The stand-in of feigning death is subject to A and Cha

Gu Minglang looked at him, and suddenly hugged him, tightened his hands, and locked him tightly in his arms, with such strength that Lin Xiaoshen almost couldn't breathe.

"Lin Xiaoshen..." Gu Minglang whispered into his ear with scarlet eyes, "Our seven-year relationship, if you say we break up, we break up, and if we say we change our hearts, we change our hearts.

Have you considered me? "

"Even if a dog has been raised for seven years, it should have some affection, right?"

"What do you think of me? Huh? Sleeping with you for seven years as a duck? If you say no, don't?!"

Lin Xiao's eyes were red, and he didn't even bother to wipe away the tears. He struggled hard, trying to break free from his embrace, and gritted his teeth: "You are right, we are the relationship between the employer and the duck. Haven't you just put the duck in these years? Did I act like a duck? When did you think of me except in bed?"

"And now, you can find a younger duck to play with you."

Gu Minglang: "Is it because I haven't disclosed our relationship?"

"Because of this, you feel insecure? Do you think I don't love you?"

Lin Xiaoshen closed his eyes, expressionless: "Because you have never respected me these years, you humiliated me and trampled me in the cold, I've had enough of Gu Minglang, I don't want to live this kind of widowed life again!"

"But whose marriage is smooth sailing?!" Gu Minglang interrupted him sharply: "It's also my first time in love and first marriage, you can't be so domineering, you can't allow me to make a little mistake, you have to give me A chance to make amends!"

"You can't..." He hugged him tightly and didn't let go, and said hoarsely: "You can't be so cruel to me, I can't stand it, I really can't stand it, I can't

without you......"

Lin Xiaoshen said suddenly: "But I can, I can completely get used to life without you. During the few months when you were not around, I had a very good life."

There was a long silence in the office, only to hear Gu Minglang's heavy breathing because of his excitement.

half an hour.

Gu Minglang asked: "How can you forgive me?"

"Unless I die, or you die."

''good. ',

Lin Xiaoshen didn't see how he was moving. When he came back to his senses, the fruit knife on the table was already in his hand. When he raised his eyes again, the knife pierced Gu Minglang's chest.

Gu Minglang held his hand and inserted the knife into himself.

"So, are you satisfied?"

Lin Xiaoshen looked at the inch-by-inch blade, which was stained red with blood. He was stunned and suddenly regained his senses, trembling: "Why are you crazy!"

Regardless of his struggle, Gu Minglang held his hand and was still stabbing in, softly: "Didn't you want me to die?"

"Okay, as long as you're happy.

How terrifying could this man be?

Ten minutes later, the ambulance came, and Lin Xiaoshen called.

Gu Minglang, who lost too much blood, was sent to the hospital.

When Nan Zhi ran in, Lin Xiaoshen was still standing where he was, staring at the few drops of blood at his feet, his eyes were red, and his teeth were sticking to his lips.

Nan Zhi seemed to be frightened: "Lin, Secretary Lin, did you stab Mr. Gu because of your brother?"

Lin Xiaoshen was powerless: "I said that he stabbed himself insane, do you believe it?"

"This……"

Lin Xiaoshen covered his face in pain, took a long while to take a breath, and suddenly said: "Call the police."

Nan Zhi's eyes widened: "Ah, ah, what? Secretary Lin Linlin, calm down, Mr. Gu told you not to..."

"Hello? 110?" Lin Xiaoshen took out his mobile phone and dialed, calmly: "I want to surrender, I stabbed my boss. Yes, because of a property dispute, okay, I'll wait for you to come over."

Nan Zhi was dumbfounded.

Watching him walk out of the office, ignoring the company's probing employees, he pressed the elevator downstairs as if no one else was there.

A few minutes later, Lin Xiaoshen was taken away by a police car.

When Ji Chen received the call from Nan Zhi, Lin Xiaoshen had already entered the police station. He hurried over from the hospital, and when he saw Lin Xiaoshen who was locked up, he cursed angrily: "Which bastard called the police!"

Lin Xiaoshen looked at him through an iron fence: "I reported it."

"..." Ji Chen froze: "Mr. Lin, why did you do this? Even if you stabbed Mr. Gu, you don't have to blame yourself for this, right?"

Lin Xiaoshen interrupted him: "Tell Gu Minglang, if he dares to enter the hospital, I dare to enter the bureau. If he doesn't want his body, I don't need my reputation. I don't owe him anything, I want to rebuild the old one, let's go in the next life."

Ji Chen was startled by his words, and wanted to persuade him to calm down and not to be angry, but was startled by Lin Xiaoshen's look, and closed his mouth resentfully.

Ji Chen left, Lin Xiaoshen sat inside alone, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

He knew he had softened his heart.

When he saw Gu Minglang slap Lu Chenxing for him, he felt happy, and when he saw him hoarsely asking why he didn't want him, he felt distressed, and when he saw him stabbing a knife because of his words, he realized that he How much I love him.

He didn't want Gu Minglang to die, and he didn't want him to be sad.

Lin Xiaoshen was never as free and easy as he said, wandering outside for a few months, he was very happy, but also very lonely.

Gu Minglang has been with him for seven years, and he is a spiritual partner who has integrated into his living habits. Like water and air, it can be regarded as non-existent at ordinary times, but once he leaves, he feels extremely important.

Lin Xiao hated Gu Minglang deeply, and hated why he was no longer a bit of a wolf.

Why don't you slap yourself hard in front of Lu Chenxing, or beat and kick yourself when you see yourself cheating?

Then even if he stabbed his heart to pieces again, Lin Xiaoshen would not look back at him again.

But he just didn't want to, he ran after him, no matter how vicious and vicious he threw it, he still clung to it and refused to let go.Lin Xiaoshen was tired from running.

He is really tired.

Shortly after returning from the private clinic in Germany, Lin Xiaoshen's eyesight recovered, but he was very weak and lost strength after walking a few steps, so he still sat in a wheelchair.

He couldn't go to school, so the old man of the Lin family hired a tutor for him.

He basically doesn't go out, either stays in the villa to read and study, or sits in the garden and basks in the sun.

Although Lin Xiaoshen was not as stunning as Lu Chenxing in appearance, his aristocratic temperament and self-cultivation in his speech and demeanor made people feel that he was like a little prince who came out of a book.

All the servants liked him very much, including Jiang Xu and Lu Chenxing.

I don't know why, Lu Chenxing likes to cling to him very much, even though Lin Xiaoshen has tried his best to show him face, he has no intention of leaving at all, his face is always full of smiles.

Every day when he came home from school, Lu Chenxing immediately ran to the garden to look for Lin Xiaoshen.

At first he seemed to be afraid of him too, so he dared to stand far away and shouted timidly: "Brother, I'm back, are you hungry? Let me get you some refreshments?" Blanket?"

"Brother, can you talk to me?"

Lu Chenxing was one year younger than him, but he already knew how to read words and expressions. Even if Lin Xiaoshen didn't speak, but just glanced at him lightly, he knew what he meant.

So I took the things and rolled away obediently.

Brother doesn't like him.

But Lu Chenxing seemed to like Lin Xiaoshen very much, even if he rolled away now, he rolled back after a while, standing by the swing and watching him silently.

A few months passed by in the silent communication between the two brothers.

Lu Chenxing became more and more clingy, and Lin Xiaoshen became more and more irritable.

This little bean sprouts is so annoying that it bothers him every now and then.

This comfortable day didn't last long before the peace was broken.

The old man of the Lin family suffered a stroke and was paralyzed, so he was admitted to the hospital.

Lin Xiaoshen's backer fell overnight, and he lost all protection.

The father, stepmother, and servants all showed ugly faces one after another.

The maid who had been serving Lin Xiaoshen before was fired and replaced with an older maid who had a hot temper and fierce temper and bullied him to her heart's content because of her young age.

Once Lin Xiaoshen couldn't bear it anymore and asked her where did a servant have the courage to talk to him like that, but the servant didn't say anything, instead

The hand is a slap in the face.

Lin Xiaoshen was stunned.

It was the first time he was beaten since he was born.

At that time, he hadn't realized that he had lost his most important backer and his original status. He rushed into the study in a rage and asked his father to punish this evil servant who committed the crime below.

The stepmother came in with the maid and gently patted his head: "Lin, although you are the young master of the family, it's wrong to make trouble unreasonably. Although Awen is the maid of the family, you should also respect him. How can you accuse her of beating you just because she stopped you from playing games?"

From childhood to adulthood, all the servants in the family, even the nurse in the private clinic, said that Lin Xiaoshen was the best child they had ever seen.

Quiet and well-behaved, polite, like a little gentleman.

But now his stepmother said he was making trouble for no reason?

The father in the study raised his head and finally spoke: "Lin, don't be as arrogant as your biological mother, and learn more from your Aunt Lu, this time it's fine, if it happens again next time, Dad will be angry."

This matter was resolved with such thunder and rain.

Only then did the young Lin Xiaoshen realize that this warm home had suddenly become a purgatory for him to be buried in.

"Brother, you look so pale recently, did you not sleep well?" Lu Chenxing came home from school, and lay beside his wheelchair to look at him, "Did you finish the painting you drew yesterday? I want to see it, but the teacher said I would draw it." That's right, brother teach me, okay?"

Lu Chenxing is very good at acting like a baby, he is good-looking and has a sweet mouth, very likable.

Lin Xiaoshen should have hated him, but was taken aback by his cute appearance for a moment, so he took him to the studio to look at his paintings.

Lu Chenxing kept praising him for being great, and begged him to give him the painting.

— It’s just a painting, Lin Xiaoshen gave it to me.

The next day, the painting appeared in my father's study room. It was beautifully framed, using the best frame, and the patterns were carefully carved, far exceeding the value of the painting.

Lin Xiaoshen has been learning to draw since he was a child, and his teacher praised him for being very artistic, but Lin's father never asked him about his studies, and he didn't like to show off, so he never showed it to his father.

He is also sad sometimes. Why does his father never praise him for his beautiful paintings?

Now, he sees his paintings carefully framed and hung in his father's study.

He was very happy and wanted to say that he had several more beautiful pairs.

But Lin's father saw him staring at the painting, and suddenly said: "Your brother's painting, he has just learned to draw so well, it's really rare. Lin, you should learn more like him, and don't always play games and lose your mind."

Lin Xiaoshen froze: "Dad..."

"I heard from your Auntie Lu that the teacher hired for you is not willing to teach you anymore. Let's find you a stricter one when you have time, so that you won't be playful."

Lin Xiaoshen's face was pale, and he pursed his lips tightly: "Yes, Dad, I understand."

Until he left the study room on the 5th, he failed to say that the painting was painted by him.He was not so naive, and it could be seen that what his father liked was not the painting itself, but the painter.

Lin Xiaoshen sat alone in the small garden for a long time.

The sun was setting, and Lu Chenxing just came back, and immediately rushed to him, sweating profusely, and his eyes were bright.

He came back late today.

"Brother, look." Lu Chenxing took out the carefully rolled painting and unfolded it for him to see, "Does it look like yours? I have been drawing for a long time, and the teacher said that there is an eight-point portrait. Brother's painting is of the same standard." It’s too high, I can’t catch up no matter what, I’m so distressed.”

There is still wet paint on his face, obviously just out of the studio.

Lin Xiaoshen looked at his flattering smiling face, recalled the painting in the study, suddenly pushed Lu Chenxing who was squatting in front of him, and shouted: "Get out!"

That was the first time he got angry at someone.

Lu Chenxing fell to the ground and said in a daze, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"I told you to get out, didn't you hear? I told you to get out! Get out! I don't want to see you! You bastard who occupies the magpie's nest! Get out of my house!"

"Brother?" Lu Chenxing got up with red eyes, and hurriedly pulled his clothes, "Brother, did I make you angry? I'm sorry, I was wrong

Yes, I..."

Before he finished speaking, the servant saw the two of them.

She saw Lu Chenxing crying and tearing Lin Xiaoshen's clothes, and the painting fell to the ground, wrinkled and torn at some point.

Almost without thinking, she rushed over and slapped Lin Xiaoshen hard: "Master Lin has such a temper, and my younger brother is also bullying like this, senior and junior, do you understand?"

Lin Xiaoshen was beaten too much and became numb. Turning his head, he pursed his lips and stared at Lu Chenxing, trying to strangle him to death.

Lu Chenxing stared at him blankly, then broke free from the servant's arms suddenly, and reached out to touch his face.

"Young master, come here quickly, I'll show you if you're hurt..."

Lu Chenxing turned around: "Awen, come here."

"What's the matter, master?"

"Squat down."

Awen immediately followed suit and squatted down, just as tall as Lu Chenxing who stood up.

"Little Shao..."

The voice did not fall.

Snapped--

A loud slap was thrown on Awen's face.

Lu Chenxing had no expression on his face: "Young and old are inferior, do you understand?"