Ye Cen rarely looks at his phone. Xu Min will naturally tell him any information he needs to process. When he saw the WeChat message that Ye Lingwei sent, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

The expensive and gorgeous carpet was covered with cream. The cake made by a private dessert in a high-end club was so miserable that Ye Cen had not lived in vain for more than 30 years. He could see at a glance that the cake falling on the carpet was not accidental, but artificial.

It is obvious who is the culprit.

And his younger brother who is now arrogant doesn't care whether he doubts or confusion after seeing the news. He did it on purpose.

Even Ye Cen himself couldn't tell the specific reason for buying cakes for Ye Lingwei. Maybe he happened to be having dinner with a customer and saw a dessert chef making cakes, and the soft and fluffy cream was changing freely under the cake chef's hands.

The desserts rarely come out to make cakes in person. The cakes placed in the window are good, but most of the customers' cakes are made by his apprentices.

Ye Cen spent a high price to invite the old man who just came over to have a meal and showed off his face to make an almond cake. Xu Min searched his mind for his boss's younger brother Ye San's preferences. As a special assistant, the meaning of her existence is not limited to work. In Xu Min's perception, as long as Ye Cen asks for legality, she can do it and do it.

Ye San likes almonds very much, and she really doesn’t have any food she likes. If she doesn’t like it, Ye San seems... nothing she doesn’t like.

Or is there a missed memory?

Whether it is Ye Xuan or Ye Lingwei, almost all the information she can touch can be recorded. Ye Xuan's likes and dislikes are easy to remember. She likes and hates people who touch his racing cars and belittle them. Ye Lingwei stumped her... The information is not something that can be known as long as Xu Min exists. Most of it is provided by Ye Cen. It is impossible for a person to have no annoying things, so the reason can only be because Ye Cen is not clear.

Ye Cen looked at the photo, and after a while, he turned off his phone indifferently.

The driver was an old man at home. They all called him Uncle Ran. Uncle Ran saw Ye Cen leaning on the seat with his eyes closed tiredly and asked, "Are you tired?"

Ye Cen shook his head, "It's okay, I'm thinking about something."

He did not participate in the period when Ye Lingwei learned to speak. Later, he came back with the teacher's big red flower on his forehead every day. He pretended not to see the children's joy.

But Ye Cen can almost remember one or two small things. For example, when Ye Lingwei was a child, he was good at pretending to be good at being good at being good at home and making a fuss at home. The aunt held a bowl and chased her behind her butt. He would not cry and make a fuss when he was caught up. Instead, he raised his index finger seriously and told the aunt the truth.

"Auntie, it's wrong for you to force me like this," Ye Lingwei said, "Listen to me..."

The aunt was so angry that her eyes turned dark, "If you don't give me this bowl of rice today, I won't reason with you!"

When the trouble was so big, the door opened. Ye Cen walked in. The aunt turned her head and called him. When she turned around, she saw Ye Lingwei's mouth sagging and running to Ye Cen with two short legs. She wanted to rush over and hug her but didn't dare. Her tears fell down like she didn't want to pay.

"Brother, aunt bullies me..."

Aunt,"......"

If the aunt hadn't counted Ye Lingwei's crimes line by line when only Ye Cen was there, Ye Cen would have believed that little bastard.

When he was tied up on the child's chair carrying it to the dining table, Ye Lingwei was really angry and cried, "If you don't believe me, aunt is really bullying me this time!"

Ye Lingwei could be heard crying in the entire living room.

Ye Cen was thinking about what he said at that time. When he remembered, he didn't say anything, but just glanced at Ye Lingwei indifferently. He went to school. That was all before Ye Lingwei's personality changed drastically.

Uncle Ran secretly glanced at the rearview mirror and was surprised to find that Ye Cen was actually laughing. He couldn't help but curiously, "What makes you so happy?"

"..." Ye Cen opened his eyes and became indifferent again, "Nothing."

Uncle Ran, “…”

Ye Lingwei ignored the cake on the carpet because he believed that when he returned home from school tomorrow, the living room would definitely be replaced with a new carpet.

The floor-to-ceiling windows in the bedroom were ignored, and the wind blew in was ruthlessly, and the paper pages on the bedside table were turned rustling.

After pulling the windows and curtains, Ye Lingwei's eyes fell on the book. He stepped on the floor barefoot and sat cross-legged beside the bed. The content of the book was updated again. From the start to the calmness of the present, he thought that the update of this book had a certain rule. In fact, the update of this book was random.

This time, the extra content is about Fei Lan.

During the browsing process, he also found that Fei Lan, who was originally inconspicuous, had more and more plots about him, and his existence was the main line that the book could never be ignored.

Ye Lingwei turned back slowly, page by page.

Fei Lan has been a child from other people since elementary school. His mother is gentle and kind, and has her own career, but she will not ignore the education of Fei Lan for her career. When she married Fei Qiang, she even had the selfishness and paranoidness and indifference flowing in the blood of the Fei family. Although she deliberately guided Fei Lan, since childhood, Fei Lan showed a different habit from other children.

For example, the things he likes, whether it is grades, a flower or a fish, and he can get it by any means. From the moment his eyes always stick to the Ye family's child, Aishu felt a little uneasy.

Finally, Aishu heard it with his own eyes and saw it with his own eyes.

Both of them were less than ten years old, but Fei Lan was like a little adult. He slowly peeled a candy and stuffed it into Ye Lingwei's mouth, and said, "You call me brother, and you are not allowed to call others again in the future, do you know?"

At first glance, isn’t these childish words that only children can say?

In fact, otherwise, if anyone else said this, Aishu would only play like a child, but Fei Lan was not. Fei Lan would not say such a joke.

Aishu hopes that the child of the Ye family will not agree, and Fei Lan will not say anything.

But I only heard the well-behaved child with candy in his mouth and answered vaguely, "Okay."

If you promise Fei Lan, you must do it.

Ye Lingwei trembled his fingers when he was on this page. He raised his face and looked at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling of the bedroom. After a while, the boy murmured to himself, "How many brothers have I called?"

Don't care about his.

Ye Lingwei continued to look back.

This is Aishu's monologue. Ye Lingwei guessed that others, including Fei Lan, probably didn't know. Aishu's health was already very poor at this time, and any single blow could instantly defeat her.

She leaned at the table to write.

"I feel deeply guilty about Fei Qiang. When he asked me if I could refuse the marriage between the two families, I said no, I know who he loves deeply, but I still believe that he may change for me. I never think that gender is an obstacle to love. But in fact, the men of the Fei family have been terrifying since they were once. I stubbornly wanted to marry him. We each got what we need. Even now that the moment when the oil is exhausted, I have never regretted it. If I choose again, I will still do this. What is sad and sad is that that person does not know that Fei Qiang loves him until his death."

"Fei Qiang has changed. He is no longer the responsible and responsible man I know. After that person passed away, he took over everything that should have been handled by that person's family, including that person's children and that person's lover. What I can't believe is that Fei Qiang, who is most profit-first, will hand over the contract he has signed and will attack the company that is unrelated to interests for no reason. I am very surprised. Not long after, I finally understood that he was paving the way for that person's children."

Ye Lingwei was a little overwhelmed. Ai Shu used the title of "that person" to Fei Lan's father's other lover in the whole article, but he was not stupid. He read this passage and then thought for two minutes, and it was easy to find the answer.

Aishu felt that the person Fei Lan’s father truly loved was Ye Fengmian, who was the original father.

“…”

What a joke?

The pitiful information drawn from this book is not enough to convince Ye Lingwei.

There is no need to explain everything by love. Is there no other existence in this world that can sacrifice one's blood except love?

However, what Ye Lingwei is very clear now is that Fei Lan's father must not love his mother.

That's all.

After going back, the last plot is the first time that the original body and Fei Lan met after the incident between Jiang Hui and Fei Qiang.

The original body's always well-behaved face was filled with disappointment and resentment, "So, for so many years, my mother has actually been with your father?"

Fei Lan said lightly, "I don't know."

"But in fact, it was your father who snatched my mother away!" Ye Lingwei was hysterical and cried and made a fuss. He was young and said whatever he wanted. If his mother was there, he would not have been wronged at home for so many years, and he would not have been cold-eyed.

"I hate her, and I hate you too." Even if it has nothing to do with Fei Lan, the original body could not continue to get along with Fei Lan without any grudges.

Fei Lan looked at the original body, "You'll talk about it after you think about it."

"I've thought about it," the original body used her sleeve to wipe away the tears from her face, and her little face turned red. "I don't want to see you anymore, so don't give me some lessons, and I won't enroll in a junior high school with you."

Fei Lan frowned, "Ye Jiaojiao..."

Don't cry.

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted, "Don't lie to me anymore. You must hate me very much now. Just like I hate you, the people in your Fei family are all lie!"

"Wait," Ye Lingwei ran home, took a knife from the kitchen, followed by an aunt who screamed at me. Tears were still hanging on his eyelashes, and he looked at Fei Lan with his little face, "We have to prove that we have broken up."

Ye Lingwei has been a person who particularly cares about the sense of ritual since childhood.

He squatted down, took the kitchen knife, and pulled it on the lawn under his feet, cutting a shallow ditch. Finally, he threw down the kitchen knife and clapped his hands, "See, Fei Lan, cut the robe and cut off the righteousness."

Such a shallow hole was crossed between the two, like an unbridgeable gap, cruelly separating the two.

Fei Lan told Ye Lingwei the story of cutting the robe and breaking the meaning.

Fei Lan's eyes were once a brilliant galaxy. At that time, he broke one by one, falling under his eyelids, shattered at his feet and on the lawn. He laughed, "It's up to you, just be happy."

He said so lightly that Ye Lingwei looked at the kitchen knife at his feet, so he shouldn't use the knife to dig the lawn, but should use it to cut Fei Lan.

Fei Lan went to the junior high school where the two of them agreed to apply to together, and won all the competition awards that they could win, and was loved and praised by all the teachers and classmates, but Ye Lingwei really never appeared in his life again.

His name also appeared in other junior high schools in Shanghai. He thought one day, the boy who had been sticking to him since childhood would appear from somewhere, and appeared pitifully in front of him, "Brother, I don't know how to ask questions, please teach me."

For three years, neither of them had contacted each other again.

When he saw Ye Lingwei, he was in No. 3 Middle School. Fei Lan was recommended to him and Ye Lingwei came in through the back door. Fei Lan recognized Ye Lingwei at first sight. It was hard for him to imagine that the silent, dull boy, who seemed to be covered with a thick shadow, was Ye Jiaojiao, who he once held in his hand and loved him.

"Brother Lan, you definitely don't know what the class is. I heard that the first basic test at the beginning of the school year was the last in the grade, and he was more than 200 points behind the second in the grade. Oh my God, how did he get into the third middle school?"

Fei Lan was absent-minded and careless, and felt a feeling of pain and suffocation, "All those who walk through the back door are like this, are you the first time you met?"

"Yes, hahahahaha."

At this point, the added plot is gone. Ye Lingwei hugged the book and sighed for a long time. The fate of these pitiful brothers is so good that they are fooling around.

After he sighed, he wrapped himself in a quilt. When he was drowsy, he realized that he wasn't Ye Lingwei in the book?

I almost forgot about it.

But after reacting, Ye Lingwei felt that he could no longer say that Fei Lan could be so whispered to him. After all, objectively speaking, Fei Lan was the best person to the original body and himself before and now.

But Ye Lingwei felt that he couldn't control himself and wanted to bully others.

However, after reading the passage of Ai Shu describing Fei Lan, Ye Lingwei felt that he should still be restrained. Although Fei Lan let him bully him, who knows what he was thinking.

Others should still bully others. If you owe the original body, no one should run away.
To be continued...