he has a clean freak

Yan Wangxiao's eyes turned cold, and his words were cold, "If I plan to break up with him and become an irrelevant stranger, why should I think about his career and his mood?"

Ye Yang was silent for a while, thinking: "Don't you love him? To love him, you should make him happy and free from suffering and twists and turns, just like he sacrificed for you." He added, "Whether we are together or not."

Yan Wangxiao sneered, "Are you treating me as you said? Even if we are not together, do you want me to be happy?"

Ye Yang's complexion changed, and he raised his voice: "I'm different from you! It's not me who is with you, so what's the point?" Slowing down, "However, I will definitely compensate you in the future and make you happier than now. Happiness is a hundred times a thousand times. What's the good of guarding the dirty Liang Songying, Er Shao, you are not happy with him. I understand you, you just need someone to accompany you, why can't I, why do you want to leave me alone Chasing people who will abandon you one by one? I am the one who has been with you for so many years, the only one who loves you the most, Second Young Master, you see clearly, I am..."

He stared at Yan Wangxiao aggrievedly, a sob choked up in his throat.

Yan Wangxiao looked away from that Ye Fei-like face.

Should they break up, or should they not break up, and just watch Liang Songying's scandals ruin him?What will happen to Liang Songying at that time, will she be as strong as she has shown now?Will he leave China again and hide somewhere no one knows, even him.He is so thin-skinned, he loves beauty, respectability, and demeanor.

But what's the point of fame and fortune, if they love each other but can't be together?

Ye Yang looked at Yan Wangxiao immersed in his thoughts, showing a painful expression, his brows were tangled and frowned slightly.

"Second Young Master..." he called softly.

Yan Wangxiao glanced at him, then turned to look at the crowd outside the window, the flashing lights that were turned on from time to time.They just want to know what happened here, who would care about his mood at this time, so why should he and Liang Songying feel accountable to these irrelevant people and try to maintain their image in their minds.

"What if I promise you and regret it after I get the item?"

"Of course I will keep a copy. As long as you don't break your promise, I will never announce it. I can swear."

Yan Wangxiao propped his elbows on the table, supported his drooping head with his palms, rubbed his temples with his fingers, and said in a low voice, "If Ye Fei is still alive, he will definitely teach you well, and you will definitely not be so extreme. I Sometimes I feel sorry for him, sorry for Song Ying, sorry for you, sorry for many people. Living is really painful, so depressing, I try my best to suppress my dislike for him, I mind, I always mind, but if I don’t act like this, I will hurt him, he Sooner or later, they will leave me, just like those people who couldn't bear it and left me. I have been alone, no one will want me anymore, my mother doesn't want me, my father doesn't love me, hypocrisy, ugly face..."

The more he said, the tone suppressed the deep pain.

Ye Yang grabbed his hand anxiously, "Brother, do you have a headache?"

Yan Wangxiao talked to himself, his voice gradually lowered, his head was almost buried between his hands.Ye Yang put his hand on the top of his hair and stroked it gently.

"Pine Shadow?" Yan Wangxiao raised his head suddenly, his mind a little confused.He saw the person in front of him clearly, put down and raised his hand, and went to pull Yeyang, "I'll take you to a place."

"Where are you going?" Ye Yang let him drag him away.

As soon as they pushed open the door of the coffee shop, the hustle and bustle outside rushed into their ears, and the discussion became more and more passionate.Yan Wangxiao didn't seem to notice them, and dragged Ye Yang up the fire stairs step by step.They were on the 23rd floor, climbed 4 floors, and went to the top of the building.

The typhoon was very windy, and the north wind howled into his collar. Ye Yang clenched Yan Wangxiao's hand and shivered a few times.

They stood by the guardrail, at the height of the 27th floor. Yan Wangxiao let go of Ye Yang's hand and pointed him down.

"Did you know? My mother fell to her death from the rooftop. In order to save her father's life and love, she did not hesitate to jump down, but she was too worried that my father would jump first, and forgot that I was tied to her with hemp rope. She jumped, and I was brought down by her. At the moment of life and death, she forgot about me."

Yan Wangxiao walked towards the edge, but Ye Yang held him tightly, with a frightened expression on his face, "Second Young Master, it's dangerous over there."

"She loves me very much. When I was young, I was squeamish and picky eaters. I refused to drink milk because it smelled too strong. One time, Aunt Zhou brought Zhou Bei to play. Zhou Bei handed me the milk tea in his hand and said it was delicious. I drank it. One sip, I drank it all, my mother saw that I liked it, and made milk tea with fresh milk every day to nourish me. All my grievances towards her were relieved in the taste of a cup of milk tea. Other than that, I couldn’t think of any way to miss her , to relieve the pain of her abandoning me."

Yan Wangxiao smiled desolately, pointing down, "I'll jump too? You see, when I jump, the person you like is gone. Why make things difficult for Liang Songying? Once I jump, I will never No matter how much he hates Liang Songying, entangled in love and hatred, he will always remember me, he will never forget me in his life, love me forever, and our hearts will always be together. Ye Feiquan knows that I didn't hurt his only brother, and also Will come to greet me happily. What is the meaning of my life? I hurt others and myself. If I can’t get what I want, the rest of my life will only be the pain of not getting it.”

"Second Young Master, stop talking, let me think about it again, can I think of a way to get the best of both worlds?" Ye Yang begged, hugged his waist, and dragged him in desperately.

Yan Wangxiao struggled to free his hand and climbed onto the railing.

A figure suddenly rushed out from behind the roof gate, and rushed to help Ye Yang hold Yan Wangxiao.Yan Wangxiao had a lot of strength and was mentally disordered. It was only with the combined strength of the two that he could barely hold him down on the ground to calm him down.

Ye Yang was able to find time to look up at the person who came, and just as he saw Liang Songying's face, he swung his fist and landed on Yan Wangxiao's face, knocking Yan Wangxiao's head to the side.Ye Yang yelled, "Stop, Liang Songying! You are not allowed to hit him!"

Yan Wangxiao turned his head with difficulty, looked up, he stretched his imprisoned fingers to reach Liang Songying's leg, "Songying..."

Liang Songying rushed over after receiving a call from Zhou Bei, but the elevator couldn't get down for a long time. He ran up 27 flights of stairs, calmed his breath behind the door, heard what Yan Wangxiao said, and then saw him walking over to jump down.mad as hell.

Beating Yan Wangxiao to death is better than committing suicide and smashing him into a ball of flesh.

"Do you want to turn me into a second you?" Liang Songying took the initiative to grab his hand, motioning Ye Yang to let go and back away.Ye Yang hesitated for a moment, and reluctantly let go.

Liang Songying pulled Yan Wangxiao up, let him lean on his chest, and held him in his arms.Yan Wangxiao hugged him tightly with his backhand and closed his eyes.

"I'm in a mess, and I don't know what to do." Yan Wangxiao said in a low tone, "If I want to watch you ruined indifferently, I must be crazy. But I don't want to be separated from you. When I think of the picture of you packing up and leaving me, My heart hurts unbearably. Do you know what it means to be reluctant? Probably if I kill myself, I will be able to let you go."

Liang Songying hugged him tightly, and kissed him on the top of his head, with a painful expression on her face.

Later, Zhou Bei and Song Li arrived, arranged for people to intercept the crowd below, and escorted them to leave secretly through the VIP passage.Song Li followed Yan Lixiao's suggestion and discussed with Liang Songying to send the second young master to the hospital for psychological treatment.

Yan Wangxiao seemed very tired and had already fallen asleep.Liang Songying checked the bruises on his body and the redness and swelling on his face, and agreed to go to the hospital, but it was a private hospital to treat his body.

"Song Li, wait for him to wake up before asking his opinion. He doesn't like people thinking that he is sick." Liang Songying said in a soft voice.

"Alright." Song Li said.

Liang Songying stayed alone in the ward. Ye Yang drove to the hospital with her car before, and after seeing that Yan Wangxiao was fine, he disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The door of the hospital.

Ye Yang went out, and there was a young man squatting by the door, wearing sportswear and sneakers, and a peaked cap on his head, and he greeted him sideways: "Hi, little Ye Yang, are you leaving?"

Ye Yang stopped, turned around and looked at the smiling man with raised face, "The ghosts linger."

Zhou Bei made a very sad look, "I am obviously deeply affectionate, and I will never give up on you. You don't want any friends who repost. Besides me, where else can you find them?"

Ye Yang raised his foot and continued walking.Zhou Bei jumped up and ran to the side to circle him, "Aren't you sad? My brother kindly advised you 800 years ago, the sooner you let go, the less you will be hurt. Look at what you have gained after you have been persistent for so many years? Nothing! That heartless man The Second Young Master really hates you, the gain outweighs the loss, tsk tsk."

Ye Yang ignored this annoying chatter, went to the parking lot to find his car, closed the door, and walked away.

Zhou Bei coughed a few times smelling the choking exhaust.

A passer-by man who seemed to be passing by happened to stop suddenly and said, "Take a look at yourself too, worrying about them for so many years, what have you gained?"

"Alas, you are not me, how do you know that I didn't get anything."

"After this matter is over, go back to City B with me, don't be too young, don't be self-willed. Although you had to force Yan Wangxiao to get drunk on that birthday, Ye Fei thought that Yan Wangxiao would be filming the next day to hold him back from drinking, There was a car accident on the way back that night, why have you been obsessed with Ye Fei's death for so many years, it's not your fault."

"I know." Zhou Bei crossed his hands and laughed, "I'm heartless and free, how could I still be sad for the stupid things back then, I've long since looked away, how tiring it is to live with such obsession and love like them. "

He put down his hat, put his hands in his pockets, and walked gracefully, "The word love, don't touch—"

Two unexpected guests came to the ward, Liang Songying recognized Yan Lixiao, beside him was a middle-aged beautiful woman with a worried face.Yan Lixiao smiled and said: "This one is my mother, Mom, he is Wang Xiao's lover, Liang Songying."

Liang Songying said politely: "Hi aunt, please sit down." He pulled the chair away.

Yan's mother glanced at him and said, "Hello." She sat down and leaned over to look at Yan Wangxiao, "What did the doctor say? Why is he sleeping?"

Liang Songying said in a regular way: "The doctor said that he was overly emotional, and he hasn't had a good rest recently, and his body can't bear it. After a good sleep, he will be fine. Auntie, you don't have to worry."

They were already talking in a low voice, Yan Wangxiao moved his brows and eyes slightly, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Wang Xiao~"

Yan Wangxiao saw three people standing beside the bed, Yan Lixiao at the end of the bed looked at him calmly and curiously, and the aunts and Liang Songying on both sides watched him with concern.With the elders around, Liang Songying sat down gently on the edge of the bed, without saying a word, quietly reached under the quilt, took Yan Wangxiao's hand and squeezed it.

"How do you feel? What's wrong? Do you need to call a doctor?" Aunt Yan asked softly.

Yan Wangxiao cleared his throat with a cough, looked at Liang Songying and said, "I'm fine, I don't need it." Liang Songying smiled at him.