Wei Qing panicked all of a sudden, rubbed the back of the boy's head anxiously, and lowered his voice and said, "What's wrong? Why are you crying? I didn't mean to yell at you. I was worried that you would feel uncomfortable after drinking."
"Aren't you going to drive me away?" Yan Chuyang interrupted him bitterly, raised his head, tears fell down as if he didn't want money, and his wet eyes were red from crying, staring at the man and growling, " Don't you think I'm annoying? Don't you think it's annoying? Why do you still care about me? Let me drink to death? "
Wei Qing's heart tightened, "Yan Chuyang!"
"Keep yelling!" the boy gritted his teeth and shouted in a hoarse voice with a stubborn expression, "Anyway, I am such a failure! No one really cares about me, so does my mother, and so does my father, you all want to throw it away. Me, roar!"
Wei Qing's expression froze, he wiped away the moisture from the boy's eyes with his rough thumb, and said in a low voice, "What's the matter? Why do you think you are a failure?"
Yan Chuyang lowered his eyes, exhaled, and said calmly: "I was eliminated, I was fourth, and I didn't make it to the final."
Wei Qing's eyes flashed, and he was silent for a while and said softly: "Is the result of the match over?"
"Yeah." Yan Chuyang closed his eyes and said solemnly, "The express mail I just received."
"It's okay." Wei Qing pressed him into his arms, kissed the boy's ear and said, "This is just a game, it doesn't mean anything."
"It can be explained." Yan Chuyang leaned on the man's shoulder and said weakly, "I am destined to be unable to do anything well. When I was young, I lost the comic competition in the youth class, so my mother threw me away. I lost the sketch competition, so until my grandma was hospitalized, I didn’t have the money to take her to her hometown Qinghai. Now, I wanted to try my best to enter the finals and earn money for you, but I still lost, Wei Engine."
Yan Chuyang paused, and said in a hoarse voice, "Did you see that I was doomed to accomplish nothing, so you wanted to drive me out early?"
"Nonsense!" Wei Qing lowered his face, held the boy's face and said softly, "Who wants to drive you away? You are so obedient, so cute, and it's too late for me to love you. How could I drive you away? Last night was just an angry talk."
"You don't need to coax me." The boy's eyelids drooped, "I know that I am Liu Adou who can't be helped."
"Yan Chuyang!"
"Wei Qing." The boy raised his eyes, and the transparent eyes were filled with water again, and he whispered hoarsely,
"I don't know what to do, you know? I am very confident in this game. I have worked so hard. I think I can definitely win, but I am still eliminated. I... I am a total loser!"
"No." Wei Qing hugged him tightly in his arms distressedly, "You are great, you are excellent, yes... those judges don't have eyes, they can't see the level of your painting! This has nothing to do with you!"
"That's not the case." Yan Chuyang shook his head and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm just a blindly confident clown without any skills. I always thought I could get a bonus, and I always thought I could make money to support you, but I was wrong. I can't, I can't support you, I can't even support myself!"
"You can raise it." Wei Qing lowered his head, rubbed the tip of the boy's red nose from crying, and said, "It's just that the time has not come yet, you are still young, and you haven't had a chance to make money yet, just wait until you graduate."
"Forget it." Yan Chuyang raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, and said calmly, "I don't want to stay by your side anymore, I want to move out and be alone."
Wei Qing frowned: "We are married, and I am your husband now. No matter what happens to us, we should bear it together. What is it if you move out?"
"No." Yan Chuyang shook his head, and said in a steady voice: "You are not my husband, a person like me does not deserve such an excellent husband like you."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Looking at the boy's pretending calm face, Wei Qing hugged him in his arms distressedly, "How can you think so? You are good-looking, well-behaved and cute, how can you say Not good enough for me?"
"Heh." Yan Chuyang sneered, "So what if I'm good-looking, I'm not a woman, can a man's face be eaten? If the face can make money, how can I still achieve nothing until now?"
Wei Qing was terrified when he heard that, can face make money
Let me go, how could the topic turn to such a high-risk aspect.
"Of course you can't make money." Wei Qing pulled the conversation back on track in time, "You still have to rely on your ability. You have talent and knowledge. Your skin is just a cloud. Relying on your face is something that women only do! Yang just disdains to do such a thing, right?"
Yan Chuyang was stunned, blinked blankly and said, "Why don't you bother to do it? If a man can really rely on his face, I'm willing to give it a try."
"Yan Chuyang!"
"Wei Qing." The boy suddenly sighed dejectedly, buried his face on the man's shoulder, and said cowardly: "I regret it."
Wei Qing was startled: "What?"
The boy let out a long breath and said quietly:
"When I was a sophomore in high school, I worked as a waiter in a bar. The owner of the bar was a fat big sister. One night after work, she was drunk. I took her home and put her on the bed. She grabbed me. Not letting me go, she asked me if I wanted money, I said yes, she said my husband was not at home, and asked me if I would like to sleep in her house, if I lived in her house, she could give me 100,000 a month bucks."
Wei Qing clenched his jaw: "And then?"
"Then I rejected her, I said I'm sorry, I have someone I like, and the elder sister said, handsome boy, you will regret it in the future."
Saying that, the boy sighed heavily, and said in a hoarse voice with a bit of crying, "I really regret it, why did I reject her, if I lived in her house at that time, she would give me 100,000 yuan a month , Calculate how much money I can make now, so that I will also become a rich man, and I can support you."
"You idiot!" Wei Qing lowered his head, pecked the boy's lips fiercely and said, "You are priceless, what is a hundred thousand dollars? That woman is so ridiculous, she pretended to be big with that little money." You want to eat fairy peaches? You're sick!"