Yuhe

late at night.

A face full of wrinkles appeared in Song Yuhe's dream. It was the face of a vulgar old woman in the country. She was holding something that Song Yuhe would hide in fear when she saw it - a whip.

"Freak! Monster! Just like your mother!"

While holding a whip, the man came over and tore Song Yuhe's clothes. Seeing his still white and delicate body, he directly took the whip and lashed at Song Yuhe's body viciously.

"What a monster, it will be fine if you smoke hard for another night, and you will still look like this little boy." After pinching Song Yuhe's arm, his tender skin began to turn red.

The thin and frail Yu He could only stand aside and scream from the beating.

"Do you think that you will be the young master after living with the young master in the city for a while? Dreaming! Just like that bitch of your mother, you were born by hooking up with a man outside."

"You thought how noble you are, you are not even as good as a beggar here."

"Bastard, bark again, believe it or not, I'll cut your tongue off."

Song Yuhe could only bite his wrist with his mouth, biting out bloodstains one after another. He didn't dare to scream anymore, because he believed that these people would cut off his tongue, and they could do anything.

This is a poor country, with inconvenient transportation and no good means of livelihood. The hostess always liked to complain about others, and Song Yuhe naturally became the target of venting. Even their children would go over and get involved when Song Yuhe was beaten.

The male owner here is a drunkard, and sometimes he just throws wine bottles at Song Yuhe.

At first Song Yuhe would ask for help from one family after another in the village, but later he was tired and lost energy to find these people, because no matter how much he begged, no one would answer the door.

No one helped him, no one...

The people here only verbally said how pitiful Song Yuhe was, and when Yuhe begged them, they pretended that nothing had happened, and no one dared to mess with that family.

At that time, Song Yuhe almost had his tongue cut off. At that time, he failed the college entrance examination, and his only hope was crushed, so he rebelliously resisted the family for a while, and was tied up on the spot. The roasting tong was hot and hot, and it didn't take long to pull it out and burn Song Yuhe's tongue off.

If Song Yuhe broke free a few seconds later, he might be dumb now, and by that time, he might not even be qualified to say hello to Xu Jinzhong.

"Do you think you will be the young master after living with the young master for a few days?"

"You are just as unclear as your mother."

"Bitch of a bitch."

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Song Yuhe woke up from the dream, he was already covered in cold sweat, his body was shaking violently, his nose was sore, if he hadn't turned on the light, his eyes would be red again.

These dreams have been with him for many years, and he has done many things in these years, such as being a salesperson, waiter, apprentice and various odd jobs, but these can only barely meet food and clothing.

At the beginning, he only worked in a small town. After he had a little money, he came up with the idea of ​​going to a big city.

The longer he stepped into the society, Yuhe's love for reading became stronger and stronger, and he wanted to save some money to find a good environment to study.

Song Yuhe has always had a dream, and after escaping from there, he became even more thirsty for this dream.

He wanted to go to the university his mother went to, to be respected, to be popular.

It's a pity that he is stupid and not tactful. He is often used by people with a gun, and he is thrown away after using it.

Song Yuhe opened the door and walked to Xu Jinzhong's room following the faint light. He put his hand on the doorknob, hesitated for a while and opened the door of Xu Jinzhong's room.

The bedroom where Xu Jinzhong slept was very large, and there was a double bed lying across it. He slept alone in the middle of the bed, with a relaxed expression on his face, a high nose bridge and the contours of his face. Song Yuhe was still fine. See clearly.

Yu He looked at Brother Jin Zhong and laughed unconsciously. He liked this kind of Brother Jin Zhong, who didn't have any emotions and just slept there quietly.

It would be nice if we could get closer.

Song Yuhe walked over slowly, accidentally bumped into something, made a ding sound, Xu Jinzhong frowned, Song Yuhe immediately froze there, and he woke up instantly.

Fortunately, Xu Jinzhong just turned over, otherwise Song Yuhe didn't know how to explain it.

Song Yuhe returned to his room, and he got under the covers again. At this time, he fell asleep much faster than usual. Xu Jinzhong even appeared in his dreams, and every time in his dreams, it was Brother Jinzhong who saved him.

The next morning, Xu Jinzhong was woken up by the ringing of the phone. He looked at the caller, and answered the phone annoyedly: "Why are you calling so early?"

"Are you sure to dig out that Song Yuhe directly?"

"Why so much nonsense, he doesn't need to spend too much money."

"Okay, but it's not all your fault for being ignorant when you were a child. Why do you insist on helping him like this? After all these years, let me say that you have paid off your debt."

Xu Jinzhong snorted coldly, and said, "Who told you that you weren't there at the time, anyway, you used to go to school together, so you can't be so unfeeling."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Xu."

"Also, you are not allowed to say any gossip about him."

After Xu Jinzhong finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly. He got up from the bed, walked to the next room and looked at Song Yuhe. Song Yuhe was sleeping deeply at this time, and he didn't feel the movement of the outside world at all.

This apartment is a temporary residence. He still has a big house in a residential area in the city center, but he doesn't want to bring Song Yuhe there.

How should I put it, the people who live there are not ordinary people. Yesterday Song Yuhe was still wearing that kind of clothes that he knew what he was doing at a glance, which brought some bad influences to him.

It's better to lend this house to Song Yuhe for a while. After he has a decent diploma, he can arrange a lighter job for him. Everyone will be happy.

Xu Jinzhong has nothing to do in the past few days, and this is just the time his parents give him. It is estimated that he will be busy with things in a few days, and he has to attend various activities. He feels uncomfortable when he thinks of the smell of tobacco and alcohol.

Xu Jinzhong was not too hungry yet, so he turned on the computer to read the files and deal with the company's affairs.

Song Yuhe was awakened when the sun pierced his eyes. He opened his eyes and looked at the sun outside in a daze. This was the first time in a long time that he slept so deeply, and it was already ten o'clock!

Song Yuhe got up from the bed anxiously, he didn't know what Xu Jinzhong was doing now, what if he thought he was such a lazy sleeper.

"Are you awake?" As soon as he opened the door, he saw Xu Jinzhong's handsome and cold face, and Song Yuhe stayed there like a log again.

"En." Song Yuhe nodded hastily again.

"Shall I take you to eat something delicious?"

"No, no, no brother Jin Zhong, I can do it myself." Song Yuhe quickly shook his head again.

Xu Jinzhong always felt that Song Yuhe had become too much, and he was even more timid than a mouse.

"I'm a little hungry, forget it, if you don't go out, let's order takeaway." Xu Jinzhong said, Song Yuhe stopped him again.

"Brother Jin Zhong, I can cook, do you have food here?" Song Yuhe thought this was a good opportunity to express himself, but Brother Ren Jin Zhong had done him a huge favor, how could he make the other party hungry? , or just eat takeaway.

Xu Jinzhong smiled suddenly, and said, "Why do I have vegetables here, but there is a supermarket on the first floor, you can go there to buy vegetables."

"Brother Jinzhong, wait for me, I can cook..." Song Yuhe said urgently, after seeing Xu Jinzhong's happy expression, he ran to the room with his mobile phone in his pocket and ran out the door.

Xu Jinzhong was more inclined to order takeaway faster, but Song Yuhe was so anxious to be grateful, he couldn't refuse, so he simply ran to the roof to bask in the sun by his own swimming pool.

Thinking that he hasn't given Song Yuhe a contact information yet, thinking that he doesn't need any contact information, as long as he goes to find Song Yuhe, it's almost the same, and then he can work for him and give him this apartment. Since there is no common topic, It doesn't matter if you have contact information or not.

It is best not to contact the past completely and say goodbye.

Xu Jinzhong basked in the sun with a hungry stomach for a while and felt irritable at the bottom of his heart, so he went downstairs to order takeaway, but when he got downstairs, he suddenly gave up the idea just now because he smelled a familiar smell of food.

He didn't expect Song Yuhe to come so soon just to entertain him.

Pushing open the door, Xu Jinzhong heard the sound of cooking inside. At this time, Song Yuhe was still sweating, and his breathing was a little short, but the movements of his hands were still going on in an orderly manner, and a plate of dishes had already been fried on the table.

Hearing a sound from the side, Song Yuhe guessed that Xu Jinzhong must have come back. He whispered: "Brother Jinzhong, I'll cook the dishes first, you can dip some cucumbers to pad your stomach now, cooking will take a while."

Xu Jinzhong took a pair of chopsticks and tentatively picked up a piece of cucumber on the plate. He tasted it, and found it unbelievable that a fried cucumber can be fried so well. Compatible with each other, it still retains the original characteristics of cucumber, and it can even make people think about it for a long time.

It is true that eating too much food in restaurants outside feels a little greasy. No matter how high-end the restaurant is, it is impossible to achieve such hygiene at home. He quite likes Song Yuhe's fried dishes...

"It's delicious," Xu Jinzhong said, "Yuhe, you are very talented in this area."

"Brother Jin Zhong thinks it's delicious..." Song Yuhe's voice became smaller and smaller. At first, he was afraid that people like Brother Jin Zhong would not be used to his food, but he was relieved when he heard that Brother Jin Zhong didn't dislike him.

Xu Jinzhong left with his plate in hand. If it wasn't for the fact that this place is the closest to his company, he would have gone to a house farther away. There is everything there, and he might have to go to the restaurant to eat every day after he comes here.

Song Yuhe fried three more dishes and brought them to the dining table. Xu Jinzhong looked at these dishes and seemed to like them all.

In fact, Song Yuhe is not that bad. After Xu Jinzhong has been with people of their class for a long time these years, he will be more or less contaminated with their habits. Even if he doesn't say it on the outside, he really looks down on those who have no social status in his heart.

If Song Yuhe was a person with a serious job, he would still respect him three points for a good university student, but Song Yuhe was depraved after all.

The older people get, the more powerful and selfish they become. Even if they say they respect everyone, no one knows what they think in their hearts. Rich people are mostly hypocritical.

"Yuhe, let's add a contact information." Xu Jinzhong said suddenly.