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He doesn't have to bear the burden of inheriting the family business.

He was just lucky in the way he was born.

But even so "reasonable", until now, Cen Si, who is gay, still can't get over the hurdle that his father is gay.

This hurdle comes from his mother.

Chen Zui is reckless, yet gentle and virtuous to the Virgin, but she used to be a very talented and individual folk singer. When Cen Si thinks that she has become a full-time wife, she is still cheated into marriage, and a woman who has been "in Cao Cao" all the time."The heart of camp is in Han" gave birth to two sons, who died of serious illness without knowing it.

What's the difference between that and ruining her.

So Cen Si's attitude was still tough, Cen Fang couldn't speak when he saw him like this, and pulled his wrinkled shirt.

Cen Si turned to look at Jiang Shiye again: "What do you want to say."

Jiang Shiye glanced at him, then looked at the person on the bed, and said softly and quickly: "I want to talk to my uncle for a while,"

"Sizi, you should also clarify with your father."

"Can I make it clear? What can I say?" Cen Si frowned and smiled sarcastically.

"I know, but your dad will have something to say. Listen to it." Jiang Shiye said, "For nothing else, just wait for me, and I'll give Yi Bin a few words to end this nonsense.”

Cen Si didn't think these things could "end".But Jiang Shiye's problem with Yi Bin is different from his problem with Cen Fang. When Jiang Shiye was beaten by Yi Bin, he probably didn't know what homosexuality was.He pursed his lips tightly, then loosened his shoulders: "Okay, then hurry up."

He stared at Cen Fang coldly again.

Cen Fang glanced at Yi Bin.

Then followed Cen Si out of the room.

In an instant.

Only Jiang Shiye and Yi Bin were left in the ward.

Jiang Shiye approached and looked down at Yi Bin.

In fact, he didn't know what to say, and his mind was quite confused, so he heard a soft voice pop out with his feeling: "Would you be surprised to see me with him?"

Yi Bin stared at Jiang Shiye.

Staring at her, her eyes turned red.

He also likes red eyes when drinking.Jiang Shiye thought.Yi Bin really has mental problems, he needs to drink to forget and vent, he doesn't recognize people, he goes crazy and violent, sometimes manic and sometimes depressed, in fact, he can't control it.

Jiang Shiye didn't excuse him, he still has the shadow of being beaten by Yi Bin, but now he always thinks of himself when he looks at him.

Yi Bin is a poor man.

I am no different from Yi Bin, if it is not for amnesia and a coincidence meeting, I would almost end up in a similar ending as him.

A nephew is like an uncle, especially Jiang Shiye.

I was just a little bit lucky, I didn't have the unlucky drinking of water that ruined my throat, and I didn't meet anyone who had no choice but to compromise in the face of reality.

"I knew you were with his father before, and it was quite unexpected. The world is really small, but it must be fate." This is the first time Jiang Shiye said such words to his uncle, incoherently, "But it doesn't matter anymore. Yi Bin. I am not you, and he is not Cen Fang, you should understand what I mean."

"We'll be fine."

Yi Bin clutched the hand warmer tightly.

"Actually, I can live up to now, and I can't do without you." Jiang Shiye squinted his eyes and thought about something again, and smiled, "Your disability allowance, your single room at home, although you beat me, you never interfered with meLife, in fact, you didn't beat me many times, and you couldn't beat me when you were 15 years old."

Yi Bin twitched the corner of his mouth slightly as he listened.

"In fact, I still can't understand it. When my mother threw me to you, why did you agree? Do you just want to find a child to vent out? It's so cool to be crazy about children?"

Yi Bin actually nodded.

Jiang Shiye burst into laughter: "Are you serious?"

Yi Bin twitched the corner of his mouth again.

Deciding to help my sister keep the child was a mistake.Jiang Shiye is just a burden, he has never thought that children are so cute or have any tenderness.

But thinking of that person getting married and having children, I also want to have a child to follow, so it's evened out.

When he is a little more rational, he will also feel that there is a small burden that allows him to continue living.It's not that it's the driving force of his life, it's just that it would be miserable if he died as a lonely child to collect the body.

And staring at a bastard who looks so much like himself growing up tenaciously, the feeling is very complicated and hard to describe.

Jiang Shiye looked down at Yi Bin, such a quiet person, such a musically talented person before.The relationship between him and this uncle is probably the most complicated emotion in the world.You say love, it doesn't exist, but you say hate, no, I don't think about it at all when I go out, but I'm still surrounded by the fetters and deep blood relationship that I've lived with for more than ten years by his side.

They are really alike.

He suddenly said in a low, thoughtless voice:

"Anyway, thanks."

No matter how complicated emotions come into my mouth, it's just these two words, thank you.

I don't even know what the hell I'm thanking you for.

Yi Bin looked up at him, as if he didn't expect him to say that, his muddy eyes suddenly cleared up.

Jiang Shiye was looked at like this, turned his head away, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

Sighed.

"But I won't forgive you either. Everything else is fine. I can't accept that you smashed my guitar."

Yi Bin blinked his eyelids.

The silent lips parted slightly, then closed again.

He remembered it clearly.The little bastard came back from outside with a guitar that didn't look cheap at the age of 14, and he always disliked it.

To be honest, it's jealousy, but there are other emotions as well.

When Jiang Shiye was 18 years old, he heard that the number of places in this human body school was replaced by the second generation of officials. He was also angry. It was not that he felt pity for the child's life, but that this privileged class reminded him of his own experience..After drinking, I went home and saw that the kid had polished the guitar, looking like he wanted to use it to make money at night.

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