Kuaishou's Dog Legs Counterattack

Wearing a black suit, Rong Jinhe returned to his villa in City A. Xing Kai followed closely behind him, hesitating to speak.

"boss……"

Rong Jinhe raised his hand and interrupted him, "Bring over the documents accumulated a few days ago, let me have a look."

"It's all in no hurry, boss, please rest for a while."

Rong Jinze raised his head to look at him, his sharp eyes made Xing Kaiser shrink back, "Okay, I'll go get it."

After he left, Rong Jinhe turned around and went up to the third floor, and opened the door of the darkroom. Rong Jin was hung on a shelf with a plaster cast on one leg, and he lay quietly on the bed, "Ah Ze."

Rong Jinze's face was pale, his eyes were dull, as if he didn't hear Rong Jinhe calling him.

Rong Jinhe sat on a chair beside him, and said to himself, "I went to Zhang Can's funeral today, and it went well."

Rong Jinze didn't move at all, but tears kept flowing from his eyes, and his elder brother's voice continued.

"I'll let you go out tomorrow, okay, don't disturb grandpa."

"The so-called liking is temporary, and it will be fine after a while."

"He saved you...you should be happy, he likes you very much."

"Even if you are with him, neither grandpa nor father will agree, and it will also destroy him. Those things may pass away with the wind, or be buried deep in the heart, it doesn't matter."

Rong Jinhe seemed to be talking to his younger brother, but also to himself at the same time. He calmly and intermittently said a lot, until Rong Jinze's tears dried up, he smiled and said good night to his younger brother.

The long backlog of documents was neatly placed in the study, and Rong Jinhe sat on the chair and looked through them carefully, not refusing to miss a single word.

After reading all the documents, it was already midnight, Rong Jinhe turned off the lamp, but did not leave the study, sat where he was, blending into the night.

He covered his face with his hands, lowered his head slowly, tears flowed from between his fingers, only in this quiet moment of the night, he could let himself go and miss the person who had completely left his vitality.

Last time.

Rong Jinhe knew that his feelings were weak since he was a child. He was different from ordinary people. He rationally used blood relationship and interests to measure his feelings and the emotions he should have. Whether it was success in business or the death of a relative, his expression was the same as others.

But only he himself knows that his heart is like a pool of stagnant water, calm and calm.

Until the first glimpse of him on the road when he first came to City A, that young man was probably a gift destined to be given to him by heaven, that person who was completely unfamiliar but could arouse his emotions.

The moment the car brushed past the young man, Rong Jinhe was a little bit regretful, a little regretful, a little bit lost, that's all.

He had no choice but to miss it once, how could he let him go the second time.

Zhang Can drank a lot of wine and was in a daze. When he smiled, his bright little canine teeth made people like him very much. He had been sitting on the second floor staring at the little guy, wanting to abduct him home when he was drunk, but he was afraid that he would be kidnapped. The man robbed him halfway, and just kept looking at him so stupidly.

He touched the tooth as he wished, as he had imagined, sharp and warm, just like the owner of the tooth.

Like a little hedgehog, curled up into a small ball, so cute that he wants to be held in the palm of someone's hand, but his natural thorns can always penetrate deeply into the palm of the hand inadvertently, the pain, the heartache, and he is reluctant to throw it Let him go, reluctant to blame him.

That time when he came out of the bathroom door after taking a shower, he saw Zhang Can sitting cross-legged on the bed with a serious face, holding several stacks of hundred-yuan bills in his hand, and there were a lot of them on the bed. He said seriously, "I will take care of you." Do you have to listen to me?"

"Well, listen." He answered Mr. Qian on the bed while wiping his hair.

Master Cai jumped up excitedly, hugged his waist from behind, and pulled his pants, "I'll fuck you this time."

He just chuckled, and the little coward let go of his hand, obediently put away all the money, and lay down on the bed automatically, "I'm just kidding."

Rong Jinhe couldn't help laughing, these memories were always turning over and over in his mind, each time becoming clearer.

And on New Year's Eve, he waited for a long time, but he still didn't get a call from him, and the younger brother sitting next to him answered the call from City A with a smile on his face, "Ah Can, happy new year to you too, um, I Is it the first?"

The answer over there should be very suitable for my younger brother. The younger brother smiled brightly, but his side was cloudy and rainy.

So on the morning of the first day of the new year, he showed up at the Zhang family’s villa in City A with everyone behind his back. Zhang Can squatted in the yard with his back facing the gate, and beside him was an ugly, human-like snowman. He walked over and kicked him lightly. Zhang Can's ass.

The little guy turned around angrily, seeing that he was cowardly for a moment, and then remembered that he didn't give him New Year's greetings, carefully raised his head and glanced at him, then blinked and looked at him innocently, "I'm angry Well, I forgot."

Fool, I will never be angry with you.

Even if you hurt me, hate me, and leave me.

Rong Jinhe clearly remembered every word Zhang Can said that night, a few words, piercing his heart.

Although he knew that Zhang Can's every move and every move could arouse his emotions, but Rong Jinhe never thought about it, and never experienced it, this kind of emotion can make people so sad.

sad.

Never thought that one day Rong Jinhe would be able to put the word "sad" on himself.

But even though he tried hard to suppress and struggled, this emotion still spread. He didn't want to show his fragility in front of Zhang Can. Rong Jinze made the most regrettable decision in his life.

He said, "You go, don't come again."

But, you left, what should I do.

Dreaming back at midnight, he always wondered if everything would have been different if he had begged him to stay that day.

Or when that person persuaded him to stop smoking, instead of throwing a teapot over, he turned around and picked him up, and threw him on the bed until he couldn't get out of bed. Did that make all the difference?

He even thought that if he had discovered the blood on the fragments of the teapot earlier, he would have chased them out earlier...

After the car accident, he was the first to rush to the hospital. Rong Jinze was sitting at the door of the operating room covered in blood. The moment he saw him, he burst into tears, chanting his familiar name.

"Acan...Acan..."

Rong Jinhe lost control. After living for nearly 30 years, he completely let himself go for the first time. His roar lingered in the empty hospital for a long time.

That was the last time he lost control. After that, he restrained all his emotions, and reason prevailed. To Zhang Can, he was just the brother of a classmate.

Fortunately, Zhang Can is still alive.

It's more like dying than living.

He was lying on the hospital bed so quietly, as if he was in a deep sleep, Rong Jinhe still smiled and comforted his younger brother, that after sleeping for 100 years, a prince would wake him up with a kiss.

His younger brother is also very naive, "I must live another hundred years. When he wakes up, I have to tell him that I like him. I haven't told him that I like him and I love him."

But fairy tales are fairy tales after all, Zhang Can's body is getting worse day by day, even if he receives the best treatment with the best medicine, it can't stop him from walking towards death.

Rong Jinze stopped laughing, he said that if it wasn't because of the car accident that Zhang Can stood in front of him to protect him, it wouldn't be like this. Rong Jinze was like a madman, staying by Zhang Can's side all day long, repeating it over and over again with a word.

"Ah Chan, you like me, and I like you too."

Rong Jinhe was jealous of his younger brother more than once.

You are not as good as me in everything, why does he like you,

Rong Jinhe endured it for a long time, and finally used his brother's rights for selfish reasons. He broke Rong Jinze's leg and locked him in the villa.

"I'm doing it for your own good. Your body won't be able to bear it if you continue to suffer in the hospital."

In this way, he accompanied Zhang Can through the last moments of his life alone.

Rong Jinhe opened the door of the study, and the warm yellow corridor light shone on him, but it couldn't shine into his heart.

But the lamp that could shine into his heart had long been extinguished.

The author has something to say: Sure enough, I still prefer my brother, I love my brother so much, this is my own!In the next world entertainment industry, everything should be sweet, so don't get tired of it!