drowning tide

The Luo family's personal doctor came all night in the rain, and after a long time of tossing, Yi Huai's fever was finally cured.

"You must rest." The doctor knew that Yi Huai was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and he repeatedly urged him earnestly, "Otherwise, your life will be affected in the future, and you don't want your memory to decline at a young age, and you will have a headache when you think about something?"

Yi Huai didn't speak, but An's mother on the side couldn't stop nodding, "I know, I know, I will watch him well."

An's mother sent the doctor to the guest room to rest, and he lay back down again, and fell asleep again after a while.

The medicine prescribed by the doctor has calming and calming ingredients. After the fever stopped, he slept soundly and didn't have any dreams. It was no different from passing out. When he opened his eyes again, the sky would be bright again.

All these years of life have given him the habit of never staying in bed, and he must get up when he wakes up. His first reaction after waking up is that he feels much better, and he doesn't feel dizzy like yesterday.

The water glass next to the bed was empty, and he was really thirsty, so he had to go downstairs to drink water. There were more things piled up in the corridor on the first floor than yesterday, and most of them were covered with dust. They looked quite old. He passed by I didn’t notice when I tripped over something, but the high pile of cardboard boxes seemed to be crumbling, so I hurriedly reached out to hold it to prevent it from falling down and causing a murder.

A thick booklet happened to fall from it to his feet. After he stabilized the cardboard box, he picked it up and looked, and found that it was an old photo album.

Normally he shouldn't peek at this kind of intimate family album, but he couldn't help opening it.

Luo Guanying, he wanted to see what the man killed by his father looked like - after such a long time, even if he saw Luo Guanying who came to the house more than once when he was a child, the memory itself would fade.

He casually flipped through a few pages, and suddenly his eyes were attracted by a photo in the lower left corner.

It was a very young Luo Yi, probably only fifteen or sixteen years old, with his hair cut very short, shoulder to shoulder with the equally young and handsome Fei Chuan, laughing happily at some untestable little things.

There is a radiance in Luo Yi's eyes that he has never seen before, a pure radiance that he loves something, completely different from this eccentric and elusive man now, this young man himself is like a bright light, so bright He didn't dare to take a second look, as if he would be burned.

He couldn't waste any more time in this kind of place, he quickly turned over to find what he was looking for.Found it, his eyes lit up, the protagonist of this photo should be Luo Guanying... When he saw the other protagonist of this photo, he was stunned.

"Yi Huai? Are you awake?"

Hearing footsteps coming this way, he quickly took out this photo and hid it in his T-shirt, closed the photo album and put it in its original place, and then met An Ma's anxious face.

"Why are there so many things piled up?" He rushed ahead of An's mother and asked the origin of these things, "Could it be that the walls of the storage room are leaking?"

An Ma quickly scanned her front and noticed that a stack of cardboard boxes had been knocked crooked by him, but she ignored the problem, "Luo Yi is not at home, so I just want to tidy up the storage room. Some things should be thrown away so as not to take up space." What are you doing? Didn't the doctor tell you to rest?"

"I'll come down to have something to eat, and get a glass of water." The place where the photo was sticking to the skin was uncomfortable, so he adjusted his posture so that the outline of the paper would not be too obvious, "It's you who cleans up these things by yourself Is it okay?"

"Why do I have a problem?" An Ma didn't doubt him, and reprimanded him blankly for not taking her body seriously, "The doctor came to give me a physical examination last month and praised me for being in good health. There are so many young men out there. Just help get them in, you don't need the attention of a patient."

If it wasn't for the fact that someone had moved the chair when he got up, Yi Huai would almost have wondered if the person who sang the lullaby to lull him to sleep last night was an illusion created by him because he was too uncomfortable.

An's mother didn't notice that he secretly took a photo inside, blew on the dust on the surface of the photo album, and put it away together with other things.

so close.Yi Huai felt really lucky - if he came down a little later, he would have missed a lot of things.

"I made porridge for you, and I'll warm it up for you after cleaning up and send it up here."

An Ma would rather move the big and small cardboard boxes by herself and refuse him to intervene, so he had to go back to his room upstairs as she said.

He closed the door and locked it out of an instinct of secrecy.

After finishing all the confidentiality work, he took out this photo from his clothes and looked at the sun.There is no mistake, the person in this black and white photo is Luo Guanying, and he also knows the woman he is hugging.

This woman is his mother Yang Yixuan.

She is really beautiful, especially when she was young, even she is not inferior to the former popular actress Jiang Xue-Jiang Xue is a quiet and elegant white rose, and she is a passionate red rose, the two have their own styles, All unforgettable.

In this photo, her and Luo Guanying’s eyes are full of smiles, just like any pair of close lovers, standing under a tree full of flowers, with scattered petals on their shoulders, they gestured to the camera together .

There is always a shooting time in the lower right corner of old photos like this. He looked at it and found that it was taken when he was three years old.

"Why is this..." He raised his arm to cover his eyes, and asked himself in a low voice.

Yeah, why is this happening?

-Some things are not what you see.

At that time, he didn't take Fei Chuan's words to heart, it wasn't what he saw, so what was the truth?

Yet the photo destroyed his awareness of something he believed so deeply.

The man holding his mother's arms is not his father, Yi Sheng, but Luo Yi's father, Luo Guanying—except for his demeanor and attire, Luo Yi looks almost exactly the same as Luo Guanying when he was young, so he has no room to deceive himself.

Their relationship must be closer than what this photo reveals. He suddenly didn't dare to think about it any further. If he thought about it further, he would touch some truths that were deliberately buried.

The question that had been ignored by him resurfaced again: Why did Yi Sheng, who has always been Luo Guanying's confidant, betray him and join forces with outsiders to put him to death?For money?If he was such an easy buy, Luo Guanying would not have reused him from the beginning.

This time he was sure that he knew the real answer: it wasn't money or power, but jealousy, a crazy jealousy that was so terrifying that it could swallow up a man's entire sanity.

Father loves mother very much, and Yi Huai has seen this since he was a child, and he is willing to do anything for mother.

Such strong feelings became a sharp double-edged sword at the moment he knew the fact that his wife had an affair with his boss.Out of revenge, he betrayed Luo Guanying, even if the price was his own life, he would send the two people who betrayed him to hell.