Yin Yang paper

Qu He hurriedly went back to Uncle Quan's place to pack up his things and wanted to go back to Qu's house, but Uncle Quan tried to persuade him to stay, but Qu He wanted to explain to Qu Shuo that he had to act like a fool.

Seeing that he insisted, Uncle Quan had no choice but to give up, and sent someone to buy him a ticket to take him on the high-speed rail.

Not flying is the obsession of people in this circle.

Qu He got off the high-speed rail and took a taxi directly to the door of Qu's house without panting, but found something different. The bodyguards who usually hide in the dark surrounded the Qu's house tightly today.

Something happened, something must have happened!

Seeing Qu He, the gatekeepers didn't dare to stop them, so they had to call Qu Meng after opening the door: "The young master is back."

Qu He entered the door, threw his luggage on the spot and began to look for someone upstairs and downstairs, but no one was there, not even the steamed buns.He was even more anxious in his heart, and asked several people, but no one hesitated and refused to speak out. Qu He was so angry that he had to wait in the living room, sitting from four o'clock in the afternoon until almost seven o'clock, and had nothing for a day. I didn't even feel hungry after eating.

Around 07:30, someone hurried back from the outside.

"Crack!" The light in the living room suddenly turned on, and Qu Meng was a little messy, with a takeaway box in one hand and a steamed bun in the other: "Monkey."

Qu He was almost moved to tears by this very soft call, and forced herself to hold back, without saying a word, staring at Qu Meng with her right eye without blinking.

The steamed bun had already escaped from the rope and rushed towards Qu He. He didn't know what he had been fed these days, and felt that he had gained a lot of weight. He threw Qu He on the sofa and stuck out his tongue to lick it.

Qu He stroked the dog's head and finally moved it away, stroked his bright hair and asked Qu Meng who was clearing the dining table: "Where's Aunt An? Is my brother back? What happened at home, why are there so many people?"

Qu Meng lowered her head and fiddled with her chopsticks: "It's okay, Aunt An went to catch up with an old friend. I'm busy with the company and I haven't come back. I still bring the steamed buns. Come and eat, It's going to be cold."

Qu He naturally didn't believe it, stood up and looked at Qu Meng's clothes and said with a smile: "Are you from the company? Wearing flat shoes? Also, you haven't changed your skirt for a few days? Qu Meng, what the hell are you lying to me?" !! What the hell happened?"

Qu He had a bad premonition, and he became more determined in Qu Meng's dodging eyes, so he asked, "What happened to Aunt An? What's wrong? Is it serious? Tell me! What the hell are you talking to me!! "

"Yes, something went wrong!! But what's the use of telling you? How can you help?!" Qu Meng dropped the chopsticks in her hand. Unable to restrain emotions: "Don't make trouble!"

After finishing speaking, she didn't have the intention to hide herself, Qu Meng opened the chair and sat down, poured herself a glass of water and drank it clean.

Mantou was taken aback by the voices of the two, and sensed that the atmosphere was not right, so he rubbed his head against Qu He's calf.

Qu He calmed down, and said slowly: "Sister, I'm sorry, I have a bad attitude, but I have the right to know, I can't just pretend like I don't know anything like a fool, and feel that I have a good life every day. Fortunately, who knew that it was stolen, time was stolen, happiness was stolen, even life, even life was stolen! Do you really think I am a fool?"

Qu Meng blurted out: "You know?" Before he finished speaking, he knew he shouldn't mention it, so he turned his head and shut his mouth again.

Qu He's head slammed, his whole body shook, he leaned on the back of the sofa and laughed: "Heh, heh, you know that too? You all know it? It's just me, the client, I don't know Know?! Hehehe... what! What the hell am I?!"

Qu He was on the verge of collapse: "By the way, where is my brother? Where is my brother? He left Dali three days ago, did he come home because of Aunt An's accident? Where is he now? Is he in the hospital? I'll go find him He's going...I want him to stop...why doesn't he want to waste his life and save me!?"

Qu Meng's ears were buzzing from Qu He's yelling, she was already very uncomfortable and sad seeing Aunt An's situation in the hospital these two days, but Qu He wanted to step in at this juncture: "Enough! "

Qu Meng's anger went straight to her head, she stood up and strode to Qu He, and slapped her: "Smack!!!"

The crisp sound echoed throughout the living room.

Qu He felt dizzy from the sudden slap, but he regained consciousness.

"Are you still a three-year-old child?" Qu Meng said with trembling red palms: "Who doesn't understand such a simple truth? Do you feel that you are worthless? Do you think that other people are messing around? Kindly treat yourself like a donkey's liver and lungs." Why don't you think about why everyone is desperately trying to save you? Isn't it because you are the only child of the Qu family! If you die, who will be left in the Qu family?"

I don't know if he was fanned or what, Qu He didn't recover from Qu Meng's words for a long time.

Their biological siblings, after all, Qu Meng couldn't bear to see Qu He's dazed look, caressing Qu He's red and swollen cheeks and said softly: "How many people in the Qu family are jealous, and how many people are blocked? It’s not been a day or two since I’ve been thinking about it... my great-grandfather’s generation was tricked by villains, and since then, the daughters of the Qu family have been frail, with extremely low fertility, and died young There are not a few children. In my father’s generation, my father didn’t even inherit his eyes. My mother almost had a dystocia when she gave birth to her first child. In the end, she gave birth to me, a daughter. My father didn’t want to let her suffer any more. She continued to give birth, but her mother didn't agree, she wanted to pass on the incense to the Qu family, and she didn't want her father to become a sinner of the Qu family after a hundred years, unable to hold his head high in front of the ancestors."

Qu Meng had already burst into tears: "You are the root that our mother desperately wants to leave behind!!"

"For you, my mother lost her life. When my father learned about your fate, he thought of a way to remove your soul before you were born. Later, in order to keep you alive, he did everything he could to keep third brother. It cost him his life."

"Mom has only hugged me once, but dad has never hugged me." Qu Meng cried while clutching Qu He's collar: "You are not satisfied after everyone's love is given to you? So many people want to Let you live, live well! Is it that difficult? Is it difficult?"

Qu Meng's fist hit Qu He's shoulder very hard, but Qu He didn't hide.

The food on the table was already cold, the hour hand was ticking slowly, and the whole house was very quiet, except for Qu Meng's muffled crying.

Mantou hung his head and curled up beside Qu He's feet, rubbing against his ankles from time to time.

That night, the two of them didn't speak again.

Qu He silently sent Qu Meng, who was tired from crying, to the room, wiped her face clean, and covered her with a quilt.

But he stood by the window in the corridor for a long time, and finally walked to Qu Shuo's room for some reason and opened the door.

He got into the quilt and hugged the pillow, shrinking himself into a ball slowly, the tip of his nose was full of the smell of Qu Shuo, finally he couldn't help crying, he lost his composure with a headache, all the words in his heart Muttered: "Brother..."