his pretty little dumb

In the afternoon, the landlord called and said that the rent had increased by 500 yuan. Tang Jingshu couldn't find a place close to work for a while, and finally lost 200 yuan.

Tang Jingshu sat on a bench and listened to the two nurses at the nurse station discussing Xu Ziyan and Xu Guanjia. He leaned his head against the white wall and looked at the incandescent lights, wondering when he would be able to afford a house in the urban area?

According to his monthly salary of more than 5000 yuan, he would not be able to afford a house until the year of the monkey. Today's housing prices are soaring, but wages have never increased.

Tang Jingshu thought for a while and couldn't help sighing. At four o'clock in the afternoon, Tang Jingshu accompanied his father Tang to do rehabilitation.

"Mr. Tang is recovering very well, and he can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."

Tang Jingshu nodded. After the rehabilitation, he pushed the wheelchair to let Tang's father sit down. He walked for more than 20 minutes before returning to the ward.

"Brother Jun, your show was canceled by the organizer." The girl walked to Zhou Yejun and said softly, bending over.

Zhou Yejun continued to play the game and casually asked, "What was cancelled?"

The girl pursed her lips and hesitated for a moment, then whispered in his ear: "Someone broke the news that you are gay, and once...indirectly killed a high school student."

Zhou Yejun exited the game interface and opened the hot search on Weibo to see that he had successfully logged in to No. 1. He stared at the face of Tang Jingshu whose video was coded and gritted his teeth and said, "Tang Jingshu..."

"I didn't expect your matter to be exposed so quickly." Xu Guanjia passed by the door of the dressing room and caught a glimpse of Zhou Yejun with a dark face, and walked to his side with his arms around his chest and said with a smile.

The girl carefully looked up at Xu Guanjia and said, "Brother Guanjia..."

Zhou Yejun got up from the chair and said to Xu Guanjia with a smile on his face, "A man like you who relies on prostitution to get ahead, what right do you have the nerve to talk about me?"

On the contrary, Xu Guanjia smiled angrily and said, "It's just that each takes and uses each other..." After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhou Yejun with a bit of seductive eyes and said, "I'm willing to sell it to you if you want it." .”

Although Zhou Yejun has slept with many beautiful men, but like Xu Guanjia, who relies on selling his body for a position, he doesn't even care about it.

"Does my dad know that you are so shameless?" Zhou Yejun looked up at him.

"The matter between me and your father is what you like and what I want."

Although Zhou Yejun was afraid of Zhou Yan on the surface, he really couldn't stand Zhou Yan raising a boy friend who was one year older than him outside, and the point was that he couldn't touch Xu Guanjia.

"Xiaodie, let's go." Zhou Yejun kicked the chair next to him vigorously, and when he walked around Xu Guanjia and walked to the door, a mellow and deep voice rang in his ears.

Xu Jiaguan turned around to look at the back of Zhou Yejun, who was 1.7 meters eight, and kindly reminded: "There are a group of reporters guarding outside, if you go out from the main entrance, you will successfully land on the headlines and gossip."

Zhou Yejun stopped and looked sideways at Xu Jiaguan for a few seconds, then chuckled and said, "It's true that he looks like a man and woman. In my eyes, he is no different from being a duck."

Xu Jiaguan smiled, stepped forward with long legs, and walked in front of him. Since Xiaodie was beside Zhou Yejun, he leaned closer and said in a low voice: "You will know you when you try my skills. Why does Dad like you so much?" I."

Zhou Yejun's complexion changed, he pushed him away and said, "You are fucking sick."

Although he loves to play, but Zhou Yanming said that he can't touch Xu Guanjia or he will be conceited, so he naturally dare not take Zhou Yan's words seriously.

"Brother Jun, there are so many reporters outside, where do you want to go?" Xiaodie watched Zhou Yejun walk out of the dressing room angrily, trotting along with a sad face.

Zhou Yejun passed the pictures of celebrities hanging on the wall of the corridor, suddenly stopped and looked up at the hanging corner, and saw a face with delicate features at a glance.

Xiaodie also stopped and followed his gaze to look at the photo on the wall, then turned to look at the picture of Zhou Yejun with smoky makeup and whispered: "Brother Jun..."

Zhou Yejun was supposed to perform on stage tonight, but he didn't expect someone to reveal that he sexually assaulted a high school student and committed suicide by jumping off a building. His reputation would be damaged if he made such a fuss.

"Xiaodie, give me the car keys." Zhou Yejun looked away, looked at Xiaodie and said without emotion.

"Brother Jun, Sister Qing said she must keep an eye on you, she will come over right away."

Zhou Yejun said impatiently: "I will be responsible for the accident, give it to me quickly."

Xiaodie had no choice but to obediently hand over the car keys, and watched Zhou Yejun's back disappear from her sight.

Zhou Yejun was so irritable that he had to look for the weeds outside to vent his emotions.

He drove to a high-end clubhouse and attracted a lot of attention. Among them, a tall and thin boy showed joy on his face when he saw him coming. He twisted his waist and moved forward to lean against his strong chest. With a bit of a whiny tone, he said: "Young Master Zhou, why are you unhappy?"

Zhou Yejun wrapped his arms around the man's waist, gently rested his other finger on the man's chin, stared at him for a few seconds, and then said, "Come have a few drinks with me."

This high-end private club can only be entered and exited with a membership card, and people who come here are generally looking for fun.

He has dated many beautiful men here, but they are not as handsome as Tang Jingshu.

Zhou Yejun put his arms around the man's waist and went to sit on the sofa in the corner. The waiter took a bottle of Scotch whiskey and put it on the counter, and the man enthusiastically poured a glass of wine for Zhou Yejun.

Zhou Yejun's two long legs were placed on the black marble table, and he leaned lazily back on the sofa to see his delicate cheeks in the dim light.

"Xiao Yan, how many years have you been with me?" Zhou Yejun took the glass and drank it down, looking at Xiao Yan without emotion and said.

Xiao Yan's nerves were tense, and he looked at Zhou Yejun with a faint smile and said, "Young Master Zhou, it's been two years."

Zhou Yejun poured a glass of wine and drank it again, water dripped from the corner of his mouth and flowed down his neck along the smooth jaw line, he raised his hand and casually touched Xiao Yan's earlobe and said, "Xiao Yan, help me kill someone, okay?" ?”

Xiao Yan froze, staring blankly at that cold face, stammering with a trace of panic in his eyes: "Zhou... Zhou... Young Master Zhou... kill... the murderer who violated the law."

Zhou Yejun put his legs down on the ground, and said to Xiao Yan with a chuckle, "Don't be afraid if you're just joking." After saying that, he lifted Xiao Yan's clothes, and the knife marks of different shades on the surface of the white belly he gently He leaned over and kissed the scars.

These scars are all his masterpieces. The reason why he is gentle to Xiao Yan is because he is well-behaved and sensible, and he is a good plaything to vent his emotions.

Xiao Yan's face flushed, and his hips were stretched to meet the stabbing pain in his body. Suddenly, a hand grabbed Zhou Yejun and held a dagger in his hand to cut open the skin of Xiao Yan's belly. He slowly raised his head See that familiar face clearly.

"Xu Guanjia—"

Xu Guanjia glanced coldly at Xiao Yan who was staring at his lower body, and then smiled at Zhou Yejun.

Xiao Yan looked at Zhou Yejun in embarrassment and shouted: "Young Master Zhou..."

Zhou Yejun's head was a little dizzy, he sat up straight unhurriedly and hooked Xiaoyan's waist with the other hand, the anger just now disappeared, and said to Xu Guanjia with a smile: "Xu Daxing won't leave, I want to see us continue Do you want to have fun with fish?"

Xu Guanjia showed an indifferent expression and said: "I'm here to ask for a drink, just keep being transparent in front of me." After saying that, he walked to the other side of the sofa and sat down, poured himself a glass of wine and took a sip leisurely.

Xiao Yan picked up the trousers that were lying on the floor and put them on. Zhou Yejun didn't tell him to go, but he didn't dare to go, so he sat upright obediently.

Seeing Xu Guanjia's face, Zhou Yejun lost his desire instantly, thinking that he was just here to disgust himself.

"Xiao Yan, let's go back to the room and toss slowly." Zhou Yejun held Xiao Yan's face in both hands and kissed passionately, then got up from the sofa.

Xu Guanjia shook the wine glass in his hand, raised his eyelids to look at Zhou Yejun and said, "Zhou Yan told me to discipline you well, then I am obliged to discipline you well, and I will give you two choices. The first is to go back with me, and the second is to call me." Give you a call."

"Damn it, you are the old man's lackey who warmed the bed." Zhou Yejun let go of Xiao Yan's waist, his little face flushed and cursed.

Xu Guanjia still had the smile on his lips, took a sip of the red wine, then put down his glass, got up from the sofa and walked to Zhou Yejun, who was facing Zhou Yejun, slowly leaning towards him.

Close to the ear of the other party, with a unique ending in the words, he said with a smile: "You are not afraid that I will blow ears with the person next to the pillow, and then I will lock you into the basement again, but it will be hard to say."

Xu Guanjia wakes up with a nightmare every night, all of which are caused by Zhou Yejun.

He especially remembered that at 6:23 a.m. on June 32, his younger brother committed suicide by jumping off the top floor of the school, leaving his body bloody.

The autopsy report found that Xu Guanyi had multiple sexual assaults on the anus during his lifetime, and there were knife marks of various shades on his body, especially on his abdomen. Looking at his cold body lying on the stainless steel platform, Xu Guanjia could never do that scene in his life. forget.

He takes massive sleeping pills every night to get an hour or two of sleep.

In my dream, I often dreamed that Xu Jiayi's whole body was covered with blood, crying and saying to him: "Brother, I'm in pain, brother, help me, I'm in pain..."

And he was powerless.

He remembered that Xu Guanyi was very obedient and obedient since he was a child, but Zhou Yejun ruined all of this.

After Xu's mother found out that her youngest son had died, she was in a trance. The school had always used Xu Guanyi's depression tendency as an excuse to shirk responsibility.

Until one time when Xu's mother was sorting out her youngest son's belongings, she found Xu Guanjiayi's diary, which recorded the process of Zhou Yejun's violence and sexual assault on him, and also her extremely crazy love for Zhou Yejun.

Xu Guanjia knew that taking this diary would put Zhou Yejun in prison and ruin his career, but with Zhou Yejun's strong family background, after a few years, Zhou Yejun was still happy and happy.

He wanted Zhou Yejun to be alive and suffer a hundred times, even a thousand times more than death.

This is what he thinks is the best revenge, he just wants to watch Zhou Yan and Zhou Yejun kill each other, slowly degenerate, and finally be tortured by family affection killing each other.

Zhou Yejun's ruddy face immediately turned pale when he heard the word Zhou Yan, and Xiao Yan, who was standing beside him, also clearly felt Zhou Yejun's face change immediately.

Seeing this scene, Xu Guanjia felt a little happy, as long as Zhou Yejun was unhappy, it became a little bit of joy in his heart.

He didn't know when he became an end without a means, maybe at the moment Xu Guanyi died, or maybe Xu's mother didn't even know the moment.

Zhou Yejun's mind was full of thoughts about how to kill Xu Guanjia, a cheap duck, but he knew that Zhou Yan felt sorry for this insidious and cunning villain in front of him.

He can only endure, this grievance, this can only be endured, and he can only wait for him to be strong, and then no one needs to be afraid, including Zhou Yan.

The third is three chapters of memories

On the day Tang's father was discharged from the hospital, Tang Jingshu saw a man who looked somewhat similar to himself in the hospital, with a hunched back and a crutch supported by his right hand. Seeing him stop, his eyes turned red instantly.

"Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo, is it... you?"

The man's body trembled slightly, even his lips trembled slightly, and he called twice, facing Tang Jingshu who was carrying a red bag with checkered stripes.

In Tang Jingshu's past six months, countless people have regarded him as Lin Moyan, Shen Jiaming at first, and Gu Yuchen later, but no one asked him if he would like to be Lin Moyan.

With a face named "Lin Moyan", he became Shen Jiayi's prisoner, and even became disabled.

He hated it to the core, everyone regarded him as a "Lin Moyan" person.

He is also a living person, with a heart, flesh and blood, a soul, consciousness, and can feel pain, but no one cares about his feelings.

Thinking of this, a familiar face appeared in Tang Jingshu's mind again, the face that he wished to cut into pieces, and wanted to take a knife to stab the opponent's heart a few times, to let the opponent know what it feels like to feel distressed.

But as much as he hated Shen Jiayi, he loved Shen Jiayi as much.

Thinking of Tang Jingshu's emotions here, he couldn't help but growled at the man opposite: "I'm not Xiaomo, I'm Tang Jingshu, why do all of you mistook me for him...why..." As he spoke, his eyes were slightly red, and warm tears rolled in his eyes, and his voice became smaller and smaller, and only he could hear it in the end.

Gu Yuchen pushed Tang's father who was in a wheelchair, and when he heard Tang Jingshu's collapse, he asked Tang's mother to push Tang's father, and quickly came out of the ward, and saw Tang Jingshu's emotionally broken man on the opposite side talking.

Gu Yuchen glanced at a man standing in the hospital corridor. He recognized this man as Lin Moyan's father, Grandpa Lin.

After Lin Moyan left, Grandpa Lin's body was not as good as before. Recently, he has been dreaming intermittently, dreaming about Lin Moyan's appearance when he was a child.

"Dad, I don't want to play anymore..."

Five-year-old Lin Moyan has a delicate little face, fair and clean, looking up at the man who is a few heads taller than him, gesticulating in dumb words.

The man frowned, showing a stern expression, looked at Xiaolin Moyan, and said sternly: "No. If you don't practice well tonight, you will be punished for an hour."

When he was young, Grandpa Lin always complained about the injustice of God. Why did he give it to a son with physical defects? He often looked at Lin Moyan who couldn't speak, and there was a fire in his heart, burning his heart, and finally endured. He couldn't help venting his anger at Lin Moyan.

Every time relatives and friends see Lin Moyan, they always shake their heads and say, "This kid is so delicate, it's a pity that he is dumb."

"God, I gave you a good-looking face, but took away the right to speak. God is fair..."

Every time he heard these words, Grandpa Lin's heart was full of fire, and he hated Lin Moyan who had physical defects even more.

Gradually, he found that Lin Moyan would always try to curry favor with him from time to time, but the more he was like this, the more he hated Lin Moyan in his heart, thinking that God was too unfair, why should other people's sons be healthy, but his son is not healthy.

Later, he and his wife gave birth to a young son, and he put all his attention on the young son. To Lin Moyan, he could simply put it in a free-range manner. Gradually, he didn't care about Lin Moyan, even if the youngest son bullied Lin Moyan. Mo Yan, he also favors the younger son. He clearly knows that Lin Moyan's character is well-behaved, sensible, gentle and tolerant, and he will not bully others, but he still favors the younger son.

As Lin Moyan got older, he often forgot that he had two sons. Lin Moyan seemed to know at some point that he didn't like him in his heart, and he began to slowly look away from him.

It wasn't until Shen Jiaming came to propose marriage that he realized that he had devoted all his attention to his younger son, and he had neglected the older son whom he hated.

Although he doesn't like Lin Moyan, he can't just watch his own son die.

On the day when Shen Jiaming proposed marriage, he drove Shen Jiaming out of the house with gifts and even locked Lin Moyan at home, cutting off contact between the two.

It was also that time that Lin Moyan lost his temper with him for the first time.

That one, the eldest son he had raised for more than twenty years, accused him for the first time of not being worthy of being a father.

It was only then that he realized that Lin Moyan knew that he didn't like him since he was a child, and he also realized that he was not a competent "father", because the outside world's words deceived his heart, hated the sensible and docile elder son, and spoiled the younger son with lawlessness .

After Grandpa Lin had a big quarrel with Lin Moyan, he locked himself in the study and thought a lot. Thinking of Lin Moyan, who passed the piano test at the age of 11, he happily showed it to him, and he couldn't even take a look at it. I was lazy to see Lin Moyan's disappointed eyes, and he didn't even know Lin Moyan's disappointed eyes at that time. At that time, he knew that no matter how hard Lin Moyan tried, he would not be able to become the ideal son in his mind.

Because he is dumb.

The more outstanding Lin Moyan was, the more he hated Lin Moyan in his heart, and his youngest son was ignorant all day long and only knew how to play every day, so he became more and more indifferent to Lin Moyan.

Thinking of the end, he couldn't even remember what Lin Moyan looked like when he was a child.

He knew that Lin Moyan was like a demon mirror, in stark contrast to his youngest son.

He thought a lot that day, and wanted to say "I'm sorry" to Lin Moyan, but he just couldn't show his face.

The next day Shen Jiaming came to the door in person again, this time he did not drive Shen Jiaming out, but patiently listened to Shen Jiaming finish speaking.

At that time, he looked at Shen Jiaming's sincere face, and was even willing to give all his wealth to Lin Moyan. He gave Lin Moyan the right to make the decision at that time, but he didn't expect that his decision at that time would ruin Lin Moyan's life, and even ruined his life. took the life of his own son.

After marriage, he witnessed Shen Jiaming's derailment in marriage with his own eyes, strutting around the streets with his little lover in his arms during the daytime, but he didn't pay attention to Lin Moyan. He persuaded Lin Moyan to divorce several times, but Lin Moyan always I am willing to give Shen Jiaming a chance.

If he had been more ruthless at that time and forced Lin Moyan to divorce Shen Jiaming, maybe the ending would have been different.

Will everything be different?

But there is no reason to start over in life.

Grandpa Lin heard "Dad" in his ear, and his thoughts came back to reality. The man walking in his direction was none other than his youngest son, Lin Xingyao.

Grandpa Lin grabbed Lin Xingyao's arm, looked at Tang Jingshu in Gu Yuchen's comforting arms, and said inarticulately to Lin Xingyao, "Xiaoyao, that's your brother... that's your brother..." Grandpa Lin said The strength in the hand did not know when, and he held the opponent's arm tightly, and pointed the other hand at the opposite side.

Lin Xingyao only noticed Tang Jingshu's appearance at this moment, and was also stunned for a few seconds.

Lin Xingyao did not expect that there would be a face in this world that looked exactly like Lin Moyan. At the same time, he shifted his gaze to Tang Jingshu's right wrist, and after a glance, he confirmed that this person was not Lin Moyan.

Lin Xingyao will never forget in his life that when Lin Moyan was 15 years old, he accidentally played darts in the hall and flew towards Lin Moyan who was sitting in the hall playing the piano.

He looked at the sharp blade inserted horizontally, on the white and clean right wrist, the blood stained the white wrist little by little, the black and white keys, the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

"Brother...Brother, you, I'm sorry..." Lin Xingyao was so frightened that his legs and feet became weak, and he yelled Lin Moyan for the first time, that "brother".

Lin Xingyao was so frightened that his entire face turned pale, and the tears in his eyes flowed down like water from a faucet. He kept muttering, "Brother, I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Later, Aunt Lin, who was cooking in the kitchen, ran out of the kitchen when she heard Lin Xingyao crying, and sent Lin Moyan to the hospital in time.

The doctor said that the ligament was injured, and it was hopeless to become a pianist in the future.

15-year-old Lin Moyan, who plays the piano well, has won countless trophies in competitions, because his playfulness has ruined Lin Moyan's lifelong career.

After Grandpa Lin found out about this incident, he punished him for a week in confinement. After that, no one mentioned this incident, as if it had never happened, but Lin Xingyao knew it in his heart, and it ruined Lin Moyan's life.

Since then, he has never bullied Lin Moyan, and even deliberately avoided Lin Moyan. He dared not face Lin Moyan.

He has always owed Lin Moyan an apology, and on the day Lin Moyan died, he had no chance to say sorry to his own brother.

So he quickly recognized that this person was not Lin Moyan.

"Dad, you misunderstood the person, he's not my brother..." Lin Xingyao put his other arm around Grandpa Lin, speaking with a kind of gentleness to coax a child.

Grandpa Lin supported his cane, coughed a few times, and kept muttering: "My little Mo, my little Mo..."

Tang Jingshu pretended not to hear, Grandpa Lin yelled over and over again, allowing Gu Yuchen to put his arms around his shoulders and pass by the two people opposite.

Grandpa Lin became a little anxious, and his thin body seemed to gain strength in an instant. He pushed Lin Xingyao away, and ran to grab Tang Jingshu's right hand.

"Xiaomo, is that you?"

Grandpa Lin knew in his heart that Tang Jingshu was not his eldest son, Lin Moyan, perhaps because he was old and confused. Even if he wasn't his well-behaved and sensible son, he wanted to confirm it over and over again.

Tang Jingshu tried his best to control his emotions, shook off that warm hand, and said through gritted teeth, "I'm not."

When he met Shen Jiaming for the first time, he also mistook him for Lin Moyan.

He hated being another person, and every time someone mistook him for someone else, the acid in his stomach would flood him, making him gag.

The author has something to say:

This chapter mainly talks about Lin Moyan's life in the world.So meeting Shen Jiaming is like a ray of light for him, slowly saving him, but pulling him into the end of his life unknowingly.

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