Chapter 120: A Long Conversation in the Middle of the Night

"Ah Yang, don't be silent is golden, I'll ask you"

Zhong Ziyi's casual complaint interrupted Su Yiyang's thoughts, and he turned his head slightly, just in front of his own small eyes, the tips of his eyes were slightly raised, and the concern in his eyes was obvious.

"What the hell happened today, you are so unrelenting," Zhong Ziyi's voice came through the night wind, with a little vague hoarseness, "It's Ji Munan's side that has started to be a demon again"

Su Yiyang didn't answer, just took out the cigarette case from his pocket, knocked out one and put it in his mouth, the flame burning at the top of the lighter quickly ignited the tobacco, and the air was filled with a faint smell of tobacco, wafting in the small carriage.

"Xiaoyi, I have something I want to ask you. Su Yiyang's eyes were covered by smoke, and the emotions in his eyes were not real, only the depth of unknown meaning remained.

Seeing Su Yiyang put on such an attitude, Zhong Ziyi instinctively put away the gag. He turned his head slightly and looked at the people around him with some caution, and then said, "It's so serious, what's wrong, what do you want to ask, Ah Yang, you say." ”

Su Yiyang's eyes sank slightly, his long eyelashes covered his eyes, and his voice became obscure.

"Why do you think my mother committed suicide back then, is it really because my dad cheated?"

Zhong Ziyi really didn't expect Su Dashao to brew such a sentence after brewing for so long, and Su Yiyang didn't say the deeper words directly, but Zhong Ziyi realized what it meant behind the silence at the moment.

After knowing each other for many years, Zhong Ziyi knows Su Yiyang's temperament and temperament very well, this is a tacit understanding accumulated from experiencing various major events and small feelings together, even if he can't absolutely empathize, he can quickly capture his own small and imperceptible thoughts, not to mention the obvious emotional changes at the moment.

How could Zhong Ziyi not know that the matter about Sun Jing was Su Yiyang's minefield.

In addition to the flustered confiding when he was a teenager, when he grew up, Su Yiyang rarely mentioned his family affairs, whether it was with his biological father Su Guangnan or his best friend Zhong Ziyi, he was silent about his mother's suicide. After all, what this represents is nothing more than the breakdown of the parents' relationship, the grandiose entry of a third party, the bleak and sad childhood, the insoluble past, and the mystery of not cleaning up

In a word, there is nothing to be happy about.

If you dig deeper, you can only block your heart, and it will not help you to talk about it, so it is not enough to be an outsider.

Zhong Ziyi, as a good young man with normal three views, is very knowledgeable and interesting, of course he will not deliberately expose his small scars, and he can avoid Sun Jing's affairs, so as not to make Su Yiyang sad, who knows that this is a big holiday, but the person concerned took the initiative to bring up the old matter.

Thinking like this, Zhong Ziyi was silent for a few seconds before he spoke uncertainly.

"Okay, why do you suddenly want to ask this?"

"Xiaoyi, don't have any worries," Su Yiyang put his elbow on the window and flicked a piece of cigarette ash down, "The authorities are obsessed with bystanders, I want to hear your opinion, just tell the truth." ”

"If you tell the truth, I want to think about it" Zhong Ziyi repeated in a low voice, his fingers were not clasped on the reverse plate, and he frowned slightly, "Regarding Aunt Sun's suicide, I remember that you told me when you were a child that you didn't suspect it before, it was she who found out about Qiao Yiran and Uncle Su, and she couldn't get angry for a while, but I always feel that Aunt Sun is not the kind of person who will say anything, the kind of person who will act out of emotion." ”

Su Yiyang held the cigarette to his fingertips and slowly spit out a smoke ring, and the faint smoke filled the night sky, which was quickly dispersed by the sound of the wind brought out by the driving car, leaving only the ethereal and changing smoke and dust.

Even Zhong Ziyi could see the problem, of course Su Yiyang couldn't have thought about it.

Sun Jing is chic and atmospheric on weekdays, not the kind of woman who cares about everything, and even because she is too vigorous and resolute, she doesn't look like a gentle Jiangnan woman, how can she become a gas bag when she encounters emotional changes

No matter how you look at it, she is not the kind of person who chooses to commit suicide because of her husband's cheating, and then Su Guangnan kept silent about the cause of his wife's death, which deepened the fog behind these things, so Su Yiyang has been guessing the hidden secret.

For example, what did Su Guangnan do that people were angry about, or whether Qiao Yiran put on two faces and privately forced the palace by unsightly small means, so he finally succeeded in replacing him

But it wasn't until now that Su Yiyang suddenly realized that maybe he had thought in the wrong direction from the beginning.

It was not necessarily Su Guangnan who forced Sun Jing to death back then.

It's someone else.

"And Ah Yang, there are some things I am afraid that you don't like to hear, so I haven't dared to say that I am not saying good things for Uncle Su or what, I really feel that Uncle Su was good to Aunt Sun back then, at least not as much as you think, although I was relatively young at the time, I couldn't see the love and love of adults, but Uncle Su asked Aunt Sun to ask for the stars and not the moon."

When Su Yiyang half-squinted and looked thoughtfully at the night, Zhong Ziyi's voice was still coming intermittently.

"Far away, Aunt Sun likes jasmine, your dad directly planted jasmine in the back garden of the villa, she likes to drink tea, no matter how difficult the tea leaves are to be found for her, at that time, my mother did not lack Uncle Su as a positive example to educate my dad, saying to see how people love their wives, even if the two of them really broke down in the end, I don't believe that there is no reason at all, it is Uncle Su's problem. ”

"So, Xiaoyi, am I extreme?"

Su Yiyang didn't speak for a long time, and when he asked this, his tone was very light and light, as if he was stating an ordinary fact.

However, the more ordinary his small performance is, the more Zhong Ziyi can't figure out his attitude.

The atmosphere of tonight's chat is too strange, Zhong Ziyi doesn't understand why Su Dashao suddenly talked about these past events, and his tone is so determined, he has a little bit to overturn what he has thought over the years, but this does not prevent him from saying a few words of truth that he dare not say on weekdays under the instigation of his own family, and a few words of persuasion by the way.

"I can't say if it's extreme, but Uncle Su is very good. After pondering his tone for a long time, Zhong Ziyi spoke quite pertinently, "If you want me to say, you take the time to go home and take a look, he gave the steps so obvious when you had a car accident, and now the spring garden is also considered to have made achievements, but if you take a soft face, it will be considered a turning page, is it interesting to be stiff all the time, take 10,000 steps back and say, Uncle Su is your father, and he is not a bad person, why bother?"

As the words of this sentence fell, it was obvious that Su Yiyang's face sank, Zhong Ziyi retracted, and he didn't dare to say anything deeper.

Su Yiyang looks at hip-hop on weekdays, and acts entirely by heart, which is the kind of character that is very unstoppable. But in fact, he is just accustomed to being moody, laughing before he sees people, or ridiculing or joking, that casual look is just a disguise, as for the most real emotions in the depths of his heart, he has always been hidden very deeply, and he is never willing to show people easily.

Especially those heart-digging words, he has always been reluctant to say deeply.

But at this moment, Su Yiyang's long eyelashes drooped slightly, and his radiant eyes dimmed a lot, as if they were coated with the depth of the long night, and he flicked the cigarette butt casually, and the burning tobacco shredded into a fine piece of ash.

"Yes, you're right, and I know my dad isn't a bad guy. Su Yiyang chuckled and opened his mouth lightly, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, but there was no smile between the words, only explicit self-deprecation and bitterness.

"After so many years, I have never wanted to forgive my father, I always feel that my mother's death has something to do with him, and I pretend not to see how good he was to my mother back then. Especially when Qiao Yiran entered the gate of the Su family later, it made such resentment even more natural, how could I not know what you said, I just thought that Qiao Yiran used unsightly means, my father was too cowardly to turn a blind eye, or there were more reasons, I wanted to investigate, but I didn't dare"

What is the point of such an investigation

Not to mention that when Sun Jing died, Su Yiyang was still young and had limited abilities, so he couldn't find out the reason at all. Even if there is conclusive evidence, he can let Qiao Yiran pay for his life, and he can still leave behind the blood bond and completely draw a line with Su Guangnan

In fact, he knows better than anyone else that he can't do anything.

"I chose to go abroad because I couldn't see it, and after returning to China, I took over the Su Group, focusing on the development of Peking Opera performances, and I always wanted to find an opportunity to fulfill my mother's last wish. I thought at the time, I can't let the copper smell tarnish the name of the Sun family, and wait until my ability is enough to not be bound by the Su Group, and then take over the position of the head of the Sun family, but I planned so much at that time, but I didn't think about it, in fact, there is another possibility. ”

"Another possibility," Zhong Ziyi asked.

"Yes, if everything is not because of my father, nor because of Qiao Yiran, I have hated the wrong person all these years, people can't be resurrected after death, forgiveness is much harder than resentment, I pride myself on being able to see it clearly, but Xiaoyi has never been objective in the matter of my mother's suicide. ”

Su Yiyang said unhurriedly, Zhong Ziyi sat on the side and listened quietly, without interjecting or giving any advice, of course Su Yiyang didn't need his advice.

Zhong Ziyi rarely saw his own small appearance, he did not hide his emotions, his words were almost thorough, he laughed at himself and felt a little more emotional, and he didn't even care if others would hear anything, and expressed his emotions quite obviously, so that Zhong Ziyi quickly saw what he meant.

After many years, he finally regretted it.

The inexplicable fading at the beginning, at this moment Zhong Ziyi calmed down, combined with Su Yiyang's words and recent events, he more or less guessed the reason.

"Ah Yang, if Aunt Sun's death was really hidden, what are you going to do?"

"If there is really a hidden secret, of course I can't let it go, I have to find out what happened back then, no matter what the price is, even if it is to dig out those old things from the loess, I have to find out the truth. ”

"Don't say much, Ayan, whatever you want to do, I will help you. Almost without any hesitation, Zhong Ziyi quickly expressed his attitude, he held the steering wheel with one hand, and patted Su Yiyang's shoulder with one free hand.

Then he paused for a moment, and then continued: "Then again, you suddenly mentioned these things now, it has something to do with Feng Tanlai's spring garden, you haven't told me in detail about these reasons, but I'm not a fool, others can help you, and with me, the iron porcelain, you are polite, so raw is a little chilling to my heart." ”

Su Yiyang turned his head slightly and flicked off the last piece of cigarette ash, not much to say, but his heart warmed up.

"Xiaoyi, thank you. ”