he came to his house, Yang Anqing was still a little surprised. He knew that Ye Xingqu's family was in a good position, but he didn't expect that he lived in a villa. Being able to afford such a house in the imperial capital seemed to be more prosperous than he imagined .

However, after seeing the extravagance of Song Jue and Hai Donglin, Yang Anqing didn't have much reaction to it. He never thought of finding a man to make a fortune. His company has developed very well in the past few years. His size He is also a boss, maybe in a few years, he will be able to buy such a big house for his son.

Ye Xingqu led him into the door, and walked through the porch to the living room. He thought his family would be there, but Ye Xingqu said to the servants at home: "The guests are here, let mom and sister come down."

This is probably the way rich people do it, two words - pay attention to.It's a bit like the big family he's seen in TV dramas, the owner can only show up when there are guests.

Not long after, two well-dressed women came down from upstairs. The one in front looked to be in her early 40s, and the one in the back was around [-]. The two had exquisite makeup and elegant manners. Their facial features were somewhat similar to those of Ye Xingqu. Like, it should be his mother and sister.

Yang Anqing took the initiative to greet them and introduced herself.Ye Xingqu's mother is Peng Bizhu, and his sister is Ye Rong. Their facial features and expressions are very similar. For example, when they saw Yang Anqing, they all looked at each other in unison.

This kind of scrutiny is not simply a glance, but it seems to have looked at him from head to toe. The mother and daughter are still communicating with each other while watching, as if they are exchanging ideas, which makes Yang Anqing feel uncomfortable. The eyes of the mother and daughter are too revealing.

However, their words and attitudes were quite polite. Peng Bizhu said to him: "Then I will call you Anqing. You have arrived just in time and you are ready for dinner. Let's chat while eating."

Yang Anqing nodded and followed them into the restaurant.All kinds of delicious dishes were already laid out on the table, and he happened to be a little hungry, and the gluttons in his stomach came up when he smelled the smell, and made a "gululu" sound inappropriately.

Yang Anqing felt a little embarrassed, because he saw Ye Rong's eyes slightly change when he looked at him. Although it was only for a moment, he still felt her displeasure.This also blames his stomach for not being up to date, which made him show timidity in his first appearance.

They ate and chatted. During the dinner, Yang Anqing learned about the situation of the Ye family from their mouths.Ye Xingqu's father passed away when he was very young, so his mother has been supporting the whole family, not only raising a pair of children, but also running the company left by her husband to a great extent.

Yang Anqing admires such a strong woman very much. As the father of a child, he can better understand the hardships of raising a child alone, let alone two children.He was in awe of Peng Bizhu, and the slight unhappiness before was swept away.

After the introduction from the Ye family, the two women looked at him pointingly. Yang Anqing understood, which meant that it should be his turn.

Sure enough, he heard Peng Bizhu say to him: "Anqing, what kind of occupation do you do? Xingqu didn't say anything, I was really anxious to death."

Yang Anqing glanced at Ye Xingqu with a smile, and replied, "I run an online store."

Peng Bizhu was startled, "Online, online store?"

Yang Anqing thought that the elderly might not know much about the emerging industry of online sales, so she explained to her: "It is to wholesale some products and sell them online. I am an agent for the sale of maternal and child products."

After Peng Bizhu finished listening, he and his daughter looked at each other again. This time Yang Anqing saw it clearly. There was not only obvious displeasure in their eyes, but also subtle disdain.

The look in their eyes made him feel stinging. There is no distinction between high and low industries. Maybe the industry he is engaged in is not as high-end as theirs, but it is still a serious business. How can it make the other party look down on them?

With the shrewdness of Peng Bizhu and Ye Rong, this emotion was only shown for less than two seconds, and soon they put on a formulaic smile and said to Yang Anqing: "My old woman really doesn't understand this, so what about your family Anqing? "

Yang Anqing said truthfully: "My parents have passed away long ago. I have a son who is nine years old this year."

After hearing what he said, Peng Bizhu's smile froze on her face, but soon returned to normal, but she looked at her son with blame in her eyes.Ye Rong's performance was much more straightforward, she even restrained her smile, and pursed her lips in displeasure.

It's only three things, and here, his goodwill towards the Ye family's mother and daughter is gone.Although they looked elegant, but within half an hour of contact, he found that he seemed not very popular.Their politeness only stays on the surface, and their disrespect and contempt for him are in their hearts.

He looked at Ye Xingqu with some doubts. This man is obviously gentle and modest. Why are his mother and sister so shrewd and strong?And Ye Xingqu also found out that the situation was embarrassing, so he quickly picked up vegetables for his mother and sister, and put some fish he liked into Yang Anqing's bowl, and then said to Peng Bizhu: "Mom, don't rush to do the census, I'm full Besides, Aunt Wen's soup is delicious today, drink more."

Peng Bizhu smiled at his son, then turned his eyes back to Yang Anqing: "Don't blame my old woman for being talkative, but you don't like women just like Xing Qu, how can you have a son?"

When it comes to Yangyang, Yang Anqing took out the remarks he had prepared: "I gave birth to a surrogate agency."

Peng Bizhu nodded and didn't say anything else, Ye Rong twitched the corners of her mouth and said coldly: "Mr. Yang really doesn't delay anything, unlike our family, how many times have we persuaded him to ask for a first?" The child just refuses, no, I have to help someone else raise the child.”

There was a lot of irony in her words, no matter how good-tempered Yang Anqing was, she couldn't bear it anymore, what's more, the words inside and outside of her words meant that he wanted to find a meal ticket to help him raise his children.He put down the bowl and chopsticks, and said seriously: "I raised my son alone, and I don't need help from others in the future. I'm already full, and I think the two of you should be the same, so I will leave first. "

He stood up and nodded goodbye to Peng Bizhu and Ye Rong, then turned and walked towards the door without even looking at Ye Xingqu.

Seeing this, Ye Xingqu wanted to chase him out immediately but his mother grabbed his arm. Peng Bizhu softly said to him, "Let him go."

"Mom, sister, how can you do this!" He broke away from his mother's hand and ran out.

Seeing her younger brother disappearing at the door like a wind, Ye Rong lost all pretense and showed a look of disgust, "Mom, how did Xingqu find such a person, he is too unqualified, and he is not worthy of Xingqu in every way. "

Peng Bizhu nodded, "It's true that they are not suitable, Xingqu will suffer a disadvantage if he stays with him."

Ye Xingqu caught up with Yang Anqing and pulled him into his car. He kept apologizing to him along the way and begging him to forgive his family——

"My mother raised my elder sister and me alone, so she had very high expectations for me. When I came out, she was very sad. She thought that I was led badly by others, which made her dislike homosexuality, not For you alone. My sister is also a poor person. After she divorced her ex-husband, she has been helping my mother manage the company. She was too busy and did not remarry. She is more meticulous and has strict requirements on herself and others, so she is not picky You, Anqing, please forgive them."

Yang Anqing listened to his statement without any expression. Their reaction was not as simple as what Ye Xingqu said. From the first moment he stepped into Ye's house, he felt obvious rejection.In the eyes of the Ye family's mother and daughter, he should be the male vixen who wants to abduct the precious son, right?

Ye Xingqu went on to say: "I was wrong about this matter today, and I should apologize the most, Anqing, don't be angry anymore, okay?"

"I'm not angry," Yang Anqing said absent-mindedly with lowered eyelids, "I just think you should reconsider our matter. I don't think your family likes me."

Ye Xingqu didn't expect that a good family dinner would turn out like this, but he couldn't blame his mother and sister, they had paid a lot for themselves, and they were the best people in this world to him.So now I have no choice but to ask Yang Anqing for forgiveness.

"Anqing, they just don't know you, they don't know how good you are, believe me, they will change their attitude, give me some time."

Yang Anqing was powerless to say anything else, the mother and daughter of the Ye family seemed to have deep contempt and hostility towards him, how easy is it to change?He nodded perfunctorily and didn't say another word.The atmosphere in the car was very awkward, he was looking forward to going home early, and seeing his lively and lovely son, he would be free from any worries.

All the way downstairs to Yang Anqing's house, Ye Xingqu was still apologizing to him, and he waved at him: "I'm not angry, really, you go back, and drive carefully on the road."

After sending Ye Xingqu away, Yang Anqing went upstairs sullenly.It was because he thought too simply, thinking that Ye Xingqu's family would be as lenient and courteous as him, but he didn't expect to show his dislike for him so clearly.He didn't feel that he was being rude, and he answered their questions truthfully, but it seemed that it was his frankness that aroused their displeasure.

Career and children, these are the only things he can be proud of, but they see them as a stain, especially Yang Yang, which is the greatest wealth in his life, and he will feel bad for a long time if someone says something bad about him.

Ye Xingqu is a good man, but if he is with him, his family will inevitably be involved. He doesn't think he can handle two strong and shrewd women.

He should reconsider his relationship with Ye Xingqu...

Yang Anqing felt a little regretful in his heart, but that was all. He didn't have much hope in the first place, and for Ye Xingqu, his feelings were still at the level of appreciation, far from the level of love.So apart from pity, he didn't feel any sadness in his heart.

He went to the studio to take a look, concerned about today's income, before leaving, the employees said that they hadn't seen Mr. Song in the past few days, and asked him if he was no longer here.

Only then did Yang Anqing remember that he hadn't seen Song Jue for several days.Since the end of the conversation that day, Song Jue has not delivered food to them. Not only that, he has kept the door closed, not knowing what he was doing, and there was no movement at all.

Have you moved away? ?

Yang Anqing felt that the possibility was very high, so he knocked on Song Jue's door when he went upstairs.After knocking a few times, no one answered the door, Yang Anqing was even more sure.Song Jue simply gave up this time. It seems that what he said that day should have caused him a lot of blows.

That's good... once and for all...

Just when he turned around to go back to his room, the door suddenly opened. Yang Anqing turned around and saw Song Jue with a sick face.

"An Qing?"

Song Jue was so weak that he almost didn't even have the strength to speak, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, which was so thin that it couldn't be heard.

Yang Anqing was taken aback by his appearance, but after not seeing him for a few days, this man had lost so much weight, his cheeks were sunken, and the pajamas were worn on his tall figure, as if they were on a hanger.Not only that, his eyes were cloudy, and his face was flushed abnormally, what happened?

"You, what's wrong with you?"

Song Jue's figure wobbled, as if he was about to faint at any moment, he supported the door frame with his hands, "Probably...he caught a cold..."

"What is it? It must be a bad cold. How long has it been? Have you eaten well in the past few days? Why have you tossed yourself into such a ghost?" How did it go, I don't know how long this dying state has lasted.

After being accused by him a few words, Song Jue smiled instead of anger, but as soon as the corners of his mouth curled up, he felt dizzy for a while, and the next second he couldn't support himself and fell forward.

"Song Jue!" Yang Anqing quickly caught him, without the weight he imagined, only a skeleton that was frightening. He touched Song Jue's forehead with his hand, and found that his hand was very hot, so he hurriedly helped him into it. Room.

After finally putting Song Jue on the bed, Yang Anqing was sweating profusely from exhaustion.Thin and thin, but even that set of bones was enough to make him half dead from exhaustion.Sitting by the bed and resting for a while, he started looking for cold medicine all over the room, but only found boxes of instant noodles left on the table and in the kitchen trash can. It seems that this kid has spent the past few years eating this , and I’m not full yet, judging by the amount of noodles, I’m afraid that’s just one meal a day.

He squeezed a towel and put it on his forehead, and was about to go home and get him some medicine.No matter what, you can't watch people die at home.This Song Jue is also strange, he has been ill for so many days and doesn't invite anyone to come and see him, is he torturing himself?

Just when he was about to leave, Song Jue suddenly grabbed his hand and whispered softly: "Don't go, Ze, don't go..."

Yang Anqing bent down to look at him, and found that it was just Song Jue's dream.He wanted to break free, but found that this guy was so strong even in his dream, that it hurt his wrist from pinching.

"I'll get you medicine! If you don't want to die of illness, let me go!" Yang Anqing snapped Song Jue's restraint finger by finger, and said bitterly, "You're so dishonest when you're about to die of illness!"

Shaking his sore arm, he left Song Jue's house and went back to his own place to get the medicine. As soon as he entered the door, he was thrown into his arms by his son.

"Dad! You're back! Where did you go today!"

Yang Yang didn't know about his visit to Ye Xingqu's house, but this time it was a good time, and he probably wouldn't have to worry about how to talk to Yang Yang in the future.Yang Anqing patted his head and said, "Dad has something to go out today, are you well at home? Where's Aunt Zhang?"

"She just left. When will my son be misbehaved? Dad, what are you looking for?"

Yang Anqing rummaged through the cabinets, found the medicine box, picked out medicines for fever and colds, and said to his son, "Uncle Song next door is sick, should I send him some medicine?"

"Uncle Song is sick?" Yang Yang grabbed Dad's hand excitedly and said, "Is it serious? Dad, are you going to see him now? I'll go too!"

Yang Anqing vetoed it without thinking, "Don't go, he has a bad cold, don't infect you."

"Father! How can you do this, please, let me go and see him, just one look! Please, please!" He hadn't seen Uncle Song for several days, and Uncle Song cooked it for him He missed him very much, and when he heard that Uncle Song was ill, he was so anxious that he leaned on Yang Anqing and acted like a baby, just to see him.

After all, it is the nature of father and son, Yang Anqing had no choice but to agree to him, "You go with dad, but you can't get too close, you know?"

Yang Yang nodded heavily, "En!"