Curve Romance [ABO]

After Xiang Ye connected with a cold face, he asked stiffly, "What's the matter?"

"I didn't come to bother you." Xiang Xuan's tone was a little helpless, "I figured it out, I will bless you, please say happy birthday to Xiaowen and me, don't be so strange to your sister."

"Well, it's okay to hang up." Xiang Ye didn't want to spoil the mood of the whole day because of Xiang Xuan's phone call.

"Xiang Ye, do you still want to know the reason why Wen Qingyun left?"

Xiang Ye paused for a while when he hung up the phone. He picked up the phone again and put it next to his ear, gritted his teeth and said, "Isn't that what you all used to force the question?"

"Uncle Chen..."

"Shut up! Don't mention him to me. It's enough for me to send him to prison. The reason why Wen Bao left back then doesn't matter anymore. It's enough for him to stay by my side now."

Wen Qingyun kept it from herself, and didn't even dare to tell herself how Chen Ken treated him, how he carefully maintained the relationship... Xiang Ye felt a dull pain in his heart when he thought of this.

"Sorry, but this matter is related to Wen Qingyun's mother."

Xiang Ye was stunned for two seconds, Wen Qingyun's mother was an unfamiliar character to him.

When we were together, Wen Qingyun seldom mentioned his mother. Xiang Ye once asked, but Wen Qingyun just said bitterly that she remarried and did not contact her anymore.

Xiang Ye thought Wen Qingyun didn't want to mention his mother, so he didn't ask again.

"The day before he left you, my mother died in the hospital."

Xiang Xuan's voice came to Xiang Ye's eardrums through the mobile phone, the tone was not too turbulent, but it was enough to stir up the waves in Xiang Ye's heart.

Xiang Ye tried to recall the day before the game three years ago, but all he remembered was what Wen Qingyun told him before the game, and all the topics were about the game.

Not a word about Wen Qingyun herself.

"I didn't want to tell you. I just thought you had the right to know the truth. Anyway, whether I tell you or not, you will be together, right?"

Xiang Ye hung up the phone before Xiang Xuan finished speaking, and when he looked sideways at Wen Qingyun in the yard, he was chatting with Xue Mingyi with a smile, as if nothing had happened.

For the first time, Xiang Ye felt that his body would be in such pain without bleeding or injury.

How did Wen Qingyun bear those things alone for three years.Xiang Ye didn't dare to think about it.

Xiang Ye's eyes were full of annoyance, he had hated Wen Qingyun for so long, and said in front of him that he didn't care about him anymore, that he wanted to take revenge on him.

He didn't expect that Wen Qingyun gave up seeing her mother for the last time for him, silently endured three years of debt pressure, and also endured her unreasonable hatred.

How can a person not get sick if he bears so much.

Xue Mingyi was busy setting up a barbecue grill in the yard, while Chen Kong sat on the side skewering the skewers, occasionally looking at Xue Mingyi casually.

"Can I help you?" Wen Qingyun looked at the bamboo sticks on the table, wanting to help string the dishes.

"It's your birthday, you don't need to touch your hands." Chen Kong looked away, and took back the stick in Wen Qingyun's hand.

Then Chen Kong looked at Wen Qingyun's boredom, and then handed him the lemon and the fruit knife: "The pick is not safe, can you cut the lemon into slices, will you?"

Wen Qingyun nodded, and took it over, her hand movements were not proficient, even a little clumsy.

Cooking has never been Wen Qingyun's forte. It may be said that apart from researching cars, she is not good at anything else.

"Boss Wen, haven't you returned to China and lived there by yourself for three years? Why are your hands still so raw?" Xue Mingyi on the side leaned over and asked curiously.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the heart.Wen Qingyun panicked and almost cut his finger with the knife. He thought that Xiang Ye's friends were complaining about his leaving.

"I'm sorry." Wen Qingyun had no choice but to apologize, and cut it more seriously.

"Why are you apologizing? From what you've seen, it's Xiang Ye's pet. Usually he doesn't need you to do anything." Xue Mingyi sat beside Wen Qingyun, chatting.

As soon as Xue Mingyi said, Wen Qingyun realized that after being together with Xiang Ye again, Xiang Ye really didn't need him to do anything.

"I really envy you. As an alpha, you don't feel sorry for being injured when you work as a coolie. You have to pretend to be strong." Xue Mingyi said with a mournful face.

"You were caught by a frame?" Wen Qingyun put down the knife and looked at Xue Mingyi's arm.

The taciturn Chen Kong just raised his head, and when he saw Xue Mingyi's wound, he frowned slightly.

"I have a Band-Aid in the car." Chen Kong reminded Xue Mingyi to always get bruised, so he always had medicine on hand.

"It's okay, I'm a big man, why don't you put on a band-aid." Xue Mingyi didn't think so.

Seeing that Xue Mingyi himself didn't care, Chen Kong lowered his head and continued working.

Xue Mingyi talked a lot, and Wen Qingyun kept chattering in his ear when he was cutting the fruit.

Wen Qingyun didn't find it annoying, but it's been a long time since anyone talked to him like this.

"You said you both like each other so much, why did you separate in the first place? It's a pity not to be together for three years. If you had been together all the time, wouldn't you have been married a long time ago?"

When the knife went down, the sharp fruit knife cut across the pulp of the finger, and blood gushed out, staining the sliced ​​lemon.

"Damn! How did you get it, Boss Wen, I didn't mean that, don't think too much, don't be angry with me."

Xue Mingyi spoke incoherently, took out a tissue and handed it to Wen Qingyun.

"I'm fine, it's just a little torn." Wen Qingyun lowered her eyes, threw the soiled lemon slice into the trash can, and took the tissue.

"I'm sorry for Xiang Ye, I didn't cherish him well." Wen Qingyun's tone was low, he felt as if people all over the world were resenting him for leaving.

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant, what I meant was...forget it..." Xue Mingyi gave up explaining, pouted his mouth, and looked at Chen Kong for help, "Xiang Ye knows I said this, he will punch me Fuck me, Chen Kong save me..."

Chen Kong looked at the two of them expressionlessly. He was used to Xue Mingyi making troubles, so he came to wipe his ass.

Chen Kong sighed, got up and put down the stick in his hand: "Follow me to the car to get the Band-Aid, Boss Wen, wait for us for a while."

Before Chen Kong left, he happened to see Xiang Ye coming out of the villa.

"It's buddy who will help me say something nice for a while." Xue Mingyi said while hugging Chen Kong's arm.

Chen Kong's body froze, and he let him pester him, and he glanced at him from the corner of his eye: "I won't help."

Xue Mingyi was not happy anymore, he threw off Chen Kong's hand and walked ahead.

"Hide in my car for a while, he won't come to you." Chen Kong took two quick steps, put his hand on the back of Xue Mingyi's neck, and a light touch was enough to upset him.

"What's the matter, you can't stop me, don't let me talk nonsense..."

Xue Mingyi followed Chen Kong, and started talking again, but Chen Kong just listened silently, not feeling annoyed at all.

……

In the courtyard of the villa, when Wen Qingyun wrapped his fingers with a tissue, Xiang Ye happened to walk over.

"Xiang Ye, are you finished?!" Wen Qingyun was inexplicably guilty, he stood up abruptly and hid his hands behind his back.

But the table was considered blood-stained tissue, and Xiang Ye could see it at a glance.

"Why did you get hurt? Let me see." Xiang Ye suppressed the emotions in his heart, but guilt and remorse still came out from the gaps in his body.

"Don't scold me..." Wen Qingyun carefully glanced at Xiang Ye, and held out his finger hesitantly.

The paper towels were tied in a mess, seeping bright red, Xiang Ye looked distressed, held his hand, and gently peeled off the paper towels.

"You're hurt, why would I scold you, when will I..." Xiang Ye asked halfway, and couldn't continue.

I wanted to ask, when did I treat him so fiercely...

But it seems that since the reunion with Wen Qingyun, he was slow to change tires and killed him, forced him to drive and open an umbrella for himself on rainy days, and also killed him when he was jealous.

"I'm not going to kill you, don't be afraid." Xiang Ye's eyes flashed with remorse, he opened the tissue, and saw the fleshy wound inside, still oozing blood.

"Go into the house, I'll give you medicine." Xiang Ye frowned, resisting the urge to reprimand him for his clumsiness, took Wen Qingyun's hand and walked into the room.

Wen Qingyun followed step by step, remembering Xue Mingyi's words.

When he sat down, Xiang Ye took a cotton swab dipped in disinfectant and carefully applied it to Wen Qingyun's fingertips.

"Which of them made you work." Xiang Ye felt distressed when he saw the deep wound.

"I can't just do nothing, you are all busy, do you think I became a waste after I split into an omega?" Wen Qingyun was not very happy.

Xiang Ye only treated him as having a temper, pampering and coddling him: "With me here, I can do the housework by myself, so you can just play around, okay?"

Wen Qingyun watched Xiang Ye earnestly put on the band-aid for him, feeling mixed feelings in his heart. He lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and asked in a low voice after a while: "Xiang Ye, do you still hate me?"

The band-aid was just put on, Xiang Ye held Wen Qingyun's palm, he wanted to say that he already knew all the reasons why he left.

Knowing his last resort, and knowing that he left me is also very painful.

Knowing how precious memories he gave up for himself.

"I regret hating you."

Xiang Ye held Wen Qingyun's hand and placed it on his face.

Wen Qingyun didn't quite understand Xiang Ye's meaning, and just as he was about to say something, he felt wet in his palm.

Xiang Ye's tears were streaming down his palms, and Wen Qingyun was too shocked to say a word.

Together for so long, he has never seen Xiang Ye's tears.

In his eyes, Xiang Ye has a tough and arrogant personality, how could such a person shed tears.

"I'm an asshole." Xiang Ye choked up, his voice trembling.

"Xiang Ye, what happened?" Wen Qingyun was at a loss, raised her other hand to hug Xiang Ye's shoulder, and patted his back gently.

"You are very good, you are not an asshole at all, whoever says you are an asshole, I will help you find him."

The more sincere Wen Qingyun's tone was, the more Xiang Ye felt guilty. He embed Wen Qingyun tightly in his arms and buried his head in Wen Qingyun's neck.

Outside the villa, in the empty car.

"Hiss... Take it easy, I'm in pain." Xue Mingyi's face was wrinkled together, his arm was held by Chen Kong, and he took the medicine rudely, "You are so rude, you will never be as nice as Xiao Tiano in eight hundred lifetimes."

Without even thinking about it, Chen Kong replied, "I don't like Xiao Tian o."

"God, don't you? You like macho o? Little coquettish o?" Xue Mingyi said as he lifted the clothes on his shoulders, exposing his shoulders, vividly describing it.

Chen Kong shook off his hand, "I think you're quite coquettish."