Pei Yi is still the original Pei Yi, with the same name and gesture, neither Fei nor Ge.
I had a splitting headache. I only remembered that I had a hangover last night. When I woke up, the sky was full of white snow, and the large room was mixed with the smell of disinfectant.
The door was gently pushed open, and I watched my mother walk in.
"Pei Yi, my child, you are awake, thank God."
I faintly watched her cheerfully calling people outside the door to come in to see me, and looking at their worried faces, I gradually fell into doubt.
"The doctor said that the car accident hit the brain and may lose memory..."
"Pei Yi, you are awake. We are all worried about you. You have been in a coma for a week."
"Pei Yi, look, do you still know me?"
I glanced around at the people around me, a puzzled look on my face. "What amnesia?"
They started talking to you one by one, and my head started to feel groggy again. Inadvertently, I found a strange teenager, he stood at the end, didn't say anything, just looked at me with complicated eyes.
He was slender and handsome, dressed in casual clothes, clean and tidy.
I asked him, "Who are you."
His body became more and more pale, as if he was about to fall down in the next second.
My cousin whispered in my ear, "Pei Yi, have you forgotten? He is yours."
I was about to shake my head when I saw the strange young man frowning and asking me, "Pei Yi, do you know what year, month and date it is today?"
"March 2013..." I murmured several times, but I can't remember the date.
My cousin couldn't help but said, "Don't think about Pei Yi... Today is July 8, 2020."
This time, my face suddenly turned pale.
I noticed they were all wearing short sleeves, skirts, sandals. My hands were shaking slightly, uncontrollably, I was a little breathless, and they turned into three, four, five.
In an instant, it was dark.
It suddenly dawned on me that in my life, seven years were gone.
(two)
For the next few days, I lived like a year in the hospital. The one my cousin called me would run a few laps to my ward almost every day.
If I don't say a word to him, he will be peeling apples beside me, chatting over and over again, and occasionally talking about the past five years between me and him.
I learned two things, one is that he seems to have been known to me in the past seven years, and we have a very close relationship. Another thing is that their family has business dealings with our family, and it seems that because of my relationship, he works in our company.
He was still babbling, and I was a little impatient, but I didn't have a good face so I said to him: "What's your name?"
His words came to an abrupt end, as if he had been cast a spell, and said somewhat self-deprecatingly, "Yang Xiao."
"How old are you?"
"Twenty-seven this year."
"You look like a minor." I glanced. "What's our relationship?"
He pursed his lips and didn't know whether to say it or not, and just froze like that.
I changed the question: "Are you gay?"
He nodded without hesitation, but then shook his head after a pause.
"what about me?"
He frowned, his face sullen.
Some things should be forgotten after all.
Not long after he left, Uncle Jin came in.
Uncle Jin, the old backbone of our family, he gently closed the door and bowed to me.
"Does Master know me?"
"Of course." I smiled at him, but I just thought it was funny. Almost everyone who met me would ask this sentence.
Once again, Yang Xiao's pale and sad face appeared in my mind. I watched Uncle Jin hand over the written note to Uncle Jin without saying a word. The meaning on the note is very simple, only five years. Sure enough, Uncle Jin was taken aback, and silently put the note in his clothes. After Uncle Jin left, I took off the sheets, changed into the clothes Uncle Jin brought, put on my shoes, and walked towards the door of the hospital. I was worried all the way, Yang Xiao was very suspicious, I thought I could investigate him thoroughly. … The wind blew lightly, brushing my cheeks, and it was very comfortable, as if I was so comfortable in my heart, I adjusted my posture and leaned comfortably on the park bench. The willows by the river twisted their waists in the wind. A man in a suit ran over in the distance and said with concern, "Be careful of catching a cold." Obviously this man knew me, but I didn't know him. I suddenly remembered that I asked my cousin a question a few days ago: "Is there anyone else I like besides Yang Xiao?" My cousin just hesitated for a moment, then raised her eyes and said, "Jiang Cheng." He is your first lover , but in the end you dumped him first. I asked, "What does he look like?" Tall, strong, with bronzed skin, but with gentle eyes. I woke up from my memory and saw that the person in front of me was so similar to what my cousin described, and an idea occurred to me. "Jiang Cheng." There was a hint of sourness in his heart, and even his mouth became bitter. He just answered softly, took off his suit and draped it over me. I asked him, "Why are you here?"
Passing by by chance like this, is it for a walk? He didn't answer me with proof, he just said, "Let's go, I'll take you home." I looked at his handsome profile. My heart is still very sour. I don't know him, but my chest is dull and a little sad. Maybe I have a story with him.
Intuition tells me I won't go with him.
I avoided him, but unexpectedly, his hand went straight over to wrap my hand, tightly, I couldn't dodge and couldn't struggle, so I had to let him drag it all the way to the hospital.
I sat on the bed and watched him help me with the quilt.
My cousin said that Jiang Cheng was my first man, and it was because of him that I became gay.
He is twenty-four, in good years, with a strong physique and a face carved by a knife. When I was young and in love, we were attracted to each other. It's not clear who took the initiative and stepped to that level. Whoever seduced who got to that level, it got better until they separated. That year, I was drunk with Yang Xiao again, so if it wasn't for Jiang Cheng, there would be nothing about Yang Xiao.
My cousin said that Jiang Cheng and I only had the season when the flowers were blooming, but we couldn't see the results.
Jiang Cheng left without saying a word to me. My position with Kang Sung is awkward, not really a friend, nor a friend. Can't talk about the past and can't talk about the past.
My cousin arrived a long time ago and came in after watching Jiang Cheng go.
As soon as he entered the door, he couldn't help but frown with anger. "I didn't see you before? Going to steal Jiang Cheng?"
I smiled bitterly: "I went out to blow air, I met him by chance, and insisted on taking me back."
"Ignore the courtesies, it is either a traitor or a thief." After saying that, he glanced at the door, then turned back to look at me: "What did he say to you?"
I shook my head, suddenly remembered something, and asked, "You don't like him?"
The cousin's expression was filled with disgust: "Compared to Yang Xiao, he is better. You are a shou, and so is Yang Xiao. What's good about the two together. Jiang Cheng is an attack anyway."
I couldn't help being curious and wanted to ask, what exactly did Jiang Cheng do to make the Pei family hate him.
Facing this problem, my cousin concealed something, so she couldn't help playing Tai Chi with me.
I looked at the bright sunshine outside the window, and gradually became fascinated. Occasionally there was an ensemble of cicadas, and it soon became dark.
(three)
After another week, Yang Xiao came over to talk to me as usual when it was time to leave the hospital in the afternoon.
He picked up the fruit knife and was about to peel an apple.
I couldn't bear it any longer, and hurriedly said, "Actually, I don't like apples."
He stopped, as if taken aback.
I continued: "Pears, I don't like apples."
There was struggle in his eyes, and a trace of complicated emotions flashed, but soon he put away his expression, took a pear and peeled me affectionately and tenderly.
I took his peeled pears and ate them in big mouthfuls. The pears were so sweet that I rarely smiled at him.
He looked at me thoughtfully, and after eating the pears, he wiped my hands with his wet towel.
For the past ten minutes, he kept looking at his watch, obviously impatient.
"Go if you need anything. I can do it alone."
He pretended to shirk several times, but still used company affairs as an excuse and left.
When he left, I called Uncle Jin. An hour later, Uncle Jin came.
This week, Uncle Jin went to check on Yang Xiao and found nothing. Uncle Jin said, I told everyone not to touch Yang Xiao before, so I didn't check Yang Xiao's details. The second time, I got some eyebrows, and I knew where Yang Xiao was studying and his family background. Yang Xiao helped the house three times, and learned from the three neighbors that Yang Xiao's mother always beat and scolded him. Later, Yang Xiao learned that he was the one who took care of him and not the birth of Yang's mother. Later, Yang's mother made a big money list. From then on, the life of mother and son Much better, that is, the company that later cooperated with the Pei family, Yongkang Construction.
Yang Xiao has a good reputation in the company. He is serious and gentle in his work. Many people in the company have a good impression of him. Almost everyone has said a few words to him. Most of the high-level executives still admire Yang Xiao. Potential newcomer.
And my car accident fuse has yet to be seen.
I was gradually dazzled by the mist in front of me, and I lost my eyebrows.
I changed my clothes, and I was four hours away from being discharged from the hospital. I opened the hospital gate ahead of time.
Yunhua Road was where Yang Xiao lived ten years ago, when he was less than eleven years old.
I watched in the dark as Uncle Jin knocked on the closed door. The person who opened the door was a middle-aged woman with a face full of impatience and a bad temper.
Uncle Jin said, "I'll find Yang Xiao."
The woman smiled, with a twisted smile: "I'm sorry, the family moved out more than ten years ago."
Uncle Jin asked, "Their family?"
The woman's voice was loud and shrill: "Yes, his parents still have him." After speaking, she closed the door impatiently.
"Uncle Jin, was this woman also the last time you came here?"
Uncle Jin shook his head: "No, it was a man last time."
I smiled: "Let's go to the next one?"
The second house is also where Yang Xiao moved for the second time.
I told Uncle Jin to hide, so I knocked on the door of the family, and it was an eleven-year-old boy who opened the door.
I smiled at him: "I want to find Yang Xiao? Are you his brother?"
The boy shook his head: "I don't know."
I said, "You are the only one at home, little brother."
There was vigilance in the child's eyes, and I felt that he was already alone.
"Yang Xiao has lived in your house for several years."
The boy said amusingly, "I grew up here. This house belongs to my family and is not rented to anyone at all."
When the boy closed the door, Uncle Jin couldn't help but wanted to talk to me. I said to him, "Uncle Jin, let's go to the next house."
This time, like before, there is no such person as Yang Xiao at all. So we went to the first one again.
"Fart. The old lady has lived here for twenty years and has never wanted to sell her house." The loud-voiced woman smacked the foam and slammed the door shut.
"Why is this time different from what I investigated before."
I laughed: "Maybe it's because of their speaking skills. Most of them must have been bribed, so I can't say those few key words when I talk to them, look for Yang Xiao."
It was almost dusk before I knew it. Uncle Jin drove me back to my apartment. As soon as I turned on the light, I saw Yang Xiao sleeping on the sofa.
Junxiu's profile, fair neck, small Adam's apple moved slightly, his chest undulating slightly, and his slender body was lying on the sofa like this. It looked familiar to me, like someone.
The slender eyelashes moved, as if waking up.
"You're back." He said gently: "I'll pick you up at three o'clock in the afternoon, and you're gone."
I unbuttoned the shirt around my neck and asked him curiously, "You live here too?"
The smile on his face could not be hung up: "Xiao Yi, I have been living with you for a long time." He emphasized the cohabitation twice.
I gave an "oh" no pain. "Then go back to live with your parents tomorrow."
"I haven't seen my father since I was a child." His smile was bitter and pitiful.
He showed me a picture of his wallet, and the woman in the picture was smiling.
I think of that big sister with a loud voice, thoughtfully. Sometimes a lie requires thousands of lies to make up for the loopholes, so telling a lie is a technical job, you need to be in harmony, coordination, and consistency. You just give others money, but you don’t train others how to speak, and the money is wasted.
I feel sorry.
Yang Xiao said, Xiaoyi, don't sigh, I'm used to it.
After taking a shower, I went to bed. In the middle of the night, it seemed that someone lifted my quilt, snuck in, hugged me tightly, and was very caring and warm, just like sleeping in my parents when I was afraid of the dark. The feeling in the middle is close and familiar, I didn't push it away because it didn't get in the way.
When I woke up the next day, the sun was still shining through the window.
After washing up, I ate breakfast made by Yang Xiao.
Fried eggs, scrambled eggs, freshly squeezed soy milk with peanuts.
I said, "It's delicious. It's crafty and nutritious."
He smiled softly.
"Yesterday was the ribbon-cutting day for the hotel that Jiang Chengxin invested in. How did you know Jiang Cheng?" I casually drank the soy milk and looked at his bloodless, pale face.
I think of the complicated look in his eyes the day I woke up, and I don't think I should be soft-hearted.
I put down the utensils and lost my appetite, so Yang Xiao went to wash the dishes.
I looked at the warm sunshine and the shadows of the trees around me.
(five)
It seems that I have been indulgent in the past five years. I found out that the account has lost 500 million yuan, which is equivalent to losing half of the Pei family.
I watched the surveillance video showing Yang Xiao hacking into the computer and trying to balance the accounts, and took a sip of the red wine in his hand.
Uncle Jin said: The loss of 500 million is a risky investment because of false news, and a week later, Jiang Dong bought a large number of our company's shares, as if everything was planned. We are just playing along.
A few days later, I collected the evidence in my hand and called Yang Xiao in at the office.
"Xiao Yi." He smiled at me, his eyes were gentle, I couldn't fathom.
"On April 3rd this year, the company got a fake news. It lost 500 million."
His smile froze: "I don't understand what you are talking about?"
I tried my best to look calm: "I saw you on the surveillance video balancing the accounts."
He looked a little shocked.
I smiled casually: "You must be surprised, you turned off all the monitoring, why was it still discovered, it is a kind of software that can be controlled remotely, and can also control the camera to take pictures of the parties, of course you need to start a certain All confidential documents will be opened. Do you want to watch the video?"
He pursed his lips.
"You must be forced to, or you are still Jiang Cheng's lover." I feel that my voice at this moment is very wizard-like, perverted and vicious.
"You've moved three times, your mother remarried and adopted, and you can't find out about your childhood. It's like a deliberate fabrication."
Seeing that he kept silent and lowered his head, I couldn't see his expression clearly, and I didn't want to continue analyzing like a detective.
"Did you cause my car accident?"
He finally looked up and seemed to want to find something in my eyes or expression, but my lightness seemed to disappoint him. He clenched his fists and finally said slowly, "I'll go back and surrender myself."
"But." His words didn't seem to end: "Can I hug you?"
I refused, of course, I wasn't stupid enough to let him hold him. It didn't matter whether he had affection for me or not. In case he suddenly regrets copying out a knife or something, I'll be done with everything soon.
He loosened his fist in disappointment and shook his head. "Trouble Mr. Pei to call the police."
The moment I was taken away by the police, I stared at me as if I was grabbing some memory.
His last sentence was when he passed by me, softly: "Actually, we are the same, we are the same."
Because it was too light, I kept thinking, did he really say it again
According to Article 383 of the Criminal Law, those who commit the crime of embezzlement shall be punished in accordance with the following provisions according to the seriousness of the circumstances: (1) If the amount of personal embezzlement is more than 100,000 yuan, he shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than ten years or life imprisonment; Property may be confiscated; if the circumstances are particularly serious, the death penalty shall be imposed and property confiscated.
The trial was held a few months later. This incident took everyone by surprise. Because it was a surrender and an offense, the circumstances were not serious, and one person was covered.
This winter, I went to see Yang Xiao, and he lost weight even more, and there were still many marks of beatings on his body. I suddenly realized that I was doing something wrong, but isn't it normal for this to end? I seem to be guided by my previous emotions again, and it seems that my heart is still in love with Yang Xiao. I watched him sitting across from me, with a glass between us, he picked up the phone and was still chattering like I just woke up . Ask me if I take good care of myself.
Tears fell down my cheeks.
The last minute is coming.
He seems to have it, but I didn't expect it to be this sentence.
"You fell in love with Apple in the past few years because of Jiang Cheng."
I remembered his complicated emotions in order to peel the apple that day, I nodded and said, I will see you next time.
He still smiled and nodded without resentment. The warden told me that my mother took care of everything inside, and he wouldn't be bullied very much.
I thought about it too, he was so thin, the thin wind was blowing to the ground. So nodded.
I've always had a feeling lately that things don't seem to be over yet.
When I got home, it seemed that no one else was in the living room. I didn't go to my mother's room until I woke up. My shoelaces were loose and I bent down. There was a photo under the old wooden table, only a corner was exposed. Out of nowhere, I picked it up.
The photo is of a woman of a beautiful age, wearing a bright red dress, smiling like a flower.
My chest was suffocating so badly, I had a bad feeling.
"you saw it?"
I turned around and looked at my mother leaning against the door: "She is your dad's first love."
She smiled and calculated: "You are brothers."
This smiling woman is obviously the same as the woman in Yang Xiao's wallet.
I heard my voice tremble: "Who? Yang Xiao."
"When I just married your dad, I thought I was the happiest woman in the world. After knowing that I raised you, one day, a woman came to my house with a boy who was younger than you. I just found out I'm the real joke. The man I love so much sleeps with me every day!" Her voice seemed to be trying to calm down, but she couldn't help but end up hysterical.
"What about the 500 million lost? Mom..." I called her panic. I was afraid of knowing something and wanted to know the truth.
"You did it. You wanted to give Jiang Cheng all the best things at that time." There was a laugh in her eyes.
"Yang Xiao is not called Yang Xiao at all, his name is Xiao Yang, because his mother's surname is Xiao."
I feel like my ears are buzzing, my world is spinning, and my ears are hurting.
I ruined my best stuff...
At this time, Uncle Jin called.
"Master, the driver who caused the accident has been found. He was driving drunk that day."
She was still laughing, familiar and unfamiliar: "How can I put you in jail, child? If you want to check me, everything will be made by Yang Xiao. You sold the stock to Jiang Cheng, and Yang Xiao will help you. Do the accounts, look at how cruel you are, hahaha." She still looked happy.
It turned out that he was the stupidest person.
She said, Yang Xiao did all this willingly, so Xiao Yi, you don't have to blame yourself.
It seems that he sent a gentle person away from him with his own hands, and I think of him peeling apples for me, remembering all my preferences, and hugging me tightly from behind.
In my head, in my ear, it seems to remember again, in fact, we are all the same. This sentence was carried by the wind and disappeared in the wind.
My heart is broken, and some words are like a knife, scratching my heart and causing my tears to fall.
I put down the phone in a daze, the seven years I slipped away, I came back. And some people never came back.
The sunlight outside the window is still so warm, but some things have deteriorated in essence.
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