Director, I know your secret

The phone on the bedside table kept vibrating over and over again. Peng Yan slept very happily on the bed. He usually didn't sleep in. It was the weekend and he was too tired last night, so he slept until the sun was shining.

When the phone persistently vibrated for the fourth time, Peng Yan hunched back in a daze, with a hoarse voice, "An Xiaoshan, answer the phone."

After a while, the phone was still "buzzing". Peng Yan raised his arm and groped backwards. After searching for a long time, he couldn't find the familiar body.

He propped up his upper body, opened his eyes a little, and looked at the position behind him. People went to the empty building, and the temperature had already cooled down. He looked at the wall clock, and it was past nine o'clock, and he said "tsk", "Damn, big weekend Yes, who is this?"

When Peng Yan saw the caller ID, he had already woken up and dozed off. He thought about the reason why Mo Haiping called him. Thinking that it was for work, he swiped the answer button, "Mr. Mo?"

There was a noticeable silence on the other side of the phone, and then he said forcefully, "Hurry up and go home."

Peng Yan heheed twice, "Mr. Mo, I'm right at home."

There was no sound on the other end of the phone, and Peng Yan didn't hang up, nor took the initiative to speak, and stalemate with the other party without any embarrassment.

"If you don't want to be exposed with An Zhenyuan, you can come here."

"What?" Peng Yan's heart skipped a beat when he heard this sentence, he couldn't believe his hearing, so he asked again, "What did you say?"

There was a "beep" sound from the other end of the phone.

Peng Yan looked at the phone and confirmed that Mo Haiping on the other end had hung up the phone. At this time, the phone issued a low battery warning, "I'll fuck it."

Peng Yan straightened himself up and got up from the bed.

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Yuan Qing's current situation is very bad. What An Zhenyuan and Wei Tao said on the rooftop fell into his ears without falling into his ears. Because of his emotional agitation, he fell into a coma at this time, who was already weak.

An Zhenyuan glanced at Zhou Qun, and said reproachfully, "Who told you to bring him to the rooftop, he has low immunity, don't you know?"

"I," Zhou Qun was speechless for a moment, he had never been reprimanded so severely by An Zhenyuan, so he lowered his head a little aggrieved.

The three of them became stiffer than the other in front of the emergency room door, when the signal light went out, the attending doctor came out, took off his mask, and said to Wei Tao, "The situation is not optimistic, you can transfer to Beijing, it's not far away. "

"Can't chemotherapy work?"

The doctor shook his head, feeling a little helpless. He had seen such a scene before, and he had already seen numbness, "You should find the bone marrow as soon as possible, the chance of surviving this way is higher."

An Zhenyuan pondered for a long time, and said with some difficulty: "When will you be transferred?"

"As soon as possible, the medical level of our hospital is not comparable to that of Beijing."

Wei Tao nodded, thank you doctor.

The doctor waved his hands, put his hands in his white coat and left.

An Zhenyuan said to Wei Tao: "I'll go home and get ready, and I'll leave in the afternoon."

Wei Tao looked at him and finally nodded.

Walking out of the hospital, An Zhenyuan stood still in front of the car door. He wanted to tell Peng Yan the truth. The two trusted each other, and he believed that the young man would share the burden with him.

He took out his mobile phone to call Peng Yan, and the female voice inside indicated that he was on the call. He hung up the mobile phone, sat in the driver's seat, put his right hand on the steering wheel, rested his left arm on the window, and tapped his index finger on it. .

An Zhenyuan waited for a while, started the engine, and the car drove to his apartment. He was going to take Peng Yan to find Yuan Chu together.Face any difficulties together.

On the way, An Zhenyuan thought about how to explain to Peng Yan.

An Zhenyuan hid Peng Yan from the beginning, but he was actually a little unconfident. Although he had been looking for Peng Yan for many years, the two had not been together for more than half a year. He was afraid that Peng Yan would not love him as much as he imagined. I like you, I have never said that I love you, they have slept with each other, and they both have each other, but he is not sure that Peng Yan's congregation will be with him if they betray their relatives, give up their jobs, or lose their reputation.

Until last night, the young man said that he wanted to grow old with him slowly. Although it sounded plain, a stone in his heart stirred up strong waves. It was not because he was greedy. He must protect the important things in his life.

When he got home, An Zhenyuan found that Peng Yan was not in the apartment. He took out his mobile phone and dialed the young man again. The call was connected immediately. He gave a hello, but there was no response from the inside. It was noisy. He felt that the other party did not answer, maybe it was accidentally Touched the answer key.

He held his breath and listened to what Peng Yan was saying over there. At this moment, a sentence came from inside that made An Zhenyuan pale, and the phone on his ear slowly slipped down. Because of the youth's words, his whole body It's all stiff, and my heart seems to be hollowed out, and nothing can fill it...

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Peng Yan has not been back to the old house for a long time, the security guard is an unfamiliar person, and he was put in after interrogating him for a long time.

After locking the car, he took a few deep breaths before ringing the doorbell.

This place is too familiar, every time he goes home he uses the key, no matter how busy Peng Yingmei is after entering the door, he will always say to him, son, are you back?Sometimes when she was drawing in the study room, when she heard the door open, she would still reveal a round head with a smile all over her face, still saying the same thing, and then busy preparing meals with Aunt Li.

After entering the house, Peng Yan discovered that the place had been redecorated. All the oil paintings of his mother hanging on the wall had been replaced by the works of some third-rate photographer. The European style of pull a few.

Simply! !Peng Yan pouted.

The one who opened the door was Aunt Li, the family's nanny, who used to help Peng Yingmei, but now mainly serves Mo Haiping.

It's been a long time since I saw Peng Yan. Aunt Li was very happy. After a few words of pleasantries, she went to the kitchen.

Seeing Mo Haiping sitting on the sofa, Peng Yan turned to face him and stared at him.

Mo Haiping saw that his posture was extremely lazy and his expression was sloppy, so he couldn't help frowning, but he didn't say much, and pushed the ipad on the coffee table in front of Peng Yan, "Look at what you've done!!"

Peng Yan couldn't help frowning, he took a look at Mo Haiping, picked up the iPad, and there were two pictures on it, one was him and An Zhenyuan holding hands watching the sunrise, the other was the sun setting, and the two leaned on each other Asleep in the car.

Peng Yan was a little surprised, and opened his mouth slightly, wondering if it was on the headlines?Take a closer look, this is a microblog called "open legs can't close", there is also a very emotional text written on it, the sadness is comparable to Guo Jingming.

Such a creative name, Peng Yan raised his eyebrows, clicked on the profile picture of the owner of the po, and carefully identified the profile picture that can be called the leader of the PS world, "Fuck, isn't this Zhang He's stupid/crazy?"

Mo Haiping's face was livid, and he couldn't believe his son was so sloppy. Although his son in his memory was naughty, he was absolutely pure, not sloppy like this.

How could Peng Yan notice Mo Haiping's expression? At this moment, he felt that these two photos were taken very artistically, so he used his father's account to repost and post him.

"Don't you explain it?" Mo Haiping looked at Peng Yan's relaxed face, and couldn't help but become more serious.

Peng Yan glanced sideways. He was a little worried at first. If he admitted this way, would it affect An Zhenyuan's work? After all, the other party worked so hard and had a bright future. I think that if the two people who love each other are no longer together, no matter how rich and powerful they are, there will be a use for them.

Peng Yan originally wanted to say something on the scene, and didn't want to get too stiff with the other party, but now seeing Mo Haiping suppressing his anger, a certain desire for revenge made him feel very comfortable.

"Explain what?" Peng Yan pushed the ipad back, reached for the cigarette in his pocket, and took out the phone by the way, and put it on the sofa, "It's all true."

"You don't want to be ashamed? What's wrong with you? You're gay." Mo Haiping stood up abruptly, walked back and forth twice with his hands behind his back, pointed at Peng Yan and said, "Don't you have any sense of shame?"

Peng Yan exhaled smoke, hehe twice, but smiled and said nothing.

Mo Haiping saw that he was very angry, but the other party seemed to be fine, so he immediately recovered his composure, and sat back on the sofa, "We must separate from him, we must!!"

"No!" Peng Yan said firmly, pressing out the cigarette butt, "This is my business, it has nothing to do with you, you know it when you know it, and you are not qualified to express your opinion."

He stood up and stretched, "Are you okay? I'll go first."

"Stop," Mo Haiping rushed to Peng Yan, pointed to the door and said, "If you don't agree, don't even try to walk out of this door."

Peng Yan hummed, his tone unquestionable, "I said no!!"

Mo Haiping's face turned into a pig's liver, "You, think about it, are disgusting people disgusting? You live with a man, so that you don't make people laugh out loud? Isn't it embarrassing to go in and out of the compound? Let others know, you let me Where do you put your face? You just like people to see jokes?"

Peng Yan sneered twice, "The point is not whether I am gay or not? It turns out that your face is more important, right?"

Before Mo Haiping could answer, Peng Yan hugged his belly and laughed, with tears streaming from the corners of his eyes, "I just fucked it up, when you were a mistress and cheating, why didn't you think you would become a girl?" What about the joke? That bitch can be your daughter, and she is pregnant with a bastard, why didn’t you think that you would be a joke? You play in the world, going to and from the bed. My mother committed suicide in the water tank due to depression. Why didn't you think that you would become a joke, now I'm looking for a man, do you think you can't hold your face anymore? Fuck, don't you think about it, do you still have face? "

"Snapped!!"

Peng Yan's face was slanted, his center of gravity was unstable, he took a step back, tripped over the sofa legs, sat directly on the sofa, and accidentally answered the incoming call with his hands.

"If you're just playing around, forget it, don't tell me you're in love with that man!" Mo Haiping's slap was really heavy, he was a little guilty, and his tone softened a little.

Peng Yan turned his head, licked the corner of his mouth, and smiled evilly, "Stop making trouble, how could I fall in love with him? He and I are just playing around, you're overthinking it."

Mo Haiping remained silent, looking straight at Peng Yan.

The young man picked up the mobile phone on the sofa and found that it was out of battery, and the center of the screen was turning off automatically.

He put the phone in his pocket, not realizing that the phone was connected just now. He took two steps towards Mo Haiping, still looking at Mo Haiping with a smile, "What? Does it sound familiar? This is what you once said to me. Mom said that, how does it feel to hear your son say that now?"

Peng Yan laughed twice, "Oh, these two feelings are different. You lied to my mother, and I lied to you."

"Mo Yan," Mo Haiping's tone eased, "I know you..."

"Stop!!" Peng Yan made a pause gesture and interrupted Mo Haiping, "I have already informed you that I have changed my name, so you don't have to talk about that anymore. Yes, there is no use for a dime."

Peng Yan rubbed the corners of his mouth and sneered, "It's good, you haven't bothered me since you were a child, this slap helped your dream come true, don't thank me."

After finishing speaking, Peng Yan quickly turned cold, bypassed Mo Haiping, opened the door and walked out, just in time to encounter the black tea brought by Aunt Li, he smiled kindly at her, took a sip from the bone china coffee cup, " Aunt Li, the craftsmanship has not changed, and the taste is still the same."

My mom has always loved it, it's a shame it's only being made for someone now, for nothing.

Peng Yan ignored Mo Haiping and walked out the door. Wei Yiming appeared at the corner, watched his retreating back and was silent for a long time. He thought for a moment, opened the door and went in.

Mo Haiping sat on the sofa a little tired, pinched the bridge of his nose, and the corners of his eyes were a little moist.

Wei Yiming called Master with some distress, and Mo Haiping glanced at the sound, "Is this the one you chose?"

"sorry."

"Forget it," Mo Haiping waved his hands, pinching his temples all the time, "Peng Yan is also your younger brother, please give him a hand and don't let him go astray, so that I can retire with peace of mind."

Wei Yiming's eyes narrowed, he lowered his head, his eyes were a bit gloomy, "I will, don't worry."

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