treaty

The door of the villa was pushed open, no, it was kicked open.

When Qi Tianlin received a call from the housekeeper, he didn't care about anything and went straight home.He thought of Wang Huifeng's dream that night, and a wave of fear kept spreading in his heart. It turned out that it was not his worry, but that all of this had already existed, but it was well hidden.He also foolishly thought that as long as they worked hard, he could get their blessings, but now it seems that it is all in vain.

He drove to the small apartment where Wang Huifeng used to live, and rang the doorbell for a long time, but no one came to open the door.He called the property manager over, who still knew him, and opened the door without saying a word.After the previous incident, the property management asked people to check Qi Tianlin's background. In an instant, a chill ran down his spine. He almost offended the rumored young master, so Qi Tianlin was deeply impressed.

Qi Tianlin stumbled in, the room was covered with a thin layer of dust, it didn't look like someone had entered.But he didn't give up, and searched through the small house until he was sure that there was no one, so he reluctantly took out his mobile phone.The call records only belonged to one person's name, starting half an hour ago.

He dialed the phone tremblingly, but there was still a cold notification tone on the other side.After hearing this, he wished he could crush his phone, but the rationality in his heart told him that this was the only way he could contact Wang Huifeng.

After he entered the door, he looked like an exposed beast, with bruised veins on his forehead and bloodshot eyes.The aura exuding from his body makes people shudder, so cold that you think you are facing a machine.

Wen Yaran stood up, wanting to go over and support Qi Tianlin.Unexpectedly, before she met Qi Tianlin, Qi Tianlin took a step back subconsciously: "Don't touch me."

That almost instinctive reaction made Wen Yaran's heart twitch, and she could see her son's undisguised strangeness.She felt that she was wrong and that she might have lost this son forever.

Qi Jun sat motionless on the sofa, and threw the two pieces of paper in Qi Tianlin's face: "He doesn't love you at all!"

Qi Tianlin suppressed his anger, knelt down, picked it up and glanced at it hastily.Qi Jun said in a deep voice: "You and 500 million, he chose 500 million without hesitation, do you think he really loves you?"

He couldn't hear what Qi Jun was saying at all, his eyes were completely absorbed by the few tears on the paper.He could even really feel Wang Huifeng's heart-wrenching pain and entanglement at that time, his desperate eyes, his weak body, for himself, how painful it was for him to make this decision.

He never doubted the relationship between the two of them. When he saw the two contracts, he understood why Wang Huifeng made this decision.Although he liked design at the beginning, he resolutely gave up his studies and went home to inherit the family business because of the reputation, or more because of his parents, because in his opinion, parents are far more important than interests.

But now, if he had to choose between Sheng Chuan and Wang Huifeng, he would choose Wang Huifeng without hesitation, but it also meant that he gave up his parents.Wang Huifeng knew, always knew, that he put his parents in a very important position.He doesn't want to choose between his parents and him, and he doesn't want to face that pain by himself, so he can only choose to quit.

He loves himself because he loves himself so much that he puts himself in his shoes, but his parents never think about it.

His slightly trembling fingers kept stroking the dried handwriting, the three characters pieced together in disorderly strokes, were so real that they were almost solidly torn, tearing at every part of his body, as if he had to tear him apart before he would stop.

He tightly grabbed the chest and heart, "You don't understand him, and you don't understand me."

Today is the second time Qi Jun heard this sentence. Unlike Wang Huifeng, it made him feel even more ironic when he said it from his own son.He couldn't help but wonder if he really didn't understand his son?

Wen Yaran's heart was pierced like a knife, there was no quarrel like she imagined, but her son's indifference made her feel even more uncomfortable, regret, is there still time?

She squatted down, just as her fingers touched Qi Tianlin's clothes, Qi Tianlin turned around and avoided her hand.She could no longer be described as desperate, the hand she withdrew was as cold as ice, and her eyes were moist.

Qi Tianlin stood up slowly, without looking at the two of them, his eyes were so cold that it made people shiver.He walked to the door and dialed the number again. It was still the same prompt tone, but the call was hung up.There was a glimmer of hope in his heart, and before he could call again, he received a text message.

"Brother, don't come to me, please."

The emotions that had been suppressed from just now completely collapsed when I saw these words.A picture appeared in front of his eyes, and Wang Huifeng roared and typed out these words.The eyes that had no warmth at first became gentle like water in an instant, and murmured: "Idiot, you idiot!"

The two people in the living room were heartbroken.

After Qi Tianlin returned to the room, he locked himself in the room. For two whole days, no matter who knocked on the door, there was deathly silence inside.He was lying on the bed, his eyes were dull, and the sheets still smelled of Wang Huifeng, and the faint fragrance wouldn't remind him of Wang Huifeng's words.

When he came out on the third day, he seemed to be more than ten years old.Wen Yaran looked at the son of the walking dead, and shouted: "Tianlin, Tianlin..."

silence.

No matter what Qi Jun and Wen Yaran said, there was no gleam in his eyes.

Qi Tianlin took out a bottle of wine from the refrigerator, poured one glass after another decadently, and then simply took the bottle and poured it down.The thirsty throat was instantly moistened by alcohol, and a piercing pain tore at him, but it made him feel better. The psychological pain was much more uncomfortable than the physical pain.

Wen Yaran couldn't see it, and walked over to snatch his wine bottle: "Without him, you still can't live."

There was no struggle and resistance she expected, and her eyes didn't even stay on her for a second.Looking at her son's calm expression, she realized that she was wrong. She had been wrong from the very beginning. Even when her leg was disabled, she had never seen such a desperate moment.

Qi Tianlin went back to his room and locked it behind his back. Looking at the gradually darkening sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, there was a knock on the door and a familiar voice: "Brother!"

He rolled and crawled, and fell when he got out of bed, but he didn't care whether his feet were injured.With hope in his eyes, his eyes rekindled, "Little guy!"

Wen Yaran paused in her heart, an iron block was stuck in her throat.When she saw the hope in her son's eyes, she still held a trace of fantasy in her heart, but the last sentence "little guy" made her heart sink to the bottom of the valley again.She could feel that when her son saw clearly that it was her, the light in his eyes went out little by little, and there was a sense of oppression that his heart was being grasped, as if he was being grinded.

The door slammed shut forever.

At night, Qi Tianlin suffered from insomnia again, the temperature of the person beside him became weaker and weaker, and his silent heart was once again recalled by countless memories.Every bit of the two of them together, even if they don't talk, feel that this kind of life is beautiful.Memories are like movies, and every scene is warning him that they are separated.

He reopened the door, and there was no one in the dim room.He went in and looked at each room, trying to find traces of the two people's lives, but there was nothing.Except for the cold furniture, he didn't find any warmth, but the memory in his mind really told him that this was real.

He picked up the wine, lay on the sofa, and drank desperately, trying to numb himself with alcohol.This drink lasted for one night, not only did not relieve the pain, but it was more deeply imprinted in front of my eyes.

Wen Yaran got up early, and the table was full of empty wine bottles.Her eyes were red, it was a piece of flesh that fell from her body, how could it not hurt, but would it work?Can she share her son's pain?

No.

Just as she was about to speak, she saw Qi Tianlin standing up in a nonchalant manner, passing her by without any movement in his eyes.She wanted to stretch out her hand to help him, but found that her hand was so heavy that she could barely lift it, so she just watched his hunched back step by step, and disappeared from her sight.

A week later, Qi Tianlin was sent to the hospital because of stomach bleeding.

"Eat something!" Wen Yaran persuaded from the side.This week, Qi Tianlin didn't say a word to them, not even making eye contact.

Qi Tianlin turned sideways.

"You have to die for me to be willing. For that man, are you planning to take your life?" Wen Yaran was crying, accusing Qi Tianlin on her lips, but there was a huge stone in her heart.If she knew this was the result at the beginning, she might as well have let them be together. Anyway, after a few years, when she kicks her legs, it's none of her business.

Qi Tianlin didn't talk to him, his face was pale after being paralyzed by alcohol for many days.

Wen Yaran put down the porridge, turned and left.As soon as she went out, she ran into the housekeeper.These days, she has noticed the attitude of the housekeeper, and her tone reveals alienation: "Steward, please persuade him."

The housekeeper held the lunch box in his hand and kept a distance from her: "Yes!"

When he came in with a lunch box, he saw the bulging figure on the bed, and the corners of his eyes twitched: "Master, eat something!"

no answer.

"Master, the young master left a word before leaving."

As soon as the butler finished speaking, Qi Tianlin suddenly lifted the quilt, his eyes glowed again: "What did the little guy say?"

"He asked me to take good care of you."

After Qi Tianlin heard it, tears fell again, hugged his head and whispered: "Fool, he is a fool, he promised to be with me for the rest of his life, why did he leave, why did he leave!"

The butler fell silent.

Wen Yaran outside the door looked at it with mixed feelings in her heart, did she really do something wrong?

Really, is it wrong?