my brother became a scum

I clicked a like under his photo and left a message "Blessings".

Since that day, Zhang Chen and I have completely cut off contact. There is no need to meet, call, or WeChat, and there is no need for social etiquette likes.

I lived in peace for more than half a year until I received a call from an unknown person—the nurse who participated in the first aid at the scene called me, and she said, "Is this Zhang Chen's family member? A hospital, please come as soon as possible."

My mind buzzed, but I gripped my phone tightly and asked, "Have you contacted his family?"

"Not yet, I unlocked his phone, and the only emergency contact I found was you."

"I'll come over as soon as possible, and you can call his mother again."

"I checked his mobile phone address book, and there is no contact information for his mother."

I picked up my coat and quickly ran downstairs with my phone in my hand, confirming the news while running: "How is the situation now, has Zhang Chen stabilized?"

"Seriously injured, but basically out of danger, please come and help pay the fee as soon as possible."

"Okay, I'll go there right away, which floor is it on?"

"Emergency Department building, you can ask the front desk for specific information when you arrive."

"Thank you."

I ran out directly from the work unit, took a taxi and rushed to the First Hospital. I got the specific room number information very smoothly, entered the elevator room, and then remembered to call Zhang Chen's assistant and explained briefly. Condition.

I have been trying to contact Zhang Chen's mother on the road, but maybe because my number is not authorized enough, I have been unable to get through.

I got out of the elevator door, and the aunt at the door confirmed my ID card information, and pointed me to the room. When I entered the room, I saw Zhang Chen's face was covered with an oxygen mask, with one leg hanging, and he was falling asleep.

I kind of wanted to feel his pulse, but I was afraid that touching him randomly would affect his condition, so I looked at the nurse as if asking for help, and the nurse said, "It's best not to touch him."

I thanked me and left the ward to help pay the bill.When I paid the fee and went upstairs, the nurse took the receipt and told me another news. There was another person in Zhang Chen's co-pilot who died on the spot. The family of that person directly took the body away. She asked Zhang Chen what to do, and those people said that it had nothing to do with them.

I want to find out the truth of the accident, and also want to know the identity of the person in Zhang Chen's co-pilot, but I can't do all of this. I can only stay with Zhang Chen for a while before Zhang Chen's assistant arrives.

I haven't seen him for more than half a year, and Zhang Chen is no different from what I remember, maybe because the breakup half a year ago was too easy and natural, and when I saw him again, I didn't feel much regret.

Rather, he would think that Zhang Chen is indeed a cunning man, he knows that I am a ruthless person, if something happens to him, no matter what I do, I will always rush over.

It's not that I feel sorry for money, but I just think he is too scary, and he is really not the same as me.

I stared at him for a while, and his assistant arrived in a hurry, and brought a group of people with him. He quickly completed the transfer procedures, and transferred the part I swiped the card back to my account.

Zhang Chen's assistant asked me if I wanted to go to the new hospital together, I looked down at my watch and said forget it, I still have things to do, so I turned around and left.

It's not that I'm hard-hearted, but that Zhang Chen is out of danger, and there are a group of people around to take care of him, and he has to be transferred to a hospital far away, so it's not very convenient to get in and out.I broke out during working hours today without asking for leave, and I didn't even send a text message to the leader just now, so I better go back and explain the situation clearly.

Yu Gong, I have work to do, Yu private, Zhang Chen and I have had a cold war or separated for more than half a year, I don't think I have the obligation to take care of him.

A few days later, Zhang Chen's call came to my mobile phone, and I connected the phone, but he didn't speak, and neither did I. After a long time, he said softly: "Come and see me, okay?" good."

All my resistance and defense lines were smashed to pieces by this sentence, and I became helpless, and I only replied "yes" to him.

I went to the nursing home to see him for the first time, and I met Xiaotian there for the first time. I comforted Zhang Chenjie, but there was no trace of sadness on Zhang Chen's face. We chatted briefly, We ate a meal cooked by Oda together in the hospital, and when he was sleepy, he tucked into the quilt and slept, and I also left the nursing home.

After that, he was busy with work, and after a few weeks of work, Zhang Chen and Xiao Tian rolled together when they passed by.

Zhang Chen said many times that I was ruthless. He said Chen Heping, how could you be so ruthless, I beg you, you are willing to see me.

After a long time, Zhang Chen told me that if you came over on Valentine's Day, there would be no matter of Paul and the second official, and if you had visited me a few times in the hospital, there would be no matter of Oda, but you not come.

He asked me what I thought, I took a bite of the meal he invited me, looked up and said: "I have no idea, you are you, I am me, who you like to hang out with has nothing to do with me."

Zhang Chen cursed, wiped his face, and stopped talking.

Zhang Chen disappeared for a few months, and came to our company to block me again. I asked him why he came to see me. He said that he suffered from the sequelae of the car accident last time, and now he has a psychological problem. The psychiatrist suggested that he find someone he trusts. Assisting in the treatment, he thought and thought, but he could only think of me.

When he doesn't come to see me, I don't think about him, and I don't miss him very much.

When he came to me and needed my help, I couldn't bear to refuse him.

There is a chicken soup for the soul who said that true friendship is not being in touch with each other at ordinary times, but drawing a knife to help when something happens. I think that is pure nonsense, but when it comes to me, I really became that nonsense person.

So I became a listener, and only then did I know that when the car accident happened that day, it was his boyfriend who was in the passenger seat.

I pondered for a few seconds to see if I wanted to comfort the man in front of me who wasn't sad at all. He lit a cigarette and told me the specific details.

"The driver hit us on purpose. My boyfriend used to drink and drive and killed his younger brother. Later, he suppressed it with his family relationship and secretly stuffed a lot of money."

"Oh, power overwhelms people."

"The driver took the money, sent his wife and children abroad, bought a big truck, and just stared at my boyfriend, thinking about when he would get revenge."

"Then why are you in the driver's seat?"

"He acted like a baby to me that day, saying he was too tired and asked me to drive."

"You don't look sad at all."

"Tsk," Zhang Chen smiled, and the smoke covered his expression for a moment, "He rushed over at that time, I thought he was going to save me, but he pressed my steering wheel and turned towards me. Hit on the right side, if you want me to hit him directly, he will survive."

"Not necessarily, maybe it is trying to hit the right to help you avoid the truck."

"He yelled at me at that time, I'm sorry I don't want to die, you said he didn't want to die, do I want to die?"

Survival is a human instinct, that person's behavior can only be said to be heartless, and it cannot be said to be completely wrong.

"Don't be too sad."

"I'm not sad, I survived, he died, the car went straight to the right and hit the protective wall, avoiding the truck instead."

"..."

"He said he loves me, and said he gave it to me for the first time later on. In fact, it's all fucking nonsense. He was crazy playing abroad a few years ago. It doesn't matter if he dies. His family still wants me to be with him For a ghost marriage, I can go ride a horse."

I really had nothing to say about this bad thing, so I simply asked him, "Since you're not sad and you don't feel guilty, what's wrong with you, so serious that you need to see a doctor?"

"I'm afraid, Chen Heping. As long as there are people in the car, I'm terribly afraid. It's not because I'm afraid that I might have trouble driving, but because the person in the car will come and take my steering wheel and try to kill me."

"You should have post-traumatic stress disorder."

"The doctor said the same thing. He told me to find a trustworthy person to accompany me on the road again and take it easy."

After Zhang Chen said this sentence and smoked the cigarette, he looked up at me, as if he was not afraid at all that I would not agree.

"I don't care if you can go on the road." I said this, but he smiled, and he knew that I agreed.

After that, we went to practice the car every weekend, and he would get sick while driving. I would pull off the handbrake urgently, put me in the driver's seat, and drive back.

He also cast a shadow over the co-pilot, always sitting directly behind me, and would just fall asleep while sitting.

We practiced the car together for three months. His condition has improved, but he still hasn’t completely improved. In the end, he just gave up, kicked the car and said, “It’s a big deal that we won’t carry people in the future.”

I am noncommittal, after all, I have done what I can do, Zhang Chen doesn't want to continue to push himself, so let's not push.

I still drove him back. In the past, I sent him to a location close to my house. I got off the car and put him in the car, and he drove home by himself.But that day, Zhang Chen was lying on the back all the time, saying that he was sleepy to death, and asked me to take him home directly.

I took him downstairs in the west city and told him to get down, but he refused to get down while lying on the back seat, and asked me to carry him up.

I stood by the back door of his car and looked at him for a while, then bent over, carried him out, carried him all the way upstairs, pushed the door open and kissed him, when the kiss was over, the clothes were almost stripped, so I just rolled There was a ball.

I attribute the behavior of that night to the spirit -- the worm's upper brain, and there is nothing to justify.Zhang Chen flirted with me for three months, and I couldn't hold back anymore.Not long afterward, I found out again that Zhang Chen and Xiao Tian hadn’t broken up at all. I asked him and he didn’t deny it. He lay naked on my bed and said, “They’re all friends, just for fun.”

I don't know why I thought of Zhang Chen on the way to carry out the task, but all I thought of were messy things. Before getting in the car, Uncle Chang asked me if I should call my relatives and friends, but I felt that this call No one should call him.