Fate II

Chapter 47 2

The shrewd Zhuo Yi never thought that his brother would play him.At this moment, looking at Zhuang Boxin sullenly, he bit the bullet and went to help.In other words, this is embarrassing!

"Zhuo Yi, let's go, go and change first. Don't get your current body dirty." Zhuang Boxin's movement of holding Zhuo Yi seemed very natural.Zhuo Yi didn't shake off his hand, and followed him awkwardly.

The clothes were left here by Zhuang Boxin before, but luckily the father and son are about the same size.Zhuo Yi seldom wears this kind of sports clothes, and he searched the closet for a long time, but couldn't find any casual clothes.I had to pick out a set of dark gray sportswear.

He took off his upper body coat and continued to take off his pants.Suddenly, a warm hand caressed his back.Zhuo Yi was stiff all over and stood still.

That hand slowly brushed a healed scar on his back...

"When did you get hurt?"

"Years ago."

"Junyang isn't by your side?"

"I didn't know him back then." After speaking, Zhuo Yi hurriedly put on his clothes and turned around.Looking at Zhuang Boxin puzzled, "Don't tell me, you plan to care about me now."

"No." Zhuang Boxin smiled and said, "I just want to know, what else is there about you that I don't know."

"Too much."

Zhuang Boxin raised his eyebrows, and began to remember everything, "When you were in a nursing home in the United States, you were in love for the first time, right? It's just that you chose a bad partner. That person is not a good choice, you can tell by looking at his eyes."

"you saw it……"

"The way he looks at you is very selfish." Zhuang Boxin said to himself, "He has black hair and a figure between a youth and a teenager. He looks at you like he is looking at a rare treasure. There is novelty, There is yearning and admiration, but there is no..."

"Nothing?" Zhuo Yi was fascinated by what he heard.Can't help but ask.

Looking at his youngest son who has now grown up, Zhuang Boxin felt so many emotions that he couldn't tell.He let out a long sigh and said, "I have no attachment."

When a person is attached to another person, he will regard you as a treasure that cannot be lost.Not a passing fascination, nor a passing curiosity.Nostalgia is the affirmation of the admirer to the other party.Everything about you will make me happy, even if our values ​​are different, even if our world is different, you still make me want to let go of everything and just stay by your side.

I am willing to protect you, because I am attached to you.

Zhuang Boxin walked up to Zhuo Yi, stretched out his hand and gently brushed the corners of Zhuo Yi's eyes, "There is nostalgia in your eyes, and there is also in Jun Yang's eyes. You two are truly in love. It's very pure."

Inexplicably, Zhuo Yi blushed.He was very embarrassed, hurriedly avoided Zhuang Boxin's hand, and walked out of the room.

Still not used to his father's words and deeds, he went to the yard without thinking like this, and sorted out the things that had been placed, but the result was more and more messy.Some disposable dinner plates were thrown on the ground by him, Zhuo Yi clicked his tongue angrily, everything was not going his way.

Zhuang Boxin picked up the things on the ground and threw them into the trash can.Yelled to someone in the distance, bring more plates.Turning around, seeing Zhuo Yi fiddling with the oven, he hurriedly stopped, "Don't move, the charcoal is dirty, you need to wear gloves."

Zhuo Yi's hands were already dirty.Mr. Yi, who has a mild obsession with cleanliness, had to go back to the house to wash his hands, and took a pair of gloves when he came out.Back in the courtyard, ready to get rid of the dark and dirty charcoal, Zhuang Boxin stood aside and couldn't help reminding him, "It's already done."

Well, he can do something else.

The vegetables that had just been washed were messed up, the tongs and plates were not as neat as before, and the frozen meat was also taken out from the box... Zhuang Boxin smiled helplessly: "Zhuo Yi, you want to ruin the afternoon. barbecue?"

"I'm looking for something to do!" He retorted angrily.

Zhuang Boxin looked at the mess in the yard, and Zhuo Yi's busy destructive behavior, and couldn't help laughing, "Are you nervous to be alone with me?"

The hand holding the beer suddenly paused, and Zhuo Yi also felt that he had lost his composure.Unwilling, incomprehensible, and even more difficult to accept.He put down his things, turned around and walked quickly to Zhuang Boxin, "What else do you know?"

Zhuang Boxin could understand the random questions.He raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I know a lot."

"I didn't get along with that person." He explained stubbornly, "We just made out a little bit."

"Of course I know, that person was beaten badly by Zhuo Ran."

"Wait!" Zhuo Yi suddenly came to his senses, stared at Zhuang Baixin, and questioned him: "Back then, Zhuo Ran suddenly visited me in the nursing home without any notice. He didn't see me when he got there, so he beat that guy first. You , Did you notify Zhuoran? You had contact with Zhuoran at that time?"

"How is it possible? I just mailed a few photos to Zhuo Ran."

It really is this person!This person, this person...

"Why? After such a long time, you still want to take revenge?"

revenge?of course not.That person owed a fight, even if Zhuo Ran didn't fight, he was ready to fight.It's just that this matter was manipulated by Zhuang Boxin, he was very upset!He simply had no other thoughts, and sat down to interrogate Zhuang Boxin what else he knew.

"I know a lot." Zhuang Boxin greeted the servant in the distance to bring some coffee.Turning around, he said slowly: "Let's talk about this operation. The plans you showed us all are different. I know that you have to put the matter in order to ensure Junyang's safety and also to guard against Benjamin and Lina. Make it a little more complicated.”

What's there to brag about?Zhuo Yi snorted disdainfully, "Then do you know why I asked Xiaoqing to seal up the sketch?"

"Because I'm not sure." Zhuang Boxin said with confidence.

The sketch was drawn by Zhuo Yi a long time ago, but he never showed it to Jun Yang.In Zhuo Yi's mind, the sketch is a consolation for Jun Yang after everything is over, and has nothing to do with the incident itself.

However, realizing that the real culprit was the person who escaped from the base back then, Zhuo Yi's heart was disturbed.

Junyang regards those brothers as his own fate, especially Qiao Luni who saved him.For those brothers who died tragically, Jun Yang once thought of committing suicide.How would Junyang feel if he knew that Qiao Luni did all of that?

Sooner or later, Jun Yangzhi will know, and must know.

Zhuo Yi didn't dare to take the risk of making Jun Yang return to the situation where life was worse than death, he had to do something for him.

He kept thinking of ways to calm Junyang down. No matter how he calculated or planned, if the truth appeared in front of Junyang, it would be a disaster for him.Unless, something more important than Qiao Luni happened before, which attracted Jun Yang's attention.

"So, without telling us all, you went from the small apartment to the auction hall." Zhuang Baixin said slowly: "The only one who can distract Junyang is you."

"I remind you, I'm asking about the sketch, not about my disappearance."

"One link after another, if you want to say everything clearly, lest you ask me about one thing one thing at a time."

Zhuang Boxin's tone was light, as if he was discussing with his rebellious son whether he should have dinner at home tonight.On the contrary, Zhuo Yi's awkwardness had nowhere to vent.He wants to see how deep Zhuang Boxin's bowl of water is.

In fact, what Zhuang Boxin expected was right.Zhuo Yi is the only person in this world who can make Jun Yang insist on going to the end regardless of others.Zhuo Yi did not deny that he used this to distract Jun Yang's attention.He sneaked into the venue secretly, threatening with a restricted-grade photo of the enchanting man and Benjamin: Hey, handsome guy, how about doing me a favor?

The enchanting man likes Zhuo Yi very much, which has a lot to do with his special hope that the scandal will become a reality.It took Zhuo Yi no trouble to find a helper, and he was able to direct a good scene where the guitarist suddenly fell ill.The rest is to appear on the stage in full view.

He succeeded.Jun Yang almost ran away because he was exposed to Rabbit's gun.It was hypocritical to say he was unhappy, at that moment he saw Junyang's abnormality, he didn't know how happy he was, even his singing voice became full of sweetness, which captivated the crowd.

There is no madman in his eyes, only Qi Junyang.He knows very well that as long as the auction is over, it will be the beginning of his "hunting" by Jun Yang.It's fine, he likes being chased by Joon Yang.He even expected that Jun Yang was already furious.

"You can admit the analysis I mentioned." Zhuang Boxin said considerately, "Let's talk about that sketch later."

"Then let me remind you, I gave the sketch to Xiaoqing a long time ago."

"I know." Zhuang Baixin smiled.While picking up the fresh meat in the freezer, he said, "Actually, we are very similar, especially when it comes to dealing with issues that involve the safety of people around us, we are always used to solving them alone. Ah, you look very similar when you are angry. I, don't deny it, when we are angry, we all subconsciously grit our teeth secretly, causing the facial contours around the cheeks to slightly deform."

It's so annoying!He was so clear about this kind of thing.

Zhuo Yi urged impatiently, "Are you still talking?"

"of course."

Zhuang Boxin put the meat on the drill, and slowly talked about the problem that he already knew well.To put it bluntly, it was actually just Zhuo Yi's trick.

Why didn't the sketch go directly to Jun Yang?In fact, he can do that, and he can tell Junyang to open it at the end.Zhuang Boxin analyzed that if Zhuo Yi did this, Jun Yang would be very concerned about the kraft paper bag, always thinking about what was inside.As a result, the effect is not as good as expected.

Besides, Zhuo Yi had already planned to sneak into the venue secretly.Before that, Junyang will definitely find out that he is missing, and no one can guarantee whether Junyang will open the kraft paper bag at that time.

Back then in Zhuo Ran's villa, the plan that Zhuo Yi showed to everyone was different, but the only person who was told by him was Tan Xiaoqing.

"Hold this, I don't care what method you use, you can't let Junyang open it until he sees Qiao Luni. But you have to let him find out that you hid this and arouse his interest. It doesn't matter even if you misunderstand that you are a traitor. I The request is simple: he will only open it when he sees Joe Rooney."

For this reason, Tan Xiaoqing took great pains.

Everything developed according to Zhuo Yi's plan without any risk, for example: Although Jun Yang stole the kraft paper bag, he didn't open it.

"Do you know what he didn't open?" Zhuo Yi asked coldly.

Zhuang Boxin raised his head to look at his son, and said as a matter of course, "Because Xiaoqing is his relative."

I have to admit that Jun Yang doubted Tan Xiaoqing.But he didn't believe that Tan Xiaoqing would betray anyone, so Junyang didn't open the kraft paper bag.According to Zhuo Yi's plan, Jun Yang had a final battle with Qiao Luni, and he believed that Jun Yang would definitely win. In the end, all the problems were solved, except for the kraft paper bag.

Junyang will give Xiaoqing an explanation, Zhuoran an explanation, and even himself an explanation, and then he will open the kraft paper bag.

After saying that, Zhuang Boxin looked at Zhuo Yi with a smile, "You also look like me when you blush."

"Nonsense!" Zhuo Yi stubbornly refused to admit it.He was even unwilling to face the reality that Zhuang Boxin saw through all his plans.

Even after 20 years apart, Dad will always know his son.They share the same blood. He is the continuation of his life and his most proud treasure in this world.

Seeing Zhuang Boxin's gentle smiling face, Zhuo Yi couldn't be more angry.His whole plan was seen through by Zhuang Boxin, and there was no room for loss.Not reconciled!He should be stronger than him, tougher than he thought, more...

what more?What have you been thinking about for the past twenty years?If he sees his father one day, he wants him to regret, regret leaving home, regret abandoning him and Zhuo Ran.He wants to let his father see his happiness and strength, and let his father realize that he didn't need his father before, doesn't need him now, and won't need him in the future.

The reality is often unsatisfactory, God always likes to play tricks on people.The man opposite, who seemed to be in his early 40s, was his father.One can easily see through his father.

Zhuo Yi was in a mess.Such as a broken Baiwei bottle, it is hard to tell what the taste is like.It seemed that the nerves that had been tense for more than twenty years suddenly relaxed.

Zhuang Boxin put down the things in his hands and walked up to Zhuo Yi.Bending slightly, smiling tenderly and lovingly, he said, "I'm proud of you."

The strong enemy is in front, and the soldiers are approaching the city.Your eyes, your heart, and your wisdom are all selfless for the one you love the most.Although your sketch is clumsy, every stroke expresses your feelings for him.It draws the radiance that dispels hatred and pain.

"You are the best, Zhuoyi." Zhuang Boxin stroked his son's hair, "It's not because of whose son, grandson, or younger brother you are. You, Zhuang Zhuoyi, are the best and most precious. I Proud of you."