After Sang Yu left the house, the two grandparents and grandchildren were left in the living room to sit opposite each other, Song Zhiyu closed her eyes and said nothing, her hands were folded on her legs, and the jewels could not cover the blue-white old folds.
The fruit tea wafted hot on the coffee table, which was the sweet fragrance of Sang Yu.
Lan Qin clenched the cup, staring at the reflection on the surface of the water, letting his fingers burn until they turned red.
The house was too big, the little fish weren't there, and everywhere was empty and silent.
"Grandma apologizes to you first," after a long time, Song Zhiyu exhaled gloomily, "I guess you have seen it through, when I proposed to exchange conditions with you, I made up my mind to ask for your picture, and it is up to you to decide whether to agree or not, it is all a pretext to lie to you." ” Lan Qin nodded, he guessed.
He let go of one hand, picked up the pen and wrote a few words and pushed it over, concerned about another question, "Grandma, are you tired of going upstairs?"
Song Zhiyu knew that her pace had been too fast recently, and she had been forced too hard, and she was prepared that Lan Qin would be disappointed or even angry, but she unexpectedly got such a reaction.
Her heart was sour, she pressed her temples hard, looked at his quiet eyebrows, and suddenly didn't know where to start if she was ready, and she couldn't bear to say it.
But a crusting pain in her brain reminded her that she didn't have much time to procrastinate.
"What can I do if I am tired, if not, you will meet me" Song Zhiyu snorted, "Qin Qin, what I want you to do is naturally beneficial to you, why do you even leave room for negotiation No matter how valuable the design drawings are, they are also used to create value, and they can go to a world-class jewelry show, it is their luck." ” Lan Qin glanced at Song Zhiyu deeply, put down the pen and paper, and opened the voice software to input, "They don't want such luck." ” The refusal without turning around made Song Zhiyu cold-faced, "I have made up my mind that oil and salt will not enter our ancestors and grandchildren for so many years, and now grandma is in trouble, a few pictures will make you so stubborn" Her tone became heavier, and she added heavy chips.
"Lan Qin, when you were trapped in the small building, I thought of a way to arrange for you to go to school, and find a special teacher to teach you to take the exam.
It was I who saw your graffiti and opened the back door of the Lan family's processing site to let you in, so that you could have the opportunity to contact the jewelry drawings for a long time, otherwise no matter how talented you are, you can only be buried for a lifetime. ” She pressed the handrail hard, raised her face slightly, and continued to exert pressure, "It is I who insist on not giving up the treatment of you, after you met Sang Yu, you repeatedly helped you get close to her and protect her, and as soon as she graduated, she was recruited into the rehabilitation center and gave her a stable job, these things must you remember better than me, do you still need me to tell you one by one?"
Lan Qin held the phone and stared at her intently, his fingertips pressed against the screen.
Song Zhiyu's back was straight and domineering, "Since you don't accept good words, then spread them out and talk about it, all when I'm asking you to reciprocate, you won't give it" Her voice fell, and the electronic voice on Lan Qin's mobile phone immediately replied, "If it weren't for grandma, I wouldn't have anything to do with the Lan family, I have everything I need to do with grandma, and none of the pictures in the group that need me to draw are neglected, except for the remuneration I deserve, I don't take any extra money, and I never ask for signature." ” Lan Qin asked her, "I didn't give back enough."
Song Zhiyu's face suddenly turned pale.
Lan Qin had always been so hard-working that she often forgot that he would retort fiercely, and he had never mentioned these words in the past.
But Song Zhiyu came to this point, she couldn't retreat, she pinched her palm and asked, "So this time I just asked you to come up with the design that has been done to solve the urgent need, I understand, you are painting for Sang Yu, so you will have aura more than anything else, but what I want is this aura Qinqin, the drawings are just drawings, is it worth you to give up so much?"
Drawings only.
Lan Qin's chest was full of ice ridges.
In the past few years, he has kneaded the love that he can't relieve into those pictures, and every line is the love and hope that he crushed and sketched.
His eyes were awe-inspiring, "It's not just a drawing, it's my feelings." ” Song Zhiyu was stunned by his answer, she suddenly screamed, "At the critical time to decide whether the group can turn over, you talk to me about your feelings."
She blurted out, "I tried my best to promote Sang Yu to come to you, I want you to return to a normal person and do what you should do, not to let you indulge in petty love" There was a dead silence in the living room.
Her unconsciously raised voice was unusually clear.
Sang Yu was standing outside the door, taking a few words in his ears, and his hand was frozen in the air when he hesitated to take out the key or ring the doorbell.
On the sofa, Lan Qin's eyelashes moved slowly, and he pressed his phone with difficulty, "It turns out that grandma asked Sang Yu to come to me, didn't she hope that I could be happy?"
Song Zhiyu's chest rose and fell, and she closed her eyes and steadied, "I hope you can be good and healthy, both physically and mentally." ” "There are many things in this world that are more important than emotional happiness," she said in a cold tone, "Since you were born as a descendant of the Lan family, you deserve the same rights as those brothers and sisters, Lan Qin, this is the second thing I want to talk to you about." ” "I'm not forcing you to dedicate drawings incognito, I want you to use your real identity and your design to personally represent the Lan family to participate in the exhibition."
Lan Qin's finger joints turned white.
Song Zhiyu straightened her back and looked at him for a moment, "There is still half a year left at the Paris Jewelry Show, by then, your operation has already ended, it is not difficult to step up vocal training, and it is not difficult to deal with simple social situations, you can do it." ” Lan Qin's eyes showed sharpness, and as her words deepened, they became more and more compelling.
He pointed to the core, "The person who should go is not me, it's Lan Jingcheng." ” "It's you," Song Zhiyu paused, and then said clearly, "I'm not satisfied with Jing Cheng's character, your own brother doesn't know anything except spending money, how can I rest assured that the Lan family will be in the hands of this kind of descendant, Lan Qin, the successor I really want is you." ” A simple sentence, loud and loud, crashed into Lan Qin's ears, he stared at Song Zhiyu for a long time, as if he had never heard such a ridiculous word.
He threw down his phone and wrote only four words in a messy manner, "My name is Lan Qin." ” The name itself represents his position.
All the children of the same generation of the Lan family are two-character names and are included in the family tree, and he, the only one-character name, has been excluded since birth.
Uncle made a big mistake, what does it have to do with him Just because of his inherently unchangeable pupil color, he curled up in the gloomy small building like a demon and survived, and he was the blue-faced and fanged "Blue Family Monster" in outside legends, and he deserved to be treated with contempt and ridicule, and was chased and insulted.
Even so, he still tries to live, foolishly hoping for the day when his life will change.
That day came.
In the early autumn of the sixteenth year, at the so-called banquet with a turbulent dark tide, he was never allowed to appear in public, and for the first time, someone sent him a well-fitting dress, wearing contact lenses that covered his eyes, and he dressed very similar to Lan Jingcheng, and was treated properly like the real young master of the Lan family.
He thought that his grandfather had finally figured it out and was willing to accept his existence.
In the end, it's just a trap.
The side branch of the uncle's line has been eyeing the group, but the grandfather has continuously reduced their right to speak, and there is a cousin in the side branch who can't hold his breath, and he has planned to use the banquet to kidnap Lan Jingcheng, and use his grandfather's favorite grandson as a threat to force him to give up power.
Sang Liancheng was a randomly selected tool, hired at a high price in the name of "protecting the young master", his cousin was not well prepared, and only gave Sang Liancheng a simple photo of the young master of the Lan family before the banquet, and asked to take the young master away at that time.
At that time, he was the same teenager as Lan Jingcheng, with a similar body shape, and it was easy to be mistaken.
The only time he appeared as a descendant of the Lan family was as a stand-in.
Replacing the much-loved eldest young master, he was taken away by Sang Liancheng as Lan Jingcheng, when the cousin found out, it was too late, the grandfather strategized, of course, he would not give in for an outcast, the cousin was angry and accidentally ignited the scene, when the fire was pervasive, only Sang Liancheng realized that he had been deceived and did not hesitate to turn back to save him.
Even if it was the person who kidnapped him, as long as he gave him kindness, he was extremely grateful, and when he stumbled, he loosened the clothes covering his mouth and nose, and used his wrist to block the burning and fallen wood for Sang Liancheng, and the flames took the opportunity to invade the open mouth and throat.
Before he fell unconscious, he felt dragged into a corner, and someone muttered sorry to him.
I'm sorry No one had ever said this to him.
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He was a little happy, thinking that his life would finally end, at least the temperature was hot, but he didn't expect to wake up in suffocation and severe pain.
Grandpa was late in finding help and took him out of the fire before he died, but Grandpa successfully used his serious injuries as an excuse to eradicate his uncle's side branch and eliminate dissidents in one fell swoop.
In front of the hospital bed, the old man who had never looked at him squarely smiled and said, "The different pupils surnamed Lan shouldn't exist, you are stronger than your uncle, and as a descendant of the Lan family, it is a little useful." ” The only hysterical time he had that night, he smashed the medicine bottle and rolled off the hospital bed, falling to the ground empty.
Not long after, the grandfather died of a violent illness, the power was transferred, the second uncle inherited, the grandmother seized a lot of the right to speak, and the Lan family officially shuffled, and he, as the object of grandma's attention, was put on a high platform when he was dying, which became the source of shame for the entire Lan family.
But if grandpa is alive, if grandma is innocent of him, does it really still exist?
Maybe it's more of a shame to face.
Such a group of people, such a so-called wealthy family, in order to repay his grandmother, he patiently supplied drawings, and it was the limit to face it calmly, even the major shareholder who came to the door last time to provoke, it was because he was his grandfather's loyal old department that he was still unable to accept him, and repeatedly tried to change the designer.
Now, grandma actually proposed that he take over Lan Qin's blood-colored lips curled up a little, and he laughed silently, laughing until his eyes were watery.
Song Zhiyu was pierced by his expression, and said solemnly: "Qin Qin, the Lan family treats you so much, you should have hatred, I will never object, but the best way to kill hatred is not to hold the Lan family in your own hands."
"What hurt you in the past, you get it with your ability, and let everyone in the Lan family bow down to you, this is what I am anxious to let you recover your health and find your voice, and what I really want you to do with your own hands" Lan Qin looked at Song Zhiyu quietly, seeing that her eyes were so red that she was so emotional.
He shook his head, "Grandma, you're wrong, for me, the best way is to stay away, forget, and completely cut off the relationship." ” Song Zhiyu held her breath.
Lan Qin said word by word with voice software: "I don't hate, and I don't know who to hate, I only know who I love." ” Sang Yu squatted outside the door with her knees crossed, clinging to the door panel, their conversation was not much, and she could hear it hazy, but she understood what Lan Qin meant, she covered her mouth, feeling his emotions, and tears overflowed wet her cuffs.
What Qin Qin wants is just for the Lan family to have someone who is really good to him.
Grandma thought she had made the most correct and rational choice, but for Lan Qin, it was also the coldest choice.
The lights in the living room were dazzling, and Song Zhiyu was slightly dizzy.
It's not that she is emotionless, but the proportion of feelings in her world is too small, so small that all the care and care for Lan Qin is mixed with purpose and evaluation.
Song Zhiyu can't watch the group miss the opportunity, no matter what Lan Qin's attitude is, she is determined to get the drawings.
She began to consider whether to reveal her illness in exchange for Lan Qin's soft-hearted consent.
But before she could speak, Lan Qin had already pressed the voice software again.
"Grandma, I always thought that we were simple family relations, so many things don't need to be calculated clearly."
"Now I understand."
"No wonder you often get along with me in an exchange."
"The original picture of Xiaoyu, I can't give it anyway, but I understand what you want, in exchange for you preparing for my surgery, I will re-improve the past few sets of designs, more suitable for the brand style, and make you satisfied."
"Whether the Lan family can turn over through the exhibition has nothing to do with me, and the last thing I can repay you is to give you this drawing."
Lan Qin stood up, "I've tired you today, I'll notify Uncle Chen to come over and ask him to send you back to rest, and before the operation, I will finish drawing the drawings." ” Song Zhiyu closed her eyes and mourned in her heart.
She also felt guilty and self-blamed for Lan Qin before, but at this moment, it has reached the top.
She has been vigorous and resolute all her life, and for the first time, she feels that she is ashamed of this child's clean and enthusiastic.
I was going to slow down, slower and slower again, and slowly induce him, but she really didn't have time.
Not bad.
Anyway, her life is short, and Qin Qin will be disappointed and sad.
As for the inheritance, she still has at least a few months to fight for and change his mind.
Song Zhiyu took a sip of the fruit tea brewed by Sang Yu, the faint sweet fragrance overflowed her lips and teeth, and she whispered: "Tell Xiaoyu that I didn't blame her, she did a good job." ” After speaking, she no longer had nostalgia, raised her head with her chest straight, elegantly picked up her bag, and walked to the door neatly.
Lan Qin was two steps behind her, and when she opened the door, he asked in a mechanical electronic voice, "Grandma, is there a reason for all your care for me?"
Song Zhiyu stopped and sighed, "It's a pity, yes." ” Lan Qin smiled, "When I was a child, I was incapable, I was bullied, and when I couldn't do anything, you were also very good to me." ” Song Zhiyu took a breath, turned to face him, and took out the words from her heart without concealment, "At that time, it was even more because I was responsible." ” Lan Qin was puzzled.
"The root of your mistreatment, that uncle with different eyes," Song Zhiyu straightened her slightly messy sideburns and said slowly, "Do you know why your grandfather hates him to the core, except that he almost ruined the Lan family's foundation, and because" Her eyes darkened, "He's my original fiancé." ” "Your grandfather has done a lot of sins, he deserves to die," Song Zhiyu laughed, "but you are pitiful, I can't turn a blind eye, but your features are too eye-catching, the more I help you, the more your grandfather hates you." ” Lan Qin's face was pale, and his blood had completely faded.
Song Zhiyu didn't start, "Qinqin, don't have illusions, a family like ours doesn't have pure ancestral and grandchild affection, and the Lan family, including me, is ashamed of your affection." ” "Sorry to disappoint you."
Lan Qin's long eyelashes trembled, he looked directly at Song Zhiyu, showed a light smile, his dry lips opened and closed silently, shook his head and said, "I'm used to it." ” This time the distance was too close, Sang Yu listened to it word for word, her heart ached, she bit her lip and got up, and hid around the corner of the corridor.
A few seconds later, the door opened from the inside, Song Zhiyu's heels clanged, and her back was as straight as ever.
Lan Qin came out late and watched her disappear into the elevator.
The corridor was empty, and the lights were white and dazzling.
Sang Yu's eyes were hazy with tears, and he curled up by the wall, looking at Lan Qin standing there alone, like a sculpture.
The deep sadness of empathy squeezed into her bones, and she couldn't bite her lip for a while, and the choked voice spilled faintly.
Lan Qin was shocked, hurriedly turned around, and before he could see clearly, he instinctively strode towards the most familiar voice, and through the cool air of late autumn, the two lines of sight collided and were entangled.
His little fish.
The ice that was frozen in Lan Qin's chest shattered in an instant.
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All the bitterness and confusion dissolved the moment I saw her.
Sang Yu faced his face, her emotions were even more broken, she couldn't get up, so she simply sat on the ground, raised her arms, and cried, "Qinqin, hug quickly." ” Lan Qin almost pounced.
There was no time to ask her why she would come back early, he hugged the girl's soft body tightly, his arms trembled and kept tightening, his head buried in her warm neck socket, panting back and forth, kissing his lips indiscriminately, and wanted to bite gently, he couldn't stop licking and sucking her sweetness, he couldn't wait to embed her into his body, blend into his bones and blood, every inch was close to her, and he couldn't bear the slightest distance.
Sang Yu was no longer depressed, hugged the back of his cold neck, sobbed and said, "I, I heard the back, Qin Qin wants to cry, just cry, I'm here." ” Lan Qin's teeth were bloody.
Sang Yu was close to his ear, kissing one after another, crying with tears on his face, but the words were clear, for fear that he would not hear it really, "You remember, you are not alone, you have me." ” "Lan Xiaoqin, you are mine, you don't need anyone else," she breathed down and insisted, "I love you, I don't need you to be very capable, you don't need to make much money, just because you are Lan Qin." ” Lan Qin knelt on the ground, lifted her soaked face with both hands, and couldn't wait to kiss her on the lips.
The hot tears and jin liquid are mixed together, and they melt on each other's lips and tongues that are eager to grind, wanting to give themselves and want to have each other.
Sang Yu's face was red, he gasped and tried to separate, and said with teary eyes: "I, I haven't finished talking yet, let's not have anything to do with the Lan family in the future."
Her eyes were red like rabbits, round and full of water, staring at him without blinking, "Qin Qin, the Lan family is in the jewelry business, if you have a shadow, then don't do design, it's very good to draw usually, don't make much money, this house is very big, we can change it to a small one, as long as we are tired of being together every day" Lan Qin's five organs were crushed by her crying, and the most gentle and delicate hands cherished it.
He pressed her against the wall and slammed her onto it.
Don't want to cry, he has her, why cry.
Just want to kiss her, feel her, and be sure that she belongs to him.
Sang Yu was a little hypoxic, and her whole body was sour from being sucked by him, and her head turned sluggishly, feeling that it was not enough.
Qin Qin suffered such a big grievance, how could it be enough to kiss him.
Sang Yu sniffed carefully, thinking of big things with what little brain capacity he had left.
She's at work today Every time she goes to work, in order not to be restrained when she is busy, she will wear a very light single-layer corset, with almost no cotton pads, light as nothing, and she is particularly comfortable.
When she wears it, she will feel round and plump when she touches it with her hands, and the cotton is soft and soft, if, if she leans on it I guess, it's very comfortable Sang Yu blinked her red and swollen eyes, when she was most sad and bitter, the effect of words was limited, so she should cover it with the most pleasant and sweet things.
Physical and psychological, simultaneous pleasure.
She made a decision, her face was so hot that she was dripping blood, her heart roared and she took the initiative to kiss Lan Qin's lips, holding on to the only strength she had left to push him away an inch.
His eyes were dark, churning with a bottomless attachment and longing.
Sang Yu called him softly, "Qinqin" She belongs to him, although she can't do it directly in one step, but she can belong to him part by part, step by step.
Sang Yu's breath was scorching, and he looked up at the location to make sure that this was a surveillance blind spot.
She struggled to raise her body beyond Lan Chin who was on her knees, and then Blushing and biting her lip, she threw her arms around Lan Qin's head and let him crash into his chest.
Lan Qin was unprepared, as if he had fallen head-on into two clouds of extremely fragrant rippling warm water, his mind went blank for a moment, and there was a loud buzz.
Sang Yu was panting quickly and lightly, itching all over her body, she opened her eyes wide, swallowed saliva dryly, and asked in a small voice: "Qin Qin, I'm not soft" gd1806102: