Let the scumbags regret the old days

Yang Pei's life trajectory was suddenly disrupted, and he didn't even have time to react.

Just like when Xu Shuyi left back then, he came back in a hurry without any warning. He just stood downstairs in his company and looked at him with a smile.

"Brother Pei, do you miss me?" Xu Shuyi was two years younger than him, counting the days, he should indeed graduate from college.

It's just that during this period of time, all Yang Pei's energy and eyes were on Yu Jian, and he was so obsessed with him that he was obsessed with him, forgetting the time.

He even completely ignored the existence of Xu Shuyi.

Yang Pei took people out for dinner with a guilty conscience, and then asked them to quickly collect the overwhelming posters at home, as well as the endorsement products that filled a room.

Xu Shuyi had just come back and had no place to live. He knew Yang Pei's thoughts on him, so he had nothing to worry about. When he stood at his house, it was very natural.

"Xiao Yi, you won't leave when you come back this time?" Yang Pei tidied up the bedroom for others, and looked at the young man with indifferent eyebrows from beginning to end, feeling in a daze.

He actually thought that he saw the jade slip, and the name he blurted out subconsciously was firmly suppressed by him, showing a somewhat stiff smile.

"Yeah, come back to life, there are some things that you have to face." Xu Shuyi's tone became cold, as if recalling something unhappy, his whole body exuded gloom.

"It's okay, with me, I won't let anyone hurt you this time." Yang Pei's heart shuddered, and those messy thoughts were instantly filled with the memories of the two of them, and he walked over to hug him with some distress, " I'm here, I'm here..."

Xu Shuyi wet his eyes, embraced his broad back, buried his head on his neck, and shed a few hot tears.

Thank you for still loving me.

Thank you for still waiting for me.

The two of them seemed to be talking about it, and they followed the previous agreement and became close lovers. They went to and from get off work together every day, and then went home to cook a meal.

This kind of simple beauty was what Yang Pei had dreamed of, but recently, he was a little absent-minded.

The young man who had been so busy before that he had no time, took the initiative to ask him out for the first time. He subconsciously wanted to cheer, and even started to think about the specific restaurant and process, but he stopped when he went downstairs.

What is he doing?

It was just an accident, and it was just because he was a little careless that he noticed it, wasn't it?

Why did the attention of these few months make him a little bit overwhelmed, as if he was too deeply involved in the drama, and he was still immersed in the state of pursuing him, unable to extricate himself.

But his little mind has come back!

In this way, the substitute is meaningless, isn't it?

Why are you still following him?Why do you still think of him?Why are you still so happy because of his proactive response?

Yang Pei pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling exhausted, he put his phone back in his pocket and went to the garage to pick up the car.

When I got home, there was no delicious food, and I didn't even turn on the lights. I didn't have the slightest popularity, and it was cold and gloomy.

"Xiaoyi?" Yang Pei searched around the house and finally found someone in the bedroom.

The lonely and desolate figure sat blankly on the bed, his back slightly bent, and he didn't respond to the sound of the door opening.

The blackout curtains were tightly drawn, not a gleam of light came in, Yang Pei fumbled for the switch, and only when the room was lit up did he see clearly the tragic situation in the room.

Some small things placed on the table were all swept to the ground, shattered glass shards splashed everywhere, and his leather shoes made the sound of rubbing and rubbing.

"What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?" Yang Pei carefully walked around an obstacle, squatted down, and met a pair of red eyes.

"Why don't you say he didn't die? Why didn't he die? Why bother me? Why should I pay for what he did?! Why?" Xu Shuyi burst into tears, buried in Yang Pei's bed. shoulders, trembling.

His father was a drug addict. After ruining the family's fortune, he also transmitted the virus to his mother. The woman who was originally in poor health left very early, but she avoided suffering.

And he, hiding beside Yang Pei for a while, finally made that man notice Yang Pei, who was still young at that time, and how much he cared about him.

In a tone that was almost selling his son, he beat him hard.

Xu Shuyi felt ashamed to face him, so he escaped after accepting a full scholarship. Originally, he thought that the experience of the past few years was enough for him to grow up and be strong enough, but when he was forced to come by that man again, he felt that Hastily despaired.

A large number of people blocked the door of his company, opening their mouths would mean not supporting them, and keeping their mouths shut would mean being unfilial. The pointing and pointing of colleagues cut through his heart inch by inch like knives, making him feel suffocated.

This vast group of vampires is a bottomless pit, they will swarm up if they smell a little smell, wanting to tear him up and swallow him without any scruples, turning them into their own nourishment and giving birth to more leeches.

In their eyes, he is neither anyone's son nor anyone's nephew, but just a cash machine with no lower limit and no upper limit.

You can't refuse me, because I'm your blood relative.

You can't refuse me, otherwise you will be unfilial, and there will be countless people's abuse and accusations waiting for you.

You can't refuse me, I gave you life, then everything about you, from life to death, from head to toe, is mine!

You have no choice but to satisfy my monstrous desires.

Yang Pei knew that he was sad, and he also knew that he must have secretly given money behind his back. It was just that the group of people were not satisfied, so they made more progress and forced him into this state.

How could he endure all this with his small mind and arrogance?

"Don't cry, it's okay, there is me, I will take care of it, you don't want to see them, I will drive them all away, okay? You are too tired now, you need to rest..."

Yang Pei coaxed him like a child, until he was tired from crying and fell asleep, and then carefully put him on the bed.

Then he squatted down resignedly, and began to tidy up the mess.

The same scene has actually happened many times.

When they were all young, at those moments when Xu Shuyi was so helpless that he almost collapsed.

But every time in the past, with full of love, he dealt with these messes for his sweetheart, filling that hole time and time again, just to make him live more comfortably.

But this time, he felt a little tired, even disgusted.

The shadow of a few years ago reappeared. It turned out that he went abroad really just to escape this problem, not to give birth to a heart strong enough to solve it thoroughly.

This is my relative who is connected by blood...

He often talks about it.

But every time he was forced to jump off the building, he was the one who gave all the living expenses he earned, and he was the one who regressed from the bottom line again and again.

Didn't he get used to the ugly faces of those people who have no fear?

What are you complaining about now?

But it seems that there is no other better solution than cursing twice.

Otherwise, for those thousands of people who don't know the truth, a word from one person is enough to nail him to the pillar of shame, and he will never be relieved.

Even Yang Pei was confused, what should he do?

He can't really do anything to him, he is Xiaoyi's biological father after all, but driving him away is even more unrealistic.

Or lock it up?

After Yang Pei dealt with all this with a heavy heart, he was still a little dizzy when he returned to the company the next day. After a full day of high-intensity work, he had to go home to comfort the fragile person, and it gradually became too much for him.

At least before, he was still a student, so he didn't have such a big work pressure.

Especially when people are tired, they may want to experience the warmth of the family, steaming delicious meals, the encouraging and gentle smile of their lover, and even give him a hug and say, "Welcome home, it's been a hard day at work. "

but.

Nothing at all.

There is only a cold house, and the floor has become a mess again.

Xu Shuyi has been like this since he was a child. After suffering setbacks, he needs a long period of time to heal himself and restore his mood. He will lock himself in a small room and vent his anger in his own space.

Wait until you have calmed down completely before looking for a solution.

This was understandable, but he couldn't really be cruel.

Every time I saw someone again, the psychological construction I had done countless times collapsed in an instant, and no one could save me.

"I know, but he is my father after all, what can I do?"

When Xu Shuyi was a teenager, he often said this sentence, but he didn't expect that after a few years, he still couldn't grasp the speed.

But it's also true, when it comes to emotional matters, outsiders are just outsiders after all, and they don't understand it at first, let alone talk about it.

"Xiaoyi, get up and drink the porridge first. You lie down for a day without eating, and your stomach can't take it." Yang Pei used his remaining cooking skills to boil a bowl of rotten rice porridge, and added a spoonful of sugar. It looks very appetizing.

"Go away, leave me alone." Xu Shuyi muffled herself under the quilt, her voice humming.

"No, you have to drink the porridge before going to bed." Yang Pei insisted, pulling his arm to pull him up.

Although he knows that he can't listen to anything and doesn't want to do anything now, his body must not be broken down.

"Don't touch me, go away." Xu Shuyi slept for too long, her whole mind was in a daze, she subconsciously wanted to push back, but was forcibly dragged up, and the anger that had been suppressed for so long erupted instantly, "I I told you not to touch me! Are you annoying!"

With a crisp "pop", it shattered in the overly quiet room, followed by a deeper and richer darkness.

His outstretched hand was subconsciously avoided by Yang Pei, and he knocked over the porridge bowl on the bedside table.

A bowl of sticky porridge flowed down the cracks in the floor, and a lot of it splashed on the bed sheets, both of them were stunned.

"I..." Xu Shuyi was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to apologize, but in front of this person, he had always been the one who was arrogant and pampered infinitely, so he couldn't bear to beg his forgiveness for a moment.

"Don't bother me, I'll clean it up myself later." He turned his face away, lay back in the bed again, and pulled the quilt under the bridge of his nose, covering most of his face.

This position always gave him a special sense of security.

Yang Pei walked out in silence, without even closing the door for him.

He is really tired.

Originally, I was fully expecting this person to come back and live a happy life, but the problems that were not resolved before were still there, and even swelled and formed cancerous tumors as time went by.

His father's drug addiction has penetrated deep into his bone marrow. In recent years, the demand has increased, and the money he has asked for has also increased.

He couldn't survive at first, so he planned to think of some crooked ideas, but who knew his good son would come back.

Yang Pei sighed, it's not that he can't afford it, but he feels aggrieved anyway, and Xu Shuyi doesn't want him to meddle too much in their family's affairs.

This appears to be an impasse.

People inside can't get out, and people outside can't help.

Yang Pei took a deep breath, suppressing the sudden violence and grievance, looking at the dark room, feeling a little suffocated.

He opened the door, and when he came back to his senses, he had already replied to Yujian's message. Half an hour later, the two of them were sitting in a cafe in a nearby shopping mall, but the atmosphere was a little stagnant.

Yu Jian thoughtlessly scooped up the dessert in the bowl with a small spoon, eating it very satisfyingly, but occasionally threw a puzzled look at the person across from her, quite innocent and ignorant of the world.

"You still have this expression when you come out to eat, isn't it you who have been asking me out? It's rare for me to be free." Yu Jian rolled her eyes cutely. When he said this, he had just stuffed a mouthful of pudding into his mouth, and his two petals were rosy. His lips pressed against the spoon, his tone sticky.

What was originally extremely willful, but he said it with this demeanor, made people unable to get angry, and only wanted to give him more and better things, and put them all in front of him.

"It's nothing, nothing goes well." Yang Pei shook his head, his expression darkened a bit, and he didn't want to talk more.

He summoned the waiter and ordered some desserts, and just quietly watched Yujian eating like a little hamster. He didn't move a mouthful, but felt that the grievances and anger of the past few days had completely disappeared.

It's amazing, it's incredible, and there's no way to find a reasonable explanation.

Maybe the child's face is too beautiful, maybe he made such an innocent expression with a face that looks like Xiaoyi, as if his Xiaoyi has completely got rid of the haze.

He seemed to be looking at a more beautiful Xu Shuyi that he was looking forward to through the jade slip.

This was originally his idea.

But now, Xu Shuyi seemed to have become the shadow of the jade slip.

Every time he sees Xiaoyi's downcast look, Yu Jian's bright smiling face will pop up in his mind. He has such a cold temperament, but when he smiles, it seems like the clouds and mist have just dawned, and even his own mood will be refreshed stand up.

As long as he sees such a face, no matter how difficult it is, he seems to be fearless.

Yang Pei is really conflicted now, he knows very well that he loves Xu Shuyi, but he can't help but want to find hope in Yu Jian, and then gradually put the cart before the horse.

Maybe he has been treated as an emotional trash can for a long time, and he has accepted too much negative energy. When those emotions overflow, it will be the time for him to collapse.

At that time, he didn't even dare to think about how he would treat Xiaoyi.

Yang Pei's mind was full of thoughts, but the jade slip opposite him was unmoved, and he was immersed in his own world. It seemed to him that there were no painful things or obstacles in this world.

At first glance, he looked like a child who had grown up in a honey pot, a young master from a rich family who had never experienced any suffering in the world.

He thought so, and said so.

"There are some things that a happy child like you can't understand." Yang Pei leaned back, raised his head slightly, and looked from top to bottom to Yu Jian's face, with a bit of mockery and pity.

The tone of an elder teaching a junior.

No wind, no waves, just flowers in the greenhouse.

"Happiness?" Yu Jian stopped her hands and looked up at him, "What do you think is happiness?"

"The family is rich, the parents love you, and you haven't suffered any setbacks, have you? That's why you feel that the world is beautiful. You can't see those dark things, and you don't understand how many people are suffering in the corner where there is no one. No matter what kind of torture and suffering, ignorance is happiness." Yang Pei said a long series of words in one breath, without taking a breath.

But Yu Jian stared at him and laughed, almost to the point of tears.

"You are really interesting," Yu Jian shook her head, raised her right hand and raised her index finger to wipe away the tears from the corner of her eyes.

"What you see is what you think. Everyone has to put bloody wounds on the table all the time, let others pick vegetables in the vegetable market and judge them critically. Only by visiting and pondering can they prove that they have been injured? Or is it that they were injured? After being hurt and suffering, you don't deserve real happiness and smiles, and you can only live in the shadow of those things all your life?"

Yu Jian sighed softly and put down the spoon, "Then you are really, really naive..."

He left this sentence leisurely, then took out a few hundred yuan bills from his pocket, put them on the table, turned around and went out.

Yang Pei didn't react until the person had disappeared.

Was he just... being teased by a child?

What does he know?

Is what I said wrong?

That's all for the young master who doesn't know the sufferings of the world!

The anger in his heart diminished a little bit his goodwill towards Yujian. Looking at the glaring banknote, he even had the illusion of being underestimated.

So Yang Pei packed some more desserts and went back. Looking at the still dark room, his mood that had been slightly comforted sank down again.

When will such a day end?

Although he satirized the boy's innocence, he had to admit that he really wanted to...

Have that innocence.

At least not so tired.

It is far more difficult than he imagined to fully bear the weight of another person's life.