critical value

The phrase "I'm so envious" he said actually made me tangled up for a while that day. After thinking about it, I couldn't figure out what to envy about it - he must have no brother to be so brother-controlled .

The real brother is not like this, he will tell you that "classical Chinese" is "classic Chinese" and then make you lose face in various ways, and be ridiculed by classmates; he will use your trust again and again to throw you off the swing Hit your head on the ground; he will take anything you should have, and he has the authority to make you die for him... Of course not only that, he also has the authority and ability to take your life , leaving you unable to do anything but die and flee.

Caressing the long-healed scars, I still clearly remember the feeling of being torn apart by steel that day, right here...

It is hard to let go of it for a long time, even though the body has healed, the scene at that time is still vivid in my memory-the world with dizzy rotation and too strong contrast between light and dark, the world I saw when black and white alternately flashed before my eyes.Then I escaped to the sky, saw a condescending black figure in a daze, and heard the word "later"... Only in this way can I be truly saved.

So from that moment until now, I have dedicated myself to the family that once saved me.Life is redeemed but there is no real sense of being redeemed. Although Zhang Haoran is by my side at last, although now "power is in the hands of the people" often has the illusion of covering the sky with one hand, but more often, I will be on the other side. Immersed in this illusion, I want to do whatever I want, anyway, to die soon—I always feel that I actually have nothing now, only one life left, and only this life is left to linger in this world and suffer in vain.

Because of my brother's knife, I lost my parents, my friends, my hometown, and everything I could return to.Although I am the chief executive now, I also know very well that the position of "chief executive" is just a temporary residence for me, and it is not a place suitable for returning.

For a moment, there is an illusion that the world is at home.

When I was struggling with this matter that day, no matter how I thought about it, it was wrong. No matter how I thought about it, I felt an unknown anger in my heart, and I wanted to hug my headache for a while for no reason.So I moved a chair, sat in the middle of several old residential buildings, drenched in the rain and played the guitar with a silly 13 and youth drama look.

A smile suddenly appeared on my face as I played and played, and I suddenly had an urge to run to the door of Epilepsy's house to play the guitar. I wanted to see him look up at me with admiration, and said with starry eyes: "You can also play the guitar. Hey!" Just imagining his appearance made me very happy, the expression on his face changed from expressionless to grinning, then from grinning to grinning, and then from grinning to grinning The sound, that kind of "hee hee hee hee" is only a person can hear, self-entertaining laughter...

Even that was pretty fun, and in retrospect it seems like I've lost this ability to entertain myself for years and replaced it with self-pity.

——Almost drenched, I moved the chair with the guitar on my back, my face was full of water but I entered the door with a breezy look on my face, the bully Mama of a certain elite poked his head out of the master bedroom to look at me. The face is unbelievable. I guess they must think that this young man is so amazing. After running out and sitting for a while, he became so happy after being soaked in the rain. Is it a snake spirit disease?

I don't know why, but thinking of this is another kind of inexplicable pleasure...so I started to giggle again.

Taking a shower is also an inexplicable pleasure, I don't know why, anyway, I just keep laughing and laughing and I can't stop.After changing into dry clothes, I sat on the bed and wiped my hair with a black towel. At this time, I felt an inexplicable loss in my heart, but in this loss, I could vaguely see hope

——Actually, I also hope that one day after a long, long time, when I get crazy again, and it rains heavily in the middle of the night, I move the chair downstairs to play the guitar, and then get soaked in the rain, someone will be there for me when I go home Put a dry towel on my head from time to time, even if I throw it over my head and face, I will laugh happily; can urge me to take a shower and change clothes; can pass me a cup of hot water... I think of this in my heart There was another emptiness, for a long time, it seems that from the very beginning I have not enjoyed this most basic treatment, and I have to deal with everything slowly by myself, making it feel like I am hanging up now.

This kind of hollowness is not a complete hollowness, in which I can vaguely see the figure of another person flickering on and off, throwing a towel on my face, driving me into the bathroom, and handing me a glass of water with just the right temperature .

......

After that, epilepsy and I played harmoniously for a few days, and talked about a lot of unscrupulous and disharmonious topics. He said that he didn't realize that I was an old driver before, and I said that a real old driver should hide it deeply. dew.I have always felt very happy in those few days, probably because after talking about unethical things, the relationship naturally became closer, and probably because of the reason for becoming closer, I have inexplicably liked it more and more after watching Epilepsy.

He would often talk to me about various disharmonious things on the way home. At that time, I found that he knew a lot of stalks, but all of them stayed in the Qing Dynasty without any practical effect, but I was still surprised that he was obviously a man. The third grade dog is busy with his studies every day, how can he have time to read these things and still be so impressed.So I made a tomysurprise look and asked him: "How on earth do you know these things?"

He also had a tomysurprise expression, while looking at me with the eyes of an alien, he said: "I read it on my mobile phone, don't you also read novels?"

"Are you watching these things every day without studying hard?" He turned his face to the side and refused to answer my question, "My dear Ma Ma has already said, don't let me play with bad boys like you." The second half The sentence is that I see the atmosphere is too embarrassing to talk nonsense. I haven’t seen my dear Mama for many years. She doesn’t even know that I’m still alive...

Epilepsy suddenly reacted after listening to the half sentence, turned around and said with a blank expression, this time in a calm tone that made people feel chills down the back: "Actually, I won't let me go with you Playing, she said that you are a young man who wanders around the streets all day long with nothing to do, and when you get home, you go to the old man, saying that you are useless and let me get away from you."

"Huh? I'm useless."

"You're just like, you didn't care in high school, you didn't have a higher education, and you were unemployed."

"How can you say that about the widow, the widow is actually a drag."

"In what way?"

"Something you don't know."

He actually glared at me!

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After a few trivial things, the developer introduced this work into a very bullying link, but before that, there are still a few days before which you can play leisurely and heartlessly all over the street.

I still remember that one day I was digging into the bookcase of an elite to read a few good books, but I didn't know what happened, but I knocked down a pistol. The gun hit the top of my head with a "touch". At first I was taken aback and thought I had encountered a murder scene. After calming down for a while, I suddenly realized that the gun was hidden in the bookcase by myself when I first came here a while ago.

Sure enough, it's been too long since I haven't worked, and I will be shocked by my own weapon.

While thinking about where to hide the old man this time, a bad move came up in a flash of inspiration in his mind.

That day, when all the people at the school gate had almost left, it was almost dark. I took advantage of the night and sneaked to the school gate, and waited quietly in the gap between the school gate and the wall. Suddenly, a familiar figure Flashing in front of me, I watched him walk out of the range of the fluorescent lamps at the school gate, and then rushed up a few strides, covered his mouth from behind with his arms around his waist, and dragged him into the dark room on the left side of the school gate. dead end.

At that time, I was really impressed by myself. It turns out that I have such a talent for being a kidnapper~

I silently took out a pistol from my pocket and put it on his temple. According to the usual routine, I should say something threatening at this time, for example: "Don't bark, or labor and capital will destroy you; Otherwise, labor and management will destroy you; hand over your domineering phone number, don’t fool me, or labor and management will destroy you..." Anyway, I don’t bother with all kinds of "labor and management have destroyed you" sentence patterns Listed one by one, oh yes, there is one more thing I have to say, that is, the kidnapper's blood boiled amidst the victim's seductive groans and the scratching of the little paws. Then he said: "Don't call the police, or labor and management will destroy you."

But unfortunately, he is different from the victim in the TV series. He didn't let out a seductive moan of "woo woo", nor scratched me with his little paws, and followed the action of the hand I pressed on his face. Judging by touch, he is either expressionless or calm... Really, I am cold... Even a professional kidnapper would feel uninterested in this situation, let alone It's my bad friend who just wants to see him flustered.

So I put the muzzle of the gun on his head for a while, then gave up, and silently let go of my hand to let him break free from me. At that time, the muscles of my whole body had completely relaxed, and I wanted to say a few words to him to ease the embarrassment.But this BOY was beyond my expectation. Not only did he not run away, but he also got into my arms. I thought he was going to hug me, but I was so frightened. In the end, he just took the pistol away and loaded it. Put the muzzle of the gun on my forehead, and pulled the trigger without hesitation...

I still remember when I was 16 years old and just entered high school, one day I was suddenly called by a senior to a small room with no one around. He sat on a chair and looked at me solemnly, and then told me earnestly, Chief, you are not young anymore. If a woman suddenly comes and strikes up a conversation with you one day and wants to have sex with you, don’t go with her. You must be careful with a wealthy person like you. Don't follow that little girl, she might kill you with a single shot while rolling out of bed.

At that time, I didn't understand at all, so I asked him in a daze, "Huh?"

That day, I seemed to suddenly understand a little bit. Epilepsy approached me openly with an attitude of throwing himself into a hug. I thought I wanted to hug me and be shy, but he snatched the pistol the next second. The gun was about to collapse. me!

In the next second, a plastic bullet the size of a soybean hit Ben Gong's prosperous beauty...

Originally, it was to prevent my wolf-blooded slaughter from coming up, and then I shot a cute epilepsy before I replaced it with a simulated toy gun.I didn't expect it to save my life... Thinking of the military gun that was kept in the refrigerator freezer and filled with bullets all the year round, I feel terrified now...