Dressed as a villain's brother

"How do you know it's for you?" He Jin pursed her lips, and changed her hands into grips.

Because the grip was not firm, the blunt other end dangled in mid-air.

"Of course I hope not." Cheng Ci'an put down his black-rimmed glasses with one hand, still showing a gentle and non-aggressive look, "Go on board."

He sat upright, "I don't know how to drive this boat, the front seat is reserved for you."

He Jin glanced at the hull with very little room for movement, and stepped under the swaying canopy.

The clouds have accumulated thickly, but the summer wind is still gentle.

Only when you pass by a certain green shade or a dark bridge hole, you can feel a little cold from the place close to the water.

In the summer heat of the three volts, such moments can actually make people quite comfortable.

Especially this is the afternoon, the sleepy afternoon.

He Jin pressed the automatic button and ignored it, only occasionally adjusting the direction.

Many people take this kind of pedal electric dual-purpose park cruise ship, in order to enhance the experience, they will step on the pedals a few times.

But he can't be in this mood now.

He Jin looked at the clouds that were getting lower and lower in the sky, and leaned back from the corner of his eye.

The propeller on the side of the boat stirred up the water.

Half of the hum of the engine's work surrounds the ship, and half is drowned in the water.

Cheng Ci'an looked quite leisurely, bent over and stretched out his hand to paddle in the water a few times, the soft trickling sound was clear and pleasant.

Obviously the atmosphere inside the ship was very stagnant.

"You know what I want from you." He Jin ground his molars irritably, and stated.

Cheng Ci'an withdrew his hand and did not respond.

But He Jin could feel that he was looking at her.

It took two seconds - the time was dragged by the chaotic thoughts, and He Jin heard him speak.

"Fu Rongjie also contacted me." Cheng Ci'an leaned against the small window on the side of the boat, and said to himself, "He said he wanted to talk alone, but I don't want to see him."

He looked down at the few leaves floating on the water, "If I wasn't afraid that he would make a big fuss, I wouldn't have come to see you at this time."

He pulled his lips and looked back, "I don't have any ill feeling towards you, you are really likable. But I don't like this..."

Before He Jin could understand what he was referring to, a hand suddenly slanted out from the side——

Cheng Ci'an leaned forward, yanked out the baseball bag that He Jin had put at his feet, raised his hand and threw it out after a short breath.

The thud of hitting the surface of the water was deafening, and the water splashed in all directions, causing ripples in the surrounding area.

He Jin didn't have time to stop him, so he looked at him coldly.

Cheng Ci'an shrugged, "You can't use it."

This is such a small place on a boat.

He Jin closed her eyelids halfway, and sneered, "Okay."

He didn't seem to be angry at all.

"Can you talk now?" He Jin turned his head and looked at the approaching water ahead, "What you did, and your motivation."

He didn't come here to beat people up.

"I knew you wanted to ask." Cheng Ci'an leaned back, "After all, I advised you to break up last week, and I told you about your relationship in the company. You must think that I am not a good person, and it is normal to doubt me."

"But you don't have evidence?" Cheng Ci'an spread his hands.

He Jin paused for a second, and whispered in the wind, "I saw the chat records between you and Zhang Yuan."

When he was looking through the club group chat yesterday, he found that Cheng Ci'an was among them.

Club activities will be notified in the group chat, and Cheng Ci'an's understanding of the movements of the participants is one of the reasons for his suspicion.

He accidentally clicked on the chat page between Zhang Yuan and Cheng Ci'an, and found that Zhang Yuan and Cheng Ci'an had complained about the danger of that mountain road.

Until now, Zhang Yuan probably didn't doubt Process Ci'an.

"You just finished volunteering in the community at the foot of Xishan Mountain at noon yesterday, so you have time to start, right?" He Jin continued.

He didn't look back, only paying attention to the slight sound in the wind blowing by his ears.

After a while, I heard Cheng Ci'an moving, the sound of cloth rubbing against the ship's wall, and the clang of beads hitting the ship's wall.

But at this time ahead, if the direction is not turned in time, the bow of the ship will hit a wet stone wall one meter higher than the hull.

At the moment Cheng Ci'an suddenly bowed his hand and reached for the phone from the pocket of his loose jacket, He Jin turned off the boat's start button, and at the same time quickly clamped Cheng Ci'an's wrist with his other hand.

The cruise ship lost power and slowed down. After hitting the rock wall slowly, it bounced back quickly in the opposite direction, spinning slowly on the lake.

The moment of collision, taking advantage of the vibration of the ship, He Jin snatched back the phone, turned around and grabbed Cheng Ci'an firmly.

Compared with his calm expression, Cheng Ci'an was terrified for a few seconds before regaining his senses, and his shrunken pupils had not yet returned to their original state.

After a few seconds, his voice was a little hoarse as if he lacked water, "...Don't be so nervous, since I'm here, I just want to have a good chat."

He added, "I'm not afraid that you recorded the audio."

He Jin snorted coldly, "I thought you wanted to go into the water to cool off."

Cheng Ci'an looked at him, then glanced at his imprisoned hands, and suddenly coughed with a smile, "...you are so fierce, it turns out that Fu Rongjie likes this."

He Jin gave him a white look, let go, and opened the recording page on the phone to show him, "Look, there is no recording."

Then he sneered and said, "If you're worried, you can check to see if I have a recording device on me."

Cheng Ci'an's eyes slid down from his mobile phone screen and landed on his fair face.

He suddenly slumped his shoulders, "Forget it, if I touch you again, Fu Rongjie will come to me with a knife."

"..." He Jin put the phone back, "Why didn't you worry about this yesterday."

Cheng Ci'an said in a slow tone, "Why were you worried yesterday? As I said, you have no evidence, even if you call the police, it's useless. I have time to do it, and so does the uncle who walked down the mountain. This cannot be called evidence. There is no surveillance around there. , Fu Rongjie may not be the only person passing through that section of the mountain road... What's more, he is fine."

If Zhang Yuan didn't hide it from him.

"What if he has something to do?" He Jin sarcastically asked.

"No." Cheng Ci'an was sure of this, "He rode very carefully and learned a lot of protection methods."

He Jin knew that this was an admission in disguise.

He admitted it, but he was so indifferent as to mention a trivial matter.

But can it be a small thing?

In the boat that gradually stopped turning, He Jin finally couldn't hold back his anger and turned his head, "Then what are you doing, you care about him even though you've worked so hard to hurt him?"

Cheng Ci'an propped his elbows on his knees, and said in a helpless tone, "At least we used to be friends."

He Jin couldn't understand, and looked at Cheng Ci'an like a madman.

The word "friend" smacks of falsehood.

"Why is he sorry for you?" He Jin frowned.

He deliberately threw a reason to the other party to defend, "Just because he fired you two days ago?"

After all, before he was fired, Cheng Ci'an's behavior had already confused him.

"I'm not so narrow-minded." Cheng Ci'an regained his composure, "What's more, I planned to resign. If you don't believe me, you can go to the drafts on my desk under the documents. There is a resignation application form inside. .”

He laughed, "It's just that I didn't expect that his reaction was bigger than I expected that day, and he fired me directly."

It's like tearing your face apart.

He Jin just looked at him, keeping his expression on.

"I really hate Fu Rongjie." In the brief silence, Cheng Ci'an said, "From the moment he agreed to the acquisition of the studio."

He Jin was taken aback for a moment, recalling the dispute Fu Rongjie had told him, and lowered his brows.

"That's when I found out that he is Boren's young son, so of course he would agree to Weidu's acquisition of the studio, even if I and several other people are not willing." Cheng Ci'an's voice gradually tinged with the temperature of memories, so light as Whispered, but the tone was disgusted, "We can't be the masters, we can only watch the project we worked on together be handed over to others."

He Jin was a little surprised by his words, "Obviously you quit the team yourself."

Cheng Ci'an immediately interrupted him, speaking quickly, "I also moved into the Weidu building at first, but I couldn't stay any longer... You don't understand, it's completely changed, Weidu was eager for quick success and only wanted to make money. , It is different from the core value we have been pursuing! The product has been changed several times beyond recognition... At that time, not only me, but two people also left together.”

He Jin questioned, "Then there's no need to hate him. The studio belongs to him. You should have gotten the money you deserved."

Cheng Ci'an glanced at him, "You think this can be forgiven, okay... I went back to my company for an internship in my senior year, but before I stayed for two months, the company was suppressed and bankrupt by Boren. How do you count?"

"...Are you sure it's not legal competition? Just say suppression." He Jin looked back coldly, "Even if it was suppression, it was the work of the Fu family. What does it have to do with Fu Rongjie?"

He could have stayed away from Fu Rongjie from now on, but he just came back.

Cheng Ci'an grinned his lips, "Yes, it's our fault that our arms can't twist our thighs, but who gave him the surname Fu?"

He bears grudges together, what's the problem?

"I came back just to see how he is doing now." Cheng Ci'an began to twist the beads on his wrist, the rhythm fluctuated from fast to slow, "If life is not so good, I will be happier."

He Jin rolled his eyes.

Is this the reason why Cheng Ci'an had sowed discord between them before and rumored that they were in love?

"...But he started to compete again. I know he has a high chance of winning." Cheng Ci'an paused as if tired, "Zhang Yuan said that he is the most likely winner of the club, followed by Zhang Yuan. But I would rather Zhang Yuan win the award."

"He has a very smooth life, and Zhang Yuan is much more pitiful than him. Brother Zhang's family is very poor, and he worked hard on his own. He was scolded by the boss and his colleagues wore small shoes in the company, so he can find happiness in the club." Cheng Ci An raised his eyelids, "Do you understand what I mean? Brother Zhang's physical fitness has declined. This may be his last competition. I hope he is the one who wins the prize."

So Fu Rongjie had better not participate in the competition.

Even if you go, don't win the prize.

He Jin stared at him without saying a word, and taunted after hearing this: "Then do you know that Fu Rongjie promised me that this is also his last competition?"

It's just that he made compromises and concessions later.

If he didn't, and Fu Rongjie happened to be seriously injured, he would miss the last chance to compete.

"...He's the last time too?" Cheng Ci'an unconsciously repeated it, a little stunned, "He told you that?"

"You don't know?" He Jin frowned.

It's rare that only Lan Cong knew about it by mistake.

"Why?" Cheng Ci'an shook his head and thought, "In order not to worry you? He obviously likes you so stubbornly...but he chose you..."

He kept talking to himself, "It's not surprising...he may have liked you for a longer time..."

He Jin was a little confused, "What's longer?"

Cheng Ci looked up at him abruptly, as if he had woken up, "Oh, I forgot, he probably didn't tell you?...I seem to have told you that he has a crush on someone for several years."

He smiled, and his brows and eyes were a little soft, "Nothing I told you is false. I don't like to lie, and I never lie. Many people like to deceive themselves, but I like to be frank. Just be honest.”

When he said this, he kept turning the bead string in his hand, making a beeping sound.

It was only then that He Jin noticed that his string of beads looked like sandalwood, with a piece of shiny and delicate white jade pendant.

"To be honest. I didn't dislike him so much before. I really made friends with him." Cheng Ci'an frowned and recalled, "Although he can do everything well, it's not bad to have someone he can't love. Pitiful."

He Jin listened intently, he suddenly had a very strange premonition.

"I came back this time and found you by his side. I thought he had given up his obsession and liked someone else, so I laughed at him from the bottom of my heart..."

How can there be any deep love, it is really outrageously fake.

he thought.

"But guess what?" Cheng Ci'an thumped his knees twice, laughing with a suppressed voice, "He gave you the pen engraved with HJ, right? After a period of time, you have to put it back and save it. You are actually the person he has always wanted..."

They got together so smoothly.

He Jin was a little dazed, unable to tell whether his words were true or not.

"According to my estimate, he has had a crush on you since high school." Cheng Ci'an looked at him calmly, "Do you know why his WeChat name is 'Jia'? He changed it when he was in his junior year. He first Playing mountain bikes is also very crazy. Once I fell down and hurt my head, concussion, and I couldn’t remember many things for a few days. During that time, his desktop wallpaper was you. I guess he was afraid that he would forget. I I happened to see the phone he turned on and found out that he had a crush, but then I couldn't remember his face..."

Otherwise, he would have recognized He Jin earlier.

Cheng Ci'an was triumphant as if revealing the secret, "I'm still wondering why the nickname is 'Jia'. I knew it when I saw your nickname... He actually has such a nasty time."

He Jin lost his mind and remained motionless.

The amount of information is too large, and he won't be able to receive it for a while.

But Cheng Ci'an doesn't seem to be talking nonsense, he has a reason for everything.

Everything seemed conclusive and absurd.

Before Fu Rongjie reunited with him, it was obviously just an ordinary relationship.

They don't see much, and less and less every year.

Even in college, he didn't remember seeing him.

Talking to him now that Fu Rongjie has liked him for a long time, it sounds like a fantasy.

"Seriously speaking..."

He Jin came back to his senses and looked at Cheng Ci'an who spoke.

"You are actually smoother than him." Cheng Ci'an mocked, "Good things, good people, you get them without much effort."

"..." He Jin couldn't help retorting, "My friend and I have also failed in starting a business, otherwise we wouldn't have returned to the Imperial Capital."

Cheng Ci'an was taken aback.

He Jin took the opportunity to ask, "What do you mean by what you just said? If you want to deceive me, you have to speak decently. If it's what you said, why didn't he tell me?"

Cheng Ci'an glanced at him, "You should ask him that. Before he really gets something, it is impossible for him to fully confess himself."

He laughed sarcastically, "It makes him look like he can do everything with ease, but he is actually worried about gains and losses."

He Jin frowned, "It's as if you know him well."

Cheng Ci'an shrugged, "Of course I know him better than you. To be honest, you don't know what kind of person he is. You said that the collapse of my company was the problem of the Fu family, but he is not much better. That it."

Seeing the disbelief on He Jin's face, he snorted, "Let's put it this way. My family has a distant relative, surnamed Ni, who moved from Huailin a few years ago... that is Boren's headquarters, which is also your hometown, to the coast. I can't get along."

Cheng Ci'an fiddled with the white jade pendant, "I happened to meet his son last year and found out that it was the young son of the Fu family who bravely helped the students at the same school. He made them slap their butts and leave after a phone call. "

"You say such a person..." Cheng Ci'an looked up at He Jin, "Could he be a good person?"

He Jin gradually became agitated in his eyes.

He followed Cheng Ci'an's words and thought of such a person.

——Ni Yihang who once led He Yu down.

If you guess correctly.

He remembered that the family moved out of Huailin before the winter vacation of his third year of high school, and went to other places to start a company to do business.

It went fast and ended neatly.

He Jin had doubts, after all, the original article said that Ni Yihang would transfer to another school and leave in the second year.

But he didn't think about it.

Now he doesn't even dare to recall carefully and speculate why Fu Rongjie did this, and for whom he did it.

One dusty past after another went straight to his heart, and what he heard one after another was more unbelievable than one sentence.

He Jin's thoughts were confused, and he even confused the reason why he came to Cheng Ci'an.

He gritted his teeth and pulled out a random question to get himself back on track.

"I still have a question..." he said, "Most people will do some tricks on the car. Why did you take the trouble to run to such a steep place?"

Cheng Ci'an was stunned, but he also answered, "I thought about it, but he just had a tire puncture and leaked the day before, so he went back to repair the tire and checked the parts again, so it's not easy to start."

causing him to change his plans.

Cheng Ci'an tilted his head, "Look, he's just so smooth..."

Unlike him, there is nothing he likes.

That's why he can't understand him.

Why should the poor not hate the rich?

"That's enough." He Jin interrupted him in disgust, and looked over, "You still say you know him very well, but how much effort has he put in behind the scenes and you're blind by choice?"

Some time ago, when he had a conflict with Fu Rongjie, because he wanted to resolve it and understand, he asked Qi Sichu, who had always had a good relationship with his junior.

"Mountain bike, I think it's better for you to support him." Qi Sichu said, "It's actually rare for him to pursue what he really wants."

"Before and after the death of Mr. Fu, Bo Ren was so chaotic. He also went to the muddy water at a young age for his mother and his father's last wish. It was really no joke. If he was not careful, he would be swallowed by those directors. There are no bones left, and he has no father to protect him."

"Hahaha, I exaggerated... Fortunately, the result is not bad."

Cheng Ci'an didn't speak any more.

He Jin didn't want to argue with him about this matter, so he closed his eyes a little, turned around and faced the bow of the boat, "What do you plan to do after you leave Weidu?"

There was no reply for a long time.

The hull swayed slowly in the dim sky.

A gust of wind blows off many green leaves and slides across the water.

A few flakes drifted into the canopy and landed on the edge of the seats.

"I was moving today... I still have some savings, and I plan to go out to play for a while, and I won't be in touch with you again." Cheng Ci'an stopped his hand twisting the sandalwood beads, and put the bracelet back on his wrist, "Don't Expect me to apologize, and you have no proof."

The wind swirled on the shore and stopped again.

Cheng Ci'an seemed to be exhausted, and said softly, "Go back, the water is cold."

He Jin was silent for a moment, then pressed the start button, and the shuttle turned around.

The boat docked quickly.

He Jin unfastened his life jacket, and took the lead in stepping out from under the canopy.

The staff came to tie the fixed rope and left again.

He Jin turned around and looked inside the boat.

Cheng Ci'an raised his step, "I said so much just now, do you understand now? Anyway, I have no regrets in my heart."

He came to tell He Jin these things because he wanted to prove that he was open and frank, and there was nothing he couldn't say.

He knew he was extremely resentful.

And he just did what he wanted to do before, to untangle his heart.

He even helped Fu Rongjie break out of his secret love by the way, which was considered a good deed.

"I understand." He Jin lowered his eyelashes and squinted at him, "But so what."

As the last word fell to the ground, without any warning, He Jin suddenly raised his knee and kicked him back into the boat.

The boat swayed violently a few times and floated outward with force, then was pulled back to the shore abruptly by the rope.

He heard Cheng Ci'an's painful snort.

"Who do you think you are?"

"Do you dare to trouble him?"

He Jin was already full of anger, and his voice was trembling with anger when he spoke.

He Jin squatted down, stretched out his hand and grabbed the unprepared Cheng Ci'an's collar, grasping hard with his distinct finger bones, "You still say you know him? Let me tell you clearly, you don't know him, nor me... you think I have no temper, or have I been friends with Fu Rongjie for too long, and I have forgotten what he looks like to others?"

If Fu Rongjie hadn't been vengeful, how could the He Yu family in the original text be so miserable.

Mingming Cheng Ji'an just said that Fu Rongjie is not a good person, did he forget it in a blink of an eye?

Or was it because Fu Rongjie was too kind to his friends, making him think he could escape?

Seeing Cheng Ci'an startled, He Jin threw him back, "Also, one last thing to correct you—"

"You don't hate him, you hate yourself who is weak and incompetent."

I hate the unfavorable and unchangeable fate, but I can't do anything about it, as if the only way to make myself feel better is to push the responsibility to other people.

He Jin left after finishing speaking, without giving Cheng Ci'an a chance to respond.

He lowered the brim of his hat again, and left the quiet and secluded park with towering trees.

As soon as he got in the car and drove towards the company, He Jin received a call from Fu Rongjie.

He picked it up, and with the other hand, he peeled off a fingernail-sized recorder from the collar behind his neck.

The boxy black matte surface was covered with layers of dried glue.

A familiar voice came from the receiver, and there was an element of worry in the tone, "Old Qiao said that you asked for leave again. Where did you go?"

"..."

"He Jin?"

The person whose name is being called is now very upset.

Because he remembered what Cheng Ci'an said again.

Said that the junior had a crush on him for a long time.

He's still not sure if it's true or not.

Although Fu Rongjie told him that even if there was no night of drunkenness in the bar, he would still chase him.

He Jin frowned and stuffed the recorder into his pocket. He had to let go of the question for now, and said truthfully, "I went to see Cheng Ci'an."

Fu Rongjie's voice became more anxious, "Where are you now?"

"Just separated." He Jin thought for a while, then mocked, "He is probably going back to pack up and move, and I heard that he will go out for a while."

"..."

At this moment.

Fu Rongjie rested his palm on the edge of the bar.

After a long time, he raised his hand and squeezed the space between his eyebrows.

He glanced at the messages that kept popping up on the message bar of his phone.

He entrusted the investigators to keep sending him information about Cheng Ci'an's past.

As small as Chen Zhima rotten millet and some disputes at home, as large as the bankruptcy of the Cheng family company in the second half of last year, and the establishment of an e-commerce brand by Cheng Ci'an and two friends who instigated them from the studio together in the first half of this year, but several The moon fell.

The person is still sending.

The latest one is——

-He has been emotionally unstable in the past six months, often very extreme, and has been to the hospital several times.

When Fu Rongjie heard He Jin calling him on the other end of the phone, he lost his mind.

"Is he going out to play..." Fu Rongjie glanced down at the injury on his calf, and his tone was suddenly very light, making people easily think of the frost on the grass blades.

"Then let him go with a limp."

The author has something to say:

This chapter is a bit long, it will be later