I raised the whole heaven

Most of the big families with profound backgrounds in the imperial capital are backed by the big tree of the military headquarters—the Mu family is no exception.Counting from this generation to the next several generations, they all came here from the military camp, and successively produced several major generals who are all-powerful in the territory, which can be said to be a moment of glory.

It's just the lust of a gentleman, and it will be cut off for five generations.Now in the hands of this generation, it is no longer the Huaiyang Mu family that was full of talents and grandchildren. On the contrary, the Mu family's main family and neighboring families have already been torn apart, let alone united. Work together to resonate the family.

Mu Yang is a descendant of the collateral line of the Mu family.

"But I haven't been back for many years," he said slowly, stroking the smooth outer wall of the white porcelain teacup, "the last time I saw Mr. Mu was when I was six or seven years old." time?"

The memories were salvaged heavily at once, and they were still stained with the fishy smell of the waves left by the washing of the years.Most of the childhood memories are blurred, but there is one scene that has been baptized for so many years, and it is still as clear as yesterday in his mind.

He remembered his great aunt, who always had a pale, bloodless face, coughing sickly on the sofa; she always held a handkerchief in her hand, and when she turned her head and saw him hiding behind, It was like seeing a dog or cat that didn't need attention, raised its jaw indifferently, and then sat upright in a cold manner.

Mu Yang is afraid of her, rather, all the children are afraid of her.This aunt seems to be a puppet made of cold porcelain. It is so fragile that it will break if it breaks. Even an accidental collision can shatter her—so they will quietly avoid it when they are playing. The balcony where she was sitting carefully hid elsewhere to play.

At that time, Mr. Mu was still handsome and dignified. He wore an army green uniform and walked around the house, like a tall and straight poplar tree.He was gentle and patient with his wife, as if he couldn't see the indifference on her face at all.

They have only one child.

"Mu Hexuan?" Qin Lu raised his eyebrows.

"Yes," Mu Yang said in a low voice, "it's Mu Hexuan."

Mu Hexuan has been well-behaved and obedient since he was a child. He has always been called "other people's child" by his parents. He smiles in front of others and always wears a polite smile.The adults are often very relieved to hand over these children of the same age to him, and let him take on the role of the guardian. They stroked Mu Hexuan's head and said with a smile: "If the brat in our family can be as good as Hexuan Just be sensible."

Mu Yang has always thought so.

Until one day, he accidentally knocked off a porcelain bird on Mu Hexuan's table.

"What did he say..." Mu Yang rubbed the cup in his hand, trying to find words to describe his mood at that time, but in the end he could only utter a few words dryly, "He scares me."

"It's not the kind of simple fear, but the real creepiness. It seems that he is going to insert the broken porcelain piece into my head in the next second-his eyes tell me that he will really do it."

So, after so many years, he still has a fresh memory of that look.

"And then?" Qin Lu paused for a moment.

"Then I ran away," Mu Yang let out a deep breath, and said with a wry smile, "I told my mother, and she believed me; even though my father repeatedly objected, she still didn't allow me to go to the Mu family's house again." I went to the villa. I should be glad that I have such a mother, because not long after, I secretly heard another news from the Mu family in the conversation of my parents. "

His pupils trembled violently, as if recalling something he didn't want to mention, he swallowed, and then continued with difficulty: "Mu Hexuan, who is only eight years old—"

"He pushed a pregnant woman down the stairs."

----------

Mu Hexuan has an enemy.

This enemy is engraved into his bones and blood, and he can see it clearly every minute and every second.Before he was insane, he sat on the sofa every day, looking at the woman in the oil painting.

The woman's eyes are very light amber, as if sweet honey can flow out of them; every stroke of her painting is full and warm, and the color is bright, she seems to be able to draw from this delicate and beautiful color in the next second. Walking out of the golden picture frame slowly, smiling at everyone in the world.

She was so full of vitality, but Mu Hexuan suddenly felt disgusted with this kind of vitality. He picked up the fruit knife placed aside, as if stroking his lover's face, and pierced through the thin skin with the sharp blade. The painting, vigorously stirred in the canvas, ruined that face in a mess.

"Bitch." He gritted his teeth.However, there was an unspeakable panic in his heart.

why?

Perhaps it was because he himself at that time was also full of hatred for such a life.

The mother who is always sick and weak as if she is living in a painting, she is like a stagnant sponge, sucking the vitality of everyone around her.Mu Hexuan can't speak loudly, can't run, can't jump, can only bow his head obediently in front of her, let those eyes without any emotion meet his own, quietly like a piece of cloth hastily sewn dolls.

But he is not a doll.

He is a real person.

Such days have passed for a long time, and the gray dust has covered layer after layer. The precocious Mu Hexuan even felt that his heart had become moldy—or he was seriously ill with his mother.

Until he discovered his father's secret, he saw a woman completely different from his mother in the oil painting book his father secretly hid, bright as a light.At that moment, Mu Hexuan was not surprised at all, he even trembled from head to toe in surprise——

It's overdue, it's overdue.If they stay with their mother any longer, they will all get sick.

However, how could he let his father escape from this blood-sucking cage alone?

"Do you like her?" He threw the oil painting book in front of his father and asked him, "Don't you want me and mom?"

Whether my father's reaction back then was panic-stricken or calm and indifferent, I can't seem to remember.He only remembered that the man on the opposite side reached out and loosened the tie around his neck, and then slowly opened his thin and sharp lips, explaining briefly and forcefully: "She doesn't know you exist."

"Xiaoxuan, she has a child, I... want to marry her."

Mu Hexuan heard his heart beating violently, he was so excited that his chest almost burst open, and he jumped out of it.

"Oh." His expression didn't move at all, and he even smiled slightly after hesitating for a while, "Dad, I support you."

I support you.

So, don't even try to escape...how can I be the only one left in this cage?

Sure enough, she came, with a bright and innocent expression, like a flower bone that has just opened its petals. It is better to say that she is a young girl who is ignorant of the world than a woman.Mu Hexuan stood on the stairs and watched coldly. When his father took her up to the second floor and vaguely introduced to her "this is my son", he saw the shock on her face.

"Son?" Her lips trembled, and then she forced a smile, "Ah Ting, this joke is not funny at all—"

"It's true," Mu Hexuan interrupted their conversation with full of malice, "and, my mother is still sitting next door. The two of them were still sleeping on the same bed yesterday. Shall I take you to visit now?"

The girl's face suddenly became as pale as snow, she stood up abruptly, and looked at her lover in disbelief.

"It's not like this," Mu Ting explained to her feebly, and hurriedly shook her hand, "Ah Chu, I plan to divorce—"

"Divorce?!" The girl's eyes were filled with flames, she shook off the man's hand, and gave him a backhand slap without hesitation, her eyes were full of determination, "You put me— Who do you think I am? Would I break up other people’s families for my own sake! When you say this, have you ever thought that your son is still standing by your side? Have you ever thought that you are still a father? ?”

Mu Ting covered his side face and said nothing, the girl looked at him, her cheeks turned bright red with anger.But Mu Hexuan quietly saw that her fingertips were trembling slightly.She was clearly sad, but still stubbornly straightened her back, and said coldly: "A Ting, I'm very disappointed in you, you—"

She closed her eyes hard, and then looked back at the lover who returned you and me yesterday, "You don't deserve to be a man at all."

"Where are you going?" Seeing that she was about to go downstairs without looking back, Mu Ting was completely panicked, and quickly stepped forward to hold her back, "You are still pregnant with a child, where are you going?"

"How can I not afford to raise a child!" The girl sneered, "Don't worry, he is my flesh and blood, I will definitely love him to the bone, and I will never let him become what you are now!"

She shook her hand, but she never flung it away. During the struggle between the two, no one was guarded against Mu Hexuan behind.

He heard that sentence.

He murmured in his heart, why, why am I not that child?

Since I am not, why should another person enjoy this favor from birth!

The jealousy that arises in children is often more terrifying than ordinary people, and it easily occupies all his mind.He didn't even shake his hands, he stood calmly and calmly behind the man, and then exhausted all his strength——

Mu Hexuan suddenly opened his eyes.

There were yellow paper talismans posted everywhere in the room, dripping with blood, and the memories just now seemed to be just a hasty dream in the daytime.

He blinked very slowly, then raised his hoarse throat slightly, and shouted, "Ah Si?"

The entire villa was silent, and no one responded at all.

Mu Hexuan's heart suddenly rose, and he shouted several times: "Ah Si! Ah Si!"

Amidst his hasty shouts, the always loyal and reliable subordinate finally appeared at the door, with sharp eyebrows and shockingly calm eyes.Seeing him, Mu Hexuan finally felt more at ease, and asked, "Si, where have you been?"

"Me?" The subordinate raised the corners of his lips slightly, and handed him the picture frame in his hand, "I'm going to get a picture for Er Shao."

For some reason, at this moment, intense fear suddenly gripped Mu Hexuan's heart like an invisible hand.He gasped violently, staring at the picture frame in front of him, but he couldn't get any urge to turn it over.

"Look," Ah Si smiled calmly and urged him, "Look quickly, I remember—"

"Second Young Master likes this painting the most."

In this almost devil's bewitching whisper, Mu Hexuan's hand trembled, and then stretched out to the picture frame involuntarily.He slowly turned the painting over, and then he saw that the woman who should have been cut into pieces by him with a fruit knife was still smiling at him outside the frame, as if dripping honey. A sweet smile like coming——

With a flawless face without the slightest tear.

-----------

After the shining gold master behind him collapsed suddenly, Ming Jing's status in Feng Hai suddenly dropped a lot.He had no choice but to grit his teeth, and continued to do what he was doing, and went to drink with those fat producers with a forced smile. As soon as he got out of the wine table, he vomited into the trash can beside him.

His manager looked at him with a frown, and didn't have the slightest intention of coming forward to help. He looked at the phone impatiently and urged, "Hurry up, there's another seat here!"

Ming Jing rubbed his mouth with his sleeve, and couldn't help but smiled mockingly.He closed his eyes, and said coldly: "You people, it's really faster to turn your face than to turn a book."

The manager immediately rolled his eyes again: "Otherwise? So many people are placed in the company as ancestors waiting to offer sacrifices to you? Hurry up, don't hurry up, you don't even have a chance to accompany you for a drink Already!"

He finished teaching the artist dissatisfied, but suddenly frowned the next second when he saw the tweet on Weibo, then turned back to look at Mingjing, then looked at Weibo, and spread his hands together, "Okay, now I'm sure ——NND, I really have suffered eight lifetimes of bad luck."

The pot has already been blown up on Weibo.

The reason is that an entertainment marketing account with 10,000+ fans said in a tone of "Let's have a melon today". It's cold, so let's post a few gossips about niche students who have been very popular recently to catch the heat.

The most indispensable thing in the circle is the people who eat melons. After hearing this, countless people immediately moved their benches and waited under the Weibo, sharpening their knives and gossiping, occasionally guessing who is responsible for today's enthusiasm.Due to Ming Jing's self-reported depression, the number of topics he has been talking about recently has not decreased, and many netizens have guessed that it is him or Chu Ci's material.

However, when the blog post was sent out, they were all stunned.

The protagonist is right, but the content... this, this is too...

In the words of an onlooker, I was expecting nothing more than a small fishing boat, but when I drove over, I realized that it was an aircraft carrier!

The first one to come out is the comparison of Mingjing's plastic surgery.In order to prevent him from refusing to admit it, even the photo of lying on the operating table wrapped in gauze was dug out, and the previous comparison photo was pasted brightly to the side. .

The blogger also deliberately bolded the words that Ming Jing would wear amber colored contact lenses every day before going on camera, and used the festive red color for fear that passers-by would not see it.

However, as the saying goes, there are so many brains under the strange flower, and a big fan of Mingjing actually stood up and said, so what if it is plastic surgery?If Chu Ci grows up like that, shouldn't others be allowed to grow up like that?Is his face patented?Do I have to pay for it?

[What's more,] the grievance fans said angrily, [With their large number of fans, didn't you see how they bullied Ming Jing!I'm all depressed, why talk about these nonsense? 】

Under this comment, countless people were silent, and then turned their heads and began to invite friends and friends to call for everyone to visit the living brain damage for free.

The blogger replied with a GIF of flies rubbing their hands, and then posted a second Weibo two hours later.

The second Weibo post was still a photo, apart from the statement that the hospital denied that Ming Jing had been diagnosed with depression, there were several photos of toasting.Ming Jing toasted each wine table with a smile on his face, the expression on his face was as bright as a flower - the lower right corner of the photo is clearly marked with the date, which is these few days.

The blogger said sincerely in the blog post, hey, I am old, I don’t know that depression can be so lively now, and I really pretend to be like a normal person.

The passers-by below were almost restless, so excited that they couldn't control themselves.

This melon!This melon is delicious!

Mingjing's fans trembled, but still persisted in their resistance: [Even if there is no depression, cyber violence is real!Is it that they insult others across the network cable, is it an act that should be advocated? 】

Unexpectedly, the moment this comment was posted, the blogger immediately left a message with tears in his eyes: [My dear, I'm just waiting for your sentence.Without your words, I don't know how to continue posting! 】

Mingjing fans:  …

For some reason, a bad premonition suddenly arose.

Two hours later, the bad feeling came true again.

The blogger posted a total of [-] records. After searching and analyzing the accounts that attacked people personally, he finally came up with a data graph - the data graph shows that most of the accounts have never mentioned Chu before this. The words "ci" and a small number of trumpets with zero attention and zero fans are even directly airborne, which are suspected to come from the sailors hired by Fenghai Company itself.

This time, there was a real slap in the face.Mingjing's fans were speechless, and wished they could wear it back and beat themselves who were yelling at the blogger in the comments back then.

Let your mouth be cheap!Let you argue!

This is good, please hammer it!

LC's public relations department was really elated, Le Diandian said that after accumulating information for so long, he planned to put out a life-and-death move all at once!

Ming Jing completely disappeared in the entertainment industry after being beaten.The newcomers in the circle are rising up one after another, and no one has much thought to pay attention to a past star who has nothing to do with them. Only Taishang Laojun occasionally mentions it when chatting, and Mingjing's face seems to have undergone surgery again. , is no longer the appearance of Chu Ci.

For Chu Ci, this name has become a complete passerby.Only when he heard the words of changing his face, did he turn his head around again and raised his eyebrows: "Xiao Lu?"

"..." Taishang Laojun smiled without saying a word.

"It's me," Qin Lu said angrily when the two had dinner together that day, "Why is he worthy of walking around with his brother's face on his face? Just thinking about it makes me feel sick."

Chu Ci rested his chin on his hand and looked at him with a smile.

The child gradually became uneasy under his gaze, straightened his back unnaturally, lowered his head and raised it again, and asked timidly, "Brother, do you think I did something wrong?"

His eyes wandered, obviously very disturbed.Chu Ci's heart softened by his sweet and greasy shy appearance, even though he knew that the kid was probably pretending again, he couldn't help reaching out and rubbing his chin.

"How could it be?" Chu Ci laughed softly, "I'm not some holy father who saves the world."

Qin Lu's eyes suddenly turned into crescents, and he asked softly, "Then I did well?"

Chu Ci nodded.

"Then Chirp?"

Chu Ci hesitated for a moment, then glanced at the western restaurant where the two were.Even if you are sitting in the corner, there are several couples who are dining on the other side. Although you can't hear their movements, you can see their movements, which can't be regarded as a real two-person world.

Qin Luyuan was just teasing him casually, taking into account his career, and didn't mean to break out the news of coming out in such a public.But to his surprise, the next second Chu Ci suddenly erected the wine table on the table, opened it to hide the possibility of being spied on by others, and then he leaned forward, with a kind of courage that almost broke the boat. They pressed their lips together violently.

A simple, instant kiss changed suddenly after Qin Lu opened his mouth slightly to participate.Qin Lu repeatedly sucked his upper lip back and forth passionately, and then stuck his tongue in, touching the white teeth in the mouth little by little, and swept away all the sweet juice.

After the kiss, both of them were a little out of breath, and hurriedly separated.

Qin Lu touched his lips and chuckled softly, "Brother, it's broken."

Chu Ci stared intently at the plate in front of him, as if he wanted to stare at a flower from the medium-rare steak.His head was almost buried in the plate, Qin Lu propped his face, and laughed like a big cat who just ate a cake, the corners of his mouth could not be put down, and he joked with a smile: "Brother , your face is almost the same color as the steak on the plate."

"..."

"Really, really," the child continued to flirt persistently, "Obviously I was the one who was bitten, but why is it brother who is shy?"

"..." Chu Ci finally couldn't bear it anymore and raised his head, "You still ask me why?"

Why, don't you have a clue in your heart?

Qin Lu tilted his head innocently, with a pure and innocent expression, and stretched out his hand with a smile to pinch his flushed face.

Chu Ci took his hand away and glared: "The next time you tweet, Qin Xiaolu, please take your hand out of my clothes, please?"

Don't kiss and touch like a hooligan, okay?

The child shrugged his shoulders and explained: "Brother's neckline is very loose."

"so?"

"It's clear at a glance," the child sighed sincerely. "It looks so easy to touch. I really want to live in my brother's body for the rest of my life, no, in my body."

"..."

"It's all mine anyway, why can't I touch it?"

"..."

Chu Ci finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He took a piece of steak and blocked the child's mouth when he wanted to say something. At the same time, he thought angrily: It's terrible.

The matter of marrying Qin Lu must be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

This is the rhythm of the sky.

The author has something to say: Chu Ci: The matter of marrying Qin Lu must be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

Qin Lu: (⊙v⊙) Are you sure?Don't you know who to marry whom?Don't you know who it is that wakes up in the morning with sore waist and weak legs?Do I have to cheat you like this?

Chu Ci: ...