Scum attack, your father is here!

"...how old?!"

Qi Qingyun did not expect to meet Qi Yousui here... To be precise, she did not expect to meet Qi Yousui at this critical moment when Zhong Zhichun and Zhong Xuejin recognized each other.

Qi Yousui was standing less than two meters in front of him. He was still wearing loose pajamas, which hung down loosely, covering his lonely wrists. His handsome face was morbidly pale, his lips were chapped and peeled, and his skin Under the moonlight, it was almost transparent, when he heard Qi Qingyun calling him, he slowly rolled his dark eyes, looking stiff and unnatural, he responded slowly:

"......dad."

His voice was very low and hoarse, as if he had used rough sandpaper to grind the asphalt road, and the tail was blown away in the night wind after a while, and he couldn't hear it clearly if he didn't listen carefully.

"......"

Seeing Qi Yousui's unusual reaction, Qi Qingyun's heart tightened, and she began to rub her fingertips subconsciously. After a long while of silence, she quickly thought of countermeasures in the suffocating silence. After a long time, she became uneasy. He raised his head and tentatively opened his mouth:

"When did you... get down?"

Hearing the words, Qi Yousui let out a blank "Ah", raised his foot and walked towards Qi Qingyun, and said slowly while walking:

"Just now...I wanted to go downstairs to drink water."

"........"

Looking at Qi Yousui, Qi Qingyun wasn't shocked or even reacted indifferently. For a while, she couldn't figure out whether the other party saw the scene where Zhong Zhichun and Zhong Xuejin recognized each other just now, whether she knew it or not. While hesitating about Xuejin's identity, Qi Yousui was already in the corner, his round and dark eyes were staring at Zhong Zhichun and Zhong Xuejin, curiously like a newborn kitten. Tilting his head, he said doubtfully:

"Father, why are grandpa and the others crying?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Qingyun's heart sank heavily. Negative emotions such as guilt and helplessness were like being thrown into a pool of water, and suddenly disappeared in Qi Yousui's words.

Since they didn't know why Zhong Xuejin and the others were crying, they definitely didn't know Zhong Xuejin's real identity.

After all, Qi Qingyun and Zhong Xuejin haven't decided whether to tell Qi Yousui, and now that their identities have been exposed rashly, it may not necessarily cause any trouble.

Qi Qingyun paused, turned around, put her palm on Qi Yousui's shoulder, with a little force, she let Qi Yousui fall into her arms, and dragged him to the garden, not letting him Continue to look down, divert the other party's attention in a low voice, and only say:

"Dad will go out and explain to you."

.........

There is a cool breeze in the garden, and the waves of flowers rise and fall one after another, making a soft rustling sound in the wind. The crane orchid and the white camellia exude a long and light fragrance. At a glance, the sea of ​​flowers reflects silvery brilliance under the moonlight, like smoke. The fog is beautiful.

Considering that Qi Yousui was still ill, before Qi Qingyun went to the garden, she took a coat and put it on Qi Yousui, holding a thermos in her hand, and asked Qi Yousui to sit on the swing away from the living room.

The garden is very quiet, with a full moon hanging above the head, standing behind Qi Yousui is Qi Qingyun, and Qi Yousui is sitting on a swing chair, holding a thermos cup, shaking his body gently with the swing, coughing from time to time , Xiumei frowned slightly, as if a little uncomfortable:

"........"

Qi Qingyun stopped shaking the swing, and asked Qi Yousui in a low voice:

"Is it too cold?"

".......Won't."

Qi Yousui took a sip of hot water, and his yellow hair was lying on top of his head because of his illness. With Qi Yousui's swaying movements, he gently drew a swaying arc in the night wind, still holding on to the previous topic hold on:

"Father, why are grandpa and the others crying?"

"...A grown-up has a grown-up reason."

Qi Qingyun hadn't gotten through with Zhong Xue yet, she didn't know how to explain it, so she was silent for a moment, and could only give such an ambiguous answer.

"...My lord's reason, can't I know?"

Qi Yousui raised his head slightly. Looking at Qi Qingyun from his angle, his facial features are completely upside down. Danfeng's eyes, which are exactly the same as Qi Qingyun's, are full of doubts:

"So adults like grandpa can cry too?"

In Qi Yousui's heart, Grandpa has always had a tough wrist and a tough attitude, and no one will disobey him. His flesh and blood are as if made of steel, copper and iron, and his bones are unyielding. No tribulation can hit him.

So it turns out that an adult like him will be vulnerable and cry sometimes?

"...You are old, and it is the first time for adults to be adults, and they are not omnipotent."

Qi Qingyun half squatted down, held the back of Qi Yousui's hand with her palm, and patiently explained:

"...Adults also have times of indecision, fear, and fear."

"...Then being an adult is not a good thing."

Qi Yousui stared at Qi Qingyun, his eyes suddenly filled with many things that even Qi Qingyun couldn't understand, and his voice suddenly dropped:

"Then will mom and dad be afraid too? What are you afraid of?"

Qi Qingyun always felt that there was something in Qi Yousui's words, and he seemed to care about something. He stared at Qi Yousui for a long while, but Qi Yousui's face still had such an innocent expression that Qi Qingyun began to wonder if he wanted to There were too many, the fingertips slowly retracted into the palm, forced myself to wake up through the tingling pain, and said after deliberation:

"...Of course, adults will also make mistakes, and when they make mistakes, they will be afraid."

".........oh."

Qi Yousui tilted his head when he heard the words, and laughed angrily. The bright red tip of his tongue moved in his mouth, as if the words he spit out were round and round, without any lethality, and said unconsciously: "But it's no use being afraid. Well, things have happened, a lot of things, if there is no reason to be afraid, it can be assumed that those injuries never happened, don’t you think, Dad?”

When he said this, his body was half hidden in the shade of the trees, but the silver bracelets on his wrists were still shimmering with fragments of brilliance, refracting and twisting in the air, and then adding a sharp stroke to his eyes With a cold look, his expression became sharper, which was quite different from his previous ignorant and confused appearance.

I don't know since when, he has become more and more like Qi Qingyun, whether it's appearance, tone of speaking...or personality.

"......"

Qi Qingyun's heart throbbed wildly, he was finally convinced at this moment that there was something in Qi Yousui's words, but Qi Yousui's expression seemed to be very calm, and he didn't know that Zhong Xue was his mother's violent reaction at all, which made Qi Yousui always feel that The reckless Qi Qingyun was a little uncertain, and after thinking for a long time, he managed to calm down:

"......you are right."

"..." Qi Yousui saw that Qi Qingjun didn't answer his words on purpose, so he laughed, but didn't continue to speak. He slowly leaned on the swing and looked at the moon. After a while, his pupils gradually faded, Little by little like a chicken pecking at rice, he finally curled up slowly and fell asleep lying on the swing chair.

Seeing this, Qi Qingyun slowly stopped shaking the swing, squatted beside Qi Yousui, stared at his face for a while, staring intently, not knowing what she was thinking, then moved Qi Yousui's two arms Putting them all on his shoulders, he hugged Qi Yousui like a child.

Qi Yousui seemed to have lost consciousness from sleep, his body was limp and lacking strength, but the moment he got close to Qi Qingyun, he instinctively rubbed against Qi Qingyun, clamping his legs around Qi Qingyun's waist, like a Like a kitten, she buried her face in Qi Qingyun's neck, whispering, and let Qi Qingyun carry herself into the main house.

On the side of Zhong Zhichun and Zhong Xuejin, the three of them had already fully discussed. When they learned that Zhong Xuejin wanted to take Qi Yousui back to her side to raise him, Zhong Zhichun was silent for a moment, and said firmly:

"I disagree."

His cloudy eyes rolled around and landed on Qi Qingyun who was holding Qi Yousui and was about to go up the stairs. After a pause, he knocked hard on the floor with his cane, making a dull sound, and said beyond doubt:

"You're sick now, and Qi Qingyun is still in school, so she doesn't have the ability to support you."

"..." Zhong Xuejin became a little anxious when she heard the words, she didn't expect Zhong Zhichun to go back on her word, she stood up suddenly, crossed her hips, and wanted to argue with Zhong Zhichun.

His urgency made Zhong Zhichun a little angry, and the father and son broke away from the tenderness just now, and started arguing like they had done countless times before. The quarrel made Zhong Yurong feel dizzy. While trying to appease them, the three of them insisted on arguing to produce the effect only in the vegetable market.

Qi Yousui didn't sleep well at first, when he heard Zhong Zhichun and the others quarreling, he frowned uncomfortably, with his soft face resting on Qi Qingyun's chest, he whispered:

"Quarrel........."

Qi Qingyun glanced at Zhong Xue at them, thought for a while, and decided to wait until they had finished arguing before going out. With a turn of her footsteps, she gently kicked open the door of Qi Yousui's room with her toes, and then closed the door with the strength of her back. close.

The quarrel outside the door was blocked out like a tide, leaving only this small dark and quiet world.

The moonlight shrouded it like a tulle, indistinctly, and the outline of the bed was only half hidden in the corner, so I couldn't see it clearly.

Qi Qingyun did not dare to turn on the light, guided by the moonlight and intuition, slowly walked to the bed, put Qi Yousui who was sleeping on the bed, and covered him with the quilt.

The room was very dark, Qi Qingyun couldn't see the road ahead a little bit, the corner of his clothes almost brought down the stool beside the bed, so he subconsciously held it with his hands, so that the chair didn't make a loud noise on the ground, waking him up Qi is old.

Qi Yousui's school uniform was still hanging on the back of the chair. When the chair tilted, the school uniform also fell to the ground, making a barely audible muffled sound.

Qi Qingyun turned around, seemed to want to pick up the school uniform, but accidentally stepped on it, stunned, feeling a little annoyed in her heart, took a deep breath, took a few steps back, and lightly picked up the school uniform Pick it up and walk out the door.

Qi Yousui's school uniform is a blue and white stitching style, with a large piece of white fabric on the back, but at this moment, there is a dirty footprint, which is particularly conspicuous.

Qi Qingyun recruited a servant, handed him Qi Yousui's school uniform, and told him to wash it clean.

The servant nodded, and habitually checked whether there were papers or other important things in the school uniform, so as to save it from being washed in the water when the time came.

From the corner of her eye, Qi Qingyun glanced at Zhong Zhichun and his son who were still arguing downstairs, took a moment, and felt that it was time to go down to see the situation. She turned around and was about to leave, but was suddenly stopped by the servant.

"Mr. Qi."

The servant's voice was not loud, but very eager, which made Qi Qingyun subconsciously stop, and turned around:

"what happened?"

"...you look at this."

The servant rummaged through the pockets of Qi Yousui's school uniform, took out a slender thing that looked like a pen, handed it to Qi Qingyun, and said anxiously:

"This, do you still need it?"

"...Is this a pen?"

Qi Qingyun's eyes fell on the pen-like object, she was a little uncertain, her eyes were slightly focused, she looked at it for a while, then reached out to take it, and said slowly:

"Give it to me, save it and wash it in water."

"Okay." The servant breathed a sigh of relief, and left with Qi Yousui's dirty school uniform.

Qi Qingyun played with the "pen" with her white fingertips, her brows gradually became dignified, her expression was gloomy, she stood there thinking for a while, then put the "pen" in her pocket, turned around and walked downstairs .

Zhong Zhichun and Zhong Xuejin still didn't reach an agreement on Qi Yousui's whereabouts. Instead, they were arguing red-faced. In the end, both of them lost their energy and their voices became hoarse. They just sat across a table with their arms crossed for the time being. Stop fighting, one head to the left, one head to the right, no one wants to pay attention to each other.

Qi Qingyun sat down on the seat next to Zhong Xuejin, glanced at Zhong Yurong from the corner of her eye, and the other party shrugged at him knowingly, expressing her helplessness and the fact that the two sides did not reach an agreement.

Putting her fingertips in her pocket, Qi Qingyun fumbled for the unusual "pen" calmly, without any superfluous expression on her face. After deliberating for a long time, Fang broke the silence, and said slowly:

"Actually, I have an opinion."

"........you say."

Zhong Xuejin had always listened to Qi Qingyun's words, and immediately answered the words, the corners of her eyes that had been raised in anger just now gradually softened, and she leaned over to kiss Qi Qingyun and kiss her.

Seeing this, Zhong Zhichun snorted unhappily, and secretly gouged out Qi Qingyun's eyes with his eyes. He really wanted to say a few words of yin and yang, but also wanted to know if Qi Qingyun had any way to break the current deadlock, so after thinking about it, it is still Endured not saying a word.

In the silence, Qi Qingyun glanced at everyone present one by one, and said unhurriedly:

"Actually, I think we have different opinions on where you will go, but we have forgotten that there is actually one person whose choice is decisive."

"who is it?"

"Qi Yousui himself."

Qi Qingyun's expression was very calm, but as soon as he finished speaking, it seemed as if he had dropped a heavy bomb in the crowd, blinding everyone's consciousness. look at him.

Among the people present, there were Qi Yousui's grandfather, uncle, mother and father. Everyone used their own thinking to measure and decide Qi Yousui's best destination, but they forgot that no matter where Qi Yousui went in the end, the final It should be Qi Yousui himself who agreed to this decision first.

Qi Qingyun sat below, but her aura was not inferior to that of Zhong Zhichun, who had been in the top position for a long time, and looked at him very calmly:

"I think we should ask Qi Yousui himself if he wants to follow his parents or his grandfather and uncle."

"After all, in this world, power can change the place where a person's body is, but it can't change his thoughts and behaviors. Even if he is forcibly kept by his side, the desired educational effect may not be achieved. What do you think? ,dad?"

"..." Zhong Zhichun didn't speak, just stared at Qi Qingyun for a while, and said without exception:

"You think I can't teach your son well?"

"That's not what I meant." Qi Qingyun slowly rubbed the cold "pen" with her fingertips, she had already roughly guessed the general name of this item in her heart, but her face was still calm, and she said slowly:

"It's just that I think that before teaching a person to learn more things, he must first experience being respected."

"Only when you are respected can you avoid inferiority complexes and shrink backs, and you won't develop fear, extremes, concealment, and fear in getting along with people in the future, and eventually hurt others and yourself."

"What do you think, Dad?"

Qi Qingyun raised his eyelids, and seemed to be smiling, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. The golden moonlight penetrated into the huge living room, but it only drew a faint dark line on his shoulders, which complemented him. With a handsome appearance like a banished immortal, but his sharp eyebrows showed a little unquestionable, he asked again in a low voice:

"What do you think, Dad?"

Zhong Zhichun's face darkened visibly when he heard this, his old hands clenched the head of the crutch tightly, veins appeared on the back of his hand, and he seemed very unhappy to be asked.

Qi Qingyun and Zhong Zhichun had been fighting for several years, Zhong Xue knew too well that these two people had a temperament that would not give in, her heart suddenly became flustered, her eyes were filled with a little anxiety, she was afraid that Zhong Zhichun and Qi Qingyun would just get up At that time, the scene will not end well, and I was about to speak, but Zhong Zhichun suddenly leaned forward, picked up the cup on the table, drank the tea in the cup, and let the cold tea spread to the lungs, and the throat was choked. So with a little hoarseness:

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

After finishing speaking, Zhong Zhichun turned his back and strode towards his room, only dropping a word of concern in an unskilled manner:

"Yaoer, Yurong, go to bed early, don't stay up late, good night."

As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared at the end of the corridor. He didn't seem to miss it, and his back seemed to be a little bit fled.

Zhong Xuejin and Zhong Yurong were stunned together: "......"

They never expected that Zhong Zhichun, whose temper was always as smelly and hard as a stone in a latrine, would agree to Qi Qingyun's proposal one day?

Hasn't the other party always contradicted Qi Qingyun? !

And...was he just saying goodnight to himself?

Zhong Zhichun, who always only checked their homework before going to bed and wished they were studying 24 hours a day, would say good night to them and let them go to bed early? !

Zhong Xuejin and Zhong Yurong looked at each other for a while, with the same blank expression on their faces, Zhong Yurong hesitated for a long time before asking:

"...Did you just hear what Dad said?"

"...It seems to be good night?" Zhong Xue was not sure: "...Did Dad take the wrong medicine?"

"..." Zhong Yurong was speechless, and gave his silly brother a shudder, and said in a bad mood: "...Did you say that about Dad?!"

Everyone present had their own thoughts, especially Zhong Xuejin, who was rarely cared by Zhong Zhichun, who felt a little uncomfortable, and felt a little ashamed after knowing it, and his toes were tightened.But the source of all the discomfort——Qi Qingyun, had long expected that Zhong Zhichun would understand her hint, took out the "pen" in his pocket and looked at the light for a while, then suddenly said to Zhong Yurong:

"Brother, do you have a computer in your study, can you borrow it for me?"

"......sure."

The computer in Zhong Yurong's study room is full of commercial secrets, but at this moment he didn't even hesitate, as soon as Qi Qingyun opened his mouth, he immediately agreed:

"You go, the power-on password is 0325."

"..." Qi Qingyun's expression was subtle for a moment, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he teased:

"Whose birthday is this array of numbers...?"

"Are you still going?"

Zhong Yurong was caught off guard by Qi Qingyun, and she couldn't help being a little annoyed. Like a child, she hammered Qi Qingyun childishly: "Don't pull me down."

"Go, I'll go."

Qi Qingjun stood up with a smile, out of the corner of her eye, she inadvertently landed on Zhong Xuejin who was glued to her body, paused, bent down, brushed the palm of Zhong Xuejin's bangs on his forehead, and the red mole on it She kissed her tenderly, and said softly:

"I still have something to do. Would you go back to your room to sleep with your son?"

"Do you really want to tell my son my identity?"

When Zhong Xuejin thought of this, he still felt a little guilty. After all, he had left his son alone at home for many years, subconsciously picked his palm, and said with a slumped head:

"I'm afraid..."

At this time, Qi Qingyun was a little uncertain about Qi Yousui's reaction, and now she was in a hurry to confirm one thing, but she patiently comforted her on the face:

"When we have lunch at noon tomorrow, let's talk to our son and make up for it, and our son will understand."

"......All right."

Regarding Qi Qingyun's words, Zhong Xuejin always believes what he says, and the uneasiness in her heart has gone by a third. She stood up, hugged Qi Qingyun, and after asking him for a goodnight kiss, she turned around and went to Qi Yousui went to his room.

Zhong Yurong didn't know if the company was really urgent and needed him to work overtime, or if Xia Xingfei was clamoring to find him again, anyway, he left within a short while, leaving only Qi Qingyun alone, nimbly turning the "" in his hand with his fingertips. Pen", when he raised his head, there was only a look of indifference in his eyes, and he turned and walked towards Zhong Yurong's study.

Turning on the computer skillfully, Qi Qingyun connected the pen to the data cable, inserted it into the computer, and ran her fingertips on the keyboard quickly, almost flashing afterimages, her eyes mixed with the sound of electric shocks from the mouse flashed beautifully of brilliance.

A moment later, with a beep of startup, a screen suddenly flashed in the middle of the computer.

From this angle, it looks like it was taken while hiding in a potted plant. Qi Qingyun instantly remembered that there was a potted plant by the window of Qi Yousui's classroom.

It was when the class was cleaning up, and there was no place to put the few good potted plants left by the students in the class. Qi Qingyun couldn't bear to see them die, so she put them by Qi Yousui's window, letting them accept the sun. exposure to avoid wilting.

Thinking of this, Qi Qingyun's heart became more subtle. She didn't know what Qi Yousui was doing by mysteriously putting a video pen in the potted plant, so she held her breath and continued to look down subconsciously.

Time passed quietly, and the number of people in the picture gradually decreased. It should be that the exam was about to take place, so everyone left after setting up their desks, planning to find a quiet place for self-study, and the classroom was empty for a while.

The minute hand passed by one frame after another, until Qi Qingyun's eyes were a little sore, finally a figure appeared in the picture.

That person's appearance was delicate and fair, his facial features were as delicate as if carved out of jade, and there was not a single blemish on his face, but his beautiful eyebrows and eyes were covered by his forehead hair, casting a faint shadow in his pupils for no reason.

It was Chu Queze who had already gone abroad.

He went straight to Qi Yousui's seat, as if he was packing things for him, but he flipped through Qi Yousui's pencil case calmly. If Qi Qingyun hadn't slowed down the video several times, otherwise He couldn't find out that the other party had put the information into Qi Yousui's pen without anyone noticing.

This is the whole process of Chu Queze's "crime" of accusing Qi Yousui of cheating!

Watching this clip again, Qi Qingyun was still a little angry, clicked his tongue impatiently, and was about to skip this clip, but after Chu Queze stood up and went out, the scene still didn't stop, Qi Qingyun could only wait. Watch this video in its entirety.

However, within 10 minutes, another familiar figure that Qi Qingyun hadn't expected walked into the classroom again.

However, this time, the person seemed to have known that there was a camera pen in the potted plant, so he walked straight towards the camera, and then casually reached out to pull out the camera pen, and the screen suddenly went black, and the entire video ended completely. .

"........"

The moment she saw that figure, Qi Qingyun stood up abruptly, so violently that she almost knocked over the chair under her.

He stared wide-eyed in disbelief, manipulated the mouse hastily, turned the screen back, and looked at the figure again, his eyes were almost bloodshot in shock and anger.

At the moment when the identity of that person was finally confirmed, Qi Qingyun felt that the blood in her whole body was about to stagnate, and there was a buzzing sound in her head, and the anger in her heart was instantly poured down like a basin of cold water, leaving only dazed ashes extinguished , only one thought remained in his head, constantly shaking his crumbling rationality——

How could it be him? !

........

Because Qi Qingyun was so shocked last night that he fell asleep in the study very late, and naturally missed breakfast, so that when he finished washing and went downstairs slowly, Zhong Zhichun, his elder, had already taken his seat .

Qi Qingyun yawned lazily, and sat down beside Zhong Xuejin with her head propped up.

Zhong Xuejin really wanted to ask Qi Qingyun what she did last night, but because of Zhong Zhichun's displeased face, she hesitated for a long time before swallowing the words of concern into her throat, she just lowered her head and smiled at Zhong Zhichun:

"Father, everyone is here, we can serve the food last time, Ajun...... I'm hungry."

How could Zhong Zhichun fail to understand what Zhong Xuejin almost said just now, sneered, and glared at his stupid son Zhong Xuejin angrily, but in the end he was still unwilling to give his son and The son-in-law made a face, clenched his fingertips into a fist and knocked three times on the table, his voice was deep but not erratic:

"Let's serve."

The family motto of the Zhong family is to eat and sleep without talking, so everyone ate in silence during this meal, especially Zhong Xuejin, who was restless all the time. Staring at the same dish in a daze, if Qi Qingyun hadn't been picking up vegetables for him, he would probably only eat white rice for this meal.

After finally finishing the meal, the servants removed the cups and plates with great winking. Qi Yousui, who didn't even know that the elders had something to say to him, unconsciously wiped his mouth with a tissue. He said in a low voice, "I'm done eating." After finishing speaking, he stood up and wanted to go back to the room.

Zhong Zhichun sat at the top, glanced at the youngest son who nervously began to pick his fingers, the son-in-law who was out of mind wandering, and the elder son who sat firmly on the wall and watched. He clenched his crutches tightly in his palms and frowned. He could only go up by himself according to the plan. , suddenly called Qi Yousui to stop:

"You are old, just wait a moment."

As soon as the words fell, Qi Yousui stopped when he heard the words, turned around, and tilted his head to look at Zhong Zhichun in doubt:

"What's the matter, Grandpa?"

"Sit back in your seat, we have something to tell you today."

Zhong Zhichun reflected on it all night, and gradually began to realize that there was a problem with the way he raised his children before. He learned to put down his posture and communicate with the children, but he still couldn't change his long-standing command tone:

"Come back when you're done talking."

Qi Yousui paused when he heard the words, his face did not show the previous rebelliousness, instead he sat obediently in his seat and asked in a low voice:

"what happened?"

His expression was a little innocent, very much like Zhong Xuejin's coquettish and idiotic appearance with Qi Qingyun in the past, inexplicably a little self-taught in pretending to be pitiful, with just the right amount of bewilderment and confusion in his eyes, which provoked Zhong Xuejin became even more nervous, lowered her head and even bit her fingers nervously, her legs under the table kept shaking.

Zhong Zhichun sat down and glanced at Zhong Xuejin and Qi Qingyun, and then at Zhong Yurong, seeing that the three of them were silent and didn't intend to speak at all, suspicion suddenly arose in his heart, and he even wondered if he didn't talk to Qi Qingyun and the others yesterday After reaching an agreement, after hesitating for a moment, he paused, then said in deliberation:

"...you years old, today, the three of us want to tell you something."

"Be prepared mentally first. When you hear this, don't be too shocked or excited. Think about it carefully and give us an answer, okay?"

Zhong Zhichun's tone was rare and gentle, but it showed even more that what he was going to say next was unusual.

Hearing the words, Qi Yousui really began to get nervous, his eyes kept wandering among the three of them, his eyes flickered, his eyelashes trembled like a butterfly knocked down by a storm, he pursed his lips, and it took him a while to force himself After calming down, his shoulders were still trembling, and he said in a low voice:

"Grandpa, tell me."

"No matter what you say, I won't be excited."

"........it is good."

Zhong Zhichun didn't think Qi Yousui's behavior was strange, but felt that it was very normal. He sighed in his heart, and thought that it was lucky to remove the cup and bowl, otherwise maybe Qi Yousui would be able to take away his emotions when he got emotional later. The whole kitchen is smashed.

After all, Zhong Xuejin had left him behind for eight full years at the time, and now that he has been reborn, he still refuses to confess to everyone. If he were Qi Yousui, it is hard to guarantee that he would not get angry when he learned the truth.

Thinking of this, and thinking of his out-of-control reaction when he and Zhong Xue met each other yesterday, Zhong Zhichun couldn't help but feel a little sad. He thought that Qi Yousui, as a half-old child, probably couldn't accept this fact immediately. The eyes signaled Zhong Xue to tell the truth, and warned the other party to be more tactful:

"Xuejin, tell me."

Zhong Xuejin was trembling with nervousness now. In front of his son, he was trembling like a criminal waiting for a trial by a judge. His small face was pale and bloodless, his lips trembled for a while, and he pinched the palm of his hand. His fingertips were almost bleeding, and he gritted his teeth and admitted his identity tremblingly through the stimulation of pain:

"...you are old, I am my mother."

"I'm not dead, I'm still alive."

"........."

As soon as the words fell, everyone present except Qi Qingyun held their breath subconsciously, and fixed their eyes firmly on Qi Yousui, as if he was sure that Qi Yousui would lose control of his emotions, Zhong Yurong subconsciously leaned his upper body slightly, doing He showed a guarded posture to prevent Qi Yousui from beating up Zhong Xue in a moment of panic and anger.

The air could be heard falling needles for a while, Zhong Xuejin was especially nervous, watching Qi Yousui's reaction without blinking, he felt his heart sinking heavily, like falling into an abyss, his blood was almost congealed.

Son... Will he not forgive himself?

However, when Zhong Yurong finished holding the breath in his lungs, and even felt a little suffocated, Qi Yousui sat there quietly, his brows didn't even twitch, his expression didn't seem to change, indifferent asked rhetorically:

"Oh, so what?"

"........."

Everyone present, including Zhong Xuejin, did not expect Qi Yousui to have such a reaction, and they were stunned immediately. The somewhat incomplete nails bitten by him trembled slightly, showing some unusual emotions, and hurriedly said:

"...you years old, I'm really a mother."

Zhong Xuejin looked at Qi Yousui's still flat and even cold reaction, thought that Qi Yousui didn't believe it, and couldn't help feeling a little anxious, so she stood up suddenly, scratched her hair anxiously, and promised like a promise:

"I'm really a mother, I didn't lie to you!"

"........."

Qi Yousui still didn't react at all, and just looked at Zhong Xuejin's collapsed expression very flatly, even the sitting posture didn't change, like a clay sculpture hidden in the semi-darkness, revealing half of his face, his eyes Covered in darkness, his breath was a bit too indifferent, and he didn't know if he didn't believe it at all.

No matter how Zhong Xuejin explained, Qi Yousui still didn't respond, he didn't even lift his eyelids. In the end, Zhong Xuejin could only collapse and slump on the chair, covering his face with his palms, crying over and over again to make sure that his voice It might even sound hopeless:

"Years old, I'm really a mother..."

"......" Both Zhong Zhichun and Zhong Yurong were confused by this scene. They never expected that after learning the truth, Qi Yousui did not collapse, but Zhong Xuejin did. The business tycoon, who was used to strong winds and waves, was stunned at the same time, and he didn't say anything in shock for a while.

They didn't understand, how could Qi Yousui react like this? !

The atmosphere was as silent as falling into the deep sea, leaving only the silent suffocation that spread from the alveoli to the nasal cavity, making it hard to breathe for a while.

Qi Yousui remained silent the entire time, but sat on the chair and did not move. His eyes swept over the different expressions of everyone present, until they fell on Qi Qingyun, who had the same expression as him, and then paused. The light flickered, staring at Qi Qingyun without speaking.

"When did you know who your mother is?"

Qi Qingyun, who had been silent all this time, could only sigh, and took the initiative to open his mouth to break the situation where Mizhi had entered a dead end. He crossed his fingers on the table, with the same condensed expression as Qi Yousui, and guessed:

"That day at Lin Yushan's house, or at the entrance of the hospital? Or at my house? Or when you had a fever? It couldn't be last night in the living room, could it?"

Qi Qingyun guessed all the way down, Qi Yousui still looked at him indifferently at first, but he didn't know which word Qi Qingyun said later touched his heart, but his expression suddenly changed, like As if the character on the static picture came to life, he raised his eyelids, glanced at Qi Qingyun slowly, and finally said the second sentence of the day like a charity:

"Before last night."

"Then why didn't you just point it out?" Qi Qingyun frowned, "You always knew, why didn't you point it out?"

"Is it important to say these things now?" Qi Yousui raised his eyebrows, his gaze went back and forth between Qi Qingyun and Zhong Xuejin.