The Secret of Misfortune and Love

"Don't you believe it? When you bullied him, didn't you see the scar on his abdomen? Or you took him for a CT scan to see if there was anything missing in his stomach? Yin Qingkong, Yi Luoran's kidney weight, Is it heavy enough? He gambled everything because he was afraid that you would not be happy, but what about you? What did you do to him? You said that he ended up with you and went to work as usual? Then what do you want him to do? Cry to death? Kneel down and beg Don't you abandon him? Or pretend that you don't know the threesome that keeps you on two boats? Forget it, I won't tell you too much, you can think about it slowly, but it's fine now, since Yi Luoran Start again with a lover, I hope you don't bother him anymore, you don't deserve him to love you at all."

Zheng Mengtong turned to leave, but was pulled back by Zhao Bin, "Mengmeng, let's have a good talk!"

"Get out!" Zheng Mengtong threw him off, stepped on high heels and strode away with a proud back.

But the whole room was left stunned, and Yin Qingkong's face was ashen. He remembered that when the dress reconciled with him, it was very rough. He was obviously very uncomfortable, but he pressed his lips and tried his best to endure it. He asked about the wound on his abdomen, He lightly said it was appendicitis scar.

The reason why he didn't believe it all the time was because he thought it was not such a coincidence that even his own son didn't meet the transplant requirements, so why should it be Yi Luoran?

Thinking of the messages that Yi Luoran sent to himself every day during that month, he always asked what he was doing, saying that he missed him, but what about himself?Hugging others, talking nonsense to him, enjoying the pleasure of revenge...

And that night of violent buying and selling, he cried and asked his brother to beg him not to treat him like that, but what about himself, oh!I remembered that I was pinching his neck and pinching his chin, saying that my brother is not worthy of his name.

It's because I don't deserve to be his brother...

Some understand why Yi Luoran begged the manager to change his guest when she saw that it was him, Yin Qingkong, because how could she be a guest?

Even though we have broken up, but seeing that our ex-lover is desperate for money, even if we don’t help, we shouldn’t take revenge. Seeing that he was in trouble for that little money, he was really proud of himself at the time, right?

Hehe, Yin Qingkong, is this the love you have always had for him?If there is an accident at home, he can even give you a kidney quietly, and when he is in trouble, he will even exchange 16 yuan with you in that way!

Bleeding from biting his lips, the man sat there as if petrified, without saying a word.

Yes, what Zheng Mengtong said is right, Bao your love is too heavy, I simply cannot bear it.

I once said that my brother is your bright sun in the clear sky, let the sun shine on you every day, and you will be a happy sunflower.

But how many rainy days were brought by me, but you grew up in a dark corner. I have never seen your longing. Your sincerity has long since shriveled and rotted, right?

See why even though I hurt you like that, you forgive me and reconcile with me with the best wishes, and I, must have broken your heart, right?

……

"Yin Qingkong, talk to me!" Yin Dali was about to die of anxiety.

"Qing!" The young man looked panic-stricken. He also knew Yi Luoran and understood his weight in Yin Qingkong's heart. Countless times when he was on him, he yelled that name emotionally, but he always thought it was Na Yi. Luo Ran was sorry for his Qing, but now...

"What are you talking about? Now that we know the truth, we have to go to Beijing to find Xiaoyi and ask him for clarification." Yin Dali is an upright person, hating is hating. Knowing that there was a misunderstanding, Yi Luoran immediately became the most steadfast in his heart. buddy.

"I'm ashamed to see him." The man didn't even have the strength to speak.

"Then put your face away, how can you do nothing? Dabin... Hey, where's the person?"

Zhao Bin has already gone after Zheng Mengtong.

"I need to be quiet, don't follow me."

The man walks away with his shoulders slumped.

I drove the car all the way to the countryside, parked on the asphalt road outside the small town and looked at the yellowed rice, my mind was full of Yi Luoran's shadow. At that time, I was already a male laborer at home. He always comes to deliver ice cream. When planting rice, he learns how to transplant rice seedlings. He is obviously a little prince, but he is willing to be a farmer with me.

Leaning on the steering wheel, the man was already sobbing.

Slowly drove the car into the town. Now that he has a strong net worth, he has long become a myth in this small county. Even though there are rumors about his liking for men, there are still matchmakers mobilizing his parents to marry him. This Maybach naturally attracted countless eyes and discussions in the town.

He drove the car to the house where Yi Luoran used to live. This was his and Yi Luoran's home, full of good memories of the entire junior high school, but three years ago, no one came here anymore, and it was deserted.

Suddenly the closed big iron door was opened from the inside. He stood by the car and was stunned, watching that figure overlap with the person in his memory. Food...Aunt Dong? !

The woman was also taken aback when she saw Yin Qingkong, then her lips trembled, "This... is this Xiaokong?"

"Aunt Dong, it's me!" Yin Qingkong took a step forward and saw that in the basket in Aunt Dong's hand were some fruits, fried tributes and firecrackers, "Aunt Dong, who is this?"

"Oh, today is our grandpa Xiaoyi's memorial day, and now Xiaoyi's house... Alas! Anyway, I will come here every year for festivals." Aunt Dong was a little choked up when she said this, and she went to wipe her tears.

Yin Qingkong took the basket in her hand, "Auntie, I'll go with you."

"Love! Good boy, thank you."

One old and one young walked towards the cemetery west of the town.

"At that time, it was you who had the best relationship. Our little Yi was a poor child. How could he have suffered that kind of hardship? I also found out that something happened to them in the countryside. It was like that, and I didn't forget to give it to me. A sum of money for the elderly, our little Yi, is promising, but he is dragged down by his family! His father doesn't know what happened, and I wanted to help him take care of him, but I was rejected, alas!"

Yin Qingkong listened silently, feeling pain in her heart.

"Aunt Dong, do you know about Yi Luoran's kidney transplant?" Yin Qingkong asked.

"What? Kidney transplantation? What's going on? What's wrong with my child?" Aunt Dong's hands trembled when she heard these words. In her heart, she regarded Yi Luoran as her own child.

"No, four years ago, Yi Luoran donated a kidney."

"Four years ago... At that time, our little Yi had already gone to college. I went back to our country, but when I called to say hello, his mother also said that he was not feeling well and had an appendicitis operation. You said that? Is it a kidney donation? Our little Yi donated a kidney? My God! This silly boy, why is he doing this? How can there be a life in this world that can be saved? That’s a kidney! How dare you..."

Aunt Dong burst into tears, and Yin Qingkong also burst into tears, "His kidney was donated to my father."

The woman was stunned, and it took a long time before she let out a long sigh, "Xiaokong, our Xiaoyi really treats you... that's all, Xiaokong, I beg you, my aunt saw you driving the car just now, you now... You should be living well, right? If you can, please support our little Yi!"

"Don't worry, Auntie, I will block all the disasters and ups and downs ahead of him in the future."

"That's fine, that's fine..."

Back at Yi Luoran's old house, Aunt Dong insisted on staying with Yin Qingkong for dinner, but the latter readily accepted and wanted to take a good look at it.

It was the same way before, Aunt Dong was busy in the kitchen, he and Yi Luoran just watched DVDs, sang songs and played games upstairs.

Everywhere in the house seems to remember them.

Aunt Dong obviously cleaned the house just now, and there was still a wet smell mixed with dust and water. He stepped up the stairs step by step, and it seemed that Yi Luoran was dragging him up the stairs by his side.

"Brother Qingkong, hurry up, let's go up and hide, Brother Bin and Brother Dali will be here soon, let's scare them."

"Oh, I'm so exhausted! Hee hee, tomorrow I'm going to carry coal briquettes with you."

"Brother Qingkong, are your arms still sore? Come on, I'll beat you up..."

Memory flashes like turning the pages of a book.

On the second floor, the living room is still furnished as before, but the sofa is covered with a cover, and Aunt Dong on the second floor has not cleaned it yet, and it is covered with dust.

In front of him was a group of children and cats watching DVDs on the sofa. I remember that every time Dabin and the others found a video, Yi Luoran blushed and dared not watch it.

"Oh, it's scary, brother Qingkong, let's not watch it, shall we?"

When the two of them were watching the horror movie, he watched the little ghost's pale face triumphantly, and he kept squeezing into his arms.

I couldn't help laughing out loud, but for a moment, the furniture was covered with dust again, and those beautiful pasts seemed to be covered with a layer of dust, so far away.

My mouth was bitter, Bao, why didn't you say anything, and let me fall into this unrighteous situation, you left me so resolutely, but it was all for me, even hating you and blaming you is a kind of crime.

Entering Yi Luoran's bedroom, the small double bed...they sleep together hugging each other every day, the electric fan...I remember that on a snowy winter night, the electric fan was warm, and the electric heater in the bed The blanket was also warm, and his face was so red and cute. He didn't know how attractive he was, so he tried his best to accompany him to review his homework, and he couldn't help it anymore after lying under the covers...

God knows how much courage I mustered up at that moment, even laying on him without face, begging him to give me a handshake, his reaction at that time was so cute.

When we were the most beautiful teenagers, Bao, why did we get to where we are today?

……

On the recliner in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the sleeping person seemed to be barely audible, and the continuous rain made the smog seem to be a little better.

The man walked over and picked up the blanket that had slipped on the ground and covered him up. His bent waist was surrounded by a pair of jade hands before he straightened up. He had no choice but to support himself on his body with both hands.

"elder brother……"

Cheng Lixia was taken aback for a moment, then petted his soft and smooth hair with a smile, "Good boy."

However, in the next second, two lines of clear tears slipped out of those tightly closed eyes.

His heart was gripped, looking at the tears, he seemed to understand that the call for brother was not for him...