girlfriend's brother

His lungs seemed to be exploding, and every time he took a breath, it hurt. He just exposed half of his body outside the edge of the bed, lying on his back on the ground, panting heavily.Tears overflowed from the corners of the eyes, accumulated slowly, and finally merged into a full drop of water, passing across the temples and soaking into the hair on the temples.

"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous! I'm the root of all this evil? It's ridiculous! How much have I suffered because of you lunatics, and now you blame me instead?"

Song Nuan's screams just now were more horrific than any screams Zhou Hui had ever heard. A guess flashed through his mind, perhaps Song Nuan had completely disappeared from then on.Sadness, relief, grievance... All kinds of emotions piled up together. After suppressing the emotions for a long time, he finally couldn't bear it anymore. He lay on the ground, sobbing and crying intermittently, and finally howled outright.

He didn't understand, why he had to bear this for no reason?Just because of an inexplicable relationship with the same sex, he deserves to bear all this?Does he deserve to be like a doll, abused wantonly, unable to control his own life?

He was not reconciled, not reconciled to letting others slaughter him like this.

"We must find a way, there must be a way, no one in this world can hurt others unscrupulously. To be alive, I want to live, I want to settle accounts with them..."

When his breath calmed down, Zhou Hui got up.He was still in Song Nuan's room, but he was no longer the dusty and deserted one when he came in just now.He fell into the illusion created by others again, he no longer wanted to be led by others, but when he stretched out his hand to touch the things around him, he found that his hand had passed through the things around him, he was still worried about what was about to appear. The scene has no effect at all.

It couldn't be more obvious who was behind the scenes.He didn't know what this man wanted to do again, he walked around the room manically, trying to kick things around him that he couldn't touch at all: "What the hell do you want to do? Ah? Let me tell you, I don't want to see anything. I don't want to know, I feel sick when I fucking think of you!"

He wanted to go out, but as soon as he got to the door, it seemed to be blocked by something like a spider's web.He had no choice but to walk around the room, thinking of ways to get out.

Too many people have died in this house of the Song family, maybe it is really like the old man often said that there is too much yin, the living people can easily be controlled by brainwaves, and be led by the nose by "those things".He scratched the back of his head: "Last time, I should have asked by the way, how to escape from the illusion."

He is still in Song Nuan's room now, Zhou Hui is very familiar with this room, he has visited it several times when he was young, and the layout of the room is the same as it was more than ten years ago.Now there is no one else in the room except him, who doesn't exist.

He stared at the photo frame on the bedside table for a while, when there were rustling voices outside the door.Zhou Hui was flustered for a moment. He was about to find a place to hide in a panic when he suddenly remembered that the scene in front of him was just an illusion, like a scene of holographic images. From a human point of view, Zhou Huicai is a non-existent person, a person peeping into their lives like a ghost.

Thinking about it this way, Zhou Hui suddenly became less afraid of the unknown scene that was about to happen, and instead aroused a trace of curiosity and inexplicable expectations.

The sound of the doorknob being twisted quickly sounded, and two short men walked in.

When the two men passed through Zhou Hui's body, Zhou Hui's breath stopped and he was still shocked.Among the two people who walked in, the thin boy was obviously his younger self, about thirteen or fourteen years old.

The other one was naturally Song Nuan, the two of them laughed and laughed, pushed and shoved from time to time, and fought in the room.Thinking of the person who wanted to kill him less than half an hour ago, Zhou Hui had mixed feelings for a moment, staring blankly at the innocent faces of his young self and Song Nuan.

Zhou Hui had no father and no brothers and sisters since he was a child. Song Nuan's closeness at that time made him seem to have found support, which was beautiful but not real.At that time, I had no premonition about the future, only knew that he would treat whoever was kind to him, and vowed to repay this beautiful girl who greeted him and brought him snacks when he grew up.

Now everything is fake, Song Nuan's closeness is fake, the kindness to him is fake, the love for him is also fake, all are just other people's design and orders.And the person who plotted against him behind his back for more than ten years was just a boy who was only two years older than himself.

The two young people lay side by side on the bed eating snacks, laughing and joking for a while, wondering why that person asked him to watch this, but he watched quietly from the side like a spectator.

"This book is so beautiful, I will buy this series when I have money!" The young Zhou Hui lay on his back, opened his arms with bright eyes, and made a long gesture.

"I have a lot of money in the drawer. It was given to me by my brother. I can use it to buy a lot of books. Do you want it?" Song Nuan asked.

"No! I will earn it myself in the future!"

"You are amazing, you will earn your own money in the future!"

"Well, I will spend it for you when I have money in the future. This snack is really delicious."

"Well! This is brought by my brother, and you have to eat more here."

After talking for a while, my eyelids on the bed began to fight, and the chatter and laughter with Song Nuan became smaller and smaller, and finally there was no more movement, and I simply fell asleep on the bed.

Zhou Hui sat aside, looking at his immature face on the bed, speechless for a moment.Only now did he discover that Song Han often appeared in his conversations with Song Nuan, but unfortunately he didn't notice it at that time, when he was young, he instinctively ignored all the topics about the person he felt strange and afraid of.

"This little stupid pig is asleep again! It's not winter now, why is it so..." Song Nuan poked the forehead of the person lying beside her with her finger, and complained in a thin childish voice, talking Even he yawned, "It's strange, why are you so sleepy after eating? But parents say you can't sleep in the same bed with boys... If they find out, you will be scolded to death..." After finishing speaking, the bleary-eyed Song Nuan hugged the pillow and left the room.

snack?dessert?

Zhou Hui stared at the plate of snacks that were almost eaten, and he seemed to remember that he would indeed feel sleepy after eating the snacks from Song Nuan's family.Maybe because I said I liked it the first time I came here, Song Nuan often gave it to him after he came.I didn't think much about it before, but now that I think about it carefully, there seems to be something wrong with this snack. Everything seems not as simple as I thought.

The door opened a crack, and a figure flashed by. The self on the bed was already sound asleep, and didn't react at all.Zhou Hui stared at some slender shadows outside, and suddenly realized something, and after reacting, he rushed to the bedside and stretched out his hand to shake the person who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

But his hand was just like a shadow, passing straight through himself on the bed, without grabbing anything, he stared blankly at his missing hand.

The person outside the door has already slipped in sideways through the crack of the door.

The bedside lamp was turned on a little bit, and a tall and thin person stood by the bed, and the small self on the bed was already shrouded in the shadow of a human figure.

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