my brother became a scum

I was missing for three days, I didn’t say anything, and my subordinates pretended nothing happened. I still had endless work and meetings. Winter quietly left and spring came.

Zheng Dongyang came to see me on the second day after I came back. He said that if I survived a catastrophe, I will have future blessings, but he didn’t ask me how I came back smoothly. I didn’t give him the backup in my hand, because I didn’t want to delay He went into the water, and secondly, I didn't trust him as much as I thought.

The evidence has been submitted for two months, but there is no feedback or news at all. Maybe it was stopped by Zhang Chen's mother, or maybe it wasn't stopped, but the leaders above decided not to investigate for the time being.Either way, it's not a pleasant thing to do.

In July, the head was promoted, and in August, the team was reorganized, and I received an assignment order to go to Lushi as the second in command.Lushi is not a coastal city, nor is it a poor area. Its economic level is in the middle of the country, and its political status has always been low. Most of the leaders of Lushi have stopped at the provincial party committee, and it is difficult to make further progress.

The development of Lushi is mainly based on heavy industry and mining, and its geographical location is not superior. Against the background of the slow development of the country's overall heavy industry, the annual GDP has almost become an accurate horizontal line.

For me, this external transfer can be regarded as demoting the core circle of power, and the possibility of a comeback is basically eliminated.Not long after I received the message, Zhang Chen's number appeared on the screen of my mobile phone. I thought about it and chose to reject it because I really had nothing to say.

I know that such a result is considered good, at least I didn't go to prison or die in that closed space, but this personnel transfer made me very unwilling.

Yes, I am not reconciled, I have not done anything wrong, and I am not reconciled to being suppressed because I touched the underlying rules.

It's not that he is a hot-blooded youth, and it's not that he doesn't understand the "rules". It's just that he no longer yearns for power, yearns for climbing, and yearns for the top position like at this moment.

If my position is high enough and my words have enough weight, the evidence I submit will immediately become the basis for action, the corrupt officials I report will hopefully fall, and the phenomenon I am trying to change will improve.This is the most obvious truth, but I have always refused to believe it.

Deep down, I never saw myself as someone who "hopefully has more power" but as an ordinary human being the same as I used to be.

I am naively willing to believe that everyone is equal, that politics is clear and the law is fair, and that time will eventually give a satisfactory answer.But this paper transfer order easily shattered my thoughts. I can no longer trust or entrust anyone to investigate the truth of the incident, bring the criminals to justice, and let "those people" fall one by one.I have too few chips to lose cleanly in this round of Game of Thrones.

I packed up all the necessary things and left the office building where I have worked for nearly two years. If there is no accident, I should not set foot here for a long time to come.

The driver still dutifully asked me where I wanted to go. I clenched the purse in my hand, thought for a while, and said, "Take me to University A."

University A is my alma mater, where I spent the happiest time in the first half of my life.I got out of the car, thanked the driver solemnly, and walked slowly into the gate of the campus.

The clock of the main teaching building pointed to eight o'clock in the evening, and there were not many students on the road on the campus. As I walked on the campus, some dusty memories slowly rolled out.

I remember that very simple pavilion, the club I joined back then, the seniors and sisters asked me to go there to eat watermelon.

I also remember the winding corridor, when the pillars were wrapped with layers of grapes. When the grape festival came, everyone ran and jumped, laughing and picking grapes.

I finally made it to the stadium. It was approaching the school's centennial celebration, and there was a half-built stage in one corner of the playground.

I couldn't help but think of that night, when the dim lights flickered, someone held my hand and said - I want to be with you forever.

How nice it is to be young, you don't have to think about anything, you can take everything seriously, and you can't see any dark places in this world.

I stood there for a while, was bitten by two mosquitoes, and finally gave up here to recall my youth and abuse my nerves.I took a step and turned around, and saw Zhang Chen standing behind me, less than ten meters away from me.

The dim light in the stadium hit his face, his face was expressionless, like a statue of art.

I don't know how long he's been here, or why he doesn't call my name.I approached him and asked him: "It's been so many years, Zhang Chen, aren't you tired?"

"What is there for me to be tired..." Zhang Chen's hair was a little disheveled, covering his eyes a little, his voice was a little hoarse, "I love you, how can I feel tired."

"I haven't thanked you yet. Thank you for saving me at that time, and thank you for saving me as much as possible later." No matter how much I hate the result in front of me, I still can't deny that Zhang Chen helped me.If it weren't for him, I would definitely have paid more in that hijacking, and maybe I would be imprisoned in the days to come, and I wouldn't even know how I died.

"You are not stupid, Chen Heping..." He deliberately elongated his tone, but he couldn't hear the slightest hint of sarcasm. I saw the black circle in his eyes, and my heart beat violently for a few times following his words. Down.

"I'm not stupid, so I say thank you."

"If I said that I married my wife to protect you, would you be more moved?" Zhang Chen stomped his feet and his hair fluttered, like a child.

"Are you?" I asked him subconsciously.

"Although I can lie to you, it's really not."

On Zhang Chen's face was a nonchalant smile like when he made a mistake and was caught. He stretched out his right hand: "Let's hold hands and walk for a while."

"Why should I hold hands with you?"

"Just take pity on me. I love you so much that I'm going crazy."

I cursed a "liar" in my heart, but I still reached out and held his.We held hands and walked on the road that we have traveled countless times, especially like revisiting the old place where the campus couple finally got married. Thinking of this, I felt a strange moment of happiness, but soon, I returned to the cold reality world.

"Chen Heping."

"Ok?"

"Let me ask you, if I get divorced now and don't want anything, just go away with you incognito, would you like it?"

"I do not want to."

"I'll never look for anyone else again. I'll stay with you. It's just you and me. Would you like to?"

"I do not want to."

"If you and I have been together since we were young, we have always been with He Meimei, there is no one else, there is no conflict, and in the current situation, I ask you not to check on my mother in the future, would you like it?"

Zhang Chen held my hand so tightly that my fingertips ached. It was as if I was standing in a trial court, and countless people around me were asking me—are you willing?

"I don't want to." I heard my final answer.

The tightly clenched hands were suddenly released. It was clearly midsummer, but the palms felt cool. Zhang Chen stopped and said, "Chen Heping, I really want to kill you."

I looked at the couples holding hands and playing in front of me, at those carefree and speechless young people, and at the dark shadows under the street lamps.

"As I said earlier, we are not the same way."

"You will torture yourself to death sooner or later, you know that?"

"I know, but I'm happy to do it."

"Is it difficult to listen to people, Chen Heping?"

"Is it hard to be a good person, Zhang Chen?"

I turned my head and met Zhang Chen's gaze. I saw something in his eyes that I couldn't tolerate, and I thought, so did he.

We have been entangled for so many years, but found that we are becoming more and more incompatible with each other, from the initial taste of sweet and salty, to whether we are loyal or not, and now our positions are completely opposite.I don't understand why Zhang Chen still has obsessions. I'm already on a different road from him. When he came to chase me, I was exhausted for him.

He doesn't want to change himself, and I don't want to change myself. We both insist on something we can't back down, so there's no point in being together again.

He has already formed a new family, and we spent more than half a year together, and we should have been alienated and divorced long ago.

What did he have to hold on to?

And me, what is there to be reluctant to part with?

I looked away, turned around, and walked in the opposite direction from before. We should not walk the same road, nor should we be immersed in the ambiguity of the past, forgetting the pain of so many years in a trance.

I walked neither too fast nor too slowly, taking each step more leisurely until I heard him shouting at me behind me.

"If you were me and I were you, tell me, would you save me, or would you just watch me die?"

I can't answer this question because I know, what my answer is.

"That's my own mother, my only relative in the world, she treats me badly, I can't fucking kill my relatives righteously.

I didn't want to stop anymore, and took another step forward, but his footsteps were getting closer and faster, and he came trotting over.

I told myself to move forward, but my legs stuck against my will and stuck to the ground, and I couldn't get away.

He bumped into my back and hugged me tightly from behind.

"I bought a house in Switzerland. Let's do immigration directly in the past. I have money that I can't spend, and I will give it all to you. If you are worried, just lock me in the room. Let's live like this for the rest of our lives. You say, okay?" good?"

Well, what's wrong, ten years earlier, or even two years ago, if Zhang Chen had told me so, I would have embraced him and kissed him madly, and couldn't wait to agree to him.Oh, no, I still have to apply to bring my grandpa along.

At that time, my world cared most about two people, one was my grandfather and the other was Zhang Chen. With them, I was very happy.

What he said was too good, but unfortunately, it was too late.Zheng Qiang is dead, and I owe him my life.I happen to know so many truths that I can no longer pretend nothing happened.

I am no longer who I was at that time. I started to have ambitions, desires, and things to do, and the sum of them is much more important than being with Zhang Chen.

There was a lot of water on my face inexplicably, and I reached out and patted the back of his hand, and I said, "Sorry, you may have forgotten, I have never liked being with you very much."