girlfriend's brother

The man lowered his head slightly, just stood there fixedly, his gaze fell on the sleeping person on the bed.

Zhou Hui approached and stared at his lowered eyes. Knowing that the person in front of him couldn't hear him, he still couldn't help cursing: "You did it, right? Those biscuits and milk that make people sleepy. Song Nuan Always bring me here, always make me eat these... you crazy!"

In vain, he grabbed the person standing quietly opposite him with his hands, and watched his arm pass through the other person's body again and again, suddenly feeling exhausted, and leaned against the wall exhausted.

"No matter how much I do you won't notice me...never..."

The man didn't move his eyes. He stood by the bed, lowered his head, and said in a low voice.

Zhou Hui leaned against the wall behind him, unable to see the other person's expression, only heard a faint, powerless sense of exhaustion from his tone.

He stared at the young man's body, his slender and thin back was a bit bent, for a moment, he even had the illusion that he was speaking to himself behind him.

The man sat gently on the bed, covered the quilt, and covered the corners of the quilt.

The self on the bed slept soundly, but it seemed that he was afraid of waking up the sleeping person, so the boy's movements were very gentle.Zhou Hui stared at his slender fair to transparent fingers, thinking that this person would be killed by his own sister many years later, he suddenly felt much more at ease.

After the boy tucked in the corner of the quilt, he gently rubbed the corner of the quilt with his hands before he let go. He hesitated for a moment with his fingers, and slowly reached the quiet sleeping face under the quilt. Rubbing each other's delicate skin, from the chin to the ears, and then to the forehead.

The moment he lowered his head, Zhou Hui, who was stunned by the side, came to his senses and subconsciously stopped him: "Stop! Don't touch me!"

Zhou Hui didn't expect that the boy next to the bed really stopped moving, and the distance between their lips was less than 3 centimeters, and they froze.He breathed a sigh of relief, staring at the person next to the bed who felt nauseous for no reason, as if a hand was grabbing his stomach and twisting it crazily, he clutched his stomach in pain, and slid down against the wall.

"It's hard, isn't it? Just like I did back then."

The boy had already straightened his body, turned his back to Zhou Hui, and whispered something he couldn't understand.

Zhou Hui wasn't sure whether the other party was talking to the person on the bed or himself behind him, so he could only sit there quietly and observe the other party's actions.

After a while, the man finally spoke again: "You have only suffered for a few months, but I have been hiding in a corner that no one else can notice for more than ten years, watching you secretly, watching you grow up Big, watching you fall in love, watching you smile at others, watching you live hard... everything about you has nothing to do with me..."

Zhou Hui finally made sure that the person whose back was turned to him could see him. He stared at the young man's thin back, frowned and said, "So what, my life has nothing to do with you. You could have lived My perfect life, but you are crazy, you pulled me into a dark corner, and made me live cautiously like a monster that can't see the light."

The other party sneered, fingers lingering on the sleeping face on the bed, and gently stroking, the clear and clear voice unique to teenagers said in a low voice, "Hehe, I thought it would be good to watch alone in the dark, but you Don't even give me any hope, you want to marry someone else, live with someone other than me...I can't bear it, I can't do it..."

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you, let me go!" Zhou Hui found that he and the other party had nothing to say.

The young man ignored his roar, just sat quietly beside the bed, never moving his eyes away.Zhou Hui stared at the young man's white fingers cruising a little bit on "my" neck and cheeks, but he couldn't do anything. The feeling of nausea started to come up from his stomach again, and he ran out of the room covering his mouth.

The scene of that person touching "my" face was all in my mind, he was squatting on the ground gasping for breath, there was nothing in his stomach, he could only retch, choked and burst into tears.

After he regained his composure, he realized that the confinement had disappeared, and he successfully passed through the wall and arrived at another place.

Compared with the deserted room just now, this hall is really bustling, and Zhou Hui was caught off guard by the noisy scene.

Mother Song was wearing decent clothes, with meticulous makeup on her face, and she was excitedly exhorting something. Several elders and relatives of the Song family were quickly shuttling between the living room and the kitchen with exquisite food in their hands. This scene was very similar to When Song Nuan celebrated her birthday when she was a child, her family was in a hurry to prepare the party scene for her.But Zhou Hui was sure that this was not a repeat of the birthday party, because Mother Song looked a little older, not the young look he had seen when he was young.

He slowly walked through the noisy crowd, as if he was in a movie that started long ago, but he was just a passer-by, A, B, C, Ding, who had no interaction with the protagonists, and just quietly followed the plot step by step.

Among a group of people running back and forth, a tall and thin figure was particularly conspicuous in the corner. He walked over curiously and stood behind that person.

The man was holding the phone next to his ear, and after a minute or two he put it down again, and after flicking a few keys, he put it next to his ear again.

Put it down and pick it up, pick it up and put it down again, just repeat it over and over again.Zhou Hui was worried that the screen of the phone in his hand would be broken by him, so he walked around in front of the man curiously, stared at that face for a long time, and almost blurted out.

He had seen this face on the tombstone and in the dark house of the Song family, but it was the first time he saw this face under bright light. The shadow on the side of the bridge of the nose, the transparent jaw line at the edge of the skin, every time The facial expressions are so clear, it seems that this face is very real, as if you can touch it with your hand.

Zhou Hui was so frightened that he subconsciously took a step back, staring at the person in front of him in disbelief.

In his impression, he had never heard of Song Nuan's elder brother returning home after going abroad, and the first time he came back seemed to be the day he died.

He glanced at the big pendulum clock hanging on the wall, it was noon now, not far from the time of his death.The other party didn't know why he kept dialing the phone, looking very irritated, Zhou Hui was also inexplicably irritated by him, and shook his shoulder to remind him: "Stop calling, you are about to die! "

Song Nuan was not at home, according to Zhou Hui's memory, she should be staying with him at the moment.He walked under the garage, and sure enough, he saw a strange figure playing with something under a car.

Zhou Hui turned around to go back to the living room just now, and saw a person walking towards him with big strides, and got into the car through his body.

Song Han was still making phone calls over and over while Zhou Hui followed him all the time. He suddenly wanted to stop the other party from getting in the car and told him there was something wrong with the car, but he couldn't do anything.In the end, the rationality of saving lives was overcome by the desire/desire for revenge, and he simply watched all this happen from the sidelines.

When the car drove into the middle of the road, the scene of him carrying Liang Jing that night flashed through his mind. Thinking of Liang Jing's ferocious face, he suddenly felt the excitement of revenge, and all the cells in his body were shouting excitedly: " I want him to die, I want to see him die."

The car started to make a slight abnormal movement, but Song Han was irritably honking the horn, speeding up and overtaking, not aware of the abnormality of the car.

When the tire came loose and the car slid off the road, there was a piercing scream, Zhou Hui turned his eyes away.

Everyone around disappeared, everything returned to its old and mottled appearance, and the whole world became quiet.The surroundings were so silent that only Zhou Hui's own sobbing was heard. He stared at the deformed car and squatted down exhausted.In the end, he can only be a failure, so weak that he even hates himself.

The car rustled, and Zhou Hui looked up at the source of the sound. A man got out of the car, his white shirt was stained with blood, and staggered towards him.

"You...don't want me to die?"

The man's broken cheek was dripping blood, and he was walking slowly towards him.

He wanted to run, but he couldn't move anymore, he could only stare at the man opposite with a weird smile on his face, his deformed hands and feet were twisted, and he approached him step by step, slowly and twistedly.