Chapter 062 Entertainment Industry Waste 10
He originally thought that even if Jian Yuze punished and beat Jian Ziyan, he should still have a trace of conscience and at least fulfilled his responsibilities as a father.
However, the truth was a thousand times more cruel than he had imagined.
Could it be that in these eighteen years, Jian Ziyan had never experienced even a little bit of warmth and kindness? Not only that, he was constantly being abused by the person who was supposed to be closest to him.
Live even worse than an orphan like him.
Yin Yao's parents died young due to an accident. After receiving compensation, his relatives sent him to an orphanage. He knew from a young age that those people were not his closest relatives, so he never had any expectations for them.
But Jian Ziyan was hurt to such an extent by his so-called closest relatives.
Yin Yao couldn't understand it no matter what. This was something he had never dared to imagine, so when Jian Ziyan first brought it up to him, he was so angry and unbelievable that he didn't even want to listen to him patiently.
...He didn't even have the patience to listen to him finish a sentence.
Yin Yao thought he had become numb. He already knew how cruelly he had hurt Jian Ziyan, hurt the child who had once chased him so persistently and wanted to protect him.
But the pain that came over him now was even greater than when he first learned that this world was fake.
Time and again, the thought that he had hurt that child assaulted his heart and brain, leaving him unable to withstand the overwhelming pain.
It's clearly a knife that has already stabbed me, but every time I think about it, new blood seeps out.
Yin Yaoshen wished that he was crazy or deaf now, so that he would not have to face this world that overturned his understanding of life for twenty-two years.
But he knew that this wouldn't work. Jian Ziyan was still waiting for him to save him. He couldn't allow himself to be immersed in sadness and regret. This was his responsibility and he had to take it up.
The doctor's voice continued to reach his ears.
"…He has indeed been ill for too long. It has even affected his brain development since he was a child. When you usually communicate with him, have you noticed that his speech order is disordered and his words are often unclear, as if he has something to say but can't say anything?"
Yin Yao nodded silently. It was precisely because Jian Ziyan stopped him every time but couldn't say anything that he was repeatedly considered to be a deliberate provocation, and he was scolded for riding on his popularity.
He never found out the truth behind this. No matter how hard Jian Ziyan tried, he still couldn't speak normally. Then, like everyone else, he just walked away indifferently.
"That's right. This is a sign of his serious illness. This disease has seriously affected his daily life." The doctor sighed. He couldn't bear to see such an exquisite and beautiful boy become like this. "In fact, as a family member, you have to understand that it's not that he doesn't want to speak normally, but the substance in his brain that secretes fear and terror is erupting in large quantities, making him unable to function normally... Are you okay?"
The doctor stopped halfway through his speech because he saw Yin Yao's face was as pale as a ghost. Even his lips had turned bloodless, as if he was going to die in the next second, which made his doctor radar sound.
"I'm fine." Yin Yao's voice was very light, "Please continue."
The doctor looked at him worriedly and said, "There's nothing more to say now. Many items can only be judged after he has been examined in detail. So after he falls asleep, go get his phone out. Be quick and don't stimulate him again. His mental barrier is like a fragile plastic wrap. It will break if touched."
"I see." Yin Yao listened carefully to the doctor's words, "Excuse me, is it allowed to stay with the patient here?"
"Normally it's not allowed, but considering his current severity, I would even like to suggest that his family stay with him, although the effect cannot be guaranteed." The doctor said, "If it's convenient for you, go back and pack your things. It looks like you'll have to hold on for a few days at least."
Yin Yao agreed, and then walked out of the hospital in a daze. He stood quietly at the door for a while, until he was bumped on the shoulder by a passerby and suddenly woke up from his dream.
He wiped his face, made sure the mask was properly worn, and turned to drive.
Although he doesn't care much about reputation nowadays, he can't cause any more trouble for the company, and he doesn't have the energy to deal with these problems now.
…
【419: "Yin Yao's forgiveness value is 50, and Song Ji's forgiveness value is only 20. What should I do? You can't swipe Song Ji even if you lie here?"
Jian Ziyan didn't want to pay attention to him.
It's hard to tell whether 419's tone is one of worry or relief: "Finally, there is another world where the protagonist and the bottom don't fall in love with you at the same time. It seems that the previous ones were just accidental events with a low probability of happening."
Jian Ziyan: "You are right."
419: "Since Song Ji can't fall in love with you, how can you increase his forgiveness? Are you going to fail?"
Jian Ziyan: "...Is it my illusion? Why do I always feel that there is a sense of expectation in your words?"
419: "How could that be? Didn't you say that we are one now, and we share the same fate? If you can't earn forgiveness points, how can that benefit me?"
Jian Ziyan: "Not sure, let's take another look."
Jian Ziyan: "I suspect you have either been infected with a virus or learned something bad. Please let me have a look at the novels you want to read next time."
Yin Yao returned to his apartment and simply packed some toiletries. After seeing the bar in the living room, he hesitated for a moment, but still walked over and opened a bottle of liquor.
He was always a calm and rational person. Even when he was in the most difficult times, he never thought of indulging in alcohol. He hated this kind of false indulgence.
But at this moment, if he didn't have a glass of wine, he was afraid that he would not be able to keep a clear head.
Yin Yao did not use a wine glass. After opening it, he took a few full gulps of the wine. The cold wine flowed down his esophagus, leaving behind spicy and hot marks.
His body temperature and reason began to burn together. He placed his hands on the bar and stared at the patterns on it for a few seconds, then went to turn on the speakers.
A soft piano sound rang out in the room. It was just a sound, but the moment it sounded, it made people feel as if they were wrapped in the warm sunshine, and even the coldest temperature could be filled with a bit of warmth.
The melody climbs slowly, then stops abruptly after a climax, then rewinds back to the beginning and repeats the melody again.
Yin Yao didn't care at all. He closed his eyes and immersed himself in the melody. No matter how bad the situation was, every time he heard this melody, it would bring him warm strength, like his spiritual pillar.
Just then, a soft but urgent doorbell rang. Yin Yao ignored it. The doorbell rang for a while and then stopped. Then his cell phone rang.
Yin Yao took it out and looked at it slowly. Seeing Song Ji's name on it, he was silent for a moment, but still pressed the answer button.
"Ayao, are you home? I'm worried about you."
Yin Yao nodded and went to open the door, revealing Song Ji's anxious face.
After seeing Yin Yao, he was obviously relieved, but then he saw his seemingly calm but pale and haggard face, and smelled the faint smell of alcohol around him, and his brows frowned again.
"Have you been drinking?"
Yin Yao silently let him in and turned to cap the bottle of wine.
“Just helps clear the mind.”
Song Ji looked at him with complicated eyes. He was very worried that Yin Yao would be upset after suddenly knowing such a subversive thing. But with Yin Yao's personality, he would not accept his straightforward concern. He always controlled the sense of distance very well and would never be rude, but he would not give him any extra hope either.
So Song Ji's eyes wandered for a moment, and he found a topic that both of them could accept, trying to test Yin Yao's situation.
“No matter when you listen to this song, it can make you feel peaceful, happy and warm.”
Like Yin Yaoding, he also likes this song very much.
Half of it is a piece of music whose composer's name is not even known. It was just a fragment posted on the Internet many years ago, but it once caused a storm of madness among countless people.
Many people have said that this song brought them hope in life, and some even said that they gave up the idea of committing suicide after listening to this incomplete piece of music.
In fact, the reason why Song Ji noticed Yin Yao was because of this song.
At that time, Yin Yao was still a newcomer who needed to go to interviews on his own. As the company's largest boss and shareholder, he suddenly felt like watching the interview. When he passed by Yin Yao, this melody was playing in his headphones.
Song Ji, who had heard it countless times and even paused at the very last few seconds of the song, recognized it immediately and began to pay attention to Yin Yao from then on.
He knew that Yin Yao was also a person who had struggled in the mud. It was this song that brought him hope. It was even because of this song that he wanted to learn the piano. He deeply felt that Yin Yao would become his confidant.
It’s just a pity…
When Song Ji came back to his senses from his rare distraction, Yin Yao had already packed his things into a simple black backpack.
He knew what he was going to do at a glance: "Are you going to accompany Jian Ziyan in bed?"
Yin Yao zipped up his clothes, stood up and looked at Song Ji.
As soon as he saw his eyes, Song Ji couldn't help but become nervous.
He knew what Yin Yao's eyes looked like when he was facing something seriously. At this moment, his expression was the same as when he was facing his piano, showing that his seriousness had reached the point where it deserved the most attention.
"Brother Song." Yin Yao said, "My contract with the company will expire soon. I don't plan to renew it this time. Thank you for taking care of me during this period. You don't have to worry about me so much in the future."
Song Ji's throat tightened. He was a very shrewd businessman, so how could he not understand the hidden meaning of Yin Yao's words?
He had feelings for Yin Yao, although he had not said it explicitly, but he had never concealed his admiration for him. He had always thought that Yin Yao's life would belong to the piano, and there would be no other thing in his heart except the piano. Now it seems that he was wrong.
There is still someone living in Yin Yao's heart, someone he is afraid he will never be able to defeat, and he has no intention of targeting him again.
He stared into Yin Yao's eyes seriously: "You are in love with him, right?"
Yin Yao blinked slowly, his eyes showing some deep thoughts: "My feelings for him have exceeded the limit of description, but if the love you mean is the kind of feeling that you want to get close to, want to touch, want to protect, then yes, I have fallen in love with him."
After hearing this answer, Song Ji felt relieved.
Originally, his feelings were more of admiration than liking. Now that he was sure that Yin Yao's heart belonged to someone else, he had no intention of getting entangled any more.
His eyes just became somewhat sympathetic. As an outsider who knew a lot, he might see it more clearly than Yin Yao himself.
"You fell in love with someone who had given up on you," he said. "And now the relationship between you and him is far more than just about the two of you. In this case, it will be difficult for you to leave."
Yin Yao's face turned even paler. He lowered his eyelashes, and his thick eyelashes covered the dark area under his eyes, giving this usually calm and indifferent man a layer of fragile light and shadow.
Amid the soft and gentle music, he did not raise his eyes, but his voice was extremely firm.
"I know. I owe him this."
Song Ji asked: "Do you really love him, and not out of guilt?"
"I can still tell the difference between love and guilt." Yin Yao put the bag on his shoulder with one hand and said calmly, "If I didn't like him, I wouldn't have an inappropriate relationship with him."
After realizing what he meant, even someone as delicate as Song Ji couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
A person like Yin Yao... could actually have that kind of relationship with someone? !
Yin Yao had already walked to the door at this time. He had his back to Song Ji. Even though his voice was calm, a sense of sadness could be seen from his tall and lonely figure.
"I originally thought that I would have a long time to adapt and change him, but I was wrong. He never needed to change anything. I was always the arrogant and conceited one."
He once looked down on this relationship from a superior position, arrogantly thinking that he was the one who gave more and endured more.
Unfortunately, time will not come back again. The only thing he can do is to continue moving forward with sadness and regret, and not leave Jian Ziyan's side when he needs him the most.
…
After Jian Ziyan woke up, he was transferred from the intensive care unit to a general ward.
At Yin Yao's strong request, Jian Ziyan was not locked up in a prison-like ward, but was temporarily housed in an ordinary ward. The price he paid was that he had to stay by Jian Ziyan's side all day to ensure that he would not hurt others because of his illness.
Yin Yao was extremely reluctant to hear that they were guarding against Jian Ziyan as if he were a runaway animal, but he still agreed to everything.
He booked the largest ward for Jian Ziyan, and even had a visiting room cubicle. He knew that Jian Ziyan didn't want to see him, so when he was accompanying him, he slept on the sofa in the cubicle.
During this period, he had been looking for an opportunity to get Jian Ziyan's mobile phone.
But Jian Ziyan regarded his cell phone as a treasure. As long as he held the cell phone, his spirit would be stable. Even when he was sleeping, he would hold it tightly against his chest so that Yin Yao could not take it out.
Finally, on the second night, because of the treatment for Jian Ziyan, he had to be injected with anesthetic. Jian Ziyan would remain unconscious until the next day under the effect of the drug. Only then did Yin Yao find the opportunity and gently pulled out his cell phone.
When he arrived at the doctor's office, the doctor was waiting for him to finish get off work: "Did you get it?"
Yin Yao nodded and nervously placed his phone on the table: "What do we need to find?"
The doctor put on his glasses and said, "Find out all his chat apps and social apps, and see if you can find something that he would need to look at even if he got sick."
Yin Yao took a deep breath. He had never thought of snooping into Jian Ziyan's privacy, but now that it had come to this...
He smiled bitterly to himself, mocking his own false reserve in his heart.
I've already done things that are even more outrageous than this, so why are you still being so pretentious?
Yin Yao no longer hesitated. He took Jian Ziyan's mobile phone and surprisingly, the phone did not have a password lock and he logged in very smoothly.
The interface above is very simple and clean, which is completely unlike the screen of an eighteen-year-old boy. There are only two software on it, one is the most well-known chat software, and the other is a social media platform software.
This made the doctor stunned for a moment.
Since there are only these two, there is nothing to choose. Yin Yao calmed himself down and directly opened the chat software.
After all, when Jian Ziyan holds his mobile phone, he is often thinking and typing at the same time, and it looks like he is chatting with someone.
As soon as the chat software interface opened, Yin Yao was stunned.
Like Jian Ziyan's mobile phone interface, his chat interface was also surprisingly clean. There were only three people on it, and only three chat boxes, two of which were pinned. The only one that was not pinned was his agent.
As for the two pinned chat boxes, one showed a blank message, which proved that the two had never chatted before. This one belonged to Yin Yao.
And the other one...
Yin Yao's pupils trembled slightly. He looked again several times and confirmed that the note next to the gray avatar that represented being offline was "Mom".
Yin Yao suddenly realized something, and his hand holding the phone began to tremble. His thumb was already hovering over the chat box, but he didn't dare to click it.
The last chat time was shown at 4:18, which was just before Jian Ziyan was anesthetized.
Until the last second before he lost consciousness, Jian Ziyan was typing in this chat box.
And the last message was: "Mom, I miss you so much, can I go see you?"
Yin Yao stared at the message, as if he was looking at some kind of ferocious beast. His empty and terrified expression made the doctor unable to bear it, so he asked tentatively, "How about I open it?"
Yin Yao's eyes moved stiffly, and he subconsciously clenched the thing that belonged to Jian Ziyan, using all his strength to regain his sanity.
"I'll do it." He said softly.
As if waiting for the final verdict, he clicked on the dialog box intently.
In an instant, a large amount of information appeared in front of him.
There are so many messages here, but no matter how many times you scroll up, there is always news from only one side, and the other side is always silent.
Those were plain but shocking contents.
"My father beat me again today. He said I made a mistake. I don't know what I did wrong, but my father should be right. I should listen to him."%
"Mom, my body hurts, but I made a mistake and I deserve to be punished."
"It's so cold in the darkroom. I want to go to bed. Good night, mom."
"Mom, is this kind of life what living is?"
This information was sent eight years ago, when Jian Ziyan was just a child less than ten years old.
The messages continued to flow, and Yin Yao's shadow began to appear in the chat at this time.
"The new brother Yin Yao is so gentle. I feel the feeling of being with you from him."
"Brother Yin Yao seems to want to talk to me, but I haven't talked to anyone other than Dad for a long time. I'm worried that if I say something to make him angry, he will no longer want to talk to me, because I always make mistakes and make Dad angry, which will definitely make Brother Yin Yao angry too."
"I tried to speak, but I couldn't. I couldn't speak."
"I still haven't talked to Brother Yin Yao today. Brother Yin Yao seems angry. Mom, what should I do?"
"Brother Yin Yao didn't come today. Is he angry with me?"
"Mom, I miss Brother Yin Yao. When will he be back?"
"Mom, I'm so useless. I can't even say sorry."
Yin Yao stared at the news, breathing rapidly, and memories flooded into him.
What was he doing when Jian Ziyan was worried about whether he was angry?
He is learning piano.
Compared to other geniuses, he was exposed to piano too late. He knew this was his only chance, so he seized every opportunity to learn and practice. As for the teacher's child who didn't want to talk? He felt sorry for him, but he was naturally taken care of by the teacher, so it shouldn't be his turn to worry too much.
He thought hard, trying to find any memory of Jian Ziyan being nice to him, but he was horrified to find that what he thought was a devoted relationship was actually just a little companionship in his free time. He didn't even notice that such a young child was suffering from domestic violence. He just wishfully thought that Jian Ziyan just didn't want to communicate with others.
He felt that Jian Ziyan was a little prince who was brought up by his teachers and would definitely not lack his care, so he never took the initiative to tell him what he was going to do.
He never thought that the child as delicate as a prince would open his misty eyes in the darkness, looking forward to his arrival eagerly.
The news continues.
"Mom, I seem to have forgotten your voice."
"Mom, today is my birthday and no one wishes me a happy birthday. Can you send me a dream so that I can see you?"
"Mom, Dad started telling me that it was Brother Yin Yao who took away everything that should have belonged to me. The talent and applause should have belonged to me. I was so miserable, but that was what Dad said, and Dad is always right."
"Dad said I should hate Brother Yin Yao. He asked me to ruin Brother Yin Yao's reputation, but why? Dad is always right, but no matter what he says, I don't want to hate Brother Yin Yao. I am so painful, so painful..."
"Dad said I was a waste again today. I am indeed a waste. I always make mistakes and can't do anything well. But I really don't hate Brother Yin Yao. I don't want to ruin him..."
"Mom, I seem to be making a mistake again. I really can't do what Dad asks me to do. I think he is harming Brother Yin Yao. What should I do? I want to tell Brother Yin Yao. I must find a way to tell him."
Yin Yao's fingers flipped faster and faster, so fast that the dense words flew by before he could even read them.
The doctor frowned and tried to stop him, but found that his movements suddenly stopped.
It is he who
On the day of the Best Actor award ceremony, Jian Ziyan only sent one message.
"Mom, I'm so scared, but I still decided to use death to attract Brother Yin Yao's attention. I hope I can succeed."
Yin Yao stared at the message intently, dense bloodshot veins crawling up the whites of his eyes, making his eyes turn scarlet in an instant, and his handsome face revealed a ferocious and terrifying look.
Just as the doctor was horrified, a low laugh came out of his mouth, then it became louder and louder until it mixed with the crying voice and then stopped abruptly.
"Mr. Yin!" The doctor was shocked.
Yin Yao waved the doctor's hand away. His eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of blood, making it difficult for him to see clearly. He blinked hard, trying hard to see the words on the screen clearly.
It turned out that the stabbing that countless people speculated to be a conspiracy was just his attempt to use his life to gain his attention.
He vaguely recalled that chaotic day when the boy lip-synced to him under the bright lights.
It seems like——
"Brother Yin Yao, leave dad, he will hurt you."
It turned out that Jian Ziyan was the only person in the world who loved him with his life.
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