Yu Liangmu

You Liangmu subconsciously tried to prevent his uncle from harming himself, and without thinking about it, he grabbed the sharp blade with his hand, and his palm was immediately cut with blood.

"Ah Liang, let me die! Let me die..."

"You are the same as the second uncle, right? You want to die, right? He is gone, do you want to go with him?" You Liangmu tore his voice and roared, "How do you let grandma live? Both of her sons If she finds short-sightedness, can she still live?!"

You Liangmu also has a second uncle.

Back in the day, his second uncle was a staunch prodigal, eating, drinking, whoring and gambling was not a proper job, he was an alcoholic gambler and addicted to drugs, all of which depended on gnawing on the old.

Later, in order to carry out the cheating policy to the end, the unchanging second uncle even came up with a trick——

die young.

He found a Chinese-style hotel with Liangzi, drank three bottles of white wine and then hanged himself. While harming the owner's business, he also let You Liangmu and his grandmother experience the greatest tragedy in the world. .

Fortunately, the second uncle will go to Hades, otherwise You Qichao's title of "useless person" would really have to be given up.

You Qichao cried bitterly, and insisted on stabbing the tip of the knife into his stomach, "Ah Liang, let go!"

"Are you crazy?" You Liangmu held on tightly and refused to let go.

His protruding blood frightened You Qichao, a coward. Seeing that the wound on his hand was getting deeper and deeper, You Qichao finally let go, and You Liangmu immediately threw the knife away.

You Liangmu was in pain, but it didn't hurt to the point of dying. It was much better than You Qichao's half-dead look.

The two men sat on the messy ground for a while, the room was dimly lit, it was getting dark outside, and it was raining coldly.

Once in this humid climate, You Qichao's legs began to ache again. Seeing his grinning face, You Liangmu knew that his lame leg had an old problem.

"Leg pain?" You Liangmu brought medicinal wine.

When his hands were warmed up, he put his palms on his uncle's knees, warmed them up, and rubbed his uncle's sick right leg.

The smell of medicinal oil filled the room, and You Liangmu's clothes were also covered with a pungent smell. His nails and finger skin were also stained yellow, looking like an old man's hands.

It might seem to others that this family is his burden, but if his uncle is gone, he really has no relatives left in this world.

You Liangmu vented all his anger on his hands, and pressed down hard, making You Qichao's knee joints creak.

"Hiss...it hurts!" You Qichao moaned, "Take it easy!"

You Liangmu stared at the useless cripple, "I'm going to hurt you to death!"

His uncle looked at the messy house, picked up the summons, and looked at it numbly, "Ah Liang, the 80... I really don't know how this debt suddenly appeared..."

You Qichao couldn't figure it out after thinking about it. It's been five or six years, how could it be found out, and he heard about it a while ago. The company is clearly doing well, and he still wants to make some money. Well, why did it suddenly close down?

It's like being robbed for no reason.

You Liangmu knew that even if he slaughtered his uncle, he would not be able to squeeze out 80 yuan, so he really wanted his uncle to die.

"Okay," he couldn't bear to say, "I'll find a way about this matter."

The man sighed and went outside with his mobile phone, wiped his face, thought for a while, and finally made a call under the cold wind.

In the few seconds when the dial sounded, he was ready to overdraw all his dignity.

"Hello? Hey, Brother Gan, it's me, I'm You Liangmu... er, it's like this, I have something... Uh, I want to tell you..."

After listening to You Liangmu's brief remarks, Tang Yunqian was not quite surprised, just like this man's usual demeanor——

There is an implicit control over everything.

He only talked to You Liangmu, "Meet and talk."

The creditor gave room for negotiation, and You Liangmu hurried to find Tang Yunqian early the next morning.

Before he entered that office, he still tidied himself up in a low-browed and pleasing manner. He glanced down and looked at the pair of dirty cloth shoes on his feet that were incompatible with the beautiful marble floor tiles...

Suddenly, he returned to the time when he came to borrow 20 from Tang Yunqian.

The door was not closed tightly, and Tang Yunqian was vaguely heard on the phone, and he said in a bad tone, "Zhou Jin, I didn't ask you to do things like this."

You Liangmu thought, maybe the two cousins ​​had some business disagreements, he didn't dare to disturb, anyway, he didn't dare to knock on the door until Tang Yunqian hung up the phone.

"Come in." Tang Yunqian's suppressed sullen voice came out, and the phone call just now made him angry.

The man took a deep breath, pushed open the door of Tang Yunqian's office, and went in.

"Brother..."

"Ah."

Tang Yunqian was flipping through the acquisition report in his hand. When he saw You Liangmu arrived, he looked up, noticed something, and continued to look down at the report.

But he spoke first, "What happened to your hand?"

You Liangmu put his injured hand behind his back, "It's nothing... I was troubled by my uncle, I cut it with a knife, because of the recent incident, just... what I told you on the phone yesterday thing."

Tang Yunqian's slightly lowered face turned gloomy. He ground his teeth and showed some unknown expression, but he was quickly restrained by this man who was good at controlling himself.

"Have you gone to the hospital?" He looked up again, looking at You Liangmu's casually bandaged palm.

You Liangmu said perfunctorily that he had been there, and then immediately returned to business, "Brother, that, that, that 80, I don't know about you...how do you think about it?"

"80," Tang Yunqian didn't seem very surprised by this small number, "Okay, I'll let Assistant Feng handle it, and the money will be credited to your original card."

"Hey, good, good."

You Liangmu bowed again and again, touched by how many times he used the other party as a cash machine, Tang Yunqian still did not abandon him, and still tried his best to help him.

Even though Tang Yunqian didn't say anything, he still felt that he was quite shameless. He had just rejected the other party, and now he came to ask the other party for a loan. This is no longer a question of whether to take advantage of it, but a question of whether to behave.

But he has no way to repay, he is a very ordinary and useless person, and he has no good things to hand out, so maybe there is only one way to repay the debt...

At your disposal.

"Brother Gan, you said that day that you need someone to watch the house..."

Tang Yunqian put down the report in his hand, and cast his gaze over, as if he had expected it, "Are you willing to come?"

"Well," You Liangmu's spine was already like a bent wheat, and it could no longer straighten up.

Tang Yunqian stood up, approached him slowly, then raised his hand, gently covering the man's face, "Ayou, finally, you don't reject me anymore?"

"Hey……"

Because he was really stubborn, and if he continued to be stubborn, he, his uncle, and his grandma would not be able to survive.

As long as the creditor needs him, whether it's his ass or his dignity, he will give it as much as he can, and it's just a worthless foreign thing.

Tang Yunqian wiped the man's slightly hot ears with his knuckles, his eyes rarely showed a hidden longing, "It should have been like this long ago."

"Yeah." You Liangmu obeyed completely.

Tang Yunqian leaned over and kissed the man's depressed mouth, "Don't worry, I will solve it for you. Ayou, try to trust me."

Yu Liangmu nodded.

He never relied on anyone, except Tang Yunqian, as long as there was this man, he would not collapse.

Tang Yungan's eyes wandered on You Liangmu's face for a moment, "When will you move here?"

"I can do it anytime, I can be there whenever I want, uh, it depends on your convenience." You Liangmu tried his best to be submissive.

Tang Yunqian looked at him seriously, and after a while, he cast away his deep gaze, "Then tomorrow, you go back and pack your things first."

The creditor accepted this opportunity to repay the debt, and You Liangmu seemed to have received a great favor, and hurriedly said: "Oh, I got it, thank you brother."

Although he seemed to be selling meat by the catty, he understood that this time was different from the last time. Tang Yunqian didn't say "50 a year", probably because he had depreciated and was not worth 50.

But there is no need to bargain, the little man never has the right to say no, and he will do what the creditor says, that's right.

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In this way, You Liangmu moved back to Tang Yungan's house.

As for his uncle's question, he said that he lived in the place where he worked, applied for a long-term dormitory, and usually did not go home to live.

"Hold it carefully," Tang Yunqian handed the key to You Liangmu, "Don't give it back to me."

"Hey, good."

You Liangmu tried the door with this key, opened and closed it several times, and finally put a new small iron ring on it for fear of losing it.

Returning to this familiar place, the man is both real and illusory, as if drowning in a deep sleep and having a dream.

Tang Yunqian helped him take the bag he was carrying, put it in the living room, and asked casually, "Your luggage is so little? Is there anything else you haven't brought in?"

"No, that's all."

It's really rare, like a backpacker coming to a friend's house to stay for a few nights.

You Liangmu didn't bring much. He remembered how his heavy cart made Tang Yungan's brow frown when he first came to Tang Yungan's house.

Tang Yunqian seemed to understand what he was thinking, closed the door, walked over, hugged him gently, wrapped his shoulders and arms around the thin man, as if he was taking a gentle rest.

"It doesn't matter, things can be added bit by bit. Put more today, put more tomorrow, and then slowly, there will be more."

The man perfectly acted as the only life-saving straw that You Liangmu could grasp, perfectly became the only pillar that You Liangmu could cling to.

As always, he still maintains his image well and securely.

Tang Yunqian has not been so comfortable for a long time, and even his tone is unprecedentedly tender, "Remember? Ayou, just like before, you filled this home bit by bit. We are like before, that's good."

"Oh..." You Liangmu didn't quite understand, but still nodded obediently.

Just be obedient, he knows, and he is sure that Tang Yunqian will not harm him.

Tang Yungan asked him to try to believe.

He will.

Because Tang Yunqian was his last, last hope.

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The setting of this article: attack non-kindness.

He's like a good guy, but he's never been a nice guy.

He is a hypocrite.