Under the Skin [Entertainment]

Long after Chu Sheng left, Pei Qingyang still sat where he was, letting the night swallow up the last rays of light bit by bit, the cold air of early spring raging all over his body, and he didn't even care about the dust on his expensive suit. Looking at him, tell him word by word, "At that time, I really loved you very, very much."

He had to admit that in more than thirty years, he had never felt so distressed.

Pei Qingyang has never liked anyone, let alone love.

On the contrary, quite a few people have mentioned this word to him, or in bed, or when he pays benefits, but it is never a serious occasion. According to Mr. Pei's habit, he certainly never took it seriously once.

When Wen Yuan told him how much Chu Sheng loved him, he was even shocked.

Love this kind of thing, sometimes, it is far more true to say it from the mouth of the person concerned than to be told by others.

When he got confirmation from Chu Sheng, when Chu Sheng left, he didn't catch up.

For the first time, he dared not touch Chu Sheng.

Chu Sheng has been by his side since he was 19 years old, and every inch of his body has left his marks. His ten years of youth have been occupied by him forcefully. Pei Qingyang never thought that he would dare not touch him when.

He could buy the helpless Chu Sheng who was at a loss, he could appease the Chu Sheng who lost his temper, and he could deal with Chu Sheng who had been dealing with him for ten years, but he didn't know how to deal with this defenseless man. , Chu Sheng holding a heart in front of him.

Especially that sincerity, which was once smashed to pieces by him.

He said that as long as Chu Sheng comes back, he can give him everything he wants. Now it seems so frivolous and ridiculous. What Chu Sheng really wants, he may never be able to give him.

It was early in the morning when we returned to Pei Garden, the sky turned from dark to bright, and the housekeeper got up early to take care of his affairs as usual, when he saw Pei Qingyang coming in from outside.

The housekeeper noticed the cold air all over his body, and his face turned pale. Although he didn't know where he got the cold, he was busy preparing ginger tea for him, but Pei Qingyang stopped him.

Pei Qingyang's voice was dull and hoarse, "Uncle Ou,"

The butler was taken aback. Mr. Xindao has become more and more abnormal recently, why did he suddenly become abnormal like this? The title 'Uncle Ou' has never been called by Pei Qingyang since he became an adult. Could it be that he was stunned today?

He couldn't help being frightened, but still bowed his head as usual: "What's wrong, sir?"

Pei Qingyang's middle finger and index finger were close together, and he pressed the eyebrows fiercely, "Should I not let Xiaosheng come back?"

The co-author suffered from the ex-lover.

Poor thing, it's so hard that my brain is out of order.

The housekeeper sincerely felt that the law of nature recurs, and retribution is not good. Everything will come and go. This was what his father said to him when he was alive. Now it seems that it is indeed an undeniable truth.

He sincerely answered Pei Qingyang's question: "Sir, in fact, I have seen Xiao Chu's affection for you for so many years. When Xiao Chu left here, I think he should be ashamed of death. There is nothing worse than death. If he really doesn't If you are willing to come back, sir, don't force it, you might as well divert your interest, maybe you won't always remember Xiao Chu."

The more Pei Qingyang heard this, the more uncomfortable he felt. He always felt that the housekeeper seemed to be scolding him, and the next sentence was going to persuade him to mourn, so he simply went upstairs to rest and didn't listen to it.

After closing his eyes, he seemed to be asleep for two hours, Pei Qingyang felt a little dizzy, and after sitting in the cold wind for several hours, he really had a cold.

Pei Qingyang has always been strict in diet and exercise, and rarely gets sick throughout the year. It has been a long time since he has taken care of such things as a cold.

He suddenly remembered that about five years ago, he had an accident in a car accident and injured his leg. Chu Sheng was filming out of town at that time, and rushed back immediately after hearing the news. When he woke up, Chu Sheng was peeling apples in front of the bed. Surprised and delighted, the apple and knife were thrown aside, only to ring the bell in a hurry to call the doctor.

After all the inspections were done, Chu Sheng was the only one left beside him. Chu Sheng took another apple and peeled it in his hand. The previous one was no longer fresh.

As if he was afraid that he would be bored, Chu Sheng continued his movements while rambling, "Why are you driving so carelessly, this time you almost scared me to death! Fortunately, I have few roles, and it's fine if I don't follow the group , I can still come back to take care of you, otherwise I will definitely not be able to sleep in the crew..."

When Chu Sheng said this, he suddenly stopped. He cut the peeled apple into small pieces and put them on the plate. He forked a piece with a small fork and fed it to him. He watched eagerly: "Is it delicious?"

He nodded, and Chu Sheng smiled. He smiled very beautifully, his eyes were bent and bright, as if he had never experienced any storms.

Chu Sheng forked another piece for himself to taste, then smiled and nodded, "Sweet!"

Then he lowered his head to peel the orange, still kept saying, "Look how kind I am to you! Willing to take care of you like this." He fed Pei Qingyang another orange, "Are you moved?"

Pei Qingyang looked at him quietly, and suddenly said: "Why do I feel that I can't move while lying on the bed, and you seem to be very happy?"

Chu Sheng immediately restrained his expression and touched his face, "Is there any, no! You think too much! You are my benefactor, you can't move, and I still have to worry about losing my job. What's there to be happy about!"

Pei Qingyang said it casually at first, but he thought it was funny to hear him defending so seriously, so he didn't say much.

He stayed in the hospital for more than two months that time, and it was a rare time for him and Chu Sheng to spend time alone.

On the day he was discharged from the hospital, Chu Sheng gave him a pair of ebony bracelets, which were said to be safe, and he didn't wear them again after wearing them for a while.

Just don't know where to put it.

Pei Qingyang didn't feel better until the afternoon. The housekeeper reminded that Pei's mother had called before and asked him to go home for dinner on weekends.

His mother probably felt that the relationship between their father and son was too stalemate, and wanted to create an opportunity to ease it.

Pei Qingyang got up and dressed neatly. Before going out, he came to the study room, found the ebony bracelet from a dusty box on the cabinet, and put it on his hand.

When he arrived at Pei's house, his father, Pei Xun, was reading a newspaper in the living room, and his mother seemed to be upstairs and still hadn't come down.

Pei Qingyang said, "I'm back." Then he handed over the coat to the maid beside him, and sat on another sofa by himself. Pei Xun only gave an 'hmm' through his nose, and said nothing else.

While eating, Mother Pei scooped up a bowl of soup for him and handed it to him with a smile. Of course she is old, but she has always been pampered, not to mention that she turned all living beings upside down when she was young, so even now, she still looks pretty when she smiles .

"Come on, try this, you have loved drinking since you were a child."

Pei Qingyang took it over and said, "Thank you."

At this time, Pei Xun, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "I called you back this time to discuss your marriage with the Sun family. I can pretend that what you did before didn't happen. In my opinion, I hope you can get married as soon as possible."

Mother Pei smiled and said: "Yes, the previous things are over, and the most important thing is to hurry up and organize the wedding."

Pei Qingyang took a sip of the soup, "I said I'm not getting married."

Pei Xun slammed the bowl down on the table, "It's fine that you argued about a man and refused to get married, but now that your little boy has left, what else do you want?"

Pei Qingyang felt bored, so he put down the bowl and chopsticks, and looked directly at his father, "I'm not married, and I have nothing to do with other people, and there is no room for negotiation."

"As for Chu Sheng," he said, "he's gone, I'll chase him back, this is not something you have to worry about."

"You bastard!" Pei Xun slapped the table and stood up, "A man who climbs the bed for the sake of superiority is worthy of your self-deprecation! How did my Pei family raise such a worthless son like you! Today I will put my words here, If you continue to fight against the family, none of my property will be left to you!"

Pei Qingyang sneered, "You think I need your money?"

"You!" Pei Xun pointed at his trembling hand, he gritted his teeth and said to Pei's mother, "This is the good son you taught!"

Mother Pei frowned, "What are you talking about! He is your son too! What's more, he is so old, what can't be said properly!"

"Okay! Okay! You mother and son team up to piss me off!"

Pei Xun left the table angrily, took the coat from the servant and left the house.

Pei Qingyang and Pei's mother couldn't take it anymore after eating a meal like this, so they asked the servants to come over and leave.

Pei's mother was standing in front of the living room window smoking, and Pei Qingyang walked over.

His tone was as cold and unwavering as his expression: "Where do you think he left home? The villa in the suburbs? Or the apartment in the city center?"

Mother Pei smiled, took a puff of the cigarette, and then slowly exhaled, "It's probably a suburban villa. It's been very hot lately."

"Why do you never interfere with him?"

Pei Qingyang never asked about matters between his parents. He once thought that such a relationship was normal. After all, since he could remember, his parents had always been like this, but now he suddenly wanted to ask.

His mother turned her side slightly, her tone surprised, "What am I doing to interfere with him? Everyone has their own lives."

"Yes," Pei Qingyang nodded, "He never asked you and Uncle He either."

"After all, you and Dad are the same person."

Pei Qingyang turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Pei's mother, "What are you doing?"

She turned around, "Are you really going to turn against a man and your family? Are you crazy? What's so good about that little thing? It's worth it for you to do this?"

Pei Qingyang shook his head lightly, "It's not that I did too much for him, but that I did too little for him."

"I used to take your way of life for granted and thought it was right, but now I don't think so."

After Pei Qingyang left, Mother Pei still stood still, a faint blue smoke rose, until the cigarette burnt to the end, she was slightly happy, the orange-red fire lit up in the dark, then dimmed again .

"I'm not the same person as him."

However, no one listened to her saying this sentence, and she didn't say it for others.

On the way back to the car, Pei Qingyang twirled the beads in his hand, he suddenly missed Chu Sheng very much.

He'd never wanted to see him so much.

Pei Qingyang told the driver to turn around and gave the address of Chu Sheng's apartment.

Half an hour later, the car slowly stopped under Chu Sheng's apartment.

Pei Qingyang rolled down the car window, and he could see that the window was lit with a faint warm yellow light. The decoration inside was very crowded, but it was unexpectedly warm and reassuring.

The person he wanted to see was inside at the moment, maybe he was reciting his lines seriously, preparing for the new play, or he might be eating snacks, after all, no one would control him now.

Pei Qingyang just watched quietly without speaking, and did not ask the driver to drive the car away until the window lights went out.