Save the villain and become the villain [Quick Wear]

After the incident, the praise and compliments around Ren Yi changed rapidly.

The servants who took care of him always had a look of disdain and sympathy in their eyes, which they thought they had hidden well.

My father and the housekeeper always sighed quietly, and the meaning was self-evident.

The "friends" who came to visit him were cautious and pretentious, and occasionally a few of them would unconsciously reveal their excitement and pleasure, which made him reflect for a moment whether he had been a failure in his life in the past.

These people only hurt him with their eyes, but in fact some people said those words to him, which were even sharper and more harsh.

At that time, he had just been transferred from the intensive care unit to the general ward. He learned that he would never be able to stand up again. He also learned from others that his eldest brother and sister-in-law had passed away. His mother was also anxious and went to the hospital...

Ren Xingchen came and asked with red eyes why he was not the one who died?

So much bad news piled up together, and was detonated by this sentence. He really wanted to die at that time, but he didn't die. After he calmed down, he didn't want to die anymore.

He did nothing wrong, why should he die?

Since then, he and Ren Xingchen have been disgusted with each other. He hated her for being a demon. If it weren't for her, his sister-in-law wouldn't have returned to her parents' home to take care of her pregnancy, and they wouldn't have taken that road that day and been hit by the out-of-control truck.

Ren Xingchen hated him, and the reason was simply "Why did he survive?"

She was four years younger than him, not very smart, but she could mimic words.

Every time they met, she would throw all the nasty words she had heard at him, including how he was a cripple who couldn't take care of himself, and the words that later teased him for being a eunuch, which were unbearable to the ear.

After he was able to go out in a wheelchair, his father tried to get him back to his previous life.

Seeing the sunlight again, he subconsciously tried to hide his legs, and glared and spoke ill of everyone who looked at his legs intentionally or unintentionally.

Some people said he was crazy and that he was really pitiful.

Every word stimulated his nerves.

When the news came back that his mother had died in the hospital, he beat Ren Xingchen.

Ren Xingchen knocked over the wheelchair, and he fell to the ground, wrestling with her in a completely unmannered and uncultured manner.

They were the only two relatives left by their father.

This man, who had been strong all his life, looked at them with eyes full of fatigue and desolation at that moment.

This family is completely broken.

That day he watched his father smoke one cigar after another, and only then did he notice that he had aged a lot and his spirit was broken.

He accepted to go abroad, whether they were planning to abandon him or just send him for treatment.

In his dreams at midnight, what he dreamed about most was the young Ren Xingchen cursing him for being a cripple and asking why he was not the one to die.

The second thing was the car accident that day, which became clearer and clearer in his memory and imagination, frame by frame.

Later, the dreams overlapped, and he began to see his eldest brother and sister-in-law covered in blood, asking him with resentment why he was alive and why he didn't save them. Sometimes he would dream of his eldest sister-in-law holding a ball of flesh and blood, asking him to save the child who was already taking shape.

He was depressed for a long time, perhaps two or three years.

One time, when his father was talking to him on the phone, he forgot to hang up.

He wanted to hang up quietly, but he heard the butler say that it would be great if the eldest master was still alive.

During the long silence, he heard an old sigh.

My father said, "If they continue like this, the future of the Ren family...ah..."

My father is really old.

He tried to cheer up and tried to be as good as his older brother, but he couldn't be as calm as his older brother.

He is a sensitive coward.

He couldn't ignore the fact that he was a cripple, and the girl's shrill voice kept lingering in his ears.

He could only sit permanently, shorter than his eleven-year-old self.

Qi Yang watched the fire flickering in his eyes, and then he fell silent again, and slowly said, "Disability does not mean waste, Second Master, am I right?"

Ren Yi frowned and looked sarcastic.

"Does the Second Master ever have a second-year moment? That is..." Qi Yang coughed lightly, "When I'm sitting, no one can stand... Do you ever have such a moment?"

Ren Yi was slightly startled, then he glanced at his own situation, scratched him again, paused on his leg for a while with malice, sneered and said nothing.

Saying this in this situation does sound a bit ironic.

Qi Yang pretended not to see it and patted him on the shoulder: "Show your domineering attitude, Second Master. Who dares to sympathize with you and laugh at you now because of your shortcomings? Tell them that even if you are sitting, you are taller than them."

Ren Yi: “…”

Ren Yi searched his brains and finally found a word he had learned from the comments in the live broadcast room. He opened his red lips and said in a clear and loud voice: "Idiot."

Qi Yang raised his eyebrows: "Second Master also knows how to curse?"

Ren Yi laughed: "Let me go."

Qi Yangjuan's direction was a little off. If he wanted to roll away by himself, he would easily roll off the bed. With only his upper body under control, it would be difficult for him to break free.

"I'm afraid the Second Master will beat me up."

Having said that, Qi Yang didn't care too much and started to pull out the quilt that was pressing on him, trying to let him come out gracefully and decently.

The restraints loosened slightly, and Ren Yi moved closer to the bed. The moment he broke free, he grabbed Qi Yang's wrist and pulled it hard.

Qi Yang fell onto the bed in the direction of his force, and quickly supported his body. At the same time, he pushed Ren Yi, who had stood up, back down. He lowered his head and met a pair of astonished eyes. Perhaps this second master had not anticipated the result of a failed sneak attack.

The skin under my palm was white, thin and a little cold, but my pounding heartbeat was clear enough.

It was always inconvenient for this man to put on clothes. The pajamas he usually wore at night had been mostly torn apart after the commotion just now.

Qi Yang gathered his clothes for him, looked down at him, and asked with a smile: "Second Master, what do you want to do? I promised that I won't sell my body."

Ren Yi's handsome eyebrows were tinged with anger and murderous intent: "Do you know what happened to the last person who dared to be presumptuous in front of me?"

"From the look in Second Master's eyes just now, do you want to break my legs?"

Ren Yi looked at the tip of his tongue that was slightly exposed when he spoke with a sinister look, and raised the corner of his lips: "I will also cut off your tongue."

"Second Master, are you willing to do that?"

"Who do you think you are?"

Qi Yang chuckled.

I caught a glimpse of a dim light at the head of the bed. It was a cigar cutter. Probably the person took it out when he was smoking a cigar and forgot to put it back.

He leaned forward and reached over, put it into Ren Yi's hand, lowered his head and stuck out a piece of his tongue, his eyes slightly closed, looking obedient and cooperative.

Ren Yi's expression became even uglier, his eyes looked like he wanted to pull out his tongue, but his hand held the cigar cutter for a long time without moving.

He looked at the boy who seemed well-behaved but was actually perverse, and found a reason for himself. He needed this man's song to help him dispel the devilish curse and nightmare.

After waiting for a while, Qi Yang retracted his tongue and looked at him in surprise: "Second Master, you don't even dare to do this? Or are you reluctant to give up my voice that is worth a billion?"

"Shut up."

"Second Master, are you going to listen to singing today?"

Ren Yi pursed his lips and gritted his teeth and said, "You go downstairs first."

"It's already ten o'clock...oh, ten twenty-five. I should go to work."

"I'll take a shower first."

"You want my help? You pay, I work, it's not shameful, I swear on my elementary school ethics teacher's ethics, I will definitely not laugh at you, let alone sympathize with you, from the outside to the inside, from the face to the heart."

Ren Yi listened to his nonsense, and his anger gathered and dispersed, dispersed and gathered again. The pain in his elbow also reminded him of his embarrassment today.

But from the first time they met, this man, apart from being a little noisy and reckless, had never shown any strange emotions towards his legs.

He turned away and said, "If you dare... I will have you buried tomorrow."

"How many people has the Second Master buried?"

"Three hills have been buried. Are you afraid?"

"Then pick me a good feng shui location so that I can be reborn as the son of the richest man in my next life."

Ren Yi: “…idiot.”