Chapter 62 Chapter 62 Youth is like an ancient skeleton,
Zhou Xubai saw that this was Gu Jianqing's provocation tactic and stretched his neck, saying, "Su Ting! From now on, don't take a single word Gu Jianqing says to heart."
Su Ting clenched his fists and did not answer. He just stared blankly at Gu Jianqing who was twitching in pain.
That was his entire youth.
Today, youth is like an ancient skeleton, covered with lies and filled with liquor.
Ye Xiuming clearly didn't take Gu Jianqing's nonsense to heart. He stretched his long legs out of the car. The violent collision had slightly injured his knee joint, and his gait was unsteady. He walked over to Zhou Xubai, untied him, and asked, "Are you okay, Dad?"
Zhou Xubai's face was dark: "You almost killed me."
"I mean, I didn't scare you."
Zhou Xubai: "...I was so scared that I almost died."
"Then everything is fine." Ye Xiuming said.
Zhou Xubai: "..." He brushed the dirt off his body and staggered to his feet. Just as he was about to walk over and kick that bastard, he heard Gu Jianqing shouting arrogantly, "Ye Xiuming, you're so bold! You hit me, didn't you? Just wait to end up in jail like your father!"
Su Ting bent down and said to Gu Jianqing in a cold voice, "What should I do so that you won't hold Ye Xiuming responsible?"
"You're confused," Zhou Xubai said calmly. "He kidnapped me first." He turned and said, "Gu Jianqing, is your brain damaged too?"
Gu Jianqing touched his leg, which was probably broken, and sighed deeply, "What about my leg? What about the rest of my life?"
As expected, Gu Jianqing did not dare to call the police unless he wanted to stay in jail for ten or eight years. Su Ting and the others could just leave and let him fend for himself.
However, Ye Xiuming threw a bank card in front of Gu Jianqing like a child giving out money and said, "There's about 30 million in here. I was going to use it to start a company, but... forget it. This money is enough for you and Lu Chen to live happily for a while. Take it. I have only one request."
"Don't bother Su Ting anymore."
Gu Jianqing picked up the card without thinking and smiled lightly, as if he was not disappointed with the result.
What he wants has never been that complicated. As long as the money is in place, everything will be easy.
Zhou Xubai's teeth twitched with heartache, and he really wanted to snatch the card back from Gu Jianqing. Seeing his bleak expression, Ye Xiuming quickly comforted him, "Dad, I still owe you my life. It's not a pleasant feeling to owe someone something. Have you paid it back now?"
More than just paying it off, by this calculation, Zhou Xubai became the first person whose ransom was higher than his net worth. He would probably owe Ye Xiuming this favor for the rest of his life.
Su Ting finally stopped torturing Gu Jianqing's leg and stepped down from the iron gate. He turned around and said, "Can you give us a little time?"
Zhou Xubai: "There's no need to waste time talking to him."
Su Ting felt that he owed Qingchun a ridiculous ceremony, so he insisted on his own opinion and winked at Ye Xiuming, who then dragged Zhou Xubai out.
To this day, no one knows what Gu Jianqing said to Su Ting in the blue warehouse. All we know is that when Su Ting came out of the warehouse again, he seemed to have forged stronger muscles and bones from purgatory.
Outside the warehouse, Zhou Xubai secretly asked Ye Xiuming, "So, was it Lu Chen or Gu Jianqing who deliberately leaked those photos?"
Ye Xiuming came back to his senses from his almost numb state and shook his head.
The answer no longer makes sense.
It is said that Gu Jianqing simply had his wound treated and returned to England, but because the impact was too deep, he was left with lifelong disability.
When Su Ting got home, he locked himself in his bedroom and refused to come out no matter what. He also ordered the servants to keep an eye on Ye Xiuming and not let him leave the house. Ye Xiuming prepared a sumptuous dinner and brought it to Su Ting's door, saying, "Little Dad, have something to eat."
"Xiu Ming, I have no appetite."
"If you don't want to eat because of Gu Jianqing, I might have to give you some advice."
Su Ting smiled bitterly, pushed the door open as if nothing had happened, glanced at the lively dinner on the small table, walked to his coat on the coat rack and took out a pack of Capiron. Sparks flashed, and a wisp of cigarette squeezed out from between his lips.
"Xiu Ming, I have a question for you."
Ye Xiuming felt that something was wrong, so he asked, "What's the matter?"
"Why did you kiss me before you banged on the warehouse door?"
That was what Ye Xiuming vowed to do in his life, but adrenaline stimulated his brain and made him do it ahead of time. If Su Ting hadn't said it, he would have forgotten it long ago. Now... what should he do?
How should he explain it?
It’s not possible that there are still many things that Su Ting wants to do but hasn’t done yet.
"Put the table down," said Soutine.
Ye Xiuming put the small table on the dining table honestly as he was told. When he turned around, he found that Su Ting was only a few inches away from him, so close that he could see all of Su Ting's joys, sorrows, anger and happiness.
"Little Dad, listen to my explanation. It happened suddenly, and I was afraid I wouldn't have the chance to kiss you again, so... it was a bit offensive."
Su Ting's eyes were hazy: "Are you telling me a joke? Have we kissed before?"
Ye Xiuming quickly changed his words and said, "I'm not afraid that I won't be able to kiss you in the future, I'm afraid of losing you."
Seeing that Su Ting was still suspicious, he smiled and said, "What era is this? Who says that foster fathers and sons can't kiss?"
Ye Xiuming's heart was pounding, and his body was almost touching Su Ting.
He bent slightly and gave Su Ting two tender kisses on each of his cheeks.
"Okay, this is the cheek kiss. There are others, and I can show you how later."
Su Ting's expression was as if he was struck by lightning, and the hand holding the cigarette was frozen.
"Stop," Su Ting said, "Xiuming, the relationship between foster father and son must strictly abide by the boundaries than that between blood relatives. You have to remember that. Besides, I'm not Wen Yanyu. What's the point of kissing me?"
Is this how you get away with it?
Su Ting won't hold him accountable anymore.
What should he do if, like last time, he was cut off from contact for five years because of the words on the back of the photo, and the punishment for a kiss was even greater?
Why do adoptive fathers and sons have to observe boundaries even more? Is it because beyond these boundaries, they have countless possibilities?
Who set that boundary?
"Little Dad, but I think... living as you please is the real life. If everything has to be restricted, then I would rather jump into the ice cave."
"You just do whatever you want without consulting me and give Gu Jianqing tens of millions?" Su Ting said in a daze, "Although Gu Jianqing doesn't deserve it, I will return the money to you. Next time... next time, don't be so willful."
Ye Xiuming: "I don't want it."
"No, I can't."
Ye Xiuming suddenly touched his injured knee, limped over to the sofa and sat down, his eyes calm and determined as he glanced at Su Ting, then he cried out "Ah", and said, "Little Dad, save me, my leg hurts so much."
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