"You! Come back for me!"

Xia Xiqing showed a sympathetic expression in hypocrisy, "What a pity, your son only listens to me. The property of this family belongs to mine, and even your son born from ten months of pregnancy is mine."

This sentence was Yu Fangyue’s biggest heart disease. She was so angry that she trembled. She pointed at Xia Xiqing and scolded, “You are just like your mother, just a nerve…”

Before the last word was scolded, Xia Xiqing was splashed with hot tea on his face, and his wet hair was pressed on his face, making him feel extremely embarrassed.

"I have wanted to pay tribute to you this cup of tea, and it is always inconvenient for Xia Xiuze to be here." Xia Xiqing was playing with the tea cup in his hand, and his tone was gentle and gentle. "I give him face, but it doesn't mean I treat you as a human being."

"Forget it, Xi Qing." Xia Yunkai tried to dissuade Xia Xiqing as if he was a kind-hearted person, but it made him laugh.

Xia Xiqing looked up at him and curled his lips, "What are you playing a good dad here? When I was sent to the hospital, why didn't you say forget it, save my life?"

"In the past, my father was not good, but I was young and energetic, and I always..."

"Don't make excuses." Xia Xiqing looked down at his fingers, and there was a little red paint on it, like a blood spot, which was very eye-catching, "A scum is a scum, and a scum when old is still a scum."

After saying that, he looked up and smiled, "I said I am, don't take it to my heart."

Xia Xiuze came back, holding the cake in his hand. Seeing Xia Xiqing still in the private room, she smiled well and cutely, "Brother, you haven't left."

"I haven't left, I'm waiting for you." When Xia Xiuze sat down, Xia Xiqing reached out and patted his shoulder, "I'm one year older, don't be like a child anymore."

"Then I'm a child compared to you." Xia Xiuze happily inserted the candle, and did not even notice that his mother's face was covered with water stains that could not be wiped clean. Seeing Xia Xiuze so happy, Xia Xiqing suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. In this sick family, Xia Xiuze was the only one who was simple and kind, which was very ironic.

"I'll go out and smoke a cigarette."

"elder brother……"

"I'll be back in a while, leave me a cake." Xia Xiqing pulled the door. When she walked out, someone seemed to come out of another box and met. The man was dressed in famous brands and looked just a little bit good, but his temperament was too greasy, and his walking posture was always the style of the young master.

The other party stared at him for a while. If it were in the past, Xia Xiqing would still be confused. But now when the show is broadcast, he is often watched on the road and has long been used to it.

When he walked to the other end of the bamboo forest, Xia Xiqing took a cigarette, but the night wind blew outside. It took him a long time to ignite it, which made him even more irritable.

The leaves of the bamboo forest were swaying around by the wind. Through the gap, Xia Xiqing seemed to see a familiar figure standing there in the Zhuge Gallery, with a temperament that looked particularly similar to Xu Qichen.

He couldn't help but turn his head and look at it. It was Xu Qichen, who was standing next to the railing on the corridor.

"Qichen."

Xu Qichen turned around and smiled the moment he saw Xia Xiqing, "Hey, why are you here? What a coincidence."

It was a happy thing whenever I saw Xu Qichen. Xia Xiqing walked over and stood outside the corridor, with her elbows on the vermilion railing, "What are you doing?"

"Oh, it's a social engagement. It's just broken up."

"Wait for someone?" Xia Xiqing looked up at Xu Qichen, "Xia Zhixu didn't come to pick you up."

Xu Qichen felt a little embarrassed, "I told him not to come. He had to come. Now it is probably coming soon."

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Xia Xiqing poked Xu Qichen's waist, "It's sticky."

Xu Qichen was tickled and grabbed his hand and hid for a while. He smiled like a child. The more he did this, the more Xia Xiqing wanted to tease him, "Don't hide from you."

"What are you doing?"

Xia Xiqing's hands trembled. Isn't this Zhou Ziheng's voice? Isn't Zhou Ziheng walking towards him with his hands in his pocket? Xia Xiqing was also puzzled. How could he be hit by Zhou Ziheng when he was having fun with others?

The hood covered most of Zhou Ziheng's face, and he couldn't see the expression clearly. Xia Xiqing was about to explain, but Xu Qichen stole it first, "You two are so familiar, so I don't need to introduce it."

"Who is familiar with him?" Xia Xiqing leaned against the railing like a gangster, and soon said something else from Xu Qichen's words, "No, you introduced it? You just had a meal with him?"

"Yes." Xu Qichen smiled, "Let's talk about the script."

"You want him to act the novel you wrote again?" Xia Xiqing found that there was a thread on the corner of Xu Qichen's clothes, so he reached out and pulled it over, preparing to use a lighter to break it.

"No, this time it's an original script."

Zhou Ziheng coughed, and Xu Qichen smiled with insight, "What, there are still people waiting for me, I have to leave, you guys talk first."

"Hey..." Xia Xiqing didn't have time to pull, and Xu Qichen left without even turning his head. He frowned and turned back to his head to look at Zhou Ziheng, "You said you would be disappointed or not, I just talked for a while."

Zhou Ziheng also leaned against the railing and reached out to take away the limited edition lighter in Xia Xiqing's hand. "I can't tell you're quite careful."

Xia Xiqing knew that he was talking about the threading for Xu Qichen just now, and he found it funny, "I'll fire it for him if I pull the thread."

"Take it a little?" Zhou Ziheng raised his eyebrows.

Xia Xiqing pinched Zhou Ziheng's chin, "Everyone said that food is with your idol, why do I feel that your mouth is getting more and more in line with me?"

Zhou Ziheng grabbed his wrist seriously and "kissed infectious."

"Get out." Just saying that you can't kiss outside, you can't kiss casually. Xia Xiqing felt boring, so he let go of his hand holding his chin, pressed the railing and flew over.

Afraid that he fell, Zhou Ziheng reached out to support his waist. Before he could touch it, Xia Xiqing quickly grabbed his wrist with a smile on his face, "Don't touch me." Zhou Ziheng then remembered that there was a scar on his waist, and he didn't know that his wound had been exposed long ago.

"Where will you go later?" Xia Xiqing asked.

"go home."

Xia Xiqing hooked his ankle with her feet, "Take me on the way, handsome guy."

Zhou Ziheng stretched out his hand and tied the extra strand of his hair behind his ears, "Don't you go back and continue to celebrate your brother's birthday?"

Xia Xiqing gently stepped on Zhou Ziheng's sneakers, her eyes drooped, "I've wanted to escape for a long time, and I feel so disgusting."

Zhou Ziheng grabbed his wrist and Xia Xiqing raised his head to look at him. The cold moonlight slid past the edge of his hat and shot into his deep and strong eyes, like the moon shadow falling into the middle of the lake, and he was dragged forward.

“Where to go?”

"elopement."

The author has something to say: Brother: I want to leave a cake for my brother.

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