Playing tricks is the appearance of loving you

In the dim corridor, Yan Anzhen stood for a long time, until her breath was floating in the air, so long that the voice-activated lights were silent for a while, and so long that the sky outside the window began to turn blue, she seemed to have turned into a statue, only one in her chest remained. The beating heart showed signs of her life.

Suddenly, a tiny message prompt pulled her back from the brink of daze——

Jiang Youshu: [Ah Zhen, have you arrived home safely]

Jiang Youshu: [Love you.jpg]

Only then did Yan Anzhen realize that she had been holding the phone tightly for too long. When she let go of her fingers, she seemed to hear the crackling of her joints. There was warm sweat in her palms, showing an inappropriate temperature in this cold winter. .

Her fingertips gently stroked those words, as if drawing strength from them, the corners of her lips raised slightly, she replied a few words, cut off the screen, took a deep breath, and rang the doorbell.

——She has already put on the calmest expression to welcome him.

The doorbell rang a few times, and the sound of slippers stepping on the floor came from inside. Unlike others, it was not procrastinating, and there was even a clanging sound inside.

The voice reached the door, and the next second the door was opened, revealing a rather handsome face.

Yan Anzhen's good looks cannot be separated from the excellent genes of both parents. Yan Yujing, the strict father, was born with a pair of deer eyes, round and paired with thin lips, which has a bookish spirit of a literati.My mother was attracted by the scholarly aura of Yan Yujing when she was a student. She once looked at the photo of the two of them together. At that time, the mother lowered her eyes and smiled, gentle and quiet, while hugging her Yan Yujing, who was on the shoulder, looked at her intently, Xiaolu looked quite harmless.

Anyone who sees him will praise him as "talented man and beautiful woman".

It’s just that looking back at these photos after so many years, some clues can be seen at the beginning.

Yan Anzhen raised her eyes calmly, meeting Yan Yujing's gaze.

Even though she was prepared, she was still surprised.

Those harmless round eyes are half drooping at the moment. At first glance, they don't look energetic, but they are full of gloom and gloom, and there is a faint madness, which makes everyone who looks at him fall into inexplicable panic. In the midst of peace and anxiety, he obviously didn't say a word, just looking at it like that made people feel as if he was deeply involved in the murder scene. Opposite him was an inhuman murderer holding an ax and his body was spattered with thick blood—if Yan Anzhen was not surprised when she received a call from the police station one day.

Even the surrounding air became unbearable.

Feeling nauseous after breathing for a long time.

Yan Anzhen couldn't tell whether the feeling of wanting to vomit was a real physical reaction or a psychological effect. A white shadow flashed in front of her eyes, and she couldn't help blinking, trying to dispel the nausea in her chest.

"You're too slow." Yan Yujing took her reaction into his eyes, but only let her in sideways, his gloomy eyes never leaving her face for a moment.

Yan Anzhen bent down to slip on her slippers, covered her eyes with her long hair, suppressed the turbulent emotions, and when she got up again, she resumed the kind of politeness and alienation towards strangers.

"There's something," she said.

Yan Yu was noncommittal, followed her into the living room, and said abruptly, "I thought you wouldn't come."

Yan Anzhen turned around and looked at him, and said indifferently: "I'm here to completely resolve some of the conflicts between us." As she said these words, she couldn't help but think of Yuanyuan's smiling face on the corners of her eyes and brows, so as to say Eliminate the discomfort of facing him.

——Unexpectedly, it was very effective.

Yan Yujing was slightly surprised by this straight-to-the-point attitude, raised his half-drooped eyelids slightly, pointed to the sofa, and said shortly, "Sit."

She sat on the sofa with her back straight, as if she was about to leave at any time.

Yan Yujing sat on the sofa on the other side, looked down at his thumb, and said, "Over the years, you have been to Songze several times and visited your mother several times."

The mother is always the softest place in her heart, she bit her lip, and said calmly: "I have always missed her."

"Me too." Yan Yujing said, a chuckle escaped from the corner of his lips, he didn't know what he thought of, and there was a look of nostalgia in his eyes.

However, Yan Anzhen felt a chill sweeping down her spine and froze involuntarily.

"I don't think there is any conflict between us." Yan Yujing looked up at her, his eyes were like knives, scraping her face, "We all miss her, it is me who raised you well The promise to her is that it is her wish that you marry a good family and live a happy life, and now I want to fulfill her wish, which is not a bad thing for you, where is the contradiction?"

What normal father sees raising his daughter as a commitment to his wife?

"Raise and grow up well, live a happy life..." Yan Anzhen repeated these two sentences, and the anger caused by the unbelievable made her chuckle, "Do you think you did it?"

Full of questioning and undisguised anger, these are the most extreme emotions that Yan Anzhen has been able to express over the years.

Yan Yujing glanced at her and said, "Disobedient children need to be taught a lesson. If you resent me because you were punished by me when you were young, then I have nothing to say." Facing a naughty child who is making trouble for no reason, there is a kind of tolerance and helplessness from above.

Yan Anzhen's chest began to heave violently, her hands clenched into fists, still trembling uncontrollably.

Lesson learned...

How could a little lesson make her dare not look at herself face to face, dare not face Yuanyuan, would a little lesson make her wrap herself layer by layer into an airtight cocoon and reject all intimacy? !

Her politeness and politeness were considered by everyone to be a manifestation of her good upbringing, but only she knew that this was the gentlest way for her to resist outsiders, and he never taught any so-called "upbringing".

Yan Anzhen wanted to leave this place of right and wrong immediately, but as soon as she got up, Yuanyuan's face flashed across her mind.

In the middle of the night, Yuanyuan always lay beside her and hugged her until she didn't like too close contact, then she stopped there and whispered in her ear tirelessly, Ah Zhen, I like you so much, you can't leave me.

For Yuanyuan's sake, she couldn't leave.

Yan Anzhen sat down heavily again, and after calming down, she spoke with a rare coldness. If Jiang Youshu were here, she would be surprised to find that Yan Anzhen had a shadow of Jiang Youyu at this moment.

Yan Anzhen said word by word: "I don't want to say more about the harm you caused me, it's useless to say more, now I just want to—"

"Injury?" Yan Yujing interrupted her and stood up abruptly, as if a meteorite had been dropped on a calm lake, he roared angrily, "What should you say about the damage you caused to Ah Meng! It wasn't because of life. Leave you, will she leave the root cause of the disease because of dystocia and hemorrhage? Isn't it to earn more money to support you, we will go to Liangyue to move to Liangyue and let Ameng run around again? Not to take care of you, she will Give up her dream? She told me so many things she wanted to do, but after you were born, she could only revolve around you. Since you were born, she hasn't had a good night's sleep, and she hasn't done a single dream What you did, she died because of you in the end, tell me, who hurt it!"

Every word and sentence is a father's sharp accusation against his daughter.

Yan Anzhen felt chills all over her body and was speechless.

She had always known that her father was different from other children, that he didn't love her, even hated her because she let the woman he loved the most die.

Yan Yujing doesn't like children, and he doesn't want his wife to suffer the pain and sequelae of childbirth. His love is very selfish and can only be given to one person, but Yao Mengying likes it very much. She likes fragrant and soft children. Hold her index finger with all fingers, she likes children calling her mother in a soft and waxy voice, she likes to watch her child grow from a bud into a flower, and she likes it, he doesn't want to and no longer be opposed to.

Yan Yujing accepted his daughter because of Yao Mengying, and after Yao Mengying's death, he vented all his resentment and powerlessness on the ten-year-old child.

There is such a truth in the world.

Yan Anzhen has never had the idea of ​​"maybe I shouldn't have been born". She firmly believes that her birth made her mother happy. Her memory of her mother always stays in her mother's smile, and she still hums the song her mother sang to her lullaby.

And her father, already crazy.

"Even the only thing your mother cared about was you. She said that she hoped that I would take good care of you, raise you up, teach you etiquette, morality and shame, watch you grow up healthily, marry a good family, and live a happy and carefree life. Life." Yan Yujing calmed down while talking, staring at Yan Anzhen with dark and fierce eyes, and said, "I have fulfilled her expectations of me, but you have violated her wishes."

Etiquette, righteousness and shame, the etiquette, righteousness and shame he taught her.

Yan Anzhen wanted to laugh, but found that the corners of her mouth seemed to be locked by a stapler. She tried a few times, but in vain, so she could only say with a blank expression: "I don't want to tell you this, I'm here to tell you something , I have a girlfriend, she is very good, I am very happy now, and I don't want to be disturbed by you in my future life."

She thought it would be difficult to speak out, and she would have to hide her sexual orientation from Yan Yujing for the rest of her life, but when she came to her senses, she had already said what she wanted to say.

She was still afraid, it was the fear of her father's power that had been in her bones since she was a child, but she remembered that Yuanyuan was waiting for her to go back at home, and they spent the New Year together.

Suddenly, the scalp tightened, and the hair was grabbed and pulled down violently. The severe pain that exploded was quickly transmitted from the scalp to the nerve endings. She was forced to raise her head and took a breath of cold air. Physiological tears.

Yan Yu held her hair tightly, and looked at her like he did when he was a child, looking down at her with cold and stern eyes, and the cold air radiated from every pore of him: "Say it again, what do you have?"

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"boom!"

The priceless vase was swept to the ground, and the fragments were scattered and scattered all over the ground.

Jiang Youyu still had a cold face, his expression did not fluctuate in the slightest.

Father Jiang propped himself up on the table, as if he would have the strength to digest what he heard. He pointed at Jiang Youyu's fingers trembling slightly, and said sharply, "One or two of you, you want to piss me off! Unfilial son! Unfilial son! "

Jiang Jiang loves to play, he knows it, and has lost his temper before, but he just thinks that it is a child's immature nonsense, and he will marry after all. He went to bed, and resolutely left Jiang's family for her. Only then did he realize that his daughter, whom he had loved since childhood, had begun to learn to rebel. She has consolidated a cognition that his authority as the highest ruler in the family cannot be challenged or contested.

However, his eldest daughter, who has always been reassuring, just told her that she also likes women.

Jiang's father was trembling with anger, seeing Jiang Youyu's unrelenting expression, suddenly hated the determination and courage he had cultivated, and raised his hands high——

The door of the study was slammed open.

Someone exclaimed: "Sister Yu!"

The wind sounded.

Jiang Youyu stared blankly, watching the sun jump in, jump in front of her, and jump into her heart.

Brave and fearless.

That was what she had always dreamed of, what she hoped she could become.

Because of the twisted jealousy in her heart at that time, she wasted a good girl for more than ten years.

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