Tossing and turning, it has been two weeks since the nurse performed a routine checkup each time, but Du Tuo only came three times, each time with a poker face, but the corners of his mouth were curved politely, He didn't fit in with him, at least in Shang Zinan's eyes, but in the eyes of the nurse who served as his assistant, Du Tang was very handsome and very good when he bent his mouth casually.On this day, a person came, whom Shang Zinan had been thinking about for the past few days, but he only came now. "You're a bit late." Hearing the sound of the door being pushed, Shang Zinan didn't turn his head back, leaning halfway on the bed, gently sketching something in the sketchbook with the sketch pen in his hand. "Brother." Shang Zinan called out in a low voice, and then snorted, very disdainful.Shang Chiqian walked in, dressed in a neat suit, his hair combed meticulously, his face was still handsome and charming, the charm of a mature man was meticulously displayed on him, he seemed to be six years older than himself, this person in his memory, as His brother did his duty to him.I can't help thinking that when I was a child, when I was young, this person's tolerance and pampering towards him is indeed rare in such a business family, but under the gentle skin, I was still betrayed and sent to the test bed, Completely turned into severe mental illness.Thinking of this, Shang Zinan couldn't help pinching the pen even tighter, and the carbon black tip pressed down heavily on the paper, leaving an indelible mark.Suddenly, the pen in his hand was snatched away by the man beside him. Shang Zinan frowned and looked up, only to see a calm expression on Shang Chi Qian's beautiful brows. Fang, is it necessary to have such an unfathomable face?Shang Chiqian didn't speak, just leaned on the picture quality, leaned over, and traced the black marks left just now stroke by stroke, with a serious and meticulous expression, so that Shang Zinan couldn't find a chance to be sarcastic for a while .The people beside him were so close to him, the scent of GUCCI sin on his body, mixed with the faint smell of tobacco, faintly entered his nose.This familiar smell brought back his memory at once. He knew what this person had done for him. Because of his schizophrenia, he kept killing people every time another personality appeared. He wore a white coat and dissected living people. He or people who don't know him will not believe that he is such a person, even he himself will not believe it, but in fact it is, every time he commits a crime, this man named brother will always use his power to give him security , gave him unreasonable shelter, so that half of his infamy was blamed on him when the matter was revealed, and the stock market plummeted, but he was thrown under his wings without receiving the slightest substance. sexual harm.The soft place in his heart was touched, Shang Zinan turned his head away from looking at this man, because when he thought about it carefully, it was his fault that was more, and he deserved what he deserved when he was sent out, so why would he complain that he had sacrificed so much for him? What about my older brother? After all, he also tried to stop in the end, and regretted it too, didn’t he? "Painting, concentrate on it." Shang Chiqian finally said the first sentence, returned the pen to Shang Zinan, and stood up straight. "Brother, you still know how to handle other people's psychology as always." No, the silent communication turned his original resentment and blame into his guilt and forgiveness for this person?Shang Chiqian reached out and stroked the hair on Shang Zinan's forehead, and said softly, "You are too soft-hearted, Zinan." Shang Zinan quietly raised his head, his childhood, his adolescence, his rebellious period They were all led by this man who is powerful in the mall, and he undoubtedly knows his weaknesses and temperament best. "No," Shang Zinan said calmly, "You know me too well." "Don't go out." Shang Chiqian sat down on the edge of the bed, "That person won't let you leave again." He regretted a little I don't have the ability to protect this person. Even if he turns his hands into clouds and rain on this side, he can't resist the power of that side.Shang Chiqian's eyes showed sadness and grief, but Shang Zinan misunderstood it as pity for him.Shang Zinan threw the pen and paper on the table, turned over and lay down with the quilt to cover himself, turned his back to Shang Chiqian, and said angrily, "Then I won't go out for the rest of my life!" lest I go to hell every day.After a long time, there was a heavy warmth on his shoulders, and Shang Chiqian's palms were gently placed on Shang Zinan's shoulders, his eyes were deep and bottomless.After a while, Shang Zinan felt his breathing slow down, and when he was about to fall asleep, he heard the footsteps of someone stretching his hand away. , he suddenly felt that he didn't want Shang Chiqian to leave, he wanted him to leave a message to stay with him, he wanted to say that he didn't blame him, but he still couldn't be honest, so he always lost again and again, and finally became It was gloomy and gloomy, and there was very little communication between the two.Brother... Shang Zinan repeatedly shouted from the bottom of his heart, his lips trembling, his nose was sore, and the tears in his eyes flowed down the bridge of his nose and onto the bed sheet, soaking a large area.

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