My nemesis brother looks at me very strangely

His expression froze slightly, Jiang Beiyu's eyes dimmed suddenly, and the long fingers holding the quilt couldn't help but clenched slightly. Before he could speak, a soft and warm kiss suddenly fell on his subconsciously frowning brows superior.

"You don't have to be afraid, I will always be with you."

Ning Nanjia's warm breath hit the cold skin on his forehead slightly, and his deep voice seemed to have some kind of soothing power, gradually suppressing the panic and fear in his heart.

His Adam's apple moved slightly, and he lowered his eyes to recall what happened that day.

"That night, after you left, my mother came to me and told me that my grandfather was seriously ill and we needed to go back to England..."

At first, Jiang Beiyu had no doubts, but the next day he went downstairs and found that Zhong Hourong was packing up some important documents, some seals that Zheng Yizheng usually had to use.

It wasn't a very strange thing at first, because Zheng Yizhen didn't stay in this house for a long time, but when he was about to go out to go to school, Zhong Hourong said that Zheng Yizhen asked him to stay at home today, saying that he had something to do later explain.

So he made a phone call to go back to school and wanted to ask Zhang Yongsheng for leave, but the other party told him that Zheng Yizheng had entrusted someone to handle the withdrawal procedures for him.

If he dropped out of school, it meant that he would not study in No. [-] Middle School in the future.

The doubts in his heart were getting bigger and bigger, so Jiang Beiyu immediately went upstairs to find his ID card and passport, but found that the passport and ID card that he had put in the drawer had disappeared.

On the sidelines, he learned from Zhong Hourong that Zheng Yizheng was going to take him back to England tonight, so he pretended to be sick and asked Zheng Yizheng to postpone the flight.

The next day, he asked Zhong Hourong to go out and call Zheng Yizheng with an unfamiliar number to lure her away, and then he found an opportunity to run out, so Zhong Hourong went out to do this private matter for him.

Everything was going smoothly, but when Jiang Beiyu was about to leave, he ran into Zheng Yizheng who had gone and returned.

Zheng Yiqian seemed to have encountered something annoyed, her face was terribly gloomy, she opened the door and came in and saw Jiang Beiyu who had changed into pajamas, put on shoes and was about to go out, she immediately stretched out her hand to pinch his neck in a rage, shouting hysterically while pinching him:

"Why do I treat you so well, but you still have to leave me! Why are both of you like this..."

With her emotions out of control, Zheng Yizheng's face became more ferocious and terrifying, with murderous intent bursting out of her eyes, as if she wished to strangle him to death, as if she had an illness.

Jiang Beiyu twisted her wrist and pushed her away, tired and exhausted emotions gradually surfaced in his eyes, and he said indifferently to Zheng Yiyu who fell to the ground with an angry expression,

"madman."

These two words seemed to anger Zheng Yizheng immediately, she immediately picked up the fruit knife on the coffee table and stabbed at him, Jiang Beiyu dodged subconsciously, grabbed her wrist and snatched the knife away.

During the dispute, the knife pierced the flesh and blood.

When Jiang Beiyu saw the blood stained on his palm, his breath suddenly became short of breath, his brain became dizzy, his vision blurred, and he soon lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he saw Zheng Yiqian lying in a pool of blood, with a knife stuck in his chest, and had already died.

Hearing this, although Ning Nanjia was both distressed and angry, at least she had a trace of reason, and asked him while holding Jiang Beiyu's wrist,

"Aren't you dizzy? Then how did you run away?"

Mentioning this, Jiang Beiyu also found it ridiculous, but the bitterness in his eyes was too heavy, so he didn't laugh, but instead made his eye circles red,

"When I saw Zheng Yiqian die, I wasn't afraid anymore. Originally, I wasn't afraid of blood..."

Jiang Beiyu was only five years old when he clearly realized the seriousness of Zheng Yizheng's illness for the first time. A five-year-old child should not understand much, but the young Jiang Beiyu knew one thing very well, that is, Zheng Yizhen doesn't like him.

It's not the kind of dislike because he did something wrong, but simply because Jiang Mingfeng doesn't like him, so Zheng Yiqian doesn't like him either.

That night, because he was forced by Zheng Yizheng to learn the piano for a long time, his body felt a little hot when he blew the cold wind. When he was sick and groggy, he heard Zheng Yizheng sitting on the sofa calling Jiang Mingfeng. The two seemed to be arguing fiercely. ,

"Jiang Mingfeng! Your son has a fever. Is the company really so busy? Or are you sneaking back to celebrate your bastard's birthday?"

"What do you mean I speak badly? Now I am your wife, and Jiang Beiyu is your son. You leave your wife and son alone and celebrate your birthday with the bastard your ex-wife gave you. You are so brave, Jiang Mingfeng. Who has no sense of proportion, hello, hello!"

After hanging up the phone, Zheng Yizhen lost his temper and threw everything on the coffee table to the ground.

Jiang Beiyu was lying on the sofa, sick and wronged, his face was pale with burns, his breathing was hot, his head was throbbing with pain, and he called out "Mom" in a low hoarse voice.

Zheng Yizheng, who was on the verge of rage, looked back at him, that look was like a poisoned knife, wrapped in hatred and resentment, and amidst the overwhelming resentment, there was a faintly abnormal and sinister emotion.

As if she had thought of a good idea, she suddenly grinned, and asked him softly in a soft voice,

"Xiao Yu, do you miss Dad? Let Dad come back and take you to the hospital, okay?"

The young Jiang Beiyu didn't know why Zheng Yizheng would suddenly ask him this way, but he instinctively felt that that kind of smile and voice made him tremble and made him feel cold all over, so he propped himself on the sofa and got up and wanted to run.

As soon as he moved, Zheng Yiqian immediately stretched out his hand to firmly hold him down, then grabbed a sharp ornament, and stabbed it at his back.

Jiang Beiyu immediately let out a scream, like a dying fish trying to break free from Zheng Yizheng's hand and leap forward, the sharp blade cut a deep gash in his back, when he looked back, he could only see the hand on his hand. Zheng Yizhen, who was stained with blood, said to him with a frenzied and ferocious expression:

"It's okay, Xiaoyu, mom will call your dad right now..."

The fear of blood and the disgust towards Zheng Yizhen took root in his heart at that time. For a long time, Jiang Beiyu trembled reflexively whenever he saw Zheng Yizhen approaching.

After this incident, Jiang Mingfeng took care of Jiang Beiyu for a long time, and spent four or five years in peace. Although it was said to be a caretaker, he didn't do much by himself. After all, there was a family doctor, and at most he just stayed at home for a long time.

Although later Zheng Yiqian also realized that what she did was too outrageous that time, but after regaining Jiang Mingfeng's attention, she didn't care about taking care of the young Jiang Beiyu, and devoted all her heart to Jiang Mingfeng, who was rarely willing to stay by her side.

Although he was mentally prepared, Ning Nanjia still felt as if he had been stabbed alive when he heard Jiang Beiyu speak out the bloody past in such a calm tone. several times.

The wound on Jiang Beiyu's back seemed to have landed on his back as well. The dense pain spread out of his heart and surged up to block his throat. He hugged Jiang Beiyu's slightly thin body , It was so uncomfortable that it seemed that the entire apex of my heart had been twisted to pieces.

Feeling the warm wetness on his neck, Jiang Beiyu reached out and hugged Ning Nanjia tightly, touched his head and comforted him in a low voice, "Brother Nanjia, I don't feel any pain."

In the past, it was made of steel and iron, and it was so cold that it became numb, so it didn't hurt, but now it was because there was a warm Ning Nanjia in his heart, and there was a scalding temperature in his bones and blood, and the fierce joy overwhelmed the pain, so He still felt no pain.

Ning Nanjia didn't know what to say, but instinctively folded his hands to try to protect Jiang Beiyu in his arms,

"Silly."

Jiang Beiyu is the stupidest idiot in the world, the kind of idiot who can't be cured by any medicine.

The atmosphere was sad and heavy, and suddenly there was an uncontrollable cry from the side. Ning Nanjia raised her hazy eyes and saw Jiang Yi covering his mouth and crying. At first, he was whimpering, and then he cried louder and louder. , and finally cried out of breath.

The real macho was in tears.

The blurry tears in his eyes were suppressed by Jiang Yi's soul-stirring cry. Ning Nanjia wanted to bear it, but he couldn't hold back and hugged Jiang Beiyu and gave a low chuckle.

"You don't seem to have told me, when did you get so good with him?"

Mentioning this, Jiang Beiyu was also a little puzzled, so the two whispered to each other in front of Jiang Yi who was crying with tears and snot flying together,

"I don't know. I ran out of my house that day and met Jiang Yi on the way. I told him that I was fucked. He took me to his ancestral house to hide, and then said he would find a way to get me money. Let me run."

"So it was this dog who encouraged you to flee, do you really believe him?"

"I, I was very confused at the time. I was afraid that you would know that I was an asshole, and that you would hate me, so I wanted to run away."

Although I have already said it once, Ning Nanjia still wanted to say: "Jiang Beiyu, you are such a fool, you will believe what this bastard says."

It is well known that Jiang Yi has no brains, alas.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yi interrupted them sobbing,

"You, you two, I, I'm just crying, I'm not deaf, can you, don't speak ill of people so loudly?"

The two who were caught looked at each other. Ning Nanjia was about to speak when he suddenly felt a drop of rain fall from the roof onto his face, so he moved around with Jiang Beiyu in his arms, and looked worriedly at Jiuyu outside the window. unending night,

"Dog, is your house safe? You won't wait to be smashed to pieces by the rain?"

Facing Jiang Beiyu's suspicious eyes, Jiang Yi didn't bother to correct Ning Nanjia's address to him, and quickly explained: "This house has just been unoccupied for a long time, and old houses are like this. It's normal and won't be smashed. bad."

[The author has something to say]: Chapter 55 is locked because of a little problem, and it is already under review, so soon