Yang Anyu and Yi Chenyan had to be separated for a few months, and their husbands had a difficult "long-distance relationship", so it became commonplace for them to show affection on the phone.
"Chen Yan, I miss you."
Intimacy has been done too much, Yang Anyu never squeezed at this time, and his words did not conceal his thoughts.
"How much do you think?" Yi Chenyan chuckled, and a certain movie emperor was secretly refreshed.
"I want to hug you and kiss you."
"But you can't hold or kiss you now, what should you do?"
Once a certain movie emperor with indifferent temperament opened the meat, he would not only play hooligans on the bed, but also would be more and more teasing and teasing Yang Anyu.
"Um..." Yang Anyu thought for a while, and then smiled, "Haha, I still have a lot of Chenyan's pillows and blankets for you. I specially ordered a waiting pillow two days ago, and I am ready to hug it to sleep."
"..." Yi Chenyan was startled at first, then a little bit dumbfounded. Someone's idiot power is indeed very high, and the way of expression is also various.
"Xiaoyu, you sing a song for me." Yi Chenyan said slowly.
"Huh?" Yang Anyu was a little surprised, "but I'm bad at singing, if you don't think--"
Yi Chenyan interrupted him immediately: "I don't dislike it."
"Chen Yan, what song do you want to listen to?"
"Whatever you sing, I will listen to it."
Yang Anyu thought for a moment, and then hummed it softly. His voice was still clear and clean, and the sweetness behind every lyrics was so thick that he sang "A Thousand Words" written for him by Yi Chenyan Wan Yu.
Listening to Yang Anyu's singing on the phone, Yi Chenyan's mouth became wider and wider, and his heart was sweet and warm. He sang so skillfully, it seems that he has already learned it.
"Chen Yan, do I sing well?"
"It sounds good." Yi Chenyan said with a smile.
"Coax me again. Although I practiced many times, I still don't sing as well as you."
"It's okay, I can teach you slowly when I get back."
Listening to this, Yang Anyu felt sweet again in his heart. After he finished singing "A Thousand Words of Feathers", he changed to another song that was very sweet and brainwashed recently.
"If I want to send you a text message, I miss you so much; if I want to call you immediately, I miss you so much; the first thing I do to get up every day is to miss you so much, whether it's sunny or It's raining, I miss you so much...
I don't understand sweet words, so I just say I miss you, anyway, I just want to make you happy! "
The melody is lively and lively, and the lyrics are simple and clear, which is in line with Yang Anyu's voice, and his love for Yi Chenyan is also eager, giving people a pure and sincere feeling without other things.
He was almost thirty years old. Yi Chenyan had been confused for a long time. As he grew older, he thought he would never be able to wait for such a person again. Who knew that the boy in the dream had really come to reality and came to himself. By your side.
As the smile deepened on his mouth, Yi Chenyan's eyes became deeper, and the desire for exclusivity in his eyes became heavier and heavier, and he couldn't let it go.
"...I miss you so much, really miss you so much, not fake, miss you so much..."
"Boom!"
Suddenly, Tang Guo knocked on the door outside, and then pushed in, with a plain written on her face: excuseme?
"Uh..." Yang Anyu paused, thinking about his behavior just now, and he couldn't help being embarrassed.
In front of Yi Chenyan, he had done any shameful things, but if he suddenly changed someone else, it would be different.
As a single Wang, Tang Guo, who was abused with blood on his face, was also very uncomfortable. He cleared his throat and said seriously: "Master, Brother Qi is already urging, it's time to work."
"Oh."
So Yang Anyu reluctantly hung up the phone.
At around nine o'clock in the evening, today's scene was over. Yang Anyu was on his way back to a nearby hotel to rest. The phone rang again, but this time it was from his brother Yang Jue.
"Brother, is there anything?"
"Xiaoyu, we should go to see Dad." Yang Jue's tone was much lower than usual.
In a blink of an eye, next Tuesday, this day is also the anniversary of Yang's father Yang Peng's death.
In late autumn, today's sky is gray and raindrops fell in a short while. The cold rain was caught in the bleak wind, blowing through rows of gray tombstones, messing up people's hair and making everyone feel better. The hair was heavy, and it seemed to rain in my heart.
Yang Anyu followed Yang Jue, and of course several important Yang family uncles, accompanied Madam Yang to the cemetery.
Yang Jue was standing next to Madam Yang holding an umbrella. Madam Yang was wearing a black dress. She was holding a fresh bouquet, just staring quietly at the cold tombstone in front of her, but did not speak for a long time.
Seeing his mother's dignified expression and kept silent, Yang Jue had no choice but to say something first, and then the uncles of the Yang family also bent down, cherishing the past, and also expressing their wishes and hope for the future.
Yang Anyu was the last one to bow. Although Yang Peng was the father of the original owner, Yang Anyu also fully expressed his respect, gratitude, and apologies.
Judging from the memories acquired, the original owner hated this biological father very much, and had never wanted to worship Yang Peng before. But Yang Anyu thought that the original owner was too obsessed. After all, it was the affection between father and son. How could this thick blood bond be easily let go, not to mention that Yang Peng had passed away for a long time.
Mrs. Yang didn't say a word during the whole process, and finally put the bouquet in front of Yang Peng's tombstone, and then she left without looking back, supported by others.
People always have to look forward. She has loved and hated, and insisted on more. After all, she is injured.
Mrs. Yang and the other Yang family members gradually moved away. Seeing that Yang Jue was still standing still, Yang Anyu was still with her brother without disturbing too much.
"Actually, I hate him very much." After a long silence, Yang Jue said slowly.
Yang Anyu was stunned, thinking about Yang Jue's experience, he could understand, so he didn't say anything, and let Yang Jue continue.
"I hardly saw him when I was a child, and the concept of my father was also vague. Later, when I grew up, I tried to do my best in everything. I wanted him to praise me more and care about me more, but compared to me, He likes you more, even the guy Yi Chenyan..." Yang Jue said, clenching his fists involuntarily.
Yang Peng first married Mrs. Yang for the sake of his family and heeded the advice of his parents. There was no love for her at all.
For a long time, Yang Peng was busy with his career and left Yang Jue and Mrs. Yang abroad. Yang Jue grew up abroad. When he was a child, the chances of meeting his father Yang Peng were very few. Later, he returned to China and entered the company to study for about two years. But Yang Peng brought back the original Yang Anyu. Bastard outside.
Yang Anyu lowered his eyes slightly. Whether it was to Yang Jue or the original owner, Yang Peng was not a qualified father.
"I still remember that when Dad was seriously ill in the hospital, the doctor told us that he might not be able to last a few days. Dad, my mother, and the uncle and uncle all confessed something, but there was no time. Long, who knows that in the end he called Yi Chenyan an outsider into the ward..." At this point, Yang Jue's eyes suddenly changed and he looked at Yang Anyu.
Yang Anyu was startled, always feeling that Yang Jue was going to say something important next.
"Brother, do you know what they said?"
Yang Jue shook his head: "I don't know. Dad and Yi Chenyan talked in it for a long time, but they suddenly became ill. He didn't get through and left like that, leaving all of us behind."
"So you think Chenyan irritated him?" Yang Anyu asked again, and he slowly understood why Yang Jue hated Yi Chenyan.
"I don't know, I can't guess what that guy is thinking sometimes!" Yang Jue was a little excited, "After that, our Yang family didn't welcome Yi Chenyan very much. You registered your marriage with him without authorization. At the moment, only my mother and I know."
If he were to be another woman, and his husband brought an illegitimate child back one day, he would definitely oppose it strongly and would not allow Yang Anyu to step into the gate of the Yang family.
But Mrs. Yang's recuperation was very good. Instead of making a big noise, she accepted Yang Anyu, a rebellious child.
Ms. Yang hid many things in her heart because she really liked Yang Peng and could understand Yang Peng's thoughts and understand Yang Peng's guilt for Yang Anyu and his mother.
"Brother, thank you!" Yang Anyu said loudly, "and Mrs. She is really amazing, and she really loves Dad."
"..." Yang Jue didn't say a word, of course he knew his mother better than anyone else.
"Brother, this day next year, I..."
Looking at Yang Anyu's expression, he seemed to have made a very important decision. Yang Jue said a little strangely: "What? What do you want to do?"
Squeezing the palm of his hand, Yang Anyu's eyes were firm: "I will bring you Chenyan over here."
Yang Jue was stunned for an instant: "..."
"I didn't have any brothers or sisters before, and I often envied other people's children. Some of them, not only their parents, but also their brothers and sisters, can play together, fight together, grab food together, but now I Suddenly an older brother appeared."
Yang Anyu slowly said, recalling the past, his parents died early when he was a child, he didn't realize any affection at all, but he got a lot of things in this world.
"Brother, I'm really...really lucky, so happy!"
"Hey! You kid, don't suddenly say such sensational things."
Although he was a bit disgusted, Yang Jue walked over and hugged Yang Anyu, patted him on the back, and said: "Actually I am too, you have become obedient now. I am also very lucky to have a brother like you. ."
Yang Jue originally had no younger brother. At that time, Yang Anyu didn't treat him as an older brother at all, but now he is different.
Although Yang Anyu is still naughty sometimes and will make fun of him, but with more trust and dependence, Yang Jue feels that he has more responsibility on his shoulders.
That night, Yang Anyu hesitated for a long time, but couldn't sleep all the time, he thought about it and grabbed the phone.
After eleven o'clock, afraid of waking Yi Chenyan, Yang Anyu didn't make a call, but sent a WeChat tentatively.
[Are you there? ]
After half a minute, Yi Chenyan actually replied.
[why are not you sleeping? Going to bed early is good for your health]
Yang Anyu was excited, but not even sleepy, and spoke into the phone.
"Hey, Chen Yan, didn't you also sleep up?" Yang Anyu smiled.
"I miss you."
In the silent night, Yi Chenyan's magnetic voice was soft and affectionate, and Yang Anyu's heart was like sugar sprinkled, especially sweet.
However, Yang Anyu thought about something and put away a smile: "Chen Yan, on this day, besides me, you should still miss someone, for example...my dad."
Yi Chenyan was silent for a while before he said indifferently: "It seems that Yang Jue said something to you. You are wrong, and I won't miss him. Yang Peng is a man, I hate him."
Hate it? Yang Anyu was stunned. Yi Chen said that he cherished the chess that Yang Peng gave him very much. He also liked to play chess with himself. His words obviously concealed too much thought.
"Chen Yan, although I will listen to what others say, it is their opinion of you, and I also have my own ideas." After taking a deep breath, Yang Anyu said confidently, "In this world, I like you the most, so no matter what Whenever, I will choose to believe in you."
Suddenly, Yi Chenyan's heart was shocked.
He has never been a good person, he will only show another side to certain people, and more often he is calm and indifferent.
All his loved ones left one after another. He was betrayed and abandoned. Sometimes he was cruel to do something, even he himself couldn't guarantee his reason, but Yang Anyu was willing to believe in himself so wholeheartedly.
Seeing Yi Chenyan's delay in responding, Yang Anyu said again: "Chenyan, you and my brother both say they hate my dad, but in fact, I think you all care about him."
Yang Anyu could see clearly, and a single sentence pierced Yi Chenyan's heart, making Yi Chenyan couldn't help but recall the scene at the hospital.
He stood by Yang Peng's hospital bed blankly, but Yang Peng's heart had stopped and he was "sleeping" forever.
If Yang Peng can be later, wait for him to finish the next sentence... but it is too late.
"Chen Yan, I'm sorry, maybe I shouldn't mention this, are you sad?" Yang Anyu asked worriedly.
Yi Chenyan said faintly: "I'm fine. It's getting late, go to sleep."
"Chen Yan, don't be sad, or I will fly to City D and fly to you."
"Immediately?" Yi Chenyan was amused by him, "Do you think you are a Superman, or do you have any door of Doraemon?"
"Hey, if there are any doors, it would be great, it is simply too happy!" Yang Anyu was quite emotional, but the next second his eyes changed and his tone increased a lot, "But Chen Yan, if I really want to see you, I will use various methods, and I will see you no matter what."
Yi Chenyan was touched again, and said with a smile: "Well, you are the best."
Then, Yi Chenyan stopped speaking, and sent another WeChat message [Xiaoyu, I will be back as soon as possible, you have to be good]
Yang Anyu also typed quickly [Uhhhhhhhhhhh (づ￣3￣)づ╭～]
As a result, two days later, the scandal between Yang Anyu and He Ruoying broke out.