The boring president is in love

Chapter 31

After talking so much, Zhan Yi seemed to feel very tired, his eyes closed again, and tears slid down the fine lines at the corners of his eyes.

Zhan Sen stood beside the bed, staring at the toe of his shoes, silent for a while, and said indifferently, "Even if you don't say this, I don't intend to give all of this to Zhan Tiansong."

It doesn't matter if he is twisted in his heart, he has always hated Zhan Tiansong, and even after hearing Zhan Yi's words just now, his hatred has not diminished by half.Knowing that all this is just Zhan Yi's mistake, and Zhan Tiansong is also innocent, but he is in the middle of it, and he can't stay out of it and look at it calmly and rationally.

Zhan Tiansong took away his identity, and he didn't know how to cherish it at all. He behaved mischievously all day long, and even in front of Zhan Yi, he never called his father, just kept talking about that old bastard.

Hearing his warm words, Zhan Yi seemed to have been greatly shocked, opened his eyes suddenly, and said with difficulty, "...Sense..."

At this time, Zhan Sen had already suppressed the hatred in his heart, and returned to his usual expressionless appearance, "You have a good rest, I'll go back first."

Zhan Yi stretched out his hand from under the quilt, trying in vain to grab him, but it was difficult to make a sound when he opened his mouth, "... Sensen...my son..."

Zhan Sen was caught by the hoarse voice, closed his eyes on the spot, tried his best to suppress the pain in his heart, turned around and stroked his dry hair, "...I'll come back another day."

Before he left the ward, he rang the bell to call the doctor and nurse.

Mr. Zhang is standing in front of the railing at the end of the corridor. His back looks resolute and mature, but it reflects the boundless night outside the window, but it also makes people feel infinitely lonely.

Hearing footsteps, he turned around, "How is your dad?"

"woke up."

Mr. Zhang seemed taken aback, "I'll go and see him."

He walked to the door of the ward in a hurry, as if he suddenly remembered something, he turned his head and said to Zhan Sen, "You go first."

Naturally, the way home was also blocked.The red lights on the rear of the car were connected together, like some kind of bloody trap.

Zhan Sen's whole body seemed to be hollowed out, his face was pale and his lips were tightly pursed, and his deep eyes seemed to have been ground by coarse sand.

At this moment, Zhan Tiansong was in the private room of the bar that Liang Yicheng used to go to, calling a room full of cronies. In the center stood a scantily clad boy dancing with a cold steel pipe in his arms.

Zhan Tiansong was sitting on the sofa not far away, with one in his arms, a cigarette in his mouth, and a pair of flirtatious eyes circling the dancing boy as if nothing.

There were quite a few people in the room, but from the sofa under his buttocks to the range that formed a straight line with the steel pipe, there was no one.Although he wasn't necessarily watching, he was the one who called the dancing boy, and no one dared to block his view.

The boy looked like a novice, his movements were not very skilled, and he never winked at the surroundings from the beginning to the end.

Zhan Tiansong glanced at it for a few times, and a fire was ignited. He got up and walked over, standing very close to him, staring at the boy without saying a word.

The boy seemed to be terrified, and his movements became even more messy, but he didn't dare to look at him even more.

Gritting his teeth, Zhan Tiansong kicked his leg hard, "Can you give me some refreshments?"

The boy was unprepared, he kicked him a few meters away, his pretty face rubbed against the ground for a while, and when he raised his head again, his face was covered in blood.

The people around who were messing around just now also stopped, not daring to vent their anger, let alone come up to persuade them.

Seeing the pitiful look of the boy, who was about to burst into tears, Zhan Tiansong was even more furious. He paced around the spot irritablely, then suddenly remembered something, grabbed the car keys on the table, and turned his head He left the box without looking back, the force of the door slam made the floor tremble.

Zhan Sen's account has already been registered under Zhan Yi's name, and he has absolutely nothing to do.

Many years ago, since the day he knew about Zhan Sen's existence, he would go to trouble Zhan Sen from time to time.When I was in high school, I blocked him on the way home from school.But at that time, Zhan Sen was more capable of fighting than he imagined. Although he brought a few gangster friends, the advantages he could take were still limited. Moreover, Zhan Yi knew about this, so he sent a special car He and someone came to pick up Zhan Sen to and from school.

I thought that the school was not strictly controlled when I was in college, so he could find a chance to challenge him one-on-one, but before the college entrance examination was over, Zhansen was directly escorted to a foreign country.

It was when Zhansen returned to China a year ago that he found another opportunity.Knowing that he always went to the bar, he blocked him in the back alley of the bar every now and then.

And this matter was naturally known to Zhan Yi very quickly. This time, Zhan Yi changed his strategy. If he found out once, his pocket money for three months would be confiscated. If he found out twice, his credit card would be suspended.

Even so, it still failed to dispel Zhan Tiansong's desire to beat Zhan Sen.

He was just not reconciled, why that guy could live so well even without a father, why that guy always looked so calm and decent, why that guy was more talented than him.

This inexplicable hatred and jealousy have been growing in his heart, until now, he can't wait to take everything from Zhansen, tear him apart with his own hands, and let him fall into the abyss.

The bar was very close to Liang Yicheng's home, so Zhan Tiansong took a small road and arrived at the downstairs of the community in 10 minutes.

When the doorbell rang, Liang Yicheng thought it was Zhan Sen, and thought, why did he still ring the doorbell when he was given the key in the morning?

After opening the door and seeing the people outside the door, his expression changed instantly, as if looking at the garbage on the side of the road, "What are you doing here?"

Zhan Tiansong's heart skipped a beat by his expression, he obviously gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart, but he still smiled foolishly, "I miss you, can't I?"

Liang Yicheng was about to close the door with his backhand, but was supported by Zhan Tiansong, "Hey, don't you invite me in?"

"roll!"

"Why so rude? I haven't done anything."

Liang Yicheng took a deep breath, "Want to fight?"

Zhan Tiansong laughed, "I can't bear it..." He stared at his lips meaningfully, "But... it's still very fun to hit me on the bed..." Before he could say anything, he was grabbed from behind neckline.

Zhan Sen didn't say a word, and started fighting directly.

Zhan Tiansong didn't react at first, and only started to fight back after being punched in the face and stomach a few times.

But he has never been Zhansen's opponent since he was a child, and he can't gain the upper hand at this moment.

Zhan Sen threw him against the wall, took out his hand and made a phone call, said a few words briefly, and after hanging up, stared at Zhan Tiansong condescendingly, and said indifferently, "Do you want to call again?"

Zhan Tiansong leaned against the wall and stood up staggeringly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and sneered, "I admit, I can't beat you." Not good, although now I don't get sick every now and then, but my body is weaker than the average young people, and I still can't see the reason.

"Then go."

"However, are you sure the family property will be yours? Even if you try hard to fight for it, your mother is still not Zhanyi's wife, it's useless."

His words successfully angered Zhansen,

Zhan Sen's eyes turned cold instantly, he clenched his fists and took a step forward.

At this time, Liang Yicheng called him from inside the door, "Wu Mu, come back."

Zhan Sen's body froze for a few seconds, but finally lowered his fist, followed the direction of the voice, and went to Liang Yicheng's house.

Zhan Sen's appearance of fighting was too violent just now, Liang Yicheng was not fully sure that he would listen to his words, he was relieved when Zhan Sen entered the door obediently.

If we continue to fight as we did just now, we might die.

As soon as the door closed, Liang Yicheng was hugged by Zhan Sen before he could speak.

Zhansen's chin rested on his shoulders, and because of the height difference, his back was slightly bent, looking like a hurt child.

Liang Yicheng patted him on the back, then kissed his ear lightly, "Okay, what's wrong with you today? Are you in a bad mood?"

Zhansen didn't speak, but just tightened his arms.

After being silent for a while, Zhan Sen suddenly said, "...do you like me?"

Liang Yicheng was startled, "I like it." Looking back carefully, it seems that he has never said this to Zhan Sen.

After receiving such an affirmative answer, Zhan Sen closed his eyes, and immediately pressed Liang Yicheng against the door, lowered his eyes and began to unbutton him without saying a word.

Liang Yicheng had just returned home, before he had time to change his clothes, he was wearing a white shirt designed by Zhan Sen.

Liang Yicheng didn't want to do it. First, he felt that Zhan Sen's mood was wrong. At this time, he probably wanted him just to vent something.Being willing to be crushed by Zhan Sen has exhausted his self-esteem and pride, and being treated as an object to vent his emotions is the bottom line he cannot touch.Secondly, there will be a performance tomorrow.

He didn't refuse aloud, but silently grabbed Zhansen's hand.

Zhan Sen's movements stopped, and after his eyes met, he saw the obvious word "don't" in Liang Yicheng's eyes.

Liang Yicheng didn't want to say it directly, but he really didn't want to do it.

After a stalemate for a while, Zhan Sen let go, opened the door and left without saying a word.

After standing alone facing the deserted room for a long time, Liang Yicheng's anger gradually rose, what is this?Show him face if you don't give it up? !

He held back the fire, took a shower and lay on the sofa for a long time, but he still didn't feel sleepy.

But with that anger, thinking of Zhan Sen's eyes, he felt a little distressed. As the illegitimate child of the Zhan family, his life must not be very easy these years, always alone.

Liang Yicheng was tormented by these two emotions until midnight.The heartache finally defeated the self-confidence that had been maintained for more than 20 years. He picked up the key given by Zhan Sen, and went directly to the next door without wearing a coat.

Zhansen's room was pitch black, and the bedroom was also dark, but the curtains were wide open, and the neon lights outside the window reflected the shape of the window on the carpet.

Zhan Sen was sitting on the bedside, smoking a cigarette silently.

Liang Yicheng didn't speak, walked over to take the cigarette from his hand, put it in his mouth and took a puff.