compromise

The author has something to say: Have you guessed who Li Zhe is~~

☆, (24)

Gu Yan picked up the brush again, ready to paint some color on the blank.

But the tip of the pen hangs on the paper, and has not moved for a long time.

There was a blank in his mind.

It might not be accurate to say that, Zhi Xu's photo and Wen Qiyu's blankness that night kept flashing back and forth in his head.

God knows how much he wanted to hear some explanation from Wen Qiyu.

Even if you say "no", even if you dodge your eyes and tell some lies, give him some hope.

But no, he didn't even catch up in the end.

Just like that, he was abandoned.

Those who have no room become wild cats abandoned on the side of the road without cardboard boxes and blankets.

Gu Yan slowly put down his pen, bowed his body, and lowered his head.

He has never closed his eyes, and his eyes hurt like he can't close them again.

But as soon as he closed his eyes, he would think of Wen Qiyu's smile.

His pampering, his devotion, and his smile have never been given to him.

Wen Qiyu has been looking through himself, missing that person named Zhi Xu.

substitute……

What is that feeling?

God gives you life, and then tells you that in fact, the reason why you are alive is to play another person.

empty shell...

What Wen Qiyu needed was just an identical empty shell!

Gu Yan, oh Gu Yan, thanks to you, you are still looking after yourself and being happy!

You are just scumbag!

Gu Yan's eyes turned red, and he suddenly reached out and violently tore off the white paper on the drawing board again.

Wen Qiyu...you never said I liked me...

The so-called "Ayu" is also what that person called you, right?

Ah……

How conscientiously he himself plays this role, and even really likes him!

Ah Yu, Ah Yu, Ah Yu.

Now that I think about it, every sentence he used to call him like this has a deep taste of being betrayed and deceived.

But what to do, until now, Gu Yan still thinks that Wen Qiyu's smile is so pretty.

Why... do I still feel that I like him?

He wanted to let go, but felt unwilling.

Why? !With the same face, you can fall in love with Zhi Xu, but not me? !

So he wanted to go back to find Wen Qiyu, but what's the use of that?

Wen Qiyu has never looked at himself directly!

"Dong dong."

knocking.

"Gu Yan..."

"..." Could it be.

"I put the rice outside for you," there was a moment of silence outside, "Actually...you can go home, at least you have family members to rely on..."

"..."

……Home?

Gu Yan shook his head, how long has he not been home?

Gu Yan admits that he has always been rebellious, and his parents have never been less worried since childhood.

He's... really homesick now.

I miss the scolding and nagging from my parents, and the delicious food at home.

He also felt that he was spineless and guilty. He was injured outside, and then fled to the house in a daze.

He was so injured by Wen Qiyu that he had no power to fight back, and turned his head to seek comfort from those he had hurt.

But now, where else could he go but go home?

go home……

Well, go home.

Maybe something is like this relationship, like the comic book lawsuit he lost.

No matter how hard you try to fight and stick to it, there are always other reasons that keep him out.

He was ready to let go, and he didn't want to go back to Wen Qiyu to scar himself for nothing.

He still likes him, and everything is just him asking for trouble.

Why not let him go, and yourself too?

Gu Yan curled up on the chair with his arms around his knees like a child, buried his head in his knees, thinking quietly.

He finally cried out.

At first it was a soft sob, and finally slowly turned into a howl.

A man in his twenties, curled up on a chair, stretched his neck and cried like a child.

The soreness that was suppressed in the bottom of my heart burst out along with tears.

"Ah... ah... Give me back... Give me back! Give me back my unforgettable first love!... Haha..."

In the end, Gu Yan sobbed, took a shower, changed his clothes, ate a meal, and after tidying up, he left a note for Mo Fei who was not at home.

"I'm going home, thank you for taking me in during this time."

He thought for a while, and reluctantly drew another ╭(╯3╰)╮ at the back.

As a result, it got out of hand, and I filled the paper with (;′Д`) and (>﹏<.) ~ and ~(＞﹏＜).

Finally feeling a little vented...

Gu Yan took a deep breath, put on his backpack and went home.

When Gu Yan arrived home, he didn't notify his family.

When he was talking to his family on the intercom at the door, the housekeeper was obviously stunned for a few seconds, and then happily opened the door for him.

Gu Yan's mother rushed out and gave her son a big bear hug.

"Hmph, son... You finally know you're home, Mama misses you so much!!"

If you want to say where Gu Yan's innocent energy comes from, it's [-]% inherited from Gu's mother.

When Gu Yan saw his mother, he couldn't help crying again.

As soon as Gu Ma saw Gu Yan's eyes were red, she quickly dragged Gu Yan into the room for questioning.

But after asking about thirteen tricks, Gu Yan just gritted his teeth and refused to speak.

Gu Ma thought that the way of painting was too rough, so she was wronged like this.

Gu Ma hurriedly let her son into the house to rest.

Gu Yan walked into his bedroom, suddenly feeling a little emotional.

The traces of him from childhood to adulthood are still intact in this room.

He opened his bag and started packing his things.

Most of them were still drawing tools, Gu Yan looked at his no longer familiar partners for a long time, and finally slowly arranged them all and put them into the cabinet.

When Gu Yan's father heard that Gu Yan had returned home, he rushed back from the company immediately.

The old man muttered a few words, why do you still know how to go home, why don't you listen to the old man's words, you will suffer in front of your eyes, and why do you want to inherit the family business honestly when you come back...

In the evening, the family sat and chatted together, and Gu Yan felt that his wounded heart was comforted.

"Gu Yan, I have one thing to tell you."

"En father."

"The day after tomorrow, you have time to meet this girl."

As Gu Yan's father said, he put a photo on the coffee table.

Gu Yan's heart sank for a moment, and he suddenly felt his heart was pressed into a ball.

He was silent, opened his mouth to say something, but finally nodded.

He could ignore the excited eyes of his parents.

He also deliberately tried to hide the feeling of heartache.

He didn't betray anyone either, did he?

But why does my heart keep screaming no...

Difficult, but helpless.

He doesn't want to get hurt anymore, does he?

This is the best choice.

Wen Qiyu, from now on, I don't want to like you anymore.

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☆, (25)

Wen Qiyu always felt that the past few months were like a long dream.

Gu Yan came and went.

Father came and went.

But now, Wen Qiyu felt a little dazed looking at the men who were opening the exquisite food boxes.

This man has been taking care of himself for three days.

He transfused blood to himself again and again at a frequency higher than normal people, just because he felt sorry for how weak he looked.

He fed himself bite by bite, and watched himself spit out what he had just put out, only pursing his lips in worry and rubbing his hair, without any anger or impatience.

Seeing himself coughing up blood, his eyes would turn red.

He would carry himself to the bathroom without frowning.

He said he was his biological father.

"Ayu, would you like to eat something?"

He took a spoonful of rice porridge, put it near his mouth and blew it, and tested the temperature again before carefully handing it to his mouth.

"Is the taste okay, and is the temperature right?"

"The doctor told you to eat lightly, without adding any seasonings. It's hard work, Ayu..."

The man lowered his head, as if he was suppressing some kind of emotion.

"It's not hard." Wen Qiyu's voice was so small that he could hardly hear it, but the man still looked up at him immediately. "Congee, very...cough cough...cough cough..."

Li Zhe watched Wen Qiyu cough up a lot of blood with distress, so he could only gently stroke Wen Qiyu's back, while carefully avoiding the wound.

At this time, the doctor who came to see Wen Qiyu every day came to check his recovery again. Li Zhe held the doctor to confirm that Wen Qiyu's coughing up blood was really all right, even though he had confirmed it no less than ten times in the past few days.

"Sir, I have already told you. This patient suffered from chronic lung abscess, which was caused by lung injury and too weak resistance, which caused suppurative lesions of the lung tissue. Judging from the condition of his throat, it was caused by a tracheal infection. Yes. Coughing up blood and high fever are normal symptoms. As for the amount of blood that is greater than normal, it is mostly because the body is too weak and the wounds in the body are too large. Coupled with excessive blood loss, bone fractures and various traumas will cause low-grade fever."

"It's you, sir, you have had too much blood transfusion these days, even if you feel sorry for your child, you can't continue the transfusion. Also, you have to sleep to slowly replenish the blood you have transfused. Our hospital can provide intensive care services. I see that his friends also come to take care of him every day, you might as well sleep, it is also for your physical condition."

"Well, I still have to work hard on you, doctor. Please come a few times a day to check on the child's condition. I'm still worried about the knife wound on his body. There are also broken bones."

"To be honest, I've been a doctor for so many years, and it's the first time I've seen someone who became ill like this at a young age. I'll see more. Also, I have to tell you that a few days ago, the patient had disturbed sleep and we all injected it. Tranquilizers, but if you take too much of this thing, the side effects will be very serious, so you should use it as little as possible.”

Under Li Zhe's request, the doctor changed Wen Qiyu's medicine without letting the nurse intervene, and Li Zhe watched seriously.I also asked the doctor about some massage methods, which can relieve Wen Qiyu's pain.

After the doctor left, Li Zhe saw Wen Qiyu opened his mouth as if he was about to speak, so he leaned forward to listen carefully, for fear of missing a syllable.

"Congee, very good, you can rest and take a while."

Li Zhe just smiled and shook his head, stroking Wen Qiyu's soft black hair.

Due to the pain, it was difficult for Wen Qiyu to fall asleep, and when he finally fell asleep, he would also talk in his sleep and restless, and kept saying "don't draw my blood, I don't want to die, don't... I will work hard to make money, don't smoke, it's too much , will die..." Li Zhe couldn't stand it anymore, he felt his heart was bleeding.He lay down beside Wen Qiyu, hugged the struggling Wen Qiyu tightly into his arms, kissed his soft black hair distressedly, and gently massaged his temples, hoping that he would relax.

When Wen Qiyu woke up, he found himself in Li Zhe's arms, and Li Zhe was patting himself on the back with his hands, just like he had seen on the bus, the posture of his father coaxing his child to sleep.And Li Zhe's eyes were staring at his sleeping face without blinking, his eyes were so soft that water dripped out.

Wen Qiyu blushed immediately.Li Zhe smiled softly: "A Yu woke up~" pinched A Yu's face, "A Yu blushing is so cute~" Wen Qiyu buried his face in the pillow in shame.

Li Zhe didn't bother him anymore, he got up and put the porridge and vegetables that he had just bought in a five-star hotel on the table without any seasoning.

"Dad." The voice called out in a small voice, but it was no longer a toneless breath.This is Wen Qiyu calling himself father, and Li Zhe shook his back to Wen Qiyu's body preparing meals.

"Ayu, does your throat still hurt after the inflammation is eliminated?" Li Zhe hurried to the bedside excitedly, held his hand with one hand, bent down and pressed his forehead to his forehead, wanting to see if Wen Qiyu's fever had subsided.

This feeling is very strange, Wen Qiyu quietly felt Li Zhe's joy, and his excited and slightly rapid breathing when he was close to him.

"It should still be, a little fever, and my throat, no, so, hurts..." The second half of the sentence almost turned into a breath.Wen Qiyu is very familiar with the feeling of having a fever. He knows that he is still having a fever. Although he can utter a few sounds, it still hurts like hell.Just now, I suddenly wanted to call that word.I want to make sure this is not a dream.

"Quickly stop talking," Li Zhe felt terribly distressed when he heard Wen Qiyu's intermittent voice that turned back to his breath.This child is obviously in pain, but he is always comforting him, as if he is the one who is sick.Such thoughtfulness made Li Zhe feel sad and distressed.But the phrase "Dad" just now really filled my heart with joy.

"Ayu, can you call me again... like just now..." Li Zhe's cheeks flushed slightly, and Wen Qiyu raised the corners of his mouth with excitement in his eyes.

"Dad...cough cough...cough cough cough cough" Wen Qiyu spoke again regardless of the tearing pain in his throat

, It caused a violent cough, and the coughed up blood stained the white bed sheet red, which was particularly dazzling.

Li Zhe hugged Wen Qiyu distressedly, and patted him on the back, "It's all because of my father's fault. I shouldn't have asked you to talk. It's all my father's fault. If my father hadn't left..."

"It's not, your fault." Feeling Li Zhe's tears streaming down his neck, Wen Qiyu said intermittently in Li Zhe's ear, "This, everything is not your fault. These days, I, have been thinking about you. , ignorant, ignorant, not guilty, ahem..."

Li Zhe shed more tears.After learning about A Yu from Jiang Zijian these days, he felt like a bastard.He thought that Ayu would blame him and blame him for abandoning himself, because of his abandonment and irresponsibility, Ayu suffered all the pain, was abused, raped, worked part-time and did all kinds of dirty work, even because of He had the same blood as himself and was almost drained and died in the storage room.

But Ayu forgave him.Take the initiative to reassure him that it is not his fault.Such a kind A Yu, what can he do to be worthy of him?

"Wait for Ayu, after dinner, Dad, go and sleep for a while, okay?" Wen Qiyu patted Li Zhe on the back, "Ayu will, be good, won't, run around. You are right, I, like this, Gu Yan, should, don't want to see me." Wen Qiyu smiled bitterly.When he woke up for the first time, he desperately struggled to get out of bed to see Gu Yan, but what could he do? His calf was broken, so he couldn't go anywhere, and the seam of one of the legs that had just been joined was dislocated, so he had to re- Go to the operating table and pick it up again.

"When A Yu gets better and can sit for a long time, Dad will push you in a wheelchair to find Gu Yan, please. Don't be sad."

"Well, Dad, go to sleep. I'll call you if something happens."

Watching Li Zhe go to the accompanying bed next to him, lie down and fall asleep quickly, Wen Qiyu broadcast Gu Yan's phone call for the 32nd time with his left hand, which he could barely use.

"Beep...beep..." Unlike the previous 31 shutdown prompts, Wen Qiyu was excited by the sound of switching on.

"The number you dialed is busy, please try again later, or leave a message after the beep." Did he refuse to answer.Wen Qiyu lowered his hand weakly, wanted to hang up but couldn't bear it, he hesitated and pressed the message button.

He tried his best to speak, but his voice was still sad. Wen Qiyu felt that his tears were flowing into his mouth, it was so painful.

He tried to get as close to the microphone as possible, and said intermittently, "Gu Yan, I love you, you have never, never, been, a stand-in." He quickly removed the receiver and covered it with his hand, and the violent coughing sound knocked Li Zhedu woke up with a start, and Li Zhe quickly handed over a handkerchief to wipe the blood that Wen Qiyu had coughed up.Wen Qiyu hung up the phone in a hurry.

Li Zhe looked at the phone Wen Qiyu was holding, and understood everything. "I'm sorry to wake you up, you're here, cough." Wen Qiyu looked like a child who had made a mistake.

Li Zhe rubbed Wen Qiyu's head affectionately, "Dad has had enough sleep, dad will accompany you." He took Wen Qiyu's cell phone and put it in his briefcase.

"But Gu Yan..." Wen Qiyu's eyes were still on the phone.

"If Gu Yan calls, I'll let you answer it."

Then he saw Wen Qiyu obediently withdrawing his eyes and staring at the quilt covering him, as if his mobile phone was confiscated by the teacher in class, Li Zhe couldn't help pecking A Yu's cheek.

"Ayu is so good~" Seeing Wen Qiyu's face turn red quickly, Li Zhe smiled dotingly.

Buried in the pile of data and materials, Gu Yan had to admit that he was not the material.Desperate.

The girl in the photo was very active that day.Also pretty.It's just... not as good-looking as Ah Yu's smile.Gu Yan pulled his hair.It's annoying as hell.

The phone screen lights up.Wen Qiyu.

Gu Yan put his finger on the answer button, hesitated for a moment, and still pressed to reject.

Wen Qiyu, right now, I'm not ready to listen to your unfeeling words.

I need more courage to face you.

But Wen Qiyu left a voice message.Gu Yan hesitated, but still pressed listen.I pressed it but regretted it, and hated my compromising and cowardly self.

"Silent" message.

Gu Yan was not in the mood to listen carefully, and hung up the phone irritably.There is still nothing to say about guilt, that's it, it's all my own sentimentality.

Gu Yan, who didn't sleep all night, felt physically and mentally exhausted.I just came to power, and all the forces are eyeing it. Just yesterday, his family's transport vehicle was found to be smuggling arms, and what I transported was obviously drinks!The shipment I shipped belonged to my father's long-time partner Shen Bo, so he probably wouldn't frame him.Who is it.Or if Uncle Shen really wanted to frame him, what was it for, and how could he prove his innocence... But at this time, his father was detained for being involved in drugs, and he couldn't ask his father what to do. Said that they have never dealt with this kind of situation... Lawyers, detectives, I have almost searched the whole of China, and no one who is capable will accept my case!Because one is that the arms involved may be related to the underworld, which is very dangerous; the other is that the entertainment center opened by his family is a famous leisure place for corrupt officials. The public has long hated this and can't wait to see the building collapse.

Of course, there were also a few stunned young people who took the money, but they couldn’t explain why they took the money. Some public opinion even said that it was the retribution of the Gu Group’s collusion with corrupt officials... Gu Yan lay down on the desk and suddenly remembered Wen Qiyu gave Wu Zhixing a serious look of progressing step by step and making clear arrangements when analyzing the case, as well as a brave smile when facing the murderer with a knife...

Gu Yan felt that he was going crazy.

Wen Qiyu, I, Gu Yan, fell into your hands.

But Gu Yan didn't know at the moment that the message he didn't listen to carefully would be retrieved by him one day with regret, and he would listen to it over and over again, and he could remember every syllable when he heard it. After a pause, I heard that even the breathing frequency in the message was firmly engraved into the soul.

"Are you really not going with Dad?" Li Zhe asked again Wen Qiyu who insisted on taking a wheelchair to the airport to see him off, "You are not in good health, you shouldn't get out of bed. You should go back with me to recuperate."

"I'm sorry, Dad." Wen Qiyu shook his head, "Gu Yan, we can't wait any longer."

"...His case is very messy this time, I advise you to...well, you won't listen even if you tell me!" These days, Li Zhe has gradually felt Wen Qiyu's temper. Very stubborn.Once you have decided on something, let alone eight cows, even eighty cows will not be able to bring you back! "You should pay attention to your health, the doctor said that you should not sit for a long time. Also, the issue of arms cannot be separated from the government or the underworld. The same goes for drugs. Be careful yourself, and! Even if you win this lawsuit, you will be outraged, and you may be infamous, really... think about it."

"Yeah." Wen Qiyu nodded without hesitation.

Li Zhe sighed again, and turned his gaze to Jiang Zijian who was pushing Wen Qiyu. "I also ask Zijian to take care of Ayu. If he is sick, just call me. It doesn't matter if you have a cold. I will come back immediately." "If I encounter public attacks, I will find a way, don't support I need to tell my father what I need. Let me think about it... By the way, the medicine must be taken on time, and it is too harmful to the body to always cough up blood after being anemic..."

Li Zhe squatted down and adjusted Wen Qiyu's big coat, which was wrapped around his body, and wrapped him tighter. "It's cold in early spring, so wear more. Is there anything Dad hasn't told you?" Li Zhe said As he spoke, his eyes turned red.

"It's nothing, Dad. Take care." Wen Qiyu lowered his head, not daring to look into Li Zhe's eyes.

"You just got rid of the inflammation in your throat, so don't talk too much. I often call my dad, do you remember?"

"Ah."

Li Zhe just wanted to stand up, thought for a while and then squatted down, "You have to tell Dad again, don't sit for a long time, otherwise the knife wound on the thigh won't heal, and the knife wound and whip wound on the body will not heal." You have to lie down to get better. Dad asked the doctor to give you a massage. It will make you feel better. You need to take medicine and hang a bottle, please promise Dad, ah "

"..." Wen Qiyu felt something stuck in his throat.The heart is sour and astringent.In fact, my father knew that he would not be obedient.That's why I say it again.

Can't lie.Can't bear to lie.So I can only choose to be silent.

"Then dad is gone?"

"……Um."

Looking at Li Zhe's leaving back, Wen Qiyu finally couldn't help crying.

It's not a dream, it's not a dream!

This feeling is both happy and bitter.

Zijian patted Wen Qiyu's shoulder lightly to comfort him silently.

"Ahem, it's... very embarrassing, Zijian. He's still crying at such a big age, ahem" Zijian hurriedly handed over the handkerchief, seeing Wen Qiyu crying and coughing, his heart clenched into a ball.

"Zijian, take me to Gu's."

"Ayu, the doctor said..."

"I'm fine. My body, I know that Gu Yan must be struggling right now."

Gu Yan, I made an oath the day I bought the furniture.

Although those furniture are destroyed, I will never forget that oath.

As long as it is what you want, I can give you anything.As long as you are happy, I am willing to do anything.