Chapter 17: CH 17

Chi Yin knew her mother was a mistress when she was eight years old.

She doesn't care about the gossip of her relatives or her father's indifferent attitude, because she has a mother and a brother who doesn't care. That is a boy who frowns every day, but puts candy in his pocket. In Chi Yin's heart, he is the best brother in the world.

But her brother doesn't like this family. He hates Qin Menglu, but he hates Chi Yuedi even more.

Every day, Chi Yu smashes bowls or teacups, locks the door in the bedroom and cannot get out, and turns on the loudspeaker at four o'clock in the morning. Chi Yuedi doesn't care. He didn't endure it any longer, he just thought Chi Yu's behavior was naive and ridiculous.

Until Chi Yu lit his study with a lighter, Chi Yuedi beat someone for the first time and threatened to let him get out.

Chi Yin didn't want to let him go, so he climbed onto his father's arm and said softly as possible, "Chi Yin doesn't want to let my brother go."

Open her hand: "What are you doing?"

At that time, Chi Yin didn't know why her father didn't love her, her mother said so.

"Your father is very busy, and sometimes has a bad temper. As long as you are obedient, gentle and sensible, your father will see you one day."

Later, she was very obedient, never taking the initiative to speak at the dinner table, and she followed everything Chi Yuedi wanted to do it, and so did her mother. But Chi Yuedi didn't look at them more, as if he had used a rag thrown in the corner, it doesn't matter if he looked more and less.

As the days passed, she and Qin Menglu were still indispensable members of the family, but her father was a little concerned about Chi Yu. She's not jealous, but she's just a little discouraged, why can her brother win Dad's favor by doing nothing.

"Yinyin, don't be stupid! You are a girl and you are not taken seriously. If Chi Yu is valued by your father, your mother will only be kicked out in the future!"

"Why would my brother kick us out?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, the woman's voice trembled, she whispered, "Yinyin, mother has nothing, mother only has you." Chi Yin worked hard to play a docile and sensible daughter beside Chi Yue Di, fanning the wind, there is no shortage of such things as lighting a ghost fire. She had no other idea, as long as Chi Yuedi gave them a way to survive, it was enough.

Chi Yin's thoughts were pulled back by the sound of Chi Yu slamming the door. She looked at the boy's black shoe print at the door, lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Qin Menglu hurriedly stepped forward and said anxiously: "What did he say to your father? Why did he suddenly talk about property?"

"I don't know"

"Your father shouldn't have drafted a will so early... or you go up. Check his tone?"

"Mom." Chi Yin raised her head and changed her soft tone, her voice was a little hoarse. "I'm very tired, can I do it another day?"

"How can this kind of thing be another day!" Qin Menglu's facial features were all tied together, "If all the property is taken away by Chi Yu, the hardship I have suffered for so many years will be in vain.!"

Chi Yin felt unfamiliar with the hideous-looking woman in front of her.

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"What did you suffer?" There was a bit of sarcasm in her tone, and she raised her eyebrows and continued: "Do you earn a cent of the money you buy luxury goods? Have you ever cooked a meal at home? After so many years, have you walked more than 100 steps?"

It seems that Chi Yin did not expect to say that, Qin Menglu's face was a little unsightly, "If it is considered hard work," Chi Yin paused and twitched the corner of his mouth: "You may be the one who suffers the most in the whole country."

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It was raining lightly in the sky, Chi Yu raised his head and stood at the gate of the residential area for a long time before entering, but within a few minutes' walk, the raindrops also tended to get heavier and heavier. . Bean-sized raindrops fell on his face, and the boy's footsteps were neither rushed nor slow, until he saw the tall and straight figure in front of the unit door, Chi Yu was stunned in place.

Fu Zhian didn't know how long he stood at the door, his shoulders and hair were almost wet, but he still stood tall and straight.

"Why are you here?"

"Waiting for you."

The boy's face was not much different from when he was a child. It was still clean and indifferent. The light-colored pupils seemed to hold nothing in them, and they seemed to be too full. After saying two short words, Fu Zhian didn't speak again, just stared at him motionless.

Chi Yu turned around and turned on the fingerprint lock switch, but after pressing it for a long time, the fingerprint could not be recorded.

"Fuck." His patience was almost worn out, Chi Yu cursed a few times in a low voice, and kicked the door several times with his irritable legs.

"Are you crying?"

Fu Zhian said coldly, Chi Yu's raised leg paused in the air, he touched his red eyes and shouted, "You're the one who fucking cried!"

"Your face is wet."

"Then it's the rain."

"Is that so?" Fu Zhian's voice was a little hoarse, he suddenly stepped forward and quickly shortened the distance between the two.

"I'll check it out."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chi Yu didn't react when the back of his head was suddenly pulled forward by a force. Fu Zhian grabbed the back of his head with one hand, grabbed the boy's collar with the other hand, and kissed the drop of water on the corner of the boy's lips straight.

He only felt that fireworks exploded in his brain, Chi Yu looked at Fu Zhian's trembling eyelashes, and clenched his hands on both sides unconsciously.

Fu Zhian didn't want to let go, he knew he had crossed the line, but he seemed out of control. Seemingly feeling Chi Yu's body becoming more and more stiff, Fu Zhian moved his lips reluctantly, but then stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked his lips lightly.

Chi Yu looked at Fu Zhian with a blank face, lowered his head and pursed his lips. Fu Zhian squinted and smiled and said, "Well, it's not tears."

"It's sweet."

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