second personality

At this moment, Qin Youbing was so proud of how calm Fang Chiyao's face was.

There was a triumphant smile on his face, and his eyes were full of cunning.

"You want to help me?" Fang Chiyao asked him in a low voice.

"Get out of your mother." Qin Youbing withdrew his hand, intending to let him go.

"Have we met somewhere?" Qin Youbing leaned against the wall, watching him put on his pants slowly.

"Really." Fang Chiyao put his pants back on and looked at him, "Seen you in bed six years ago?"

Qin Youbing felt his fingers clenched tightly for an instant.

Fang Chiyao turned to face him, with inexplicable emotions in his eyes, and his breathing became much lighter.

He noticed that a look of pain flashed in Qin Youbing's eyes, and then he quickly smiled softly.

"Finally don't want to pretend anymore?" Qin Youbing's voice was very soft, for fear of disturbing others, "Tired?"

Fang Chiyao just looked at him deeply without speaking.

When the two returned to the box, the atmosphere had obviously reached a climax, and they were chatting happily.

As soon as the two returned, several people gathered around to chat about what happened back then. Qin Youbing hid behind Fang Chiyao, not wanting to talk at all.

Fang Chiyao rejoined their conversation. He was still the same as before, as soon as he opened his mouth, he was the focus of the crowd.

After eating until 02:30, someone suggested to go to KTV to have a good time.

Qin Youbing excused that he was not feeling well and wanted to go back first, Fang Chiyao offered to take him home when he saw this.

The two left the hotel one after the other. Qin Youbing was about to walk towards the shared bicycle that hadn't been ridden away when someone grabbed his arm.

"I'll take you back." Fang Chiyao repeated.

The two walked to the underground garage, no one spoke, each had something on their minds.

Fang Chiyao opened the door of the passenger seat and motioned for Qin Youbing to enter.

Qin Youbing got into the car, followed him around the front of the car, and turned to the driver's seat.

He didn't start the car right away.

Qin Youbing waited for a while without any movement, then turned to look at him, and met a pair of apologetic eyes.

"I'm sorry." Fang Chiyao focused his gaze on him from the front, frowned slightly, and repeated, "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry for what?" Qin Youbing leaned back in the chair, blinking with some doubts, "Why do you say sorry?"

"I don't know how you have been in the past six years." Fang Chiyao looked up at him with deep eyes.

"That's it." Qin Youbing was not used to this way of getting along, he hooked the corners of his mouth and asked, "I think you are doing well."

"That's because when you saw it," Fang Chiyao said in a very soft voice, as if it would be blown away by the wind, "You are with me."

Qin Youbing opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

"I'm not doing well at all." Fang Chiyao smiled, but in Qin Youbing's view, that smile was very forced, with a hint of bitterness.

"I can't live without me." Qin Youbing smiled.

"Yeah." Fang Chiyao followed his words, "I often think, if I had been more mature, maybe we wouldn't have missed so many years."

Six years ago, on June [-]th, their week-long graduation trip came to an end.

The morning before they left, the two of them stayed on the bed in the hotel until eight o'clock.

"Believe it or not, I got a higher test than you?" Qin Youbing said with a smile as he pushed him down.

"Come on." Fang Chiyao pushed hard, and the two of them switched positions, "Do you know that there is a famous saying that if you work hard, you will have results?"

"I want to see how reality will hit you in the face." Qin Youbing smiled happily.

Come out of the room, and everyone flies home together.

Fang Chiyao just made a boyfriend, and his mood has been very high, humming songs while walking on the road.

He has not been close to his parents since he was a child. Although he is the only child in the family, his parents don't discipline him very much, and they treat him as "concern" when they pay living expenses every month.

That day, when he returned home with a suitcase, he opened the door and heard an unusually fierce quarrel coming from his parents' bedroom.

"Now you find it troublesome? Why didn't you think of such a thing when you had a child?"

"You think I want children? Do you think your parents don't want to have grandchildren?"

"Don't bring everything to my parents, what do you think your parents are?"

"You can scold as much as you want. Anyway, from today onwards, it's impossible to do it again."

"Whether you like to come or not, do you think I want to stay here? If it weren't for your son, I would have lived a life of whatever I wanted!"

"What are you talking about now? Back then you agreed to pay half of the child support, right?"

Fang Chiyao froze on the spot.

In his impression, his parents had never quarreled, they had a harmonious relationship, treated each other with respect, and always had a very amiable smile on their faces.

Normally, if he heard people say that his parents often quarreled, he would be very proud to say that his parents had never quarreled, and they were very loving.

This is the first time.

He couldn't believe his ears, those words were full of thorns, piercing the heart of a boy who had just grown up.

There was a lot of pain, and he felt his brain start buzzing.

Soon, the bedroom door was jerked open, and Dad appeared at the door.

When he saw Fang Chiyao in the middle of the living room, he paused, with a very embarrassed look on his face.

"If you want to get out, get out! What are you doing standing there!" Mother's scolding still came from the bedroom, "Go out and live with your husband!"

Fang Chiyao's hand holding the lever suddenly loosened——

With a bang, the tilted suitcase fell to the ground.

My mother came out when she heard the sound, and when she saw it, she also stood still in place, very surprised: "Ah Yao..."

"Ah Yao, don't think too much!" Dad stepped forward in panic, wanting to press his shoulder.

Fang Chiyao seemed to have been stabbed by something, and took a few steps back in horror, keeping a long distance from him.

"Ayao, listen to mom, just now mom was so angry that she was talking nonsense." Mom grinned hard with remorse on her face, "Did you have fun outside?"

Fang Chiyao's eyes widened, he shook his head, turned and ran out, no matter how the two shouted behind him.

That day was the first time Fang Chiyao knew the meaning of the word Xingyan.

The loving parents in his eyes were originally cooperating in acting. They didn't love each other at all, they just wanted to perfunctory their parents and barely make do with each other.

His father, who had already had a lover, was a man.

His mother and her first boyfriend have never been separated in the past 20 years.

And he himself is the product of physical marriage.

Fang Chiyao finally knew the reason why his parents were not close to him.

It's ridiculous. When he was young, in order to attract the attention of his parents, he always wanted to be a good boy, but unfortunately he didn't make the right direction at all.

He sat alone on a bench in the street all afternoon, his phone kept ringing, and he turned it off immediately.

So far, all the fantasies about the family in his mind have been reduced to ashes.

It turned out that he had never been a happy child, he was too easily satisfied, as long as he was given a candy, he would feel very happy.

He wanted to call Qin Youbing, but in the end he didn't make it.

He went to his grandmother's house alone.

He couldn't remember what he did after seeing his grandma. He only remembered that he told his grandma and grandpa about it, wanting to be comforted, but it turned out that his grandpa had a heart attack and was sent to the hospital.

The next day, his parents confessed everything in front of both parents and signed a divorce agreement.

The farce caused by the union of the two families ended in separation, but for Fang Chiyao, it was just the beginning.

He went home with his mother, the home he thought was a warm haven the day before yesterday.

For the whole afternoon, he locked himself in his room to play games, didn't eat, and didn't answer anyone's calls.

Later, my mother kicked open the door and came in, smashing his computer directly.

"Just know how to play games!" Mom beat him fiercely, "If it wasn't for you, why would you be like this now! Why did you tell grandpa and grandma! Stupid! Useless trash!"

She blamed Fang Chiyao's complaint for the revelation of the matter, more precisely, her child.

One sentence of trash pushed Fang Chiyao into a deeper abyss.

Qin Youbing's eyes turned red when he thought of the man he saw in the store twice.

"I called you that day, and I was lying on the bed." Fang Chiyao smiled casually, "My mother beat me after she got something, and I couldn't get out of bed after beating."

"Stop talking." Qin Youbing realized that his voice was trembling slightly as soon as he spoke.

"I'm really useless." Fang Chiyao curled up his index finger and gently stroked his red eye corners, "If I hadn't complained, nothing would have happened afterwards, and my parents would still be the same as before. They're a model couple."

Qin Youbing reached out and grabbed his fingers, exerting force unconsciously.

"After that, I escaped from my mother, and my mother moved away not long after, and our family was separated." Fang Chiyao took his hand back and rubbed it gently, "The whole summer vacation , I almost slept in the Internet cafe, and then my grandmother pulled me out, she told me that my grandfather left, before leaving, he told my grandmother to take good care of me, but I didn’t even see him for the last time.”

His voice was very flat, as if he was telling someone else's story.

Qin Youbing looked up at him with blurred eyes, trying to see a sad expression on his face, but there was none.

"My mother said that I ruined the whole family." Fang Chiyao even smiled faintly, "My grandparents, grandparents, parents, all suffered a great blow because of my complaint. It is a dream that my parents have been weaving for 18 years."

"Don't say it, don't say it..." Qin Youbing couldn't hold back anymore, leaned over and sealed his lips.

"I'm fine." Fang Chiyao put his arms around him and said against his lips.

"Then now." Qin Youbing left him slightly, looked straight into his eyes, and asked the words he had rehearsed countless times in his mind, "Have you recovered yet?"

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