my brother is not cute at all

In the corridor with people coming and going, Yang Yue walked out of the ward and searched for the shadows of Hou Zeqi and Yang Xing. After passing the corner, a black shadow suddenly rushed out and stood in front of him.

He looked along his broad and strong figure, and met Yang Yu's cold eyes like blades.

Yang Yue felt her heart was being clenched.

"What's the matter?" The light in his pupils trembled, but his voice remained calm and composed.

"Did you hide the matter about Yang Xing for him?" Yang Yu asked.

"I have nothing to hide." Yang Yue felt that it was ridiculous for him to ask this question: "Even if I knew something in advance, I have no reason to tell you."

"What do you mean?" Yang Yu's eyebrows twitched, as if he was trying to endure something: "You cover up his mistakes, let him run away from home, and even cover him up. Dad became so sick because of this incident, you just manner?"

Yang Yue really couldn't think of what this matter had to do with her, so she could only patiently say: "He is my brother, I should help him, if this has caused you trouble, I can apologize."

"Apologize?" Another person walked out from the shadows around the corner, as if he had heard something ridiculous, and sneered at him with a smile: "What's the use of apologizing? Your apology can cure your illness?"

Yang Yue turned her head when she heard the sound, and it was Yang Yang with her cloudy eyes.

His heart sank, and the familiar situation made him subconsciously back away when the other person approached, and his back touched the hard wall behind him. The touch was exactly the same as the cold wall of the attic. In an instant, countless broken pictures Scratching his mind hard, he clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging into his palm.

Families of patients and medical staff coming and going noticed the tense atmosphere here, cast strange glances one after another, but quickly ran away as if it had nothing to do with them.

"Then what do you want me to do?" Yang Yue calmed down in the dilemma, and then said: "If you think apologizing is useless, I can pay for his medical treatment, and I can help him pay for all the medicines." Fei, I can also find a way to help him find the most authoritative doctor, as long as he can recover early, I can do anything, do you think it's okay?"

"You pay? Why do you pay for our family?" Yang Yu was offended by his words, and his face became grim because of his excitement: "If you had a conscience back then, you shouldn't have covered Yang Xing to make him angry. Now!"

"He is lying in the ward now, and grandma is so worried at home that she can't eat well or sleep well. You messed up our house like this, and you still have a fake face to come over to apologize? You really haven't changed at all! You, you!"

The more he talked, the more excited he became, and the aggressive point of his fingertips trembled violently in front of Yang Yue's eyebrows. When the other party's clear and stubborn eyes looked directly at him, the familiar picture made the thin line of reason in his mind finally angry. The fire broke!

"You really are a disaster star!"

He roared loudly, then raised his palm and swung it down viciously——

A loud bang exploded beside Yang Yue's ears!The huge force caused his head to be thrown to the right suddenly, and his forehead hit the cold and hard wall with a bang!

After a bang in the brain, the sharp buzzing pierced the eardrums!

In an instant, screams, cursing, and hurried footsteps mixed together in a surge, all wrapped up from the distant sky like a thick fog.

For a moment, Yang Yue felt his mind went blank, even the incandescent lights in the corridor were sharp and dazzling, but before he had time to think about it, he felt another slap from the wind hitting his face again!

Yang Yu is a national third-level boxer. Whether it is strength, reaction, or shooting speed, he is different from ordinary people.

When it was less than three inches away from Yang Yue's cheek, a hand stretched out from behind out of nowhere like a giant pincer to grab his wrist, and then pulled it hard!The huge dragging force pulled and flicked, and there was a loud bang after the world spun!Yang Yu's back bone hit the wall firmly, and the pain immediately exploded along his shoulder blades and spine!Numbness spread to all limbs, and the pain made his vision blur.

After finally squinting his eyes to focus, a pair of light brown eyes approached him like lightning, shooting out a cold and terrifying light!

"court death?"

The subwoofer, which is a little heavier than ordinary people, looks like a bloodthirsty Shura in hell at the moment, and even the ending sound is like a red-hot iron sword being stabbed into the throat, it sounds hoarse and hot.

Yang Yu's collar was tightened by a huge force, and he was pulled upwards along the wall little by little. His feet gradually left the ground, and a menacing sense of suffocation enveloped him from all directions, causing the blue veins on his neck to breathe heavily. And it became clear.

"--elder brother!"

Yang Xing hurried over from a distance with both hands and feet. Seeing the extremely chaotic scene in front of him, he didn't know whether to appease his brother who had been slapped first, or to rush forward and pull away the two people who were inextricably linked with him. Brother who has a good relationship.

Seeing Hou Zeqi cracking his finger bones in the tense atmosphere, before he had time to think, he rushed forward——

"Snapped."

A white and thin hand was one step ahead of him and tightly clenched his ready-to-go wrist.

"Don't fight him."

Yang Yue's quiet voice was like pouring a handful of clear mountain spring water down his head, causing Hou Zeqi's pupils full of arrogance to flicker, and he turned his head in disbelief. He spit out a voice: "You..."

"Let go, I tell you not to fight him."

Although Yang Yue's voice was soft, it carried unshakable firmness. He shrank his fingertips and plunged into the skin on Hou Zeqi's wrist, as if determined to pull him away.

Yang Xing couldn't stand the stalemate of several people in the corridor with people coming and going, so he came over and persuaded in a low voice, "That's right, brother, please calm down first."

"Hmph," Yang Yang, who was crossing his arms, saw that the tense atmosphere had eased slightly, squeezed out a disdainful cold snort from his nasal cavity, and sneered at Yang Yue: "This is a hospital, what is the chattering in the corridor like?" What does it look like? Are you still pulling people away?"

After saying that, Hou Zeqi gave him a fierce look, like a sharp scimitar, which made him freeze in place, not daring to move.

Time passed by every minute and every second, Yang Yue just grabbed his wrist like this, swearing not to let go, Hou Zeqi lowered his head and glanced at the hand on his wrist that was stretched out, his eyes flickered for a while, It was only with a bang that the person was thrown away.

Yang Yu staggered two steps, his eyes gathered a fierce light, and Yang Yue rushed up to stop between the two of them the moment he clenched his fists.

"Brother, that's all for today." His voice was trembling with fatigue: "You can contact me if you need help later. If there is nothing else, we will leave first."

He said, without waiting for Yang Yu's consent, he took the man's hand and left, but Hou Zeqi squinted his deep eyes and stared at Yang Yu as if he was nailed to the spot.

"What are you going to do? This thing is not over yet, is it?"

Yang Yue clenched her teeth and pushed him desperately: "It's fine, let's go."

Hou Zeqi glanced at him with downcast eyes, his sword eyebrows were pressed down deeply, his eyes filled with grief and anger seemed to be filled with crimson nebula, piercing Yang Yue's heart as if it was stabbed by an ice pick.

He swallowed the choking in his throat, and said hoarsely: "Go."

Just like that, Hou Zeqi was pushed and squeezed by him, and disappeared at the end of the corridor all the way.

In the silent and dull carriage, Yang Yue huddled in the back seat of the car and watched the traffic coming and going outside the window, without saying a word all the way, the fiery pain on half of her cheek seemed to drag him back to that sealed memory once again in a trance.

He thought that if he didn't look at it or think about it, he could forever bury those images that made him shudder in his heart.But he overestimated himself too much. He would still be awakened by nightmares in the long night, and he would still be unable to restrain himself from thinking of those dark and brutal scenes. Even in the familiar situation just now, the familiar fear was like a cold Silently like a ghost, it strangled his limbs tightly, making him fall into hysterical timidity and unable to extricate himself.

He suddenly thought of the story about elephants and chains that he heard a long time ago. An elephant in a circus was tied with a thick chain since he was a child, and he couldn't break free. Later, when he grew up, he The iron chain was also replaced with a thin rope that could be easily broken free, but it still chose to stand still in a big fire, and was burned to death in the end.

Thinking about it now, there is no difference between him and this elephant who was imprisoned in the same place by the shackles of his heart. No matter how long it has passed, he is still that timid and cowardly, and he still cannot get rid of that dusty gray memory.

The car drove into the basement chasing the wind all the way, impatient like a backlog of anger that has not been dispelled for a long time.

Yang Yue opened the car door and jumped off the moment the wheels rubbed against the ground. When Hou Zeqi turned off the engine and got out of the car, his thin back had already disappeared around the corner of the garage.

"You stop, don't run."

He ran after him with long legs, but was still a few seconds late. Seeing the elevator door slowly closing in front of him, and then the bright red numbers began to jump, he lowered his towering sword eyebrows, turned his head and ran into the stairwell with big strides .

When rushing into the house, Yang Yue happened to push open the door of the room, and without even thinking about it, he rushed up to resist the wooden door that was about to be thrown shut!

Yang Yue became anxious, and shouted loudly: "Don't come in! Let me be quiet."

"Don't try to close the door if you don't speak clearly."

Hou Zeqi forcefully squeezed open the door, and staggered Yang Yue who was firmly behind the door.

He stabilized his figure, rushed forward and pushed the person out: "Get out, this is my room, get out!"

His hands are not weak, and Hou Zeqi's sternum hurt when he pressed against his chest, but he didn't even move his eyebrows, and pressed him against the heavy wooden door with his backhand!

With a muffled bang, the familiar dry and hot breath rushed towards her face, Yang Yue raised her head to meet those deep light-colored eyes, and that face that was burning with anger but still deep and stern.

His skin was already fair and fragile, and at this time, half of his face was swollen from the slap, and the broken capillaries swelled out fine and clear bloodshot under the skin, revealing a shocking feeling. feeling.

Hou Zeqi stared at a small crack in the corner of his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice, "Why didn't you fight back? Why did you stop me?! They are not your brothers for a long time, and you have nothing to do with them now, why are you still treating them? So humble!"

His voice was like a clanging and buzzing bell, and the falling giant sword made Yang Yue's eardrums rumble deeply, and his liver and gallbladder trembled.

He stared at the light brown pupils stained with blood, his throat seemed to be clenched tightly, and he said in a difficult voice: "I won't stop you, do you want to watch you do it in the corridor? He is a third-level national Boxer, you fight? You fight him with your life?!"

"So this is why you never dare to disobey him? Are you so willing to be humiliated and bullied by them? Even if you are beaten like this, you dare not make a sound and dare not fight back?"

Hou Ze's seven words and every sentence were like sharp thorns strangling Yang Yue's heart fiercely. The more he spoke, the more impatient he became, the anger burned the last thin string of reason in his brain, and he narrowed his eyes like a cheetah. Eyes approached aggressively, until the tip of the nose was about to touch the other's tiny mole on the tip of the nose, and then a question was squeezed out from between the teeth that made Yang Yue collapse instantly.

"Tell me, what did he do to you to make you so frightened from the bottom of your heart? What is it that made you, who is so proud, act like a lowly coward in front of him?"

The roar exploded in his ears, Yang Yue's eyes trembled violently, countless hideous and distorted images whizzed across the wilderness, and the cries of thousands of evil spirits converged into a mournful long song in the empty sky, burning his internal organs, After opening the mouth, even the trembling ending sound changed its tone——

"You're right, I've really been, always been, a complete ass."

His hot and hoarse voice made Hou Zeqi's complexion change, and then his apricot pupils suffocated bloodthirsty crimson at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"In their eyes, my mother was pregnant and destroyed their family as a third party, and I have been a disaster star and broom star in their mouth since birth. They can beat me, scold me, and humiliate me at will. Anyway, I am so much younger than them, no matter how much I bully them to death, I have no ability to resist them!"

Hou Zeqi froze all over, and felt uncomfortable in his heart.

"When I was a child, I was beaten for making mistakes, scolded for talking back, and locked up in the attic to copy the house rules. Even if I didn't do anything, there would always be an extra emerald necklace in the drawer for no reason, and they would frame it as a thief."

Sure enough, it was exactly what Yang Xing said.

Hou Zeqi's eyebrows twisted slightly, and his eyes suddenly sank like the beating heart in his chest.

"Don't you want to know why I dare not go into the haunted house? That's because when I was young, the two of them pushed me in to trick me when the back door of the mortuary in the hospital was not closed, and told me that it was haunted. I cried inside It took more than 20 minutes to be rescued by the staff, and my dad scolded me indiscriminately afterwards."

Yang Yue thought of that dark and cold room, and thought of the blue glass ball shining with dim light in her hand, her voice gradually choked up.

"Also, didn't you ask me how I got my tattoo? This is a stray cat I picked up from the side of the road when I was 7 years old. Later, because it accidentally broke the celadon bottle that my grandma treasured, so I The second brother cut off its feet with a knife in front of me..."

Hou Zeqi felt as if his heart had been hit by a heavy hammer, his flesh and blood spattered, and the air-conditioning that came up was choked in his throat so hard that his throat hurt like being cut by a blade.

His hand that was pressing the person against the door began to tremble violently, and his entire arm began to lose temperature and become numb as if the blood was flowing back.

"It died, it died in front of me," Yang Yue's Adam's apple rolled, and the slightly trembling light in his eyes began to be covered with mist and became crystal clear: "It snowed that night, I buried it , I knelt in the yard and dug a hole for a long time. There were a lot of blood blisters on my hands and my nails were broken, but they dug out the cat's body and threw it into the garbage dump. I cried and begged them, and finally got a meal Beat."

On the bone-piercing snowy night and the icy permafrost, Hou Zeqi could even imagine Yang Yue's frail figure kneeling in the snow and crying hysterically.

He closed his eyes, and finally swallowed the breath of cold air forcefully, and a hoarse and chaotic voice came out of his dry throat: "Enough, don't say it."

Yang Yue seemed to be unable to hear, he shook his head, his trembling voice began to choke: "Not enough, it's not enough for them at all, they hate me, they want me to die!"

His blood-red eyes finally overflowed with bright tears, but they were stored in the eye sockets and refused to fall for a long time.

"So when I was 9 years old, they took me to play ball on the rockery in Luyuan Park..."

Luyuan Park!

Hou Zeqi's pupils contracted violently like needles in an instant, as if a sharp ice thorn pierced into his nerve center imperceptibly, piercing his scalding bone marrow!

"My second brother asked me to go to the edge of the rockery to pick up balls, and then he pushed me down the rockery when I was unprepared. It was the twelfth lunar month. He was in a coma for a whole week in the hospital before recovering his life. When he woke up, he cursed me, told me to die, and told me to get out of their house."

"Stop talking about Xiaoyue, that's enough..."

"Why not?