Chapter 67 Greed 10 I still listen to you now
"elder brother?"
Kong Yanze looked at Kong Jiayu, but he looked away and said with a choked voice: "Brother will wait for you to come back home."
Wang Zhiyan squatted in front of Kong Yanze with a smile, and wiped away the tears from his cheeks with his fingers.
"How stupid."
Chang Qiuyi didn't say a word, and Kong Jiayu followed her out.
"Brother!" "Brother" "Brother"
"Aunt Chang!"
No matter how Kong Yanze shouted, they did not turn back. Kong Yanze could not help but shiver in the summer night. He stumbled to his feet, staggered a few steps towards them, and was immediately grabbed by Wang Zhiyan's arm.
"Are you satisfied?"
"How can I be satisfied if I didn't sleep with you?" Wang Zhiyan said with a smile. "I am very happy to watch this good show today."
Kong Yanze waved his hand away, leaned against the wall, breathing rapidly, with traces of tears still on his face, and his whole body trembling slightly.
Why? They...why? Do they know what Wang Zhiyan is thinking?
You know? Maybe it's just... just...
His mind was buzzing, and he tried hard to convince himself that it was not like that. How could it be possible? They thought about asking him for help, but how could they abandon him...
Do you still want to deceive yourself?
Kong Yanze looked at Wang Zhiyan, and he smiled and waited for him to calm down. "Your brother said you were a good boy, but it seems that's not entirely true. You'll run away again."
"It's okay now? It's just a nap, is it that difficult?"
"How come you're like this after not seeing you for a while?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a deep voice came from behind him. Kong Yanze was startled and turned around to see Zhou Baiqiao standing behind him with his suit jacket in his pockets.
"Uncle Zhou?"
Wang Zhiyan rarely showed any expression, but at this moment, his brows jumped. He glanced at Kong Yanze gloomily, and took the lead in extending his hand to Zhou Baiqiao: "Who are you?"
"Mr. Zhou! Haven't you left yet?"
Mrs. Wang's high-pitched voice came over, and her high heels made rapid and regular crisp sounds as they stepped on the ground.
"I didn't find anyone. I was delayed for a while."
Zhou Baiqiao still put his hands in his pockets, as if he didn't notice Wang Zhiyan's outstretched hand. Mrs. Wang's smile froze, and she looked at her son and Kong Yanze on the side.
"Do you want me to help you find it?"
Zhou Baiqiao looked at the dazed Kong Yanze, smiled, and threw the suit jacket in his hand to him.
Kong Yanze took it, his fingers touched the expensive fabric with body temperature, and he smelled the light smoky sandalwood perfume with frankincense, which was calm and coldly sexy.
“Found it.”
"Then shall we see you off?" Mrs. Wang said with a natural smile, without any sign of embarrassment.
Zhou Baiqiao extended his hand to him. Kong Yanze hesitated for a moment before taking it and was then pulled to his side.
"No need to bother."
Wang Zhiyan stood beside his mother, and did not say a word or stop her. Compared with the performance he had put on in the bar, Wang Zhiyan admitted that Zhou Baiqiao was better.
To save someone, you have to seize the most desperate moment, when you feel abandoned by everyone.
So stupid, is Zhou Baiqiao a good person?
The car door closed, and Kong Yanze was still holding the clothes Zhou Baiqiao handed to him in a daze.
"drive."
Zhou Baiqiao raised the baffle and looked at Kong Yanze, whose eyelids were red. His eyelashes were wet, and his eyes, which were always bright and cheerful, were hidden under his eyelashes a little dully.
"Scared or sad?"
Kong Yanze was silent for a while, his fingers wrinkled his expensive suit, and he replied: "I don't know."
Zhou Baiqiao looked at him with his chin propped up, his eyes unfocused, and asked him patiently, "Or maybe neither?"
Kong Yanze twisted his fingers, looked at Zhou Baiqiao and asked him hesitantly: "Are you going to send me back to Xiaoguanlan?"
Zhou Baiqiao lowered his eyes and looked at his fingers. The little mole that he had hidden appeared in front of him again. He felt a little flustered for some reason, but he couldn't help but hold on to his suit jacket tightly.
Uncle Zhou is a little different today, maybe because he is Zhou Baiqiao now.
"Do you want to go back?"
Kong Yanze was quite close to him and could smell the sandalwood scent that passed through his body heat, with the offensive incense and slightly ambiguous frankincense notes being obvious. He thought that he had been a little too presumptuous recently.
"Doesn't it depend on whether Uncle Zhou wants me to come back?"
Zhou Baiqiao suddenly raised his eyes to look at Kong Yanze, his sight swept inch by inch from his tearful eyes to the tip of his nose and lips. He was really a little surprised, but he didn't think it was troublesome, and smiled casually.
"I'll still listen to you now." Zhou Baiqiao's tone was almost indulgent, as if he was dealing with a child with a bad temper.
"Then let's go to Uncle Zhou." Kong Yanze looked at Zhou Baiqiao and slowed down his tone. The slight tremor at the end of his voice made him hold his tongue tightly.
Zhou Baiqiao lowered his eyes and whispered slowly: "Uncle Zhou." Kong Yanze couldn't tell what he meant.
He suddenly caught Kong Yanze's somewhat panicked eyes and spoke in a praising tone.
"Isn't that clever?"
Kong Yanze regretted for a moment. He was not good at playing dumb and he lifted up Uncle Zhou's skin a little, but he was the one who got bitten on the hand.
Xiaonanyuan is not very big, at least compared to Xiaoguanlan, it is relatively simple. It is a small detached house with a total area of 500 to 600 square meters including the yard and rooms.
There were not many servants here, so the car drove straight inside. Kong Yanze followed behind Zhou Baiqiao, holding his coat tightly, following him closely but keeping a distance cautiously.
"Take the young master to pick a guest room."
Zhou Baiqiao held a cigarette in his mouth and turned his head to give instructions to the housekeeper beside him. The cold light of the incandescent lamp fell on his brows. Kong Yanze raised his head to look at him, feeling more and more unfamiliar.
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the side hall. Kong Yanze subconsciously followed him for two steps, then came to his senses and followed behind the housekeeper.
"Would you like to pick any room on the second floor, except the one in the middle?"
Kong Yanze randomly pointed to the room farthest from the master bedroom, and the housekeeper invited him in without saying much. It was not until he sat on the bed in a daze for a long time that he realized that he was still holding Zhou Baiqiao's coat tightly.
Such clothes were consumables for Zhou Baiqiao. Kong Yanze knew he would not want them, but he still folded them neatly and put them aside, trying his best to smooth them out with his fingers.
In fact, there was no need at all. He just wanted to find something to do. He didn't want to relax and let his thoughts flood in, and then choose to bury his head in the sand like an ostrich and live in a dream.
"Don't live like your mother. Be a little selfish and cold-blooded."
Kong Yanze had intermittent dreams, mixed with bizarre dreams and memories. He woke up and fell asleep again, woke up again and forced himself to fall asleep again.
Mom, you finally came to see me, why did you remind me of this sentence again?
Kong Yanze no longer knew whether he was crying or not. In the dark and quiet bedroom, the only sound he could hear was his own rapid breathing. He turned around and smelled the faint scent of sandalwood.
Kong Yanze closed his eyes and thought vaguely that his family’s dream was over, but how long could he continue to dream about Uncle Zhou?
It doesn’t matter, he clenched his chest, it doesn’t matter, he can still go on stage, he still has dreams, and he still has ballet.
That's his own.
When he woke up, it was already noon. He was still a little dazed when he opened his eyes and looked at the unfamiliar ceiling.
Knock knock knock
There were three knocks on the door. The housekeeper opened the door, lowered his head and avoided them, saying softly, "Young Master, the master said that he would wake you up to eat something at noon."
Kong Yanze finally came to his senses. He was now in Xiaonanyuan, with Uncle Zhou.
"Where's Uncle Zhou?"
The housekeeper glanced at Kong Yanze with some surprise. The young man was eating with his head down, his eyelids were red, his cheeks were white, his eyelashes were shining, and his eyes were a little swollen, obviously he didn't sleep well.
"The gentleman went to a meeting today."
"Meeting?" Kong Yanze really thought that he didn't care about these domestic industries and was just here for vacation. He asked subconsciously, and then realized something was wrong.
"Feel sorry."
The housekeeper asked someone to bring a cold towel, shook his head and said, "Young Master, you are too polite. The master has been a little busy recently. Before he left, he asked us to ask you if you wanted to stay a few more days, or go back today."
Kong Yanze covered his eyes with a towel and remained silent for a long time. He had to face it. He thought of the card hidden in the drawer, and a plan he had kept in his heart jumped out and left.
No, there is still half a month before rehearsal. He has been preparing for so long and finally has the opportunity to stand on the theater stage as the principal actor. He cannot act rashly.
Calm down, calm down, be calm. Don't rush.
"Excuse me, please take me back to Xiaoguanlan later."
Kong Yanze staggered when he stood up. He felt weak, but fortunately there was a rope supporting him, so he didn't fall to a place he didn't even dare to think about.
"Sir, the young master has gone back and asked me to convey his gratitude."
Zhou Baiqiao lowered his eyes and adjusted his cuffs. He looked easy-going, but the formal clothes he wore were all of traditional cut. Basically, he wore suits neatly and did not like exaggerated colors and patterns. Only the cufflinks had some bright colors.
Or maybe it was the sapphire brooch with the flower. Zhou Baiqiao didn’t like flowers, but he often wore it. When asked about it, even he was stunned for a moment and couldn’t remember where it came from.
"Prepare a set of clothing and supplies for him according to his size." Zhou Baiqiao listened to the housekeeper's detailed report and then gave some instructions.
"Pair your everyday clothes with something comfortable, nothing fancy."
The housekeeper smiled but said nothing. He only asked Zhou Baiqiao at the end: "Sir, where do you think we should put it first?"
Zhou Baiqiao looked up at the butler, took off the jeweled cufflinks on his cuffs with his fingers, and smiled.
"Master bedroom."
After Kong Yanze returned to Xiaoguanlan, he did not see anyone. Every day before dawn, he would go to practice dancing with eggs in his pocket. He hardly went out for the whole day and ate in the dance studio.
Drops of sweat splashed onto the smooth floor. He wore his training clothes and kept practicing his moves in front of the mirror, spinning and jumping. The swing of his limbs seemed to have some kind of rhythm, light and free, and the pauses and slowness of his limbs in time with the music expressed some unspeakable emotions, as if he was telling a vivid and beautiful story.
Kong Yanze almost forgot everything. This was a feast displaying the beauty of the human body. He was undoubtedly the most worthy of appreciation, and he was also creating a country of his own.
He sat on the wooden floor exhausted, stretched his arms and placed them on the wooden leg stretching bar. Sweat soaked his clothes and they stuck to his back and chest, and his hair was also wet.
"Yan Ze, take a rest for a while."
Kong Yanze ignored him and just rubbed his ankle and breathed slowly and steadily.
Chang Qiuyi came over and patted his shoulder. Kong Yanze couldn't control the chill in his heart and opened her hand.
"Thanks."
Chang Qiuyi also sat cross-legged, not caring about his indifference. For such a period of time, he refused to communicate with anyone. But Kong Heng did not trouble him, and Fang Zijing and Wang Zhiyan just made a phone call without any extra actions.
It seemed that everything had returned to its original peaceful state, but they understood that these were all like bubbles, and a slight blow would reveal the hideous and terrifying face underneath.
"You went to Xiaonanyuan that day. Did Mr. Zhou take you there?"
Kong Yanze tilted his head back and drank a lot of water, then leaned against the wall, half-closed his eyes and felt the warm sunlight coming in from the window, and he sneered.
"Yes, Uncle Zhou came forward to pick me up and I stayed in Xiaonanyuan for one night."
Kong Yanze propped up one leg and put his hand on it, then opened his eyelids and looked at Chang Qiuyi. There was a strange coldness and sarcasm in his eyes. He had never shown such emotions to those he considered family members before.
Maybe she is not a family member either.
"What else do you want to ask? Did he have sex with me?"
Chang Qiuyi couldn't help but frowned and whispered: "Yan Ze!"
Kong Yanze forced a smile and tilted his head to look at her: "What's wrong? Do you think I'm too straightforward? You dare to do this, are you afraid that I will say it clearly?"
"It's either Wang Zhiyan or Fang Zijing, or both of them, or more." Kong Yanze choked for a moment, turned his head and forced back the tears in his eyes.
"Didn't you guys choose everything for me?"
Chang Qiuyi looked at him, the sunlight shone on her, she smiled but there was no warmth in her voice, she spoke softly like a whisper.
"Blame me. Blame me."
"I indulged you for being too naive."
During this period, Kong Yanze has repeatedly experienced innocence, childishness, and stupidity. Zhou Baiqiao put it a little better, saying that it was cute. Maybe they are all right.
Kong Yanze smiled bitterly and asked: "Then tell me, what should I do?"
Chang Qiuyi didn't answer him, but just looked at Kong Yanze and said, "Zhou Baiqiao helped you once, how do you think you can get him to help you a second time?"
"I don't need his help."
"Then you should be prepared to be sent to Wang Zhiyan or Fang Zijing by Kong Heng."
Kong Yanze watched Chang Qiuyi leave and slowly clenched his fingers.
Calm down, calm down.
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