Raised by bigots, I ran away

Yan Qingyang kept staring at Su Nanchuan, taking in his full expression.

After all, they grew up together, Su Nanchuan knew him, and he knew Su Nanchuan.Although it has been so many years, sometimes it only takes one glance to guess the other party's emotions.

Yan Yangyang's eyes gradually turned cold, and his voice also became cold: "Are you unhappy?"

Su Nanchuan quickly replied: "No."

Yan Yang: "Really?"

Su Nanchuan: "Really, I'm not unhappy."

Yan Qinyang took a step forward, getting closer to Su Nanchuan.His black eyes darkened, and he looked at Su Nanchuan coldly: "You are not happy living with me, you want to get out from here."

Yan Yangyang used affirmative sentences, not interrogative sentences.

Su Nanchuan instantly sensed the low air pressure of Yan Yang, and when he pressed against him with his tall figure, he felt a panicky sense of oppression.

Su Nanchuan sobered up in an instant, and wondered why he wanted to light the fire at this time, it was really not a wise choice.

Su Nanchuan hurriedly defended: "No, I am very happy to live with you! Really! No unhappy!"

Yan Yang: "If you are not unhappy, then live here."

Su Nanchuan was silent for a while, his heart was very tangled, after thinking about it, he said frankly: "I'm not unhappy, I just want to go home and pack my things, you see I came here with you in such a hurry yesterday, I didn't take anything , my computer, clothes, nothing. All I wear today are yesterday’s clothes, I can’t keep wearing one piece of clothing.”

Yan Qingyang: "I have asked the secretary to buy your clothes again, and they will be delivered tomorrow."

Su Nanchuan: "..."

Su Nanchuan silently said in his heart, "Awesome!"

Yan Yang: "There is a new computer in the study, which can be used by you."

Su Nanchuan: "..."

Yan Yang: "What else do you need?"

Su Nanchuan: "..."

Su Nanchuan's mind suddenly lit up: "But I have some information in my computer, it's very important, I have to use my computer."

Yan Qinyang looked at him coldly for a while, and said, "I'll ask the secretary to get it tomorrow."

Su Nanchuan whispered, "Can't I get it myself?"

Yan Yang: "It's also possible."

Su Nanchuan's eyes lit up: "Really, when will we go?"

Yan Yang: "When I forgive you."

Su Nanchuan: "..."

Su Nanchuan whispered: "Then when will you forgive me?"

Yan Qingyang glanced at him, but said nothing.

He closed the door leading to the backyard, turned and walked to the second floor.

Su Nanchuan followed behind him dejectedly, a little downcast, and when he got to the second floor, Yan Yangyang was about to go to the study, Su Nanchuan suddenly said: "Brother..."

Yan Qingyang stopped in his tracks, turned around and looked at him with an unkind expression.

Su Nanchuan stuck out his tongue lightly: "I'm sorry, I can't change it for a while, but I don't call you brother and I don't know what to call you. I don't want to call you by your name, and I don't want to call you Mr. Yan like others. That seems too unfamiliar. But apart from this title, I don't know any other title that can have a slight connection with you, a trace of connection."

Su Nanchuan paused for a moment: "I said that I want to go home and pack my things. I really want to pack my things. I still have important things that I want to keep with me. After all, I've kept it by my side for the past eight years. I can't take it anywhere. Take it with you."

Yan Yang: "What?"

Su Nanchuan raised his eyes and looked directly at Yan Yang: "Since I was ten years old, you have given me a gift every year."

Yan Yang's black eyes trembled slightly for an instant.

Su Nanchuan continued: "I want to go home and get it. Brother, you don't know. The things you gave me have always been my most precious treasures. I only feel safe when I keep them by my side for so many years."

-

Ten minutes later, when Su Nanchuan got into the passenger seat of Yan Qinyang, he still felt a little dreamy.

It's so late, Yan Canyang actually agrees with him to go home to get things, not only agrees, but also goes with him.

Su Nanchuan closed the car door, Yan Hanyang said in a low voice: "Seat belt."

Su Nanchuan looked at Yan Yangyang's sideways face, and he hesitated while fastening his seat belt: "Do you really want to go now? It's already 11 o'clock."

Yan Hanyang turned his head and started the car, his eyes focused on the front.

The car slowly opened, and Yan Yang's voice sounded in the dimly lit compartment: "Didn't you feel safe with those things?"

Probably because the night was getting late, Yan Yang was a little tired, his voice was deep and deep, blending with the warm yellow inside the car, without the coldness before.

The corners of Su Nanchuan's mouth slowly curled up, looked at him and said, "But with you by my side, I feel more secure."

Yan Qinyang tightened his hand holding the steering wheel, and Su Nanchuan continued: "But those things are also very important, because you gave them to me."

Yan Hanyang's eyes moved slightly.

While he was driving seriously, Su Nanchuan kept looking at him: "I'm worried that it's so late now, you'll be tired after a busy day. In fact, it's okay to pick it up tomorrow."

Yan Yang: "Not tired, let's go."

Su Nanchuan smiled: "Okay."

Yan Qingyang's villa is in the suburbs of Beijing. At 11 o'clock in the evening, the road into Beijing is not blocked at all. An hour later, they stopped in a residential area on the fourth ring road of the city.

It was already 12 o'clock at this time, and there was no underground parking lot in the community. Su Nanchuan guided Yan Hanyang to the downstairs where he lived, and the two got out of the car.

They got into the elevator together, Su Nanchuan pressed the floor, the elevator buzzed up, Su Nanchuan began to get nervous.

This was the first time he brought someone home, and it was still Yan Qingyang.

He hurriedly thought about whether the house was in a mess when he left the house before, whether the clothes were thrown around, the sheets on the bed were untidy, and whether there were any things that should not be exposed on the bright side.

Soon the floor arrived, the elevator door opened, Su Nanchuan took Yan Qingyang out of the elevator, and soon came to the small dwelling he rented.

Su Nanchuan became more and more nervous, took out the key to open the door, and said anxiously: "The house is a bit small, and it may be a bit messy."

Su Nanchuan opened the door, went in and touched the switch at the entrance, and turned on the light in the living room with a "snap".

The living room was clean and tidy, and there were no messy things that I forgot to put away. Su Nanchuan breathed a sigh of relief, thanking himself for having the habit of cleaning.

With Yan Yang still behind him, Su Nanchuan hurriedly squatted down and found a pair of disposable slippers from the shoe cabinet, and said, "No one has come to the house, only disposable slippers."

Hearing what Su Nanchuan said, Yan Qinyang glanced down at him, and the corner of his mouth curled slightly.

After changing his shoes, Su Nanchuan walked into the living room, took two cups from the coffee table, went to the kitchen to wash them, and said, "Brother, sit on the sofa first, and I'll make you a pot of tea."

Yan Yang: "No, it's too late for tea."

Yan Qingyang is standing in the living room at the moment, observing Su Nanchuan's small dwelling.

One bedroom and one living room, the living room is not too big, there is a three-seater sofa, behind the sofa are three decorative picture frames, in front of the sofa is a white tea table, and in front of it is a TV.

To the east of the living room is an open door, which should be the bedroom, and the kitchen is to the north of the living room.

Although the room is small, it is warm and tidy, which is the style that Su Nanchuan likes in his impression.

Su Nanchuan came out of the kitchen with a cup and a kettle. Seeing Yan Qingyang still standing in the living room, he was stunned: "Why don't you sit down?"

Yan Qinyang took a look at him, walked to the sofa and sat down: "You bought the house yourself?"

Su Nanchuan shook his head: "It's rented."

Yan Yangyang's black eyes suddenly sank. He looked at Su Nanchuan and said, "Su Nanchuan, you came to Beijing seven years ago. At that time, the house price was not as high as it is now."

Su Nanchuan didn't notice his eyes, poured water for him, and didn't think much about it: "Well, but I don't have money either."

Yan Qinyang stared at him gloomyly: "Where's the card I gave you?"

When he and Zhao Yuan got the first dividend, after he gave most of it to Lin Yuemei, the rest of the money was deposited into the card for Su Nanchuan.Later, he was sent by Yan Yue to the capital to manage the small company. He earned more than 400 million yuan in three months, and he got more money. When the financial account was settled, he asked him to confirm whether the dividends distributed had been credited to the card number that Yan Yangyang had originally filled in. , because the account name of that card number is Su Nanchuan's name.

At that time, Su Nanchuan had disappeared, and Yan Yangyang's world had also collapsed. Even so, he still asked the finance to pay according to the original account.

Su Nanchuan grew up with him tight-lipped. When he was a child, he was not able to earn much money, so he could barely maintain the daily expenses of the two of them.He once swore that he would earn a lot of money in the future so that Su Nanchuan could live a good life, so when Yan Qinyang managed to earn so much money, but Su Nanchuan left him, Yan Kangyang hated Su Nanchuan on the one hand, but on the other hand He gave all the money to Su Nanchuan. To put it bluntly, even if he hated him, he didn't want him to suffer from having no money again.

Seven years ago, house prices in Beijing were not expensive. Su Nanchuan had at least 200 million yuan in his credit card, so he could buy a small house for himself after paying for college.

But Su Nanchuan said that he had no money.

What about the money in the card?

Hearing Yan Yang's question, Su Nanchuan's heart sank, and he blamed himself for being unrestrained.

He pushed the warm water in front of Yan Qinyang, met the man's dark gaze, and said, "It took a while to see Aunt Mei, and then..."

later……

Su Nanchuan paused for a moment, and a scene appeared in his mind - in the afternoon of heavy rain, an old man in his 60s knelt in front of him: "You have pity on me! I have old people and young people, and the construction site is like us. There are so many people here, how can we survive if you don’t settle the money for us? We have worked hard for a year, and I am waiting for the money to go to the doctor for my old mother! How can Mr. Lin owe us workers? Debt! Boss Lin is pitiful, aren’t we pitiful? Isn’t my old mother pitiful!”

And at noon in summer, he was running in a certain street in Guangtai City under the sun, looking for one law firm after another...

Su Nanchuan poured another glass of water, and said in a brisk voice: "Later, I paid off some of Aunt Mei's debts. At first, I didn't want to touch the money in the card, and the money was yours. Then I thought, since the money is Yours, I used it on Aunt Mei, it's the last thing you do for her."

Yan Qingyang stared at him without saying a word.

Su Nanchuan lowered his eyes: "You, you probably won't let me pay back the money, I don't have that much money now..."

Yan Yang's eyes sank again in an instant.

Seeing him staring at him coldly, Su Nanchuan was a little panicked: "Then, if you let me pay it back, it's okay, okay, I can install it in installments..."

"Su Nanchuan!"

Yan Qinyang interrupted him loudly, and it was obvious that he was suppressing his anger.

Su Nanchuan was taken aback by him, and looked at him tremblingly, with a pair of small rabbit eyes showing fear and aggrieved.

Yan Qinyang closed his eyes, thinking that he shouldn't look into his eyes.

He sighed slightly, with hatred and softness in his heart, but his voice subconsciously softened a little: "Didn't you say you want to pack things?"

Su Nanchuan immediately stood up: "Yes, I will clean up now, clean up now!"

-

Su Nanchuan cleaned up as soon as he said, and quickly entered the bedroom.

He has always been agile, and it didn't take long for him to come out of the bedroom.

He was pulling a not-so-big suitcase in his left hand, and holding a white box in his right hand.

Yan Qingyang looked at him, then at the white box he was holding, and asked knowingly, "What is that?"

Su Nanchuan smiled: "Baby."

Yan Qinyang's heart moved slightly: "Open it and have a look."

Su Nanchuan came over obediently, put the box on the coffee table, and opened the lid.

Yan Qinyang looked up, and then his heart shook.

I saw two bracelets, a watch, a notebook, a pen, two old mobile phones, a scarf, two lollipops, and a beautiful rain flower stone in a white box that was not too big. a button...

In this box, all the things exude a familiar old atmosphere, all of which are the things that Yan Kangyang once gave to Su Nanchuan.

Unexpectedly, Su Nanchuan preserved everything well, and even said that it was his treasure.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-07-1110:28:09~2021-07-1210:27:10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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