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"Don't... just hold me for a while..."

As soon as Yan Yu was put into the car by Yi Chengfeng, his arms were tightened around his back, his head rubbed against Yi Chengfeng's chest, and he curled up into the posture of a child seeking shelter.

This gesture made Yi Chengfeng's heart soften instantly, and he directly hugged him and sat in the back of the car.

The person in his arms trembled a little like his voice, Yi Chengfeng raised his hand and stroked his back lightly, "Shh...it's okay, Xiaoyan...don't think too much..."

"Don't go, don't go...Brother Feng, I'm sorry...I made it clear to her...Don't worry about what she said, she's not my mother, don't listen..."

Yan Yu made it extremely difficult to say this short sentence, and he kept breathing down, as if he had been wronged so much that he couldn't help himself.His face was frighteningly pale, his lips were dry, his crow-feather-like eyelashes drooped, but he didn't shed a single tear, and he desperately adjusted his messy breathing to calm himself down.

Yi Chengfeng hugged him tightly, "You don't need to apologize, it's not your fault. Xiaoyan, shh... don't worry about anything, don't be afraid... I won't leave, Brother Feng will be with you forever... "

He lifted Yan Yu's face and looked directly into his deep eyes, where the fear of not being able to get what he had been asking for for years, and getting lost again was hidden there, and the panic made people feel distressed.

"I won't leave you, we will always be together, do you believe me? Do you believe in Brother Feng?"

Yan Yu nodded, and tightened his arms around him again.

Yi Chengfeng knew what he was afraid of. Six years ago, Zhuang Meichan's ridicule made him finally decide to leave Yan Yu. In Yan Yu's heart, today is probably the same as that time. Leaving him once hurting his self-esteem, and then leaving him alone.

"Xiaoyan, listen to me," Yi Chengfeng didn't want to bring up the old story at first, but he felt that it was necessary to clarify with him now, any ambiguity would be fatal to him, "The previous time, She did say some unpleasant things to me, at that time I felt that I was useless and would only drag you down."

"But even without her, I would drive you away. To be fair, it wasn't her fault that time. It was because I just came out of it and didn't adapt well. I was too young and not strong enough inside. I only pretended to be my own." A little self-esteem, like a hedgehog, unwilling to get close to anyone, inferiority complex."

"Now I won't, Xiao Yan, what other people say can't affect me, it can't affect me and you, do you understand?"

"Now I know what I want and what I should do. I will work hard for what I want and keep everything that belongs to me. I just want to spend my whole life happily with you, my family and friends. These You taught me, you gave me a lot, and you are very kind to me, I know it all."

"Six years ago... was probably the most regretful thing I did in my life. How... how did you get over it? I dare not ask, I dare not know..."

"You just remember one thing, Brother Feng will not leave Xiaoyan, even if I die in the future, I will be buried with you and become ashes to accompany you."

Yi Chengfeng lowered his head and gently kissed Yan Yu's forehead and the corners of his lips. The kiss was gentle and comforting. The relationship between them was not just love.

"I..." Yan Yu's mood stabilized a lot, his eyes were slightly red, but he didn't shed tears, "I made it clear to her that we will only have a legal relationship in the future... She can't control anything about me."

Yi Chengfeng was taken aback, did he cut off the mother-child relationship with his mother? Only the legal support obligation remained. He knew that Zhuang Meichan wouldn't say anything nice, but he didn't expect it to be so serious.

How much resentment does it take to make Xiao Yan, who has longed for maternal love and cherishes friendship all his life, make such a decision.

"Brother Feng, I thought about it. I will continue to repay the loan of her house. My father left her living expenses in his will. I will not bear her other expenses except the mortgage. In the future, I will need medical treatment or pension. It's another calculation. After all, she gave birth to me, and she brought me back to Meichuan so that I could meet you again..."

"I'll listen to you, Xiao Yan, I'll listen to you, you've done a good job." Yi Chengfeng's big hand inserted/inserted into his soft and thick hair, and squeezed it a few times, "Don't think too much Too much, it's not your problem, you are very kind, it's because she doesn't know how to cherish..."

Yan Yu murmured, "I remember when my dad left, he said to me personally, Xiaoyu, you have to treat your mother better for me... Brother Feng, I really always remember this sentence."

"But it's not true... My dad died because of brain hemorrhage. The doctor said he couldn't speak at all, and he was in a coma in the ICU until he was brain-dead and the ventilator was pulled out..."

"I don't know why there is such a memory. Maybe my dad entrusted it to me in a dream, so I worked hard to take care of her. I really worked hard."

"I know, I know, Xiaoyan, don't think about it."

Yi Chengfeng wished he could stuff him into his chest and warm him with his own flesh and blood. People say that maternal love is the source of a person's entire emotions, but his little Yan has guarded a dry well since he was a child, and desperately tried to scoop water from the well to help him. other people.

"I know that you really hope to have parents who love you, to have a home, it's okay, it's okay, brother Feng will give you a home, my parents will love you very much...I won't lie to you, look, my mother just Also sent me a voice message saying that if you have leftovers, don’t give them to you, you have a weak stomach, just let me watch and clean up by myself... Listen—"

Yi Chengfeng opens WeChat, switches to speaker mode, and clicks to play.

Aunt Su's home-cooked flavor is full of vigor:

"Dafeng, it's been a day since I took the food back home. I can't help but put the hemp balls and lotus root boxes in the box. I don't think it can be refrigerated. It's too hot before eating... You see, don't let Xiaoyan eat it. If the taste doesn't change You can just clean it yourself, he is weak so don’t suffer from eating too much... It’s fine, there’s nothing else to do... hang up..."

Yan Yu was arched in his arms, his body trembling suddenly, and weeping suppressedly, like a child who had been greatly wronged, collapsed in an instant, crying until he couldn't help himself.

Yi Chengfeng just hugged him and gently stroked his back, "Xiaoyan, don't bear it, just cry out when you feel uncomfortable, we'll be fine after crying, it's okay—"

No one knows better than him what kind of person Yan Yu is, what he has endured, lost and pursued for so many years.

He has been wronged for too long, and he has been alone for too long. Yi Chengfeng is his most cherished lover, and Zhuang Meichan is the relative he has always wanted to fight for. It is a complete separation from any of them. It is said that it is the pain of tearing bones and gouging flesh, but he may feel more uncomfortable than Zhuang Meichan.

Yan Yu cried for a long time, probably because he was tired from crying himself, so he leaned into his arms and sobbed occasionally, "What should I do? That wheelchair is custom-made from Germany, and it will take at least a week for a new one to be shipped. ..."

"So were you feeling sorry for your wheelchair just now?" Yi Chengfeng teased him, "Your boss took it, so we'll wait until the new one arrives before going to work. It should be considered a work-related injury."

While talking, Yi Chengfeng quickly created a group on WeChat. The nickname of the group was "Hey, Fa Mili". It added Dad Yi, Aunt Su, and Su Yile. Son' came in, the little girl warmly greeted everyone cutely.

Aunt Su flashed a head of a feather duster: What day are you all so busy, what should you do!If you really have nothing to do, transfer me to CCTV1 to take a look, and I will play the secretary of the Disciplinary Committee. I said it was Chen Baoguo, but your father insisted on Tang Guoqiang. The two of us quarreled for a while, everyone, come and vote...

The group was instantly quiet, what treasure?What country?What is strong?

"Where else do you want to go? Watch a movie?"

Originally, the two of them planned to go elsewhere after dinner, but Yan Yu felt that it was too inconvenient for him to be like this now, so he shook his head, "I want to go home."

The car was parked in the B1 basement, and the time was only nine o'clock.

"I might meet someone in the elevator right now." Yan Yu shrank back, obviously embarrassed to let him carry him out, it was too embarrassing, "Otherwise, let's go around on the road."

"Aren't you tired after being out for a day? Come here and I will carry you. I won't meet anyone. I promise—"

With his back on his back, Yi Chengfeng didn't press the elevator, but opened the fire door of the staircase.

"Hey——" Yan Yu became anxious, and pulled his shoulders, "The 27th floor of my house, are you sure you want to go up?"

Yi Chengfeng has already walked up to the first floor, "What's wrong? Let me show you my husband's extraordinary physical strength. If you don't release it first, I'm afraid you will cry at night."

He felt hot when he climbed the stairs, the two of them cooperated to take off his down jacket, Yan Yu held the clothes with one hand, and hooked his shoulder with the other.

In the empty stairwell, there are only lightly echoing footsteps and low-pitched conversations between the two. If you say some dirty words here, keep them safe from overhearing, Yi Chengfeng keeps going. You can call me whatever you want, if you call me again, I can go through the ceiling and carry you directly to the roof... Then we will be like this, with the stars and the moon... Come on, don't be shy, let's start with my brother... ..."

The sensor lights turned on and off layer by layer, always illuminating only a small space around them, quiet but warm.

Yan Yu rested his forehead on his shoulder, his cheeks were burning hot, even though he knew no one was eavesdropping, he still suppressed his voice, "Are you sure I yelled, and you won't be pressed to the ground right now... Are you tired? , do you want to put me down and rest for a while?"

The latter sentence was originally a heartfelt heartfelt sentence. After all, Yi Chengfeng had already climbed up to the tenth floor with a hundred catties on his back, and the speed was not slow, but it was a bit strange to understand it together with the previous sentence. of.

Sure enough, Yi Chengfeng sneered through his chest, with malicious intentions, "Baby, you are really getting more and more active... But the ground is too hard, and I can't bear to part with the new clothes you bought me... Come on, speed up, let's go home...don't worry, it's the sixteenth floor..."

Yan Yu cooperated with him and took off his suit jacket and held it in his hand.

"I'm not in a hurry, take it easy...you're already panting..."

"It's not tired from climbing stairs, don't pretend you don't know why!"

"Primary school bully, don't your classmates in the university dormitory watch pornography? Brother Feng will give you some science... This kind of exercise can stimulate the production of adrenaline and androgen. Adrenaline is a cardiotonic, you know, androgen...cough cough... ...without those who always choke their necks..."

"Student brother, if you are so knowledgeable, you should have heard that suffocation is also possible... eh? It is said... that when life and death are hovering, reaching the peak feels like taking heroin, which is addictive... Do you want to try it? try?"

Yi Chengfeng subconsciously freed up one hand to loosen the tie completely, and undid two more buttons.

"It's so dangerous, so don't play, cherish life, stay away from drugs... Where did you hear about this mess!"

Yi Chengfeng turned around the [-]th floor, bowed his body and lifted Yan Yu up, "Don't listen to random things, your mental age is only sixteen, okay?"

"Then do you still popularize science?" Yan Yu also felt hot all over, so he took off his down jacket and hugged him together.

"Forget it, I'm better at on-site teaching..."

Finally climbed to the 27th floor, did not even meet a ghost on the way, Yan Yu felt that the spiral made him a little dizzy.

Yi Chengfeng raised his knees to push open the fire door, and was startled by a figure suddenly jumping up, and almost dropped his wife behind him to the ground.He took a step back, and the fire door slammed shut again.

"Someone, please let me down." Yan Yu whispered in Yi Chengfeng's ear, it was really impossible for the two of them to meet people when they went out like this, and it would be bad to scare the enthusiastic neighbors.

Yi Chengfeng put him down carefully, Yan Yu was still holding his clothes with one arm, and supported his shoulder with his right hand alone, he was unsteady, his body tilted to the door panel, and he slammed into the fire door sideways.

Yi Chengfeng hurriedly turned around and grabbed him, but he staggered, raised his hand to support the glass window of the fire door, and then pulled him into his arms to help him up.

He held Yan Yu with one hand, and pushed open the fire door with the other.

Chen Xing looked at the two of them in astonishment, his pupils trembled, his lips trembled, and it took him a long time to say: Mr. Yan.

Are these two people too anxious, just two steps away from entering the house...or what, a special hobby?Scenario PLAY?

The figures of the two of them flashed by the door just now, someone was about to escape, and the other one pulled him back... Then Gudong pressed on the door panel, and the five finger prints are still there...

Mr. Yi in front of him was breathing heavily. It looked like he had just done strenuous exercise. His tie was hanging obliquely around his neck, the collar of his shirt was loose, and most of the hem was ripped out of his trousers, creating many indescribable wrinkles...

Although Mr. Yan was dressed neatly, he snuggled up to his side, red from his earlobe to his neck...

Chen Xing didn't dare to look up at him at all, why should he be touched by him?Why do I get bumped by myself every time!

With Mr. Yan's physical condition, can he still play so excitingly?Too hard!

"Wei, Mr. Wei... Let me bring it to you right away..." Chen Xing pointed to the wheelchair behind him, "I, I'm going first—"

He stumbled on the slippery and slippery ground for no reason, and he was so lucky that he didn't fall out of his body. He pressed the elevator and plunged into it without looking back.

The author has something to say:

In Guiding Chapter 25, Xiaoyan always thought that before his father died, he had entrusted him to take care of his mother. . .

It should be a kind of compensatory psychological conjecture. When he was a child, he felt that his father neglected his mother and the reason was unknown. Until his father passed away, he still hoped that his family would cherish each other in his heart, so he imagined his father's repentant behavior, and Do it yourself.

Come on, take turns hugging our loveless young master...

queue!Don't squeeze! !Hey... Brother Feng, you can't beat people, you can't fight in groups! STOP! ! !