"Mingzhi?"
Su Jinyu was a little surprised, looking at the young man who didn't dare to cry with tears in his eyes, he subconsciously looked back at the expressionless man in the living room behind him.
Gu Peilang: "..."
"Why are you crying? Did something happen?" Su Jinyu blocked the person behind him with his back, frowned slightly, and looked at Fang Mingzhi with concern.
After hearing the words of concern from my friend, the tears that were just swirling in my eyes suddenly flowed out like a flood that had unloaded the gate.
Fang Mingzhi wiped away the tears on his face with the back of his hand, and pursed his mouth: "Woo... Jin Yu... My parents... Got it..."
He said a sentence intermittently and kept choking, but Su Jinyu understood it immediately.
The expression on the man's face changed slightly, he raised his hand and pulled the man into the room.
"You don't cry, come first..."
Fang Mingzhi's mood was a little unstable, and he spoke intermittently. When Su Jinyu asked him anything, he just shook his head, lowered his head and dropped Doudou silently.
Seeing that Su Jinyu couldn't ask anything, he could only take the person to the bedroom on the third floor to comfort him. When he left, he gestured to the man sitting on the sofa opposite with his eyes.
Gu Peilang nodded, and after the two went upstairs, he took out his mobile phone and called his assistant.
It was picked up quickly there.
Neither of them spoke, and there was a brief silence on the phone.
"Fang Mingzhi is here with me." Gu Peilang spoke first.
The voice on the other side of the phone was hoarse: "I know."
Gu Peilang raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you worried about him?"
"Boss, can I ask you and Mr. Su for one thing?"
Gu Peilang: "You say it."
"Help me take care of him."
…
It has been an hour since Su Jinyu came out of the guest room.
In the corridor, Gu Peilang leaned against the wall with his hands on his back, and stood up straight after hearing the sound.
"Why did you come up?"
Gu Peilang didn't answer his question, just glanced at the door that the other party gently closed: "How is he?"
Su Jinyu's face couldn't be better, he shook his head, and the two turned to leave together.
A long time ago, Su Jinyu knew that what Fang Mingzhi and his wife wanted most was that Fang Mingzhi could find a gentle and virtuous girl as his wife. As early as when Fang Mingzhi was in college, the two began to ask him what kind of girl he liked, and occasionally He would use the rare time to get together to introduce him to the daughter of the partner's family. The young man complained a lot to Su Jinyu because of this.
At that time, Su Jinyu didn't have much thought, and even agreed with Fang's father and mother's approach, because Fang Mingzhi's personality was too soft. If he found a girl who was short-tempered, he was worried that the other party would be bullied in the future.
However, things were unpredictable. He didn't expect Fang Mingzhi to fall in love with Liu Qi, nor did he expect Fang's father and mother to have such a big reaction after knowing that the young man liked a man.
"... Mingzhi and Liu Qi's chat records were seen by auntie, and Mingzhi's knees were blue."
In the bedroom, Su Jinyu and Gu Peilang were sitting beside the bed, remembering the two groups of black greens on the young man's knees, his originally frowning brows pressed down again.
Gu Peilang took his lover's hand into it: "Liu Qi is already on his way to Fang's house, don't worry, he will take care of it."
The man's words didn't stretch Su Jinyu's frowning brows much: "Uncle and auntie are a very... stubborn person..."
Fang Mingzhi cried and told him that he had knelt down and begged the two, but they just didn't agree. The woman who has always shown herself as a strong woman at work even told the young man that if he dared to be with Liu Qi, they would cut off the mother-son relationship.
…
The room with the curtains closed deliberately was dimly lit. The slender body of the person lying on the bed was curled up into a small ball. The person who had been guarding him by the bed left with light footsteps and slowly opened his eyes. , the hot and humid tears flowed across the bridge of the nose into the other eye, and then from the corner of the eye into the soft pillow.
The small bulge under the quilt trembled slightly, Fang Mingzhi buried his nose and mouth in the quilt, recalling the angry mother who was mute and the father who was disappointed and blamed, biting his lips and holding back his sobbing.
He didn't understand, he just liked someone he liked, why they made such a big fire, as if he had made an unforgivable mistake. But obviously, he didn't do anything wrong, he just... wanted to pursue his own happiness, that's all.
The young man has never been so sad as he is now. The place under his ribs seemed to be pinched by a pair of invisible hands. The pain made him unable to breathe, and the pain made him feel wronged.
"Well... Liu Qi..."
In the saddest time, the person who most wanted to be by his side was not there. The young man could only blink his eyes in tears and call the name of the person in his heart over and over again.
The phone whose screen had shattered into a spider web pattern was tightly held in the palm of his hand. Fang Mingzhi lifted the quilt, choking, and kept pressing the power button.
The phone that was smashed to the floor by the angry woman has not turned on since the screen went out. No matter how many times Fang Mingzhi pressed it, the shattered screen was still black. Indistinctly, the red and swollen eyes of the young man were also reflected on it.
"Di..."
A faint voice rang clearly in the quiet room, and the phone that had been on strike was finally restored to life tenaciously thanks to Fang Mingzhi's unremitting efforts.
Fang Mingzhi's hands were shaking while holding the phone.
Although the screen was so shattered that the words on it could not be read clearly, he still accurately opened the call log, found the man's phone number and dialed it.
The waiting time was long, but the phone rang and the person on the other side hung up.
hang up...
Fang Mingzhi blinked and couldn't believe it, but when he called again, he turned off the phone.
Even if the sky fell, the young man was holding his mobile phone, his heart completely sank to the bottom of the sub-zero lake, and the last trace of light in his eyes disappeared.
On the other side, Fang's villa.
The air in the exquisitely decorated hall was low and stiff, and the hostess's angry face was even more inhumanly cold.
In front of the woman is a man in a dark gray suit, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his tall nose, handsome eyebrows, and a bookish beauty, but the five bright red finger prints on his left cheek are vivid. destroy this beauty.
"Just one word, leave my son!"
Mother Fang looked at the calm and submissive man in front of her and spoke coldly.
Father Fang, who was sitting on the sofa next to him, didn't say a word from beginning to end, but the pair of scrutinizing eyes didn't leave the other person for a moment.
"I'm sorry Mrs. Fang."
Liu Qi looked up at the woman in front of him, his slightly narrow eyes full of determination, he said, "I can't do it."