life and joy

At work that day, Yao Qi was sitting in the office worrying about the financial report for the new quarter when he heard an urgent knock on the door, and then Jiang He walked in hurriedly and whispered that the young master had just met a person from Yaocheng University. The professor is He Yaohua's colleague.

Yao Qi suddenly remembered that professor who blurted out in Yaocheng that he had worked with him for more than 20 years and did not know that He Yaohua had a child. It must be his subconscious firm tone that made He Huan suspicious.

"Did the paternity test result?" Yao Qi clasped his hands together, looked up at Jiang He and asked.

"The hospital hasn't called yet, so I'll call and ask now?"

As Jiang He said, he was about to leave the president's office and go out to make a phone call, but Yao Qi stopped him again. He said, please invite that professor to come and sit down. Since Xiao Huan invited him here, let's do our best to be a landlord, and we can't wait too long. people.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Yi Yao had just finished a life-and-death conversation and came out of the hotel before he was stopped again before he could breathe a sigh of relief.

The visitor had just met a few days ago, and he stood respectfully in front of him and bent down in a "please" gesture, saying, Mr. Yi, please.

Seeing his "sanctified" appearance, Yi Yao suddenly became angry, and said in a vicious voice, there's no end to it, if I don't go, you can still kill me.

After working under the Yao family for so many years, I have never seen any kind of person in the poor Jianghe. Hearing this, he just smiled lightly and said, of course not. But Mr. Yi, since I am standing here, it proves that you have no choose.

Yi Yao's face turned dark, but he could only stare helplessly.Ten seconds later, He Huan came down from the upstairs and turned around to pick up the car in the garage, passing by Jiang He, who got into the car and closed the door.

Although Yao Qi is not old now, when he was younger, he liked to engage in formalism, making some empty things to support his face.Later, I gradually matured, and I lost my temper in the long years, and the whole person calmed down a lot.

Even if you have to deal with anyone, you will show full respect, and if you can't agree, you will start to use big swords and spears.

When Yi Yao arrived, there was a cup of tea brewing on the table, and the tea was slightly lukewarm.Yao Qi sat behind the solid wood coffee table and looked at him expressionlessly for a moment, then cut to the chase, I want to know what you and Xiao Huan said an hour ago?

"I promised him not to speak to outsiders."

"He is my love."

"Second Young Master Yao, if you regard him as a lover, does he also regard you as a lover? Can the matter between you two be resolved by yourself? What's the point of embarrassing an outsider here?"

Yao Qi remained calm, with infinite love for his lover in his eyes, he said, Xiao Huan has his own decision, and I will take some measures accordingly, so I hope you cooperate.Of course, if you don't cooperate, I can't help it. It's just that a person's life is so long, and if you walk too much at night, you will always encounter ghosts.Professor Yi Yuan, as the old saying goes, if you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves thinking about you.

Yi Yao stared at him with his bloodshot eyes, and said sarcastically after a while, as a metaphor, you want me to die and he wants me to live, I can't afford to offend either of you, so you What should I do? Why don't you split me in half and see if I can serve two people separately.

Behind the one-sided glass, Jiang He stood a little anxiously. Although he couldn't see anything, he still took a look inside, as if this would give him a lot of peace of mind.

At the same moment, Yao Qi also looked out, and the two of them looked at each other non-existently, Yao Qi suddenly lost his patience, turned to Yi Yao and said, I just ask, is Xiao Huan He Yikun's child?You can leave as soon as you tell the truth, otherwise we have nothing to talk about.

Yi Yao watched him silent for a moment, then shook his head silently.

Almost instantly, many sediments formed in the cardiovascular system and turned into blood clots, which stuck in his heart and made it uncomfortable. He sucked in a breath and sent Yi Yao away, calling Jiang He in.

Jiang He, who has been by his side for more than ten years and has always talked when he has something to say, tightly holds his phone tightly, hesitant to speak.

Yao was looking forward to him, waiting silently for the other party to speak. Jiang He rubbed his hands as if making up his mind, and said that the appraisal results showed that the probability of the young master and He Yikun being close relatives was very small.

The clogged dross in the heart instantly condensed into a huge stone, smashing the whole heart out of angle.At that moment, Yao Qi didn't know what kind of emotion he should have.

Are you sad?sad?worried?Or go all out to hide the truth and make a fake appraisal result to overturn the matter.

Doing that means cheating, but not doing that means that He Huan has nothing and really lost all his relatives.The emotional cracks caused by family affection can never be made up by other feelings. Without relatives means there is no way out.

Yao Qi sat in the office for a long time that day, the sun shone from his left shoulder to his right shoulder.Until the text message sounded, He Huan asked him, do you work overtime today?

Yao Qi stared at the phone for a while, and then replied as if awakened from a dream, no, I'll be right back.

In the small apartment, He Huan was sitting at the dining table waiting for him, with an apron still around his waist.On the table are two bowls of noodles and a pot of soup that He Huan has researched all afternoon according to the instructions.

The food on the table is still warm, the lover is still under the lights, everything looks just right.

It's rare for them to get along like this when they've known each other for so many years.Most of the time, He Huan is very busy, busy with studies and work, while Yao Qi has been dealing with a lot of miscellaneous things arising from this not-so-righteous relationship.What's more, they don't often live in apartments, more often they live in villas or the Yao family's old house. There are thousands of servants in such a big house, and they basically don't have time to do housework by themselves.

Yao Qi pushed the door open, watching the carefully prepared "Hongmen Banquet", he had the urge to turn around and leave for the first time in his life.

He Huan looked up at him, and lightly said something, I thought you haven't figured out how to make up a perfect lie, and you won't come back to see me today.

Yao Qi smiled helplessly and asked, why didn't I know you knew me so well.

He Huan on the other side of the dinner table kept smiling until he couldn't bear Yao Qi's eyes fixed on his face all the time. He sighed softly and said, let's talk, the result of the appraisal.

"what?"

"Is there any point in playing dumb now?"

"No, I'm asking how do you know?"

He Huan looked at him calmly, taking in the fleeting retreat in the eyes of the person in front of him, waiting for him to tell the truth in one sentence.

"No, there is no blood relationship between you."

Yao Qi had a stick in his throat but he still told the truth. At that moment, he thought He Huan's bright eyes would shed tears, which just fell on the soup bowl in front of him, causing a layer of ripples.But He Huan didn't, and only gave a soft "oh".

He lowered his head slightly, his long eyelashes casting a small shadow on his eyelids.The whole person is soft and fragile.

Across the dining table, Yao Qi held He Huan's hand carefully, and was gently pulled away after a while.

"Let's eat." He Huan said.

Family affection is an inexplicable thing for everyone, even if you have suffered from bullying from your family since you were a child, you can't wait to cut it into pieces with your own hands when you grow up.But it is still your relatives, the blood of similar composition is rushing in the veins, breaking the bones and connecting the tendons.

People who were originally inextricably linked suddenly become irrelevant, like a tree that has leaned against a wall for half its life and suddenly finds that it is the root of someone else's wall.

He Huan quickly finished a bowl of noodles, washed up, read a book and went to bed.Everything is the same as before.But Yao Qi knew it was different.If there is a hole in my heart, there will be air leakage from any angle.

He Huan, who has been entangled in the nightmare for more than ten years, thought he had escaped, but turned around and fell into the deep pit of the nightmare again.

In the dream, it was the memorial service six years ago.He stood in the first place and looked at the familiar faces of his mother and stepfather in the photo, thinking that he could have gotten out of the quagmire and had a better and better life, feeling infinitely sad and desperate.

At the memorial service, he remained calm, welcoming and sending off the guests with a sullen face.But in fact, from that day on, he became an empty shell, drowning in the feeling of emptiness after his relatives left, unwilling to save himself.

But it turned out that it was someone else's love and hate, and he didn't even have the position to indulge himself because of his mother's death.He tried his best to rejoice, dislike, love and hate, but he never expected to be entangled in love and hate that didn't belong to him.

He Huan dreamed deeply but slept lightly, tossing and turning, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.Yao Qi hugged him in his arms and kept kissing his forehead lightly until the boy in his dream relaxed himself and fell into a deep sleep.

Yao Qi is the kind of person who hasn't experienced many storms in the emotional world.The only big wind and waves he has experienced are given by He Huan.He has no habit of dreaming, nor the habit of waking up in the middle of the night.But that day seemed to be a secret arrangement, he woke up from a deep sleep, turned over and touched his side vaguely.

It's ice, and the pillow mat is already cold.

Yao Qi woke up instantly, sat up and looked around, only to see He Huan on the dimly lit balcony.

It was three in the morning, the quietest and loneliest time of the day.He Huan stood in front of the tall floor-to-ceiling windows in thin clothes, holding the glass with one hand because it was difficult to support.

When someone cries, there must always be excess emotions overflowing from the container that cannot hold it.Sadness or despair.

But He Huan didn't. He didn't have any expression on his face. The cool wind blew by, and the tears on his face were already cold.If it weren't for the obvious tear stains on his cheeks, it would be difficult for people to find that he had cried.

"Xiao Huan." Yao Qi called him, his voice trembling slightly, hiding imperceptible bewilderment.

He Huan was silent, but his hand on the glass slid down for no reason, and his back arched at an extremely small angle.

The warm body temperature approached behind him, and a pair of generous hands folded on his chest.He Huan grabbed Yao Qi's arm with all his strength until the veins bulged and his head was sweating profusely.

It's a struggle, but also a cry for help.