Yu Liangmu

Many years later, Tang Yunqian still clearly remembers his current feelings.

He saw You Liangmu lying on the ground like a dog.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a little cheap pity and sympathy for this strange man who could only be beaten but could not resist.

But only a little bit, that's all.

So he asked the security guard to stop him.

"stop."

"Mr. Tang..." The security guard, who was beating people vigorously, showed panic when he heard Tang Yunqian's voice.

You Liangmu lay on the ground like a pile of stinky dog ​​shit. He was hit on the head, a little dizzy, and his ears were buzzing.

He guessed that the corner of his eye was also bleeding, because he felt a little wet, it must not be tears, he never cried.

Bleeding is okay, it’s nothing, now a fashionable man should be self-reliant, You Liangmu follows the trend, even if his internal organs are hurting, he still doesn’t say a word.Anemia caused by malnutrition does not mean that his blood is too precious to flow.

He didn't think he was sad, even if he was beaten up colorfully by the heroic security guard, and the corners of his eyes burst into blood, he was not sad.

Because it's useless to be sad.

You Liangmu would cry when he was a child, but gradually stopped crying when he grew up.

One of the more memorable times was when he was just in junior high school. A few male classmates who were not very friendly wanted to play with him. When everyone started playing, they asked him to kneel on the sand, pick up a branch and write his name.

The male students smiled brightly, pulled open their underpants and urinated on them. The thick yellow urine made the three characters "Youliangmu" gradually blurred, and when the strokes disappeared, there was a smell of mutton, which was pungent.

In the end, the quail You Liangmu was crushed to death on the sand, only to realize later that his face was wet not only with the male classmate's urine, but also with tears from his eyes.

He also didn't understand that he was crying for Mao, things didn't have to have a reason, so he didn't bother to think about the reason.

It's just that I don't have any feelings for this name, so how can I still have piss in my eyes.

"Youliangmu", this fucking name was chosen by his mother.He has no feelings for his mother, so he naturally has no feelings for this name.

He has no feelings at all, but whenever he mentions the word "Mom", he always finds it awkward.

His mother, that is, You Shu, is a stubborn and unruly person, and even the few years that barely survived to the sixth grade of elementary school are extravagant and wasted.

Such a low-educated woman wanted to give her son a name that could reflect his education level, so the woman looked through the Chinese dictionary and gave her son a name, "Liangmu".

In You Liangmu's life, I don't know if he was cursed because of it, and he really answered this poem——

"A good tree cannot live."

This name was the only thing his mother left him.

In that less open era, this woman was ahead of her time and rebellious, with half of her breasts exposed, half of her butt covered, denim suits, platform shoes, flaming red lips and big waves, and it was common for her to stay out at night.

According to You Liangmu's grandmother, this dead woman You Shu is like a donkey that can't be pulled back.

This woman upholds the concept of fraternity and sexual openness, and she will have a vigorous "in-depth exchange" with almost every man who can see past. It can be called sparks flying, which is very in line with the young people who dare to love and hate more than ten years later. style.

Although she has always adhered to the self-protection principle of "leaves will not touch her body", it is still difficult to avoid accidents when rolling around in the dense grass.

One day, this young girl who had just turned eighteen left a souvenir of her passion in her flat belly——

You Liangmu.

It is not known who the legendary child's father is.Because there are too many candidates, all of them have the possibility of being elected, but no one is willing to wear the hat of "cheap dad".

According to his grandma, he was pulled out by his mother squatting in a certain public toilet, in a ditch full of blood and muddy feces, he was as thin as a monkey, and came here without warning world.

In this way, the scandal of You Shu's unmarried pregnancy was announced to the world by the baby's cry of a knife slicing the glass.

Later, You Shu left.

Not dead, but gone.

Before her confinement was full, she met a man. The man was from the south of the Qinling Mountains. He came to the north to trade goods. On the street full of rats and rotten leaves, he ran into You Shu who was wandering around.

The two of them made love to each other, looked at each other for thousands of years, and went to bed immediately.

Under the volcanic eruption of romance, You Shu was as avant-garde as ever, and had a lightning marriage with that man, plus a Wenqing style elopement.

Now it's all right, You Liangmu doesn't have a father with a name, not even an unreliable mother.

He often wondered, did the woman give him a kiss when he was still an infant before she left?

Probably not, after all she hated him, he was a stain on her life.Who would kiss a stain?It is already a great favor to give him a name.

Youliangmu didn't want to remember this mother, but sadly, every time he wrote his name, he couldn't help but think of her.

Just like at that time, he was held down by a group of people, forcing him to write his name on the sand with a branch, and every stroke and every stroke that came out seemed like he was calling "Mom" quietly.

There is no good mother, only good wood.

So before he told the big security guard that he had no mother, it was really no joke.

At the moment, his head was dizzy, and You Liangmu was beaten badly, and there was a feeling of revolving doors in front of his eyes.Unfortunately, when he tried to catch a glimpse of his mother from the revolving lantern, he saw nothing.

The mother left too early, and it is too harsh to ask a baby to retain a little memory of its mother.

"Da da da"……

You Liangmu heard the sound of leather shoes touching the concrete floor, and the carousel in front of him suddenly went out, and the memory of his biological mother was completely wiped out, turning into the embarrassment of being beaten in reality.

Although his eyelids were stinging, he still tried his best to raise his eyes, and fixedly watched who was walking towards him.

Oh, it's the capitalist.

The sound of footsteps stopped abruptly, and a pair of dark leather shoes stopped in front of You Liangmu. They looked very expensive, with slightly pointed toes and smooth uppers, reflecting the sunlight that was rarely seen in winter.

You Liangmu stared blankly for a few seconds, feeling an urge to wipe it off with his sleeve.

When you ask for help, you have to polish your shoes. This is the instinct of a small person like him who wants to compliment a big person when he sees a big person, just like a mimosa will close when touched, just like a sunflower will shake its head when it sees the sun.

But before he stretched out his hand, he heard a voice that was not warm or even cold, coming from above his head.

"What's your name?"

"You, You Liangmu." The man replied mumblingly.

"What do you have to do with me?"

"My uncle owes your company money."

Tang Yunqian looked at him condescendingly, like a born strong man observing a born weak person.

"There are many people who owe money to my company, who is your uncle?"

"You Qichao." You Liangmu hurriedly explained, "Maybe you don't have any impression of this name. He owed more than 300 million yuan last month—"

"okay."

"……what?"

"You say that, and I'm not sure which one it is."

Tang Yunqian didn't have time to recall whether there was a person named "You Qichao" from the thousands of legal person names that dealt with the company's accounts. These trivial businesses would never go through the hands of the president.

You Liangmu didn't think so, he was only happy that the trick was so effective, if he knew that being beaten would get the other party's attention, he should have let the security guard beat him up.

If it bleeds more, and then breaks an arm or something, maybe the effect will be better.

"Then Boss Tang, this matter..."

He wanted to hold his head up, but the back of his neck hurt too much. He was kicked just now, and even a little movement hurt.

Tang Yunqian looked at his distressed look with cold eyes, "It's only natural to pay back the debt, what's the use of you coming here to make trouble."

"I... my uncle, he, he is innocent. He just signed his name for someone. He doesn't owe you any money! The one who owes you money is someone else... the company that exports tiles, the two bosses If you run away, push the debt to my uncle, and my uncle is responsible for them!"

You Liangmu said a lot in a hurry, Tang Yunqian frowned, and the center of his brow sank.

The man's expression happened to be captured by You Liangmu, who tried his best to raise his head. He was slightly taken aback, thinking inappropriately...

How could someone look so good-looking even with a frown.

The center of the brows is wrinkled, and the two eyebrows are tilted to the middle, and the arc can't be more or less. It's so just right, it complements the deep eye sockets and the straight bridge of the nose.

This is Tang Yunqian's expression, which appeared in You Liangmu's eyes for the first time.

In those later days, he would see it from time to time.

When he put tongue-numbing pepper in the soup, when he said he hoped to pay off the money owed to the other party as soon as possible, when he accidentally fell while delivering food and injured his hands and feet, when he was meeting other male friends while eating... …

At such times, Tang Yunqian would frown.

And when he was about to leave, Tang Yunqian frowned the most.

You Liangmu once thought that Tang Yunqian was the most handsome frowning man in the world.This expression will not make people feel happy, but it will make the man exude a deeper charm.

So at that time, he actually didn't regret parting with the other party.

She was even a little secretly happy, because she saw Tang Yunqian frowning so deeply and charmingly for him.

Even if it might be the last time I saw it.

At the moment, he was lying on the ground like a dog, naturally he couldn't predict what happened later.He's just miserable like an abused dog.

With him like this, even if his nose is crooked and his eyes are slanted, he can somehow arouse a little pity from others.

Tang Yunqian looked down, and his eyes scanned the bruises on his face, and the pair of cotton trousers that were frayed at the knees.

The man recalled a little, and asked calmly: "The person who stands downstairs in my company every morning, holding a sign and yelling, is that you?"

Yu Liangmu was surprised.

It turns out that capitalists are not blind. People have long noticed the struggling poor people in the corner of their eyes, but they just turned a blind eye.

"Yes," he cried joyfully in his throat, "it's me!"

You Liangmu excitedly raised his hand as a signal, and immediately let out a "hiss".It would be a lie to say it didn't hurt, he was in so much pain that he couldn't even sit up.

His bones were about to fall apart, but he didn't care much about how many injuries he had on his body, nor did he care about the blood flowing into the corner of his eyes.

All he cares about is that the evil capitalist is finally willing to talk to Mai Tai himself.

"It's me, I've been waiting for you." You Liangmu looked up at the other party.

Tang Yunqian was silent for a while, and said to the man whose face was bruised from the beating: "Come upstairs with me and talk to the office."

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After being beaten up, Xiaoyou finally talked to her husband.

Xiaoyou: Yay!