little beast

Later, Sheng Shuangxu didn't tell his mother about it, and he didn't want to.

It's useless to say, it's better as a secret between him and Sheng Yuwei, buried in the bottom of my heart forever.

Sheng Shuangxu was born introverted, and his mouth was a bit clumsy. He didn't know how to pay attention to his sister, so he could only tell her to take medicine over and over again, and dryly tried to make Sheng Yuwei feel better.

Sheng Yuwei was also unwilling to talk about her pain with Sheng Shuangxu, and there was a tacit understanding between them not to mention it.

Sheng Yuwei looked completely different from the depression and slit her wrists a few days ago, she was always like this, no matter what happened, she just acted as if nothing happened, and even appeared in the living room to watch TV shows with Sheng Shuangxu when she was in a good mood .

Ever since Sheng Yuwei fell ill and dropped out of school, Sheng Shuangxu had learned to smoke, so that in the end, cigarettes had become a carrier for him to relieve his sorrow and pain.

Whenever Sheng Yuwei spent a normal and peaceful day, Sheng Shuangxu would squat on the balcony with an ashtray in his arms, light a cigarette under the moonlight, and pray that the next day would never come.

When he stubbed out the last cigarette butt in the cigarette case, the dawn of the next day could always illuminate the steel railing of the balcony that was covered with heat from his body temperature.

Even though Sheng Shuangxu hadn't touched a cigarette for a long time, whenever he saw all kinds of cigarette cases, he would think of Sheng Yuwei's withered fingers.

Cigarette addiction was also the last trace left by Sheng Yuwei. Sheng Shuangxu tried his best to quit it, in order to become a "normal person".

He was also smoking in his dream, and he knew in his heart that Sheng Yuwei had been dead for 13 years, and the smoke still turned into a thick gray fog, almost swallowing Sheng Shuangxu.

It wasn't until the woman's impatient revolving door sounded that Sheng Shuangxu finally got out of the endless and uncontrollable nightmare.

He opened his eyes.

Sheng Shuangxu's illness was not cured by a piece of antipyretic medicine and a few sips of cold water. He was feverish, but he was still conscious, and his body was drenched with sweat.

Shen Chengan locked the door when he left, and the aunt who came to clean regularly had the key to the bedroom, Sheng Shuangxu didn't know who it was, and the stubborn noise of the doorknob almost tore his ears.

He was so tired that he couldn't even raise his hands to lift the covers.

Sheng Shuangxu fell into a half-drowsy state. He listened to the conversation outside the door, was woken up repeatedly, and fell asleep again and again.

Just when the aunt came to do the housework, Maria could unscrew the door and go straight to Sheng Shuangxu who was locked on the bed.

The wind flowing in the living room was brought into the bedroom, Sheng Shuangxu was awakened by Maria who finally opened the door, he couldn't help shivering a few times, his eyelids seemed to be heavy.

Looking at the rotten man on the bed, Maria couldn't hide the disgust in her eyes.

Maria said, "Mr. Sheng, why are you on my son's bed?"

She could see that Sheng Shuangxu was seriously ill, but she didn't care about Sheng Shuangxu's illness, she only cared about Shen Chengan's bed where he was lying.

Sheng Shuangxu was terrified - he remembered Maria, even though she only showed her face in the college entrance examination mobilization, she was the only blond-haired and blue-eyed parent at that time.

Even if Sheng Shuangxu didn't have glasses, Maria's appearance was still blurred in his memory, but at this time, who else could appear here and say such a thing, except Maria.

He was caught by Maria, and he had no time to escape.

He tried to understand the situation in front of him with his chaotic brain. Maria, Shen Chengan's mother, found Sheng Shuangxu lying on Shen Chengan's bed.

Fortunately, he was sick today. If he was not sick, he would be locked in the bedroom as usual, and Maria saw him wearing a collar and chains.

With Sheng Shuangxu's illness like this, he was still sweating for Shen Chengan.

He couldn't repeat the mistakes he made eight years ago, at least, he had to make up for his whistleblowing and cover up for Shen Chengan.

Sheng Shuangxu didn't know that Shen Chengan, whom he was trying to protect, was not afraid of being discovered by Maria at all, and he didn't care about the torture that Sheng Shuangxu might endure after the incident was revealed. Tool of.

And Sheng Shuangxu was still using his feverish brain to think about how to hide the truth for Shen Chengan.

Sheng Shuangxu just fell asleep for a while, as if he hadn't spoken in his entire life. With a hoarse throat, he forced himself to sit up and said, "I'm sick, Chengan...he's a good boy, he wants to take care of me Make it easier."

It would be good for Shen Chengan to take good care of himself, he is not such a respectful person now.

But Sheng Shuangxu is quite special. When Maria found Shen Chengan, Shen Chengan still liked him very much. Maria frowned, thinking that Sheng Shuangxu had to treat him differently.

Sheng Shuangxu was afraid that she would not believe it, so he quickly added a few words: "Madam, I am very sick, I hope you can go back soon, so that you don't get infected by me."

"It's okay," Maria calmed down, pulled a chair and sat down, and said, "I haven't seen you for eight years, and you are still as young as before."

Eight years ago, Sheng Shuangxu was only 23 years old. He had just taught at that time. Not only was he young in appearance, but he also had ambition and passion for this position. Now he has been ruled by reality both physically and mentally. Overwhelmed, his temper was smoothed, leaving only a soft shell.

Sheng Shuangxu coughed a few times weakly, and said in a pleasant way: "You are also very young, you and Cheng An look more like siblings."

Maria's eyes glanced at the red marks on Sheng Shuangxu's neck - the texture of the collar was very rough, and it easily abraded his skin, and Sheng Shuangxu's neck felt sore and sore when he moved it.

The relationship between Shen Chengan and Sheng Shuangxu had always been silent, he rarely left traces on Sheng Shuangxu's body, and the few closeness between them existed only in the kiss when Shen Chengan deliberately disgusted Sheng Shuangxu when they met.

Apart from the strangle marks on Sheng Shuangxu's neck, Maria couldn't see any clues.

Maria asked, "Mr. Sheng, what's the matter with your neck?"

Maria didn't care about Sheng Shuangxu's feelings at all, and told him that he didn't know how to deal with this straightforward woman. Sheng Shuangxu didn't want to tell the truth, so he could only vaguely explain: "I don't have any problems living here. How long, before coming here, I had a little friction with some people..."

Sheng Shuangxu began to sweat, he didn't know whether it was because of the effect of the medicine, or because he was nervous because of this clumsy lie.

Maria actually accepted his narrative-a notorious teacher who sexually abused her students, he was beaten and choked by angry parents, and his ambiguity became an attempt to defend himself. Proof of the indefensibility of one's own dignity.

From the beginning to the end, Maria believed that her son was a kind-hearted person who could not be soft-hearted.

"I know about Gao Qiongluo's illness." Maria tapped her fingers slowly on the crook of her arm, and said, "Ms. Sheng, I can treat her for free, and even help her to go to college, it doesn't matter."

"By the way, and your work, I can do something."

A bad premonition arose in Sheng Shuangxu's heart. There is no free lunch in the world, let alone Maria, the biological mother who is exactly the same as Shen Chengan.

Maria looked into Sheng Shuangxu's vigilant eyes, and laughed softly: "Mr. Sheng, don't be so afraid of me."

She couldn't stop her son, but she could always start somewhere else.

"I just need you to call me in your spare time and tell me about my son. You should be very good at this."

"Like eight years ago."