Sweetheart is a thorn in the side ABO

In the chaos of his thoughts, Qi Yanqing felt that he became very light, and drifted through the winter night as if his soul had come out of his body, and drifted towards the entire villa area full of sweet-scented osmanthus flowers.

Bai Fan looked at his perverse child in distress, with a helpless but gentle tone.

"Yanqing, tell Dad the truth, if you beat your younger brother, Dad won't blame you if you don't lie."

Qi Yanqing was most annoyed to hear his questioning, he was extremely rebellious when he was only five or six years old, "Did he say that? He said how I beat him."

Bai Fan frowned, but still didn't get angry.

"What do you mean by that? Yanqing, how can you be so hostile to your family?"

"I haven't hit him before, and none of you believe it, so I'll admit it if I hit him once!"

"Qi Yanqing, you are enough!"

Stubborn, unreasonable, unable to communicate, bad boy, all are used to describe him.

"Father, it's really not my brother who hit me."

Little Chuxing walked over worriedly, her voice was also soft, her eyes were reddened, and she went to pull Bai Fan's hand.

"I didn't lie. My brother didn't force me to lie. It's really not my brother. Don't scold my brother."

Bai Fan looked at the two sons, they were both omegas, they looked exactly alike, but their personalities were so different.

Bai Fan: "Chu Xing, I know you like my brother, but you have to be brave, Dad won't be partial."

Qi Chuxing cried, "It's really not my brother!"

Bai Fan sighed, let them go, and then left them alone.

Qi Chuxing helped Qi Yanqing pull up his clothes, cried and said, "Brother, I'm sorry, if Dad doesn't believe me, it's obviously not you who hit me."

Qi Yanqing rubbed Qi Chuxing's face heavily, "Don't cry, it's ugly."

Yes, who is to blame.

Obviously they don't believe it, and no one believes what they say.

After getting older, Qi Yanqing became less and less like a good boy.

Gathering crowds to fight and make trouble, skipping classes to hang out with teachers, has become the kind of bad student that parents worry about the most.

Bai Fan went back to the countryside to see him a few times. She had her hair permed, her hair was dyed with grandma's ashes, and she had several piercings in one ear, which was nothing like the one at home.

"Yanqing, you are ruining yourself. If you don't study hard and do this all day long, what will you do with your life in the future?"

Qi Yanqing was in the second year of junior high school at the time, and had already started dancing. He was slender and straight, and such a non-mainstream look looked good on him.

"If you come to scold me, don't come here in the future."

Bai Fanyu paused, and couldn't help but get angry a few times, pulled off his earrings, and wanted to take him to have his hair cut!

"Qi Yanqing! You're ignorant, you're going against Dad like this, you make me feel cold!"

Qi Yanqing ran away at that time, there are many dirt roads in the countryside, Bai Fan couldn't catch up with him at all.

They like to convict people too much, but anyone who goes to school and asks will know that the teachers don't have a headache for Qi Yanqing.

The school's first grades did not come from cheating.

In the final exam, he ranked first in the city and third in the province. The teachers felt very relieved.

Later, at the age of 22, he finished his graduate studies and won numerous international awards for dance. He has already shined brightly on this road.

But he was trapped by the wall by Lu Yichao, and he heard his deafening roar, "Qi Yanqing, stop making trouble! My mother is dying! Let the people outside you get away!"

Qi Yanqing held his face and told him to calm down and look at himself, "Believe me, I won't hurt you!"

"Qi Yanqing! Do you fucking think that everyone is as heartless as you! The life and death of your parents and brothers has nothing to do with you!"

Qi Yanqing seemed to be hollowed out, so he could only repeat it.

"Why can't you trust me, something will happen when you go out!"

Lu Yizhao looked crazy, his eyes were red but his pupils were dilated, and the news from the hospital kept coming back from his mobile phone.

Tell him Mrs. Lu has no bones left.

Tell him that Mrs. Lu's flesh and blood fight is incomplete.

Tell him how long until the cremation, give him a countdown.

Qi Yanqing could hardly hold Lu Yichao, so he slapped him so hard that the words he yelled were broken.

"Lu Yichao, I know you're in pain, but can you be sober! I'm fucking protecting you!"

The phone rang again.

"Yi Chao, I don't need to see you for the last time, I'm cremated, and there's nothing left."

Lu Yichao clenched his fist and slammed it against the wall, pinching Qi Yanqing's face with bloody hands, forcing him to look up.

"Qi Yanqing, I hate you to death."

Qi Yanqing didn't see such strong hatred from the second person.

The person he loves the most hates him to the bone.

So his love can no longer be spoken.

It's okay to love or hate, just be pure, just choose one, there's no need to make yourself so worried.

I'm used to being hated anyway.

Qi Yanqing opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling blankly. It had been a long time since he had dreamed of the past.

I thought I had forgotten it.

He moved a bit and heard the sound of water, only to realize that he was still in the bathtub, no wonder it was so cold.

He crawled out of the bathtub and got under the quilt, still feeling cold, so cold that his lungs were full of ice.

Not only is it cold, but it hurts, it hurts everywhere... He thought vaguely, the estrus period has passed again.

In the next room, Lu Yichao received Zhou Jian's WeChat.

"Is Mr. Lu and our Qingqing together? I can't contact him. Is he better? There will be a game in a few days, but don't get sick. Let Qingqing stop being brave and take good care of her body."

After listening, Lu Yichao took the room card and went to the next door, brushing the door while talking.

"It turned off again, Zhou Jian couldn't find you, he asked when you were going to train."

There was no sound at all in the room.

"Qi Yanqing, what time do you still sleep!" Lu Yichao walked up impatiently and patted the quilt.

He didn't sleep all night, just waiting for the message, thinking that he couldn't bear it and asked himself for help, waiting all night for nothing!

Lu Yichao lifted the quilt, "Qi...what's the matter with you?"

Qi Yanqing's clothes were all wet, sticking to his body, soaking the quilt, his face was very red, and he shrank and shivered.

I touched my forehead and was shocked by the temperature. I had a high fever, so hot!

"Are you dead! Don't you know how to call someone when you feel uncomfortable?! Be brave! You are the best at being brave!"

Lu Yichao yelled and hugged him up, his whole body was hot, if it burned overnight, he would not be far from being stupid!

"Uh...it hurts..." Qi Yanqing frowned and muttered, his whole body felt sore when touched, and his internal organs were burning.

"You still know it hurts." Lu Yichao carried him back to his room, took off his wet clothes and put them under the quilt, his movements were much gentler.

Qi Yanqing kept talking about pain and discomfort vaguely, his pale and flushed face looked pitiful.

Lu Yichao called the doctor to come up, and then gently stroked Qi Yanqing's back through the quilt, half coaxing: "It won't be uncomfortable in a while, Qingqing."

Qi Yanqing pressed against his body, shaking uncomfortably.

After the doctor came, he checked Qi Yanqing's gland first, and saw that there were scars on it, and looked at Lu Yichao with doubts and dissatisfaction.

"Did you do it? Do you still treat Omega as a human being?"