I'm not the only one in the mountain

It took a long time for Song Li to find his voice, and he said dryly, "Is that so..."

Realizing that his words were meaningless, he immediately shut up again.

"Your father doesn't know who he saved, but I know who saved me." He hugged Song Li from behind, his voice softened rarely, and he fell into memories, "Of course He Wenliang and the others won't thank your father, It's best for them if I die."

"He Wenliang... Isn't he your real brother?" He asked with difficulty.

"Yes, so what." He Wenchuan's eyes flashed coldly, "In front of power and profit, nothing counts."

Terrible.

Song Li is not an ignorant young man, but his life has always been stable. He has chosen to study medicine since he was a child, and it can be said that he has not encountered any setbacks. His family is happy, his relatives are alive, and his career is successful. I envy the life I can't come to.Although he had heard a lot of rumors, and he was not far away from some dark things since he started working, but this kind of internal struggle in the family was so far away that he could only see it in novels.

It was like another world, a world of filth, darkness, hypocrisy, and chaos. The wings of the martyrs were broken, revealing the blood dripping inside, and the white broken bones pierced the chests of the later generations.

The nightingale dies on the thorn of the rose, the mermaid sleeps at the bottom of the sea, Cinderella cannot wait for the pumpkin carriage, and Sleeping Beauty cannot be awakened.

"Then...then..." Song Li spoke several times, feeling the powerlessness of words for the first time.

"He Wenliang hates your father, let him lose the opportunity to get rid of me, how can he be willing." He Wenchuan said lightly, but Song Li saw a lot from his short sentence. "I can't, and I don't want your family to be implicated because of me."

"What did he do, but you blocked it, didn't you?" Song Li asked softly, but He Wenchuan didn't answer, and hugged him even tighter.

"It's all small things."

Song Li's heart tightened suddenly.

What a trivial matter, how could it be a trivial matter.

What He Wenliang did would only be more heartless than He Wenchuan.

"I was supposed to study business and management in college so that I could take over the company after graduation." He Wenchuan said, "But I studied medicine, so my mother almost severed ties with me because of this."

Song Li was stunned, and turned to look at him: "It's because...then your mother won't make things difficult for you?"

"It's nothing, it's just a small problem." He Wenchuan stopped him and buried his head on the back of his neck, "She wants me to fight for the power of the He family, but why should I do what she wants? Yu Shi has long been an independent individual, I should respect her, but I will not betray myself for the sake of respect."

"Maybe there is a reason for rebellion... But I have never regretted it. Instead, I feel more and more that I am right."

"So what if there is no He family, the things outside the body are not enough to catch the eye."

"I want to stand in this world, not as an accessory. There are always weaknesses that people can handle."

Song Li said: "But He Wenliang will give up?"

"All he wants is the He family, just give it to him." He Wenchuan said with a smile, "I've already given up on those things, and in the end it's just...a little selfishness."

"what?"

It was rare for He Wenchuan to be a little embarrassed: "You."

Song Li was stunned, and immediately came to his senses, thinking of something, he suddenly turned over and faced him.

"Don't get excited," He Wenchuan hurriedly hugged him to comfort him, "I was wrong, I... just a little anxious, and I don't know how to chase someone seriously, I just, I just treated you that way when I was in a daze , you can do whatever you want, okay? I was wrong."

Song Li stared at him for a long time without saying a word. He had a gentle temper, and even the slightest bit of displeasure was worn out.

"So it's just because of my father?"

He Wenchuan didn't realize the direction of the plot for a moment, and after turning in his mind for a long time, he suddenly understood the faint smell of jealousy: "No."

"Let's account for a little bit of the reason..." At the end, he added, "At the beginning, there was this reason, but it gradually disappeared. It's just because of you."

It was already May at that time, the city H had a low latitude, summer came early, the temperature was already in the 20s, and the sun outside was very poisonous near noon. A bird with an unknown name landed outside the window, hiding in the shadow of the eaves, chirping. After a while, he flapped his wings and flew away. On the big bed in the room, He Wenchuan and Song Li were facing each other, very close to each other.

He wandered around in the mud for decades, when he saw Song Li for the first time, he couldn't believe how there could be such a clean person, kind and soft-hearted, as gentle as water.

He developed a distorted personality in an extreme family environment, and he used the most common means in life to get Song Li. At that time, Song Li was just an attractive person to him.Going to bed, having sex, are just the simplest relationship behaviors in his cognition, but Song Li told him clearly and seriously that we are not suitable, so we can't do it.

In the end, using his family to force him was the choice he regretted the most. He knew that Song Li had no choice but to give it back to him to make up for it.

As for Song Li, what he hates is the filthiness of the He family. He Wenchuan is a good person, and he can be said to be superior in every way. Did not make things difficult for him.He Wenchuan had a strong temper, Song Li was gentle, and the two had a lot of friction. Whenever Song Li was so angry that his whole body trembled, He Wenchuan would kneel down first, regardless of right or wrong.

It was the first time that Song Li was really scared, pointing at him tremblingly: "You, what are you doing?"

He Wenchuan knelt at the door of the study, blocked Song Li in the room, straightened his back, looked directly at him, and said each word loudly: "I was wrong."

"Get up..." Song Li almost lost his breath.

"Can you forgive me?"

"When will you change your habit of not talking well?!"

"I change."

What he said was swearing, and his face said that he would dare to do it next time.

"Don't go, okay?"

Song Li stomped his feet, almost convinced the old man, and stretched out his hand to pull him: "Yes yes yes! Get up!"

As soon as He Wenchuan stood up, he took him into his arms and repeated in his ear: "Don't go."

There was a sound of uneasiness, and the heart "thumped".

This was the first time Song Li felt his heart move.

"Do you want someone, you have to pester me." Thinking of it after a few months, Song Li said lightly.

"I don't know, you are different." He Wenchuan touched his face and said, "I can't explain this feeling. I have never taken my relationship seriously. This is the first and last time."

"Song Li, I am sincere."

"How can I believe it? He Wenchuan...how can I believe you?"

Song Li asked.

"The door of the house is stuck in the second drawer on the left hand side of the study, the password of the safe is your birthday, and the ID is in the second drawer of the bedside table..."

"Come on, what about your will?"

He Wenchuan paused: "Then leave all my inheritance, including but not limited to all shares and properties, to Mr. Song Li."

"Okay?" Song Li closed his eyes and leaned on his shoulder, "It's unlucky. Besides, what am I going to do?"

"Don't dare to say anything else, at least it can protect you from worrying about food and clothing for the rest of your life."

Song Li didn't know whether to laugh or cry.He once wanted to leave very much, thought about getting out of He Wenchuan's control, he confronted him with silence, questioned him, and even beat him, but He Wenchuan just suffered in silence, completely without the arrogance and domineering he was outside.

"I asked for leave for you, He Wenliang won't give up so easily, you are the safest only here."

Hearing him say that at the beginning, Song Li sneered and scolded: "Asshole." Then he greeted him with a fist. This was one of the few times he took the initiative to beat someone.He thought that He Wenchuan would beat him back, and he would lose his temper no matter how bad he was, but he didn't, he suffered, and looked at him with a look he couldn't understand,

He said, Song Li, you believe me.

Song Li didn't believe it at the time, but now he knows how complicated He Wenchuan's eyes are.

Later, He Wenchuan gave him a chance to leave, but he stayed behind out of nowhere. He didn't know what kind of demon he was possessed by. People are willing to be corrupted.

Song Li was the first to bear the brunt.

Fascinated, fascinated, became willing.

Am I Stockholm Syndrome*?

He thought to himself.

"Can you trust me?"

"Believe it." Song Li said perfunctorily, and opened his eyes, "Why don't I leave, I can't tell myself, don't you know too?"

The meaning inside and outside the words is already very clear, He Wenchuan bowed his head and kissed his forehead, devout and focused.

"Song Li, I really like you too much."

"En." Song Li didn't know what he was thinking, so he just responded.

Love doesn't matter how deep it is, since it can't be stopped, just accept it.

"What are you going to do with He Wenliang?"

"Before I got home, I already said that I'm with you, and I don't want anything from the He family."

"Is there such a simple thing?"

"Of course not." He Wenchuan turned over with a smile, one hand was still on Song Li's back, stroking Song Li's back again and again, sliding over the marks he left last night, and circling gently. "He wouldn't believe it, so I asked for the hospital where we work."

Song Li: "..."

What a rich man wants nothing, really exciting.

"After all, I'm a real brother. I didn't die in God's will, and he didn't have the position to kill them all. The bastard still has to pick mung beans to see if he's right. If he picks soybeans, won't he be laughed at?"

What kind of metaphor are you talking about?

Song Li was really taken aback by what he said, and didn't realize it for a while. It took him a long time to realize that this prodigal thing amuses himself?

"I'm hungry, I'm going to cook."

He decided not to waste time with him any longer, got up and put on his clothes, He Wenchuan was still lying down, looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him leisurely: Song Li's skin is not very fair, but he looks thinner when he wears clothes and takes off his clothes Meat, the visual effect can probably be rated as a 4A-level scenic spot.

5A is not counted, it has to be a fairyland that is rarely developed, and it cannot be desecrated.

"Hurry up, I have an appointment with Gu Donghe this afternoon."

He Wenchuan ground his molars, thinking of the appointment text message Gu Donghe sent after he hung up the phone, he couldn't help snorting.

What the hell am I meddling in?

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*Stockholm Syndrome, Stockholm Effect, also known as Stockholm Syndrome or Hostage Complex or Hostage Syndrome, refers to a complex in which the victim of a crime has feelings for the perpetrator, and even helps the perpetrator in turn.This emotion causes the victim to have a good impression of the perpetrator, to rely on him, and even to assist the perpetrator. [From Sogou Encyclopedia]