Nanfeng Zhiyi

Song Xiyou handed him a photo.The corners of the photo have turned yellow and are very old.Above are two men with a child.One of them that Gu Nanfeng met was Song Xiyou's father, that child was naturally Song Xiyou, and the other...

"The other person is my father." Song Xiyou said while holding his hand, "It's been more than 20 years. Now there is only this one photo left." In the past, there were many photos of their family together. When Song Canglan was sick, he was afraid of irritating Song Xiyou. All burned.

Gu Nanfeng looked at him, and gently stroked the little Song Xiyou in the photo with his fingers. In this photo, he was only about seven or eight years old, sitting next to his father and father and smiling happily. He had never been on his face. I have never seen such a bright smile on my face.He never knew that Song Xiyou could laugh so hard that his teeth showed.He looked at Song Xiyou's father, he smiled softly in the photo, he should be friendly, he and Song Xiyou and Tuantuan's eyebrows and eyes are very similar, and they are also very similar to the Ji Beichen I saw today.Song Xiyou's unique light amber pupils probably inherited from him.He knew very little about this man, and Song Xiyou rarely mentioned it.

He didn't even know what Song Xiyou had gone through to turn such a bright young man in the photo into the cold and heartless person when he first met him.

"You never told me this." Gu Nanfeng said self-consciously, "Your past, never let me touch it. Xiyou, I am your lover, the one who will accompany you all your life, I love you You, I want to know everything about you. Whether it’s sweet, sour, or bitter, I want everything you give me. But you’ve been hiding in my heart, making me feel like I’m not your family, and I’m not qualified to share All of you."

Song Xiyou lowered his eyes. After he was with Gu Nanfeng, he only wanted to give him all the good feelings he could, love him well, and guard their home. He never thought of telling him the dusty past. , Let him face the smoky past with himself.He didn't expect Gu Nanfeng to care so much about these things.

"I'm sorry." Song Xiyou hugged his shoulders and kissed him lightly, "I know you are willing, but it doesn't mean I am willing. Nanfeng, I promise you that no matter what happens in the future, I will tell you, one word Not a single punctuation mark is missed."

"Yeah." Gu Nanfeng embraced him, "I want to know everything, and I can't hide anything."

"it is good."

20 年前

Song Xiyou has a warm home.

The family is rich and the parents are harmonious, which is enviable.Soon he will have a lovely younger brother.

Obviously everything is so beautiful.

"Dad, I'm back."

"Xiaoyou is back!" Yuan Jing looked at her son, and beckoned him to come to him and lovingly wipe off the sweat from Song Xiyou's little head, "I see you are sweating profusely from running. Go find Xiaoyang again. ?”

"Yeah. That guy Wen Yang was clamoring for me to eat with him. I finally got rid of him. I was exhausted. Dad, I'm hungry." Song Xiyou was only 15 years old at the time, and he was in the first year of high school. Like to make trouble.Wen Yang is only eight years old and still a kid.

"Dad, did little brother kick you today?" Song Xiyou looked at his father's chubby belly and said, Yuan Jing's complexion was reddish and he stroked the swollen belly in front of him with a smile. His light amber eyes were full of tenderness. When Song Xiyou was born in Nian, he hurt his body, and he never conceived another child. Song Canglan, who loves children so much, even treats the children of the Wen family as his own. He has always felt guilty about this. , although he couldn't get rid of it on his face, he was still happy from the bottom of his heart, "Him? He's making trouble inside every day. It's even more noisy than when you were inside."

"Ah! I touched his little feet! Haha!"

"Hehe, it seems that my brother likes you very much! Xiaoyou will be a good brother in the future! Don't bully him." Xiao Yang, who likes to bully the Wen family because his son likes to bully the Wen family, made an agreement with Song Xiyou not to bully his brother.

"Of course! He's my brother!"

The father and son were chatting happily when Song Canglan came back.

"You're back." Yuan Jing welcomed her husband with joy.

"Dad!" Song Xiyou looked at his father, and Song Canglan wearily pulled the corner of his mouth at his son, patted his shoulder and said, "Xiaoyou, go play outside for a while, I have something to talk to your dad about."

"Oh..." Song Xiyou went out to play.

He didn't know what the two fathers said, let alone what happened, he only knew that his father was going to move the next day.They left the duplex bungalow and moved into a small one-bedroom, two-bedroom apartment.Song Xiyou asked Yuan Jing if something happened to his father's company, if Wen Lan went bankrupt, Yuan Jing just smiled and patted his head every time and said it was okay, they would have a big house soon.Song Xiyou felt strange and just nodded.

It's just that the house got smaller, but something else happened soon: Song Canglan came home later and later, and the frequency became less and less.Yuan Jing also went to teach others with a big belly in order to supplement the family.

"Xiao Jing, I'm sorry." Song Canglan gently held Yuan Jing's thin hand, "I let you suffer with me while pregnant with the child."

"What nonsense." Yuan Jing gently touched her belly, looked at Song Canglan with tenderness in her beautiful eyes, and stroked his cheek with one hand, "We have been together for more than ten years, you know I don't like hearing you say this Three words. Being together as a family is more important than anything else." He put Song Canglan's hand on his stomach, and Song Canglan felt his youngest son's fetal movement moved him infinitely. He wrapped his arms around Yuan Jing and whispered in his ear, "Little Jing ,I love you."

Yuan Jing didn't say anything but hugged him tightly.

Seeing this scene, Song Xiyou also felt warm in his heart.

Well, our family can overcome any difficulties together.

It's a pity that the sky didn't come true, because Wen Tang, who cooperated with Song Canglan, tried to break up Wenlan, and even used it to attack Song Canglan.Song Canglan was tired of coping with Wen Tang's pressure and went out early and returned late every day. Song Xiyou could feel the fatigue of his father and father, and he couldn't do anything to help him, so he went to school obediently, so as not to cause trouble for the two of them.

But trouble is not something that you won't patronize if you don't want to provoke it.Song Canglan finally chose to give up on Wenlan, and took his family to the place where Yuan Jing's parents were in City B to start over.I thought it would be safe and sound.But that day an unexpected visitor appeared in their home, which completely broke the peace of their home.

"Uncle Wen" Little Song Xiyou looked at the man in a suit and leather shoes in front of him, and he was really upset. He knew that it was because of this villain that they got to where they are today.

"Why are you here? Alan isn't here." Yuan Jing looked at Wen Tang with an unkind expression, and Wen Tang ignored the unwelcome look in his eyes, and said cheekily, "I'm here to see you. Don't you invite me in for a sit down? "

Yuan Jing hesitated for a while and let him in, but sent Song Xiyou out, but Song Xiyou played tricks and hid in the porch to watch them without going out.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wen, there's nothing to entertain in my humble home. Just tell me what's going on." Yuan Jing made no secret of her inner dissatisfaction.Wen Tang had expected it a long time ago and didn't care about what he said.

"I heard you were leaving."

"If you're just here to say goodbye, then you don't have to. If you have nothing to do, please go back!"

"Xiao Jing, can't you talk to me well?" Wen Tang was irritated by his alienated attitude.

"Don't call me that! You are not qualified!" Yuan Jing stood up, the child in her belly was a little fussy and he had to comfort the child.

"I'm not qualified and he is qualified"

"Alan is your friend, but you forced him to a dead end. Wenlan is not yours alone. Alan's contribution to Wenlan is no less than yours. Without him, you thought Wenlan would have the scale it is today ?"

"Yuan Jing, you are really unfeeling, A Lan is really affectionate, you said he is my friend, does he treat me as a friend? Doesn't he do too many nasty things behind my back? You think I'm despicable, How noble do you think Song Canglan is? If it wasn’t for him, the person by your side would be me! It’s me!”

"You...what did you say?" Yuan Jing's figure swayed, and she supported the wall so as not to fall.

"Hmph, yes, why did Song Canglan tell you these things? He clearly knew what I wanted, but he designed me to sleep with Cheng Xi so that I had to marry her. If your relationship is so noble, is my relationship just a joke? Ask me for me." Why does he treat me like this and continue to work with me like nothing happened? I see him every day, and I have to pretend to be a brother and friend in front of him. I am tired of acting, so I have a showdown with him. Wen Lan has him , I will do everything I can to destroy Wenlan, at worst I have nothing, so he chose to hand over his shares. He ruined my life. Is it too much for me to only have a little bit of his shares now? If there is no Song Canglan, you will marry me Yes! But I still have to watch the person I love fall in love with others from time to time, am I not innocent?" Wen Tang's tone was very excited.

Yuan Jing and Wen Tang are childhood sweethearts who grew up together, and Song Canglan is their high school classmate.Yuan Jing never liked Wen Tang since he was a child. Even if he knew that there was a so-called marriage contract between the two of them, he had always regarded Wen Tang as a friend.

"I believe Alan, we have been together for more than ten years. I know what kind of person he is." Yuan Jing supported his stomach, as if the child in his stomach was making a fuss, his expression was a little painful, Said, "Wentang, um...you are wrong, I have never liked you. I would not be with you even without Alan! Let's break up today, uh...don't come again in the future .I never want to see you again. Please get out immediately!"

"Hehe...hehe...what right do you have to say such things to me now." He clamped his jaw, "I want you now, let's see how you are still with Song Canglan." Wen Tang pushed him against the wall and kissed his lips hard.

Yuan Jing immediately struggled, trying to push him away, "Umm... ah... let go! Let go of me, you lunatic!"

"Crazy haha, yes! I've been crazy for a long time!"

Wen Tang pressed tightly on him, the child in Yuan Jing's stomach was frightened and kept moving, Yuan Jing felt cramps in his abdomen, his strength was not as strong as Wen Tang's and he couldn't break free while carrying the child.

"Let go of my dad!" Song Xiyou, who had been hiding in the entrance, saw that something was wrong, stepped forward and lifted Wen Tang, and Wen Tang bumped into the table beside him without warning.Song Xiyou supported Yuan Jing's shoulder, "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

"Uh... ah... um... Xiaoyou..." The child in Yuan Jing's belly kicked uncomfortably, Yuan Jing only felt a burst of severe pain in her abdomen, and a warm current gushed out from under her body soon.

"Blood! Dad, you're bleeding!" Song Xiyou panicked, he barely supported Yuan Jing's falling body.Yuan Jing was in so much pain that he couldn't speak clearly, but he still held onto Song Xiyou's hand tightly. Song Xiyou's hands were shaking in a panic. He walked to the phone tremblingly and called an ambulance in a panic.

"Xiao Jing, Xiao Jing, what's wrong with you? Yuan Jing!" Wen Tang woke up suddenly, he got up to look at Yuan Jing, Song Xiyou waved his hand away, "Go away, don't touch my dad! You bastard! "He ran over to hug Yuan Jing, Yuan Jing's body gradually became cold, and his consciousness gradually became confused. He lay in his son's arms and murmured, "Alan... baby... our baby... Alan... okay It hurts...I hurt so much..."

"Dad, don't be afraid, Dad will be back soon. Don't be afraid." Song Xiyou comforted Yuan Jing, but he was terrified, his mind was muddled, the blood under Yuan Jing's body became more and more, and his consciousness became more and more The more blurred it became, Song Xiyou didn't know what to do.

"Don't...don't procrastinate...you have to go to the hospital right away!" Wen Tang wanted to pick him up, but Song Xiyou insisted on not letting him touch his father, and Wen Tang became anxious, "Xiaoyou, be obedient, if this continues, father will I can't live." Song Xiyou heard that his dad would not live and was afraid that he had no choice but to let go, Wen Tang picked up Yuan Jing and sent him to the hospital without delay.

Yuan Jing has been in the operating room for more than an hour.There is no news at all.Only Song Xiyou and Wen Tang, covered in blood, were left waiting outside the operating room in embarrassment.

"Xiaojing! Xiaoyou, how is your dad?" Song Canglan rushed over as soon as he got the news.Seeing his father grabbing him, Song Xiyou sobbed and said, "Dad, dad, I bleed a lot... dad hurts... little brother... woo..."

Song Canglan got a rough idea of ​​what he said intermittently, but he was also frightened by his appearance.He patted him on the back to comfort him.

"Canglan, I..." Wen Tang called out to him, not knowing what to say to him.Song Canglan felt angry when he saw him.

"Why are you here?" Song Canglan grabbed his collar, "Did you come to find Xiao Jing and what did you say to him?"

"Are you afraid of what I'll say to him?" Wen Tang turned his head away from his eyes with a guilty conscience.

Song Canglan was completely angry, and Wen Tang tightened his grip on him, feeling a little out of breath.Song Xiyou called him, and he came back to his senses and let him go.Wen Tang began to cough violently.

"roll!"

Wen Tang had no choice but to get up and leave.Song Xiyou stepped forward and said to Song Canglan, "Dad, dad, will he die?"

"No. Dad, I will still have my brother well, and our family will always be together." Song Canglan put his arms around his son's shoulders.

Time passed lazily, Song Canglan's hands and feet were stiff, and the cold sweat on his palms hadn't dried up.

I don't know how long I waited, but the doctor came out. Yuan Jing's fetal gas had a blood collapse, and many people who lost blood had already passed away.The fetus has been suffocated in the womb for too long, and it has been aborted and cannot be rescued.How could Song Canglan dare to believe that when he went out in the morning, his lover who was still smiling for him and tidying up his neckline, and the child who was obediently bobbing in his father's belly at that time, now told him that his lover and son were gone .Song Canglan rushed into the operating room recklessly, only to see Yuan Jing lying on the cold operating table.The corners of Song Canglan's brows trembled slightly, and he slowly stretched out his trembling hands to gently lift off the white cloth covering his body. Yuan Jing's bloodless face was in front of him, and Song Canglan's tears could no longer hold back, big and big Hitting Yuan Jing's lifeless face, he tremblingly held up his hypothermic face, kissed his forehead, eyelids, cheeks and lips with tears in his eyes, "Xiao Jing, it's me, I'm here, Ah Lan is here, here's me No one will bully you anymore. Open your eyes and look at me, baby, open your eyes, please open your eyes...I'm going to be angry...I beg you...Open your eyes... ...Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow..." Song Canglan lay on top of Yuan Jing and wept loudly, a man in his forties crying like a child.Even doctors who have long been used to watching life and death couldn't bear to stop.

Song Xiyou looked at his father lying on the hospital bed and his crying sad father. His heart was very confused, his mind went blank, and he even forgot about his sadness. It wasn't until his legs went limp and fell to the ground that he realized that he was crying. His face was already covered with tears.

Why? !

why? !

Why do you treat me so? !

The author has something to say:

I know that I feel like shit when I write it, but Xiao Gong is quite pitiful.Please don't dislike me.