The heartthrob green tea took the revenge abuse script

Lu Qingjiu introduced Jiang Lianchuan to Song Xiao's father, Song Yuangui.

Jiang Lianchuan asked to meet in person, Song Yuangui was not at home all year round, this time he had to catch a plane back for the first time.

Song Yuangui was gentle and courteous, and treated people kindly, but knowing that he was going to meet Jiang's family, he was extremely alert, and asked Lu Qingjiu worriedly: "How did the young master of the Jiang family win your trust?"

However, on the day of the visit, Jiang Lianchuan pushed Feng Yu who was in a wheelchair, took a stack of thick documents in his hand, nodded and smiled at Song Yuangui: "Uncle Song, I'm sorry, my phone is monitored, it's not convenient to talk, so I can only talk to you." Please come back. There are cameras in the house, and I memorized the information from memory and copied it by hand in a library when I went out."

"Let me introduce, this is my sister-in-law Feng Yu. She was sold to my brother by his parents in exchange when the Feng family was defeated. He was a dancer before. Well, he didn't show up because my brother didn't want others to know. Who broke his leg."

"Oh, actually, I don't know if anyone is watching when I go out today. It's not easy to keep an eye on with a wheelchair. If you're worried..."

Feng Yu has an orchid temperament, and was once a well-known young dancer who was hard to find.When I was young, my parents exchanged commercial benefits with a brutal person, and was imprisoned in a cage by the Jiang family for two years, ruining my dancing career for the rest of my life...

Song Yuangui, who was stunned by the wind and rain, suddenly interrupted: "...it's okay, children, thanks for your hard work."

Lu Qingjiu looked at Song Yuangui with an unbearable expression on his face, relying on the impression in his memory, he knew that his father's love was about to overflow.

Sure enough, regardless of Song Xiao's obstruction, he insisted on staying with Jiang Lianchuan and Feng Yu for dinner to feel the warmth of home.

The two guests came for a few hours, and they didn't talk about business at all, they were eating and chatting.Lu Qingjiu stared dumbfounded at Song Yuangui who had been asking his servants to add food to Jiang Lianchuan and Feng Yu, gossiping about family affairs, as if he already had two more sons.

When saying goodbye, Jiang Lianchuan avoided Song Xiao's ears and talked to Lu Qingjiu alone: ​​"Don't get too entangled."

Lu Qingjiu was distracted again, and his whole body twisted: "...I'm obviously fine."

"You like each other, why are you both in such pain? If I were a computer, the thoughts read from your faces would be enough to make me crash and restart."

Lu Qingjiu thumped in his heart: "Why is Ah Xiao in pain?"

Jiang Lianchuan froze for a moment, and then showed his signature smirk with poor acting skills: "Oh, I don't want to tell you this, why don't you ask another question?"

"...Then why are you talking about it!"

Before Second Young Master Jiang could hold back a few words, Song Xiao walked over, took Lu Qingjiu into his arms, and cast a cold look: "Walk slowly."

Feng Yu sighed helplessly beside him, and whispered, "A Chuan, it's hard to meet him, why can't you fight for yourself?"

Jiang Lianchuan pushed the wheelchair for him, and said with a smile, "What's the difference between sowing discord and poaching corners? I'll just skip what my brother does every day."

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Song Yuangui was able to greet others with a smile, but he didn't seem to know how to face his own son.

Once Jiang Lianchuan and Feng Yu left, the room became deserted.

Lu Qingjiu's doubts from last night to the present have gradually expanded.

In his memory, Song Yuangui and Song Xiao rarely met each other, but every time they were very close.When they mentioned each other, their eyes were full of pride.

He was thinking about avoiding suspicion, but Song Yuangui stopped him: "Ajiu, do you want the Jiang family to pay the price they deserve?"

Of course, otherwise, who would I ask for the confusion of waking up from nightmares countless times in the past three years?

But Lu Qingjiu looked at Song Xiao's solemn and cold face, as if a heavy stone weighed on his heart.

"I brought Jiang Ershao to meet you just to give you a choice..." Lu Qingjiu struggled to hold back his sadness, "You decide, I have no right to intervene."

Song Yuangui's calm expression also added sadness, as if he had taken his sadness as his own.

"Your parents and I are like-minded, and they don't bother to use any low-level means to pursue fame and fortune. I used to think that I had a clear conscience and kept my own place. I just needed to live up to my conscience. Until three years ago, A Xiao cried and asked me why Uncle Lu and A good person like Aunt Kang has no rewards, why the Jiang family can step on other people's lives to rise to power with peace of mind... But I can't answer."

The wound was slowly torn open by the elder's gentle tone, Lu Qingjiu felt that his soul would be torn apart by the past described in Song Yuangui's words.

Not for the tragedies that reappear in my own nightmares over and over again.

It was the heart-piercing young man in the scene of a few words.

"Uncle Song... Is that when Ah Xiao first came into contact with the family business?"

Song Xiao looked up in astonishment, before he wanted to say something, Song Yuangui had already answered for him.

"After your mother left, he took the initiative to get in touch... Ah Xiao wanted to avenge you, so your affairs are our affairs, and there is no need to draw any boundaries."

Song Yuangui taught Song Xiao so much beauty and kindness, why would he want the child to become cruel?

More than three years ago, Lu Qingjiu taught Song Xiao to fight back against those who isolated him.Song Xiao did as he did, but did not continue to entangle with those people, and was still immersed in his own music world.

I have been bored for several days, holding a guitar and a sheet music, bending the corners of my eyes, the immature childish voice is full of anticipation: Senior, I wrote a song for you.

After a long time, when Lu Qingjiu, whose family was ruined, remembered that melody, he would feel grateful for the gift of creation.

If a person can write such a brisk and beautiful melody after being bullied, then he will be a dazzling pearl in his life, and no dust can get close to him.

How could it be infected with intrigue?

How could there be a thorn in his heart that he didn't know when and where, causing him pain beyond recognition?

Lu Qingjiu looked at Song Xiao, Song Xiao gritted his teeth, and remained silent until Song Yuan returned to the study, and only the two of them were left looking at each other in the huge living room.

"Brother, don't listen to my father's nonsense. I... I want to take over the family business early, and it has nothing to do with you."

Song Xiao hugged him tightly, his arms were embedded in his thin body, and the force had penetrated the skin to oppress the thin skeleton.

"It turns out that I really dragged you down."

"Brother, don't think like this... If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to get out when they bullied me."

Lu Qingjiu suddenly couldn't hear or see anything, only the strength of his body locked him, which made him almost suffocate.

He closed his eyes silently, but there was no venting of tears, no joy of wailing, just a long-lasting, deep and long-lasting pain, which penetrated his internal organs, covered his skin, and engulfed his entire body. The human emptiness has become a precarious shelf.

"When two people fall in love, they want to get better together...but what can I bring you?"

Song Xiao had never seen such empty eyes from Lu Qingjiu, so he could only hug him, stroke his back over and over again, and give him some warmth.But his body was very cold, no matter how he tried to get rid of his body temperature, it was futile.

"Brother, leave everything to me. Don't listen, don't look, and don't think about it... When everything is over, we will be very happy. These things are not worth worrying about..."

"I also once thought that these things are not worthy of your attention." Lu Qingjiu panted in pain, his voice trembling, "Brother will spend this time with you in the end, and when everything is over, let's separate."

"what are you saying?!"

"Brother is too cowardly to face you." Lu Qingjiu didn't have the strength to push him away, nor did he struggle, only calm and indifferent, "A Xiao...in the future, I will find someone who can make you forget these hatreds and make your life easier." Simpler people."

Song Xiao held his shoulder and looked straight into his eyes.

He knows Lu Qingjiu too well, the more sad he is, the more he will push him away.

In the face of pretended indifference, only rampant stalking will work.

Song Xiao slowly made up his mind that he would continue to be a bad guy who sprinkled salt on his wounds.

"It's you who made me like this, how can you get rid of me?"

His words obviously evoked Lu Qingjiu's deepest pain. The person who couldn't cry was suddenly stabbed by him, his shoulders trembled, as if he had finally found an outlet for his emotions, tears slowly fell down.

The pain can actually make Lu Qingjiu's empty eyes ignite a cluster of light.

"Brother, how can I love others? I have been taught badly by my brother, and I will definitely treat that person badly." Under Lu Qingjiu's painful gaze, Song Xiao counted each other's crimes one by one, " You see, I was instigated by you when I was in high school for the first time, and gradually became cruel because of you, punishing those people with an eye for an eye is also to find justice for you, and now I want to seek revenge for you from the Jiang family."

"Don't say any more..."

"Do you think I'm always calculating every day, always thinking about how to harm others? Isn't it for you? If it's my own business, I won't be merciless at all, and I must put the other party to death."

Lu Qingjiu's eyes were covered with tiny reddish blood, and he said in a trembling voice, "I'm sorry..."

"Brother, you have to be responsible to me. I won't let you go easily until you turn me back into a good person."

Lu Qingjiu was already panicked, and just said "I'm sorry" over and over again, but he didn't refuse his hand, nor resisted his hug, and even asked for a kiss cautiously.

Lu Qingjiu, who was full of guilt, was extraordinarily obedient today, until he was carried back to the bedroom by Song Xiao, he didn't dare to resist.

Song Xiao knew that under his soft and well-behaved shell, his heart was broken and he blamed himself to the extreme.

How long can the relationship hooked by Lu Qingjiu's internal friction of self-blame last?

he does not know.

Even after Lu Singjiu became more and more tired, he might still take the initiative to leave him.

He just thought silently: I'm sorry, brother, I made you sad again.

On the day you stop shouting and leave me, I will make it up to you.