After the beginning of winter, it gets dark late. Although the temperature in this place is often maintained above 20 degrees in winter, the cold weather makes people always yearn for a warm bed. Especially there is a big beauty who is hugged softly next to her. Her smooth skin is comfortable when rubbed against her face. The most coveted thing is the warm and charming fragrance.
Yan Se huddled under the blanket and rubbed her head in Sang Yiyu's arms repeatedly. I can't help but think of a movie called "Perfume", in which the protagonist who is obsessed with fragrance, in order to make the most perfect perfume in the world, uses the method of collecting body fragrances of beautiful women, and finally blends them into a unique and even scented fragrance in the world. Magic perfume.
She now understands what it's like to be obsessed with a scent.
Sang Yiyu had already woken up, seeing Yan Se clinging to her body like a koala. Yan Se likes this more and more recently, and she doesn't know if she woke up or not, she just makes a coquettish sound and buries herself in the bed, rubbing and rubbing.
But she usually confirms that Yan Se has woken up very quickly, because as long as she moves a little to get up, Yan Se will immediately get out her head buried in her body and stick to her: "Sleep a little more~ Tiandu It's not on yet."
"But the alarm clock still rings on time. And if you change the curtains here so that the light is not transparent, it won't light up even if the sun is high." Sang Yiyu reached out and pressed the electronic clock beside the bed, saying so, but stopped. Stopped getting up and let Yan Se continue to hug her.
Lifting his hands, the loose sleeves of the nightgown slid down, revealing fair skin and graceful slender arms. Such a simple action, Yan Se also thought it was a rare beauty, she smiled and quickly turned over on Sang Yiyu's body, grabbed her arm that was going to press the alarm clock and put it to her mouth to kiss and kiss.
"What?"
"Nerves... ah - bite me..."
"Haha~ hehehe..."
Hearing Sang Yiyu's startled cry, Yan Se finally had enough of her addiction, she raised the pear dimple at the corner of her mouth and put on the sweetest smile: "Let's go to sleep again. Anyway, Ye Zi and Dong Jie finally got rid of their happy knot." , You won’t be able to come back from the love vacation now, and the secretary temporarily transferred from the secretariat can’t keep up with your pace, and you won’t be able to start working if you go to the company early.”
"Heh~" Sang Yiyu was so troubled by her that she was panting from laughter, and raised her hand to smooth Shun Yanse's long hair that fell on her forehead, "I have to go out early today..." Sang Yiyu paused for a moment, then said: "I'm going to visit my mother, today is her death day."
Yan Se's eyes flickered. In fact, she knew every day that Sang Yiyu cared about, because she knew it deliberately and wrote it down with her heart. But her heart still throbbed, because Sang Yiyu chose to tell her on her own initiative. You must know that Teacher Sang is not the kind of person who will take the initiative to share the things she cares about with anyone.
"I will give them a grace period in the morning for work. In the afternoon, I will go directly to the factory in Shenzhen from Hong Kong. The factory there is very strange recently. I always feel that something is wrong, but I haven't figured out what the problem is. I have I called the financial directors of several branches, and I'm going to check the accounts there in the afternoon." Sang Yiyu frowned, this matter made her very confused, it was something she hadn't seen in her work for so many years.
"Are you going to the factory?" The speaker had no intention of listening but the listener did. Yan Se's smile was as sweet as honey, but her heart was overwhelmed. Aunt's side will close the net soon, probably in the near future, and the teacher must not find out or even know anything. Because only the teacher knows nothing from the beginning to the end, and is concealed like everyone else from the beginning to the end, so that she can be protected from the impact of the coming accident.
Although it is the time she has been secretly planning to design Ye Zi away and then settle Sang Yiyu's matter by chance, but this time is too in line with her original expectations.
For the first time, Yan Se felt helpless for her proud planning ability. In the past, designing opponents was like playing chess. She could predict ten moves after each move. This kind of game fascinated her. But when this kind of scheming is applied to Sang Yiyu, it is no longer a pleasant thing, only suffering.
it's time.
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Sang Yiyu’s mother’s cemetery is in the most elegant place in the cemetery, with singing birds and fragrant flowers, and green grass. If it weren’t for a few unique marble tablets scattered on the grass, it would almost make people misunderstand that this is not a cemetery. There are so many people in Hong Kong and so little land. Not only do the living people live in cramped quarters, but even the cemeteries of the dead are often crowded together. Such places are rare.
Sang Yiyu put down the flowers, knelt down beside the tombstone and gently wiped off the thin floating dust on it. The name of the parents is also written on the tombstone. Generally, according to the custom, the name of the person who is still alive in the joint tomb will be covered with red paper and red silk. But Sang Yiyu's father, Sang Hongmin, said that when her mother died, he was already dead in fact, and he wanted to be with her mother forever...
Sang Yiyu smiled self-deprecatingly. She was young back then. When her father told her this, she felt that her father was the person who loved her mother the most in the world. Her home would always be the same as before, and her mother was like never leave.
But the facts are very realistic, even cruel. Perhaps there has never been a myth of loving someone forever in this world. It is too long. When I say this, I feel that I can do it, but it is often no match for the tempering of time. Even worse is that the "forever" object is still alive, and this person has moved on and betrayed his wife.
So it shouldn't come as a surprise that he married the woman who bore him a two-year-old son only a year after his mother's death.
This fact was a nightmare that accompanied her growing up. Sang Yiyu made a childish move that has lasted for more than [-] years-she used a piece of white chalk to scribble Sang Hongmin's name on it like she did when she was a *year old, until she couldn't see it anymore.
"Do you know that every year when Dad comes here, he will feel very bad when he sees your chalked tombstone. When he gets home, he will lock himself in the study room for a whole day without eating or drinking." Sang Yiwei didn't know when he appeared next to Sang Yiyu, frowning at her actions.
"Don't you, a good son, come here every year to wipe off the chalk before that person sees it." Sang Yiyu was noncommittal to his disapproving tone, and then drew a big cross with chalk and stood up.
"Xiaoyu, can you stop talking about him in such a cold tone. His health is very bad now, but he never forgot to miss you for a moment. He fainted again a few nights ago. He kept calling you when he was in a daze Your name, you haven't seen that scene... hey!" Sang Yiwei gritted his teeth and couldn't continue.
He's sick again! Sang Yiyu's whole body became stiff when she heard this, and her fists were clenched tightly.
"He is not qualified... When he betrayed his mother and our family, he is not qualified to say that he loves my mother and me." The love is deep, so the hatred is even deeper. Because it hurts more and hurts more. She loved her father so much that she hated her so much that she couldn't forgive him.
"You are enough! Sang Yiyu, are you self-willed enough?" Sang Yiwei was so annoyed that he wished he could shake this stubborn person hard, "For more than twenty years, you have been punishing constantly for a 'fact' that you imagined He even punished my mother! You just need to think about it and you will know that it is impossible for him to betray your mother. You only need to grow your eyes to see how much he loves your mother and how much he has been in these years. pain!"
"The fact of his cheating is the fact." Sang Yiyu's tears rolled down her fair cheeks silently, but her forbearance revealed her emotions.
"But that's not it." Sang Yiwei closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths as if to cheer for his final decision. He grabbed Sang Yiyu's shoulder and stared at her eyes and said word by word: "Do you think I It's the 'evidence' of the fact that he cheated, right, but it's not, I'm not!"
Sang Yiyu was a little confused for a while. Tears were still hanging on her face, and she couldn't understand the complicated expression on Sang Yiwei's face through the crystal clear tears.
Sang Yiwei sighed: "I'm not my father's child... how much I wish I was, but I'm not."
"I don't understand..." Sang Yiyu shook her head in disbelief.
"I realized at a very young age that my sister is a very special existence at home. Dad loves you more than anything else, and mom is always careful with you, and you have never been warm to me and my parents. After I became sensible, I I thought that your indifference came from your father’s remarriage. It wasn’t until ten years ago that you and your father had a big fight at home and he beat you in a fit of anger. You left home and went to Macau and never came back. I slowly Realize that you seem to have thoughts in your mind that neither of us knows."
"What does this have to do with what you just said?" Sang Yiyu shook her head, her thoughts could not be expressed clearly in a few words.
"Because I didn't realize until recently that the reason you have hated your father and mother for so many years is because you think they are sorry for your mother." Sang Yiwei continued: "Actually, I accidentally discovered that I am not actually my father several years ago. children, but I never told anyone."
"Then why are you telling me now." Sang Yiyu is an extremely calm person when things happen. She was confused just now because of emotional fluctuations, but she quickly recovered.
"Because Yan Se came to look for me." Sang Yiwei said.
"Yan Se?!" Sang Yiyu became defensive, she almost forgot that Sang Yiwei was also her trustworthy younger brother, when someone mentioned Yan Se, she subconsciously sounded the alarm in her heart.
"Hey, don't be so nervous." Sang Yiwei was a little helpless, "No one will do anything to her."
"She found out that I was not my father's biological son. She didn't know that I knew about it. But she brought something I didn't know - the reason why my father took me in." Sang Yiwei said slowly : "At that time, he left his wife and daughter in Hong Kong, and he was busy with his own business in the mainland. He was always overworked and didn't even give himself time to sleep, just to be able to go home and be with his wife when he had time. Because he was too tired, when he was driving with a friend on the road, the car crashed into the sea due to misoperation. His friend pushed him out of the car, so he was saved, but the friend sank into the bottom of the sea with the car.”
"His friend's wife was named Deng Wen... She was five months pregnant at the time, suffered the blow of losing her husband and miscarried her child, and lost everything. This unfortunate woman almost collapsed."
"Miscarriage! Then..." Sang Yiyu looked at Sang Yiwei in surprise.
He smiled wryly, "Yes. That means, I'm not even mother's child."
"Yiwei." Sang Yiyu gently held his hand.
"So I showed up. An overborn baby from a fruit vendor. Dad took me to my mom, hoping to make up for the loss of her baby. A year later, Dad's beloved wife died, and it was like Ordinary ethics dramas, ordinary and let nature take its course-he needs someone to help him get out of the painful days of losing his beloved, and Deng Wen's orphans and widows need someone to rely on. He is out of realistic needs, but also out of love My friend’s guilt and morality brought me and my mother back home.”
Sang Yiwei breathed a sigh of relief after speaking in one breath. Before this morning, he never thought that he would have a day when he would tell these things to Sang Yiyu like a story.
This morning before he woke up, he found that an unexpected visitor had come to his residence. This girl named Yan Se was sweet and looked quite harmless. But if you really think she is harmless, you will kill yourself. This girl with a sweet smile will take out a large stack of documents as soon as she enters the door—all kinds of investigation files about his life experience, even When was he born and when was he brought back by Sang Hongmin, including the past events of Sang Hongmin and Deng Wen more than [-] years ago, etc., detailed.
Yan Se directly, bluntly and even irresistibly helped him "decided" to tell Sang Yiyu his real life experience, just because Yan Se hoped that Sang Yiyu could untangle his heart and stop worrying about his parents.
He knew that the little girl had a very close relationship with her sister, but he didn't expect her to be so supernatural that she could figure out such a trivial matter from 30 or [-] years ago, and he didn't expect her harmless smile to be so powerful. Now that I think about it, I feel the hairs on my back, a girl who smiles sweetly but can kill people invisible. His sister is still worried about what he did to Yan Se, he is the one who should be worried, okay? !
"Yan Se asked someone to investigate you?!" Yan Se never mentioned that she was investigating her parents. Sang Yiyu is now in a state of confusion. How did Yan Se investigate this matter? The faces of father, mother, Deng Wen, and Sang Yiwei kept appearing in the film, but they were like a mess of wool.
This subverted her cognition for more than [-] years. Could it be that she really misunderstood, the so-called betrayal and being deceived are all non-existent things, and it is even possible that even the mother herself misunderstood the father so that she died in depression at the end of her life.
"Go home." Sang Yiwei put his arms around her shoulders: "You are a person who keeps everything in your heart, and you are cold and proud. Dad may not know why you hate him so much for so many years. Or, maybe he I know, but don't blame him for it. He didn't tell you what happened back then...it should be because of me..."
Whatever the reason, it was horrible. Sang Yiyu lay on Sang Yiyu's shoulder trying to suppress herself, she really wanted to cry, she actually hated her father for more than [-] years because of the fact that it didn't exist. For so many years, she was unhappy, her father was unhappy, and even innocent Deng Wen and Sang Yiwei were involved.
This feeling, with its myriad of thoughts, almost overwhelmed her.
"Yiwei, I want to see him. Take me to see him right away." Sang Yiyu's usually quiet and elegant voice had a strong nasal tone.