Adoptive Father Code

This mood lasted until Bian Sheng went home on Friday.

As soon as Bian Sheng got into the car, he felt Ye Moxiu's bad mood, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

Ye Moxiu shook his head: "It's nothing, it's about work."

Bian Sheng buckled up his seat belt, glanced at Ye Moxiu who was a bit haggard, and then reached out and rubbed his hand gently on the back of his hand: "Don't work so hard. It hurts to see it."

Ye Moxiu nodded a little guilty.

In fact, Ye Muxiu has been struggling for the past three days. Should he tell Bian Sheng about this matter? Reason tells him that Bian Sheng should know. After all, even if he doesn’t tell him, Bian Zhenjie will definitely go to Bian Sheng. It’s just a matter of time. , but...he doesn't want to be rational now.

He can be sure that Bian Sheng will definitely not follow Bian Zhenjie, but he selfishly wants Bian Sheng to be the only one in the world.

On Saturday night, Bian Sheng got up to drink water, and when he passed the study, he saw that the light inside was still on and the door was not closed, so he looked in through the crack of the door, and saw Ye Moxiu leaning on the back of the chair motionless, He didn't have a job either, so he kept a posture all the time, covered in the moonlight, looking extraordinarily lonely.

Bian Sheng didn't stay for long, and he didn't fall asleep after returning to his room.Until three o'clock in the middle of the night, there was finally a sound from the study room, followed by the sound of footsteps going downstairs, Biansheng was taken aback, and immediately got up from the bed, without even changing his clothes, carefully opened the door , went downstairs lightly.

Ye Moxiu was so dazed that he didn't even realize that Bian Sheng was following behind him.

Bian Sheng followed Ye Moxiu all the way to the cemetery. The night was heavy, and the shadows of the trees followed the night wind in the middle of the night, like ghosts with claws and claws. Bian Sheng was sitting in a taxi, looking at Ye Muxiu's tall and slender back, little by little. Disappeared in the night.

What is Ye Moxiu doing here in the middle of the night?

Ever since Bian Sheng returned home on Friday, he has always felt that Ye Moxiu was very strange, his whole body seemed to be empty, he was floating, and he was absent-minded in everything he did.

......

Ye Moxiu came to the tombs of Bian Gunan and Sang Huai, just like countless times before, he just found a place and sat down.The night is very dark, without the moon, the whole world seems to be wrapped in a dark curtain, except for the faint light, there is nothing that can break this huge covering.

Ye Moxiu sat for a while, then took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and lit it slowly.The red spots were flickering, Ye Muxiu's hair was blown up by the wind, floating in the air messily and freely, his beautiful eyes were now deeply hidden in the darkness.

He didn't smoke, but just watched in a daze, the spot of light flickered on and off. After a long time, he sighed, looked up at the two photos in front of the tombstone, and asked like a child, "What should I do?"

Of course the two people in front of the tombstone would not respond, they looked at Ye Moxiu with the brightest smiles, but they were more cruel than ever.

"A few days ago, Grandpa Biansheng came to see me." His eyes stayed on the faces of the two of them. "He asked me to talk to Biansheng, but I didn't do it. There is no reason, just pure In no mood."

"I have never done a lot of things well. I am not a qualified friend, let alone a qualified father. When you were alive, while I liked Bian Gu Nan, I used the name of a friend to stay by his side and keep getting closer. I am ashamed of Sang Huai, I hate myself like this. I think I am terribly bad, I am really terribly bad." The voice became smaller and smaller, until finally it seemed to be whispering to herself.

The cigarette on his fingertips went out, Ye Moxiu tremblingly lit it up again, as if the smell of the smoke could calm him down.

"After you left, I was supposed to take good care of Bian Sheng, but I often left him alone, made him more and more gloomy, and made him run to the hospital more than once."

Ye Moxiu's eyes were slightly red, and he bit his lips hard: "I'm still... I'm still with him. Obviously he is your only child and your only blood, but... I can't help it." , I can't control my heart, I can't control it. I don't know what to do"

He slowed down, and pressed his eyes with the palm of his right hand: "I'm sorry, Bian Gu Nan."

Bian Sheng walked up the steps step by step, the night wind was so cold that he sneezed, the sky began to snow slowly without warning, he looked up, it was too dark, he couldn't see where the snow fell The shape, the direction of the fall, and the speed of the fall, he can only wait for the snow to fall on his black pajamas and pass through the whitened cuffs before he knows that the snow has fallen.

He knew it was wrong for him to follow, and he also thought that Ye Moxiu might be angry.But he was too worried. Ye Muxiu's abnormality made him uneasy, and he felt powerless and guilty. Ye Muxiu's dependence was so small that Ye Muxiu came to the cemetery in the middle of the night to talk to the dead.

It wasn't until now that he realized that he was still a child, a child who couldn't do anything.

Thinking of this, Sheng couldn't help speeding up his pace, he wanted to stay by Ye Muxiu's side when he was helpless, instead of being an outsider who didn't know anything.

The cold of winter, the stiffness of his limbs did not slow him down.

He ran up the steps step by step...

It's close, close enough to see Ye Moxiu sitting on the ground, and the flames jumping from his fingertips.

"Sang Huai, I'm really sorry."

It would be great if the snow could be bigger.

"Bian Gunan."

If it is bigger, the sound of falling may be very loud.

"I like you, I don't know what to do?"

I couldn't hear what Ye Moxiu said.

"I now--"

"Ye, Muxiu"

Ye Moxiu shuddered, turned his head suddenly, and saw Bian Sheng wearing thin pajamas, standing in the snow, the corners of the pajamas fluttering slightly, Ye Muxiu saw the corners of the clothes flipping the falling snow, The snow shattered into particles and scattered before his eyes. The shadow of the huge cypress behind him swayed like a ghost. The snow was still falling, like a silent declaration.

Bian Sheng took a few steps forward, his hands trembling uncontrollably: "Ye Muxiu, you just said, you, who do you like?"

Ye Moxiu squatted on the ground, not understanding why Bian Sheng appeared, what he said just now...

he said...

Ye Moxiu stood up in a panic: "Bian Sheng."

"Did you say it! You like..." Bian Sheng walked a few more steps, and accidentally stepped on a stone, causing him to stagger, Bian Sheng's eyes gradually turned red, and he Glancing at the person on the tombstone, his heart was buried in great pain, "You like my father, don't you?"

Ye Moxiu: "I..."

Bian Sheng took a deep breath, his lips were trembling: "Tell me!"

Ye Muxiu looked at Bian Sheng in front of him, his whole face was flushed red from the cold wind, and his heart ached: "I'm only wearing pajamas, don't you know it will be cold?" Ye Muxiu said as he took off his clothes. He walked towards Bian Sheng in the down jacket, but before the down jacket could be put on Bian Sheng, Bian Sheng slapped it away forcefully, Bian Sheng reached out and grabbed Ye Moxiu's hand, and the clothes in his hand fell to the ground.

"Ye Muxiu, don't lie to me again, please." Bian Sheng's strength is not very strong, it is weaker than ever, as long as Ye Muxiu struggles lightly, he can break free.

The two stood deadlocked in front of the tombstone and looked at each other for a long time, as if they were no different from the cold tombstones around them.

Ye Moxiu looked down at the clothes on the ground: "Bian Sheng, I like you. Put on your clothes first, you will catch a cold."

Ye Moxiu's words had no effect.

Bian Sheng looked at this man who was still lying in disbelief, why could he say that he likes you so calmly, three words.Why did his eyes look so real when he said these three words.

Bian Sheng smiled wryly in his heart, obviously he heard it with his own ears, but when Ye Muxiu said these words, his heart and brain still couldn't help wanting to believe him.

"Bian Sheng?"

Bian Sheng closed his eyes for a while, and when he opened them again, there was something missing in his eyes, Ye Moxiu looked a little startled.Before Ye Muxiu could react, Bian Sheng exerted force suddenly, the strength in his hand suddenly increased, and then desperately dragged Ye Muxiu down.

"Bian Sheng!" Ye Moxiu couldn't keep up with Bian Sheng's speed, his steps were messy and he staggered.

"Bian Sheng!" Ye Moxiu called him again, but Bian Sheng didn't respond.He stubbornly led Ye Moxiu to the front of the car without even turning his head.

He threw Ye Moxiu into the car a little rudely

"Drive, go back to the old place." Bian Sheng's behavior scared the driver, and the driver didn't respond for a long time.

Bian Sheng shouted impatiently: "I told you to drive!" After speaking, he took out a wad of money and threw it on the co-pilot.

Ye Moxiu looked at his posture and knew that Bian Sheng must be angry.

He straightened his somewhat messy sweater, and returned to his peaceful appearance: "Driver, let's drive, the kid is having a temper." His tone was gentle, as if everything above hadn't affected him.

The driver glanced at the rearview mirror in horror, and then started the car.

Bian Sheng didn't like Ye Moxiu's calm look, as if everything had nothing to do with him, and he was always the only one who was hysterical.

At the destination, the driver drove away without any stop.

Bian Sheng grabbed Ye Moxiu's hand, walked all the way to the study room, and threw him onto the bookshelf forcefully. Ye Moxiu's back hit it hard, and before he could hiss, his lips were blocked. Bian Sheng pressed him on the bookshelf and kissed him in revenge. The kiss was so angry that he didn't feel very good. With red eyes, Bian Sheng intentionally bit Ye Moxiu's lips as punishment. Xiu was made uncomfortable by the smell of blood, but he didn't struggle.

Thinking that the child is angry, talk to him after coaxing.

After Bian Sheng finished biting, he left slowly. He lowered his head and looked at Ye Muxiu's bloody lips that had been abused: "Let's have sex."

Now apart from this, Bian Sheng has no other way to prove that Ye Muxiu loves him.

Ye Moxiu finally had a flaw on his calm face.

Bian Sheng's heart trembled when he was shocked by this slight flaw.

It was a repulsive look.

"Why? They can do it, but I can't? Why is Ye Muxiu?" After speaking, he began to tug at Ye Muxiu's clothes.

Ye Muxiu had seen Bian Sheng's ruthlessness before, he couldn't break free from Bian Sheng's attack at all.

"Bian Sheng, don't be like this, let's talk about it, you are too restless now." Ye Muxiu's resistance completely angered Bian Sheng.

"I'm very, cold, and quiet right now." There was a faint red light hidden in Bian Sheng's eyes, and the eyes that looked at Ye Moxiu were a little piercing.

After speaking, he lifted up Ye Moxiu's sweater, and pinched the edge of his trousers with the other hand.

"Bian Sheng!" Ye Moxiu became anxious, struggling more fiercely.Two people are playing games with each other.The violent movement caused the books on the bookshelf to fall down one after another, hitting the ground heavily.

Changes are only fleeting.

Suddenly, Bian Sheng couldn't move.Seeing this, Ye Muxiu pushed him away, but saw him staring at a place in a trance, a little lost in thought, Ye Muxiu followed his gaze and looked over.

A book fell open on the ground, it was hollowed out, and there was a notebook. It didn't take much words to tell how much the owner of the book didn't want the book to be discovered, so he hid it. Hidden in a book full of Russian.

Ye Muxiu's heart sank, and he bent down instinctively to pick it up. Ye Muxiu's first thought was not to let Bian Sheng see it.

But he was a step late, Bian Sheng had already picked up the notebook before him.

Bian Sheng glanced at the book, then at Ye Muxiu who was full of panic, and understood immediately.

Ye Moxiu didn't even think about it, he rushed forward, wanting to get it back, but Bian Sheng didn't give him a chance, and avoided his outstretched hand, without giving him any extra time and opportunity, he quickly grabbed Ye Moxiu's hand hand, pushed him outside the door, and closed the study door in one go. The loud closing sound was like the final sound of the hammer that pronounced the criminal.

Bian Sheng raised his hand and locked it.

All obstructions are isolated.