Chapter 51 Nightmare

Xu Jue flipped through the recipe while stirring the thick loquat paste in the pot, while fascinated by the news he had just investigated.

Fu Wenyuan actually lost his memory.

The more he thought about it, the more absurd it seemed to him that the relationship between him and Ye Rong was destined to end, otherwise how could there be a faint turn of events at this time.

Without Fu Wenyuan's stumbling block, and since he has come to his senses and won't do those ridiculous things again, he will make up for it with his heart and treat Ye Rong well. He doesn't believe that they will have no room to turn around. How could the seven-year relationship be possible? Not as good as that mere seven months.

The mind gradually opened up, and the whole person became relaxed and happy.

Xu Li came back from the outside with his briefcase, but he didn't have time to take off his clothes. He sniffed the smell and got into the kitchen, quietly hugged Xu Jue's waist, and said in surprise, "Why are you so happy? Chef, are you cooking for me?"

Xu Jue turned off the fire, took off his arm, turned around and said, "Don't do anything, this is at home, don't forget that we are brothers."

Xu Li smiled nonchalantly, "It's not the first time, brother, why didn't you remember that we were brothers before?"

Xu Jue was agitated by his attitude, pushed him away heavily, and lowered his voice: "Xu Li, I'll say it again for the last time, there has never been anything between us, don't think about those who have nothing, you give I'm going out, and I'm going to calm down myself!"

Xu Li didn't stand still, his lower back slammed against the edge of the counter, but he didn't seem to feel the pain, and he still wore a mask with a nonchalant smile on his face.

He wanted to open his mouth to say something, but closed his mouth after hearing the sound of high-heeled shoes from far and near. He changed his face and looked like he was well-behaved and docile. He turned his head and walked out of the kitchen to meet Xu's mother, Jiang Jingci. hold her arm.

Jiang Jingci's eyebrows and eyes are gentle, and the gentle woman who came out of the Jiangnan Water Village still has a smoky charm in her fifties.

She patted the back of Xu Li's hand and said juju: "Today your father won't be back, so let's have dinner first."

Xu Li snorted, and then heard her chatter casually say, "Xu Jue's loquat paste has not been boiled for so long, I heard that he is going to give it to a friend with a broken voice."

Xu Li was taken aback, friend? He couldn't think of anyone other than Ye Rong who could make Xu Jue cook by himself.

He knew that Ye Rong had an accident in Shiba Village. He had a thought at the time, if Ye Rong died like this, no one would come and rob him.

I didn't expect that in the end it just broke my voice.

He put down his briefcase, took off his windbreaker and hung it on the hanger, and asked inadvertently, "Don't mother know?"

...

When Xu Jue sat down at the dinner table, he felt that the atmosphere was a little strange.

Xu Lizai nonchalantly bit the almond cake that Mother Xu made for him, while Mother Xu frowned slightly with a sad face, not even taking the soup that Xu Jue handed over.

Xu Jue was still reflecting on what he did not do well, so he listened to Xu's mother's instructions to the nanny behind him: "Boil out the loquat paste from the kitchen and give Xiao Li a bowl of loquat paste, and whoever wants to drink it, fill it up."

As soon as Xu Jue's expression collapsed, he put down the bowl and turned his head to stop it: "Don't go, it's my thing!"

Jiang Jingci didn't back down, she looked at Xu Jue with tears in her eyes, "Xu Jue, tell me honestly, who is this thing for?"

Xu Jue was speechless: "I said it, it's for friends..."

The soft knife suddenly became sharp, and Jiang Jingci forced her to ask: "Is it for a friend, or your lover outside, Xu Jue, do you need to see a psychiatrist? Otherwise, why would you like a man?"

Xu Jue was dumbfounded for a while, his eyes flickered away from Mother Xu, and he turned his head to nail the indifferent Xu Li. Xu Li even raised his head and smiled softly at him, as if the current situation was created, and he took care of himself. The person in the cabinet is not like him.

Xu Jue wanted to open his mouth to deny it, but thought that it would be revealed sooner or later. If he wanted to have a future with Ye Rong, he had to pass the test.

Ever since he lost his younger brother, he has already disappointed his parents and relatives, and he doesn't care about letting them down even more.

Xu Jue took a deep breath, and calmly looked at Mother Xu's gaze of concern and disgust, and said solemnly: "I don't like men, I just, the person I like happens to be a man, and I don't expect you to understand or understand. Yes, I just hope you don't get in my way because I...I love him."

Xu Jue's words not only stunned Xu's mother, but even Xu Li froze in disbelief, her face as pale as a ghost.

Xu Jue didn't say more, he sat down slowly, and also picked up a piece of almond cake that Jiang Jingci only made for "Xu Li", took a bite and found that the taste was not very good, it was bitterly sweet.

Jiang Jingci and Xu Li are always like this, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, and they torture each other endlessly.

Even if he knew it was useless, he still brutally broke the illusion, perhaps it was a punishment for Xu Li's annoyance to him, or it might be a self-punishment in disguise.

He spat out the almond cake in his mouth, and said calmly with a blank expression: "Mom, Xu Li is not that child. He is allergic to almond cake. If you want him to die, just keep making it for him."

Jiang Jingci's expression became extremely rich and vivid in an instant, no longer gentle or dignified, screaming and collapsing, she picked up the cups and plates and threw them all on Xu Jue.

As if the scene reappeared, Xu Jue never escaped from this difficult nightmare. He heard Jiang Jingci's resentment and grief, blaming, "It's all your fault, it's all your fault, you return Xiao Li to me! Return my child to me!"

Xu Jue wanted to ask her if she still remembered that she was also her child.

But he didn't say anything in the end.

[The author has something to say: Alas, human traffickers deserve ten thousand deaths]