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There was a deathly silence all around, and the veins were exposed on the wrist that was holding on to the door tightly, and the man's voice was hoarse, as if it was rubbed on sandpaper.

He didn't lie to Wu Chu.

He is indeed the illegitimate son of the Shen family.

Those dark and dirty tones filled almost all of Shen Qiuze's childhood. Whether it was before returning to Shen's house or after returning to Shen's house, it was just going from one hell to another for the young him.

That huge and decaying family has festered from the bottom of its bones, and the people inside are just wearing human skins and doing what animals would do.And his mistress mother, who had nothing but a beautiful skin, sold him to this cannibalistic family for a few luxuries, smoking cigarettes and smiling with blurred eyes.

No one knew how he got here in those days, the worst time was when he was dragged by the young master of the Shen family for more than 20 meters in the car, and he was drenched in blood and dying, Shen Qiuze thought, he had to endure it.

He endured it for more than ten years, watching this huge and corrupt family disintegrate bit by bit with a cold eye, with deep hatred in his bones. up.

The one he called Uncle, who hugged him out of the dark confinement room and called him Qiu Ze with a smile.

died.

The eyes of the man bent over and covering his abdomen turned red, and the bones of his fingers holding on to the door turned white, as if once he remembered the name, the piece of carrion on the other end would be so painful that it would burst open.

He locked the bloody fangs of the beast in his heart that was roaring and tearing from the pain in his heart, almost suppressing the urge to escape wildly, and slowly hoarse towards the person in front of him, "I never put Treat yourself as a member of the Shen family."

The pain in the abdomen seemed to spread into a burning sensation, binding the body tightly to the scorching flames. The topic that was kept silent by others in the past, the piece of carrion that even Shen Qiuze dared not touch, was now covered by him. The bloody gash was torn open abruptly.

Shen Qiuze knew that he was twisted and paranoid in his bones, and it was extremely easy to go from one extreme to another, just like Shen Yushang.

After Shen Yu's death, he frantically searched for those who were somewhat similar to Shen Yu, whether they were greedy for wealth or wealth, like drinking poison to quench thirst, knowing that it would continue to deteriorate, but still chose to indulge in those people. People are looking for Shen Yu's shadow.

Shen Qiuze bowed his body and said in a hoarse voice: "I lied to you because I was afraid that you would not like the people in that circle."

The boy who stopped in front of the gate didn't speak, just flicked the cigarette ash with his eyes lowered.

His back looks straight, exuding vigorous youthful strength, as if alive like wheat seedlings in spring, Shen Qiuze knew that the boy's eyes were wildly sharp like clusters of fire, hot enough to make him My heart trembled.

Wu Chu is not like Shen Yu.

Not only do they not look like each other, they are even different in character, one is reckless and unruly, the other is tolerant and gentle, but Wu Chu doesn't need to be like Shen Yu.

Shen Qiuze used to think that those substitutes had to look like substitutes, they had to be obedient and obedient, they had to take the initiative to imitate Shen Yu in order to get his eyes or favor, and they had to be careful not to touch his restricted area.

But Wu Chu was different from those people, he never had to have slightly long black hair like Shen Yu, nor did he have to imitate Shen Yu's tone of voice and smile, nor did he have to carefully consider his thoughts like Zhang Huaiyuan.

In the past two years, Wu Chu has always been Wu Chu in his mind, not Shen Yu's gentle and refined appearance.

He was able to calmly watch Zhang Huaiyuan figure out and test Shen Yu's position in his heart step by step, and even allowed those substitutes to know his existence, but Wu Chu couldn't.

His distorted heart almost seemed to have some kind of protective mechanism, and he treated Wu Chu and the piece of carrion in his heart with a sharp attitude of extreme resistance.

In his heart, Wu Chu couldn't even touch that piece of rotten flesh.

Why on earth did he resist Wu Chu with such a sharp attitude of extreme resistance?

Was it because Wu Chu was afraid that just standing in front of him without mentioning Shen Yu would be able to forcefully pry open the carrion in his heart and replace it?

Then what is he begging for now with a trembling voice actively tearing open the bloody wound?

Haven't you already willingly accepted that the decayed and old memories will lifelessly drag you down and sink you?Wasn't it already waiting to die quietly in the suffocating void and chained in the dark and damp mire?

Why do you want to send out a signal like calling for help, and follow the boy in front of you to tear open your bloody wound bit by bit, trying to beg for that little bit of vitality to come back?

Didn't you push it away with your own hands?Why now, after discovering that there are other people beside Wu Chu, is he biting his own wound like crazy, sending out a weak signal for help like a dying beast?

Shen Qiuze's face was pale, his eyes drooped, his lips moved and he said hoarsely: "I left because I was afraid that you would find out."

Distorting all the facts, using countless lies to pile up a truth, even if the truth is crumbling, but in today's chaos, it is like a life-saving straw that can revive people.

As if echoing the words of the pale-faced Chu E in the back garden of the Chu family, one lie after another piled up a precarious truth.

But Wu Chu, who was standing in front of the gate, only left one sentence in the lingering smoke: "Have you finished?"

The fingers that were firmly blocked in front of the gate turned white, and the pale man bent his back, calmly grinding out a low response from his throat.

Immediately afterwards, the door was abruptly opened by Wu Chu, and the boy who watched the man coldly opened the door and walked out without looking back.

Surrounded by death-like silence, the man with the bent back was pale. He knelt down clutching the shoe cabinet in the entrance very slowly and almost collapsed, with severe burning pain in his abdomen.He curled up on the ground, the darkness engulfed him like a nightmare, trembling with cold, thinking of death.

Like Shen Yu leaving in every silent nightmare, the hideous wound on his wrist was aching faintly. Shen Qiuze who was curled up on the ground looked very quiet, as if sending out a weak distress signal but still could only wait calmly in the long silence Dead beasts in general.

"boom."

There was a loud bang, the door was roughly pushed open, and the light in the living room was turned on. Wu Chu, who was carrying a few boxes of medicine, squatted on the ground, looking a little cold. He stared at Shen Qiuze who was curled up on the ground, and stretched out his hand to touch it. Touched Shen Qiuze, who was covered in cold sweat.

The person curled up on the ground seemed a little dull, as if he hadn't reacted. He covered his forehead with a warm palm, and heard Wu Chu's voice say indifferently: "Who will show me half dead?"

In the next second, Wu Chu picked up the half-dead man, easily threw the man on the sofa, knelt on the sofa with one knee, frowned, pinched Shen Qiuze's face with one hand and shook it left and right, saying, "It's so ugly."

Shen Qiuze leaned on the soft sofa, his blurred vision gradually became clear when the lights in the living room suddenly turned on, a warm hand was roughly placed on his cold and pale forehead, a cut was made at the corner of his mouth, It looked a little embarrassed.

In sight was a boy in short sleeves, with short hair and a cold brow, who was lowering his head and unpacking a cotton swab bought from a pharmacy.

The person on the sofa with a pale face covered in cold sweat was very quiet, Wu Chu pinched Shen Qiuze's face with one hand: "Turn your head a little bit."

The pale-faced Shen Qiuze moved his eyes, tilted his head slightly, and heard Wu Chu apply the medicine on him and said calmly: "Apart from this, is there anyone else who lied to me?"

Shen Qiuze's eyelashes trembled, as if he was holding on to the life-saving straw in the crumbling truth, his difficult lips moved and he said calmly: "No more."

There will be no more.

Even if there is, it is impossible for him to let Wu Chu know like today.

The cut corner of his mouth felt hot and stinging. The pale-faced Shen Qiuze was very quiet. He lowered his eyes and looked at Wu Chu who was treating the wound for him in a daze.

Unlike Shen Yu's eyes, Wu Chu's outer corners seemed to be raised slightly, showing wanton flamboyance, and his pupils were also black and white.

The corners of his lips looked a bit like Shen Yu's, but Shen Yu's mouth was always curved, looking gentle and elegant, but Wu Chu's lips were always pursed, looking cold and hard.

The smiling person in the memory was gradually replaced by the person watching him and treating his wound. His heart was throbbing and tearing, but he remained motionless and did not resist as sharply as before.

Wu Chu gently pressed the cotton swab on the corner of Shen Qiuze's mouth who was sitting on the sofa, and he whispered: "I don't care what your reason for disappearing without saying a word is."

"But Shen Qiuze, remember it for me, and I will forgive you this time."

He couldn't describe in words what kind of mental state Shen Qiuze was in with his trembling voice, he just seemed to hear Shen Qiuze say in front of him, save him, pull him back, he doesn't want to die.

The crumbling and disintegrating state made the weak cry for help louder and louder, as if it was a weak call for help from a person who was about to drown in the deep sea.

save him.

Give him a hand.

Shen Qiuze on the sofa didn't speak, Wu Chu poked the cotton swab in the garbage and said calmly, "I don't know what you've been through."

"Why do I always have nightmares and tremble all over when I sleep in a hotel?"

"But Shen Qiuze, I will only forgive you once, and you will remember it for me."

Concealing his identity and deceiving him for two years was his greatest connivance to Shen Qiuze, and it was also the greatest connivance to that Shen Qiuze who seemed about to fall apart.

The person on the sofa pursed his pale lips and nodded slowly, like some kind of animal curled up in a corner, not daring to move.

The surrounding was very quiet, Wu Chu said to Shen Qiuze who was on the sofa after applying the medicine, "Raise your left hand."

Shen Qiuze, who was downcast, raised his left hand slowly, and then heard the boy continue: "Raise your right hand."

Shen Qiuze, who followed quietly, finally saw the boy kiss him on the forehead in satisfaction, as if rewarding an obedient child.

Shen Qiuze had been kissed many times, and when those people who came and went kissed him, no one was like the person in front of him.

So clean without the slightest emotion.

He heard Wu Chu in front of him say to him in a bad tone: "Don't embarrass me."

Shen Qiuze raised his head, and while listening to Wu Chu muttering that you took advantage, his throat moved.

Wu Chu looked at Shen Qiuze in front of him as if he wanted to reach out to hug him, he pressed his shoulders and raised his eyebrows and said, "What are you talking about, we have already broken up."

Shen Qiuze was a little taken aback.

Wu Chu said slowly, as if teasing the person in front of him with some kind of bad taste: "You mentioned it yourself, don't make trouble in front of me pitifully."