I raised the whole heaven

"Do you know? Song Sheng?"

She swayed her legs on the horizontal bar, letting the cool night wind blow the hair on her forehead, and looked straight at the moon in the sky.

"Whenever I fall asleep, my pain is awake—they can never close their eyes, just stand on the head of the bed like that, staring at me," she said softly, as if A murmur came from the wind, "I have thought about it thousands of times, why is it me?"

"Why is it just me who encounters these misfortunes?"

There are tens of thousands of people in the world, why is it that I, the weak and helpless, walked through that alley that day?

The territory is so vast and endless, why did that malicious person stay there on that rainy night?

Her thin body trembled uncontrollably in the night wind, and the young man beside her put the coat on her body wordlessly, then reached out and stroked her head, slowly and gently.

His eyes always seemed to contain all-encompassing water, rippling in his pupils without words or any other actions.Looking at him with such eyes, Jian Jing even felt that she was clean, and those traces that penetrated into the bone marrow were gently smoothed away by such eyes, she shivered, and then slowly moved closer to Song Sheng.

"Silly girl," Song Sheng said softly, "It's not your fault."

After the diary that recorded all the ugliness that day was blatantly released to the world, the days seemed to turn into the previous strange circle again.In such a small town, it didn't even take half a day for such news to be spread wildly by the curious and excited students.From one end of the town to the other end of the town, in just a few hours, everyone knew it.

"Yes, that's right, it's the new one—"

"Oh, no wonder you have to move here, it's so pitiful."

"What's the pity? I heard people say that she has a very withdrawn personality. Maybe she offended someone and was deliberately retaliated. Why didn't she find someone else, but she?"

"I think that person has lost money. What's the point of the little girl's clear soup and little water, haha. It's just a face that can barely be seen. Look at her, the kind of yellow-haired girl who hasn't developed yet. She just goes in and stays for a while. several years--"

The bastard didn't lower his voice, but deliberately raised his voice. He looked this way and patted his thigh with a hippie smile.

However, to their surprise, the protagonist who was discussed just glanced at this side with a blank face, then quickly picked up a large piece of reddish-brown brick, and smashed the window of a nearby house.After smashing it, she ran away quickly without looking back.

Before the unscrupulous teenagers on the motorcycle could react, the old man inside had already rushed out tremblingly holding a cane: "You melons! You even came to smash my window! Come on, ask your family for money! "

The gangsters were speechless: "No...it's that..."

They never thought that a weak little girl would have the guts to play tricks on them!

"What is it!" The old man blew his beard and stared, and began to roll up his sleeves, "I caught you on the spot and still didn't admit it! You, you all wait for me..."

Jian Jing squatted in the corner and watched this scene, watching and watching, couldn't help but burst into tears.

At the old place that night, she told Song Sheng the scene vividly and vividly, and Song Sheng also laughed and laughed, and then said: "Is this method useful?"

Jane nodded vigorously.

"That's right," Song Sheng reached out and rubbed her hair, "You can return all these little pranks to them, and if you do it a few more times, those guys who are strong and afraid of weak will not dare to provoke you. It's just that I'm afraid they will retaliate these two days, so I'll take you home."

He paused, then suddenly said: "But, remember, don't turn yourself into the kind of person you hate because of hatred—they are not worth it."

He drove Jian Jing home on a bicycle, passed through those pointing and whispering without changing his expression, Jian Jing wrapped his arms around his waist, leaned her head on it, and closed her eyes slightly.

There is a light soap locust aroma in the nose, strong enough to isolate all eyes and sounds around.In this small world, for the first time, she felt at ease as if she was in her mother's womb, wrapped in warm amniotic fluid, and she almost wanted to cry.

—No one can hurt you anymore, silly girl.

Gradually, even her mother knew about the boy who always sent her home, looked at him through the window with interest for a long time, and then smiled gratifiedly.

"The young man is very good-looking," she tapped her chopsticks on her daughter's bowl during dinner, "If I were 20 years younger, I would also like this gentle and kind-looking little boy with quiet eyes It's really like my mother."

She didn't hide the joy in her tone at all, and she blocked the tears in her eyes by bowing her head to pick up the vegetables: "Oh, that's great, my Jingjing is finally willing to get in touch with boys."

The daughter was sitting upright across from her. After hearing this, she immediately raised her head to look at her: "Don't compare him with others, he is different."

"Okay, okay, it's different," the mother slapped the back of her hand, "no matter who it is, if you have the courage to touch him again, mother will be very happy."

The aftermath of that incident was a strong heterophobia. Within a few months after the incident, Jian Jing could not even step out of the house, and would tremble non-stop when she was being recorded by a police officer of the opposite sex.Even when her father, who had already severed ties with the family, came to see her, he would say a few words from afar through a door.

But now, she finally seemed to come out.Mother smiled and put a lot of dishes into her bowl, her eyes softened like water.

Days passed day by day, and when the ground was full of flowers, Song Sheng, a good student, secretly drove her, skipping class for the first time over the wall.He celebrated the birthday of his silly girl in the sea of ​​flowers, and when Jian Jing's mother was working overtime at night, he quietly guarded her bedroom door, like a loyal knight.

This was the only good sleep that Jane Jing had had in the past few years. She didn't repeat the nightmare over and over again in the dark, and she didn't wake up from the dream screaming and covered in cold sweat.She sniffed the fragrance of soap locust on the clothes around her, and slept peacefully as if nothing had happened.

One day, Song Sheng drove her to the gate of another school.They waited in front of the school gate for a long time, and when the students after class came out like a tide, Song Sheng pointed to one of them.

"It's him?" Jane asked.

"Ah."

Jian Jing then narrowed her eyes, and carefully looked at that person through the crowd, then shook her head, and commented pertinently: "It's not as good-looking as you."

Song Sheng laughed out loud, and then his eyes softened a little, filled with countless feelings that he wanted to talk about.Those small broken lights made his eyes dazzled, he stepped on the ground, and sighed slightly.

"Long time makes love," he raised the corners of his lips, "what can I do about it?"

Jian Jing put her arms around his waist: "I don't care about that, as long as you like it."

As long as there is still such a light in your eyes...I don't care who the person you fall in love with is completely irrelevant.Even if people in the world say that this is wrong, that it is wrong, that it goes against biological instinct, I don't care at all.

Act like you don't care about them.

But there are some things in the world that cannot be seen without covering the eyes, and cannot be heard without covering the ears.All the secrets are destined not to be properly hidden in the dark, and one day they will be exposed to the sun dripping with blood.

On a rainy afternoon, Song Sheng suddenly came to look for her in the rain. He stood outside the window and said, "...someone saw it."

The tip of the pen in Jian Jing's hand snapped off.

"I saw Song Sheng with a boy!" The short-haired girl who bumped into this scene stood on the desk and screamed, "It's so disgusting, the two of them hugged and kissed each other, two perverts I was really blind before, so I thought Song Sheng was good! Bah!"

She spat hard on the ground.

"Really?" The eyes of the people around were full of excitement and gossip, with a hint of disgust, "My God, I just said..."

"No wonder I play with that freak Jian Jing every day, it turns out that the two of them are not normal..."

A boy next to him was shuddering as he rubbed his chin, and got goosebumps all over his body in disgust: "Damn! I even took a bath with him in a bathroom when I was young!"

"Me too, what should I do? I feel uncomfortable just thinking about it."

"Then why does he go into the men's room every day? Could it be to stare at other people's places?"

This sentence made all the boys present frown, and someone behind him whispered, "It takes a lot of brain problems to be able to fall in love with this man for no reason... Really, why doesn't he just turn himself into a man?" Forget about becoming a woman?" He paused, and said maliciously, "Do an operation or something, and then let us have a good time, anyway, he also likes men—"

Before he could finish his sentence, Jian Jing who had been sitting alone in the back row suddenly stood up.Under the bewildered eyes of everyone, she stretched out her hand suddenly, and scratched the face of the boy who spoke last. Her fingernails were long and pointed, and scratched out a long bloodstain.

The boy screamed and pushed her away, touching the blood on his face, it was incomprehensible: "Are you crazy?!"

"Yes," Jian Jing looked at them, "I'm crazy. Anyway, crazy people don't go to jail for killing people. I advise you all not to provoke me."

She strode out of the classroom door, and finally turned her head: "I advise you all to take a pee and take care of yourself. With your looks, even if Song Sheng is blind, he still doesn't like you."

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After filming this scene, Xue Zhiheng, who had walked out of the classroom door a second ago with arrogance, squatted on the ground, trembling all over.After several assistants stepped forward to comfort her for a long time, she slowly stood up straight and said with a wry smile, "This is the first time I have entered the drama like this."

Chu Ci, who had relevant experience, also wanted to go forward to comfort her, but Xue Zhiheng had already hid eight feet away as if he had seen a poisonous snake, and pointed a finger at him from a distance: "Don't come here! "

Chu Xiaoci:? ? ?

"I feel sad when I see you..." Xue Zhiheng sniffed loudly, with a cry in her voice, "Why, you are so good, why do they say that about you?!" She said As he spoke, he couldn't help getting angry again, "Give me a brick, and I'll slap each of them in the face! They won't recognize their own mothers!"

The group performers shrank, and quickly held their heads and cried out: "Sister Xue, this is a line written in the script, it's not true!"

"That is, how could we say such a thing..."

Xue Zhiheng picked up a heavy thermos from the assistant's hand, and greeted them with a smirk, asking them one by one if they discriminated against homosexuals, as if they would knock people out when they heard the answer in the affirmative.Several group performers were so frightened that they all gave negative answers in a hurry. Xue Zhiheng put down the murder weapon in his hand, snorted, and sat down on his chair.

The two assistants were shocked by her expression at the moment, one fanned her tremblingly, and the other helped her twist the bottle cap with a smiley face.She was like a cockfighting cock that was completely enraged, and the whole crew received her cold stare, only Chu Ci, who played the male lead, escaped.

The field controller watched from the side, and said with despair on his face: "Brother Chu, Sister Xue treats us as cold and ruthless as winter, but only treats you as warm as spring."

Chu Ci laughed out loud, knowing in his heart that Xue Zhiheng was affected by the psychological effects of the characters in the play, and he might not be able to recover for a while.Xue Zhiheng began to ask them all over the place what they thought of the raped victims. Even Neves couldn't bear it, and shouted for help in inaccurate Chinese.

All eyes begging for help were focused on him, so Chu Ci had no choice but to stand up, pull her over, and pat her head like in the play.The warm temperature of his palm spread to his brain, as if it contained soothing power, after rubbing it twice, Xue Zhiheng suddenly fell silent, obediently keeping silent.

Chu Ci smiled and said, "Silly girl."

This title was also called countless times in the script, and Xue Zhiheng became more and more submissive, looking up at him like Jian Jing looked at Song Sheng, with a calm and dependent light in his eyes, as if he was looking at the only god in his heart.

Chu Ci looked at her expression for a long while, only to find it strange, and couldn't help but joked: "Silly girl, come, call Dad."

"..." Xue Zhiheng moved her head away from his hand with no expression on her face, turned her head and gave him a paw, "Chu Xiaoci, you're getting fatter, huh?"

The two of them made a fuss in an instant, and the stagnant air just now was broken immediately.Chu Ci was so troubled by her that he had no choice but to raise his hands and surrender, laughing out of breath: "I was wrong, Sister Xue, I was really wrong, haha, don't scratch me—"

The field controller behind him coughed suddenly, then stood up abruptly: "Boss, why are you here?"

Chu Ci was startled, and the strength in his hand suddenly lightened.He held his breath and carefully listened to the people behind him.

"I'll take a look."

The man known as the boss answered curtly.

This voice was so familiar, Chu Ci couldn't help but panic when he thought of the things that had troubled him for so many days.He suddenly withdrew his strength, and Xue Zhiheng, who was caught off guard, had no time to withdraw his hand, and almost pushed him to the ground: "Hey, be careful—"

Chu Ci subconsciously stretched out his hand to support it, but he could only feel the soft clothes, and he could rub its texture.In this short moment, someone has already firmly caught him and held him firmly in his arms. His breath is clear and pleasant, reminiscent of the cold pine in winter.

"Why are you so careless?" Qin Lu helped him up, his eyes were a little unhappy, "It will hurt."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and looked at Xue Zhiheng meaningfully.There was a palpitating coldness in that glance, Xue Zhiheng couldn't help but straighten her back, and was pressured by the other party's inexplicable aura without daring to make a sound.

Chu Ci was still holding the hem of his clothes in his hand, and when he saw the child suddenly, he felt a little complicated.He stood up straight and asked, "Why are you here?"

"I miss my brother so much, so come and have a look." The child said it as a matter of course, and quietly pulled him into his arms again.

Chu Ci blushed: ...

Before that night, he could only take these words as the cute mess of his baby brother, but now these straightforward words are like a bowling ball hitting his heart, smashing his thoughts with a bang It's all here and there.

He couldn't stand the nasty words, so he coughed lightly, and asked, "Why are you getting thinner again?"

Unexpectedly, this coquettish girl grew up eating nasty meat, and said without blinking, "Because my brother is not here, I have no appetite for anything." How can you not lose weight if you don't think about tea and rice?

The expressions of the assistant director and Xue Zhiheng beside him couldn't help but become more and more strange, and their eyes drifted between the two of them.In the end, the assistant director looked at the two people who were acting like no one else, and finally couldn't help but raised his hand silently: "...that, do we need to avoid it?"

I f*cked like I was in a bunch of pink bubbles!As an older single dog, his eyes are almost blinded!

Xue Zhiheng, who had met Qin Lu before, was much calmer. He just stared at Qin Lu thoughtfully. After watching for a long time, he suddenly raised the corners of his bright red lips and smiled slowly.

Chu Ci was inexplicably guilty by their eyes, so he took Qin Lu's hand, "Then let's go to the other side and talk?"

The assistant director looked at him silently, with two big words "quick" and "roll" clearly written in his eyes.Chu Ci then pulled the child and withdrew without looking back.

It's just that when there are other people around, he can still be calm and composed, but when the two of them are alone, he will inevitably feel a little embarrassed.Chu Ci glanced at the people around him, and suddenly remembered his personal belongings that had been looted, and felt even more uncomfortable.As soon as he saw Qin Lu, he thought of his robbed underwear, toothbrush, bedding, sheets...

Wait, what the child is wearing now is not his clothes, is it?

Qin Lu noticed his gaze, he didn't know that his idiot image had been exposed, he looked back blankly, then quietly held Chu Ci's hand even tighter, and lowered his head slightly.

Chu Ci looked at his young daughter-in-law's demeanor, and his mood became more complicated.

Is this really the same person as the idiot that the old gentleman said robbed him of all his belongings?

He was suddenly a little uncertain.

Before he can sort out his thoughts, the child beside him has already preemptively called out weakly, "Brother."

The voice seemed to contain a puddle of clear water, soft and messy.Chu Ci's heart was melted by this shout, and the question just now was thrown far behind his head: "Huh?"

"Brother..." The child buried his head on his shoulder, pulled his skirt, and rubbed it back and forth like a cub.After waiting for a long time, he said aggrievedly, "Brother hasn't called me for so many days."

The baby is wronged, the baby is unhappy.

"..." Chu Ci thought to himself, at that time, he couldn't wait to come out because he wanted to hide from you, so how could he call you on his own initiative?

"Don't you miss me?" Qin Lu's fingers also quietly scratched between the opponent's fingers, and slowly turned into interlocking fingers unconsciously, and the neatly manicured nails scratched the opponent's most sensitive palm. , rubbing it one after another, "But I miss my brother, I think about it every night, I think about it over and over again, and I can't fall asleep even thinking about it."

He emphasized the tone of the word "in the night".

Chu Ci's face suddenly turned red uncontrollably, and he almost jumped up in surprise by the undisguised ambiguity in these words: "What are you talking about?"

"Talk about missing brother," the child said confidently, "what's the matter?"

Chu Ci was speechless.

Qin Lu turned to look at him with another kind of meaningful look: "Brother, where are you thinking?"

Chu Ci: ...

It's over, I'm really too impure.

He secretly criticized his heart which is not CJ at all, then he patted the head of his "pure and flawless" younger brother beside him, and coaxed, "Brother has been busy filming recently, I shouldn't have called you."

Seeing such a normal reaction from a child, it should be because they have forgotten what happened when they were drunk, right?

Chu Ci's vigilance also gradually melted away, and he dragged Qin Lu to babble and give some instructions as before.The child followed his pace slowly, nodding as he walked, and suddenly asked a question unexpectedly: "Brother, do you want to rest in the same room with me tonight?"

Chu Ci's footsteps stopped suddenly.

same room?After such an ambiguous thing happened?

How can this be!

Just as he was about to refuse, the child who was watching words and expressions hugged his arms.

"I miss my brother..." Qin Lu pulled his arm coquettishly, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, "I haven't seen you for a long time, don't you want to spend more time with me?"

Chu Ci's soul as a younger brother suddenly became restless, and his heart was so soft that he could only raise his hands in surrender: "Just tonight."

The child responded with a smile, and then stretched out the bright red tip of his tongue to moisten his lips.He swept around lightly, then pulled Chu Ci a little closer, approaching his ear intimately, and casually dropped a heavy bomb.

He said, "Brother, can we still help each other tonight?"

The author has something to say: Qin Xiaolu in the room.

Brother's clothes, put them on!

Brother's sheets, cover the bed!

Brother's underwear... eh, wait, it seems a little tight... um...

Chu Ci: Please give me back my innocent brother, thank you.