one's love

The warm and cold spring slipped away without paying attention, the weather became hotter, and the first ray of morning light in the sky at dawn came earlier and earlier.

Due to too many absenteeism, Wei Siyuan, who was directly expelled by the company's president, became a "jobless person" again. Perhaps Wei Siyuan, who has long been accustomed to the leisurely "retirement life" and returned to his previous life of eating and drinking all day long, is not conflict.They spend the whole day growing flowers, drinking tea, reading books quietly, or sitting in the greenhouse, or lying on the lazy sofa by the floor-to-ceiling windows, silently waiting for the father and son of the Lu family to come home.

Of course, Wei Siyuan, who had regained his freedom, would occasionally be invited to go out for a walk.Just like today, it was Wei Siyuan who was wearing a soft cotton white shirt, a pair of sunglasses, and walking leisurely on the bluestone path in front of the villa under the hot summer's dazzling sunlight.

Wei Siyuan, who hadn't gone out for a long time, was walking under the glare of the sun, his pale skin was dazzlingly white under the sun's rays, the cicadas hiding in the green leaves in the distance kept shouting hot, and occasionally a burst of light came from the lush green grass by the roadside. The hot air with the fragrance of green plants made Wei Siyuan, who was cold, just walked out of the cool villa, and didn't feel how dry and hot the weather was at the moment.

Before his body temperature gradually rose to an unbearable state, Wei Siyuan sat in the driver's seat of the Mercedes-Benz, looked up and squinted at the scorching sun outside the car window, and suddenly thought of something, picked up his phone, and sent a message to Lu Ye, telling The other party started the car after making an appointment with Wei Siming this afternoon to go out.

Wei Siyuan, who arrived at the coffee shop early, found a seat by the window, ordered a cup of coffee and waited slowly.Probably because of the end of the college entrance examination, there were many students who looked like students to the waiters in the coffee shop. The green teenagers who were freed from heavy studies all had youthful and innocent smiles on their faces, and their bodies were filled with the unique sunshine of their age. With vitality, it looks extraordinarily beautiful in this hot and dry summer.

Beautiful things are always pleasing to the eye, Wei Siyuan took a sip of his coffee, with a faint smile on his eyes.

"elder brother."

A tall figure attracted the attention of many ladies around. The young man in a simple black T-shirt walked up to Wei Siyuan with a gloomy face, greeted him in a low voice, and pulled the young man who had been following him to sit with Wei Siyuan. opposite.

Compared with Wei Siming, the young man who sat down together had a softer expression, and the white T-shirt on his body made him look more beautiful. However, the white bandage on the forehead of the young man was really glaring. No wonder Wei Siming's face was so ugly. Yes, isn't it Han Kezhi?

Han Kezhi, who was seated, smiled cautiously at Wei Siyuan: "Mr. Wei, hello."

Seeing the other party's cautious expression, Wei Siyuan said softly: "Yes, hello. Don't call me Mr. Wei, just call me brother like Siming."

"Brother Siyuan." Hearing this, Han Kezhi smiled a little embarrassedly, and seemed less nervous than before.

"En, good boy." Wei Siyuan nodded in satisfaction, feeling that the child with clear eyes in front of him is really cute, looking at the wound on his forehead, he couldn't help feeling distressed, "How did the wound on the head come about?"

After hearing this, Han Kezhi scratched his head subconsciously.Unexpectedly, Wei Siming, who was silent at the side, saw it, grabbed his wrist, and said anxiously and fiercely: "Don't scratch, what will you do if you touch the wound." After seeing the other person's somewhat startled expression, he realized that his tone seemed too harsh Wei Siming frowned, loosened his grip on the opponent's wrist, and said unnaturally, "Be careful, if you touch it, it will hurt you."

The impatient tone softened a lot.Seeing that Han Kezhi nodded obediently, Wei Siming said to Wei Siyuan sullenly: "It was accidentally smashed by my mother."

It turned out that since Wei Jun disappeared, the distraught Wu Shuang went crazy every day and sent people to find her husband's whereabouts.Knowing that Wei Jun successfully went abroad with Wei Siyuan's help, she seemed to be suddenly discouraged. The always proud Miss Wu family accepted the fact that her husband had left her indifferently and stopped looking for her, but she became thinner day by day.

Because of sexual orientation, Wei Siming, who was still angry with his family, was really worried about his mother's condition, so he couldn't help taking Han Kezhi to the Wu family's mansion.

The Wu family's mansion was still magnificent as before, but the air was covered with an invisible and gloomy low pressure.

Seeing his mother who seemed to have aged a lot in a few days, Wei Siming's nose was sour, and he almost regretted his behavior of asking Wei Siyuan to help his father escape before. Holding back the bitterness in his heart, Wei Siming called out to his mother in a low voice.

Wu Shuang, who had been lowering her head and thinking about something, suddenly raised her head when she saw Wei Siming, a gleam of light flashed in her eyes, but when her eyes fell on Han Kezhi, her eyes suddenly became dim. god.

"You still know how to come back." Wu Shuang sneered, with a trace of weakness in her voice, and when she spoke, she only looked down at the purple clay teacup in her hand.

It was the cup that my father usually used to drink tea. The wall of the cup was made of hand-painted peonies, and there was a small gap on the round edge of the cup. In Wei Siming's impression, it seemed that his father had been using this cup since he could remember. Once used, it took so long.

Seeing his mother's disappointed eyes, Wei Siming held Han Kezhi's hand tightly, sighed silently, and spoke again, with a trembling voice calm and firm: "Mom, you still have me."

Hearing this, Wu Shuang raised her head, and her lonely eyes were tinged with hope: "Then you go home and spend time with your mother, and stop fooling around with some dubious men, okay?"

At the end of the sentence, the tone became hurried, and the fingers holding the purple sand cup unconsciously rubbed the curved handle.

Wei Siming's expression suddenly became complicated, and there seemed to be endless sadness in his deep eyes: "Mom, my filial piety to you and my liking for men are not in conflict, do you understand? Whether I like men or women, you are mine." Mother, this is a fact that no one can change. I don’t care what others think of me. I just fell in love with someone who is also a man like me. In the eyes of outsiders, this may be disgusting, perverted, or even heinous. But I enjoy it. They don’t understand how beautiful it is to like someone, so what does that have to do with me? But I hope that my relatives can recognize my love and send me blessings.”

There seemed to be a slight looseness in Wu Shuang's eyes, and the eyes that were staring at him were already flushed.Seeing Wei Siming, his voice subconsciously added a trace of imperceptible gentleness: "I love the man standing beside me now, his name is Han Kezhi, and I am very happy with him. It's like getting the best in the world." My treasure, I can't wait to introduce him to you, and hope to share my joy with you. Men and men are not so bad, I'm doing fine now, and brother, he is too, and Lu Ye ..."

"Shut up!" The woman's sharp and uncontrollable voice interrupted Wei Siming, "It's all him, it's all that broom star, it's all that pervert, who made you fall in love with men, and even cheated your father away How could I have adopted him? How could I have adopted him in the first place?" Wu Shuang murmured as if breaking down, with vicious and resentful eyes Chilling.

"Mom, brother, he's not like that." Wei Siming looked at his mother who was out of control in astonishment, and said bitterly, "He has never done anything to apologize to us, so don't say that about him."

Hearing this, Wu Shuang smiled angrily, but the madness in her eyes only increased, and she spoke again with a cold and unfeeling tone: "That's right, you have listened to him since you were a child. This time your father fled abroad, I'm afraid it was you who gave it to him." The little white-eyed wolf must have tipped off the news! Heh, let me say, well done... Why did he think about going abroad? It must be him, that thing that only seduces men, and persuaded your father to escape abroad so that you Dad left me forever, why didn't you stop him, he's your dad, why didn't you stop him, how could you tell that shameless thing, let him completely destroy our family, you eat inside and outside s things!"

After the woman finished speaking hysterically, the resentment accumulated in her heart made her tremble all over, and the purple sand cup that she had been holding tightly in her hand was thrown out forcefully by her, and flew straight towards Wei Siming's forehead...

The hard teacup bumped into the body with a muffled sound, and with the bang, the purple sand pottery shattered to the ground... Time seemed to be frozen at this moment, and the bright red blood that was ticking and falling was like a timepiece dripping on the smooth surface without interruption. On the floor of the house, on the broken wreckage, one after another coquettish and petite red flowers were blooming.

Seeing the thin and frail figure swaying in front of him, Wei Siming's heart suddenly ached, as if being pierced by a small and sharp needle. When Han Kezhi turned around, he stared at him weakly and innocently, only staring at him. When he was there, he felt unprecedented fear.

The suddenly dilated pupils reflected that person's puzzled expression, as if he didn't understand why his vision became blurred and bright red, and seemed to be hurt by the heavy quilt that was thrown unexpectedly, he frowned and narrowed his eyes. Eyes covered by blood, he raised his hand ignorantly, trying to wipe away the annoying things that blocked his vision...

"Don't move..." Wei Siming quickly grabbed the other's hand that was about to touch his eyes, and almost panickedly took out a plaid square scarf from his pocket, gently covered the approximate location where the blood was constantly flowing, and said in a forbearing and gentle way, The slightly trembling ending voice hides the fear that is almost uncontrollable, "Hey, don't scratch, close your eyes, there is something dirty in your eyes, I will take you to the hospital, okay?"

The fear that arose when he glimpsed the dazzling scarlet from the corner of his eye was soothed by Wei Siming's unprecedented gentle voice. The warmth surrounded him like a harbor with a familiar smell. Han Kezhi raised his head and leaned quietly in Wei Siming's arms , looked at Wei Siming with loyal and trusting eyes like a dog, and said softly: "Okay."

Warm liquid poured out of his eyes, Wei Siming pulled out an ugly smile, gritted his teeth and whispered, "Don't be afraid, you'll be fine." I don't know if it was for Han Kezhi, or for himself.

The moment the teacup touched Han Kezhi's head, Wu Shuang, who was on the verge of collapse, was taken aback. The anger rising in her body disappeared like a spell, and all the strength in her body was drained, and she stood stiffly in place. , like a sluggish doll, neither happy nor sad.

"I'll see you next time." Wei Siming glanced at him lightly, said nothing more, supported Han Kezhi who was covered in blood, and walked out the door without looking back.

So resolutely.

Just like his father.As if she was half stimulated by something, Wu Shuang suddenly came back to her senses, and unconsciously grabbed the table in a panic, but there was already nothing on the table, and the purple sand cup that was placed quietly was mercilessly slapped by her just now. Throwing it out... There was a panic in her heart for no reason, knowing that everything she said was wrong, and knowing that saying this at this time was even more wrong, but she still couldn't help shouting: "Siming...Wei Siming, you Leave today, and don't come back in the future!"

As soon as these words came out, it was hard to get overwhelmed.Wu Shuang closed her eyes in despair.

Han Kezhi grabbed Wei Siming's clothes uneasily. Hearing this, Wei Siming slowed down for only a second, then resumed his speed and continued walking...

"Fortunately, the cup hit a little above the brow bone. After a few stitches, he was fine. When I saw the blood in his eyes, I thought he had hurt his eyes."

After talking about the origin of the wound, Wei Siming still had lingering fears.

"It's okay, don't you think I'm fine now?" Seeing Wei Siming's frustrated expression, Han Kezhi blinked, pretending to be relaxed and comforting, and then showed a sweet smile to Wei Siming.

Unexpectedly, it backfired.

"What are you laughing at, do you think the gauze on your head looks good? Do you think your head is made of iron? It's fine if you don't hide when you see things flying over, and you keep rushing forward, thinking that your life is too bad." Is it long, huh? You still dare to laugh..." Wei Siming said through gritted teeth, the hand grabbing the other's cheek was afraid of touching the wound so he dared not use force.

"I, I was wrong, I won't dare in the future, I won't dare..." Mingming was apologizing, but the smile on his face was even brighter than before.Wei Siming really had nothing to do with Han Kezhi like this, so he could only withdraw his hand in resentment, and then glared fiercely at him.

"But, what Siming said is right, you can't do such a dangerous thing in the future. Siming has rough skin and thick flesh, so if you smash it, you can smash it. Moreover, with his skill, he can smash things before they hit you. The thing was kicked and disappeared. But you are different, you have thin skin and tender flesh, and it hurts you to be hit this way." Wei Siyuan half-jokingly said, hearing the words "rough skin and thick flesh" Wei Siming, who spoke the words, suddenly darkened again.

"Well, I won't do it next time." Han Kezhi held back his smile, nodded obediently, and after finishing speaking, he lowered his eyes shyly, "Actually, I didn't have time to think about it. When I saw the cup flying out, my body rushed out involuntarily." , when I was smashed, even I was stunned..."

With a smile on the corner of his eyes, Wei Siyuan looked at him, as if looking at Lu Youming, full of love.Wei Siming, who was sitting beside him, raised an inconspicuous arc at the corner of his mouth, caressing his soft hair tenderly and lovingly, with a mature and soft expression in his brows.

The thin boy in front of him may not be strong, or even smart enough, but when the person he cherishes is in deep danger, he is more sincere and brave than anyone else, like a new vine holding its head up to meet the storm with its young stems and leaves , inexplicably gave birth to a sense of invincibility.

Such a weak yet powerful existence seems to be more dazzling than the scorching sun outside the window...

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I want to say that I have seen my progress from this chapter~~~ Will people laugh at me for being too narcissistic? ==