my brother is not cute at all

Inside the high-end silver-gray jewelry box, a button-shaped white jade pendant lay quietly on the high-grade black flocking cloth, shining with a lustrous luster under the bright light.

Before it fell into this shape, it had an extremely unique name—knotted safety buckle.

But what did it look like before it shattered?

In the office, Hou Zeqi quietly stared at the pendant lying in the jewelry box in a daze, trying to piece together its original appearance in his mind based on the description in the letter many years ago.

The tall black shadow shrouded the light source above the head with a whimper, and then a gentle and firm voice came from above the head: "Didn't you wear it all the time? Why did you take it off suddenly?"

Hou Zeqi turned half a circle from the large office chair, Tong Rui leaned lightly on his desk with his long legs, picked up the lighter from his desk and threw it away, and lit the cigarette at his fingertips with a cluster of faint flames.

Hou Zeqi was displeased: "What are your qualities? It's fine to enter my office without knocking, and you still take my things casually?"

Tong Rui spat out a long mouthful of white mist, turned his head and said, "I knocked and said it, but you ignore me and blame me?"

Hou Zeqi admitted that he had really lost his mind just now, so he could only admit it.

Tong Rui looked at his lowered thick eyebrows, and continued to ask: "So why are you staring at this pendant?"

Thinking about the phone call a few days ago, Hou Zeqi leaned his head back in the chair, looked far away, and sighed: "An amazing thing happened in my life, it's hard to believe. "

"Don't tell me you found that kid," Tong Rui guessed boldly.

Hou Zeqi said calmly, "Not only."

Tong Rui: "You found someone, but found him lying in a vegetable state for ten years?"

Hou Zeqi: "Fart your mother."

Tong Rui continued to guess: "That means he lost his memory and doesn't remember you?"

Hou Zeqi finally couldn't help but glared at him: "Don't you fucking think of something good?"

Tong Rui shrugged slightly: "This is already the best plot I can guess."

Indeed, the person who had been thinking about it for 11 years unexpectedly delivered it to the door by himself, and also became a family with him by accident, no bloody TV series could perform such an amazing plot.

"He entered my household registration book and became my younger brother."

Tong Rui shook his hand, and a piece of burnt soot fell on the table unexpectedly.

He turned his head dumbfounded, thinking he heard it wrong: "What did you say?"

"You heard me right, the person who put this pendant in the hospital for me to pick up should be Ji Wanyu, and the person who fell into the water on the rockery in Luyuan Park is his son," Hou Zeqi paused , chuckled: "I thought it was unbelievable when I heard the news, but it turns out that this kind of coincidence did happen to me."

There are only two possibilities for being able to write down the meaning of an unusual piece of jewelry in such detail in the letter, one is that this item has a special meaning to her, and the other is that she is the one who gave it the meaning.

Tong Rui was silent. As a brother who grew up together, he certainly knew what Hou Zeqi was thinking.

The quiet air was lingering with the smell of burning tobacco, and a little scarlet spark burned the half of the cigarette crumbling, before he raised his hand to flick the ashes away, and said with a long sigh: "It's so nonsense, I don't know whether to congratulate you or I should sympathize with you."

"Yeah, my mind is also in a mess now," Hou Zeqi let his eyes go blank, and murmured to himself, "but I'm really stuck."

"Then just follow your heart," Tong Rui continued to smoke with a little flame, "Anyway, you have no morals."

"It sounds like you are a gentleman," Hou Zeqi opened his mouth to fight back without thinking.

Tong Rui didn't deny it, but squinted his eyes and glanced at him in the smoke: "Although you are quite annoying, I still hope that the last thing I'm waiting for is your good news."

Hou Zeqi nodded absently: "Thank you."

"I don't have anything to do, I'll leave first. I won't come to the high-level meeting next week. I have a schedule," Tong Rui said quietly, quickly took the last two puffs of his cigarette, and pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray.

Seeing him pick up his windbreaker jacket and walk out the door, Hou Zeqi stopped him in time before someone opened the door: "Wait, do you still have the SD card that you took the photos at that time? Send me that set of photos again." share."

"It's all in the computer at Luyuan, I'll pass it to you two days later," Tong Rui said, and opened the door: "Let's go."

Hou Zeqi sent people away, looked at the time, and it was almost time for get out of class to end, he simply cleaned up the table, put on his coat and left the company.

When he found a parking space at the back door of the school, he just rang the bell for the end of get out of class, but something happened to Yang Yue.

The matter of Yang Xing running away from home more than a month ago was stabbed at home by the school, and then pulled out the carrot and brought out the mud, and all the messy things caused by the puppy love were all shaken out.Yang Wenkang, whose blood pressure was already on the high side, was furious when he heard this, grabbed his belt and rushed up to pump people, but he fainted due to his over-emotion and was sent to the hospital.

Yang Yue only had time to briefly glance at the message from Yang Xing, and before she could take a closer look, Ji Wanyu's phone call jumped out on the screen.

When the phone was connected, Ji Wanyu's usually gentle voice was tinged with impatience. Before she finished listening, Yang Yue took the lead to comfort her: "I already know, I will take a taxi to the hospital right now, don't worry, I will never let you They moved Yang Xing."

"At any rate, he paid a lot of tuition fees for you before you became an adult, and you also walk around during the Chinese New Year. You must pay attention to what you say, bring something to express your condolences, and don't make the relationship too rigid," Ji Wanyu said, her voice trembling Shake: "Be polite, they shouldn't be too hard on the stars."

Even if she didn't mention that name, Yang Yue knew who Ji Wanyu was talking about.

"Mom, I know all of this." Yang Yue paused, then slowed down her voice: "Don't worry about this, your body is important."

He said a few words of comfort, hung up the phone, and just as he was about to raise his hand to hail a taxi, a familiar McLaren drove over gracefully and parked firmly in front of him.

When the car window was lowered, Hou Zeqi blew a whistling and teased: "Little handsome guy, where are you going? Do you want to follow me?"

Yang Yue was not in the mood to talk to him, so she sat down neatly until the co-pilot slammed the car door: "I'm going to the hospital."

Hou Zeqi's brows were depressed.

Yang Yue pulled out her seat belt and tightened it: "The family members know about Yang Xing."

The McLaren drove into the parking lot of the hospital at high speed. After stopping, Yang Yue jumped out of the car with the fruit basket in hand, and followed Ji Wanyu's information to find the ward.

When he opened the door and entered, Yang Xing was standing in front of the bed with his head down. The sharpest bone on the back of his neck was raised high, with a feeling of fragility that would pierce the thin skin at any time. He looked very pitiful.

The moment Yang Yue stood at the door, the eyes of everyone in the ward gathered together, and then the time began to freeze for a long time. The pale middle-aged man leaning on the hospital bed slowly raised his head, and the eyes that met his For a moment, the slightly cloudy eyes gradually became a little bit moved.

"It's you?"

The man with graying temples was a bit surprised in his panic. He struggled to support himself, but Yang Yue said softly, "Well, let's see you. Lie down and don't move around."

The man's movements paused, and he whispered to the three people surrounding him: "You guys go out first." Then he coughed a few times, and waved to Yang Yue: "Come here, sit down here, let me look at you."

Yang Yue nodded in agreement, and when they passed by, he softly told Hou Zeqi: "Go outside and watch Yang Xing, don't let the three of them be alone."

Hou Zeqi knew it well, the moment the door touched lightly, he stopped Yang Xing outside the door without a trace, and his gaze inadvertently crossed the other two faces.

As twins, the faces of the two young people are almost alike, with thick and short thick eyebrows, high cheekbones, thin lips, and a slightly square face, but one has cold eyes, and the other has crooked eyes, always smiling. There is a shadow that seems to be nothing.

The air was filled with gunpowder smoke, and the eyes of the three collided instantly. Hou Zeqi hooked the corners of his lips, and a sharp cold light burst out from the tip of his half-closed eyes.

Inside the house, Yang Yue went to the hospital bed and sat down.

The haggard middle-aged man on the hospital bed is Yang Wenkang, who coaxed Ji Wanyu into the Yang family 20 years ago, and is also his biological father.

I hadn't seen him for a long time, but Yang Wenkang, who was always arrogant and a soldier in my impression, had aged so much before he knew it. He looked like a rusty dagger after years of destruction, although the blunt edge was still Now, however, she has already lost her sharpness, and she is terribly decayed.

His gaze stayed on Yang Yue's face all the time, as if he wanted to observe how his life was going through the clear facial lines, making him feel very uncomfortable.

Yang Yue avoided his gaze, opened the fruit basket, he didn't know how to peel an apple, so he took an orange and peeled it.

After a long time, Yang Wenkang opened his mouth and said in a pleasant way: "Your mother... how is she doing recently?"

"It's pretty good," Yang Yue said, "She's not as tired from work as before. When she is free, she can plant some flowers and plants, go shopping, and do things she likes. No one forces her to do things she is not good at, and there is no People despise her for not being able to cook well."

His voice was not turbulent, but it stabbed every pain point of Yang Wenkang like a spike.

That's right, these were all things he couldn't give her.

A feeling of soreness welled up in his heart, Yang Wenkang lowered his eyes and murmured, "That's right."

"Well," Yang Yue nodded, and continued: "She went to the island for vacation some time ago, and she became pregnant not long after she came back. Anyway, she is quite happy now, and she laughs more than before."

Yang Wenkang understood that Yang Yue had said these words to him on purpose, he closed his eyes and thought about the scene, before he gave a wry smile and said vaguely: "Xiaoyue, I'm sorry."

Yang Yue's hand to peel the orange paused.

"I failed to protect you and your mother, do you think I'm useless?"

Unexpectedly, he would ask such a question, Yang Yue couldn't help but complain when she thought of what she and Ji Wanyu had endured in that family.

"Yes," he admitted without hesitation, then raised his head to meet Yang Wenkang's drooping eyes, and said in a deep voice, "So regarding Yang Xing, I hope you can guide him in the right way. You are the only one around, and as a father, you have to protect him well."

His almond eyes are beautiful, and his eyes are clear. When he looked at him so directly, he was exactly the same as Ji Wanyu back then.Yang Wenkang suddenly remembered that a long time ago, he had just transferred from the army. He was tall and straight, with an extraordinary bearing. Friends and colleagues around him praised him for being handsome, good at his job, and accompanied by such a beautiful wife. They are all well-behaved and filial, and rarely cause trouble.

Thinking about it now, under his glamorous appearance, there is such a cowardly and hypocritical soul wrapped up. Not only did he deceive the woman he loves the most, but he is also unable to protect her and take care of her, and he can't even give her the most basic happiness. , he couldn't help but feel a little ridiculous.

"I have had three wives, but the only one I have ever loved is Wanyu, but I am sorry for her, I lied to her..." Yang Wenkang was immersed in his own world, blaming himself.

Yang Yue couldn't take it anymore, and interrupted him by handing the peeled orange: "It's useless to talk about it now, let him get over the past, you can eat some fruit."

Seeing that the other party took the orange, he continued: "I'm here to see you this time, and Yang Xing by the way. He made a mistake, but he is your son, and no one else has the right to teach him a lesson except you."

Of course Yang Wenkang understood what he meant, he sighed: "I know, I will educate him well."

Yang Yue nodded, seeing that the time was almost up, he didn't want to stay any longer, so he stood up: "I'll go out to see him, so I won't disturb your rest."

He walked to the door of the ward, and when he pressed his hand on the doorknob, he suddenly paused and said, "Neither my mother nor I have ever blamed you, so don't take it too seriously, take care of your illness, and I will go there again during the Chinese New Year." look at you."

After the words fell, the door opened and closed, and the ward returned to silence.

Yang Wenkang stared in the direction of the door in a daze for a long time, and finally came back to his senses, looked up to the sky and sighed, and closed his eyes slumped.