After bankruptcy, I managed to seduce the male god

Sun Xiaoquan had a headache before he woke up from a hangover, and when he walked out of the hotel, he was hit by the biggest cold wave this winter, so he sneezed involuntarily.

Xie Xing glanced at him, then casually threw the luggage into the trunk, and the coldness condensed into white mist while speaking: "I'll drive."

Sun Xiaoquan sat in the passenger seat with peace of mind, watched Xie Sheng bend over to get in the car, took off his coat and threw it on the back seat, then took out a cigarette and pressed it between his wet lips, and raised his jaw slightly to himself: "ignition."

Sun Xiaoquan looked at Xie Sheng's neat suit, neat hair, slightly raised jaw, and slightly squinted eyes, and couldn't tell what was wrong.

The feeling he gave him today was very similar to the usual carefree feeling, but not the same.

It seemed that there was an invisible sense of oppression more than usual, making it difficult to resist his request.

Sun Xiaoquan couldn't help but think of the obscene words he said when he was wearing a tie. For a moment, he felt like a service worker in a special industry who was squeezed out by thousands of people. He couldn't help but feel a sense of class antagonism. Reluctantly, he lit a fire for him.

"What are you doing? Make a bad face when you light a fire," Xie Sheng let out a wisp of smoke from his lips, and raised his eyebrows to annoy him: "Didn't you have a good time drinking last night? If you have the ability, don't have a headache today, you I will never let you start the ignition while driving."

As he spoke, he tapped his slender fingers on the steering wheel.

"I didn't," Sun Xiaoquan woke up, looking at Xie Xing sitting in the driver's seat in a suit and leather shoes, he couldn't help feeling that he was a low-key big boss, while the other party was just a flamboyant driver, and he couldn't help but feel Satisfied childishly: "Please, big driver."

He purposely elongated his tone pointingly, causing Xie Xing to snort and laugh: "I won't drive with you, don't be smug here."

"No, I'm straight." Sun Xiaoquan was shocked.

"Well," Xie Xing smiled: "You are so straight."

They set off early, there was a thin layer of mist in the air, the east was a fiery red, the sun had not yet risen, and the cold wave was rushing into people's bodies.

Sun Xiaoquan was stabbed to the point and was almost killed by one move. He took out his mobile phone and said, "Sister Du said to go to the company tomorrow, get the script, and have a few endorsements to talk about."

"Well," Xie Xing bit his cigarette and started the car: "You can make arrangements, I just go to your house tomorrow after work is over, I haven't seen the second elder for a long time."

The straight male grandson Xiaoquan wrinkled his face, and muttered wearily: "Oh, once you go, my mother will have to talk about me for several days."

Xie Xing gave him a sideways glance with a smile, and said coolly, "What you said, could it be that I'm still to blame?"

Sun Xiaoquan stopped talking, and he couldn't tell who was to blame for this matter. Anyway, his mother is burying him now.

After Sun Xiaoquan was dumped by his predecessor, nothing was more exciting than his seven aunts and eight aunts.

They each took out the resources in their hands, talking wildly with their mouths, trying to make their matchmaker career blossom and bear fruit with Sun Xiaoquan.

One of the aunts who has a good relationship with his parents introduced him to a girl who was said to be pretty good.

The two chatted on the Internet for a while, and they both liked each other. After seeing each other's photos, the two finally decided to make an appointment to meet.

Because the photos I sent to the other party were beautified, and the height was also mixed with some moisture. On the day of the meeting, Sun Xiaoquan deliberately dressed up and chose a pair of inner height-enhancing shoes to wear on his feet.

Sun Xiaoquan went to the restaurant first, and sat there excited and apprehensive, for fear that the other party would dissatisfy him.

However, the moment he saw the other party, he realized that his little tricks were nothing compared to the other party.

The other party mixed much more water than him.

In the photo, the slender girl who can score seven or eight points has a waist thicker than Sun Xiaoquan's. With her sunglasses off, her eyes are two-thirds smaller than in the photo.

Sun Xiaoquan wanted to slip away at that time.

But thinking that the aunt he introduced had a good relationship with his parents, out of politeness, he held back.

Don't you just have a meal?Sun Xiaoquan went all out.

The two of them were eating, and the girl seemed not to notice that Sun Xiaoquan was depressed, and changed the subject very enthusiastically.

The two chatted one after another, and the girl suddenly asked Sun Xiaoquan an eternal problem: "If one day I fell into the water with your mother, who would you save first?"

Sun Xiaoquan was furious, it didn't matter at all, isn't it impolite to ask such a question?Of course he saved his mother, who are you, big sister?

But considering the introduction of auntie, Sun Xiaoquan changed the euphemism very timidly: "Of course I will save you first."

The girl smiled happily, and Sun Xiaoquan took the opportunity to make up the knife, expressing his dissatisfaction with the water in the photo of the other party: "After all, I rescued you, and half of the water in the pool went down. My mother is not in danger, right?"

The girl poured a glass of water on Sun Xiaoquan's head on the spot, and then left angrily.

But the real big move is yet to come.

After the girl returned home, she called the introducer, expressing her disdain for unfaithful and unfilial people like Sun Xiaoquan.

Just meeting for the first time, you have to sacrifice your mother for the sake of a woman.

It wasn't until Sun Xiaoquan came home that his mother beat him out with a broom.

Mother Sun was angry at Sun Xiaoquan for being such an unfilial person, and even more angry at Sun Xiaoquan for not marrying a girl as righteous as Sanguan back home.

Sun Xiaoquan was really suffering and couldn't tell. When he complained to Xie Xing, he didn't laugh Xie Xing to death.

He didn't understand, he used to hang out with two bachelors Xie Xing, his mother felt sorry for Xie Xing, but fortunately, there was no harm if there was no comparison at that time.

But now, Xie Sheng is out of the singles, not only does his mother not love him as a single dog who eats dog food every day, but also bury him.

YouQi watched Yun Mo's interview, and felt proud and proud, as if Yun Mo was her own son-in-law.

In contrast, it is even more disgusting that no one wants him.

Sun Xiaoquan was quite unconvinced about this matter, why did he become a single dog when he was single in the past?

Sun Xiaoquan was terribly upset, and when she looked up, she realized that the car was not going in the right direction: "Where is this going?"

"Go to the old city." Xie Xing had already lit his third cigarette, and the cigarette was caught between his fingers holding the steering wheel, and a chunk of ash had accumulated.

"What are you doing there?" Sun Xiaoquan asked in confusion.

"Go buy fried dough sticks and tofu nao from Lierjia, and take you home by the way."

"Why do you suddenly want to eat that?"

"It's not that I want to eat it, it's that someone likes it." Xie Xing looked at Lu and smiled deeply.

Sun Xiaoquan is now the most annoying to show affection in front of him, and he doesn't ask any more after hearing this, he just smokes out the cigarette between Xie Sheng's fingers: "Smoked so much early in the morning, did you take the wrong medicine?"

Xie Sheng put Sun Xiaoquan downstairs in their house, and then drove directly to the old "Li Er" store.

"Li Er" is a breakfast restaurant, nothing special, mainly fried dough sticks, soy milk, tofu brain, various porridge, side dishes, and big buns...

It belongs to the category that the elderly and office workers love to patronize. It is cheap, simple, and saves time.

It is not far from the old house of Yun's family.

Go out from the gate of the old house, pass a small road full of maple trees, turn to the main road and walk about one stop, and arrive at the bus terminal in an old-fashioned residential area. Lier is just in front of the bus station.

Yunfei loves Li Er's fried dough sticks and tofu nao the most, and he likes the fireworks there.

Although the breakfast at home is richer and healthier, it can't stop him from coming out to satisfy his cravings, and occasionally let the servants come over early in the morning to buy and pack it for home.

Before he and Yun Mo moved out, they would often accompany Yun Fei to exercise in the morning, and come over to have dinner with him after the end.

Xie Sheng parked the car on the side of the road, looked up at Li Er's shop signs stained with age, and couldn't help thinking of many things in the past.

At that time, the family sat together to eat, no matter what Yun Mo thought, his parents seemed to support him and respect him.

Even if they are young and ignorant, and their words are neither serious nor serious, they can listen patiently.

Uncle Yun used to be so gentle and refined, and loved Yunmo so much...

The scars on Yun Mo's body flashed before his eyes, and he finally couldn't help but sigh.

How could it be worth it?

The sun was out, a cold white light piercing through the mist, barely warm.

He put on a hat and a mask, and wrapped his coat around his body. Even so, he still attracted the attention of the diners.

"Excuse me, add a spoonful of spicy tofu nao, coriander, and a spoonful of small pickles, put it separately, thank you."

This was Yunfei's favorite way of eating before, he didn't know that he could remember it so clearly.

Knowing that these things are useless, he carefully put the packing box into the car and restarted the car.

There was breakfast on the dining table, but no one touched it.

There was no one in the living room, only Uncle Chen stood in front of the half-closed door of the study, frowning deeply.

Xie Xing put his finger in front of his lips, preventing Uncle Chen from speaking.

He walked over, handed the things to Uncle Chen, and then stood quietly in front of the door with a slight frown.

The quarrel in the study came intermittently, but the content of the quarrel was not clear.

Xie Xing put his hand on the doorknob, hesitating slightly.

Until the sound of cracking porcelain and a hoarse "kneel down" came from the room. The voice was extremely angry, which made Xie Sheng feel familiar, yet strangely strange.

He didn't hesitate any longer, and tightened his fingers on the doorknob, tearing open the small gap.

Yunfei was sitting in a wheelchair, porcelain pieces were broken under his feet, and the splashed tea stained the carpet in a dark color.

Yun Mo stood in front of his father, but did not kneel down.

Seeing Xie Sheng push the door in, his face turned cold: "Who told you to come back, get out!"

Xie Sheng didn't stop walking, he walked over slowly, meeting Yun Mo's gaze: "Aren't you going to C area for a meeting?"

Yun Mo pursed his lips, seeing that Xie Xing calmly called Uncle Yun, took off his coat and threw it on the armrest of the sofa.

Xie Xing's face was faintly pale, and even his usually ruddy lips had a touch of blue gray.

Yunfei's change was too great, which surprised him.

If he hadn't seen him in this home, he would hardly have dared to recognize him.

People in their 60s look like they are in their 70s at first glance, with white hair, fine wrinkles filling the corners of their eyes, and an unhealthy gray complexion.

At the beginning, Wen Run's eyes were always smiling and clear, but now they have become dark yellow, cloudy and bloodshot.

The warmth is long gone, and those eyes are full of hatred and cruelty.

Hatred is so terrible that it can completely change people.

And since Xie Xing entered the room, Yun Fei's gaze never left him, and he was also sizing him up coldly.

In his eyes, the changes in Xie province were also huge.

He is no longer the absurd and ignorant young man six years ago.

Even the young man in the interview some time ago is very different.

He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, his back was straight, his brows and eyes were firm and forbearing, and he looked at himself bravely and calmly, without a trace of panic.

This kind of Xie province is also somewhat unfamiliar to Yun Mo.

He is always more childish around him, it is rare to be so solemn.

Yun Mo's heart felt like a piece of lead was being pressed down, and he couldn't breathe heavily.

He understood his father better than anyone else, and he couldn't let him leave Xie Xing, so he would do everything possible to make Xie Xing leave him.

His Adam's apple rolled, his voice was as cold as ice, with some annoyance: "Go back to your own room opposite."

He almost never spoke to Xie Xing in such a tone, no matter how angry he was, he was never bored.

Xie Xing looked at him, walked to a place very close to him and stood still, their eyes met.

Yun Mo could clearly smell the tobacco smell emanating from Xie Xing's body, and he knew that it was impossible for him not to be nervous or afraid.

All he wanted was for him to get out of here.

"Brother," Xie Xing said, "You told me to be brave, I listened, but now you make me shrink back, which one should I listen to?"

"You have to listen to everything," Yun Mo said, "You have to listen to it all the time."

Xie Xing didn't speak, but the next moment Yun Mo let out a muffled snort, staggered, and half-kneeled on the ground.

The crutch in Yunfei's hand hit the crook of his leg accurately.

That sound seemed to hit Xie Xing's heart, his eye circles turned red, and he watched Yun Mo's body fall down.

When he dared not enter his study, he said to him, you have to be a little more brave for me.

When he appeared in front of him covered in scars, he said to him: Don't be afraid, don't back down, stand with me.

But when the storm swept over them, he made him back up again, trying to lock him in that small safe box and fight alone.

Xie Sheng took a step forward, and knelt down next to Yun Mo.

"Uncle Yun," he raised his head to look at Yunfei: "I have been blaming myself all these years, and there is not a day that I don't regret it. I hate that I made a mistake back then."

His brows frowned, as if trying to hold back the pain: "But one day, someone told me that it wasn't my fault. I just took a few photos because I liked someone. What was wrong was My family, and they've paid the price."

He looked at Yun Mo, and Yun Mo was also turning his head to look at him. He stretched out his hand, grabbed Yun Mo's hand, and inserted his fingers into his fingers as he liked.

The hand was not as warm and dry as it used to be, but clammy and cold.

He asked Yunfei: "If I am not wrong, then why is he wrong?"

Yun Fei was so angry that his hands trembled: "You can say such a thing, you have no shame at all."

Xie Xing had a sense of shame, he tightened Yun Mo's hand, then pulled his hand out, pressed both hands on the ground, lowered his head, and respectfully kowtowed three times to Yun Fei.

"The Xie family is sorry for the Yun family. I have never denied it. The damage has already been done. I can only try to make up for it in the future." His eyes were moist: "However, if you want to hit me or punish me, it has nothing to do with my brother."

"Okay!" Yun Fei gritted his teeth in answer, but the crutch in his hand smashed down his head and face towards Yun Mo.

"I won't beat you, I won't give you a chance to redeem your sins," he said cruelly while beating, "I only beat him."

Xie Xing watched helplessly as the crutch fell hard on Yun Mo's body with a cold light, and the sound of Yun Fei gnashing his teeth could still be heard in his ears.

The voice was dry and hoarse, poisoned with hatred, and snaked into his ears like a poisonous snake: "Because of you, do you know what our family has become?"

The veins on Yun Mo's forehead popped up, and he said to Xie Xing again: "Get out."

Xie Sheng couldn't get out, so he rushed forward and used his body to block Yun Mo.

He was hit with a club on the back, and the pain almost went into the bone in just one blow.

Yun Fei stopped panting, "Do you know how Yun Mo's mother died? You killed her, why do you still have the face to be with him, why are you so cheap?"

He didn't hear the second half of the sentence clearly, because Yun Mo covered his ears with his hands.

Out of the corner of his eye, he could see the crutch hitting Yun Mo's arm heavily, but Yun Mo gritted his teeth and did not let go.

"Dad!" He could faintly hear Yun Mo's roar, "Could it be that my mother has also become a tool for your revenge?"

In the confusion, Xie Xing grabbed Yun Mo's wrist and moved his hand away from his ear.

He looked at Yun Mo and said softly, "Brother, I know, I know that Auntie is gone."

He cried, hot tears poured down one by one, and in the dim eyes of tears, he saw Yun Mo's shocked eyes, and those phoenix pupils quickly became moist.

Xie Xing sobbed, and before Yun Mo could ask, he said, "I knew that time you came back with injuries all over your body. If Auntie was here, why would you be willing to let you be beaten?"

Yun Mo pursed his lips and looked at Xie Xing, Xie Xing continued: "You are afraid that I will feel guilty and leave you if I find out, so you don't tell me."

Then he turned to look at Yunfei, and saw the hot tears flowing from those dim old eyes: "You also want to take advantage of this matter, use my feeling for him to force me to leave, don't you?"

"No." His eyebrows and eyes became serious: "I did struggle at that time, but I couldn't leave, and I couldn't let go cowardly like Chen Jiayou."

He stretched out his hand and grabbed Yun Mo's hand: "Brother, you believe me, I am no longer a child, I am a mature man, I am like you, I can carry a thousand weights, and I can accompany you in heaven and hell. do not let it go."

Yun Mo looked at him with sorrow and joy in his eyes, and at this moment his heart was really relieved.

His eyes were moist, but the line of his lips was slightly raised, revealing a little smile.

Xie Xing finally felt the hands they held tighter, and finally felt warm.

He turned his head again and looked at Yunfei: "I'm sorry, uncle, even if I die, I will not give up on my brother. I will hold on to him and tie him down for the rest of my life, and I will never let him go."

Yunfei's hands were trembling, his veins were bulging, and he was panting heavily to hold the crutch.

The weapon that had hit his son countless times, as well as his own heart, was raised high again.

Xie Xing turned around and hugged Yun Mo, blocking him, but Yun Mo pressed him down.

He stared and struggled desperately, but was unable to turn over under Yun Mo's pressure, and could only watch helplessly as the crutch fell on Yun Mo's body.

Xie Sheng's tears flowed into his temples, and he cried out in despair: "Do you fucking have to press me every time? Can't you let me just once? You are a brother, why can't you let me once?"

He heard Yun Mo's suppressed laughter: "No, not even once, you don't want to turn around with me in this lifetime."

Xie Xing's heart ached to death.

Yunfei's strategy was right, the muffled sound of the crutch hitting the flesh made Xie Xing feel that it was far more painful than hitting himself.

He was really afraid that his brother would be beaten to death.

I don't know how long it took, maybe because Yunfei was tired, he finally stopped his atrocities.

Xie Xing put his arms around Yun Mo's back, not daring to use force, for fear of hurting him.

He heard Yun Mo's disappointed voice like a pool of stagnant water: "Dad, have you beaten enough? If you haven't beaten enough, then continue to fight. This is the last time I let your atrocities go. After this time, there will be no such thing Here's the chance."

"What do you mean?" Yun Fei roared angrily.

"Before, I let you hit me because I loved you," Yun Mo said calmly, "I have always loved you because you have always been a good father. You loved me so much when I was young, my mother I was not in good health. Since I was learning to walk, you were afraid that I would fall, so you accompanied me when you had time. Later, when I was studying, you were also afraid that the driver would be careless. Whenever you had time, you would pick me up in person. At that time Love me and respect me..."

Yunfei's tears fell, and the hand holding the crutch kept shaking.

Yun Mo said: "I love you, Dad, so I am willing to let you vent your hatred on me, and I am willing to use this method to relieve the pain in your heart. I thought you loved me too, and such atrocities would not last long , but you don’t love me now, do you? I’m also your tool for revenge, don’t I?”

Yunfei opened his mouth, and said with difficulty even he felt guilty: "There is no father who will not love his child."

Yun Mo looked at him and paused for a while, without arguing or accusing, he just said calmly: "I will never love you in this way again in the future."

"About Shengxing," he held Xie Sheng's hand with a firm attitude: "I love him, you know, for many years, and in this life, I will hold his hand and never let go. If You can't accept it, then I will appear in front of you alone in the future, if you can try to accept it, then we will all be grateful to you."

The cane fell to the ground with a clang.

Yun Mo pulled Xie Xing up and saw Uncle Chen standing at the door with a sad face.

Yun Mo led Xie Xing out, and Uncle Chen chased after him, he hesitated to speak, his eyes were red.

Yun Mo patted his hand: "Don't worry, he is my father, I understand."

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