After being reborn for the shadow emperor, he tore the script of abuse by hand

At ten o'clock in the evening, street lamps stood in rows on the small roads in the suburbs. Against the background of the dark blue night sky, the cold white lamps were a little bit chilly.

Yan Zhong drove, Pei Yunjiu and Yan Qing sat in the back seat.

When domestic and foreign hot searches were all over the city, no one expected that the instigator of the disturbance had already left the awards ceremony to meet several important figures.

The car was speeding all the way, Pei Yunjiu's eyes shifted from the window to the people around him, with a calm distress.

Regarding some things about the Yan family, Ning Xike vaccinated Pei Yunjiu in advance.

He said: "The matter of Yan's family is a joke in these families. Boss Yan and Mrs. Yan are married in the family. After Yan Zhong was born, these two people still have a period of love."

"Until Yan Zhong was 12 years old and Yan Qing was five years old, the couple suddenly found out that the other party was cheating on each other, and then they agreed with each other not to divorce, but to live separately. Separation means to divide the huge Yan family mansion. Second, Yan Qing's room is right on the [-]th parallel of separation, so Yan Zhong belongs to Yan's family, Yan Qing belongs to whatever, if you have to say who belongs to it, it belongs to the housekeeper and the nanny."

"Old Master Yan was in charge of Yan Zhong, regardless of Yan Qing who was on the [-]th parallel. Later, Yan Zhong stayed in the school to stay, and Old Master Yan missed his grandson, so Boss Yan reluctantly brought Yan Qing back to raise him."

Every time Ning Xike said something, Pei Yunjiu's brows deepened.

He asked puzzledly: "Is it really such a joke?"

Because the room is not easy to divide on the [-]th parallel, so don't be strict?

He didn't believe it.

Hearing this, Ning Xike sneered and said, "Whether it's true or not, the Yan family has the final say. But there is a rumor that the exact date of Mrs. Yan's derailment is when she was pregnant with Yan Qing."

No wonder...

Pei Yunjiu narrowed her eyes slightly and said nothing.

The things Ning Xike said were limited to the rumors that had been spread for many years and the things that Yan Zhong himself admitted were like child's play. Ning Xike didn't know the specifics.

Pei Yunjiu turned to ask Yan Zhong.

He had to figure this out.

On the first night of staying at the Yan family's villa in Country M, Pei Yunjiu did not meet the two legendary Boss Yan and Mrs. Yan.

The next day, it was sunny.

Pei Yunjiu turned off the phone, blocked all news bombardment, and then rubbed Yan Qing's cheek to wake up the person who was still asleep.

Yan Zhong sent a message to Pei Yunjiu last night, emphasizing that Yan Qing has a strong resistance to this house, and it is difficult to fall asleep in the room. He asked Pei Yunjiu to think of a way to make Yan Qing tired so that he can sleep well.

This is simply a hint not to be too blatant.

But before Pei Yunjiu began to implement the plan with a cheeky old face, Yan Qing washed up early, hugged him and lay down on the bed, and as soon as he hit the pillow, Yan Qing fell asleep exhausted.

These days at home and abroad, Yan Qing's total sleep time in a week is less than ten hours, and he has already stretched to the limit.

Now Pei Yunjiu announced his existence to the whole world, and his brother and sister-in-law also set the time for the wedding.

Yan Qing was satisfied, and the tense thread in her mind was relaxed early, she hugged Pei Yunjiu, and could fall asleep with her eyes closed.

Being pressed on the bed by Yan Qing, Pei Yunjiu couldn't laugh or cry, so she had to put down her things and sleep with Yan Qing.

But the next day, when Yan Qing was woken up by Pei Yunjiu, he also saw what had been left on the bed. The man who got up early after a full night's sleep was full of energy. He looked at the gadget with dark eyes.

Pei Yunjiu smiled bitterly while running away: "It's seven o'clock! There's still half an hour until breakfast time!"

Yan Zhong said that the old house will start eating at 07:30, and he and Yan Qing's parents will also appear at this point.

Yan Qing clutched the gadget, except for something strange under his body, he couldn't see any problems.

He looked calm: "I'll make breakfast."

"Ah?" Pei Yunjiu struggled a little confused.

Then he was pulled into Yan Qing's arms.

At the last moment, only one sentence remained in Pei Yunjiu's mind: I want to escape, but I can't escape!

……

At nine o'clock in the morning, a full hour and a half had passed since the Yan family's breakfast time. During this hour and a half, no one came up to knock on the door, not even Yan Zhong came to disturb them.

Pei Yunjiu straightened herself up, and when she walked up the stairs, her legs were so weak that she couldn't exert any strength at all.

Every time he took a step, he beat Yan Qing violently in his heart, but Yan Qing still had a paralyzed face. Seeing Pei Yunjiu struggling to go downstairs, he simply wrapped his arms around his legs and hugged Pei Yunjiu upright.

Pei Yunjiu let out an exclamation in fright as the world spun suddenly and was carried off the ground.

Even if Pei Yunjiu reacted in time and suppressed the subsequent screams, the movement was not small.

Especially when Yan Qing had reached the handrail from the second floor to the first floor, the people sitting downstairs raised their heads slightly, and the situation on the stairs could be clearly seen.

Yan Zhong who was patiently sipping tea on the sofa on the first floor: ...

Brat, I knew you were angry and I took Yun Jiu home first!

Yan Zhong was not the only one in the lobby on the first floor, there was one person sitting at each end of the sofa, and Yan Zhong sat on the small sofa on the side.

Yan Qing hugged Pei Yunjiu and slowly came down from upstairs.

After going down to the last step of the stairs, Pei Yunjiu couldn't bear it anymore, and struggled to get down from Yan Qing's arms.

As soon as Pei Yunjiu stood firm, he met Yan Zhong's gaze.

Yan Zhong stood up and called out to them: "Yan Qing, Yun Jiu, come and sit first."

After finishing speaking, he told the butler again: "Uncle Yang, two breakfasts."

The butler who was waiting at the side nodded slightly, and said hello to Yan Qing and Pei Yunjiu with a smile before leaving.

Yan Qing took Pei Yunjiu's hand, walked to Yan Zhong's side, and sat down on his small sofa.

The most embarrassing one was Pei Yunjiu. He looked at Yan Zhong, looking at the middle-aged men and luxuriously dressed women who had put down the newspaper in their hands.

Yan Zhong nodded to him, and then introduced naturally: "This is Pei Yunjiu, Yan Qing's lover. Yun Jiu, these are Yan Qing's parents and I."

Pei Yunjiu just sat down, got up again, and bowed slightly to his strict father and strict mother, "Uncle, aunt."

"Well, hello." Father Yan's face remained unchanged, very calm.

Yan's mother smiled lightly, and asked slowly: "I heard that your mother is Ms. Pei Yin?"

Pei Yunjiu sat back on the sofa and nodded upon hearing that, "Yes."

Yan's mother glanced down at her shawl, and smiled a little more kindly, "I like Ms. Pei Yin's design. When I asked her to help with the design, there were many twists and turns. Now it's my honor to be in-law with her." .”

Pei Yunjiu raised her eyebrows slightly, answered a few words respectfully, and glanced at Yan Qing calmly.

After Yan Qing sat down, there was no movement, she just sat next to him, not shying away from the parents in front of her at all.

When the topic mentioned Pei Yin's design, Yan Zhong would say a few words from time to time, and the chat atmosphere between Pei Yunjiu and the three of them was quite harmonious.

It wasn't until Uncle Yang, the housekeeper, came over to say that breakfast was ready, that Yan's father, who was flipping through the newspaper calmly, raised his eyes lightly and looked at Yan Qing, "You like the same sex, what should you do?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the living room, which had been talking and laughing just now, suddenly fell into silence.

Pei Yunjiu frowned slightly.

Yan Qing beside him raised his eyelids, his expression indifferent: "I don't need a child."

Father Yan put down the newspaper, his face darkening.

Seeing that the father and son were about to clash with each other, Yan Zhong simply got up.Pressing Yan Qing's shoulder with one hand, he looked at Pei Yunjiu again, and said with a smile, "Go eat first, the food will get cold again later."

Pei Yunjiu looked at him with doubts in his eyes.

Yan Zhong tapped his chin towards the living room, signaling Pei Yunjiu to take Yan Qing away.

Pei Yunjiu and Yan Qing stood up, and just as they were about to go out, they heard Yan's father's indifferent voice: "Yan Qing, the surveillance in your room hasn't been dismantled yet, if you want to shame the Yan family by being gay, I don't mind Threatening someone you like."

After the words fell, everyone's expressions changed.

Pei Yunjiu looked to the side worriedly, and saw that Yan Qing's arm was already full of uncontrollable veins, so he quickly reached out to caress Yan Qing's gnarled muscles.

Yan Zhong took a deep breath, turned around, barely able to maintain a smile on his face: "Dad, have you forgotten what you said when Yan Qing was 5 years old?"

Father Yan snorted coldly: "No matter what I said, as long as I don't die, he will be my son!"

Yan Zhong smiled lightly, with a stern look on his face: "He is also my younger brother."

Father Yan stood up abruptly, "His surname is Yan—"

"If Yan Qing wants to change, I can divorce you at any time."

A gentle voice sounded, interrupting Father Yan's anger.

Yan's father's expression changed, he turned around suddenly, and stared at his wife who was sitting on the other side of the sofa.

Yan's mother raised her head gracefully, her eyes fell on her increasingly unfamiliar son, who was facing away from her, and she smiled slightly: "The descendants of Yan's family are gay; Yan Zhen and Zhu Ran divorced and divided the family property when they were 50 years old; there is always a difference between these two things." If it's going to happen, you pick one."

After finishing speaking, she slowly got up, walked to the side of Yan Qing and Pei Yunjiu, tilted her head slightly, with a gentle smile on her well-maintained face: "Yun Jiu, can you call me mom?"

Pei Yunjiu still put his hand on Yan Qing's shoulder, and was startled when he heard this.

His first reaction was to look at Yan Qing, seeing Yan Qing's expression was cold, and then looked at Yan's mother apologetically.

He didn't want to do what Yan Qing didn't want to do.

Yan's mother sighed in disappointment, her smile remained unchanged, "Well, you can come to me anytime you want."

She raised her eyes to look at the butler standing beside her, and said softly, "Ah Yang, take the two young masters to dinner, and come to my side for lunch."

The butler should be respectful.

Before leaving, Pei Yunjiu whispered something to Yan Zhong.

Yan Zhong's face was surprised, he glanced at Pei Yunjiu, and got Pei Yunjiu's affirmative gaze.

Pei Yunjiu firmly held Yan Qing's cold fingertips again, smiled and nodded with Yan's mother, and left this place of right and wrong.

Father Yan was still standing where he was, his angry expression gradually turned into confusion, and he called out loudly: "Zhu Ran!"

Yan's mother turned a deaf ear to her, she folded her slender fingers in front of her lower abdomen, and stepped forward gracefully.

After everyone left, Yan Zhong looked at his father's distraught face, and said coldly: "Mom has gradually handed over the property under her name to Yan Qing. It's only half a year, and the company has stabilized and grown gradually. Within a year , the assets in Yan Qing's hands are enough to be compared with you and me."

"In addition, Yun Jiu just said something to me, and I think it is necessary to tell you." Yan Zhong's tone was slightly serious, "He survived the Internet violence and public opinion, and with his current status, he is no longer afraid of anyone. Specious black material and cyberbullying, not to mention doing some trivial things with your lover."

Yan's father's expression changed several times, from the astonishment when he heard Yan Qing took over the Zhu family's property, to the contempt and astonishment towards Pei Yunjiu.

He stared at the direction Pei Yunjiu was leaving, as if it was hard to believe that these words would come from a celebrity who relied on traffic for a living.

Yan Zhong looked at his eyes gradually disappointed, and said the last sentence lightly, "You can do it yourself."

After finishing speaking, he caught up with Pei Yunjiu and Yan Qing who had left, leaving Yan Zhong standing there alone, wrinkling the newspaper into layers.

Yan's restaurant.

Pei Yunjiu sat alone at the dining table, propped his chin, and slowly chewed the delicious breakfast.

Yan Zhong looked at him and asked with his eyes: Where is Yan Qing?

Pei Yunjiu raised her chin in the direction of the balcony in front of her, and through a floor-to-ceiling window, Yan Qing was on the phone outside on the balcony.

Yan Zhong looked back, only to see Yan Qing's face was cold and stern, his eyebrows were slightly lowered, and he carried the aura of a superior person cultivated in the past six months.

"Did Yan Qing suffer from insomnia yesterday?" After Yan Zhong sat down, he grabbed a piece of bread and tore it into small pieces, and said in a low voice, "If he doesn't want to go to the party at the mother's side tonight, you don't want to come."

Pei Yunjiu shook his head slightly, "Yan Qing slept very well yesterday. After his aunt spoke, his aura eased up a bit. It should be because he doesn't reject tonight's party."

Yan Zhong sighed, childishly squeezed the bread in his hand into a ball, and threw it into the milk glass.

Pei Yunjiu glanced at Yan Qing on the balcony.

As soon as Yan Qing arrived at the restaurant, he went to make a phone call. He heard the previous content, which roughly explained the expansion of the company's subordinates. It would take a lot of time to explain those things.

Pei Yunjiu swallowed her food and asked softly, "Can you tell me what happened before?"

The relationship between Yan Qing's strict father is obviously not good, and Yan's father and strict mother are also acting on the occasion, so what about the relationship between Yan's mother and Yan Qing?

He expected Yan Qing's parents' attack, but he didn't expect Yan's mother's behavior. Is this belated love for his son?

Pei Yunjiu didn't understand, nor could she understand.

Yan Zhong had already thrown countless bread balls into the milk, he watched the bread balls slowly floating up, his temples twitched suddenly.

"It's actually not that complicated." Yan Zhong leaned on the chair, looked at the chandelier on the ceiling, and said slowly, "When Yan Qing was five years old, and I was 12 years old, my parents found out about each other's cheating, and then It completely collapsed. It didn't go to the Civil Affairs Bureau, but it turned upside down at home."

"Unfortunately, the date of Yan Qing's birth coincides with the date of my mother's first cheating. In this way, no matter whether Yan Qing is from the Yan family or not, his father will not be able to tolerate him. So Yan Qing was exiled , literally exile."

"My parents took me back to China to study, and Yan Qing was left in this villa in the name of accompanying my grandfather."

"At that time, for the sake of Yan and Zhu's family's face, or because they still had some family affection for Yan Qing, they didn't make too much noise, and they still treated Yan Qing with good food and drink. It's just that none of us thought that my grandfather... …is delusional.”

"He thinks that Yan Qing is the son of his enemy, and that Yan Qing is the one who came to avenge him and wanted to kill him."

Yan Zhong raised his finger and pointed to a room on the second floor, and said with a wry smile: "That is Yan Qing's bedroom, but every night since he stayed, grandpa locked him in the room. Yan Qing goes to school during the day, When he came back, he was put in confinement. In a dark and cold house, he was forced to tell the wall that he was guilty every day, a thousand times a day, and he had nothing to eat until the next day. Six years."

"Thorn-"

Pei Yunjiu's five fingers were a little unsteady, and the fork in his hand grazed the dinner plate, making a screeching sound.

Yan Zhong looked at him with some guilt, "I have video contact with him every week, but I don't know, every time Yan Qing chats with me, he will be beaten once. Sometimes it's the back, sometimes it's the fingers, sometimes it's the fingers. Sometimes it's the thighs, hidden under the clothes, I can't see anything."

Pei Yunjiu asked: "Yan Qing—doesn't he talk about these things?"

Yan Zhong shook his head, "He was only five years old at that time. Five years old, in a dark and cold room, a thin and haggard old man stared at you eeriely, as long as you said something that deviated from the established words, you would be banned." Lock it in the closet and lock it up overnight."

"Yan Qing only mentioned it once. When he spoke to me for the first time, he said that his grandfather beat him. At that time, his father hated him and his mother was busy with family affairs. I comforted him a few words before my father snatched the phone away. , saying that he disrespected grandpa and should be beaten and punished."

"After that time, Yan Qing never complained again, and the expression on his face became colder every day. It wasn't until three years later that I realized that he hadn't smiled or had any extra expressions for nearly a year."

It was only now that Pei Yunjiu finally understood what Yan Qing meant by 'I don't hate hospitals'.

At that time, Yan Qing hadn't learned the concept of 'like', so he didn't hate it, he just liked it.

Thanks to the hospital for letting his grandpa die.

Pei Yunjiu's heart trembled when he heard it.

Yan Zhong continued: "When I was 16 years old, I insisted on coming back to pick up Yan Qing. Just the night before we returned home, my grandfather died suddenly because of taking a drug that was incompatible with the nature of the medicine. Grandpa has been scolding Yan Qing in the surveillance, saying that Yan Qing Wanting to harm him, Yan Qing wanted to poison him. My father believed it and beat Yan Qing to serious injury. Finally, my mother couldn't bear it anymore and fought with my father for the first time."

"It was that time that the news of the Yan family's disagreement spread outside the mansion."

"Since you can still care about him, why did you ignore him so much before?" Pei Yunjiu frowned coldly, and said chillingly, "Isn't Yan Qing their child?"

Yan Zhong smiled wryly, "I don't know, maybe it's just a sudden awakening? Or maybe it's because the Zhu family has to find a successor for the family business."

Pei Yunjiu took a deep breath, put down the knife and fork, "Brother, please tell Auntie that tonight's party should be postponed."

Yan Zhong was not surprised, he just asked, "Pending?"

Pei Yunjiu looked at Yan Qing who was still on the phone on the balcony, and said distressedly: "I can't make these decisions for him, so what is the difference between me and his parents?"

The Yan family couple refused to give Yan Qing's love, so he came to give it.

This is his person, he pampers him, pampers him for the rest of his life, and continues to pamper him in the next life.

that night.

Yan Zhong helped Pei Yunjiu search for a bunch of good wine, and the two set up a small barbecue grill in the small yard outside the [-]th parallel.

When Yan Qing came, he was stuffed with a lot of food, and he was a little confused with the skewers in his arms.

Pei Yunjiu wrapped a fluffy gray scarf around him, clapped his hands with a smile, and casually said the nickname in his heart: "My little boy is handsome."

The light in Yan Qing's black eyes is flowing: brat?

Pei Yunjiu coughed belatedly, "Sit down quickly and have a taste, I made this myself!"

This night, Yan Qing, who seemed calm, was the first to get drunk.

Pei Yunjiu laid him across her lap as a pillow, gently stroked Yan Qing's tightly wrinkled brows with her ten fingers, and grunted out as if she had suppressed the distress that had been suppressed for a day.

Yan Zhong handed him a skewer of barbecued meat, and lay on the lawn by himself, looking up at the starry sky.

The night in the suburbs is not polluted by long-term industrialization, and it is as beautiful as a flowing oil painting.

Pei Yunjiu looked at the starry sky, and then at Yan Qing who was lying on his lap, eyes opened in a daze, his brown eyes softened.

The atmosphere of the three was just right, but after a while they heard the sound of someone walking slowly on the grass in the distance.

Yan Zhong propped himself up, and saw himself and Yan Qing's mother walking slowly.

It was still the daytime outfit, but the look on his face looked a little tired.

Yan Zhong stood up and called softly.

Pei Yunjiu comforted the agitated Yan Qing, and nodded apologetically to Yan's mother.

Yan's mother smiled slightly, and said gently: "It's okay, I haven't seen Yan Qing sleeping so obediently for a long time."

Pei Yunjiu held the corner of her lips, but said nothing.

Yan Zhong stepped forward calmly, blocking Yan's mother's sight, "Mom, it's so late, why don't you rest?"

Now at nine o'clock in the evening, according to Yan's mother's biological clock, it should be the time for beauty sleep.

Yan's mother glanced at Yan Zhong's guarded posture, her eyes were a little downcast, but it was fleeting.

She smiled, turned to look at Pei Yunjiu who was sitting on the ground, bent slightly, and stretched out her hand in front of him.

His palms were clasped, as if he was holding something.

Pei Yunjiu looked up in astonishment, and subconsciously stretched out her hands.

An emerald green jade fell into the palm of the hand, bringing a slight coolness.

Looking at Pei Yunjiu, Yan's mother smiled slightly: "This is a gift I prepared for Yan Qing's wife, and I will leave it to you now."

She straightened up as she spoke, looked at the thin clothes on Yan Qing's body and shook her head.Then untied the fairly thick shawl, put it on Yan Qing's body, and tidied it carefully to ensure that the shawl could wrap Yan Qing's exposed skin.

Surprised by Yan Zhong and Pei Yunjiu, she straightened up slowly, and said softly: "The temperature is very low today, go back early."

After finishing speaking, she folded her hands back on her lower abdomen, turned around gracefully, and slowly left the small grill.

Yan's mother left, Pei Yunjiu held the jade pendant in one hand, and gently stroked Yan Qing's temples with the other.

After a long time, he leaned down and pulled Yan into his arms, feeling the dampness on his knees from warm to slightly cold.

Yan Qing cried.

He gently squeezed the warm shawl on his body, and felt the coolness in the corner of his eyes, feeling a little confused for a while.

Looking back, he hadn't cried for a long time, not when he was beaten by his grandfather, when he was wronged and murdered, and when he was severely injured by his father.

But today, just a bottle of wine and a shawl can wake up his nearly dead lacrimal glands and let the tears fall uncontrollably.

Tears silently soaked Pei Yunjiu's clothes.

Pei Yunjiu hugged Yan Qing, who was rarely emotionally leaked, and comforted him word by word, "Be good, my brother is here, Yan Qing, be good..."

Yan Qing couldn't help but hugged Pei Yunjiu's hand tightly, buried his face in his arms, and his shoulders kept shaking.

Pei Yunjiu's gentle murmur echoed in his ears, Yan Zhong couldn't help but look up at the starry sky, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog.

The starry sky is still bright, but it seems to be a little warmer than the beauty just now.

He rubbed his eyes, took a few steps outside, walked to the barbecue grill and returned, threw his suit jacket to the two people on the ground, and then walked away gently again, leaving this space for the rare lovers .

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