Chapter 50 Purple Blood Pei Yan realized at that time that long-term alcohol abuse really eats away at people's nervous system.
This was obviously a symptom of chronic alcohol poisoning, and his mind was not clear.
Some of the things the old man said were actually illogical and unconscious.
They made no sense and made no sense.
When the three sentences didn't agree, the father and son took action.
There are very few particularly vicious people in this world.
Many times, malice does not originate from the original intention, but comes from confusion, paranoia, and old knots.
However, it tortures the loved ones around us for many years, which is very sad.
Tables and chairs collided and overturned, and debris flew around the room.
Pei Yan was pushed to the corner by the door by Zhuang Xiao.
Zhuang Xiao stepped back to the wall, took the palm of his hand and flicked his father away, then dodged sideways, dodged, kept dodging punches and kicks, and dodged again.
Pei Yan was stunned and saw the world.
He has seen many big scenes in the ring and on the set with gunfire and blood flying everywhere, but he has never seen a father and son fight in front of him.
He really couldn't get involved.
It's none of his business, he's an outsider, he can't solve it.
Zhuang Xiao just blocked, dodged, and retreated without fighting back.
He rolled over the table and retreated step by step to the kitchen window.
He dodged one palm by turning sideways, then stretched out his hand to catch the second palm, and pushed it back to prevent his father's palm from hitting the window glass.
If it was damaged, he would have to go to the hospital.
It's been many years.
Such scenes can evoke many memories, unpleasant and discordant, absurd and dark.
At that time, the old man was still young, with a strong body and strong strength.
He could beat people effortlessly and could beat his son until his head was covered with blood.
Zhuang Xiao's memory of his boyhood is a wonderful modern martial arts blockbuster.
There are wine bottles, fists and feet, belts and strips, as well as being stripped naked and forced to kneel in the snow in the winter, with many visible and invisible scars.
These situations seem to be present in the film Purple Blood, which won the Best Actor Award.
It is so easy to play yourself, and you will definitely win the award.
At that time, he was still thin and not so tall.
His temper was much more stubborn than now, and he was also very capable of talking back and swearing.
Later, Zhuang Xiao stopped talking back and was too lazy to speak, so he just hit.
After the beating, I suddenly woke up one day and realized that I could no longer beat my son.
In the Kung Fu circle, the waves behind push the waves ahead.
As dynasties change, the waves in front are beaten to death on the beach.
Who is stronger in this room, who will beat whom?
The window glass was shaken by fists and feet and was shaking to pieces.
Pei Yan rushed forward and got between the two of them to stop him.
Zhuang Xiao shouldered him away.
When Zhuang Xiao deflected the old man's palm, his arm crossed the half-broken wine bottle.
The handle of the wine bottle was held in his father's hand.
A line of blood burst out from his wrist, dripping blood on the ground.
Zhuang Xiao covered his wrists and stood by the wall without saying a word.
The newly bought suit was also splattered with blood.
The old drunkard was stunned by the bloody idea.
He didn't want to hurt his son, so he immediately let go of the wine bottle in his hand.
Pei Yan suddenly became angry at that time.
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He has been holding it in for a long time.
This thing is a test of his patience.
He usually suffers from internal injuries after holding it in for half an hour.
If the powder keg wants to explode, who are you?
"Why did you hit him?
"Why does he still care about you?
What's wrong with you?
"If you want him to get out, I will take him out now and never come back to see you again.
If he wants to come back, I won't let him come back."
It doesn’t matter whose uncle you are.
"How old are you?
Do you think you are still awesome?
"I'll give you a chance.
I don't have the same experience as you.
I can throw your old bones from a six-story building with three or five palms.
Believe it or not.
If he doesn't beat you, I want to beat you.
Come on, you beat me.
I will never do it today."
Let you" Pei Yan stared at the person and yelled.
He roared for almost three minutes.
He was so fierce that he was probably heard in the corridor.
When he went out and relied on his momentum to win a battle, he yelled at the man in front of him who was regarded as his "father-in-law" and sat there, falling into a dull and dazed state.
I was tired of chasing my son all over the house.
I was wheezing and panting.
I stopped fighting for the time being and wanted to rest for a while.
Pei Yan turned around, his angry look disappeared immediately, and he looked nervously at the bleeding place: "Is something wrong?
Do you want to go to the hospital?"
"Go to some hospital," Zhuang Xiao whispered, "Just make a small cut."
The place where the cut was made was also a coincidence, just like the position and technique of cutting the wrist, a line of blood cut through the skin of the vein.
I want to find something to press on to stop the bleeding.
Zhuang Xiao dug into his pockets but found no tissue.
He took out a handkerchief from the breast pocket of his shirt.
It was the Forbidden City-style silk embroidered handkerchief that Mr.
Pei had given him that day.
When Zhuang Xiao saw it was this handkerchief, he quickly stuffed it back into his pocket to avoid splattering blood.
Zhuang Xiao walked into the back room through the mess, found a band-aid and gauze from the drawer, tore the gauze apart with his teeth, and wrapped it around his wrist.
Zhuang Xiao looked apologetic, turned around and said to Pei Yan: "I'm really sorry for today, otherwise, please tell your parents."
"I know, don't worry about those little things."
Pei Yan's eyes suddenly turned red.
He put his arm around Zhuang Xiao's waist: "Go back to my place first, and don't stay here anymore."
The way he hugged Zhuang Xiao, he couldn't help but hug him tightly into his arms.
Do you need someone to protect you from the wind and rain?
I'm here with my wings spread.
Just like many times before, on the set, on the wire rope tens of meters high, under the hooves of the galloping horses, Zhuang Xiao would protect him without hesitation.
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He knows the other person too well.
If there is anyone in this world who dares to hit Zhuang Xiao but Zhuang Xiao doesn't fight back, it is this very troublesome Uncle Zhuang.
On the table in the living room is a cake box that has been squeezed out of shape.
It looks messy, but the cake is still good in nature.
It is produced by a famous French pastry chef.
It has pure blood and must taste very good.
"Originally, this cake was bought for my father and my mother.
OK, now I'll leave it for you to eat."
Pei Yan suppressed her grievances, then turned around and said reluctantly, "It's the same for you to eat.
Actually, I don't care.
But can you be kinder to your son in the future?
Why do I think he is such a good person?
Why would you bully him?"
I didn't bully him, I didn't bully him, you bullied him, the old guy seemed to be saying these words.
Zhuang Xiao left some money on the table, straightened the collar of his suit, and said, "Drink less wine, and buy more food that normal people can eat."
I'm used to not looking at people and showing no expression when talking.
After a pause, Zhuang Xiao said to his father before leaving: "Mr.
Pei met me while filming.
We are ordinary friends.
Please don't misunderstand me and don't talk nonsense to reporters, okay?"
As for whether Mr.
Zhuang, who is addicted to alcohol, will talk nonsense in front of reporters, I really can't control it.
Uncle Zhuang's eyes seemed to have a hook, and they were always hooked on Pei Yan.
He looked at the back of Pei Yan as he walked out, shaking his head.
After exiting the door and closing it, Pei Yan immediately said, "I don't care if you tell him what our relationship is."
Zhuang Xiao said: "I care."
Zhuang Xiao originally insisted that the two of them go back to their homes separately, but Pei Yan grabbed the car keys and asked Zhuang Xiao to sit in the passenger seat while he drove Zhuang Xiao's car.
"Let the paparazzi hate you for everything you've done, and they'll be waiting to catch you for your faults," Zhuang Xiao said.
"You can see it when you look at it," Pei Yan said.
"Whoever dares to take pictures of me will smash their car."
His mother's call came in again.
Pei Yan connected the car headphones: "Mom, we two have something to do today.
I'm sorry, but we have to go to eat."
Ms.
Xu was mentally prepared, but she must be very disappointed: "Oh, your friend can't come."
Pei Yan said: "He is busy, busy with some personal matters."
"Then can you come over and have a meal with us, little monkey?"
Xu Qishang said, "You are usually away from home, and in a few days you will go out to film."
Zhuang Xiao winked at him: Go quickly and stay with your parents.
"Do I have to accompany him?"
Pei Yan had no choice but to coquettishly tell his mother, "Oh, something happened temporarily.
He didn't mean to break the appointment.
He originally bought a new suit and bought you a gift.
He wanted to see you very formally.
You guys, don’t feel unhappy and blame him, it’s not his fault.”
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Xu Qichang probably said a few words to his father, and then said to him: "Okay, forget it today, you guys can be busy.
It's just that the master bought a lot of vegetables and brought his apprentice over, and he had to apologize to him and send him away. go back."
Pei Yan hurriedly said: "Everyone is here, don't send me back, you two can enjoy a good meal."
Xu Qishang said: "Your father and I will eat a table full of delicacies from all over the world.
We can only eat for you and we usually cook a pot of braised noodles for one meal."
Zhuang Xiao could hear most of the conversation coming from the headphones.
He turned his eyes away and looked out the window, his mouth tightly closed.
The Pei family's parents are very decent people, and they don't live here usually.
They came all the way, obviously just to see him.
In the end, we still missed the appointment and let people down.
He shouldn't have agreed to have this meal with Pei Yan's parents.
With his original temper, he didn't want to eat this meal at all.
It didn't seem like something he would agree to.
Just to make Yanyan happy and not wanting to disappoint those around her, she can only keep pushing herself.
Zhuang Xiao pulled off the newly bought tie around his neck.
The collar of his shirt was so tight that he almost suffocated.
One foot was already on the edge.
Pei Yan took the person directly back to his apartment, ignoring whether there were paparazzi lurking at his door.
He also lives in a single apartment, with two bedrooms and one living room, with simple layout and furnishings.
He originally lived alone, but the area was too big for him and he found it deserted and easy to get lost.
He bought two takeaway lunches downstairs.
Private kitchen food has become a box lunch, which is sad.
What I bought was the most expensive luxury bento, which was Japanese-style grilled eel rice with seafood tempura and salmon arctic clam sushi, as well as the red ginger slices and wasabi potato salad that both of them loved.
But the two of them ate slowly across the table, and what was hard to swallow was their mood.
Zhuang Xiao kept silent and ate.
Pei Yan raised his eyes and glanced.
With an unexpected speed, he took a large piece of mustard from the other party's lunch box and stuffed it into his mouth.
"What are you doing?
“Too much, spicy” Zhuang Xiao couldn't bear it, and finally couldn't hold himself back and said happily: "Spit it out quickly."
Pei Yan chewed this large piece of mustard very hard, her eyes suddenly turned red, she was forced to burst into tears, her nose and eyes were wrinkled, and she choked: "Fuck, the taste is so fucking bad, so stinky tofu and chive flowers."
There are so many things, who the hell loves to eat this?"
Zhuang Xiao held his chin and held it for him with his hands: "Spit it out quickly."
Pei Yan wrinkled her nose: "You have to share the joys and sorrows with me, don't you have a taste of how embarrassing it is?"
He pulled Zhuang Xiao over and covered his lips, sharing the mustard together.
Zhuang Xiao broke away from his forced kiss and quickly drank a glass of ice water.
It was so unpalatable that he choked to death.
Pei Yan stretched out his tongue that was dyed green, showed it to Zhuang Xiao, and exhaled "hissing".
Zhuang Xiao called him "sick".
Pei Yan wiped the moisture from his eyes, blew his nose, and with a look of embarrassment on his face, he leaned forward and kissed the dimple on the side of Zhuang Xiao's face.
Brother Xiao, you made me smile.
Zhuang Xiao kissed him back, their lips touching each other.
You see, Yanyan ate mustard just to make him happy.
Pei Yan took out the medicine box and bandaged Zhuang Xiao again.
In his medicine box, there are all kinds of ointments and ointments for external use to treat bruises and injuries.
It is simply too complete.
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Zhuang Xiao couldn't help but frown: "You are often injured."
Pei Yan said: "What do you think?"
Zhuang Xiao said: "What are you doing at home?"
"I didn't do anything."
Pei Yan said with a smile, "My mother prepared a box of medicine for me, and I had to change it every six months.
I was afraid that the medicine would expire, so the medicine was often wasted before it was even used. ” He pulled off the gauze that Zhuang Xiao had made a mess of, disinfected and cleaned it with cotton swabs, applied a layer of ointment, and finally rewrapped it with clean gauze, and wrapped a white "wrist guard" around Zhuang Xiao's wrist.
Zhuang Xiao picked out everything from his medicine box and looked at it: "They are all for external use."
Pei Yan said: "I have never suffered internal injuries."
"Really?"
Zhuang Xiao said, "I will let you suffer an internal injury one day." "" Pei Yan showed no fear, "You are awesome, come here tonight."
Zhuang Xiao touched his face: "I can't bear to let you suffer internal injuries."
Pei Yan was taking a shower.
Zhuang Xiao's wrist was injured, so he didn't go in to wash it.
He wandered around the room, his footsteps soundless, looking around.
This was his first time back to where Pei Yan lived.
The furniture in the house is simple and comfortable, and the household items look very tasteful.
They are definitely not cheap.
I guess it was the Pei family's mother who selected and decorated them for her son.
The bedroom is just a simple and rough big bed.
There was a large-screen TV opposite the bed.
Zhuang Xiao thought of Mr.
Pei's shameful "hobbies" and quietly dug into the drawer of the TV cabinet.
He even had to perform various martial arts while sleeping without feeling tired.
He lifted the pillow.
Under the pillow was the magazine, and the cover was a photo of the two of them together.
The outline of his abdominal muscles is full of shadows, while Pei Yan's head is dripping with water and moisture is oozing from his chest.
He flipped through it casually, and turned to the inner pages about the two of them.
The pages were so ragged that they looked like they were dug out of the ground.
His chest and abdominal muscles were wrinkled and even had wet marks.
I wonder what shameless things the pervert had done to his body in the photo.
If the two were not a couple, they would think it was vulgar and disgusting; but between the two of them, it's quite sweet just thinking about it.
The sound of water in the shower was intermittent.
Pei Yan called him: "Sir Zhuang" Pei Yan opened the door a crack: "Hey, I forgot to bring clean clothes.
Please help me get them."
"Just take any set from the drawers of the five-drawer cabinet in the bedroom."
Pei Yan's voice passed through the moist water vapor.
The clothes in the cabinet are basically black, white and gray, so you can just grab a set without having to choose.
Zhuang Xiao walked to the door of the bathroom, and the crack in the door suddenly opened up in front of his eyes, and light came out.
One hand grabbed his clothes, then hugged his waist, and without any explanation, he carried him into the bathroom.
Zhuang Xiao was wearing a shirt and trousers, and there were stains on the front and back of his trousers.
There were even half-foot marks on the outside of his thighs, which were caused by Uncle Zhuang's hands and feet.
The light in the bathroom makes the atmosphere appear ambiguous and emotional in silence.
Pei Yan hugged him, her eyes a little serious and stubborn.
The two quietly comforted each other with kisses.
Pei Yan leaned against the wall and held Zhuang Xiao's head in his arms.
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"I'm sorry," he said, "I'm apologizing to you all because of me."
"You're here again, why are you apologizing?"
Zhuang Xiao buried his face in his neck and bit his shoulder.
"You should save up all the apologies you owe others in the past twenty years and tell me."
Zhuang Xiao said to him again.
Zhuang Xiao put his whole weight on his shoulders and rubbed his face against his neck.
A gesture of weakness that I had never seen before.
This kind of weakness can only be shown between two people in private.
It can't be said that he regretted luring Zhuang Xiao back, but Pei Yan knew in his heart that if he hadn't tried every means to hook him back to the country, Zhuang Xiao wouldn't have had to relive such a purple blood.
There is a layer of mist on the horizon of Southern California.
The quiet valleys, harvest vineyards, and humus soil exuding the rich smell of horse manure are driving on the country roads, watching the sunset, and walking freely between heaven and earth.
Some people may be destined to have indifferent relatives and wander around all their lives.
This is also a way of life, which was originally quite good.
The bad thing is that you insist on dragging the other person along and forcing the other person to come back and live the life you want.
These are two worlds.
Time in different worlds suddenly intertwined again, and the traces were revealed.
The ground was covered with messy shadows with torn scars.
It was so cruel to the person involved that he, a bystander, couldn't bear it.
"Would you like to come and make you feel more comfortable?"
Pei Yan unbuttoned Zhuang Xiao's collar, then slowly peeled off the shirt, exposing his shoulders and back, looking for the scars that had faded in color.
He pointed at the scattered pale white scars one by one and asked: "When did you get these?"
Zhuang Xiao said: "Old wounds have long been forgotten."
He asked: "It looks very old.
It was done ten years ago."
Zhuang Xiao said: "Maybe, I really don't remember."
He asked again: "It was done twenty years ago."
Zhuang Xiao didn't speak and responded with silence.
This trick is to fight fire with fire, forcing the other party to reveal the scars and tell the truth.
The injury ten years ago was a skin injury sustained during a fight scene on the set, a common occurrence for martial arts actors; the injury twenty years ago was a completely different matter.
Zhuang Xiao laughed out loud and kissed him: "This is nothing, so don't worry.
"My dad started fighting with me.
We were both very familiar with each other.
It was just the old guy's bad moves back and forth.
As soon as he made a move, I knew what he was going to do.
I could take back any number of slaps.
He can still beat me now.
"In fact, he can't beat me a long time ago.
He couldn't beat me ten years ago.
He's drunk and his bones are brittle.
I'm too lazy to be serious with him.
What are you worried about?
What are you worried about about me?"
Zhuang Xiao smiled handsomely, pinched Pei Yan's face, and pulled it.
He was really not used to the sentimental melancholy on Mr.
Pei's face.
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Is unhappiness contagious?
The wine bottles clinked and rolled down the steps, and the quarrels and noises seemed to still echo in my ears.
The grumpy man sitting in the dark corridor was no longer his opponent.
There was a layer of moisture between his eyebrows, and the sheets and mattress were wet.
Pei Yan pressed Zhuang Xiao and kissed off all the scars he could find on this man one by one.
It was as if after one kiss from him, the streaks from the belt or the scars from the burnt cigarette butts disappeared and no longer existed in the memory.
"I'm divorced and my legs are lame.
I will inevitably give up on myself and look for trouble because I don't like anyone."
Zhuang Xiao lay on the bed and explained, "He just drank his brain and became stupid.
He had mild Alzheimer's disease in the early years.
Symptoms are getting worse as I get older.
He is serious, sensitive, jealous, and suspicious, and he is easily grumpy and disowned.
In fact, he is not that malicious towards me.
There is no hatred between the two of us.
After all, he is his biological son and would not really want to kill me.
I sometimes pity him, so don’t take it seriously. ” Pei Yan shook his head.
I know it's not that simple, but I don't want to argue anymore.
I feel so distressed.
There were some old scars on the ribs and thighs, one after another, and he looked like they were caused by cigarette burns.
"You are mine."
He kissed Zhuang Xiao on the face, "Others can love so and so, but I will love you from now on." gd1806102: