Rebirth of the Wealthy Fakes

Song Feile, the protagonist of the turbulent Song family downfall case, has been back to school for a few days.

He was carrying that charcoal black recurve bow and was shooting arrows in the school's archery range. His expression was as lazy as usual, and the rumors outside did not affect him in the slightest.Seeing Song Feile calmly put on the arm guard and bow grip, then the chest guard and finger arm, and finally the quiver pinned to the calf, Xi Siyuan couldn't help it, "What are you talking about? What's going on?"

Song Feile turned a deaf ear to it, and his tall and straight figure was like a natural magnetic field to attract the attention of others. As soon as he appeared, the archery gym was almost boiling.

Stand, raise the bow, lean on the string, aim.

Every movement of Song Feile was impeccable.

Shooting requires a high degree of concentration, and peace of mind is the most important thing to practice archery.

Song Feile turned his head slightly to the circular target, his usually lazy eyes became fierce and powerful, then he loosened his fingers and let go of the arrow.

Hit the bullseye straight and shot a ten ring.

"Wow!" There were small exclamations from around.

He took a pause in the action and pulled out the second arrow. It didn't take as long to aim at the first time, and he released another arrow after just a short aiming pause.

Another ten ring.

"It's amazing——!" The exclamations came one after another, just like the day when Pang Yi was in the stadium.

Xi Siyuan also looked at the bull's-eye in admiration, even for a top player, it is difficult to beat the tenth ring again and again.

After shooting the third ten rings, everyone around looked at him in amazement.Only then did Song Feile withdraw his attention, and absently answered Xi Siyuan's question, "How about what?"

"Your uncle, I think he is very interesting."

Song Feile stroked the remaining arrow handle and sneered, "It's just a counterfeit, not worth mentioning, and it's been cleaned up."

Seeing his indifferent face, Xi Siyuan wailed silently, probably never seeing his uncle again.Seeing Song Feile pull out another arrow, Xi Siyuan continued to ask boredly, "I heard that he is also very good at arrows. He showed his skills here in the last friendly match and I heard that he even beat you. Afterwards, a lot of female students inquired. who is he."

Song Feile raised his eyebrows, "Really? Someone asked him?" Then he opened the bow, aimed, and released the arrow slowly, and shot another arrow with a low pressure.

Still ten rings.

His score today has never been lower than this number, and he has always been ten rings of red hearts.The other archery students around were weeping silently in their hearts, Boss, are you still letting other people mess around like this?

Young Master Song of the Ten Ring Party came here today to crush other people's self-esteem. He shot more than a dozen arrows one after another, each time with ten rings. He plays by himself.

Xi Siyuan looked at Song Feile's ice-like eyes when he was shooting an arrow, and made up his mind not to touch this friend's Ni Lin casually.At this moment, the appearance of a young boy caught his attention.

"Look, that kid is here again? Could he be interested in you?" Following Xi Siyuan's finger, Song Feile saw that a freshman freshman this year was carrying mineral water and moving in his direction.

"Actually, he looks pretty good, and his skin is fair." Straight man Xi Siyuan began to comment sharply, seeing Song Feile's frown and immediately waved his hands, "I know you are not interested in men, but there are little boys around you It's been so long, as a senior, why don't you show it."

It was a tone of fear that the world would not be chaotic.

Song Feile gave Xi Siyuan a big roll of his eyes, and took out a towel to wipe his quiver. The bronze-colored body of the quiver instantly reminded him of something, and his wiping fingers trembled involuntarily.He turned sideways a little irritably, pulled out another arrow, and inserted the tail of the arrow into the arrow slot.

"Hi~ Do you need some water?" Someone greeted him.

Xi Siyuan winked at the side, the person who came was the elementary school boy who came in with a mineral water box.

At this moment, the boy's face was slightly red, and there was hope on his face full of sunshine, maybe it was admiration, maybe it was some other emotion...

In view of the fact that Song Feile has been coveted too many times since he was a child, Xi Siyuan feels that no matter from which point of view, Young Master Song has already practiced proficiently in issuing good people cards. Fill your mouth.

"Are you interested in me?" Song Feile suddenly lowered his head close to his junior's face and asked bluntly.

Puff—cough——!Xi Siyuan sprayed mineral water all over the floor, looking at his best friend in shock.

Song Feile seemed to have thought of something, his expression was distracted for a second, but he quickly returned to his usual expression, and lowered his head to his junior's ear and asked ambiguously, "You like men, don't you?"

It was too high-powered, the junior's ears were so red that he was about to bleed.

Song Feile also breathed ambiguously into the crimson ears, which frightened the straight man next to him, Xi Siyuan, because from his perspective, Song Feile had a horrifying picture of kissing each other.Then Song Feile slowly approached the other party, and when he was only 0.01 centimeter away from the other party's ear, Song Feile stopped and made up with a voice that only two people could hear: "I'm the most disgusting man."

Then he suddenly opened the distance between himself and the opponent, and started shooting arrows again as if nothing had happened.Xi Siyuan watched helplessly as the elementary school boy's face instantly changed from blush to pale, and then looked at the stumbling figure of the other party, and asked curiously, "What did you say to him? The reaction was so intense?"

Song Feile casually opened his bow while answering, "I said I'm disgusting with men."

Xi Siyuan, "..." This blow is straightforward enough.

"Primary school boy looks pretty. It's a pity...it's a boy." Xi Siyuan shook his head, and Song Feile's mind flashed a crazy picture of being with Pang Yi that day, that creamy honey-colored skin, with sharp edges and corners beaten by sweat Wet face, and provocative man's eyes.

When the heart is deviated, the arrow is shot crookedly.

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Three rings...

People around looked at Song Feile's huge gap from the tenth consecutive ring to the third ring strangely.

Song Feile's face darkened, and he simply walked away.

Xi Siyuan looked at the three rings that suddenly appeared inexplicably.

Huh?Did he say something he shouldn't have said that affected his performance?

*******

After being raised at home for a few days, Pang Yi regained his spirit.After combing back and forth, Pang Yi profoundly summed up the reasons for the failure, one was because of impatience, and the other was because of soft-heartedness.If he had known that Song Feile was such a tyrannical master, he should be even more tyrannical than him.

Every night Pang Yi tossed and turned in bed thinking about how to take revenge and how to successfully counterattack, so that he hadn't paid attention to what Zong Ze or other boys who had been in relationship with him were doing for a long time.

Among them, Zong Ze had the most frequent contact with him.

There was another text message on the phone. Pang Yi turned it over and saw that it was Zong Ze's greeting. He said that a very good seafood restaurant had opened in the city and invited Pang Yi to eat together.When Pang Yi saw the text message, he noticed that he hadn't contacted Zong Ze during this period of time. Thanks to this kid, he was a nice person. With Pang Yi's 3-minute hot temper, he didn't complain, and quietly invited Uncle Pang to dinner. I want to relieve Uncle Pang.

Pang Yi instantly felt that Zong Ze was much cuter than Song Feile's prickly head, and immediately replied, "Where are you? See you tonight."

Zong Zeding’s place is a good place, and it is called a gourmet trip by the city’s reporters. Before going to the appointment, Pang Yi went to Mr. Wang’s ward for a visit, and he was doing his filial piety in front of outsiders. Anyway, The old man was kind to him.

Wang Ya was also in the ward. In view of the incident with Song Feile, Pang Yi felt a little sensitive when he saw Wang Ya. Also in the ward was Mr. Wang's personal doctor, a thin, middle-aged man who was nearly 50 years old. , the doctor's surname is Bai, and he has been in charge of Mr. Wang for several years. Everyone calls him Doctor Bai.

When Pang Yi saw Dr. Bai, Dr. Bai seemed to be looking at a photo. Due to the distance and the backlight, Pang Yi could only see a woman in the photo.

"Is this your wife?" Pang Yi approached and asked with a smile.

Only then did Doctor Bai realize that someone was coming, and quickly put the photo in his pocket, "Want to see your father?"

Pang Yi smiled and nodded.

"As people get older, they actually long for the company of their children. You... you and Ms. Wang Ya are not the same mother, but..." Dr. Bai stopped talking here. Seeing his hesitation, Pang Yi Knowing that it was due to his unclear identity, so he continued understandingly, "My sister and I will come here often."

When a family reaches a certain point, more money may not be a good thing.

"Every time you come over, the old man's mood will be much better." Dr. Bai sighed.

The counterfeit Pang Yi also sighed, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

Wang Ya broke the embarrassment in time, "Doctor Bai, I've been very busy recently, so I'll trouble you here."

Doctor Bai nodded.

When there were only Wang Ya and Pang Yi in private, Wang Ya said calmly: "I heard that the government recently rectified the industry. Some disgraceful projects before Sanqianji and Feng Yasong were investigated, and fines were sent to your company. .”

Pang Yi was taken aback. He didn't expect Wang Ya to know so clearly. After pondering for a while, he answered, "It's more troublesome, and it's about money."

"You just have to act like a good son. I know you have your own company..." After a pause, Wang Ya looked at him meaningfully, "I won't ask."

After she finished speaking, she looked at her watch and got up to leave.Pang Yi noticed that Wang Ya was dressed too plainly today, her whole body was either black or white, the only thing that was a bit popular was the camellia necklace from El on her chest, but it was also black, almost like a funeral.

Pang Yi really wanted to know how Song Feile was doing recently, but according to his temper, it was impossible for him to take the initiative to ask Song Feile, so he pretended to be very natural and said casually, "Didn't Feile not go to school a while ago? How's it going?" Knowing where this bastard is, he can take revenge.

Wang Yalue raised her head in shock, "What did you say?" Obviously she didn't know about it at all.

Pang Yixin understood that something so serious happened to the Song family. Song Feile went to Liu Xingzhi's house to avoid the limelight and didn't go to his mother. It seemed that there was something wrong with the relationship between mother and child.

But Wang Ya quickly adjusted her facial expression, "I'll go first."

Pang Yi felt that Wang Ya seemed to be in a bad mood today, even a little out of her mind. In his heart, this woman was indifferent, beautiful, and elegant, and she seldom showed such an impatient expression. Moreover, he had observed for a long time. Although Wang Ya didn't show anything on her face, she But I've checked my watch twice.

By coincidence, Pang Yi drove behind Wang Ya quietly.The divorce case of Wang Ya and Song Tianming was full of rumors and rumors. How could such a beautiful woman lack a man?Maybe she has an appointment with someone to go on a tryst... If he can hold Wang Ya's handle...

Then the exorbitant price contract that this body signed with Wang Ya before can be used as an exchange condition...

Pang Yi followed the car carefully, keeping a subtle distance, and as he got farther and farther away from the urban area, Pang Yi was horrified to find that he was following the car all the way to the cemetery on the outskirts of the city.

It was only after four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly, maybe it was guilt, maybe the cemetery happened to be here, maybe it was some other factor, in short, Pang Yi lost Wang Ya in the cemetery.

He thought of Shu Ningning.The woman who loved him madly.

Walking forward on the stone road with a little heavy footsteps, the girl in the photo in front of him had a cute and energetic face, Pang Yi felt his heart was hit hard, and felt short of breath instantly.There are two blooming white chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone, and it is obvious that people often come to visit her sleeping.Maybe it's Shu Ningning's relatives, maybe it's her friend.

what is love?

In the end, I was still reluctant.

It hurts so much to be in love with you.

Bye now.

Pang Yi closed his eyes and stood in front of the tomb.The ups and downs of his mood, and the erratic teasing led to irreparable consequences. After Shu Ningning died, Pang Yi could no longer touch women, as if he was cursed.And the woman whom he had always regarded as a rotten peach blossom proved his heart by death.

Shu Ningning's younger brother must hate him to death, Pang Yi still shudders thinking about those blood red eyes at the funeral.

After stopping for about ten minutes, Pang Yi realized that his previous self had died, and now he was reborn.

That's okay, it's fucking debt repayment.

Thinking so self-deprecatingly, Pang Yi noticed with sensitivity at the end of his eyes that Wang Ya turned left from the cemetery in front. But she was so out of her mind, he can guarantee that even if he appeared in front of Wang Ya now, Wang Ya would turn a blind eye.

Who did she go to see?

Driven by curiosity, Pang Yi quietly turned back along the same path that Wang Ya had walked.In the depths of the cemetery on the left, there is a small tomb with no photos, no information about parents, etc., only the words "He Yunzhi".

Pang Yi thought that this was probably the name of the buried person.He Yunzhi.

What shocked Pang Yi the most was that the small tomb did not offer white chrysanthemums or yellow chrysanthemums for general sacrifices, but piled up with a large number of blue-purple iris flowers, which made the eyes full of blue-purple, and the tombstone was covered with blue. Surrounded by a sea of ​​purple flowers, it stands there quietly.

He Yunzhi.

who are you?

The breeze blows through the cemetery, everything is so quiet, the petals of the iris flutter gently under the breeze, as if sighing in a low voice.

The flower language of iris is --- desperate love.