The Continuation of Only You

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The most beautiful love is to gradually transform into the best self in this love.

The love starts only for a moment, and the fate has promised a lifetime.

As early as when he was young and growing up, he had already decided that he was the only right person in his life, and he was willing to go into a love regardless of gender, just to protect the person he fell in love with.

Also at the first glance, that one of him was opened to his heart, fell into the exclusive love sink, craved the exclusive warmth and pampering in the endless longing, and sought the peaceful habitat of the soul.

At the beginning of the origin, it was all due to the love-hate parting between the previous generation;

After the love is deep, it is because of him and him that there is a continuation for the consummation of love.

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City C, moistened by a night rain in early spring, is still full of New Year's festivities, and the lonely soul gets lost on the way home amidst the bustle.

The sudden ringing of the mobile phone woke up Yan Ziheng, who was already restless in his sleep. The dream was like a movie changing one after another, exhausting his nerves, and the splitting headache and stomach churning after a hangover were all unavoidable. .

When the phone was connected, there was a soft questioning voice from the other end: "Brother, why didn't you come home last night? Dad's first seven days have just passed, and you indulge yourself again, are you willing to degenerate?"

Yan Ziheng rubbed his tired eyes and remained silent.

Seeing that there was no response on the other end of the phone, he continued to complain: "Did you even forget your mother's last request? Didn't you promise that she would take good care of me? Now that my father has left, there are only the two of us left in this world." We depend on each other and protect each other. You used to be supported by your father, you can mess around, and you can also be willful and rebellious." Yan Ziyu choked up and said the next words: "But today, we have to face the rest of our future life by ourselves. You have you The responsibility that must be taken, the company needs you, and our family needs you. When I graduate next year and join the company, we will work hard to run the company well, and continue to run the home that my mother left behind, okay--?"

Yan Ziyu knew that the last sentence was enough to shake his heart. When his mother was alive, it was his deepest comfort, and after he left, it was his most helpless pain.There was a heavy sigh, and what she said with tears clearly worked.

"I'm sorry! Ziyu, brother made you worry. It's just that I didn't expect my father to be indifferent to me until his death. He has been gone for a while, but the will has not been announced until now?"

"Brother, just trust Dad. No matter what, you are his only son. He doesn't care about you as much as you think. Besides, you still have me. You are my dearest brother. "

"Dearest brother" is enough to melt half of the resentment and sadness in his heart.

"Ziyu, thank you—please give me some time, okay?" He paused and continued, "I will try my best."

Since his mother left, this sensible and well-behaved sister has become his only warmth in this world, home, because there is her, so there is also the meaning of home, she is the only one who can reconcile his tension with his father, no matter how foolish he is , in front of this sister, he knows how to restrain himself, he doesn't want her to feel sorry for him, just like his former mother, who left early with despair, he can no longer use losing as a gamble of punitive revenge.

"Brother, I believe in you, I know you can do it, and you can do it the best."

"Um--"

This short response contained a kind of firmness. In fact, the nature of indulgence in recent days has completely changed. The resistance in the depths of his heart is no longer as easy as before. My heart has been imprisoned in hatred for too long, and it has sunk too deep in numbness, and there is no way to find the way back.

Yan Ziheng took the lead in breaking the silence between the brothers and sisters, "Ziyu, shouldn't you be back to school?"

"I planned to go back today, but I found out early in the morning that you hadn't come home last night, so I planned to wait for you to go home before going to school."

"Don't delay your class." In fact, he knew that with Ziyu's ability, he didn't need to worry about her studies. She was not only smart but also hardworking, not as stubborn and rebellious as he was.

"Don't worry, brother, I will make it up. For me now, you are the most important thing." The warmth always hits my heart inadvertently, and at the same time, there is a trace of guilt that hurts him.

"Oh, by the way, Uncle Li called early in the morning. He said he couldn't find you for a few days, and he didn't answer your calls. You should go home in a while. He came over for lunch. You should have a good chat."

"Okay, I'll be back at noon, and I'll call him back."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Ziheng found the figure still sleeping next to him, and the sound of even breathing brought him back to the memory of being drunk and dreaming.

As a son of man, how unfilial he must be to erase the sadness that should have been on his father's face just after the first seven days, and go back to the numb and luxurious life in the past.

In fact, he is very clear that he does not belong to this kind of life circle, and he is tired and disgusted with these illusions of luxury and money.When he was able to resist, when his mother patted his head sadly and said sorry, when his mother went to sleep complaining, he chose a degenerate form to take revenge on his father who had always neglected him and the family, but the reality was that he only Using himself to play a game of emotional revenge, all conniving and depravity is just an illusion used to hurt his father.This self-written, self-directed and self-acted drama seems to have always been his own one-man show, and his father still calmly accepts his self-satisfaction.

Like his mother, he longed too much for his father's attention and attention, which was the driving force for him to work hard. He longed to become an excellent man like his father, but the reality burned his feelings time and time again. His efforts did not become The kind of pride a father needs.

Therefore, there is only sinking, paralyzing oneself and forgetting the "mountainous" emotional support.

I thought that life was passing away in the desire to get what I wanted, but I never thought that fate once again arranged a sudden loss.

At the age of 24, his father passed away, and all the life goals that indulged himself in sinking were suddenly buried in the dirt along with his father.

Fate did not provide enough time to cope with such a great change. Where will his heart and his yearning go.

From the funeral to the present, under the surface of the forced calm is unspeakable fear, loss, depression, and extremely suppressed grief.Although the existence of his father was the reason for him to choose to degenerate and the purpose of his actions, now that his father was gone, his heart suddenly lost control, and he was at a loss as to what he had never done before.Even though his father's attitude towards him has always been very flat, it can still bring him the only sense of security. His heart is too lonely, too lonely.

Contradictions in emotions need an outlet and reasonable venting.

His cynicism and his indifference are just a disguise for his vulnerability. The depression and unspeakable extreme grief these days have made him walk on the verge of collapse, but he doesn't want anyone to see his loneliness. Leaking emotions is also a sin. No one can spy on his care and reluctance for his departure, and he can't let the past life become the most low-level and boring joke in the eyes of the world. He just doesn't deserve his feelings and thoughts.

So, he thought of continuing to be drunk, dreaming and dying, and continuing to travel to various high-end clubs and casinos with a group of men and women similar to his family background. In this way, he might continue to forget the changed facts and return to the way he used to live. It should not be so uncomfortable. As if he was still alive, that rivalry was still the focus of his life, and it was still the most reasonable reason to support his self-destruction.

Sadly, he overestimated his ability to be brutal.Even when he was drunk and indulging, his heartache never disappeared at all, and the laughter and revelry were even more boring and disgusting.

He finally couldn't hold back the surging emotions, and hid alone in an unoccupied private room, accompanied by the deafening music, and started a hoarse emotional release.

Exhausted and stunned for a while, Yan Ziheng regained his composure, tidied himself up and left the private room door.Leaning outside the private room next door, listening to the indulgent laughter coming from inside the door, and the playful laughter of men and women.

Suddenly, the door of the private room was opened, and Song Chenyuan came out. As soon as he stepped out of the door, he saw Yan Ziheng leaning against the door, and couldn't help being surprised: "You disappeared halfway through the wine, and I haven't seen you coming back. Are you okay, can't you?" Just drink less, these days you've been very drunk every day, play for fun, don't hurt your capital, there are thousands of people waiting for you to take the helm in the company."

The cold and dark light in the aisle concealed the traces of Yan Ziheng's loss of control, and he grabbed Song Chenyuan's shoulder and pretended to be relaxed to hide his uncertain disappointment for a moment, "What can I do, since I come out to play, I just want to have fun, If you have wine today and are drunk today, the sky will not fall if you leave anyone, go and continue to drink."

Seeing that he was still indifferent, Song Chenyuan was even more worried about him. After all, they grew up together. Although he was not as sensitive as him, he could understand his mood to some extent. He was born full of money. It is inevitable that the family cannot escape the dealings between true and false.No matter how stupid he is, he also knows that Yan Ziheng's life will undergo earth-shaking changes. The experience of his friends now will also be the path he will take in the future. Whoever makes them the only child in the family has a natural responsibility , so when you are still free, it is not a pity to indulge in pleasure.

Song Chenyuan grabbed Yan Ziheng who was about to enter the door and said to him: "Oh, by the way, Qin Qian'er is here, and you asked her out? She's waiting for you inside."

"Well, she is sensible. A sensible woman will have less trouble, so as not to cause trouble for herself."

"Okay, as long as you like it, I heard that she is not simple, a careful and sensible woman has a lot of scheming." Song Chenyuan reminded him.

"For a woman like her, it's easy if money can solve it."

While talking, the two have entered the private room together.As for what happened afterwards, Yan Ziheng was completely anesthetized by alcohol and entered the fragmentation mode until he was woken up by Yan Ziyu's phone call.

Qin Qian'er next to her was soundly asleep, he must have tormented her enough last night.

Yan Ziheng turned on the screen saver of his mobile phone, and more than 20 missed calls from Uncle Li popped up and disappeared for a few days. It was time to tell him that he was safe. After all, his concern for him was always sincere.

After the call was connected, what Yan Ziheng heard was a steady, calm and calm voice.

"Zi Heng?"

"Uncle Li, good morning, are you in the company?"

"Yes."

"Thank you for your hard work."

"Where did you play like crazy, you little boy? I couldn't contact you for several days. Are you going home at noon? I told Ziyu to have lunch at your house, let's chat."

"Okay, see you at noon."

"See you at noon."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Ziheng glanced at the time. It was just after nine o'clock. Although it was still early, he didn't feel sleepy at all. He simply got up, took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and felt much refreshed. However, the exhaustion after many days of indulgent sensuality still left traces on him.After tidying up, he left a wad of money and left the hotel room.

Yan Ziheng tightened the neckline of his coat, walked out of the hotel gate and walked towards the Pagani parked not far away. Although it was early spring, the coldness of winter was still attached to this complicated and chaotic world, which made him shiver. Looking at the sky, although the clouds are not thin, there is still a ray of sunlight that belongs to this season penetrating through the clouds and shining on his body, which melts a little warmth into his heart. He stops and takes a deep breath, the freshness of the air moistens his body and mind , in fact, life was not as cruel and cruel as it appeared.

A flight that was about to land in City C broke his brief peace at this moment. He looked at the direction the plane was flying and couldn't help sighing.

Life is a complete story composed of unexpected surprises and frights one after another.

Unexpectedly, it was this flight from London to City C that brought him the destiny that changed his life.