Chapter 063 Entertainment Industry Waste 11
The details that he had originally ignored flashed through Yin Yao's mind over and over again as he deliberately recalled his memory.
The boy spoke in code under the pale light. It was an extremely weak voice. It might be that the boy spoke to him after he had used all his courage to suppress the pain.
But the screams in the venue were too loud and the lights were too bright, so he did not think or listen carefully.
Then the boy fell on the stage, like a magnolia withering by the river. He was protected and quickly left the scene, as if he was in a hurry to leave a monster that would bite him.
He avoided the only person in the world who loved him sincerely.
...the only one who loved him.
Yin Yao couldn't control the pain that made it difficult to breathe. He tried his best to see the screen in front of him clearly, but his tears had blurred his vision. No matter how wide he opened his eyes, he couldn't see anything clearly.
In the eyes of outsiders, he clutched his chest, bent over and gasped with difficulty, tears fell from his eyes in big drops, and his whole face turned red. It was unclear whether it was because of suffocation or because of the overwhelming pain in his heart like a tsunami.
The doctor was shocked by his condition. He didn't even bother to look at his phone and quickly supported him: "Mr. Yin! Why is your heart rate so irregular? Sit back quickly and I'll check you!"
However, no matter what he said, Yin Yao seemed to hear nothing. He opened his mouth slightly, but seemed to have forgotten to breathe. He just stared at the screen and cried silently.
He was unaware of what the doctor was doing and let the doctor lift up his weak and heavy body that was like mud and place the cold instrument on his chest.
The doctor was nervously measuring his heart rate when his wrist was suddenly grabbed tightly by a hand.
The hand was long and bony, with very beautiful fingers. It was now tightly clamped on his wrist, like a cold skeleton.
"Doctor..." Yin Yao didn't know how much effort he had put in before he could barely utter the words. His voice sounded like someone who hadn't made a sound for a long time. "Now that we know Xiaoyan's obsession, how should we save him?"
He did not completely indulge in sadness and regret. Just as he had no relatives in the world, Jian Ziyan now had only him to rely on. He could not make mistakes again and again and just vent his emotions, delaying Jian Ziyan's treatment time.
The doctor was startled by him. He frowned in disapproval: "Mr. Yin, Xiaoyan's illness is not urgent at this moment. I will prescribe some medicine for you first. Your mood swings are too big. If you can't control yourself, maybe you should get a shot of tranquilizer."
Yin Yao didn't say anything for a while. He tried to regulate his breathing and suppress the pain that almost tore his heart apart. The veins on the back of his hands and neck were bulging with pain.
Fortunately, he was in the hospital now. The doctor sent a message and someone soon delivered a few boxes of medicine. Yin Yao wanted to take them, but his limbs did not obey his commands. He seemed to be frozen and lost all ability to react.
The doctor half-forced it into his mouth.
After about half an hour, Yin Yao's heart rate gradually slowed down, his breathing became a little smoother, and his face was no longer red as if he was suffocating.
The doctor had almost read all the information at this time. He looked at Yin Yao worriedly, not knowing how to comfort him for a moment.
Nine out of ten of these rich families have problems of one kind or another. He has been in this business for many years and has witnessed too many tragedies in wealthy families, but he has to admit that this time he was still shocked.
It’s not because of how many shocking secrets there are, but because of that child who is only eighteen years old.
How could that child still be kind-hearted and willing to sacrifice himself to save others when he had been persecuted and sick for so many years and even his own world was shattered and in ruins?
So he was not surprised at all by Yin Yao's collapse. If he were the one who knew nothing about everything and was loved and protected by the child with his life, he would not dare to imagine this possibility.
If one still has a little bit of conscience, it is impossible that he doesn't feel guilty. Looking at Yin Yao's expression, he is clearly about to die of grief.
The doctor felt sympathy for him and did not rush him. He stayed with him patiently until Yin Yao recovered his breath when he was supposed to get off work.
It was nearly an hour later when Yin Yao was finally able to speak normally. He looked terrible, but he still managed to cheer himself up and thanked the doctor in a hoarse voice.
If there hadn't been a doctor just now, he would have probably suffocated or died of heart attack. The doctor saved his life.
The doctor waved his hand and asked gently, "Are you sure you want to tell me now? Otherwise, go and rest first, and tell me when you feel better tomorrow."
Yin Yao shook his head and refused. For both Jian Ziyan and himself, the longer it dragged on, the worse the situation would become.
The doctor sighed and respected his wishes.
"Generally speaking, as long as the cause of the disease is known, it will be of great help in treatment, especially for mental illnesses, but... Xiaoyan's situation is a little different." The doctor tried to be as tactful as possible, "Xiaoyan's obsession is to protect you. After losing this obsession, the only motivation for him to live has become his deceased mother. This is really not a good sign, because his mother has passed away. If he continues to be immersed in this, he may develop an obsession to find his mother."
Yin Yao took two seconds to react and his pupils suddenly contracted.
Going to see his mother means... Xiao Yan might also know how to make purple sand?!
"Yes, that's what you mean." The doctor has a pair of eyes that seem to see through everything, like a wise elder. "So the first thing we need to do is to stabilize his emotions, with the help of drugs. The only thing is..."
He glanced at Yin Yao reluctantly and continued, "I understand how you feel right now, but from the patient's perspective, if your presence will cause Xiao Yan to have emotional fluctuations, I suggest that you don't appear in front of him for the time being."
Yin Yao's face was pale, and his eyes had red marks from crying just now. He listened to the doctor's straightforward advice and did not speak for a long time.
How could he not know this? How could he be so cruel as to leave the child alone in this cold hospital? After the operation and the injection, there was not even anyone to comfort him and tell him that he had done a good job?
However, the doctor's words also forced him to face his deepest fears.
Jian Ziyan... no longer needs him.
He no longer longed for his arrival, was no longer willing to fight against Jian Yuze for him, and no longer... liked him.
His existence may just be a pressure for Jian Ziyan.
After realizing this, Yin Yao's ears buzzed and his heart sank suddenly, as if he was drowning in a deep sea of silence, as if he was alone in the loneliness and coldness.
But he couldn't do anything.
Can't even defend myself.
…
Yin Yao still lived in the compartment of the ward, but he no longer appeared in front of Jian Ziyan. Every day, after Jian Ziyan fell asleep, he would quietly sit beside his bed and look at him quietly for a while, feeling the pain and regret in his heart growing wildly.
During the days of accompanying the treatment, he did not answer any calls from anyone, whether it was Song Ji, his agent, or Granston.
He was even supposed to have an important performance these days, but he canceled it without any regrets. Regardless of the speculation and rumors from the outside world, he just focused on cooperating with Jian Ziyan's treatment.
There was just one phone call that he had to answer. It was from the police officer in charge of Jian Yuze's case.
The truth of the verdict was finally approaching. Even though he had guessed it a long time ago, when this moment really came, Yin Yao still felt a great fear.
He arrived at the police station and listened quietly to the officer's findings.
"Jian Yuze didn't hold out for a few days. He was used to a life of luxury and confessed quickly. It just took some time to deal with the follow-up, so I'm telling you now." The police officer brought Yin Yao a cup of hot water. "I can't show you the specific testimony. I'll keep it brief."
Yin Yao was almost stunned as he listened to a teacher who was completely different from the one he remembered and knew.
The teacher maintained a clean and elegant image in public, but in fact, he not only committed domestic violence and engaged in illegal business, but also used him to launder money.
"The entertainment industry is the most suitable place to cover up illegal industries. Your teacher transferred tens of millions of stolen money into your account. Don't you know about it?" asked the police officer.
Yin Yao shook his head blankly.
His request for money was limited to maintaining his life, as well as the cost of learning piano and registering for competitions. In order to express his respect and gratitude to his teacher, he took the initiative to hand over his account to the teacher for management, allowing the teacher to use it at will. He only held a card for his fixed needs.
The police only asked this question. After all, the truth had been found out. If Yin Yao was really related to this matter, he would not be able to sit here and drink tea so calmly.
Although he was surprised by Yin Yao's attitude of not caring about money, he continued: "According to his account, the reason why he accepted you as his apprentice was because his reputation and level were declining at that time, and he urgently needed an opportunity to return to the public eye and maintain his popularity, so he chose you. You are poor, motivated, talented, have no family, and are easy to control. You perfectly meet his requirements."
Yin Yao slowly closed his eyes.
When he actually heard this, the heart-wrenching pain no longer existed in his heart. Instead, there was only endless self-mockery and exhaustion.
"If he needed me so much, why did he want to destroy my hand?" he asked softly.
"This..." The police officer glanced at him with a reluctant and conflicted look, "It's because of jealousy."
"……envy?"
"Yes. Jian Yuze is a jealous person. He said that although you are very useful, he is jealous of you as he sees your fame gradually rising and surpassing his praise and achievements back then, so he wants to destroy you just when you reach the top, so that you will never be able to surpass him." The police officer sighed, "I also found it unbelievable when I heard it, but that's what he said. Under the pressure at the time, he couldn't lie, let alone such an outrageous lie."
Yin Yao almost didn't hear what he was saying. Perhaps he was just overwhelmed by the buzzing in his ears and thought he didn't hear anything clearly, but every word still stubbornly drilled into his ears.
Because of jealousy...
Yin Yao laughed, but the curve of his brows was uglier than when he was crying.
What an incredible reason.
He had been emphasizing to Jian Ziyan and instilling in him the idea of being jealous of him and hating him, but it turned out that the one who was really jealous of him was his mentor whom he regarded as his second parent.
envy……?
It was so ridiculous, so ridiculous that he didn't know what expression to make.
Perhaps it was because he had endured too many incredible blows in a short period of time, Yin Yao was even able to spare the energy to think calmly. If Jian Yuze wanted to destroy him out of jealousy, then it was not impossible that he wanted to destroy him when he faced a boy with more talent than him.
All the incredible speculations were coming true one by one. Yin Yao scooped up the already cold water with trembling fingers and drank it all. He asked in a deep voice: "Has the charge of domestic violence been confirmed? Xiaoyan's testimony is not needed."
"Yes, because of the hospital's injuries
The situation proves that the evidence is sufficient to sentence the child without the child's testimony. The police officer said slowly, "The doctor should have told you what the child went through, right?"
Yin Yao nodded very slowly.
"It's incredible that he can abuse his children physically and mentally, yet he still creates an image of a good father who dotes on his children." The police officer said, "Although we have been in this line of work for a long time and know that there are all kinds of people in the world, some of whom are not even worthy of being called human beings, Jian Yuze is indeed a freak."
Yin Yao was unable to participate in this commentary. These magical gossips that might become laughing stock for outsiders were actually his real experiences, the child's life filled with blood and tears.
He was silent for a moment, then just asked, "Now that the court session is about to begin, can I go see him?"
"You can, but do you really want to see him?" the officer asked. "What else can you say to such a beast? You are still young, and the child is not that old either. You both have plenty of time to start over. Don't dwell on the past."
"I want to see him." Yin Yao said, "Sorry for the trouble."
…
Yin Yao finally met Jian Yuze as he wished.
Only about half a month had passed, but when the teacher and student met again, everything had changed so much that it seemed like a lifetime ago.
They were separated by a table, with a prison guard standing in the corner. Jian Yuze's hands and feet were handcuffed, and the two of them just looked at each other in silence.
Yin Yao looked haggard, and Jian Yuze looked even worse. There was no trace of the great pianist's demeanor in him anymore, and his face was cold and tired.
"I heard that you must want to meet me? I'm quite surprised."
Now that it has come to this, Jian Yuze has taken off all his disguises. His eyes are full of contempt and his tone is cold. He is the real Jian Yuze.
“I thought we had run out of things to talk about,” he said.
Yin Yao wondered, has Jian Ziyan been facing such a father for the past eighteen years?
He looked at Jian Yuze's face carefully, trying to find some evidence to prove that he and Jian Ziyan were related by blood, but he failed.
The boy's eyebrows and eyes are hazy and delicate, like an angel who has strayed into the mortal world. His personality is also as kind as an angel's. He has nothing in common with Jian Yuze. This must have been inherited from his mother, the daughter of a wealthy family.
Unfortunately, not only was her entire family wiped out by Jian Yuze, but even her only child was persecuted into this state.
"I really have nothing to say to you. The reason I came here is to ask a question on behalf of Xiaoyan." Yin Yao paused, "Are you his biological father?"
It's no wonder that he would have such doubts. Even the doctor had doubts about this. From any perspective, Jian Yuze was not worthy of being called a father.
Jian Yuze laughed as if he had heard a joke: "Of course I am. It's a pity that the child doesn't look like me at all. I gave birth to him and raised him, but I can't do anything for him."
"If you mean to let him ruin my business, then he didn't do it." Yin Yao suppressed his trembling and clenched his hands under the table into fists. "But there is one thing I don't understand. Since you need a talented genius to build momentum for you, then Xiao Yan was more suitable than me. Why did you... break his hand?"
Even saying this result made Yin Yao feel heartbroken.
But he had to get the answer.
Jian Yuze was not surprised that he knew about this. He showed no regret at all and curled the corner of his lip sarcastically.
He said viciously: "If I had known that this child would cause me so much trouble in the future, I should not have just crushed his hand, but should have killed him directly. He is just a child, and it is easy for him to die if he has a high fever or something."
Yin Yao widened his eyes in shock, unable to believe what he heard.
"Surprised? There's nothing to be surprised about, Yin Yao. This is the last thing I will teach you as your teacher." Jian Yuze shook his shackled wrists. "In this world, only your own interests are real. Your wife, children, enemies, and friends are all false. When someone stands in front of you, any means are not excessive as long as you can make him disappear."
Yin Yao looked at this person with an unprecedented strange look in his eyes, feeling as if he had never known him before.
"I broke that kid's hand because he was too famous." Jian Yuze continued, "He was only ten years old and won the Granston Piano Competition. Do you know how valuable that is? If his fame gets out, how will the outside world view me? From now on, they won't know me, Jian Yuze, but will only call me 'Jian Ziyan's father'. This is such a terrible thing."
Yin Yao said firmly: "Xiao Yan is just sick, but you are a complete lunatic."
Jian Yuze smiled, and in this gloomy environment, this smile seemed particularly creepy.
"Do you know how I broke his hand? I used the piano." He was lost in memory. "The kid was originally participating in a competition, but when he heard that his mother was seriously ill, he rushed back without stopping. He deserved it. He actually went abroad to compete without my consent and asked his mother to sign a guarantee letter. This is his karma."
"I asked him to play a piece of music for his mother. His mother wanted to hear it, so he believed it. While he was playing, I pressed down the piano lid hard. Once didn't work, and twice didn't work, so I pressed it down hard ten times or so, until all his bones were broken. This was the only way to ensure that he would never touch a piano again."
"Of course, I didn't intend to do such a cruel thing to you. I just wanted you to never be able to play the piano again. That child's hands are struggling even for daily life. He is clearly a ruin with nothing, but he still wants to resist me and protect you. He really doesn't seem like my son."
"If there is anything I, Jian Yuze, regret in my life, it is that I didn't kill him directly back then, which ended up hurting myself."
Yin Yao sat there stiffly, his finger bones and muscles clenched tightly, making a bone-grinding sound.
After hearing this, he couldn't bear it anymore. He suddenly stood up and punched Jian Yuze hard in the face.
Tables and chairs fell to the ground with a crash, and the prison guard quickly stepped forward and pulled him away.
"Let me go!" Yin Yao's eyes were bloodshot, and his only thought now was to kill him, kill this beast with a human face and a beast heart!
He wondered what might have broken Jian Ziyan's hand, but he never expected that it was the piano!
How could it be a piano? How could it be a piano?
The boy's cautious enthusiasm in front of the piano in the villa is still vivid in my mind. How could he be hurt so cruelly in such a cruel way?
This was too cruel for the boy, so cruel that he dared not think about how strong his willpower must have been to overcome his fear of the piano and still maintain his love for it when he touched the piano again.
How dare he!
The prison guard hugged him and whispered in his ear: "Calm down! I will pretend I didn't see it this time. If I do it again, I won't be able to explain myself!"
He listened to the whole process and was extremely angry at the beast Jian Yuze. He did not intend to record Yin Yao's punch.
Yin Yao thought of Jian Ziyan who was still in the ward, and he managed to calm down. He was shaking all over and stared at Jian Yuze.
Jian Yuze cried out in pain, his nose bone was broken by Yin Yao and his face was covered with blood.
"Leave now, I'll handle this," the prison guard said, "Don't come back again, this kind of person is not worthy."
Yin Yao took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice: "See you next time, in court. I hope you will get retribution for everything you did."
…
Yin Yao didn't know how he got back to the hospital. Before he returned to the ward, he ran into the doctor who was walking out.
As soon as the doctor saw him, he showed a subtle look.
Yin Yao immediately realized that something was wrong with Jian Ziyan. Sure enough, the doctor said, "The situation has worsened again."
Yin Yao asked nervously: "What...what happened?"
The doctor thought for a few seconds and said, "Go in and see him, and I'll make a further assessment."
This riddle made Yin Yao's heart jump to his throat. He suppressed his thundering heartbeat and walked into the ward with difficulty.
Unexpectedly, he did not see a lifeless Jian Ziyan, but instead saw a young man with clear eyes and a naive look.
"I told you I didn't do this on purpose, but it hurts."
The boy acted coquettishly to the air beside the bed, and his expression was as if he had really seen a real person.
"Now that I'm injured, can you stay with me for a few more days?"
"Xiao Yan..." Yin Yao called him in surprise.
Jian Ziyan turned around when he heard the voice, revealing a completely unfamiliar look in his eyes.
He looked at Yin Yao, gave him a shy and polite smile, then turned back and spoke to the air.
"Mom, who is this big brother? Is he a friend you know?"
Yin Yao felt like he was falling into an ice cellar.
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