drowning tide

It's almost time, Wen Li stood up from the dressing table, smoothed the wrinkles on the skirt, and turned to the dressing mirror aside, the woman in the mirror had obviously been carefully dressed, every frown and smile were as beautiful as if she had been reborn.

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the Bulgari snake-shaped ring in the jewelry box, hesitated for a moment, held it in her hand, and whispered, "Please bless me, I must see that person."

There was no one in the corridor outside, so she walked on tiptoe, fearing that the sound of her footsteps would disturb the others in the house, and when she got down to the living room on the first floor, she didn't expect that someone would already be guarding here.

"What are you going to do?"

Wen Zhicheng put down the newspaper in his hand, and calmly looked at his well-dressed daughter, "Tell me, who are you going to see in such a beautiful dress?"

He had lost a lot of weight in the month or so since he came back from Changgang Wharf, and the stubborn fat that he couldn't get rid of in the past slipped away like butter on open fire.Once the excess fat disappears, the similarity between his facial features and the former chairman of Wen Zhengting, Wen Zhengting, will no longer be concealed. Several times when Wen Li looked at him, he seemed to see a grandfather who was decades younger, full of silent oppression .

"I, I'm going to drink tea with Gao Lan and the others..."

"Okay, do you want me to call Lao Gao in front of you and ask what his daughter is doing?" Wen Zhicheng waved his hand, and lightly exposed his daughter's lies, "How long are you going to embarrass me?" ?”

The blood on Wen Li's face faded instantly, and Wen Zhicheng glanced at her, "I'll say it again if you can't remember, that person's name is not Yin Yuan, his real name is Nie Xicheng, he is the adopted son of North American Chinese gangster Yao Yi, His biological father was Nie Yuansheng, a former tycoon in the water transportation industry in Rongcheng. Nie Yuansheng died in an accident. He said it was an accident, but it was actually a murder arranged by your grandfather. There has been no such person as Yin Yuan in this world since seven or eight years ago, only A ghost full of hatred for the Wen family, now this ghost puts on human skin again and lives under the sun, normal people should stay away, but you are fine, the scars are healed and the pain is forgotten, and in a blink of an eye, he throws himself into his arms again, Should I scold you for being cheap, or should I scold myself for being too stupid to teach you well."

"But..." Wen Li bit his lip, "He didn't kill me, he didn't even let people abuse me, would he treat me..."

"It's better to thank me than you thank him. Do you know what I paid to redeem you?"

Because of the act of exchanging Sheng Jiang for Wen Li, he was scolded and humiliated by Xu Qin with harsh words that he had never heard for a long time. He took off his shirt in a small airtight room and was whipped with a cane. There are also traces left by the beating at that time.

"Father, you are going to inherit the Wen family, what is a small company!"

Unexpectedly, Wen Li, who was passing by, replied unconvincedly, and Wen Zhicheng wanted to slap her immediately, but his arm was still in mid-air, and he couldn't get it down.

"...I'm sorry, Dad." Seeing Wen Zhicheng's red eyes, she realized that she had said something wrong, and wanted to apologize in a panic.

This period of time is enough for her to see clearly that even though her father is bad in every way, he is the only person in this family who takes her life and death seriously. How can she contradict her like this?

Even so, her wish was still so strong, "Dad, I really want to see him again..."

Wen Zhicheng's anger that had been dissipated was rekindled by her words, "Have you not given up yet? Well, I wanted to save you some face, but now that I think about it, I am really stupid."

He took out a dozen photos from under the coffee table, all of which were secretly taken with drones from far away, and the clarity was barely enough to see who was taking the photos.

Seeing the content of the photo clearly, Wen Li was about to lose his footing. Wen Zhicheng said coldly, "Has he ever been so gentle and considerate to you? If you want to be affectionate, at best he doesn't hate you that much, as long as you still have With the blood of the Wen family, it is impossible for him to treat you as an ordinary person, let alone have affection for you. As for why he didn't abuse you, it is my condition. If he dares to let you lose a hair, I will Dare to destroy Shengjiang. What are you? He cherishes Shengjiang. Shengjiang is the company left by his father. Can you compare?"

The cruel truths that were unknown in the past were revealed one by one, and Wen Li knelt on the ground and cried loudly.

Wen Zhicheng watched her shoulders shaking from crying, and finally squatted down softly, hugging her like when she was a child, "Ali, promise me, you will stay at home honestly during this time, and don't go anywhere Is it? I'm worried that Wen Fan will harm you."

Wen Li cried and hiccupped constantly, with snot and tears all over Wen Zhicheng's clothes, not even knowing the makeup, "Why? Isn't that little bastard Wen Fan going to get out?"

"I don't know, I'm panicked." Wen Zhicheng pressed her head into his arms, "Wen Fan is definitely not a fuel-efficient person. If he dies, he will take a back seat. This person may be you or me. , or someone else. It doesn’t matter to me whether other people live or die. You are different. You are my only child. If something happens to you, I will die. Promise me, hide, and don’t let him find you. "

·

The high-rise building is windy, blowing neon lights and stars to sway to the other side of the dark blue planet.

It was "this time" every week again, Nie Xicheng leaned on the balcony railing and called someone, "Uncle Yao, how are you lately?"

"I..." Nie Xicheng only heard this word clearly, and the rest was the rustling noise of electricity, making it difficult to distinguish the specific content.

He waited for a few minutes, but the situation didn't improve, so he asked tentatively, "...I'll call you another day?"

"Don't hang up, I'm out of it. Can you hear me clearly now?"

"I can hear you clearly."

The man's voice suddenly became clear, and he probably changed the place to answer the phone, "You asked me how I am? What else can I do, I am not sick or in pain, I can eat and sleep, I am very good."

"That's good."

"It's still you who care about me, much more filial than that dead brat Charles."

"It's all I should. After all, if I really want to talk about it, I should call you father."

His biological father, Nie Yuansheng, had been dead for more than ten years, and now he had another father in the legal sense. This father was none other than Yao Yi, Nie Yuansheng's brother with a different surname.

For so many years, his address to Yao Yi has not changed, and Yao Yi himself does not mind this kind of thing, "Just ask me?"

Nie Xicheng, whose mind was exposed, was momentarily embarrassed, "How is she...?"

"It's the same as usual, I have a headache occasionally, it's nothing serious. Speaking of which, she has recently become obsessed with flower arrangement, and the works she has practiced are all over the house."

Thinking of that scene, Nie Xicheng couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth, "Does it look good?"

"It's okay, I'm a rough person, I'm too artistic to understand, but flowers, it's hard to see where they are inserted. Fortunately, no one in the family is allergic to pollen, otherwise I will definitely suffer."

"It's a blessing. She used to like flower arranging very much, and now she's gone around and back to the original point."

Yao Yi heard that he was in a good mood, and felt that the time was almost ripe, "When will you come back next time?"

Nie Xicheng slowly suppressed his smile, "I don't know, it's between Christmas and Spring Festival, hiss."

When he was inattentive for a while, the cigarette in his hand almost burned his fingers, so he took a deep breath and threw it into the trash can beside him.

"What's the matter with you?" Yao Yi thought something happened to him, and asked him nervously.

Nie Xicheng asked him not to worry, "It's a little thing."

"Then do you want to go home and have a meal?" Yao Yi thought he was not resisting what he said, and persuaded him a little carefully, "She asked about you a few days ago, when you will come back, she hasn't seen you for a long time I passed you, and said that it is not easy for you to be outside alone, and you can come back if you can..."

"Is she still the same?"

Nie Xicheng interrupted Yao Yi's chattering with such a question, Yao Yi suddenly came to his senses, and said with a guilty conscience, "Yes, yes."

"Forget it, there is no need to meet."

Yao Yi fell silent, "You still don't see her? It's all my fault, if I don't look for... I'm sorry, I..."

"It's not your fault, it's fine now, just turn over the past."

"but……"

"Don't worry, I'm fine now, if you want, I'll bring him back to see you next time."

They talked some more, Nie Xicheng hung up the phone and was about to enter the house, but after walking two steps, he noticed someone beside him.

Yi Huai, who was supposed to be asleep on the bed in the bedroom, stood in the dark shadows and heard how many conversations they had.

"Did I wake you up?"

Yi Huai shook his head, but Nie Xicheng did not continue to ask, "I can't sleep, can you accompany me?"

Although it was a question sentence, Nie Xicheng was sure that he would agree to the words.

Nie Xicheng turned on the light in the living room, pointed to the sofa for Yi Huai who came over to sit down, and then rummaged through the small refrigerator at the bar.

"Do you want beer?"

"want."

Nie Xicheng took two cans of beer, one for himself and one for Yi Huai.

The soda can was opened, and the cold and fine foam gushed out quickly. Yi Huai took two sips and put it aside, but Nie Xicheng was thirsty after talking on the phone for too long, so he drank the whole can of beer in one go.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop."

Nie Xicheng threw away the empty can and sat beside him, with his warm and firm thighs pressed against his. If it were another occasion, the touch of skin-to-skin contact would definitely be extremely distracting.

"It's okay, anyway, I will tell you sooner or later, I don't want to hide too much from you."

"Is that person you mentioned just now Aunt Jiang?" Yi Huai lowered his head not to look at Nie Xicheng's face, and said in a voice that was just a little louder than a whisper.

If it weren't for the living room being too quiet, the volume would probably be drowned in the torrent of night.

"Yes." Nie Xicheng replied unexpectedly straightforwardly.

"What's up with her?"

"How much do you remember about her?"

"I remember... I remember that she was not in a good state because of that incident."

He remembered that since the news of Uncle Nie's death came, Auntie Jiang had collapsed. She locked herself in the room without eating or drinking. She didn't respond to anyone talking to her.

As long as she was in a better state at that time, he and Nie Xicheng would not have gone too far and ended up in that situation, but he had no way to blame a woman who had lost the love of his life.

"She was crazy. She couldn't bear the fact that her father died, so she went crazy. After Uncle Yao brought her to the United States, her condition became more and more serious. During the worst period, she had to wear restraint clothes so as not to hurt herself."

Yi Huai couldn't believe what he heard, "How could this be? Didn't you say you wanted to take me to see her?"

He still remembered that when he was visiting Uncle Nie's grave, Nie Xicheng himself promised to take him to visit Aunt Jiang.Regarding her matter, he has always had a little luck in his heart, and what Nie Xicheng said made up for his luck.

Nie Xicheng laughed self-deprecatingly, "Don't worry, she has recovered now, well, basically it can be said that."

"really?"

Yi Huai's surprise didn't last more than a minute before being extinguished by Nie Xicheng's next words.

"Well, Uncle Yao tried all kinds of methods to cure her illness, and the one who finally worked was a hypnotist. I don't know what the hypnotist did. She did wake up, but she lost a long time accordingly. A memory, I don’t remember ever getting married, I don’t remember ever having a child... After asking my permission, Uncle Yao told her that he was her fiancé and they lived a happy life until last fall when she gave birth A car accident."

"Are they...together?"

"Well, Uncle Yao is a good man. They held a wedding in the summer of the second year. Charles is her child with Uncle Yao. The boy is eight years old this year. She and Uncle Yao love him very much."

Even though her body and instincts still remembered that she had a child, the vacancy of that was filled by Charles' presence, allowing her to devote herself wholeheartedly to her present happiness.

"how about you?

"I thought this was fine, but Uncle Yao decided to adopt me as an adopted son. In this way, I can still have a little relationship with her legally..."

Yi Huai could hardly listen anymore, "You...why?" Why can you accept such a thing?

"Compared to watching her die in madness and pain, I would rather she live. I don't have a father anymore, I can't live without a mother..."

Regarding Nie Xicheng's answer, Yi Huai opened his mouth, but said nothing.

——But what is the difference between this and losing?

Nie Xicheng, who understood what he meant, turned around, "It's different. If she died, many people would suffer. Now, only I will suffer... Well, I'm actually not in pain. It's worse than looking at her." It's better to die. At most, I miss her when I can't bear it. It's not her now. It's the mother who hugs me and smiles. No matter what I do, I can't get angry with me. I haven't called her mother for a long time. Now, she's just Charles' mother."

"Okay, don't talk about it." Yi Huai, who had heard enough, couldn't bear it anymore, "I see, you definitely didn't plan to take me to see her. Let me think about it, you definitely plan to take me to see her from a distance Just make sure she's safe."

"how do you know?"

Nie Xicheng was pushed down on the sofa, looking at the person who straddled him calmly.

"I just know it."

"I really can't hide it from you, little villain, you have been terribly sensitive since you were a child." Nie Xicheng reached out and stroked his cheek and neck, "But I plan to introduce you to Uncle Yao and say that this is my future partner, except you I don't want anyone."

"You said that I have a personality problem, so where can you get yourself?" Yi Huai avoided his hand, lowered his head and bit his, "You shouldn't be like this, you shouldn't be like this..."

The Nie Xi in his memory is like the sun, that light has been shining into the depths of his darkness, making him nostalgic no matter what.

"Then do you like me now?"

Yi Huai didn't answer his question, he bent down and kissed Nie Xicheng's scar reverently, the hot breath he exhaled made Nie Xicheng itchy.

These scars spread all over Nie Xicheng's upper body, and every time he saw them, his heart tightened, "You still have me."

The old scars will not fade even with a kiss, they will always exist in this place, reminding them of the past that cannot be erased.

"I'm yours alone."