salt by salt

I stumbled and explained something, my voice became lower and lower, and finally quieted down.She was silent for a moment, and when she spoke again, her tone was very calm, probably because she had no expectations of me, so she kept me away from Andre so coldly.

There is no disgust, no anger, and even the extra emotions are too lazy to give alms.

She knew how bad Andre's personality was, but she said that I couldn't bear the responsibility of being an elder brother.After I received her call, I hurried to the airport without having dinner. She also saw the wound on my palm, and she didn't care a word from the beginning to the end.

I stood in the living room with my head down, as if floating far, far away.

Mom, shouldn't I be peeking at you from behind the stairs?

Am I not supposed to be in this world?

I have been parasitic in your body for so long, do you feel disgusted by me every moment?

Have you ever looked forward to my birth, my appearance, and what kind of person I will grow up to be?

Mom, do you know that I will not disobey, so you vent your disappointment to me with those ruthless words?You must hate me for ruining your perfect life and polluting your favorite creation.

Obviously you chose an untimely love, and you wanted to use your child to coerce that man.

He was not retained, so you left too, maybe because you are all cruel enough, you can live happily now.

I knew I should look further afield, to fulfill my ambitions, to live like everyone else.I have to go forward, keep going, like those geniuses around me, even if I am not like them, I should be an ordinary person who does not cause trouble to others.

However, every late night, when I couldn't sleep, I would sit at the dining table in a daze, looking down, the hole in my chest was leaking air.

I suddenly remembered a sentence: "Children, love others like mother loves you!"

I don't know how to love, so I longed for you to love me. I have never been loved by my mother.

She didn't spend the night with me, the caring housekeeper booked the hotel and took her out after getting everything ready.I knew that she would only be disgusted if she lived here, so I silently sent her out.

She turned around and patted my shoulder with a proper smile: "Junyan, your brother is still young, it's useless to tell him. But you are different, don't let mom down again, you can do it."

I said, "I'm not a child anymore."

What am I trying to express when I say this sentence?I am no longer a child, and your words are no longer useful; or am I grown up to fulfill your charge?I don't know either, lately I often can't distinguish my thoughts.

After seeing her off, I stood alone at the door for a long, long time.The phone rang suddenly, I didn't look at the caller ID, but I knew it was Song Cheng calling.

Maybe it's because I've realized that with his cautious and meticulous personality, he will inevitably find someone to keep an eye on my life trajectory at any time, so that he can wrap me in a net called thoughtfulness.

"I'm downstairs." He didn't explain why he came so suddenly, and he was sure that I wouldn't ask, "Want to come out to relax?"

"it is good."

As the dusk deepened, the heat dissipated, and the street lamps came on one by one.

After a few minutes to pack ourselves up, we came to a nearby park, passing by twos and threes of leisurely people walking after dinner.

He dressed very casually today, with the loose hair on his forehead, refreshing and charming.I suddenly remembered that Song Cheng was younger than me, and his appearance at this moment coincided with when we first met, which aroused a dull pain in my heart.

He and I walked on the path away from the noise, and said as if chatting: "At most one month, there will be problems within the Yang family, and Yang Chen's father will let Yang Chen come back to deal with it."

I was startled, and withdrew my thoughts and listened carefully to what he said next.

"He is smart, so he will quickly realize that these things are just a distraction, and the real focus is on the project that is being bid. If he pays more attention, he will find that the difficulty of taking over this project is much higher than he once estimated. , especially if the cake that shouldn’t be moved was moved.”

Song Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, and the smile on his lips remained undiminished: "Then he had to make a choice, either quickly deal with the unrest in the country, go back and continue to support the project; or unite with other people to oppose him Father's decision to take the Yang family out of it as soon as possible."

"Toshihiko, which one do you think he will choose?"

I thought about it and said: "Yang Chen is still young, sometimes he can be reckless, never turn back on what he decides..."

Because I am young, I am full of confidence and hard work; because I am young, I am impatient and forbearing.

I can see Yang Chen's devotion to this project, and asking him to let go at this moment is tantamount to denying all his hard work.

"It is true that it is difficult to retreat bravely, and at this time, in order to avoid risks, not only will there be no profit, but the actual losses that need to be borne are too huge. But I think...he will not choose the first option."

I was a little bit overwhelmed: "Why?"

"Before fighting, you must first understand your enemy as much as possible. No matter how stupid Yang Chen is with his feelings, he is still a cunning opponent in the business world. Now that I have the help of Xu Yucheng by my side, I want to find loopholes from him more than I thought. It's much harder."

I was dumbfounded for a moment, and said embarrassingly, "I'm sorry..."

"You don't have to be sorry." He stopped and scratched the bridge of my nose, his eyes were gentle, and the gauze was removed from his injured palm, leaving a dark brown scab. "These have nothing to do with you. If you don't like it, I won't say it." .”

"No." I quickly shook my head, "Go on, I'll listen."

"Yang Chen will return to China in a few days, and after dealing with the affairs here, he will definitely be in a stalemate with his father for a period of time because of the project. At this time, no matter what the direction is, there will be more room for maneuvering, and it will be much easier to do what to do. "

I tried my best to digest the information in his words, and asked in confusion: "What do you want to do?"

"Procrastinate." Song Cheng said, "Don't let Yang Chen convince his father, the longer the delay, the harder it will be for the Yang family to get out."

"There are too many uncertainties here." I frowned, "And you can't interfere with the matter between their father and son."

He wants people to influence Yang Chen's actions, is he implying something to me... My eyebrows twitched, and I couldn't help but look at him.

However, he did not answer this question, but said in an appreciative tone: "I have to admit that Yang Chen's own company has a very good momentum, and it is not too much to be called a genius in business for being able to grasp the direction of the market so accurately. "

"With such a talent, as long as the Yang family can get out of this project—no, even if they save one-tenth of the capital, in time, he will definitely become a better businessman than his father."

Song Cheng's tone was relaxed, he looked like a big boy with nothing on his mind, but what he said made me shudder:

"Based on what you know about Yang Chen, even if you don't notice it now, you will notice the clues of my participation in the future and think of your existence. Maybe he is seriously injured and can't do anything for a while. But wait until the day when he makes a comeback. Do you think he will forgive you?"

No, I answered silently in my heart.

I am deeply touched by Yang Chen's violent and cruel character, and the hatred for being betrayed by me again is probably so strong that even if I die, he will find me out and burn my ashes.

"You can't let Yang Chen have a chance to come back." Song Cheng said softly, "It's for your own good, Junyan."

I stared at his profile for a long time, and said softly, "What kind of role do you play?"

"Do you think I can decide these things in one sentence? I don't have that much energy." Song Cheng glanced at me with a smile, "But there are many people who don't want to see the Yang family go smoothly all the time, and I'm happy to provide them with Chance."

I shook my head: "Uncle Yang has been in business for many years. He has seen many storms and waves, and he will not lie down and let others slaughter him. If he finds out the clues, he will definitely react..."

"No. Everyone thought it was a game, but it wasn't."

When Song Cheng smiled, there was a little prickly dimple, and the clean outline and deep eyes, under the cold street lamps, made that smile look extraordinarily pure: "Someone is determined to let the Yang family quit, and what I did is at best just following the trend. Just add some more firewood and attract some vicious dogs that have been eyeing the Yang family for a long time."

"Who wants the Yang family to..."

As soon as I was about to ask, I came back to my senses as soon as I said it-this project was originally a government plan.

"Why? Since they are allowed to participate in the competition, isn't this going against their will now?"

"This is too far away." Song Cheng didn't answer, but looked up at the sky covered with thin clouds, "It's a pity, there are no stars today."

I was still thinking about what he said, and my heart was very tangled—it is true that I wanted to make a clean break with Yang Chen, but not in this way.My hatred for him is far from being so strong that I want to take away everything he is proud of and sentence his life to death.

"By the way, your brother asked me to bring you a sentence."

"Ok?"

I was a little surprised, after all, Andre barely concealed his defensiveness and malice towards Song Cheng, no matter how he thought about it, it was not Song Cheng's turn to speak.When I mentioned Andre, I couldn't help thinking of my mother who came here to warn me, and my originally relaxed mood plummeted.

Fortunately, compared to Andre's thorns all over his body, Song Cheng's attitude can be called gentle.

"He said..." He smiled slightly, stroking my astonished expression with his fingers, "In a few days, please join him in enjoying the process of the collapse of the Xu family."