Above, please use some force

Some things were sealed in places where even sunlight could not penetrate, and over time, Shen Cheng never touched them again.

Not oblivion, but deeper burial.

After that day, his life began to be three points and one line, the company, the teenager's school, and his home.

In late autumn, on both sides of the road, withered and yellow leaves intertwine and fall like lovers who died in love, and are crushed into the dust under the passing wheels.

The back door of a middle school in T City

Under the tree, two teenagers walked together. The tall and straight boy with an evil smile put his arms around the slightly thinner boy, hanging most of his body on it, and whispered something in his ear with a smirk.

And that young man with clean facial features, who looked quiet and introverted, lowered his head, with a few blush on his cheeks.

They embraced and kissed each other intimately under the tree.

Across the road, a black car had been parked for an unknown amount of time, with a lot of dead leaves on the roof, and the young man sitting in the car had a gloomy expression, squinting his deep eyes and staring into the distance through the glass window. Like a scene in a painting, after a long silence, the urge to light a cigarette came up for the first time.

Something had to be done, he thought.

Not long after, he found out that the boy was the only son of the Shang family, named Shang Jun. When he returned home at night, he drank a bottle of wine and was not drunk. He opened his eyes to watch the dawn come.

Unfortunately, the Shang family's group happened to be the target he wanted to acquire in the past two years, but at present, it seems that the plan has to be started earlier.

It took nearly a year for him to disintegrate the powerful Shang family bit by bit with the eyeliner that had been latent in early, just like termites growing in a piece of wood, corrosion will happen sooner or later.

Shang Xiangtian came to look for him, begging for a way out for the Shang family.

He didn't speak, just threw a photo over.

Half a month later, the Shang family disappeared completely in T City, Shang Jun left the boy, and he drove to the school.

"Brother, my heart hurts..." The breath of the boy sitting on the side of the road was full of tobacco smell, he threw away the cigarette butt in his mouth irritably, stood up shaking his legs, and pointed to his nose, "Don't you I understand, you only have work in your heart, you don't understand..."

The arms around the boy suddenly tightened, and Shen Cheng said something in a low voice, in a sigh-like tone, "I understand."

In the next few years, watching the young man grow into a handsome young man, surrounded by countless women, he couldn't help but send people behind the scenes to investigate the identities of those women, using various shady methods.

Later, young people began to frequently enter and leave entertainment venues, and did not come back until late at night, with a strong smell of tobacco and alcohol on their bodies, as well as an unavoidable smell of perfume.

Once again, he was driven by the devil in his heart to send people to secretly do things that violated morality and law. He knew that he was crazy.

Every day when he came back from get off work, facing an empty home, he would sit on the sofa in the living room, doing nothing, and just sit like this for an hour or two.

Many times, he felt that he should see a doctor, but he knew that this was a disease that no medicine could cure.

He fell in love with his younger brother.

On June 6, the sun was still shining brightly that day, and the company entered a new trajectory. He sat in the conference room, feeling a little restless, and couldn't find an exit.

"Mr. Shen, I'm very concerned about what's next..." The boss of the partner company was halfway through speaking, watching the mature and stable man receive a call, he stood up abruptly and ran out in a panic.

Shen Cheng didn't know how he got from the company to the hospital, he just felt that the journey was very long, and the length made him escape.

There are many people coming and going in the hospital, and the air is filled with various smells, stimulating the brain.

Everyone saw a handsome and extraordinary man with a tight face and straight lips, but his eyes were full of confusion and bewilderment, and they couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

Someone came up to ask if he needed help, but the man didn't respond, he just walked upstairs quickly.

When he appeared on the fourth floor, looking at the number, his pupils shrank for a moment, something got into the pores, and the blood froze.

"Eldest Young Master." The voice of the person running over was very soft, with unconcealable sadness, "Second Young Master has already gone."

Shen Cheng raised his eyelids, the blood-like red stained the eye sockets, he walked stiffly through the corridor, pushed open the door, the white that entered his eyes hurt his eyes, and a tear slid down from the corner of his eyes.

The fingers that lifted the white cloth trembled violently, looking at the sleeping man, Shen Cheng's face was bloodless, he leaned over and hugged the icy young man tightly, and kissed tremblingly.

"What are you doing? Shen Cheng, he's your younger brother, you bastard." Shen De, who rushed over, slapped him in shock, but was restrained by a stronger wrist.

A voice without warmth came from between Shen Cheng's lips. He didn't glance at Shen De, and gently hugged the young man, "Go out."

Seeing his proud eldest son staring at the other son with the same eyes towards his lover, Shen De trembled with anger, and finally understood what the confusion of these years was.

"It's a good thing he's dead, otherwise you two would be ruined." Glancing at the young man who was lying quietly, with grief in his eyes, he sneered and left angrily.

"It must have hurt at that time..." Shen Cheng choked up and kissed the young man's cold lips, "You are so cruel, leaving me alone in this world."

People passing by outside the corridor heard the suppressed cries from the throat in the ward, and people couldn't help but feel emotional.

Life and death are impermanent, and fate is full of ups and downs.

The pace of life in T City did not slow down because of the sudden death of the young man, and all the employees of the Shen family were required to wear plain clothes for a week.

They knew that the arrogant second young master of the Shen family was gone.

On the inside of Fusheng Road, near the edge of Yueyang Lake, there is a European-style villa, which looks a bit lonely under the thick dark sky.

The owner of the villa did not work in the study room as usual, but stood in a bedroom on the second floor quietly looking at a photo frame.

The room was wiped clean, and the furnishings had not been moved at all. The book on the table was still spread out on that page, leaving traces of coffee spilled on it.

The wind blew in through the half-closed windows, freezing everything around.

Shen Cheng touched the young man in the photo frame, there was clear moisture in the corners of his drooping eyes, he lay on the bed, curled up and took a deep breath, it was gone, the air he breathed no longer fascinated him.

He lifted the quilt and fell asleep smelling the scent of lemon on the pillow, hoping to dream of that charming smiling face.

But he didn't dream of it.

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----Through the years, two teenagers, one is amazing, the other is gentle.