C93 The Mystery of Father and Son

A smile so sweet, even more dazzling than a sky full of fireworks.

"I'm looking for him because I want him to send Zhao Wanyi home."

"What happened after that?"

"Later, he found a chauffeur to send Zhao Wanyi home. I stayed behind and encountered a matter of drinking," said Wang Yao.

"... " Then why did you change into a suit?"

"That's because Zhao Wanyi drank too much and threw up on my clothes."

" But in the end, Zhao Wanyi's father said that you were the one who sent Zhao Wanyi home, I... "

"I have a fever."

Yan Xuan sat on the hospital bed. He could not take it anymore when he saw that he had to resort to violence. Lyi Yan was not easy to get rid of him when she met him. He could not help but want to hug her. On the one hand, he did not tell her the truth. He could not help but feel guilty. On the other hand, seeing that she cared about him so much, his heart was filled with gratitude.

"Fever?"

"The two words "Fever" successfully stopped the long-winded "questioning. Lyi Yan rubbed the bedside and one hand touched Yan Xuan's forehead. She touched her forehead with the other hand. ___'s temperature was much higher than hers. After feeling unwell in the stomach, he would always have a fever. These few days, she had to think hard about Zhao Wanyi's matter. She forgot about this matter again.

How many times had it been? She was always in a daze, not gentle at all.

"Yan, I do not like Zhao Wanyi." Yan Xuan saw her slightly vexed look and his slender fingers pulled her small hand down and pulled her into his embrace. "The one I like is you."

... "" The sudden hug and confession made Lyi Yan's face turn red. Her tongue ended and she stammered, "I, I know. That, I just asked so many questions. Actually, I didn't not not believe you..."

"I know. If there is something you don't understand, ask me. Listen to me explain because you believe me." Yan Xuan smelled the faint fragrance on her hair and smiled gently. " Just like last time, Yan Zhengyuan told you that I made up the exam questions. You were so angry and sad, but you still chose to call me directly and ask me. "

"I'm embarrassed when you said that. That time, I also made you suffer. Actually, I should not have listened to Yan Zhengyuan's words at all, but..." Lyi Yan pressed her face against Yan Xuan's chest and listened to his rhythmic heartbeat. After a slight hesitation, she still asked," But I don't understand why Yan Zhengyuan has always treated you that way. What kind of deep hatred do you have? After all, you are father and son, right?"

"Do you want to hear it? The story is a bit long. "

... "I want to hear it."

Lyi Yan thought Yan Xuan would at least hesitate to tell her again, because she asked Qi Mingyu and Jack. They all said that Yan Xuan never talked about himself, and they only knew a rough idea. Yan Xuan hid the details very well. But that evening, Yan Xuan hugged her and burned at the same time. He did not hide anything and slowly told her about the "grudge" between him and his father.

It turned out that the father and son did not have any misunderstanding, but were prejudiced against each other.

"The whole thing has to start with my grandfather."

Yan Xuan's grandfather was also a musician, and he was a professor at a famous music university in the country. He used to be Yan Zhengyuan's mentor. Yan Zhengyuan was talented and talented in music. At first, Yan Xuan's grandfather admired him and liked him. As a proud student, he had invited him home to eat a few times and made him know his daughter. Yan Xuan's mother. However, as they gradually got along, Yan Xuan's grandfather realized... Yan Zhengyuan was eager for quick success. He liked to take shortcuts in everything, and what he loved wasn't the music itself. His strict and stubborn grandfather believed that music was the purest thing. People with distracting thoughts, even if they had talent and talent. From then on, they would be prejudiced against each other. After that, no matter how hard Yan Zhengyuan tried to please him, or how he swore, he would never succeed. His grandfather snorted disdainfully and ignored him. Gradually, a severe estrangement arose between the two of them. However, when the matter developed to that point, Yan Xuan's mother had already fallen in love with Yan Zhengyuan. Love had no rationality to begin with. Therefore, even though Yan Xuan's grandfather strongly opposed it, the two of them were still married.

"At that time, perhaps Yan Zhengyuan didn't love my mother. He only wanted to take revenge on my grandfather."

In order to get married, Yan Xuan's mother had a falling out with Grandpa and left his well-off home. As a piano teacher, although they didn't have a rich life with Yan Zhengyuan, however, it was still acceptable. The next year after their marriage, they gave birth to Yan Xuan. When Yan Xuan was still a baby, he had shown his sensitivity to music and rhythm. Yan Zhengyuan was very happy. But at this time, his grandfather was worried that Yan Xuan would be influenced by Yan Zhengyuan. He also became desperate and unscrupulous, which was why he paid money to make music for Yan Zhengyuan. He took Little Yan Xuan to his grandfather's house to receive strict and good education.

"My grandpa loves me, and he will always be with me whenever he has time. My mom said that my temperament is very similar to his."

Yan Xuan, who was very similar to his grandfather, was able to play the piano very well when he was six or seven years old. However, at a gathering when he was seven years old, in front of everyone, the little Yan Zhengyuan refused to play the song that Yan Zhengyuan wrote. He said, This song is flashy but not practical, which Grandpa hates the most. Of course, the child who said this had no other meaning. He did not even know the true meaning of flashy but not practical. It was just that he was deeply influenced by his grandpa's preferences. However, to Yan Zhengyuan, that sentence was no different from being slapped in public. It was so loud that it made him wish he could strangle this brat who was exactly the same as his grandfather on the spot!

"After that incident, mom realized that the problem was more serious than she had imagined, so she took me home. And after living there, I found out how hard it was for Mom, and how irresponsible Yan Zhengyuan was."

At that time, Yan Xuan was still young, but he had reached the age where he could remember things. Although he did not understand many things, he would always remember them when he saw too many things. For example, Yan Zhengyuan often did not go home. Whenever he went home, he would ask his mother for money. For example, if Yan Zhengyuan came back in a bad mood, he would throw things at home. If he quarreled with his mother, he would be so angry that he might even hit her... Other than that, Yan Zhengyuan never cared about his learning life. He always mocked his musical talent, and Little Yan Xuan insisted on his grandfather's teaching, "If you get beaten up, then hit it back." This kind of reasoning did not go against it every time. Yan Zhengyuan suppressed him. He felt bad for Yan Zhengyuan, and the two of them often quarreled as they talked. If they even fought, perhaps in Yan Zhengyuan's eyes, he had never been his son. It was just a little devil sent by his grandfather to continue torturing him.

"Grandfather was actually angered to death by him, even though Mother insisted on not being his son."

Yan Xuan's grandfather had died of myocardial infarction, and his leg had been broken by Yan Zhengyuan. Not long after he missed a very important match. The death of his grandfather had dealt a huge blow to Yan Xuan. This was also the reason why his relationship with Yan Zhengyuan had worsened. It was completely irreconcilable.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little tired. Let's talk about it next time."

"Yan Xuan, don't be sad..."

The story stopped when it came to Yan Xuan's mother's car accident. Lyi Yan looked at the hidden pain in Yan Xuan's eyes and her heart twisted in pain. But she could not help him share the burden, so she could only move closer. She imitated him and kissed his forehead. Kissing his forehead was a blessing, and she hoped that he would never be sad alone ever again. She hoped that she could walk into his heart and block the big hole in his heart. She did not want the cold wind to blow inside again.

It was late at night. This complicated and sad story made Lyi Yan unable to calm down for a long time. At the end of the day, what was wrong with Yan Xuan? Back then, Yan Zhengyuan could have refused his grandfather's investment to help him make music, and he could have led little Yan Xuan's life. Wasn't there no such thing as Yan Xuan torturing him like his grandfather? However, Lyi Yan couldn't help but feel fortunate that her grandfather had taken Yan Xuan away and taken care of him for seven years. It was hard to imagine that Yan Xuan, who had been following Yan Zhengyuan since childhood, would be like this. What would he look like today?

It shouldn't be the way she liked him.

Lyi Yan sighed lightly and tiptoed down from the simple bed. She quietly walked to the side of the bed and secretly looked at Yan Xuan's sleeping face. The temperature dropped a little, but the fever had not completely subsided. This time, the gastric hole and shock had severely injured his vitality. He had slept for three days. He was still dispirited and his face was pale. He would appear very tired at any time. Speaking of vital energy being greatly damaged, she thought of drinking again. The explanation that he had told her earlier... There were reasonable things and also unreasonable things. After thinking about it carefully, she felt that it was a bit unreal to go around in circles, but she had already decided to believe in him. She believed that there was nothing between him and Zhao Wanyi. She believed that even if she believed him, she would keep it from him. There was also a reason to hide it from her.

"Well, seeing that you have said so much to me, I will let you off this time, okay?"

Lyi Yan whispered softly as she held Yan Xuan's hand that was placed outside the blanket. She looked at him carefully. Her beautiful fingers were slender and fair. They were not rough at all when it came to physical work. There were only some calluses made from musical instruments that were much bigger than her hands. The most important thing was that her nails were always trimmed very cleanly. She liked his slight mysophobia, and liked his refreshing aura. Occasionally, the faint smell of tobacco was not annoying either. In fact, if it was not because his stomach was too bad... She also quite liked the way he held the goblet at the banquet...

"Not sleeping in the middle of the night..." Yan Xuan's fingers moved slightly and he gently shook her little hand. Yan Xuan smiled and opened his eyes, looking at the little girl who disturbed people's dreams.

"Ah, sorry, I woke you up!" Lyi Yan stuck out her tongue and touched his forehead. "Why hasn't the fever completely gone down?"

"Under normal circumstances, it will recover tomorrow. Cough cough..." Yan Xuan felt uncomfortable in his throat and coughed softly. "I am a little thirsty, help me pour some water."

"Got it ~" Lyi Yan poured some water and added some cold water. She looked back and saw that Yan Xuan had already sat up. "Is it still uncomfortable in your stomach?" she asked.

"It's okay." Yan Xuan slowly drank the water. He could not escape the pain in his stomach. He would not feel very comfortable during the recovery period. "What's wrong? Can't sleep?"

"Yes, my heart is in chaos, but I don't know exactly what I am thinking. Hehe ~"

"Is it because of me? This is the first time I've said it to others. I didn't think that it would be much easier to say it out loud. Hehe, so the pressure has shifted to you."

"No, I'm also very happy to be your first listener ~"

"Probably the last one."

Yan Xuan turned sideways, held her shoulder, and kissed her lightly. Then he raised his head and looked at her charming face.

"... " Hmm? What's wrong? Are you looking at me like that?"

"Thank you for holding me back earlier, that's why I didn't lose my last family member."

"Yan Xuan..."

"Yes, do you want to sleep with me? "

"Eh?"

"Isn't it because I can't sleep? Why don't I hum a lullaby for you?"

"What lullaby! I'm not a child!"

Hugging her, although there was an unspeakable torture, there was also endless warmth. Originally, he thought that she had always been relying on him, but now it seemed that his dependence on her was not small at all, and perhaps even more.

"Yan, good morning. Your mood today seems to be very good ~"

"Yes, yes. Sister Yin, good morning. Because I had a good dream last night ~"

"Haha, then let's continue to work hard today. Oh, right, tonight we plan to go and see Teacher Yan Xuan together. Do you want to go together?"

"Yes, I want to."

"Everyone is thinking hard about what to give him. They don't know what that poker face guy likes at all. I really don't know what to do when I ask Jack. Do you young people have any new stuff? Why don't I leave the matter of choosing gifts to you and Ning?"

" No, what good gifts can two bumpkins choose! "

As she spoke, Queen Zhao's voice suddenly came in. Lyi Yan turned around to look at her. She also looked to be in a very good mood.

"Leave this matter to Lyi Yan and me. What kind of gift will the boy choose ~ Hey, are you free in the afternoon? Let's go out and buy."

"Huh? Oh, I'm free."

The sudden invitation caught Lyi Yan off guard. Queen Zhao was still high and mighty, but she felt that something was different. Did she think too much?