Ye Chengshu clenched the cup in his hand. The water in the cup swayed slightly with the shaking of his palm. Ye Zhen glanced faintly, and his clasped index finger gently knocked on the table top, "are you still going to hide it from me?"
"When did you... Remember?" Ye Cheng's voice is somewhat astringent. He lowers his head and stares at the water in the cup. He doesn't dare to look up at Ye Zhen.
Silence for a moment, Ye Zhen sighed, "ah Cheng, those are not important to you and me now. I said, my time is not much. I need your help. " He had not slept for two days in a row, and now he is in a daze. Maybe he will lose his memory again.
You have to do everything you can before that.
Ye Cheng raised his head in shock. He couldn't speak because of his nervous voice. He swallowed his saliva and forced himself to calm down. "I'm standing on the opposite side of you now. Why should I help you? Yunxuan should have told you all the things. Yes, I went to Ye Zhishen. What's the matter? Since ancient times, you have made a way out for yourself. I killed Watergate and tried to kill Yunxuan and her baby again and again. Don't you think it's ridiculous to ask me to help you now? "
He said with a bitter smile, and tried to pretend to be fierce, the expression on his face became somewhat ferocious.
Ye Zhen listened quietly from the beginning to the end, a pair of cold eyes as quiet as water, only when hearing the name of the water gate, there was a ripple in his eyes. Did Watergate really die so easily? How can Ye Cheng kill Watergate?
"Watergate, did you really kill it?" Ye Zhen asked.
"Of course." Ye Cheng pulled one corner of his mouth and raised a proud smile, "you didn't see his appearance when he died. It was miserable and pitiful. With one shot, he fell to the ground, and he couldn't even close his eyes. No one collected the body! What's the use of him even if he can fight as hard as he can? It's as vulnerable to bullets as before! "
"Ye Cheng!" Ye Zhen completely lowered his face. "I know what Watergate is capable of. I also know how much you can do. If he can become a leader of the dead, he will not lose his life easily even if you have a gun! Unless, it is he who deliberately asked you to kill him... "
Ye Zhen's breath field is completely released, and Ye Cheng is breathless. He lowers his head and breathes quickly. His face appears a frightened expression again, recalling the day when he killed the Watergate...
" don't be afraid. "
Watergate said these two words, before he understood it, he attacked. The blade in his hand was cold and cold, and he quickly drew it to his neck. Subconsciously, he wanted to hide behind, but he was held by the water gate one step ahead of time.
Slender and pale hand tightly grasped the black muzzle of the gun, and slowly moved the muzzle to the forehead. The man in black behind him was covetous. Ye Cheng did not dare to make a big move, "you are crazy!" He was anxious to get the gun out of the Watergate.
"Oh." Shuimen chuckled and raised half of his eyebrows. His face, which had always been cold as frost, had such an open look for the first time.
"Live for me and protect Yunxuan until ye Shao wakes up." He spoke very quickly and lightly, but each word was very clear. The hand held at the muzzle of the gun did not know when it moved to the position of the trigger. Ye Cheng only felt that his hand suddenly vibrated, and there was a bloody hole in the forehead of the water gate.
The trigger was pulled by the water gate itself, so he did not kill it. He knew the purpose of the Watergate and his determination to die, but he really could not forget his dark green eyes. He kept them open day and night and looked at himself. If he had not gone to Yunxuan, he would not have been stopped by Watergate on the way, and Watergate would not have died.
At the end of the day, it's all his fault...
"brother." Ye Cheng cried out in pain. His hands covered his face, and his shoulder trembled. "I killed the Watergate. I killed the Watergate. It was all my fault. I killed him..."
Ye Zhen couldn't bear to close his eyes. He knew Ye Cheng too well and knew Watergate too well. Even if ye Cheng didn't say so, he could guess. It must be that the situation at that time was extremely critical. Even shuimen and ye Tian could not protect Yunxuan. Shuimen wanted to let Ye Chengcheng, who was under duress and obeyed Ye Zhishen, as an undercover to protect Yunxuan.
"It's not your fault. Even if you didn't go at that time, ye Zhishen would have sent people to go. At that time, Watergate would not be the only one who died." Ye Zhen put the palm of his hand on Ye Cheng's head and stroked it gently, "don't be afraid. The Watergate won't blame you. Everything will be fine with me."
Ye Cheng's shoulder shakes more violently. The uncontrollable whimper comes out of his palm intermittently. Ye Zhen's hand on Ye Cheng's head is not removed. He takes a deep breath, and the sadness in his eyes disappears, and he recovers his indifference.
Anyone can fall, but he can't. He is the elder brother of a Cheng and a Shuo, and the husband of Yunxuan. He must protect them.
Ye family, must reappear bright, this is not only his hope, but also everyone's expectation. It doesn't matter if he fails. He has always been the most tolerant. As long as there is a trace of vitality, he can start over again."Ah Cheng, I need you to do something for me."
...
before noon, Ye Zhen and Ye Cheng left for Ye's house.
"How did you get here? Is the company finished? " Ye Zhishen is pruning branches in the garden. Winter comes and goes quickly. In a flash, it is February, and the plants should sprout new shoots later. He had to prune the trees when they were only branches in winter so that they could grow in good shape next year.
"When I'm finished, I've heard from my mother that you're not feeling well. Come and have a look." Ye Zhen said respectfully.
"You have a mind." Ye Zhishen put down his scissors and turned to look at Ye Zhen. "Let's go. Go inside and say it."
Ye Zhen helped Ye Zhishen into the room. They sat on the sofa. Ye Zhen took out the tea cup, poured the tea, and handed it to Ye Zhishen. "Are you ok? Don't go out on such a cold day, lest you catch cold again. Mother should be worried
"Hum." Ye Zhishen glanced at Ye Zhen like a smile, took the tea cup, blew the heat above, and sipped it slowly. "It's hard for you to know that you care about my father. It's good that you've grown up, and it's better than thinking about those miscellaneous people every day."
Ye Zhen smiles but does not speak, silently also poured a cup of tea for oneself.
"I heard you brought home the nurse I had sent to take care of you? Why, is her business ability too good, take care of you too comfortable, you can't bear to take back after the illness? " Ye Zhishen put down his tea cup and spoke faintly.