Chapter 64 Chapter 64 is like the rising tide of the blue sea, like a thirsty man longing for water.
Su Ting's subconscious reaction was that Ye Xiuming's broken arm and bruised leg began to spread inflammation, and he immediately wanted to grab Ye Xiuming and run to the hospital. But when he accidentally saw Ye Xiuming's guilty eyes, he immediately regained his senses and looked at Ye Xiuming with a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.
This again?
Surprisingly, after Su Ting touched Ye Xiuming's forehead, he found that he did have a low fever.
"Let's go to the hospital," Su Ting said immediately. "Let's see what's wrong."
Only Ye Xiuming knew where this burning sensation came from; it was the nameless fire in his heart.
Like the rising tide in the blue sea, like a thirsty man longing for water.
Ye Xiuming stared intently at Su Ting's dark peach blossom eyes. Suddenly, he felt his whole body burning hot, as if being roasted by fire. He licked his lower lip, and after calming down a bit, he said, "Just like before, just let Dad hold me and sleep."
After he said that, he felt that he had gone too far and abruptly lost sight of Su Ting.
The strong feeling of uneasiness came over Su Ting again, as if the "Dad, I love you" he had said before had become a cruel and unparalleled prophecy that would drag Su Ting back to purgatory again.
Su Ting looked back at him coldly, then retreated back into the room in silence.
Just like after the tide rises and falls, only the dry riverbed remains.
Ye Xiuming was brought back to reality by the deafening sound of the door closing. He should never have made such a request to his adoptive father who was gay when he was about to become an adult. What if outsiders knew about it and spread it out, how would Su Ting live his life?
But the reason why he wanted to sleep with Su Ting was really not because of his inner desire.
At this age of youthful vigor, it is easy to misunderstand hormones as love. Why should I let my closest adoptive father bear the responsibility of my desires that have nowhere to vent?
"Little Dad, I was just joking. Go to bed early."
Su Ting leaned against the door alone, closing his eyes heavily. He was worried about what to do with the awkward relationship between him and Ye Xiuming.
The next morning, Ye Xiuming imitated Su Ting's past behavior, waiting at his door with a baking basket. Su Ting woke early and heard the rustling outside. The rich aroma of continental breakfast didn't whet his appetite. When he came out again, he was already dressed and ready to go. Su Ting twisted his sleeve pins as he walked, and put on his coat directly over his shirt and trousers. He glanced at Ye Xiuming, who was still carrying the baking basket in one hand, and said, "Why don't you get ready? Aren't you going to the western suburbs with me?"
Ye Xiuming almost forgot about this matter. After quickly cleaning up, he stared at Su Ting, "Should I drive today or will you?"
Su Ting glanced at the plaster on his hand and said, "Sir, stop being so stubborn."
Willing to be the "someone" he was referring to, Ye Xiuming said with a sly smile, "Okay, Su... Little Dad."
The moment Su Ting put his hands on the steering wheel, he pretended to ask casually, "Is your leg better?"
"I found it was all purple this morning, but it's okay. I'm young, it will be fine in a few days."
Su Ting glanced over and said with regret for him, "Now you can't go to Pei An's convoy."
Ye Xiuming: "There are some things that I cannot do, but I will definitely do them."
He spoke with double meaning, and the clever Su Ting understood it all at once. He suddenly said, "Xiu Ming, if there is a next life, what do you want to be?"
This life is not over yet, so Ye Xiuming can't think that far ahead. He smiled and said, "I don't know. What about you, little dad?"
“I want to be a cloud. When I’m sad, I turn into raindrops and flow into the mountains and rivers. When I’m happy, I turn into steam and soar into the sky.”
"Actually..." Ye Xiuming chuckled, "You can do whatever you want in your life."
Su Ting looked at him with a gloomy look in his heart. "There are some things I know I can't do, so I won't do them."
"Little Dad, I..." Ye Xiuming swallowed a few words, and Su Ting noticed something and immediately interrupted him, "Xiuming, let's leave it at that."
With the sound of the accelerator, the sports car as black as a shadow sped away.
The predecessor of the Western Suburbs Industrial Park was an old factory built in the 1980s. With the industrial transformation and changes of the times, many new factories have been built around the old factory. However, the giant pipelines of the old factory, bearing traces of the years, have stood for many years. The development of the west city has been delayed due to geographical reasons.
In his early years, Su Ting bought a lot of land at low prices in the west of the city. It is no exaggeration to say that the entire west district was taken over by Feihe, so he tried his best to blow up this tough bone and did not hesitate to spend five years to demolish it bit by bit.
At first, Zhou Xubai almost had a conflict with Su Ting because of the Western Suburbs Industrial Park. Later, when he found out that Su Ting had collected so much wasteland without telling him, he immediately put the blasting on the agenda.
Today is a good day according to the almanac.
The supervisor at the blasting site pulled out a blueprint and explained to Zhou Xubai where the explosives were placed. He also gave him a few hard hats and said, "The main area being blasted this time is those old pipelines. They're quite far from here, so you can take a look if you want."
Zhou Xubai calculated the time and waited anxiously for Su Ting's arrival.
"Can we start?" asked the supervisor.
"Wait, the boss hasn't arrived yet."
"Your boss showed up in person?" the supervisor exclaimed in amazement. "What's so interesting about blasting? If you didn't know, you'd think he had some grudge against Xijiao."
Zhou Xubai also asked Su Ting this question, but he always answered it with a simple "raise the land price".
So I didn't pursue it anymore.
Finally, Su Ting arrived late in the attention of everyone. With him was a handsome boy with a plaster cast on his hand.
Although Ye Xiuming didn't understand the significance of demolishing the Western Suburbs Industrial Park, it was Su Ting's idea, so he had to be there to support him. The scene was methodically conducting the final confirmation via intercom before the blast. Su Ting's eyes were filled with satisfaction, his brows calm, as if this was truly the day of revenge.
Ye Xiuming looked at the blue warehouse and recalled the time when he skipped classes to follow Su Ting when he was a child. He couldn't help but feel happy, but also felt a sense of sadness as if he didn't know what day it was.
What was more important to Su Ting was never memories, but business. Thinking of this, Ye Xiuming looked helplessly at the tall pipeline in the distance and said to Su Ting, "Little Dad, isn't it too close? Should we move further away?"
Su Ting shook his head stubbornly and said, "Just think of it as watching fireworks."
But the faint smell in the air made Ye Xiuming frown. He asked Su Ting: "Did you smell the bitter almonds?"
Su Ting shook his head and said to Zhou Xubai, "It's time to start."
Zhou Xubai solemnly handed the detonator to Su Ting and said, "I wish your dream come true in advance."
Su Ting smiled: "That's all I need from you."
Suddenly, he pressed the detonator, and a dull and huge roar came from a distance.
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