Flower World

Wrapped in a silk nightgown, Yu Zhiyao went downstairs to receive He Dianying.

Sitting in the sunny living room, He Dianying glanced at Yu Zhiyao angrily. He looked away and leaned over to take out a cigarette from the cigarette tube on the coffee table.

Yu Zhiyao sat down in front of him, a little out of spirits: "Come?"

He Dianying took out the lighter and lit it for herself with a "snap".His sharp eyes slanted out from the corner of his eyes, and he took on a fierce look: "Accident?"

Yu Zhiyao took out the cigar box from the small drawer under the coffee table.Lighting a fir match, he did not speak, and slowly lit the cigar on his own.

He Dianying's addiction to cigarettes is very heavy, puffing out one puff after another.Hiding behind the smoke, he sniffled and suddenly felt puzzled: "Is there anyone at home?"

Yu Zhiyao raised her head at this moment: "I'm not human?"

He Dianying got up and stepped in front of him, bent down and picked up his skirt and sniffed it, then waved his hands viciously: "You smell like a fucking purse, which bitch you just slept with?"

Yu Zhiyao put the cigar into her mouth and took a few puffs, then put it on the flame, and continued to burn it wholeheartedly: "Du Fangqing."

He Dianying was really shocked this time, pointing upwards with the cigarette in his hand, he stared at Yu Zhiyao and asked, "Du Fangqing is with you?"

Yu Zhiyao finally lit the cigar completely.Turning his head and blowing out the match in one breath, he didn't speak, just nodded.

Seeing his absent-minded performance, He Dianying suddenly became furious.Raising his hand to put the cigarette between his teeth, he grabbed Yu Zhiyao's hair and shook it back, "You're having a good day!"

Yu Zhiyao had just lost her vitality on the bed, but now she leaned back following He Dianying's strength, and her mind felt dizzy and dizzy.Closing his eyes and leaning against the sofa, there was a roar in his ears.The voices from the outside world were suppressed in an instant, and it took some time before He Dianying's words gradually became clear again.

There was a crackling sound, and he knew that it was He Dianying slapping his cheek.Opening his eyes in a trance, he didn't feel any pain at all, as if the skin was not flesh and blood, but a thick layer of soft rubber.He Dianying's face was blurry in front of his eyes, and he stretched out his hand to touch it up, but it was empty, and then he tightened his hand, but it was held by He Dianying.

Closing his eyes and sighing, he heard his own voice: "I'm fine, I'm fine."

Then he sent the cigar in his hand forward: "Little Mint, here you are."

Because of his poor health since he was a child, he knows a lot about health preservation.Compared with ordinary tobacco, cigars are obviously more advanced and healthier.But He Dianying is impatient and never has the patience to light a cigar.

He Dianying took the cigar, and at the same time helped Yu Zhiyao up and hugged her in front of him: "It doesn't matter what I smoke, how can you show me this kindness?"

Then he spit out half of the cigarette in his mouth with a "pooh".Crouching down and looking up at Yu Zhiyao, he took a deep breath of the cigar, and then slowly sprayed the smoke towards Yu Zhiyao's nose.

Yu Zhiyao closed her eyes expressionlessly, showing a gloomy heroic fortitude.

He Dianying stared at him for a moment, then leaned forward with her head, opened her mouth wide and bit his chin.Slowly closing his teeth tightly, he heard Yu Zhiyao groan in a low voice.

Warm and cool palms caressed his face, Yu Zhiyao reprimanded softly: "Don't make trouble."

He Dianying hesitated for a moment, but she let go.Putting one hand on the back of Yu Zhiyao's neck, he gritted his teeth and said, "Shall the donkey, I really want to bite you to death!"

Yu Zhiyao raised her hands and rubbed her face vigorously, then opened her eyes and looked at He Dianying, her voice was a little fluttering, obviously still out of breath: "I can't afford to support your subordinates. The business of the Yu family——"

He could not finish these words, because the servant suddenly came to the door and said that the master had come.

Yu Zhilin was wearing a half-worn suit, her steps were vigorous, and she blew into the living room like a gust of wind.Nodding and smiling at He Dianying, he then turned to Yu Zhiyao and said with a cheerful smile, "Brother, how are you?"

As soon as this remark came out, He Dianying couldn't help laughing beside him.It turns out that Yu Zhilin's accent has changed when she left home when she was young and her boss returned.A younger brother called out, which sounded like "Di Di".

Yu Zhiyao stood up unsteadily: "Brother."

Yu Zhilin took out two colorful paper slips from her suit pocket, leaned over and put them on the coffee table: "Brother, I'll give you two tickets. It's the first time for a drama club in college. If you have time , also go to join in the show."

Yu Zhiyao always had nothing to say in front of him.But He Dianying took a step forward, picked up the ticket and looked at it twice, then smiled at Yu Zhilin and said, "Uncle Yu, my surname is He, is a friend of Second Master, and I often hear Second Master mentioning you, but I have never had a chance Let’s meet. It’s a coincidence that I came here today, and I finally met you.”

After hearing this, Yu Zhilin quickly reached out her hand and shook He Dianying's hand: "I don't dare to take it. But it's really a coincidence. I don't come back often."

He Dianying continued to ask: "I heard that you obtained two Ph.D. degrees in the West. In the former Qing Dynasty, this is equivalent to two champions, right?"

Yu Zhilin shook her head with a smile on her face: "No, no, it's absolutely incomparable with the number one scholar. It's not difficult to get a doctorate now, it's just a name that bluffs people."

"Uncle Yu, what does this PhD student learn? You can read and write, so what else can you learn?"

Yu Zhilin raised her hand to adjust her glasses, and replied solemnly: "When I was studying for my first Ph.D., I studied Western philosophy, but after I got my degree, there was a sudden oriental craze in Europe, so I'm fine if I'm idle. , by the way, he wrote a thesis on the topic of 'The Development History of Chinese Fried Cake', and got a second doctoral title."

He Dianying exclaimed: "Oh, are you especially good at making fried cakes?"

Yu Zhilin shook her head quickly: "No, it's just a rough theory."

Then he turned to Yu Zhiyao: "Brother, I have class in the afternoon, and I'm leaving now. Remember, I have time to go! Send more flower baskets."

Yu Zhilin was probably in a hurry, she left as soon as she said, coming and going like the wind.When there was no one around, He Dianying smiled at Yu Zhiyao and said, "Why does your uncle look like a white bread?"

Yu Zhiyao sat back in her original position silently.He is not interested in Yu Zhilin, whether she looks like bread or steamed buns, it has nothing to do with him.

He Dianying came here with the fury of thunder, but first he knocked Yu Zhiyao unconscious, and after Yu Zhiyao recovered with difficulty, Yu Zhilin suddenly appeared on the stage again.After making such a fuss, most of his anger dissipated.Walking up to Yu Zhiyao and sitting down, he first smoked the cigar relished for a while, then turned his head, held the cigar between his fingers and shook it on Yu Zhiyao's face, as if he was about to burn it.

Yu Zhiyao gave him a sideways glance, but did not dodge.

He Dianying couldn't be really hot, so she lowered her voice at this time, half-smiling and half-annoyed: "You bastard who can't be beaten to death, when you can use me, every day the little mint is long and the mint is short; now you don't need me, just use me Kick me away—I have recognized you!"

Yu Zhiyao reached out and patted He Dianying's thigh: "You contribute, I pay, this is a fair trade. Now I don't need you, you can't buy and sell by force."

He Dianying raised her eyebrows. Although she knew it was true, she still felt very uncomfortable when she heard Yu Zhiyao say it.With a sour sneer, he said in a low voice: "Back then, when you were neither human nor ghost, you and I were always indistinguishable from each other; now you have just been awe-inspiring for four or five months, and you have started to talk about fair trade with me."

Yu Zhiyao bowed his head in silence for a moment, and finally replied: "I gave you 20, and your subordinates also took away at least [-] from my club."

He Dianying's face darkened: "You mean I took advantage of you?"

Yu Zhiyao stopped answering.He Dianying is an insatiable greedy person. He recognizes the other party's benefits, but he cannot tolerate such endless demands from the other party.

He Dianying saw that he was silent without saying a word, so he pressed again: "It's okay to let my people withdraw, but you have to hand over Gu Zhanhai!"

Yu Zhiyao shook her head directly: "No."

He Dianying smiled without emotion: "No?"

Suddenly pulling Yu Zhiyao's hand, he slammed the cigar into the other's palm.Yu Zhiyao shuddered in pain, but she didn't cry out, she just frowned and stared at He Dianying.

The smoldering cigar head stuck to the flesh of the palm, and the pungent smell permeated.He Dianying stood up and patted Yu Zhiyao on the shoulder: "Let me teach you a lesson, don't forget your roots."

Then he turned and walked out without looking back.

Yu Zhiyao sat on the sofa alone.Picking up the half cigar that He Dianying had left in his hand, he put it in his mouth and smoked it, only to find that the cigar hadn't been extinguished yet.

The palm of his right hand was already showing signs of blood and flesh, and the damaged flesh had bulged out blisters again.He puffed on his cigar slowly, not thinking he was at fault.

He killed his own father with his own hands, and he will definitely go to hell after death, so in this life, he can't treat himself badly.

He was so poor that he was in middle school when he was a teenager, but he had no money to buy snacks between classes, and the picnic in the spring was even more terrible, because he could only sneak some leftovers from the kitchen of the mansion.He was older than his classmates, and dressed like a human being, but he made a fool of himself in these things all day long, so in the end, he went to school shamelessly, preferring to sit with Little Mint and sell candy on the street.

The pain in the palm gradually became more severe, like a cluster of steel needles piercing his flesh.