he is his world

The man grabbed the collar of Lu Xiaofeng's shirt with a fierce look as if he wanted to eat people.

"How about I just like your wife? Isn't your relationship broken?"

Zhuo Mingyang was astonished by Lu Xiaofeng's words. He stared at Lu Xiaofeng dumbfounded. He really didn't expect him to say such a thing. Lu Xiaofeng's words were undoubtedly irritating the man.

"What brat are you talking about! I think you are courting death!"

The man punched Lu Xiaofeng viciously in the face, causing Lu Xiaofeng to stagger back two steps. Suddenly, he felt a buzzing in his head and a burning pain on the left side of his face.

"Xiaofeng!" Zhuo Mingyang supported Lu Xiaofeng, and then cast his angry eyes on the man: "What are you doing? I'll fight you!"

Seeing his beloved being beaten, Zhuo Mingyang seemed to go crazy, he who has always been gentle and elegant and had never fought before, unexpectedly attacked someone for the first time, Zhuo Mingyang rushed towards the man with red eyes.

"Fuck you!" The man gave Zhuo Mingyang a disdainful look. The tall man didn't pay attention to Zhuo Mingyang, who looked like a frail scholar. He kicked Zhuo Mingyang in the stomach. Let Zhuo Mingyang fall to the ground.

Seeing the two people in a state of distress, the man and the people behind him laughed loudly: "It's really useless! Waste!"

Zhuo Mingyang struggled to stand up from the ground. At this time, the man seemed to have vented his anger. He grabbed the woman's wrist and said, "Follow me home!" Then he turned around and was about to leave.

At this moment, something that no one expected happened, Lu Xiaofeng actually picked up the beer bottle on the table and threw it on the back of the man's head: "Asshole!"

The man was as if he had practiced Iron Head Kungfu, he did nothing after this blow, he just frowned, the man turned around and looked at Lu Xiaofeng in disbelief, he never thought that he would dare to sneak attack him.

"How dare you fucking hit me?" The man let go of the woman's hand, rolled up his sleeves, and pretended to teach Lu Xiaofeng a lesson.

Looking at this situation, a fierce fight is inevitable. Zhuo Mingyang must not let Lu Xiaofeng get hurt. If he wants to be beaten, then he will lie on Lu Xiaofeng's body and say nothing to let these people hurt his beloved.

Lu Xiaofeng's actions were undoubtedly stupid. He angered the man again and committed suicide.

This time, everyone swarmed up and surrounded Lu Xiaofeng and Zhuo Mingyang. The two who were knocked to the ground had no strength to fight back. The raindrops of fists fell on the two of them. Zhuo Mingyang lay on Lu Xiaofeng's body to protect him. Holding him, not letting him get hurt, but he himself is suffering cruel torture, and he doesn't care about letting fists and feet fall on him. Nothing is more important than his Xiaofeng, even if he pays his own life, it is worth it.

Fortunately, someone reported the case, and the arrival of the police finally ended the painful torture and Zhuo Mingyang was rescued.

Standing up from the ground covered in injuries, Zhuo Mingyang hurriedly helped Lu Xiaofeng up: "Xiaofeng, are you okay?"

Seeing Zhuo Mingyang with a bruised nose and swollen face, Lu Xiaofeng's heart ached.

"Why were you so stupid just now? Why did you take the beating for me?"

"You're fine."

All those involved in the fight were taken back to the Public Security Bureau, and it took Zhuo Mingyang and Lu Xiaofeng the middle of the night before they returned home.

The two sat on the sofa, and Lu Xiaofeng took out the first aid kit to treat Zhuo Mingyang's wound.

Seeing these shocking wounds entrenched on this handsome face, Lu Xiaofeng felt as if a knife was piercing his heart. His own willfulness caused Zhuo Mingyang such misery, and the price was too high.

"I'm sorry! It's all my fault!"

Lu Xiaofeng took a sterile cotton swab and gently wiped the wound for fear of hurting Zhuo Mingyang.

"I'm fine, Xiaofeng, as long as you're fine, now you know how dangerous places like bars are? Don't go there in the future!"

Zhuo Mingyang didn't blame Lu Xiaofeng, because he knew that Lu Xiaofeng already knew he was wrong at this time.

"Okay, I won't go in the future, I promise you! But you also have to promise me that you are not allowed to do this in the future. I don't want to see you hurt so badly because of me."

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Zhuo Mingyang distressedly. At this time, his heart was both uncomfortable and a little sweet, because Zhuo Mingyang's actions tonight proved how much he cared about himself, and he loved himself.

"Fool! You are my younger brother! I should protect you!"

The atmosphere was very harmonious, and the conversation between the two was lingering and ambiguous, as if they had returned to the past, but when Zhuo Mingyang said the words "you are my younger brother", Lu Xiaofeng's expression changed suddenly, and he His hand froze in mid-air, and a sore feeling rushed into his heart.

What a "brother"!It turned out that he took himself as his younger brother to protect himself with all his might. Lu Xiaofeng seemed to hear his own heartbroken voice.

"Brother? Yes! I'm your younger brother!" A bitter smile appeared on Lu Xiaofeng's face: "Okay, the wound has been healed."

Lu Xiaofeng's attitude suddenly became indifferent, he packed up the first aid kit and put it back to its original place with a straight face.

"Xiaofeng, I am your brother, I hope you think so too."

"If you like to be my brother, I have no objection." After saying this, Lu Xiaofeng turned and went back to his room.

Zhuo Mingyang looked at Lu Xiaofeng's leaving back lonely and sadly, and he was not feeling well. It was also a painful decision for Zhuo Mingyang to be brothers with Lu Xiaofeng.

But for the good of Lu Xiaofeng, Zhuo Mingyang had to do this. Now he only hopes that things will develop in the expected direction, but will it really get better and better as he hopes?

A week passed in a blink of an eye, Lu Xiaofeng didn't go to the bar during this time, he stayed at home peacefully, just surfed the Internet and read books every day, no different from before, he still prepared dinner for Zhuo Mingyang, Cleaning the room and doing housework, but Lu Xiaofeng seems to be more quiet than before. He used to have a lot to say to Zhuo Mingyang, but now he is completely closed to himself, unwilling to communicate with Zhuo Mingyang. I don't know what is thinking in his heart.

In the evening, Zhuo Mingyang sat at the dining table with Lu Xiaofeng to have dinner as usual.

"Xiaofeng, I won't come back for dinner tomorrow night, so you don't have to prepare my share."

"Oh."

Lu Xiaofeng didn't ask any more questions, he didn't even want to know why Zhuo Mingyang couldn't come back for dinner tomorrow night.

Although Lu Xiaofeng didn't ask any further questions, Zhuo Mingyang still explained himself: "Tomorrow night, Shanshan's parents will have dinner with us, and then we will discuss about getting married."

"is it?"

Lu Xiaofeng lowered his head and held each other tightly.

"Xiaofeng, I plan to sell the house I live in now, and then buy a house of more than 90 square meters. I think this will not feel crowded. It is not suitable for three people to live in a house of more than 60 square meters."

Lu Xiaofeng put down the chopsticks in his hand, then raised his head and looked at Zhuo Mingyang: "It's not suitable, it's really too crowded for three people to live together, but you don't have to worry about changing houses, and the school will start soon. At that time, I can move to the university dormitory, or I can rent a room outside alone, and I won't be your burden."

Hearing what Lu Xiaofeng said, Zhuo Mingyang became a little anxious: "Xiaofeng, you know that's not what I mean! You are my younger brother, we are a family, how can you move out?

I think that after Shanshan and I get married, the current house is a bit small, and we will not be comfortable living in it. Now that I have been promoted and raised my salary, I am fully capable of buying a bigger house. You are not mine burden!I will not allow you to say such things in the future! "

"That's the truth! We were not blood brothers. My mother is gone now. I have no reason to stay in this home. This is your home, surnamed Zhuo, not mine!

I am your burden, now you are getting married, I have no reason to stay here anymore, I will move to live in the school after school starts, I will not drag you down! "

"Xiaofeng, what nonsense are you talking about? This is your home! I said I won't want you!"

"But you want that woman! You don't want me anymore!"

Lu Xiaofeng stood up from the chair suddenly, his emotions became agitated, and tears glistened in his eyes.

"Xiaofeng! I..."

He didn't want to hear Zhuo Mingyang's words for his own good anymore, Lu Xiaofeng's heart was already broken, he turned around and left the dining table and walked towards his bedroom lonely.

Back in the bedroom, Lu Xiaofeng felt as if Zhuo Mingyang was going to marry Wang Shanshan soon, his heart ached like a knife. That night he cried and wet his pillow. He couldn't let go of his love for Zhuo Mingyang. Feelings, he hates him, but he loves him more!

Sitting on the bed and looking at his handsome self in the mirror, Lu Xiaofeng suddenly sneered, if he can't be with the one he loves, then what's the use of this handsome body?

How many women like their face? Little girls, married women, and even rich old women are all interested in me. If they like it, let them take it. Anyway, I am already a soulless person. The walking dead.

When Zhuo Mingyang went to meet Wang Shanshan's parents the next night, Lu Xiaofeng came to the Blue Night Bar again. Ever since he learned about Zhuo Mingyang and Wang Shanshan's marriage, Lu Xiaofeng had fallen in love with it.

Sitting in front of the bar, Lu Xiaofeng drank a few glasses of whiskey and felt dizzy. He used alcohol to relieve his sorrows, and Lu Xiaofeng felt more and more depressed.

At this moment, his eyes suddenly fell on a figure sitting beside him.

A middle-aged woman who looks to be in her 40s is getting drunk in a bar alone. Although she is not young, she still has charm, and she is not an ordinary housewife in terms of dress. She looks graceful and luxurious, and she is a rich lady. Looking at the woman who was as unhappy as himself, Lu Xiaofeng felt sympathetic.

The woman felt a gaze staring at her, she turned her head to meet Lu Xiaofeng's gaze, Lu Xiaofeng did not avoid the gaze of the middle-aged woman, he looked at the woman with a bitter smile: "It seems that we are both in the end of the world man!"

The middle-aged woman looked at Lu Xiaofeng and smiled wryly: "Yes, we all came here to get drunk. I thought only women would be hurt by men. It seems that you have been hurt by women too."

"No! I was hurt by a man!" Lu Xiaofeng smiled wryly, raised his head and drank the whiskey in his glass.

"Really? Can you tell me what's going on?"

"I like a man, but he is going to marry another woman."

"Really? That's pitiful! My husband and I divorced, and now he's married to a young and beautiful girl. I really hate it!

I wasted my most beautiful years to him, and now he dislikes me when I am old, I am really not reconciled, why can he marry a little girl, I also want to find a young man! "

There was hatred in the woman's eyes, and suddenly she turned her head to look at Lu Xiaofeng and said seriously: "Would you like to be my boyfriend? I'm a fake boyfriend, I just want to annoy my ex-husband."

The middle-aged woman's words made Lu Xiaofeng's expression froze. He looked at the middle-aged woman hesitantly. Seeing that Lu Xiaofeng didn't answer, the middle-aged woman said with a smile: "Forget it, I'll just talk about it. If you don't want to, forget it."

"I am willing!"

After a brief hesitation, Lu Xiaofeng actually agreed to the middle-aged woman.