Brother Christine

This is something that must be said, if you don't want to repeat the same mistakes.

This is what Shen Qing must say, because he is not qualified to speak at all.

I used to think that this life would just pass by like this, and being with the person I love, no matter how bitter it is, it is still sweet. It wasn't until seeing Shen Qing's note, and at the moment when he was suddenly relieved after being stunned, that Jiang Xiao finally understood that before that What a lingering and deep love is just an excuse to satisfy his selfish desires, Shen Qing's ten years of pursuit, his thoughts day and night, they are reluctant to let go, but they dare not look back at the devastation left by the road entanglement.

However, until now, there is no worse situation than this. They have come to a dead end, and only the desperate can survive.

People are selfish, self-righteous affection forced to impose on others, for another person, it will only be a painful burden, to love each other a little more, in order to get out of the twisted and sick madness.

Shen Qing gave the two of them a chance to choose again. Shen Qing wanted to start again. The young man who was obsessed with him no longer existed. That person finally grew up, and finally he was willing to look at their future with a farther perspective. Xiao didn't know whether to be more fortunate or more pity.

Quitting a habit that has been developed for ten years is like cutting bones and eating marrow, and only you can experience the taste of it.The man was in great pain, so he endured the silence and spent the night learning to smoke, using one kind of drug to replace another kind of addiction.

Jiang Xiao wiped the small note, then reached for the phone on the bed cabinet.

Although they are destined for each other, they have to go through this roundabout in exchange for a truly long-lasting attachment.

When they become brothers, or still become lovers, no matter what, what they want is "eternity".

……

-good.

Stepping on the red snow that had condensed into ice, Shen Qing stood at the bottom of the messy building, looking at the message from the other party.

His brother agreed.

The face was as pale as ever, Shen lightly lowered his head, lit a cigarette, and took a deep breath.

The blue mist spits out slowly, and the thin smoke lingers and diffuses, brushing over the curled black eyelashes, covering the drooping eyes that cannot discern the expression.

Just agree.

Agreed, that's fine.

The shredded tobacco of inferior cigarettes pierces the throat, like several thin needles piercing the throat and lungs at the same time, making it difficult to smoke.Just took a puff, Shen lightly held the cigarette between his fingers, poured the hot red end into his palm, snuffed it out with his bare hands, and threw it into the trash can.

"Tsk," the man next to him, who was also puffing, gave him a smile, "Not used to it?"

Shen coughed twice, but didn't reply.

The few dollars a pack of cigarettes that the man gave were even harder to smoke than the ones he bought last night.

"Children like you," the man laughed, "all like to follow the fashion, and they like to smoke thin cigarettes. They don't have much stamina. You don't sell them in this department store. If you want to like this, go to Xinyueyang in the North District." Over there in the city, there are Chinese sellers!"

"I have it upstairs, and I'll share one with you later." Shen Qing returned the phone and glanced at him, "I'll go up first."

"Yo, there are still some hidden goods!" The man smiled and waved his hands, "Go, go! I'll stay here and smoke for a while."

Shen Qing explained to him a few more words, saying that he would go up when he was told to go up, the man went over and opened the trunk, and made an OK gesture to him.

Shen Qing turned around and entered the building.

Coincidentally, he asked the driver to move, and it happened that the Didi driver took the order last time. The two had known each other for a while, and the other party followed him directly to help.It's just that he still has some personal matters to deal with, so it's inconvenient to bring someone up immediately.

After Jiang Jifeng was knocked unconscious by Song Yu last night, he woke up as soon as the 120 car alarm sounded.

Song Yu fainted blood, not to mention taking pictures to leave evidence, even if he looked back at his brother, he was almost unstoppable. The cameras in this old community are just decorations, and the property management is also blind. They have not checked the streets for hundreds of years. Such a large trace cannot be removed after freezing, and the residents of several nearby households are also timid and afraid.

At that time, his brother was lying in his arms with blood bubbling, almost rotten into a pool of blood, fragile as if it would break if touched, he collapsed to the extreme in an instant, how could he care about other things?

But having said that, the truth still needs to be told to people.

Bang, bang, knocked on the door three times, Shen Qingting was glad that the door of his house had been smashed by his brother before, and replaced it with a fully enclosed iron door without peepholes.

"Who is it?" The man with gradual voice sounded very tired.

Bang bang, he tapped three more times.

There was a rattling of the doorknob, the lock came loose, and a burst of overpowering pungent incense came over my face.

Shen Qing lowered her eyes, and saw the man leaning against the door, and smiled coolly at those molted fingers that were obviously soaked too much.

When Jiang Jifeng saw the person coming, he was so frightened that he woke up immediately, and was about to slam the door and run back!

The person outside the door lightly raised his hand and pushed him back together with the door. Shen Qing stood at the door, staring at him motionless.

The visitor was covered in suffocating nose smoke, his face was cold and white, and his bloody eyes turned cold. Jiang Jifeng looked at the suddenly different Shen Qing, and suddenly became timid, and couldn't help but take a few steps back .

Shen stepped into the door lightly, the soles of his feet covered with snow slag were cold, stepping on the warm floor, they instantly melted into water.

The man said that the new heater was replaced this year to welcome them back.

His angry and bloodthirsty eyes were fixed on the man in front of him. He looked at his messy white hair, his face that seemed to have aged ten years overnight, his cowardly cloudy eyes, and his tightly clenched eyes. His fists were trembling in his pockets.

Shen Qing approached him step by step, her finger bones clenched.

Tall and burly, with strong pressure, there is a huge disparity in strength. Once the elderly father is not respected, the full-fledged sons will become evil ghosts begging for life.

The black shadow covered the top of his head, Jiang Jifeng lowered his head and flinched, and closed his eyes resignedly.

"Let's fight," he said in a trembling voice, "it's not my real son anyway."

The cold and hard heart was suddenly torn open, blood was dripping on the heart, the fist that had been loosened was clenched tightly again, Shen Qing raised his head and closed his eyes.

The heat that immediately gushed out of the eyes was forced to rush back again.

After ten years of father and son, the attachment and admiration of the youngest son have already taken root in my heart.He never forgets his kind and gentle smiling eyes, his caring for him and caring for him everywhere, his hard work of using blood and sweat to support him as an adult, an inch of his hunched back was born for him, and the creases at the corners of his eyes , and half grow because of him.After ten years of working together, he wouldn't believe it if it was said that a man didn't have half of his sincerity.

"Seriously injured, the school asked for leave." Shen lightly wiped his eyes and calmed down. He stood in front of the man and stated without any emotion: "I was just transferred to the intensive care unit of the urban hospital this morning. My mother signed , [-] yuan for surgery, [-] yuan for hospitalization a day, [-] yuan for two months, [-] yuan for post-care, and [-] yuan in total.”

Jiang Jifeng froze for a moment, then looked up at him.

"Since you can fight to the death, don't mention the relationship between father and son, blood is thicker than water," Shen Qing said with cold eyes, "From the moment you lied to him last night, my brother has nothing to do with you, and you don't have to pay for the tuition in the future." , You don’t need to worry about living expenses, and no matter how many honors and achievements he has in the future, it has nothing to do with you. He commits violence and intentionally hurts people, and he pays if he doesn’t want to get involved.”

The man smiled wryly, "How is he?"

"With me here, he will have a good life in the future."

"With you here?" The man still couldn't help but sneered, he looked at him mockingly, "What are you? Brother? Lover? Lover? He doesn't even want to tell you what's on his mind. Who do you think you are to him? ?”

"You look half-dead now, and the dishes on the table have not been washed," Shen Qing said, "The clothes that were stained with my brother's blood that I took off last night should still be thrown in the clothes basket in the bathroom."

"I'm asking you something," the man glared at him, "how did you get together!"

"Because no one does your laundry."

"A lazy waste like you! He doesn't look down on you at all!"

"Presumably the original partner just didn't want to obediently be your housewife," Shen Qing stared at him, "Is that why you drove her away?"

Jiang Jifeng stopped suddenly, staring at him with a pair of cloudy old eyes, as if he couldn't believe it.

It is absurd for a secret that has been hidden for a long time to be seen through by an outsider who does not know the details of the year!

"Tell me," Shen Qing smiled faintly at him, "My brother must know that you picked it from the beginning, will he kill you with a wine bottle just like you beat him last night?"

Staring in disbelief with wide-eyed eyes, he stared in horror at the man with a cold smile in front of him, Jiang Jifeng suddenly shivered, his legs went limp, and he staggered back a few steps.

The air, dead still.

Then there was a loud roar!

"You are talking nonsense!"

Jiang Jifeng was so enraged that he grabbed the ashtray on the coffee table and threw it towards the door, "It's clear that that slutty whore always wants to run out!! She wants to empty my money! She wants to run out! What do you know!? It's clearly her fault!"

Shen Qing gave way, the smashed glass tank behind him, debris and debris splashed to the bottom of his feet, he didn't move.

Jiang Jifeng's chest heaved with anger, and he glared at him angrily, trembling all over.

Suddenly, the old man burst into tears.

"What do you know! What do you all know!" The man wiped his eyes and didn't look at him again, sobbing over his head, "You don't understand anything, each of you is more selfish than the other, what did I do wrong, I... I I just want to give him a stable home, my son...my good son...I just want to give him a good mother and a stable home..."

Shen Qing was silent and didn't speak.

"That woman always wants to run away, my son is only four years old," the man looked at him with red eyes, "four years old! Do you understand?! A small one, not as high as your knee now, so cute, so small, He is going to please his ignorant mother, learn to cook porridge for her, wash the dishes and make the bed. He is not as tall as a gas. Do you know how many times he has fallen? You know I come home from work every day and see How do you feel about his face that was smeared by small palms? Have you ever been a father? You brats who don't understand anything! Do you know what love is?"

Shen lightly did not answer.

"That woman doesn't love him at all, she only has money in her eyes," the man wiped his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "She won't come to pick him up until she has finished enjoying the glory and wealth. fit to be a mother."

"She doesn't deserve to be a mother," Shen Qing said suddenly, "you don't deserve to be a father either."

"Nonsense! What qualifications do you have to judge me!" The man yelled at him: "All these years! I have never done anything to him! Even if I hit him, it was because you, a bastard, seduced him into walking Crooked way!!"

"Don't you understand?!" Shen Qing resisted the urge to wring people's heads off in the past, and clenched her fists tightly, "He did so much to make everyone better, he didn't just please her, he also I'm flattering you! Do you think he did that because that woman wanted to go to work? He just hates your endless quarrels! He is the one who wants a stable home the most!

The most selfish person is you!No respect for that woman's wishes!Find an excuse to drive her away and put the blame on her!Let my brother suffer too!You don't want a family at all, you just want to control everyone and let us all go as you want! "

"She doesn't want to go to work at all! She's going out to fool around!" The man shouted angrily: "She had an abortion! Do you understand! She is the one who really killed people! She is not a clean thing!"

"I don't care what happens to her," Shen Qing tensed her face, not bothering to argue with him anymore, "My brother was still waiting for me to bring him food at noon, now you can either take the money or get into trouble, of course it won't be like yesterday It doesn't matter if you beat me like that late at night, I won't fight back, there are still people waiting for me downstairs, I won't go down after half an hour, either wait for him to come up to see our jokes, or let him collect the body for me, you go to jail, understand ?”

"I've raised you for so many years for nothing," the man laughed sarcastically, "What I've told you, ten years in total, isn't as much debt collection as today!"

"I regard you as a father," Shen Qing raised his eyes to look at him, "Do you regard me as a son? Or do you use it to make up a second child and keep a little pet to play with your son?"

"I misunderstood you," the man stared at him, "You obviously don't look like your mother at all!"

"I'll follow my brother." Shen Qing sneered.

Jiang Jifeng choked again with anger.

"Stop talking nonsense," Shen Qing urged impatiently, "Take the money!"

"Let me ask you a question," Jiang Jifeng looked at him, "how is he?"

"I'll let you take the money."

"I want to call him first," Jiang Jifeng coughed, staggered, turned and went back to the room to get his phone, "I want to see him."

"Do you know what my brother called when we were doing it?"

Boom.

The man stopped abruptly.

"I'm sorry, when he passed out, I blocked you with his mobile phone, but I have a video of us making love," Shen Qingxiao asked, "If you want to see him, I can now Let you see, my brother is doing a good job, do you want to hear his voice?"

"Bastard!" The man turned his head and yelled at him, "You have no shame!!"

"A wild species," Shen Qing shook the phone at him, sneered, "a wild species should look like a wild species."

The man was trembling all over, leaning against the wall and coughing violently.

"Want to see it?" Shen Qing raised his eyebrows and asked, "Or go get the money?"

Bang!

The door of the room was closed, and the sound of rummaging through boxes and boxes and smashing things was loud.

Shen Qing sneered, and put his phone back.

I glanced around and saw that the Pixiu bracelet on the coffee table in the living room was torn off. It must have been pulled away last night to vent my anger. It crashed directly to the kitchen door, under the white light, stained with blood.

Shen Qing moved his heels and walked towards the kitchen without stopping when he passed the beads. He opened the refrigerator and took out a bag of frozen octopus from inside.

The master bedroom door slammed again, Jiang Jifeng stepped out of the room, stood at the kitchen door, and waved four bank cards onto Shen Qing's face!

"One hundred thousand! Take it! The password is his birthday! Find him the best doctor! The best nurse!" Jiang Jifeng yelled at him: "I will give you all my savings! But don't be too sentimental! He's just playing with you! Because no matter who he likes! It's impossible for him to like you, a worthless trash!"

"Prepare your marriage certificate, too." Shen Qing squatted on the ground, picked up the card with her head down, "My mother will come over to divorce you tomorrow."

"You're dreaming!" Jiang Jifeng spat at him: "The name on the house in the city belongs to the two of us. Ask her, is she willing?"

"Why not reconciled?" Shen lightly rubbed the hem of his trousers, wiped the drool on the back of his hand, and glanced up at him, "You poor man, I will raise my mother by myself, so I won't continue to pay the mortgage with you."

The truth is the most heartbreaking, Jiang Jifeng was so angry that he was about to kick him: "I will kill you!"

Shen Qingqing dodged it skillfully, carried the fish with the card in his pocket, took out his mobile phone to call downstairs, and turned his head to Jiang Jifeng by the way, "The bracelet that was torn by you, my brother bought it for you. "

Jiang Jifeng stared straight at his eyes.

"The New Year's gift he gave you is stained with his blood," Shen Qing walked back to the house lazily, with a careless tone, "I will move all his things in a while, and if you don't keep those few beads, you can make something." Think about it?"

Feeling remorse in his heart, he didn't care about arguing with others anymore, Jiang Jifeng hurriedly ran all over the room to pick up beads.

Taking advantage of people not paying attention, Shen Qing stepped on one under her foot, bent down to pick it up, and put it into her pocket.

There are two small bedrooms, neither he nor his brother loves to decorate. Apart from clothes, there is only one of his brother's favorites, his lighter and a pocket of cigarettes.Jiang Jifeng didn't intend to take away the things that Jiang Jifeng gave him. What happened in this home should end in this home.

The fucking cell phone was on the table in the living room, and he put it lightly into his pocket, went into the master bedroom and packed things for his mother, and took away the one hundred cash that was pressed under the lamp on the bedside counter.

As soon as the driver entered the door, he saw that the house was in a mess, scattered broken glass, leftovers from the previous night, crooked coffee table and sofa, scattered black beads, and haggard squatting on the floor looking for beads. man.

There was also a bloody bag swollen on the back of the man's head. Judging from the thin black and white dyed hair, he looked creepy.

"My mother..." The driver gasped: "This is not going to the battlefield, this is clearly fleeing from the battlefield..."

"That's all." Shen Qing came out carrying four large bundles wrapped in sheets and a suitcase, "I'm sorry, let's move it."

The driver nodded in amazement, glanced at the man picking up beads from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but ask, "You're not a robber, are you?"

"Yes," Shen Qing put the luggage on the ground, took out a box from his pocket and threw it to him, "So are you going?"

The man looking for the beads glanced back at them, ignored them, and continued to writhe around looking for them.

A golden brave, twelve beads, he still has not found the last one.

"Good guy!" He caught Yan and took a closer look, his eyes almost blinked. The driver was so excited that he immediately helped the man carry things and went downstairs to leave.

Shen lightly carried the cigarette and the fish, and stopped at the door before leaving, and glanced back.

The man kneeling on the ground looked back as if he had a premonition.

One high and one low, looking up at each other.

The air is quiet.

"I'm not coming back."

"as you like."

"So is he."

"Let him take care of himself."

"Smoking? More than 1000."

"He doesn't like me smoking."

"I was going to send it to you."

"Then put down a box."

Shen Qing put the bag on the tea table, and couldn't help laughing: "Hey, do you still have money to buy an ashtray?"

"It doesn't count as a year-end bonus." He also smiled, with a somewhat smug tone, "My salary is five thousand a month."

"Is it gone after paying off the mortgage?"

"I can live anyway."

"That money," he paused, "it's a lie to you."

"I know."

The air was silent again.

The two looked at each other, the old and turbid, and the young and gentle, looked at each other and smiled faintly.

"Take care of yourself," Shen Qing squatted down, took out the bead in his pocket, rolled towards him, and said softly, "Dad."

The man didn't respond to him, he lowered his head and picked up the beads, clutching the sticky dirt in his hands, staggering towards the bathroom to wash.

Shen Qing didn't look at his back, and closed the door with a slam, closing the lonely back inside, and the mess.

The kindness of the past is no longer nostalgic.

Holding a pack of cigarettes, holding a card, and carrying a bag of fish, the cigarette butts in the dark building are burning red, the blue-white clouds and mist are drifting and spreading, and the black and thin back is cold and decisive, step by step, away from it.

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