he has a clean freak

Hospital ward.

A bouquet of flowers was placed in a vase on the table, which made Ye Yang's face pale on the hospital bed.After timely discovery and rescue, the doctor said that he was out of danger and would wake up soon.When Yan Wangxiao knocked on the door and came in, Aunt Ye was wearing a coat and sat on the edge of the bed watching over her son all night. Her face was haggard and her eyes were red and swollen from crying.

"Auntie." Yan Wangxiao hesitated.

"It's you? What are you doing here? It's not enough to kill one of my sons, why do you want to kill Ye Yang?" Aunt Ye stood up excitedly.

Yan Wangxiao didn't expect to meet Aunt Ye, he walked to the bedside and looked at Ye Yang, revealing a thin wrist wrapped in gauze from under the quilt, he felt a sigh of relief.

"I heard that something happened to him, let's come and see him."

"You go, the farther away from him the better, you are not welcome here!"

Yan Wangxiao sat for a while.Liang Songying sent him a code, saying that Xiao Ting had arranged a birthday party tonight.Ye Xin asked him to meet and talk.He bowed his head and replied to Liang Songying: There is an announcement that cannot be pushed back, see you tonight.Reply to Ye Xin: OK.As Aunt Ye wished to leave, he drove directly to the city hall, where the secretary of the mayor took him to the office.The door closed, and Ye Xin sat behind the desk, examining the young man in front of him.

"You are very capable. You can make my two sons die for you."

"I'm very sorry."

"Sit down and look at this thing."

Yan Wangxiao sat down opposite him, and picked up a piece of blood-stained paper.He guessed that it might be Ye Yang's "suicide note". Sure enough, it accused his parents of obstructing his free love in every possible way, forcing him to go abroad, losing his freedom and lover, and not being able to live.

Fragile with a lot of backbone.

Yan Wangxiao asked: "What do you mean?"

Ye Xin sighed, "The previous agreement with you may have to be postponed. His mother can't bear not being able to send him abroad for the time being. Uncle, please don't provoke him during this time."

Yan Wangxiao nodded, "Of course."

Ye Xin reminded him in a hesitant tone: "Uncle refers to you and that singer Liang Songying." Seeing Yan Wangxiao looking at him sharply, "Ming Yan told me last night that Ye Yang sent another person to follow you and found you and that singer Liang Songying." Liang Songying is together. I can’t understand this kid Ye Yang more and more. Maybe his behavior last night was just a trick. But he only made mistakes with you, and it will be fine when he goes abroad. I hope you don’t care about the past. Time to be patient. Ye Yang committed a crime and Liang Songying was hurt, neither you nor I want to see it."

"Uncle, you won't let him see a psychiatrist?"

"He's just stubborn, proud, headstrong, whatever he wants, and he doesn't know what to do."

Yan Wangxiao stood up, "Maybe this is the problem of improper parental discipline. Parents should reflect on themselves. Ye Fei has a good personality, and the difference between the two brothers is really incomprehensible."

Ye Xin's expression remained unchanged in the face of his accusations, "He was lonely since he was a child. After Ye Fei left home, no one took him to play. He is too lonely."

Yan Wangxiao was expressionless, obviously in a bad mood, "I will seriously consider your request."

After the announcement in the afternoon, Yan Wangxiao was obviously absent-minded, and habitually searched for news about Liang Songying on the Internet.A fan will celebrate his birthday, Liang Songying went to sing a few songs.There were reporters filming the scene and a short interview afterwards.Liang Songying in the photo is familiar to him, always smiling with his lips pursed in front of the camera, with a smile in his eyes, looking decent.

The decoration style of Feier Bar is quite different from the past. The lighting is bright and elegant champagne color, with purple balloons, tablecloths, and decorations all over the place. Even the words Happy Birthday on the stage are made of crystals with a white-purple gradient. The DJ plays Liang Songying's song.It can be seen that he is very attentive.

After Yan Wangxiao went in, he found many familiar faces.Needless to say, Xiao Ting, Zhao Jie, the king of songs in the circle, also came, and was singing Liang Songying's song on stage.He walked in, looking for Liang Songying.However, the moment he saw her, the smile froze on his face, and his brows gathered together like dark clouds.

Liang Songying sat in the first row of chairs under the stage, smiled and listened to Zhao Jie's singing, and chatted with Fu Yu.The scantily clad Fu Yu sat on his lap, and Liang Songying held her bare shoulder with her right hand, talking to her in a very intimate manner.Jiang Xuesu was wearing a fashionable low-cut long dress, and she sat on the side holding Liang Songying's arm, interjecting from time to time.

Zhao Jie asked everyone on stage, does he sing better, or Lan sings better?

"Lan!" Everyone burst into laughter.

"Oh, I'm really sorry for the public. Apart from inviting someone who can sing better than me, how can I atone for my sin? Lan, Liang Songying, I hand over the stage to you!"

Liang Songying laughed happily in the audience, said a few words to Fu Yu, and kissed her on the cheek before Fu Yu stood up and moved away.Liang Songying wore a pair of dark gray jeans, a tan leather jacket, and trotted onto the stage wearing black leather Martin boots. When she took the microphone, she hugged Zhao Jie and said to the audience, "Thank you Zhao Jie for warming me up." The singing is very good, I am not in the same style as me. Next, I will make a fool of myself, if you still think it is not good, I will allow you to cover your ears - for a second!"

Everyone laughed and raised their hands above their heads to applaud him.

The warm music sounded, Liang Songying was about to sing a quick song and dance, and the lights were dimmed.He originally liked dancing, and liked the feeling of bouncing his body on the dance floor. He often added dance moves to the stage performances to accompany the song interpretation.He didn't forget the dance that accompanied the song at the time. He sang and danced, with sexy and provocative movements.

The atmosphere was brought high by him.

Liang Songying was so excited after one song, let me play another song, saying that tonight I will be a mic master, and destroy your ears.

Yan Wangxiao was in a bad mood on the way here, and seeing Liang Songying's open behavior and being intimate with others, it became even worse.He was out of place, and sat in a deserted place with an indifferent expression, watching the happy Liang Songying on the stage.When Xiao Ting greeted him when he was filling wine for the audience, he ignored him.After someone failed to strike up a conversation, the others also stopped looking at Yan Ershao.

Jiang Xuesu was not afraid of death and came forward, "Second Young Master, are you here to show off by not giving Lan any face?"

Yan Wangxiao's eyes flicked from Jiang Xuesu's cheeks, lips, and forehead one by one, his eyes were gloomy, and he didn't say a word.

Liang Songying came down from the stage, searched around, found Yan Wangxiao, and was walking this way.

He approached and looked at Yan Wangxiao: "When did you come?"

"It's been a while."

Liang Songying thought he didn't like the noisy environment, "Is it boring? You play alone first, and come back after I talk to my friends."

Jiang Xuesu's eyes were about to pop out, and her eyes moved back and forth on the two men.She poked Liang Songying's arm, "Lan, look at me, I'm not invisible, am I?"

"Hi!" Liang Songying greeted with a smile, then winked at her, bent down and picked up a balloon on the chair as if unintentionally, and stuck it on Yan Wangxiao's lips when she got up.He sat down, shaking a purple balloon in his hand, smiling, and looked at Jiang Xuesu meaningfully.

Yan Wangxiao was surprised that Liang Songying would hint to Jiang Xuesu about their relationship.

After Liang Songying left, Jiang Xuesu fell on the chair and kept yelling, "It's over, it's over, a peerless good man has been harmed by scum, my three views..."

Jiang Xuesu ran to Liang Songying and said loudly to him: "I have to go first, Dad is looking for me!"

"Good!" Liang Songying also said loudly.

"Happy birthday!"

"Thank you!"

Jiang Xuesu's eyes were wide open, moist, crystal clear in the light, and her smile was bright.

At two o'clock in the morning, Yan Wangxiao helped the drunk Liang Songying back to the apartment. He had a bad temper and threw the man who smelled of alcohol into the bathroom and poured water into the bathtub.Liang Songying sat on the edge of the bathtub, raised her hand, and asked Yan Wangxiao to undress him, her cheeks were bright red, and the corners of her mouth and eyes were smiling.

"Sit on the edge, be careful not to fall." Yan Wangxiao put him into the bathtub and sat on it, stretching out his legs.Liang Songying couldn't sit up straight, she fell into the water, the water overflowed her head, she drank a couple of gulps, coughed in the water, and blew bubbles out of her nose.Yan Wangxiao quickly picked him up and leaned against the wall.

"Liang Songying, you made me very angry tonight, I want three chapters."

"Okay."

"First, you are not allowed to kiss other people, neither women nor men."

"Okay."

"Second, you are not allowed to hug other people, not women, men, old or tender."

"Okay."

Yan Wangxiao looked at him suspiciously, "Are you drunk?"

Liang Songying smiled, shook her head, "Not drunk."

"Oh? Repeat what I just said."

"Okay."

Yan Wangxiao stopped and waited for him for a while, Liang Songying looked at him and smiled without saying anything.Yan Wangxiao's heart moved, "Raise your right hand." Liang Songying lifted it up.

"Touch my face."

Liang Songying touched him.

"Come here and give me a kiss."

Liang Songying was about to kiss him, when Yan Wangxiao suddenly pushed his face away, "Don't touch me! You have a woman's rouge powder on your mouth." Liang Songying froze for a moment, scooped up a palm of water to wash his lips, wiped them, and wiped them with his hands. After washing it, he said: "It's clean." Yan Wangxiao resisted his disgust and asked him to quickly paste it on his cheek.

"say you Love Me."

"you love Me."

"Say I love you."

"I love you."

Yan Wangxiao hugged him to comfort him a little.Instead, thinking that this is too dangerous, he raised his head and ordered, "Hit me."

Liang Songying smiled and hugged him, "Fool, why should I hit you?"

"Are you drunk?!"

Yan Wangxiao cleaned him up, dried him, put on his clothes, dried his hair, and wanted to bully him again.However, when she was leaning on his chest and blowing her hair, she was motionless, her chest heaved and she ignored people, so she was asleep.He remembered that Liang Songying would have a headache the next day after a hangover, so he put down the hairdryer and immediately mixed a cup of honey to pour him.

Taking care of the drunk was exhausting, Yan Wangxiao collapsed next to Liang Songying, and soon fell asleep.However, he was thinking about his thoughts during the day and night, so he couldn't sleep well, and woke up again in the middle of the night.He didn't turn on the light, got out of bed softly, sat on the balcony chair to blow the air and smoke.

A pile of cigarette butts fell on the ground.

Time from three o'clock...

After four o'clock...

After five o'clock...

At six o'clock, the sky was getting bright, he put down his phone, rubbed his eyes and walked back to the bedroom.The light in the living room was on, and Liang Songying was pouring water with his coat on. He turned around, "Why are you on the balcony?"

Yan Wangxiao was speechless.

Liang Songying walked towards him nonchalantly, sniffling, "Are you smoking?"

Yan Wangxiao took him to the bedroom, "Go back to bed quickly, don't catch a cold."

Liang Songying pulled the quilt up to her chin and opened her eyes.Yan Wangxiao closed his eyes and went past him to turn off the light.

"Why are you upset?"

"No."

"There are three chapters in the contract, what is the third article?"

"Don't leave me."

The air suddenly quieted down.

After a while, Liang Songying rubbed her twitching and throbbing temples, propped up her upper body, and Yan Wangxiao's face in the faint morning light was half bright and dark, making it hard to see clearly.He said in a very serious tone: "I solemnly tell you, Yan Wangxiao, I will bet my whole life with you that you at least have some trust in me and a sense of security. Why do you always say that I will leave you? I promise you, as long as If you don't let me leave, I will always stay by your side. If something happens in the future, as long as I can bear it and not reach the limit, I will not give up on you. Do you understand? I promise to be with you, no Play a short love game with you, Second Young Master, I won't play this kind of game with you!"

"Promises are useful? How many vows have been made for many days, how many can keep? Liang Songying, how can you guarantee that we can last forever?"

Liang Songying was stunned, with an incredible expression on her face, her eyes widened, "Have you never thought about how our relationship lasted so long?"

"..."

Liang Songying sat up, brushed off the quilt and threw it aside, "Do you only think that you have had it before?"

"..."

"After a few months, a year, two years, if you don't feel in love anymore, we will separate at any time, right? You can find another person you like, and miss me like you miss Ye Fei and all other lovers, right?"

"..."

Liang Songying turned over and got out of bed, walked out of the bedroom without any clothes on, and closed the door firmly.Yan Wangxiao took clothes out for him, and he was sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette.Shaking off the clothes on his shoulders, he said: "I just realized that I don't understand you as well as I thought. Yan Wangxiao, before you get too deep, you can go."

Yan Wangxiao clenched his fists.

"I don't want the momentary love of fireworks, I can't bear it."

Yan Wangxiao hugged him tightly from the side and pressed him into his arms, "Tell me, how can the fireworks bloom forever?"

"Let go of me first, you're holding me back so I can't breathe."

Yan Wangxiao was obedient and let go.

Liang Songying frowned slightly and looked at him, "You are really like a child, you can do whatever you want without any sense of responsibility. I want to walk with you for the rest of my life, but you only want to go halfway, Second Young Master, I understand, our paths are different. .”

"I want to, but I don't think I can get there. Look at me, there has never been a relationship that lasts long."

"I only talk about one relationship in my life, and you follow me, wouldn't it be fine?"

Yan Wangxiao looked at him, trying to see traces of bluff from the expression on his face, but his eyes were bright and full of sincerity, which always made people feel comfortable, like a spring breeze.At this time, there was a bit of melancholy and confusion, and the quiet eyes showed a kind of persistence, and the tightly pursed lips formed a slightly curved line, which made this handsome face tinged with tragedy.

Tragedy always has a kind of shocking power, heroic and grand.

Yan Wangxiao buried his face in his neck, "Give me one more chance, I will follow you. Hold me tight and don't lose me."

There is dampness around the neck, and the warmth turns cold.

Yan Wangxiao cried.

Liang Songying was at a loss.

He hugged the helpless Yan Wangxiao to his chest, stroked his back, and didn't know what to say.Yan Wangxiao buried his head and face deeply in his arms, suppressing his emotions and trembling body.His voice was muffled when it reached Liang Songying's ears, "I'm not leaving, you are definitely joking. For your birthday's sake yesterday, I forgive you."

Liang Songying suddenly felt tired.

For the future and the relationship between the two, he had made the worst plan, but that was based on the premise of struggling hard.He never thought that one day they would separate not because of external obstruction, but because of their own problems.