Attack him ahead of time crazy [rebirth]

After Yan Fei returned from the sales office, he did not tell Chen Ying and Yan Fanlin in a hurry. After all, this matter cannot be rushed and needs to be done slowly.

On Sunday, Yan Fei wrote a few sets of papers, and then helped Jiang Chen make a review outline. Jiang Chen's foundation is too poor, so it has to be tailored according to his level.

Yanfei doesn't have a computer or a printer here, so everything needs to be copied by hand. Fortunately, Yanfei still has the class notes from the first and second grades of high school. Although it is not very detailed, it can be used to supplement it.

While Yan Fei was busy helping Jiang Chen with his review plan, the Jiang family was experiencing a storm because Jiang Chen's father got the monthly exam results ahead of schedule.

"36 points in mathematics, 24 points in physics, [-] points in English..." Jiang Tianmao's face turned blue with anger, "You don't lack arms or legs, and you don't look like a fool, how can you get such a score? "

Jiang Tianmao was furious. He and Jiang Chen quarreled every day because of the grades, but it was useless to quarrel. He was so anxious about Jiang Chen's future every night, but Jiang Chen didn't take it seriously at all. With such grades, let alone a bachelor's degree, he couldn't even get into a junior college.

"You are no longer a child, you will be an adult soon, why can't you use your brain, if you don't work hard, your life will be over, do you know that?"

Jiang Tianmao's hands trembled with anger, he couldn't figure out why Jiang Chen couldn't listen to such a simple truth after saying it so many times.

"I'm your father. I'm doing it for your own good. Why can't you listen?"

Jiang Tianmao got angry there, and the family dared not show their anger. Liu Feng asked the nanny to take Jiang Guo back to the room. Before Jiang Guo returned to the room, Jiang Guo told Jiang Tianmao: "Father, don't beat brother."

Jiang Chen was lazily leaning on the sofa and fiddling with the functional Nokia in his hand. He had no expression on his face. It was common to be scolded by Jiang Tianmao every time after the exam, and it was uncomfortable not to be scolded.

It's not that Jiang Chen has a tendency to be masochistic, but that he can find a delicate inner balance through Jiang Tianmao's anger.

Many boys have an inexplicable sense of admiration for their fathers when they were young, and Jiang Chen is no exception.

In his heart, his father is tall and mighty, and he can do everything. He hopes that when he grows up, he can become a person like his father, who can protect his mother and everyone in the family.

But after his mother died, Jiang Chen's world collapsed. He discovered from his mother's diary that the accident happened because his mother knew that Jiang Tianmao had an illegitimate child.

The young Jiang Chen went to question Jiang Tianmao, but Jiang Tianmao refused to admit it. Jiang Chen could not find any evidence to prove the truth of the incident, but his mother recorded that painful day in such detail in the diary.

One is the father he admires, and the other is his beloved mother. Jiang Chen doesn't know who to trust.

The illegitimate child was like a thorn stuck in Jiang Chen's throat, unable to move up or down.

Later, Jiang Tianmao married Liu Feng. Liu Feng's eyebrows and eyes resembled his mother's, Jiang Chen felt so disgusted.

Jiang Tianmao scolded for a long time, but seeing that Jiang Chen didn't react at all, he angrily picked up a pillow and threw it at Jiang Chen: "Did you listen to me?"

Jiang Chen caught the pillow in the air, stretched out his hand and flicked his earlobe: "Of course I heard it, my ears are callused, I have talked so much, drink some water quickly, Jiang Guo fucking, pour my dad a glass of water, I will serve first Take a rest, I'm tired."

After Jiang Chen finished speaking, he got up and planned to go upstairs. At this time, the door was opened, and Jiang Sining, who had just returned from the tutoring class, appeared at the entrance with his schoolbag on his back.

Seeing Jiang Suning, Jiang Chen became irritable for no reason.

Jiang Chen frowned. He thought that this inexplicable feeling should have improved a lot recently. After all, when they were in school, they shared the same space. Sometimes he could see Jiang Suning when he looked up, but in school This kind of irritability is not felt.

Of course, at school, his attention was all on Xueba, Xueba was too exhausting, he was too busy just dealing with him, and he didn't have the energy to think about other things.

Jiang Chen looked away and planned to go back to the room quickly to avoid Jiang Sining, but he heard Jiang Tianmao say from behind: "Look at Sining, this time he is the top five in the class again, I don't ask you too much, even if you Half of Kosning's score is fine."

"They all live in the same family, eat the same food, wear the same clothes, why is there such a big difference?"

The repressed feeling somewhere in his heart seemed to break out of the ground, and the grievances and suspicions in his heart caught Jiang Chen by surprise like a storm.

Like a typhoon roaring, mixed with unspeakable irritability and boredom, Jiang Chen roared uncontrollably: "If you think he is good, you can let him be your son. Do you think I want to be your son?"

"You..." Jiang Tianmao didn't expect Jiang Chen to say such words, and angrily walked around the living room looking for a feather duster, "You brat, I can't control you anymore...I..."

Jiang Tianmao couldn't find the feather duster, and before he finished speaking, there was a bang, and then Liu Feng screamed "Ah...", Jiang Tianmao turned around, and saw Jiang Chen holding the big vase next to the entrance. Kicked to the ground, the vase fell to pieces.

He even dared to smash things, Jiang Tianmao was furious: "Jiang Chen..."

Jiang Chen couldn't hear what Jiang Tianmao was saying, he picked up anything within reach and smashed it crazily.

Vases, murals, fruit plates, remote controls, Jiang Guo's toys, etc. In the end, Jiang Chen even overturned the coffee table in the living room.

Liu Feng huddled in a corner and didn't dare to move, for fear that Jiang Chen would beat her up with a wrong hand.

Seeing that Jiang Chen was so crazy, Jiang Tianmao and Jiang Sining stepped forward to stop him.

But Jiang Chen couldn't control it at all, he was venting crazily, he seemed to have all kinds of grievances and unwillingness in his heart, but he didn't know where these emotions came from, he needed to vent, he needed to vent...

Jiang Chen's eyes were red and he was out of control. He pushed Jiang Tianmao away, and the moment he saw Jiang Sining, he punched him without hesitation.

The sound of beating, roaring, and cursing filled the Jiang family's villa.

……

When everything was calm, Jiang Chen leaned against the corner and gasped for breath, as if he had experienced a catastrophe. Now he was weak and his mind was blank.

For a while I didn't know what just happened.

It took a long time for Jiang Chen to open his eyes. After focusing his eyes, he saw the mess in the house and the embarrassed Jiang Tianmao and Jiang Sining.

The clothes on the two of them were wrinkled, the summer school uniform shirt on Jiang Sining's chest was torn, and there was blood on the corner of his mouth, it looked like he had been beaten.

And almost everything in the house that could be smashed was smashed.

Jiang Chen looked down at himself, then at his hands, he didn't lose his memory, it was caused by his own hands.

Jiang Tianmao looked at Jiang Chen and calmed down his breathing. Instead of the anger just now, he asked cautiously, "Xiao Chen, do you have any discomfort?"

Xiao Chen?

Jiang Chen was confused for a moment.

It's been a long time since Jiang Tianmao called him that.

Jiang Tianmao frowned, and stepped forward to help Jiang Chen, but Jiang Chen hurriedly avoided his hand and stood up.

Jiang Chen looked at everything he had caused in front of him, and for a moment didn't know how to speak.

"Oh, my vase, my painting, my perfume..." Liu Feng looked at the fragments on the ground, sobbing and wanted to cry, "I didn't hire you, why did you pick my things and smash them?"

Jiang Chen rubbed his nose, it was rare that he didn't hate her.

"Okay, who told you not to put away your things." Jiang Tianmao waved his hands weakly, "Stop crying, call someone to clean up." He called his secretary and asked him to go to the furniture store to buy a coffee table send over.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Tianmao glanced at Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen rubbed his wrist, it hurts a little while ago.

Jiang Tianmao hesitated to speak, and finally sighed: "Forget it, clean up first, who, Xiaofeng, give Si Ning some medicine."

Hearing the words, Jiang Chen glanced at Jiang Sining's face, and coughed: "Then what, I stopped it just now, sorry."

"It's okay." Jiang Sining shook his head quickly, "You don't have to worry about it."

Jiang Chen wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything in the end, and went back to the bedroom holding his aching forehead.

The nanny and cleaning came to clean up the mess in the house, and Jiang Tianmao sat on the sofa and frowned, thinking about something.

Liu Feng leaned over and whispered, "Old Jiang, do you feel that Jiang Chen's mood is not right recently?"

"What do you want to say?" Jiang Tianmao glanced at her.

Liu Feng was a little guilty when he looked at him, but he still bit the bullet and said: "Although Jiang Chen was a mess in the past, he never did anything at home. Look now, even Si Ning has been beaten today. Think about it a few days ago." He got up in the middle of the night to chop meat and run, isn't it the spirit..."

Jiang Tianmao stared, Liu Feng quickly stopped: "I won't say anything, I won't say anything."

Liu Feng got up to instruct the nanny and the others to pack up, talking about how much money was thrown in, prodigal son and so on.

Jiang Tianmao was thoughtful. Although Liu Feng's words were ugly, they were not unreasonable. Could it be that he often persecuted Jiang Chen, so what happened to him?

Children are delicate these days, and every year they jump off the building due to the pressure...

But can his son's virtue be under pressure?

……

Jiang Chen lay on the bed, feeling extremely tired.

He didn't know what was wrong with him.

He didn't know where the nameless anger in his heart came from, and he didn't know what was the reason for his inexplicable hatred for Jiang Sining.

Could it be that because Jiang Tianmao was too kind to Jiang Suning, he always praised Jiang Suning and belittled him?

The complicated emotions in my heart are like a hemp rope.

Jiang Chen couldn't figure it out, he always felt that his self-control was pretty good, why is it always out of control now?

Jiang Chen fell asleep after thinking about it.

He had a dream. In the dream, he was in a strange house. The house was not big, it should have three bedrooms and one living room.

There is a large balcony in the house with a hanging chair and a small square table with steaming coffee on it.

There was one person sitting on the chair.

The man turned his back to him, and he could only see his feet in slippers, and the ankles under his straight suit pants were very white.

Looking at this scene, Jiang Chen felt that his inexplicable irritability just now disappeared, and his mood calmed down instantly.

It's a strange feeling that he has a sense of belonging here.

Jiang Chen stepped forward, wanting to see what the man looked like.

After all, it was a dream, and Jiang Chen was quite courageous. He walked to the hanging chair in a few steps, held the long chain on the hanging basket with both hands, and turned the hanging chair to face him.

The person on the hanging chair raised his eyes, and the two looked at each other.

With delicate eyebrows and cold expression, Jiang Chen was so frightened that he shivered.

Damn it, it turned out to be Yan Fei.

Xueba held the book in his hand and looked at him expressionlessly.

Jiang Chen swallowed, why couldn't he get rid of Yan Fei even in his dreams?

Who the hell is this trying to scare to death?

It's a dream, it's a dream.

Jiang Chen comforted himself, then closed his eyes, turned around and walked out, muttering something, this is a dream, it is a dream.

"Why did you only get [-] points in math?" Yan Fei's cold and even gloomy voice came from behind.

As soon as Jiang Chen's steps slipped, he sat up straight away.

As the sun was setting outside the window, Jiang Chen panted heavily. After calming down for a while, he wiped the sweat off his face and took the water glass on the table.

As soon as his hand touched the cup, Jiang Chen caught a glimpse of the alarm clock on the table out of the corner of his eye, and then stopped.

At 05:30 in the afternoon, he is about to go to the evening self-study.