[ABO] is falling into the arms

The funeral was kept simple, and Cheng Qin did not shed tears from the beginning to the end.

He was wearing a white suit, and his face was as white as the suit.

A lot of people came to the Cheng family, and everyone spoke to him sincerely, and Cheng Qin thanked him one by one, in a terrifyingly calm manner.

"Uncle Cheng... Take a rest when you're tired." Yan Jinxiao was worried about his condition.

"...it's okay." Cheng Qin brushed his hand off his shoulder.

Yan Jinxiao looked at his hands in a daze.

Uncle Cheng would never treat him so coldly...

In the past few days, Uncle Cheng has never really seen him once, and he treats himself as a stranger.

"Is Uncle Cheng blaming me?"

Cheng Qin's eyes were indifferent, but he just shook his head.

The calmer he is, the more frightened Yan Jinxiao is: "You can blame me, Uncle Cheng...don't ignore me."

Cheng Qin closed his eyes, his voice was weak, as if he was exhausted: "Yan tonight... what else do you want?"

Yan Jinxiao's heart sank, "I don't want you to be sad."

"I'm not sad." Uncle Cheng silently lit a cigarette.

Yan Jinxiao hugged him: "Uncle Cheng, don't be like this, okay?" Uncle Cheng like this made him feel more scared than ever.

Cheng Qin smiled coldly: "Sad? What can I be sad about? You still don't understand me as a person?"

"No one knows Uncle Cheng better than me..."

"Didn't Yan Lin and Gu Qinglan tell you?" Cheng Qin's tone was full of sarcasm.

This sentence again, last time in the dungeon, Cheng Qin also asked him this sentence.

"What do you mean?" Yan Jinxiao looked at him solemnly, even breathing carefully and slowly.

Cheng Qin grabbed his lapel with a posture approaching the cliff, looked into his eyes tightly as if longing for the light, and said every sentence: "It's me, I asked someone to assassinate your father Yan, Make him unconscious, and make you, Gu Qinglan, almost die in Gear's execution room. At that time, he was still pregnant with you... You still don't understand who I am! Don't you know that I'm a scumbag? ?! Why are they so opposed to you being with me, because I am a scum!!"

Yan Jinxiao looked at him in astonishment, Cheng Qin's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked into his surprised eyes with a sharp light.

"For so many years, I have been kind to you, and I just want to piss them off, because I hate Yan Lin, hate him for taking Kester away! Even Cloud doesn't like me anymore! I just use you as a tool to take revenge on them! You are them The only weakness!"

Yan Jinxiao firmly said: "Don't lie to me, Uncle Cheng. I know better than anyone else how good you are to me."

Cheng Qin smiled wryly: "Fool, I didn't lie to you. Do you know why I hate Yan Lin so much? I have loved Cloud for 20 years and it has never changed. To me, you are just the son of a rival in love! It was because Cloud treated Yan Lin so much. I just bought the killer because of Lin's favor! You can ask your wife, he is just one of the killers I hired!"

Yan Jinxiao still didn't believe it: "No, it's impossible, because of what Cheng Liangyu said to you, and because you were angry with me, that's why Uncle Cheng said that. I don't believe that Uncle Cheng is lying to me."

Cheng Qin tugged on his tie impatiently, as if he was extremely hot: "I admit that I liked you a little later, but that was just a doting for the younger generation."

Yan Jinxiao hugged him with both hands: "Uncle Cheng...don't be angry with me, it was my fault, I shouldn't..."

"Enough! Yan Jinxiao..." Cheng Qin's eyes trembled, and his hands trembled, as if he had exhausted all his strength to push him away, and immediately returned to his usual impatience: "The secret on the ceiling, you saw it with your own eyes. Yes! Are you still obsessed with it?"

"Then why do you pamper me every time?" Yan Jinxiao's firm eyes gradually lost their expression.

"Don't you know yourself? Don't you know how strong you are? Don't you know how domineering your pheromones are? You just subconsciously force me every time..." Cheng Qin tried his best to keep his voice Shivering, but it can't stop the teeth from colliding with each other. It's very hot, but I feel cold and shivering in my heart.

Yan Jinxiao was stunned for a long time, as if deceiving himself: "I would never believe it...I believe in my own feelings, it will never go wrong."

He longed to find a flaw in Uncle Cheng's face, but Cheng Qin's eyes were cold, colder than he had ever seen before.

"If it's really what Uncle Cheng said, why do you want to make a pheromone fusion agent?"

Cheng Qin said indifferently: "The cloud refused to agree to me before, and my dad kept urging me to get married and carry on the family line. I was thinking of your deep friendship with me... so I agreed to accompany you to have a double-A childbirth, which happens to be considered After I left it with the Cheng family, now I regret it. Since my father is dead, I don't need to give him any explanation. "

After he finished speaking, he dug out the bottle of liquid nitrogen tank from Yan Jinxiao's carry-on bag. Due to the situation of Cheng's family these days, the bottle of pheromone fusion agent was still in it and was not taken to the surrogacy agency.

As soon as he got it, the extremely low-temperature shell froze his palms to the bone marrow, but Cheng Qin didn't even frown.

"Uncle Cheng, you'll get frostbite." Yan Jinxiao grabbed his hand.

bump!The can of liquid nitrogen refrigerant was slammed onto the ground by Cheng Qin, and the glass-like pheromone fusion agent inside also fell apart, completely smashed into powder...

Yan Jinxiao looked at the fragments all over the place, wondering if it was the leak of nitrogen gas, which made people feel chest tight and out of breath...

If he really suffocated to death immediately, he would be happier, and he would not have to hear Uncle Cheng's harsh words.

"Do you understand now? Yan Jinxiao! You have a bright future and a family background that despises the heroes, but I am just a middle-aged man full of copper smell. Your love is glamorous, but it is not for me. What is precious, it is a worldly burden, what is loved or not, don't be so naive..."

Yan Jinxiao looked at him unfocused, he couldn't see Uncle Cheng's expression clearly, he only heard him say: "If you want to, you can continue to call me Uncle Cheng, we can still respect each other."

Yan Jinxiao didn't know if he responded, he just felt as if he opened his mouth, but he didn't make a sound.It seems that the five senses are closed for a moment.

Cheng Qin didn't want to look at him, he didn't dare to look at him even a millimeter out of the corner of his eye, his palms were still trembling from frostbite, leaving sharp knives all over the floor, one step at a time, like fleeing a flood He walked hurriedly, as if if he took another slow step, he would be submerged in a crazy flood, which was accumulated by tears.

Yan Jinxiao stood there alone, and said to himself: "No, Uncle Cheng is not like this... Uncle Cheng lied to me..."

He picked up the pieces numbly, longing to piece together the original form.