Reason is still chaotic

Shen Zijing sat on the side of the bed with his legs crossed, half a cigarette in one hand, and his short hair scratched at the sideburns with the other. He looked sideways at Shen Jiali and sneered: "You are such a treasure. People swallow opium to death, and you swallow opium to choke to death." , is considered a must!"

Shen Jiali lay curled up under the blanket, dying, unable to respond.

At this moment, the pair of uncles and nephews were in the hospital ward, and Shen Jiali had just undergone gastric lavage, throwing up in the dark and in unspeakable pain - when Shen Zijing saw him in the hotel, he was at the moment when his life was hanging by a thread.Shen Zijing helped him up, and asked loudly, it could be seen that he only opened his mouth but was silent, and his face was blue and purple again, so he squeezed his mouth open and found that something was faintly stuck in his throat, which couldn't go up or down.

Shen Zijing became anxious, and stretched out his fingers to forcefully dig out the foreign object by force.After identifying the nature of the smoke and soil, he was taken aback, and immediately sent Shen Jiali to the hospital for treatment.

Shen Zijing pulled the thin cotton robe beside him—Shen Jiali just took it off—and took a closer look, then threw it aside in disdain, and asked with a sneer: "Xiao Chun will wear this for you for the winter? Good, good , you bitch, you have to be cold and hungry to be comfortable, let you live a good life for two days, and you will feel uncomfortable all over."

He leisurely took a puff of the cigarette, and then exhaled a straight line of smoke.After flicking cigarette ash on the ground in his spare time, he continued: "I heard that Xiaochun drove you and the brat to a dark and cold hut to save money, and finally left you to run away? Haha, Interesting? Haven't you two fucked before? Why don't you even have this kind of affection? Or does he see you getting old and lose your appetite?"

Speaking of this, there was a cruel smile on his face, as if he was very happy: "Slut, I won't let you take it off, I won't let you take it off, but you can't control your pants when you fucking see a man. This time How is it? Your skin and flesh scare Xiaochun away, right?"

Then he took a deep breath of the cigarette, threw the remaining half of the cigarette on the ground, and while puffing, he crushed the end of the cigarette with his feet in riding boots.He laughed strangely for no reason, turned his head to look at Shen Jiali, pursed his mouth as if in a state of insanity, his whole body was trembling from laughing, and slapped Shen Jiali through the quilt: "Stupid! "

Standing up and walking to the pillow, he bent down with his hands behind his back, put his lips close to Shen Jiali's ear and whispered softly, "Third Uncle, don't pretend to be dead, come with me, I'll take you to the Northeast. I don't care I take you with me wherever I go, is my nephew interesting enough?"

Shen Jiali opened his eyes and looked at him, unable to utter a word, but stared straight at him with complicated eyes.

Shen Zijing threw off the quilt, then got up and took his black cloak, shook it off and wrapped it around Shen Jiali.Leaning over and wrapping the other's arms around his own neck, he supported Shen Jiali's back and legs, and with one force, hugged him up to the waist.

"Let's go, let's go..." He said in a brisk tone, as if singing, "Nephew will take you home!"

Shen Jiali said he would not come, which frightened Shen Ziqi.Now that he finally saw his father, he immediately grinned and wanted to cry, but his elder brother gave him a cold and stern look: "He is sick, please be quiet!"

Shen Ziqi suppressed his crying, quietly turned into a tail, and followed his elder brother into the bedroom.Seeing that the elder brother had put his father on the bed, he timidly leaned forward and called out in a low voice, "Dad..."

Before his father could respond, he was picked up by the back collar of his elder brother and carried out without touching the ground.

Shen Zijing undressed and changed into casual clothes, and ate a hasty breakfast.Crowded and lying next to Shen Jiali, he turned his back to the sky, and applied a hot, wet towel to his face.

After closing his eyes and resting for a while, he raised his hand to cover the towel, and wiped his face vigorously.Sitting up lazily, he pulled the sleepy Shen Jiali with his eyes closed into his arms, and wiped his face very carefully.

Then he tilted his body and lay down on his side hugging the other person, and fell asleep after a while.

He was very tired, since he saw Shen Ziqi yesterday afternoon, he had been waiting nervously.Shen Jiali hadn't arrived for a long time, which made him unbearable to go out to look for it himself at night - but he couldn't find it.

He ran around on the street all night, and managed to find some clues.Looking for someone to knock on the door of Ma Tianlong's house in the early morning. He pursued Shen Jiali's whereabouts like a ghost, which made Ma Tianlong bewildered, and sent his own driver to lead him the way, and drove him all the way. It led to the downtown entrance where Shen Jiali got off the bus.

The downtown area in the early morning was already quite "noisy", Shen Zijing didn't even yawn, and continued to search with red eyes.

Shen Zijing slept until the afternoon, and was hungry when he woke up.

Shen Jiali woke up early, but didn't move, lying on the bed in a daze.Shen Zijing ignored him, and went down to the ground to ask the orderly to bring the food.

The kitchen is open all day long, and there are meals and dishes ready at any time.Shen Zijing specially asked the cook to cook a little less rice porridge, and then fed it to Shen Jiali spoon by spoonful. While feeding, he said with a sour smile: "Poor thing, I'm going to commit suicide. I didn't see you being so shameless." People, now that you know how to lose face, why did you do it earlier?"

Then he leaned over with his head tilted, looked into Shen Jiali's eyes and asked, "Why didn't you come to me? A good horse doesn't turn back, but raw opium?"

Shen Jiali's throat and tongue were injured, and it was difficult for him to speak, so he was unable to answer.Swallowing the rotten rice porridge one mouthful at a time, his stomach was soothed and his mood gradually calmed down.Recalling the scene in the hotel in the morning, he knew that if Shen Zijing came one minute later, it would be impossible for him to sit here and eat porridge now.

This suicide has become his nightmare, and he doesn't want to seek death anymore.The horror and despair that penetrated into the bone marrow was far more painful than torture.In fact, the reason why he wanted to die was simply because he had no way out.As long as he can live, he still wants to live.

How good it is to be alive!After dying once and repaying Yang, he now only feels that it has been a long time in the world, and he can smell a bit of humanity from Shen Zijing.

After eating most of the bowl of porridge, he turned his head and asked in a voice like a stream of air, "When are you going to the Northeast?"

Shen Zijing put down his job and replied nonchalantly, "Just these two days, not necessarily!"

Then the two of them had nothing to say, and sat side by side in a daze.After staying there for a while, Shen Zijing got up and went out, and also packed up and left.

As soon as he left, Shen Ziqi slipped in.Self-consciously, he jumped on Shen Jiali's lap and sat down. He raised his face and asked, "Father, where have you been? Why did you come here?"

Shen Jiali raised his finger and pointed to his throat, and then replied in a whisper-like voice: "Father is sick and can't speak. I'll tell you another day, okay?"

Shen Ziqi also touched his neck with his hand: "Are you on fire?"

Shen Jiali nodded and smiled: "Yes."

Shen Ziqi pounced forward and lay down on his chest—he was holding back his urge to be coquettish, and wanted to cry a long time ago, but now he finally had the chance, but there were no tears in his eyes.He grinned quite emotionally, and then desperately squeezed out his tears. He found that he really couldn't cry, so he had to give up resentfully.

Shen Jiali felt that he didn't pamper his son very much, but for some reason, Shen Ziqi was born with a cheap little bone, and whenever he saw his father, he would make a coquettish voice and wriggle around, even more coquettish than that little girl.When he ran out the door, he became wild again, doing everything in the distance; when he saw Shen Zijing, he also had a solemn face, and he didn't dare to do anything wrong.

At this moment, Shen Ziqi was acting coquettishly, and Shen Jiali couldn't sit still or lie down because of the entanglement.Before letting go, Shen Jiali had to scold him a few words, but after dying once, Shen Jiali felt that he was lucky to be able to see his son's small appearance again; he must cherish the blessing.

That piece of smoke temporarily choked away Shen Jiali's remaining bit of sharpness and toughness, allowing him to appreciate the bright or dark scenery in life like the rest of his life.

He felt that he was enlightened, but Shen Zijing was always yelling at him with obscenities; and he was enlightened, but the other party was deceiving too much, so he couldn't help getting annoyed again in the end.When he got annoyed, Shen Zijing laughed strangely, not knowing what he was laughing at.

After another two days like this, Shen Zijing received the order from Shangfeng, took two family members, one big and one small, and set off behind Ma Tianlong's team.