Su Yiyang still clearly remembered that Sun Jing's voice was full of sorrow, her eyebrows and eyes were gentle, but her words were very sharp, those words were like a sharp carving knife, engraved in Su Yiyang's heart word by word.

"The Su family can give you a lot of things, brocade clothes and jade food, don't worry about the future and the Sun family gives you completely different things, these need you to feel, and taste them slowly - child, you remember, you can not take the responsibility of the Sun family, but you can't ruin the reputation of the Sun family. If you plan to do something based on the Sun family, you must remember that in addition to being the eldest and youngest of the Su family, you are also the head of our Sun family, don't live up to this level of identity."

This sentence is like carrying the weight of a word, and it can't help but press on Su Yiyang's heart.

Together with the sadness that Sun Jing left in the end of that sentence, it gradually drifted away in the wind, and it was put in the depths of Su Yiyang's memory, and he regarded the last farewell as a trust that he couldn't resist at all.

At the most extreme time, Su Yiyang resented his mother's irresponsibility, and felt that such a farewell was too cold.

He couldn't figure out why his mother was so ruthless to leave himself and his family behind, and hastily chose to end his life, when he imagined that everything would gradually get better, all the things that couldn't get over had actually come to an end, Sun Jing had no intention of leaving a solution at all, and there was no possibility of any improvement in all this.

He couldn't forgive why Sun Jing was so ruthless, and the words he left in the end were not his own care, nor were they blessings left for the young children, and there was not even a little bit of gentle words that the child could rely on in the future, even if Su Yiyang wanted to dig out the details, it was difficult to dig out any good thoughts.

Therefore, Su Yiyang once felt that Sun Jing was just thinking about the future of the Sun family and had no love for herself.

She couldn't help but put those too sharp things in her head, and in the end, she was still thinking about the development of Peking Opera and the position of the head of the Sun family, and imposed all these on her young son, whether Su Yiyang wanted it or not, and didn't care if he could really take the responsibility.

Sun Jing's entrustment when he was dying formed an invisible shackle, and this kind of autocracy made Su Yiyang breathless, so that for a long time afterward, he didn't know how to face the Sun family.

As the only heir of the Sun family, he should put everything next in his feelings, but Su Yiyang has resentment in the depths of his heart, which is particularly contradictory and complicated.

Su Yiyang couldn't understand how many layers of meaning her mother's words left at that time.

Does Sun Jing want him to choose between the Su family and the Sun family, and force him to make a choice by retreating, or simply deny his ability, he doesn't feel that he can lead the Sun family to make achievements, and he is not qualified to take on the position of the head of the family, so he doesn't let him think about more things, he just needs to take a step back and broaden the sky.

Such negative emotions cannibalized Su Yiyang's emotions and forcibly deprived him of a stress-free childhood.

The half packet of jasmine tablets left by Sun Jing was not a thought for Su Yiyang to remember, but a firm binding of him like a mantra, it was a thorn in the bottom of his heart, which could not be resisted or forgotten. Emotions like these pulled Su Yiyang into the gloom of the day, making his childhood filled with a haze that could not be dissipated, and it was a nightmare for a long time.

In her memory, Sun Jing's cold and indifferent face gradually blurred under the moonlight, her beautiful eyebrows and eyes seemed to be mixed with an indissoluble grievance, and finally what kept echoing in Su Yiyang's dream was Sun Jing's almost sad laughter.

She said, Xiao Yang, do you know what your mother wants?

Can you do it for your mom -

Hearing Su Yiyang say the Jie Huai buried in the depths of his heart, Zhong Ziyi didn't speak for a long time, he could guess how profound the meaning of these words was, and finally understood Su Yiyang's mental journey over the years.

There are things about the Peking Opera family and the Sun family drums, and Su Dashao had never mentioned them before, and they all slowly infiltrated with the work after the operation of the Spring Garden. Earlier, Zhong Ziyi didn't know about this, but he didn't want to mention it because he couldn't face his mother's death, and he resented Su Guangnan's cheating and broke up his wife and family.

Who knows that it is just the most superficial appearance, what Su Yiyang really can't face is actually his own heart.

As Su Yiyang's childhood play, Zhong Ziyi almost subconsciously thought of Su Yiyang's loneliness and gloom in elementary school - the little master used to sit in the last row of the classroom, except for talking to Zhong Ziyi, he was almost reluctant to talk at other times.

At that time, Su Yiyang was far from having the courage to guide the country on the business battlefield, nor was he as chic and open-minded as he is now, he probably couldn't even do it without being happy and angry, and he clearly didn't want to be seen by others, but the emotions that couldn't be hidden were still revealed through an imperfect disguise, which was the fragility that the young man wanted to say but couldn't say.

It's a pity that Zhong Ziyi was too dull at that time, and he didn't give Su Yiyang the relief he wanted.

As a small hair, I can't even talk better than nothing, which is really an unspeakable regret.

It's obviously too late to say a lot of things now, especially since Su Yiyang is willing to say all this, which means that he doesn't mind anymore. The comfort after the dust settles is useless, not to mention that a proud person like Su Yiyang never needs anyone's distress or pity.

Thinking like this, Zhong Ziyi turned around when the words came to his lips, and he just asked lightly: "So, when did you forgive Aunt Sun, Ah Yang, I mean what did you think about it later?"

Before Su Yiyang could answer, a smile appeared from the eyebrows under his eyes, like the falling flowers of March that disturbed a pool of spring water.

"Maybe it's because I met Xiao Nanqiao. ”

When he said this, his tone was very light, and there was a subtle laugh in the end, which rippled slightly, as if a little precious tenderness overflowed from between his lips and teeth.

"Don't they all say that falling in love will make people warm, in fact, liking someone is the same. Since I was a child, I have taken Nan Qiao to heart, I like certain qualities in her, and yearn for those things that I don't have, which is the initial attraction. Later, from her exterior to her interior, words to soul, I understood and accepted, what I liked was her whole person, her shortcomings and strengths, pride and inferiority, in my eyes were all lovely. ”

Zhong Ziyi: ""

Such a high-level show of affection really made Zhong Ziyi lose his temper in an instant.

He felt that there was nothing wrong with Su Yiyang's every word, but these words were connected to some, and when they came out of the mouth of the arrogant Su Dashao, it was as if he had been taken away, no matter how he looked at it, he felt a little unreasonable.

Look, how can this stupid look like a naked love brain, how can there be the appearance of Su Dashao, who is decisive in killing? So much so that Zhong Ziyi glanced at Su Yiyang with an extremely complicated expression, and was stunned for a while, not knowing how to answer this.

And Su Yiyang completely ignored his small face, and continued to mend the knife carelessly.

"So, you ask me what I want to open - probably because Gu Nanqiao's ability is too big, it occupies my whole heart, so I don't think about anything else. When I talked about love, I found that it's good to love someone, and I don't have time to resign, nine times out of ten things that are unsatisfactory in life, I have enough warmth left and right, what else can't I tolerate?"

Zhong Ziyi, who was originally struggling to consider the language, was caught off guard and stuffed with a large mouthful of dog food before he opened his mouth, and thousands of words choked back into his throat, completely speechless.

He said in his heart, thanks to his good mentality, he can think openly, otherwise he suffered tons of critical hits from Miss Li during the day, and came to his brother to drink at night, thinking about relieving his aggrieved feelings, but he was mercilessly shown a wave of affection, who can withstand this double crit of comparative damage?

And Zhong Ziyi also admires his own small rank in his heart, he has been wandering in the love field for so many years, and he has seen what kind of love mode, choosing the kind of person who is said to be "the girl who received the gift is crying", and then he has seen the show of affection on the list of stupid boyfriends, and he has also seen the local tyrant show affection who is throwing a lot of money for the beauty to smile, but he has not met Su Dashao who has not done anything, just relying on the sincerity between the lines to make people believe that love is a great player, today can be regarded as a long insight.

It turns out that showing affection can be done by one person.

Even if Gu Nanqiao, the other party concerned, was not present, just appearing in Su Dashao's words that passed by, it could make Zhong Ziyi feel the inseparable love and strong dog abuse atmosphere, so that the acid turned into a lemon essence.

"Speaking of which, Ah Yang, I've always been curious, why did you like the little goddess at that time?" Adhering to the principle that if the acid is extreme, you will have the ability to resist, Zhong Ziyi slowed down for a few seconds, and actually took the initiative to ask the relevant insider, "Don't fool me with the ethereal words of "the trait that attracts you", can you say something practical Is it because Xiao Nanqiao is very similar to Aunt Sun, so that your feelings for Aunt Sun are transferred to her and aroused the initial interest?"

"When did you become blind and why didn't you tell me?"

Su Yiyang looked at Zhong Ziyi obviously drunk a little, and dared to jump out of anything without thinking like a curious baby, and immediately said mercilessly, "My mother and Xiao Nanqiao obviously don't look alike, but anyone with normal aesthetics can see it - so, Xiaoyi, does the "like" you mean that most beauties are in three courts?"

"Hey, who told you what it looks like. Zhong Ziyi is probably used to being scared, but he laughed indifferently, and then made up for himself, "How can that old saying be similar but god-like, maybe there is something that normal humans can't see, and only you Su Dashao can see that the magical temperament is more similar?"

"With all due respect, what you say now, normal humans can't say. ”

Su Yiyang let out a half-laugh from his throat, and did not divert the topic as Zhong Ziyi expected, but really continued to answer questions, "However, when it comes to why I like Xiao Nanqiao, there is nothing that can't be said."

That's because she is meaningless.

It's my light.