I still want to pretend after falling off the horse

Chapter 67 Gradually Derailed

Maybe it was because the wine had a really strong stamina. Yang Yixin felt dizzy after a while, and his stomach felt very uncomfortable. The smell of alcohol and stomach acid continued to rise.He found a bench by the side of the road and sat down, clutching his stomach and leaning against the back of the chair.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Ran Feixing sat next to him and asked.

Yang Yixin closed his eyes and shook his head, "It's okay, you can go back, Shang Yuan is here to pick me up."

Ran Feixing didn't speak anymore, and the roadside was also very quiet.Yang Yixin closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep. Alcohol paralyzed his consciousness, and everything in the outside world slowly faded away and finally disappeared.

"Yang Yixin." Ran Feixing called out in a low voice, and seeing that he didn't respond, he slowly approached.She looked at his face unscrupulously, so close that she could almost see the fine fluff on his face, and smell the moist alcohol on his breath.

The thing he longs for is close at hand, Ran Feixing can't help thinking: If I hide him, will he belong to me forever?

He stretched out his hand in a daze, and the moment he touched his cheek, a hand suddenly stretched out beside him, and squeezed his hand violently!The strength is so great that it almost breaks his hand!

Ran Feixing raised his head suddenly, and saw Shang Yuan standing behind, with red eyes and a gloomy expression, like a beast about to get angry.

He was probably really considering whether to pinch the hand off.

Enduring the severe pain, Ran Feixing raised his head and looked at him with a gloomy expression.He is not afraid of Shang Yuan, just like the king cobra has the power to hang a tiger.

In this terrifying confrontation, no one backed down.

Until Yang Yixin swayed and suddenly fell to the side.At this moment, Shang Yuan quickly let go of his hand, and took Yang Yixin into his arms.

"What happened to him?" Shang Yuan asked in a deep voice.

Ran Feixing stood up, squeezed the painful hand bones, and made a crisp "click", probably in the right position, but he only twitched slightly from the corner of his eyes.If it weren't for the cold sweat on his forehead, no one could see how painful this movement was.

"Drink two glasses with me." Ran Feixing said.

After drinking two cups, can it be like this?

Shang Yuan picked him up, looked at Ran Feixing coldly and said, "He has an upset stomach today, and he has been lying in the infirmary all day."

Ran Feixing's pupils constricted, and he looked at Yang Yixin's blushing, now somewhat pale face.

Shang Yuan hugged Yang Yixin and left. Ran Feixing stood there for a long time, and suddenly kicked on the chair violently!Unreconciled like a defeated beast.

You forced me to do this, Yang Yixin is mine, and it can only be mine!

Yang Yixin didn't sleep well, he was plagued by nightmares and was tormented by a faint pain in his stomach.He didn't know how long he slept, but when he woke up, he found that he had gone home and slept on Shangyuan's bed, but there was nothing around him.

He turned his head to look for the alarm clock to check the time, and suddenly found someone sitting silently beside the bed. He was startled, and then realized that it was Shang Yuan.

"Why are you sitting?" Yang Yixin sat up, turned on the lamp to check the time, and was startled again when it was nine o'clock in the morning, "Why didn't you call me? I'm going to be late all morning!"

"I've asked for leave for you." Shang Yuan said.

Yang Yixin looked at him, and suddenly found that the corner of his mouth was hurt, and immediately got up from the bed to hold his face, and asked worriedly: "Who did you fight with, Ran Feixing?"

Shang Yuan held his wrist, raised his eyes and asked, "Worried about me hurting him?"

Yang Yixin was taken aback for a moment, noticing that his tone was a little cold, and asked back: "When I care about you, do you want to question me like this?"

Shang Yuan let go of his hand and shook his head, "No, it was with Shang Yinxiao."

"why?"

Shang Yuan pointed to the wall, Yang Yixin looked along, and found a familiar sign on the wall, it turned out to be the bonus card given to Shang Yinxiao back then, and Shang Yinxiao didn't throw it away.

Shang Yuan told the whole story, and Shang Yinxiao's late arrival yesterday, the two quarreled in the office, which eventually turned into a physical conflict.

"If it weren't for the security guards, I wouldn't have been injured," Shang Yuan said.

"You should take me with you." Yang Yixin said.

Shang Yuan looked at him again: "What about you, why didn't you tell me when you went to drink with Ran Feixing? What are you going to do if I don't call you?"

"I didn't go to drink at first, but I just wanted to explain something to him."

"What?"

Yang Yixin was silent for a moment, and sat down beside him, "It's a matter that must be resolved between me and him, and I will tell you when I finish it."

"What about you and him?" Shang Yuan raised his chin, holding back the anger between his brows, "You still have to go find him!"

"between friends……"

"Do you think he only regards you as a friend?! Yang Yixin, do you really not understand or are you deceiving yourself? Ran Feixing doesn't regard you as a friend at all!"

"Shang Yuan, calm down!"

"You are not allowed to look for him!" Shang Yuan slammed him down on the bed, the wound on the corner of his mouth was split open, and blood oozes out.

Yang Yixin stared at him blankly, and suddenly realized that something had slipped out of control. Perhaps since the time when he had a mental problem, everything had deviated from the normal track and gone to extremes.

I don't know when it started, it seems that he and Shang Yuan started to have constant friction and disputes.Until now, looking at such an angry Shang Yuan, with his brows furrowed, his eyes red, and his expression struggling as if he was fighting a trapped beast, he suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.

He really wanted to please Shang Yuan with his smooth tongue like every time in the past, and resolve the disputes and unhappiness invisible.

But really tired.

"Ran Feixing's mother... was killed by me." Yang Yixin said softly with downcast eyes.

Now that he has made up his mind not to run away anymore, he can force himself to speak out and tear the sutures of the wound completely, which would be a pleasure.

Memories unfold slowly, as if yesterday.

"Kid, why are you squatting here to do your homework?"

It was the first time we met. Yang Yixin lost his house key. He didn't know when Yang Shen would come home, so he squatted at the door of the house and did his homework. Like a little beggar.

When the woman's voice sounded from the side, he looked up at Ye Jingwen, thinking he was blocking her way, so he moved his body and continued writing without saying a word.

Ye Jingwen opened the door and went in, opened the door again after a while, leaned against the door and said, "Come to my house and write, don't lie on the ground."

Yang Yixin still ignored her, and a chuckle came from above his head, "Little friend, are you afraid of me?"

"I'm not afraid of you." Yang Yixin raised his head and said unconvinced, "I'm not afraid of anyone!"

Ye Wenjing squatted down and looked at him with a cigarette in her mouth, but she didn't light it. She stretched out her hand with a half-smile and said, "You're pretty cute, let's get to know him. I moved here last month. My surname is Ye. It's Ye Wenjing. What about you?"

"My name is Yang Yixin." Looking at the woman's outstretched hand, Yang Yixin hesitated for a moment, and reached out to hold her.It was the first time he shook hands with someone like this, and he felt that he was being treated as an equal, so he had a slight liking for her.

"Yang Yixin, I invite you to my house as a new neighbor, are you coming?" Ye Wenjing asked.

"Then... alright." Yang Yixin packed up his things and walked into her home.

The woman closed the door, threw the cigarette case aside, opened the refrigerator and said, "You can sit wherever you want, I'm starving to death, I have to make a meal first."

Yang Yixin found a place with good lighting and sat down, and found that there was also a schoolbag on the table, as well as an exercise book, where the name was written with three Chinese characters: Ye Feixing.

He moved Ye Feixing's things aside, and took out his homework to write.

After a while, the smell of fried rice wafted from the kitchen. Ye Wenjing came out with two bowls, a smaller bowl was placed in front of Yang Yixin, and she unscrewed a bottle of pickles and said, "You should be hungry too. It's a pity that there are not many leftovers, my son is not here today, and I didn't buy vegetables, so let's make do with it."

The egg fried rice in front of him was covered with a golden luster, and there was a lot of ham and green onion mixed in it. Yang Yixin swallowed, seeing her eating alone, so he couldn't help but put down his pen and pick up his chopsticks.

"When will your parents come back? You shouldn't be worried when you're not here later." Ye Wenjing said.

"She won't worry." Yang Yixin said.

Ye Wenjing looked up at him and saw some sadness on his face, so she sighed, "There are all kinds of parents in the world, this is a world like shit."

"What about you? Are you a good mother?" Yang Yixin guessed that Ye Feixing might be her son, and asked after hearing what she said.

Ye Wenjing laughed out loud, "You really dare to ask. To be honest, I am also a shitty mother, but I am a little better, so I won't let my son squat at the door to do homework."

Yang Yixin also laughed, thinking she was very interesting.

Later, he met Ye Feixing, and the two played together quickly, and often went to Ye Wenjing's place for dinner.

He always saw Ye Wenjing's cigarette case on the table changing, and the ashtray often had cigarette butts, but he never saw her smoking in front of them.This carefree woman still has subtleties.

She doesn't have a high level of education, but she always checks their homework randomly. Once she finds that Ye Feixing copied the homework, or Yang Yixin wrote it for him, she will drag them out and scold them together.

In a final exam, Yang Yixin took the first place in the class. When he got the report card, the first thing he thought of was not Yang Shen, but Ye Wenjing. He ran over happily, not realizing that his behavior might be inappropriate.

When he rushed to Ye Wenjing and saw her sighing while holding Ye Feixing's report card, he suddenly realized that he shouldn't show off like this.

Ye Feixing stood by the side with his head down, winking at Yang Yixin, probably meaning: I failed the exam, if my mother wants to beat me, stop it quickly!

Yang Yixin secretly made an "ok" gesture.

"What are you two doing sneakily?" Ye Wenjing put down the report card, raised her eyebrows and glanced at the two of them.

Ye Feixing didn't dare to speak, so Yang Yixin said, "It's nothing, I'll ask him to hang out."

"Going out to play after passing the exam like this?" Ye Wenjing pinched a corner of the report card, swung it twice in the air, and suddenly looked at Yang Yixin's hand behind her back, "What are you hiding? Take it out."

"It's nothing, it's my own." Yang Yixin took a step back.

Ye Wenjing suddenly made a sneak attack, snatched the paper from Yang Yixin's hand with a smirk, "I brought it here just to show it to me, what are you hiding... Oops!" She opened her eyes and widened her eyes, "I got the first place in the class. One!"

Yang Yixin looked at her apprehensively, but unexpectedly she was very happy with a look of surprise on her face, "Yes, Yang Yixin, you have some skills! I've decided, I'll take you out to dinner tonight!"

"Yeah!" Ye Feixing jumped up.

"Yeah, yell, don't change your shoes yet!" Ye Wenjing patted him on the head twice, driving him to change his shoes, then rubbed Yang Yixin's head vigorously, showing a big smile, "Barbecue or hot pot ?”

"Mom! I want to eat barbecue!" Ye Feixing poked his head out of the room.

"Got it!" Ye Wenjing asked Yang Yixin again: "What about you? It's also a barbecue?"

Looking at her smiling face, Yang Yixin felt a sense of happiness spontaneously, and nodded vigorously.

Yang Yixin has always been a careful person. He not only gained a sense of approval from Ye Wenjing, but also worried that he would show off too much and hurt Ye Feixing's feelings.

But Ye Feixing said: "My mother said that if I can't read well, it means that I will have other abilities better than reading in the future. You just wait for one day to be surpassed by me!"

Listening to his proud words, Yang Yixin envied him for having such a mother like never before.

Ye Wenjing is not the shitty mother she said she is, she is the person Yang yearns for wholeheartedly.The maternal love that Yang Shen refused to give, he secretly borrowed from Ye Wenjing like an excuse.

He knew she would never be his mother, but he loved every ounce of care she showed.