Chapter 121: Divorce if you don’t come back!

Yu Zeying's face turned pale, and he walked into the house quickly, pushing open the door with a crack. In the messy living room, chairs and tables were all over the floor. On the scratched leather sofa, Zhi Yan held a kitchen knife against Elvis' neck.

Yu Zeying's eyes were filled with horror. "What...what are you doing? Put down the knife!"

Zhiyan was shocked when he saw him. Elvis was the first to react. She broke away from Zhiyan and jumped behind Yu Zeying for protection.

Zhi Yan got down from the sofa with a kitchen knife in his hand, frowning. The emotions that he had just suppressed were on the verge of rage again. "Elvis! Come here, or I'll skin you alive today... I! Where are you going!"

Elvis bit Yu Zeying's pants and whined. Yu Zeying was dragged back by him while trying to stop Zhiyan who was holding the kitchen knife. "What the hell is going on? Put the kitchen knife down first..."

Zhi Yanqi's neck turned red. "He bit all the chickens of Grandma Chun next door to death! Twenty-five chickens, not a single one was left. Grandma Chun got up this morning and opened the chicken coop to see that there were only chicken feathers on the ground. She thought they were stolen..."

Zhi Yan went behind Yu Zeying and grabbed Elvis' ear, "I was wondering why he didn't go to the kitchen to steal meat today? After all this time, it turns out he ate a lot outside! Not only did he eat, he also buried chicken feathers on your brother's grave! He's really good at pretending, and only you would believe him!"

Yu Zeying looked at Elvis who was wagging her tail wildly at him, and felt a little sorry for her. He was the one who delivered Elvis, and her mother was a retired police dog who died after giving birth to him. Elvis was always sick when he was just born, and he went to the hospital seven or eight times in less than a month.

The village was too far from the city hospital, so Yu Zehui said he would let the chicken grow up there, as he had a friend who was a famous veterinarian abroad. Less than two months had passed since Elvis recognized Yu Zehui and no one else. If he came without a chicken, Elvis would not even look at him.

"Maybe he's too greedy. I'll pay him whatever the money is. Put the knife down..."

Zhi Yan smiled coldly, "He even shit on your brother's grave!"

Yu Zeying's expression suddenly changed, "Give me the kitchen knife!"

Elvis let out a howl, reacted quickly, threw away the inkstone, and rushed out like a bolt of lightning. He jumped over the high fence and disappeared into the dusty road.

Yu Zeying was about to chase him, but Zhi Yan picked up the fallen table and said, "No need to chase him, he will just go around and come back." Elvis would run outside whenever he got into trouble, but he would never go more than fifty meters away from home.

Yu Zeying picked up the chair on the ground and said, "How did my brother train me like that? Elvis never acted like this when he was with me."

Zhi Yan raised the corner of his mouth, "Don't think I don't know, your brother told me that he pees on your bed every day!"

Yu Zeying, "..."

He scratched his head awkwardly, "Elvis was less than a month old at that time, still young..."

"He is used to this by you two brothers!"

Zhiyan found a broom and swept the sponge crumbs on the floor into a pile. Yu Zeying inspected the living room. All the furniture was horribly damaged by Elvis, especially the leather sofa, which had been scratched and bitten by Elvis, leaving a big hole in the sofa.

"You don't want this sofa anymore. I'll have someone send you a new one in two days."

Zhi Yan clenched the broom tightly, "No need, that sofa was bought by your brother. When he was still here, Elvis had reached the stage of teeth grinding and kept biting the sofa, which was damaged... Your brother was reluctant to beat or scold her, so he got up in the middle of the night to fix it himself."

Yu Zeying's heart seemed to be clamped by a big hand, and he felt a dull pain. His lips moved, and he could see his red eyes and nose tip when he turned sideways. Zhi Yan bit his lips, turned his back, and said angrily, "I told you not to come at the crematorium..."

The two brothers look very similar. When he sees Yu Zeying, Zhi Yan can't help but think of the time when Yu Zehui was still alive. He always presses his fingers between his sharp eyebrows, and smoothes out the wrinkles that Yu Zehui unconsciously wrinkles. Then his fingertips go down along his handsome sword-like eyebrows...

He was very conflicted about Yu Zeying. He hated him, but he couldn't hate him. So he didn't want to see him...

Even though Yu Zehui had told him that he couldn't escape this dead end, with or without Yu Zeying...

Yu Zeying's voice choked with sobs, "I'm sorry...where is my brother? I want to go see him, and I'll leave after I see him..."

Zhi Yan wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and raised his fingers, "In the backyard, go by yourself..."

The fence in the backyard was also planted with honeysuckle. When the morning finches on the honeysuckle saw Yu Zeying coming, they all flapped their wings and flew away. The tall tomb was very abrupt in the lush vegetable garden.

The honeysuckle on the tomb was in full bloom, with two flowers on one stalk and two stamens sticking out, like two dancing bird.

Yu Zeying walked forward stiffly, and it seemed that he had used up all his strength to take these few short steps. There was not a single weed on the grave except for honeysuckle. The grass in front of the grave was trampled bare, and it was obvious that people came here frequently.

Yu Zeying's eyes were filled with tears. He squatted down, leaning against the wall. "Brother, I came to see you... Ah Xi is back, thank you for saving him. Thank you... I'm fine now. I built a new two-story house next to our old house. It's being renovated now and should be completed in July."

The dawn sparrow that had flown away came back, stood on the vine, and looked at him with its head tilted.

Yu Zeying said whatever came to his mind, "I went to see Shengsheng when I came here today. She has gained a lot of weight and has grown two teeth. She is still as crybaby as before. It's strange that she stops crying as soon as I hug her."

Yu Zeying asked Xima whether Yu Zehui had ever held her. Xima said that he had not, and Yu Zehui just stood on the stairs and watched. But every time he heard her crying, he would quickly come over and yell at them why they didn't comfort her properly?

How can a person who can't even comfort his own brother when he cries comfort his daughter who was forced to come into this world?

"Brother... Dad is still obsessed with his mistakes. He came back last month. He turned the house upside down and said he was looking for the jade bracelet left by grandma. He sold it and hired a lawyer to help mom file a lawsuit. He seemed to be possessed by a demon. He didn't find the bracelet. When grandma was seriously ill, she gave it to my second aunt for safekeeping, saying that she would give it to me after I got married and had a wife."

The more Yu Zeying spoke, the more he felt sorry for Yu Zehui. He knelt down with his hands on his knees and said, "Brother, you shouldn't care about me. Why are you so stupid? You should just run as far as you can and leave me alone..."

With Yu Zehui's means, he didn't believe he couldn't escape.

"Brother, I would rather be the one lying here. Can you hear me? I miss you so much..."

Zhiyan, who was sitting on the sofa, had a layer of mist in his bright peach blossom eyes. He turned on the TV with trembling hands and frantically pressed the volume up button on the remote control. He didn't want to hear Yu Zeying's voice at all. What was the point of saying more?

Yu Zehui is dead...

I can never come back...

He still has a lover, friends, and family. But he has nothing. He can only guard that grave. How many years can Elvis accompany him?

If Elvis is gone, he will have to guard two graves...

His hot tears fell drop by drop on the remote control. Before he was sixteen, his birthday wish every year was to survive. As long as he could survive, he was willing to exchange everything he had for it.

It seemed as if God heard his prayers and let him live, but his punishment was the eternal loss of his lover.

Then what's the point of him living?

But he couldn't die, he promised Yu Zehui that he would live well.

Elvis, who was hiding behind the door, suddenly jumped out and threw himself into his arms, put his front legs on his shoulders, and licked the tears on his face. Zhiyan pushed his mouth away in disgust, "It stinks! Don't lick me, I stink as much as your dad, have you brushed your teeth? Then come and lick me!"

Elvis moved her mouth away, whimpered weakly, jumped off him, ran into the toilet with her tail between her legs, bit open the tap, and rinsed it twice with her mouth. After rinsing, she turned off the tap and shook off the water droplets on her mouth.

He walked to Zhiyan pitifully and rubbed his knees. Zhiyan was still angry and grabbed his mouth, "I tell you, your father is gone, no one will protect you anymore. If you don't listen, I will use a kitchen knife to shave off all the hair on your body!"

Elvis' tail was shaking like a sieve. She wanted to scream but couldn't, so she could only sob softly. Zhiyan's eyes were sharp, and his red face was filled with anger. "Don't act anymore. I'm not your father! I shaved all your father's hair, so don't talk about yours! Will you cause trouble next time?"

Elvis nodded vigorously, knowing that he was not going to let him go so easily, he grabbed his mouth and stood up to find the chain. Elvis didn't like being tied up, but he always liked to sneak out.

He was very big, and when he jumped he was as tall as a grown man. He scared a lot of people when he first came, so Zhiyan had to tie him up with an iron chain.

Elvis broke free from his hand, ran into the room, crawled under the bed, bit the iron chain, and ran to Zhiyan excitedly.

He handed the iron chain to him as if to take credit. Zhiyan took the iron chain, crying and laughing. In the past, when Yu Zehui tied him up, he would hide the iron chain under the bed.

Elvis tilted his neck up, not as if he was tied up by a chain, but as if he was wearing a medal. Zhiyan rubbed his ears and said, "Forget it... Go and have fun, and don't make trouble anymore."

Elvis froze on the ground, his eyes wet. Zhiyan squatted down and hugged him, "I'm fine, I just miss your dad..."

Elvis raised his head and tried to lick the tears on his face. Zhiyan grabbed his mouth and pressed it against his forehead. "Why are you like your father? You always like to lick people. Do you remember the first time we met?"

Elvis nodded heavily. At that time, Zhiyan had just returned from overseas after surgery. Yu Zehui was very busy and had no time to pick him up at the airport, so the butler picked him up instead.

As soon as he returned home, he began a thorough search, trying to see if Yu Zehui had brought anyone back home to fool around while he was away.

He checked from downstairs to upstairs, and even the underground garage. When he reached the door of the bedroom on the second floor, he smelled a very strange smell. He pushed the door open and saw a small bulge on the bed, like falling into an ice cave.

I called Yu Zehui, he was in a meeting. He lowered his voice and said he couldn't leave. Zhi Yan crossed his arms, glanced at the "person" on the bed, and said grimly, "I'll divorce you if you don't come back!"

When Yu Zehui heard the word divorce, he stood up angrily and said, "Say it again, divorce! Divorce your mother!"

Zhi Yan yelled into the phone, "Then I'll say it again, Yu Zehui, listen carefully. If you don't come back, I'll divorce you!"

Yu Zehui was stunned. He opened his mouth and before he could finish the words, Zhi Yan hung up the phone. He smashed the phone and kicked the table. "Fuck it, fuck it!!!"

The entire conference room was trembling with fear.

"I'm going home first..."

He picked up his suit jacket from the chair and ran out of the conference room. It took him only half an hour to travel a distance that used to take an hour. The housekeeper came to open the door for him, his face full of shock, "Sir, how come you're back so soon?"

Yu Zehui threw the suit jacket to him. How could he not hurry? If he was any slower, his fucking wife who had just been married would be gone!

As soon as I entered the entrance hall, before I had time to change my shoes, Zhi Yan came down the stairs carrying a suitcase. His face turned pale, "Fuck, what the hell are you doing?! I'm back, what else do you want?!"

Zhi Yan's eyes were swollen, and he put down the suitcase, "Yu Zehui! When we were together, I didn't tell you that if you have someone you like, you must tell me..."

Yu Zehui bit his back teeth hard, his fierce face melting into gloomy darkness. He couldn't get angry when he thought of what the doctor said, that he had just had surgery and was not fully recovered yet.

He said humbly, "I only like you and love you. You were my first love and my first night with you. How could I possibly like someone else? Do you want to check my food supply? If there's anything missing, you can just chop it up!"

When Zhi Yan thought of the "person" on the bed, he didn't want to listen to his excuses anymore, so he continued to walk downstairs with the suitcase. Yu Zehui ran up the stairs, "Don't lift it, I'll do it, you can't lift heavy things. Fuck him, I asked Liu Hai to find someone to press the elevator button a long time ago, but he hasn't come yet. If you want to come down in the future, tell me and I'll carry you."

Yu Zehui held the suitcase in one hand and carried him with the other, "Let me go! Let me go!" Zhi Yan hit his bony back hard.

Yu Zehui tightened his arms and said viciously, "Let your mother go, no! You are my wife, I can carry you if I want to, you have no right to do anything about it!"

"Not any more soon. I want to divorce you!"

The word "divorce" made Yu Zehui furious again. He threw away the suitcase, carried him to the sofa, grabbed his soft lips, bit and nibbled them, "What the hell is wrong with you? Why are you asking for a divorce all of a sudden?"

He had strong limbs and strong abdominal muscles. Zhi Yan couldn't push him away, so he punched him. Yu Zehui was fine, but his fingers were cramped in pain and tears were falling. "Yu Zehui, you bastard, you cheated on me, you kissed someone else and you kissed me, I want to divorce you!"

Yu Zehui was even more confused. "When the hell did I cheat? If you don't believe me, come and check it out now. I haven't lost a single grain of my public rations!"

As he said this, he unbuckled his belt.

Zhi Yan cried and yelled, "Who is that person on the bed?"

Yu Zehui frowned, "The person on the bed? Which bed?"

Zhi Yan slapped him on the jaw, "The bed in the bedroom, our bed! You brought your bad friends back before, and now you dare to bring your mistress home! Bastard, who cares about your public rations? Get out! I want a divorce!"