When a scumbag and a scumbag become the same table

"What a fucking shame."

Amur lay on the ground like this, crying: "I'm too inhuman, and I want to change, but I just can't control myself."

While talking, he slapped himself.

"What should I do?" Xu Changmao asked Hua Meng, "Why don't we call the police directly."

"I think it will work." Hua Meng actually thought just now that he would be knocked unconscious and put on the side of the road.

Xu Changmao took out his mobile phone, hesitated again and again, and dialed 110.

Fortunately, Rongsheng got out of the car before the call was made.

"I've made it very clear in foreign countries, don't bother me anymore." Rongsheng looked down at Amuer and said coldly

This sentence has been said too many times, and now it can be done without any emotion.

But Amur, after listening to it so many times and pestering him so many times, why didn't he give up.

"Xiaosheng, I really changed this time." Amur stepped forward and hugged Rongsheng's thigh, crying, "Please don't leave me, what's the point of my life without you."

Rong Sheng glanced to one side and stopped talking.

He has heard things worse than this, but, no matter what Amul's performance, even if he comes to reconcile, he is still drunk.

"Don't come to me again." Rong Sheng squeezed out a few words, and then cast Xu Changmao a begging look.

After returning to China, with Xu Changmao, he no longer has to suffer humiliation.

In foreign countries, every time I finished talking to Amur in this way, a more violent storm followed.

Amur would block Rongsheng in the room angrily, strip off his clothes regardless of 21, and then...

Rong Sheng covered his mouth, resisting Amur's rough attack, not letting himself make a sound to stimulate him again.

In the dark room, Rongsheng fainted and woke up again, and Amur continued.

Drunk Amur is a wild beast, venting his disappointment to his heart's content.

It's just that Rongsheng happened to be his prey.

Xu Changmao didn't understand the plea for help in Rongsheng's eyes, and was hesitating whether to make a move.

Like a leaping lion, Amur grabbed Rongsheng by the collar and pushed him onto the hood of the car.

"Bang", no mercy.

In public, Amur tore Rongsheng's clothes like a madman.

"I don't allow you to leave, it's mine for the rest of your life!" Amur bit Rongsheng's neck, leaving a series of blood-stained tooth marks.

Rong Sheng lay on the icy car hood, biting his lip habitually.

Maybe it was because of returning home and seeing acquaintances, grievances welled up, and my eyes were red.

Xu Changmao on the side was stunned.

"What the hell are you doing!" He hurried forward and pulled Amur away.

Amur twisted his body and knocked Xu Changmao away.

then……

Then he made a move that even Rong Sheng couldn't expect.

Amur strangled Rongsheng's neck and said fiercely, "Since we can't keep you, let's die together!"

"You're crazy!" Hua Meng stepped forward, pulled Amur away, and pushed him to the ground, unable to get up again.

Rongsheng coughed violently, slipped from the hood of the car and fell to the ground, looking at Amur writhing on the ground in disbelief.

Xu Changmao took off his clothes, quickly put them on Rongsheng, and gently comforted him along his back.

The tears in his eyes had dried up, and Rong Sheng still looked at Amur.

Amur pressed his face to the ground, yelling frantically.

I don't know who called the police, and with the explosion, the farce this morning ended.

After recording the statement, Xu Changmao took Rongsheng back to the apartment.

During the whole process, Rong Sheng's face was pale and he didn't say a word.

"Do you want to go to the hospital for a checkup?" Xu Changmao asked distressedly.

The little brother who had been protected since childhood had suffered such a great torture.

How can he cope alone in a foreign country?

Rongsheng shook his head mechanically, and looked up at Xu Changmao.

Before he could say anything, tears were already pouring out.

"Xiao Miao, am I so hateful that I can make Amur hate me so much?"

Xu Changmao was dumbfounded: "What does this have to do with you?"

"If it weren't for me, Amur would have taken over the company, married a wife and had children, and lived a normal life." Rongsheng said with a sob.

"How can I blame you." Hearing Rongsheng's thoughts, Xu Changmao was very sad, "You made him better, but he didn't grasp it himself. "

Rong Sheng buried himself in Xu Changmao's arms, and wept aggrievedly.

In the past three years, Amur not only couldn't help him, but also brought him great pain.

Rongsheng was forced to grow up and learned to pack himself with indifference.

Only at Xu Changmao's place can he relax a little bit.

Rongsheng's cries echoed in the living room, and Xu Changmao fell into deep thought.

As for yourself, have you fallen?

Although he hated Nanwuxing, Xu Changmao had to admit that at a certain period of his life, he had given him strength.

Is that power still there?

Xu Changmao clenched his fists, feeling the presence of power.

Can he survive without the support of others?

Rongsheng was tired from crying, Hua Meng carried him into the room.

Xu Changmao took off his coat for him, and there were scars under the collar torn apart by Amur.

Scabs have formed, covering the chest in large and small sizes. It seems that it has been left a long time ago, exactly the same as the gums that have just been bitten out.

Xu Changmao gasped, suppressed his anger and changed Rongsheng's clothes.

Hua Meng waited outside, but did not leave.

"Are you still going to school?" Hua Meng asked after Xu Changmao came out.

Xu Changmao held the torn clothes tightly in his hands, and said angrily, "Follow me to the Peking Opera, and bring Amuer forward."

Hua Meng raised his eyebrows, said nothing, and went outside to pick up the car.

When Amur was loaded into the car, he had already fallen asleep and was completely unconscious.

"And look for Balth."

Balth, since meeting Xu Hongji at Xu Hongji's funeral, he has not been in touch since.

I heard that he has resigned from the director of the company and lived a life of idle clouds and wild cranes.

Amur became like this, which has a lot to do with them letting go of teaching.

Xu Changmao knew Balsi, a Mongolian man, and he didn't usually discipline his children very much, but he never allowed his children to do anything out of line.

Now I have to take Amur to question who gave him the courage to strangle Rongsheng to death.

Huameng has always been in contact with the country. Although Balth has retired, he still often fishes and hunts with old businessmen. It is not difficult to know his whereabouts.

The car drove north all the way to a suburban villa.

The small courtyard is brightly lit, and the sound of music can be heard from a distance, it should be a party.

Xu Changmao didn't let Hua Meng stop, and rushed all the way into the courtyard, disrupting the party.

Under the gaze of all the people, Xu Changmao got off the car.

"Little meow, you're back!" Balth stepped forward to greet him in great surprise.

A few days ago, I mentioned Xu Hongji, the only son, to an old friend. He would search around the country every year. For three years, there was no news.

Other people at the banquet also recognized Xu Changmao, and rushed forward to say hello.

Xu Changmao bowed to Balth with a cold face, then turned around and went to drag him into the car.

When he saw Amur lying on the ground, Balth stopped in his tracks: "What does this mean?"

"He has been abroad for three years, I wonder if you have cared about him?" Xu Changmao asked back.

Balth scratched his head, then turned to look at Madam.

The lady slipped away early.

"Xiao Miao, if you have anything to say, let's sit down and talk slowly." Balth stepped forward, kicked Amu Er who was in front of him and fell asleep, and greeted Xu Changmao.

For Balth, Xu Changmao also has endless nostalgia, and when he sees him, he can think of Xu Hongji.

His anger was also much lower. He knew that Balth was not the kind of person who spoiled his son.

He entered the house with Balth, sat around with their family, and explained the matter clearly.

Balth's face became darker and darker. Before it was over, he picked up the fire stick from the bottom of the pot and walked towards Amur who was still lying outside.

"Uncle, don't be impulsive, we are here to solve the problem." Xu Changmao became anxious instead, chasing after him to persuade him.

"This is the best solution." Balth clenched the stick in his hand and swung it at Amur's back.

Amur jumped up and sat up instantly, this feeling is all too familiar.

"Dad! I dare not!" Before he understood what was going on, Amur ran around with his head in his arms.

Balth didn't show mercy at all, each strike was precise.

The madam was also filled with righteous indignation, and pointed out to Barth that Amuer ran there, not treating him as a son at all.

Xu Changmao looked terrified, Hua Meng moved forward and stood in front of Xu Changmao.

"You brat, you are addicted to alcohol, you mess around after drinking, and you want to strangle little Asheng to death, how the hell did I give birth to such a thing as you!" Balth was tired and cursed.

Amur realized it all at once, curled up and looked up.

Only then did he realize that it was at a banquet, and Xu Changmao was not far away, behind Hua Meng.

Amur understood and sobered up.

Covering her face, she began to cry: "I don't want to, but I just can't control myself, I can't lose Ah Sheng, woo..."

Shameless, Amur burst into tears in front of everyone.

"Do you see that what you are doing is a human thing?" Balth threw down the fire stick and said helplessly, "Ah Sheng has studied well, but you insist on going abroad with him. It's fine if you don't take care of each other when you go He even bullied him, even..."

Amur stopped crying, and listened to Baersi's lecture with sobs: "I know I was wrong, I also want to hangover, be a good person, I don't want to lose Ah Sheng."

Balth squatted down, looked helplessly at Amuer who was snotting and crying, and sighed: "Since you don't want to lose Asheng, you must learn to cherish it, brat."

Amur hugged his head, curled up on the ground and cried bitterly, accompanied by crackling fireworks, echoing in the ravine.

Xu Changmao poked his head out from behind, watching the father and son gather together, his eyes gradually got wet.

Holding Hua Meng's clothes tightly with both hands, he slapped his head on the back.

"I'm sleepy, let's go back."

His eyes hurt again, and Xu Changmao couldn't cry anymore.

After taking his last puff of cigarette, Hua Meng took Xu Changmao away quietly.

……

The sharp blade scraped across the wrist, and the blood bloomed gorgeous flowers on the ground.