lark

Zhang Hong hurried home today, saying that something happened at home.

After Qi Yubai agreed to him, he rushed back to the old house within half an hour after picking up his laptop.

There is a fire in his heart, and his whole body is as dangerous as a volcano that is about to erupt at any time, and all surrounding houses, trees, and people may be affected.

He couldn't understand why his father insisted on fighting against him.In the past, when sending him abroad, he would stand stubbornly outside the customs until he could not see anyone, and pretend to be strict on the overseas phone calls, lest he imitate the bad father. Where did he go?Why without the glue of mother, father and him are like two magnets with the same pole, always repelling each other, and can never get closer.

Each of the two wanted to prove that their ideas were right, and each wanted to convince the other, but neither could convince the other.

The taxi rushed all the way back to the suburban villa under his urging, and Zhou Li opened the door for him.

"Master! Have you had your supper yet?"

Qi Yubai's face sank like water: "Where's my dad?"

Zhou Li was taken aback by his expression: "I-I'm in the study."

Passing through the stone path in the front yard, the garage with six shutter doors is still lit not far away, and someone must be cleaning it.The chandelier on the ceiling of the hall is dazzling, but there is no one in the hall.Qi Yubai came to the second floor, and the door of the study room was a little bit open.

"dad."

He stood at the door and shouted in a deep voice.

"Come in."

Pushing the door and entering, there is no light in the house, but the light and shadow flicker on and off like the devil in people's hearts-the projection is playing on the wall.

"came back?"

Qi Zhonghui sat on the sofa, did not turn his head to look at him, his eyes were focused on the picture in front of him.

"I'm watching a video of your mother's life, do you want to watch it together?"

The pictures generated by high-definition projection are lifelike, but the time is five years ago.Bai Shaoyin was wearing a light brown dress with French checks, her hair was casually pulled up and coiled behind her head, and a black wood and white jade hairpin that Qi Yubai took back from a friend for her was pinned to it.Dressing in a non-standard way, the father and son always joked with her about it.

The steel basin, iron frame and silver spoons on the three-meter-long island were in a mess. She was learning how to make a birthday cake with Mrs. Zhou in the kitchen, rubbing a slap-sized piece of flour on her chin and neck.

"Oh ma'am! This flour needs to be sieved and cannot be poured in directly!"

"Really?" Bai Shaoyin spread her hands and smiled, pretending to be innocent, "Why didn't you say it earlier!" She raised her head and looked at the camera, "Son, your mother made another mistake, and the baking time of your cake was delayed by half an hour again .”

In the video, Mrs. Zhou is not as old as she is now. She smiled helplessly and shook her head while rescuing the materials in the basin, worrying in her mouth: "This young master will have to wait for a long time after getting off the plane and returning home." She counted Counting the time, he patted his thigh, "No, Ma'am, you should just watch from the side, let me do it."

"How can that be done?!" Bai Shaoyin objected earnestly, "If he finds out that I'm cheating, he won't be happy. Oh, don't complain, teach me again, hurry up."

The camera moved forward, and the cameraman probably wanted to convey the busyness of the people in the mirror, causing a burst of displeasure.

"If you don't help, stay away and shoot, don't affect our performance, okay? Anyway, my son is mine, and you can do nothing but scold him."

The video stopped abruptly at this point, and someone pressed pause.

Qi Yubai turned his head and saw that Qi Zhonghui on the sofa lowered his head and rubbed the base of his nose with his right hand.In the dimness, it was hard to see whether his eyes were red, but neither father nor son asked to continue watching.

"Sit." Qi Zhonghui tilted his head, motioning for him to sit beside him.

"Let's talk standing up." Qi Yubai straightened his back and looked calm.

"up to you."

Qi Zhonghui put down the remote control in his hand and lit a cigarette by himself, the air was immediately filled with the smoky smell of tobacco.He smoked one after another, his profile was vague, and the white mist ran out of his mouth like an endless stream, intertwined with the oblique light refracted on the wall, like the carnival of pain in the middle of the night, dull and depressing.

Qi Yubai suppressed his voice and coughed.

"What's the matter?" Qi Zhonghui asked, "I can't bear the smell of this smoke? I remember you used to smoke more than me."

Qi Yubai has not smoked since taking the medicine, but he is not going to explain.That's not why he's here tonight.

"Fang Qiran has approached me." He cut straight to the point, "She refused to invest in Ben Yun, did you ask for it?"

"It turns out that you ran back angrily for such a thing."

Qi Zhonghui didn't care about it at all, as if this matter was insignificant to him, but he stepped on a leaf while passing by, which had neither weight nor sound.

"There is such a thing." The sparks on the cigarette butt in his hand flickered on and off, as if dancing in the air.

"I discussed with Qi Ran that you should get engaged to her as soon as possible and solve your personal problems. I will support both of your companies, so you don't have to worry about your career." He paused, "Speaking of this matter, I still Instead of asking you, you questioned me first. Your company is short of money, so instead of asking your biological father for help, you found a girlfriend first, what's the point?"

The thief shouted "Catch the thief", which made Qi Yubai feel disgusted.

He said indifferently: "If it wasn't for my biological father's obstruction, I'm afraid I wouldn't be as stretched as I am now."

"What are you talking about." Qi Zhonghui took a puff of cigarette, and said slowly, "You are not good at running the company, and I am the one to blame in the end. That's all, now I want to help my son, but my son is still angry at me. Her Fang Qiran's money is money, but my Qi Zhonghui's money is not money?"

Qi Yubai's heart felt cold, and he met his gaze and asked, "If I take your money, will Ben Yun still be mine?"

Ben Yun became Qi's appendage, and Qi Yubai's life became Qi Zhonghui's appendage, used to paralyze, deceive, and comfort himself.

Qi Zhonghui laughed when he drew the line: "Whose is not yours? As long as you are willing to come back, even the Qi family will be yours in the future. You are not willing to do something that many people can't even dream of."

If the price of money is freedom, then Qi Yubai is really unwilling.

It was hard for him to imagine what his future life would be like once he accepted such a condition.He had been to the office on the top floor of Qi's before. It was luxurious and modern, spacious and empty. The people sitting in it seemed to be in a hurry, but if he lost his emotion and pursuit, it would be no different from a prison.It is impenetrable, dark and sees no light, no one can walk in, and no one can walk out.

No one would sit and read the script while he was working overtime, and no one would call him to ask what time he would be home in the evening. Instead, there would be just a strange so-called marriage.After that, every minute and every second is like an invisible vine, wrapping around his neck and tightening his wrist, he will become short of breath, unable to move, no one to talk to, no one to listen to.

It would be a nightmare to live, a life too long.

Qi Zhonghui slowly exhaled a choking smoke, staring at him like a hook.

"In business, talk about business, let's take a long-term view, son. Your company will not be able to match half of Qi's after ten or twenty years of operation. What's the difference?"

This is too self-righteous, Qi Yubai shook his head: "I don't want to go back to the Qi family, why bother?"

The soot fell down, and Qi Zhonghui snorted coldly: "I'm afraid it's not because you don't want to go back to the Qi family, but because you don't want to listen to my words and get engaged to Fang Qiran."

"That's right." Qi Yubai affirmed calmly, "I won't be engaged to her."

"why?"

"There is no emotion between us, this marriage is destined to be a tragedy."

"Tragedy?" Qi Zhonghui sneered and said, "You don't have to do this with me. You are too free and idealistic. I would have known that I would never have agreed with you to study abroad. If you study management well in China, how could things like this happen later? After all these years of nonsense, you should know how to restrain yourself, and stop fooling me with your so-called true love. Don’t think I don’t know, you Don't you just want to continue spending time and drinking outside? What kind of relationship..." He snorted, "Listen to me and tell her immediately that you agree to be engaged to her."

These words tore up the last possibility of peaceful negotiations between father and son.

Qi Yubai said sternly: "My engagement to her is harming others and myself, and I will never have any relationship with her in my life."

Qi Zhonghui laughed again: "Man and woman have been together for a long time, how can they not have sex? Besides, what did you do to her? She thinks she is very attractive, and she wants to marry you and conquer your tough bone. I Look at her, she is a thoughtful woman, much better than those starlets who crawled into your bed. After you get married, you will have a baby with her. If you really don’t like it, I won’t stop you Go out and have fun."

Qi Yubai frowned deeply: "Could it be that before you married my mother, you also had this kind of thought?"

"What did you say?"

Qi Zhonghui shouted, got up suddenly from the sofa, and slammed the low table in front of him, "How can she be compared with your mother?"

The two father and son looked at each other head-on, and refused to give in to each other for a moment.

"I thought you loved my mother, at least you knew what true love and respect are." Qi Yubai did not change his face, but his tone sank, "I didn't expect to say such a thing, I am very disappointed in you. "

"Disappointed in me?" Qi Zhonghui snorted coldly, "I haven't even said how disappointed I am in you, but you are disappointed in me first."

The cigarette in his hand burned to the end, and he pressed it forcefully into the ashtray.

"Guess how disappointed I was when you killed your mother, how disappointed I was when you refused to return to the Qi family, and how disappointed I was when you were ignorant of men like a homosexual?"

"It's not resemblance." Qi Yubai looked up at him, "I'm just gay, the kind that I can't change in my life."

"you!"

Qi Zhonghui's face turned red instantly, as if hearing what he said was unbearable, he raised his foot and kicked the edge of the table, making a long sound as the table leg rubbed against the floor.

"Don't think I can't control you! Let me tell you, as long as I'm still your father, you have to listen to me! Either you piss me off too, or marry me honestly! Do you hear me?!"

"I said it was impossible." Qi Yubai was unmoved, his expression remained indifferent, "You will always be my father, but I will not give up on Benyun and return to the Qi family, let alone marry Fang Qiran."

Qi Zhonghui kicked again violently, and the table was kicked completely sideways, but he almost lost his footing, and staggered back a step.Then there was a loud bang, and the ashtray slid off the table, Gululu rolled two meters away, and the ash inside was scattered all over the floor.

Qi Yubai quickly helped her with both hands: "Be careful."

Qi Zhonghui's two hands rested on his, and he was able to stand still. Qi Yubai was about to withdraw his hand, but his left palm was suddenly pinched.

"What are you wearing?!" Qi Zhonghui asked sharply.

Qi Yubai looked down, and the platinum ring on the ring finger of his left hand was also shining faintly in the dark room.Well, he thought, it was originally intended to be talked about.

"ring."

Qi Zhonghui's eyes were burning like a torch: "Where did you get the ring?"

"Wearing it on the ring finger, of course it's an engagement ring." Qi Yubai also looked at him, "The reason why I can't get engaged to Fang Qiran is because I have already given this promise to someone else."

"Nonsense!" Qi Zhonghui said angrily, "Even my parents and elders didn't inform me that I got engaged to someone privately. Who is the other party? That Lin Nan?"

Qi Yubai didn't answer him.

"I asked you if you were or not?!"

"It's my business."

Snapped!

In a rage, Qi Zhonghui slapped Qi Yubai with his backhand, causing his head to tilt to one side.

"You bastard! Who will allow you to continue to entangle with the man!"

Qi Yubai's right face turned red, and he slowly turned his head back, his neck was still stiff, and his attitude did not loosen at all.

"I don't need anyone's permission to mess with anyone," he said, "whether it's a man or a woman."

Snapped!

Another slap was made, and the fragile father-son relationship between the two was crumbling in the wild wind like dead wood.

"Say one more word?!"

"Me and the man—"

Snapped!

He slapped him in the face again without hesitation, trying to slap him so that he could no longer make a sound.

Qi Yubai wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth with the back of his right hand, his left hand was hanging by his side and trembled slightly, and said without blinking, "Whether you agree or disagree today, the things I have decided will not change."

Qi Zhonghui's face was livid, and he was almost trembling with anger, staring at his son with extremely oppressive eyes, his chest heaved violently.

"In that case," he strode to the bookshelf and took a familiar photo frame, threw it at Qi Yubai's feet without hesitation, and said sharply, "We don't need to say any more, I only give you two choices: Either stop those dirty thoughts for me, go back to the Qi family honestly, and marry Miss Fang's family; or, get out of this house forever, and everything about the Qi family will have nothing to do with you from now on. It doesn’t matter, even if you are forced to jump off the building by the bank, no one will care about you.”

Qi Yubai bent down and picked up the photo frame, which contained a group photo of their family of three.

In summer, the sea was foggy. On the shore of Santorini, the three of them were not wearing shoes. The father and son separated on both sides, and Bai Shaoyin stood in the middle.Behind it is a blue dome church with a holy white wall, everything is as beautiful as a mural.

Too bad the frame is broken.

He looked at his father with decisive eyes, and the anger and powerlessness in his heart burned like a fire, scorching his internal organs.

"Fine," he said, "I'm leaving now."

When Mrs. Zhou heard that the young master was back, she hurriedly made a cup of honey water and took it out of the kitchen. Before she reached the second floor, she met Qi Yubai who was rushing downstairs on the stairs.

"Master! Master?"

Qi Yubai ignored it and strode up to the first floor, his leather shoes creaking on the solid wood floor.

"Zhou Li!" He stamped his feet at the door, and shouted back, "Help me open the garage!"

"Eh!"

Zhou Li poked his head out from the small garden on the first floor, and saw his face was as black as ink, and his right cheek was swollen. He was startled, trotted all the way to him, and looked at him against the light in front of the door, "Master ...you are...what's the matter with you?"

"Help me open the garage." Qi Yubai repeated.

"Are you going out so late?"

"Open the garage!"

The words he heard and the persecution he received tonight weighed on his heart like lead, and he had to go away to solve it, but at this moment, he just wanted to leave this home, and the farther the better, the better.

There was a bang from the slideway, and the rolling door finally opened.

Qi Yubai was covered with thorns all over his body, strode into the garage like a shooting star, and got into the long-lost Rolls-Royce without even thinking about it. It only took three seconds to start it quickly, and he left the old car as if flying away. House.

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The night is like a curtain, the stars and the moon are dark, and the restlessness is as thin as a mayfly in the air.

boom--

The all-black steel body is like an enraged beast, speeding all the way along the suburban road, without even stepping on the brakes, it slid across the cold and hard ground like an electric current!

The quiet winding mountain road, the lonely cockpit, like the only ship on the sea, waiting for it is the stormy waves of the whole ocean.

The windows of the car are fully down, and the night wind blows fiercely, like roaring and crying, like rage and venting.The wheels turned wildly, the engine roared, Qi Yubai stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, the pointer on the dial became more and more flat, and it was almost impossible to turn.The fast-moving coupe seems to be flying into the air, bringing the people in the car a moment of weightless relaxation.

The blood ran wildly in his body, the skin was stimulated by the cool wind, and goose bumps appeared layer after layer, the air in his lungs overflowed and exhaled, and the left hand holding the steering wheel was still trembling involuntarily.

He wanted to leave, to go ashore, to escape from persecution and imprisonment, to a place where he could really breathe, a place of his own.

So he picked up the phone and dialed Lin Nan's number without any hesitation.

At the same time, Lin Nan was already lying down on the warm and comfortable bed, and he seemed to be able to smell a bit of Qi Yubai's scent from yesterday, feeling at ease and safe.He was holding his mobile phone, thinking whether to send a text message to say good night to the other party, when the screen suddenly lit up.

Seeing the name above, Lin Nan smiled in surprise, and quickly pressed the connect button without delaying a second.

"Mr. Qi." He called softly.

The wind roared on the other end of the phone, and Qi Yubai's voice seemed to be separated by a layer of sea water: "Lin Nan, where are you?"

Lin Nan was startled, then smiled and replied, "I'm at home, how about you? Are you still outside? It sounds like the signal is not very good."

"I am here……"

"What?" Lin Nan didn't hear clearly, and involuntarily pressed the phone to his ear.

"I'm in... Bohai..."

"What did you say?" Lin Nan tried his best to recognize his words, but still continued intermittently, "Are you in Bohai?"

"...Bai Hai...waiting for you."

"Wait for me?" Lin Nan caught the word, "Do you want me to go there now?"

The wind was still howling over there, Lin Nan turned his head hesitantly, only to see that there was clearly a peaceful time outside the window, where is the wind coming from?

"Mr. Qi?" He called out tentatively.

"Mr. Qi?"

beep!

The sharp ringing came suddenly from the phone, piercing his eardrums, and the echo circled in his mind for two seconds.

Bang-! !

The bang of the metal impact passed through the eardrums and went straight into the brain.

Lin Nan took the phone away, opened his lips slightly, and opened his eyes in confusion, staring at the call time on the screen.

Two minutes and five, two minutes and six, two minutes and seven.

Second after second, the call continued, but there was only deathly silence in the receiver.