my brother became a scum

My health is still not very good, but the management direction that should be grasped and the research tasks that should be done are still to be done. After the daily work is over, Xiaotian handed me tea familiarly, and walked around behind me to help me squeeze it. Shoulder.

I took a nap with my eyes closed, told him to turn on the TV, and listened to the news for a while.Zhang Chen's half-brother has already been taken to prison, but the unified evaluation of the news outlets is "rich second generation". It seems that he wants to break his arms to survive. Yesterday Zhang Chen specially called and said that the old man is cruel enough. But it's useless to be cruel—it's all over.

The congress had ended a few days ago, and the moment I saw the final list, I knew that Zhang Chen and Zheng Dongyang would win this battle.

It's ridiculous to say that I'm chasing justice and fairness. In the end, only the inclination and change of rights can tear a dark hole and let those in power with blood on their hands get the punishment they deserve.

This is the truth that I understood a long time ago, and when it is really presented in front of me, I still feel a little sad.

But in any case, you can always forget the calculation and balance behind it for a short time, say that Skynet is not missing, and praise that although justice may be late, it will come eventually?

I shook my head and expelled the complicated thoughts from my brain. I was no longer in my body, and their power struggles had nothing to do with me in the final analysis.

After another period of time, that person disappeared from the TV news. Some netizens said that he had retired, and some said that he had been liquidated. In short, there was no definite statement. Until one day, when most When people are immersed in the carnival of online shopping on Singles' Day, the long-lost truth finally slowly surfaced.

Most of the leadership team of Handong Province fell overnight, and the media reports were orderly and clear, obviously a long time preparation.The sacrifices of Zheng Qiang and the two previous members of the inspection team were retrialed, and those good-looking hypocrites were finally torn off their masks, handcuffed, and imprisoned.

Xiaotian went to the hospital to take care of his younger sister. I was eating oranges on the sofa. When I was watching the court record, the phone rang——I opened the phone and put it to my ear. I heard Zhang Chen say with a smile: "Are you happy, Brother Ping?"

"Well." I am indeed happy, and there is no need to lie about it.

"You are happy, and I am also very happy."

After Zhang Chen finished speaking, I heard the sound of a lighter. He must have lit a cigarette. Cigarettes, the smile on the corner of his mouth is sincere and false.

He and I used to be so close, but now we are so far away.

"I'm almost done here. I'll go to Wenzhou to find you within ten days," Zhang Chen opened his mouth, and what he said was not an inquiry, but a decision, "Chen Heping, I know I'm sorry for you, and I want to use my next life to make up for it." you."

If you don't get entangled with me in your next life, I'm afraid it will be the best compensation.

I thought so in my heart, but said: "Thank you for your hard work."

"I always think about what to do to make you happier. I was ignorant when I was young, and it always made you very sad."

At this time, I should reply "The past is the past" according to the situation, but I really can't say this sentence. Fortunately, he didn't insist on me to say it.

"Forget it, some things should not be said on the phone, you wait for me to come back, we will talk face to face."

"Zhang Chen." I called out his name.

"Ok?"

"I loved you."

His breathing suddenly became short of breath, but he said nothing, and after a few seconds, he hung up the phone.

The relationship between people is always unpredictable, colorful and complicated, just like Zhang Chen and me.

The two of us once got on the green leather train in the middle of the night and traveled to strange cities.

Squeezing past a group of black car drivers, he rushed forward, but was coughed by the dust. Zhang Chen pointed at me and laughed wantonly. After laughing enough, he came over and hugged my shoulder. We walked side by side, side by side. One car after another.

After walking for three kilometers, we arrived at the gate of the ancient city. We had breakfast at the gate, two drawers of steamed stuffed buns and two bowls of rice porridge, which cost 30 yuan. I just wanted to say it was expensive, but Zhang Chen blurted out, "It's so cheap." ".

I was desperate for his distorted view of prices and deprived him of the right to control the wallet. He put the wallet with both hands and wanted to smoke. I pinched his face and he held back.

We put our schoolbags in the inn and strolled around the ancient city slowly along the Qingshi path. Zhang Chen seemed to be interested in everything, but also seemed not interested in anything.But he disappeared so often that I had to tug on his sleeve so he wouldn't get lost all of a sudden.His hair hangs by his ears, his skin is so white and glowing, he has the taste of a beautiful Korean boy. We walked side by side, and some little girls would always point the camera at him, and I had to block their shots. Again and again, I refuse to steal photos.

In the end, I couldn't bear it any longer. I bought a rubber band for [-] yuan at a roadside stall and told him to tie up his hair, but he said seriously that he couldn't tie it up.

I was angry and wanted to laugh, so I patted him on the shoulder. He lowered his head obediently, and let me gather his broken hair together and tie it into a small knot. I deliberately tied it so messy and ugly. Zhang Chen asked me with a bitter face, "Did you disfigure me?"

I licked his forehead and said, "Let's do it, it's not too ruinous."

We continued to walk forward, and the number of people who had been staring at him just now was indeed much less. I don’t think he looks very good-looking, and I don’t know why I blame myself. When I got to the ice cream shop, I went to buy it automatically and consciously. He stuffed a large ice cream into his palm and said, "Eat it."

"Why did you just buy one?"

"I don't like sweets."

"Then this one, you have a bite first?"

I didn't think much about it, I leaned over to take a bite, and frowned: "It's okay."

Zhang Chen stuck out his tongue, licked the place I bitten, licked it around, and took another big bite.

"Is it that delicious?" I asked him.

He took a few more mouthfuls, with traces of ice cream on the corner of his mouth, and replied, "It's delicious."

We didn't go far, and he ate up the ice cream, but there was still a circle of white foam on his mouth. I supported his shoulders, took out a tissue from his pocket, and wiped his lips clean.

"You are so virtuous, Chen Heping."

"I'm used to taking care of my girlfriend," I said, and added, "Ex-girlfriend."

"I'm a man."

"I take you as my younger brother, take care of what's wrong."

Zhang Chen turned his head and said, "Thank you?"

"Don't talk to me."

We ended the conversation and walked to the next attraction as if nothing had happened.

During that trip, we ate snacks, soaked in bars, slept on earth kangs, and watched local people’s weddings. In the end, we sold our return tickets and food on the road, leaving only five yuan, wrinkled and pitiful. a note.

I gave the five yuan to Zhang Chen, and I said, "I'll give you pocket money."

Zhang Chen took it with disgust, but said, "Wait for me, I'll go shopping."

After saying this, he disappeared into the crowd at the station.

What can five dollars buy?You can buy a bottle of drink, a few tea eggs, and a small storybook.I thought the left and right were all these things, but when Zhang Chen came back, he was holding two postcards in his hand.

There are ten postcards in a box of thirty postcards in the ancient city.Zhang Chen waved excitedly, and said, "I negotiated the price, we each get one share."

"What a waste of money," I said, leaning over and taking a postcard. "Who are you sending that to?"

"I didn't think about it, who did you send it to?"

"Send it to my grandpa, he will be very happy."

"Is that so..."

I took out the pen from my bag, wrote a few words on the postcard, stamped it, and stuffed it into the mailbox at the train station.The train arrived, and Zhang Chen and I got on the train after checking the tickets, ending the trip.

Until now, I still don’t know who Zhang Chen mailed that postcard to, maybe it was to his mother, or maybe it was to a familiar friend.

I was distracted again, and I was thinking of Zhang Chen more and more frequently. This is not an easy and pleasant thing, especially just now, when I told Zhang Chen the truth after a long absence.

For so many years, I have lied to him, and I thought I had lied to myself.I told myself that I don't love Zhang Chen, what I love is his face, the relationship between us is pure friends with benefits, apart from this, it is family and friendship.

I am ready to withdraw from this relationship at any time, always thinking that the limited indulgence will not ruin my life, I know clearly that I can't catch him, but I am greedy for the time with him.

There were so few moments, so few short years, I thought he and I could try to go on and avoid the tragedy of his parents and my parents, but I underestimated his bottom line and overestimated mine tolerate.

Pure flesh/desire can't last for so many years. I know he loves me, but I also pretend that I don't love him.I remember every bit of sweetness between us, and every bit of pain he gave me. After going around for so many years, there must be a break.

I dug out the cigarette and ashtray from the drawer, lit a cigarette in the dark, and the smell of the smoke rushed into my nostrils. I coughed instinctively, coughing up useless tears.

I remembered the question Zhang Chen asked me a long time ago. He asked me if I would be willing to let his mother go if I were always in harmony with him.

My answer at the time was, I don't want to.

My answer was firm, but I didn't believe in myself as much as my words said.Maybe Zhang Chen himself doesn't know what he means to me.

Not only a childhood playmate, best friend, and beloved man, but also the only sustenance and bondage after grandpa left.

I finished the cigarette and crushed the butt in the ashtray.

But he ruined the relationship, the trust and the love between me and him.

He wants me to forgive him.

I never hated him, so how can I forgive him.

I just want to destroy him.

I shivered in the dark, wiping the water that kept rolling down my face.

I reprimand this reluctant Chen Heping, you have spent the first half of your life paying homage to your stupid feelings, there is no need to continue to toss and grind the rest of your life.

I advise this reluctant Chen Heping, you have to do an extremely correct thing. This thing complies with all legal provisions and the bottom line of morality.

I comfort this reluctant Chen Heping, you still have a long future, you will meet someone you love who also loves you, you will gradually forget those bad memories and be reborn.

Chen Heping seemed to have listened to me. He washed his face calmly, wiped off the water on his face with a towel, and brushed his teeth finely.

He walked into the bedroom, threw himself on the bed, pulled up the quilt, and closed his eyes.

He asked me, you said, will I regret it in the future?

I said, I don't know if I will regret it in the future, but I know that if I don't do it, I will regret it now.

I convinced Chen Heping, convinced myself, and fell into a dream.

In the dream, in the spring of March, the peach blossoms were in full bloom, and Zhang Chen and I stood side by side under the tree.

Zhang Chen said: "The flowers bloom so beautifully."

But I said, "Peaches must be very sweet."

He laughed at me for being full of food, but the next day he took out a peach from his schoolbag and smashed it on my chest.

"Where did you get the peaches this season?" I asked him holding a big and beautiful peach.

He curled his lips and said, "My family can't finish eating, I'll give it to you."

I was so stupid to believe that he couldn't finish eating and gave it to me. I wiped the fluff on the surface with a paper towel, broke the peach in half, and handed him half: "Thank you, let's eat together."

"I have plenty at home... Why do you give me half of the peaches." He said so, but still took the half of the peaches.

We ate at the same speed, wiped our lips and fingertips with a tissue, and Zhang Chen suddenly said, "If you eat my food, you have to promise me one thing."

"what's up?"

"We pull the hook."

I raised my little finger and hooked it with his little finger.

"We want to be good friends for a lifetime and stay together for a lifetime."

"Just give me half a peach."

"My family is just like this."

"Didn't you say there's too much to eat at home?"

"Are you going to promise me?"

"I promise you, can't I promise you?"

Our little finger is hooked with the little finger, and the thumb is turned upside down.

"The increase of the pull hook must not be changed for 100 years."

He was laughing, and I was laughing, and we both felt that it was an easy promise to keep.

I woke up from the dream, and the water marks in the corners of my eyes had dried up.

I dug out my phone, inserted a calling card that I had never used, and made a long-lost call. I asked him, "Do you need my help?"

The breath on the other side suddenly became short of breath. After a brief exchange, he said to me: "I'll send someone to pick you up."

I changed into the neatest suit in the bookcase, picked up the file bag that had been left unused for a long time, polished my leather shoes again, and picked up the garbage bag in the room.

I threw the rubbish into the trash can, turned around and saw a man with an unfamiliar face: "Are you here to pick me up?"

"Mr. Chen, please."

I got in his special car, went straight to the airport, and took a special passage to board the plane to that city. I knew they could perfectly avoid Zhang Chen's eyes and ears—after all, they were brought out by Zheng Dongyang.

Zheng Dongyang and Zhang Chen are perhaps the most discordant collaborators. They cannot live in harmony after achieving their goals. Zheng Qiang's hatred is only one reason, and more importantly, Zheng Dongyang does not need to share his glory alone. With merit, it is not necessary for a man to know his secrets and weaknesses.

The two of them fell out sooner or later, and I just advanced this stage.

The plane soon arrived at the city where I was born and raised, and more people followed me either openly or secretly, one for protection and the other for guardianship.Zheng Dongyang is still the same, distrusting people, maybe he is afraid, I will be soft-hearted, or give up because of timidity.

It's not the first time I've done something like this.

Carrying the file bag, I went through the security check almost at ease, submitted the materials in a brand new window, and filled out a series of forms. I kept my phone unblocked for a short time, waiting for the staff to contact me.

I put the list in the file bag and started to walk out. At this very moment, the phone rang. I dug out the phone with only a new calling card inserted, and saw a series of familiar numbers on the screen. .

I picked up the phone and stuck it to my ear.

"Chen Heping," Zhang Chen's voice was as steady and clear as ever, "Look back."

I turned around and looked back, and I saw Zhang Chen—he was standing behind me, near the corner of the window, combined with this phone call, I realized that while I had just submitted the materials and filled out the documents, he had been look at me.

"I always thought that you would not be cruel to do this, or that you would struggle and hesitate when you did it. At least such a complicated list would take a long, long time to fill out."

He was wearing a camel-colored windbreaker that I was familiar with, and his hair had grown long for some time, hanging over his shoulders. He was as good-looking as I remembered, and people couldn't take their eyes off him.

"I've made a decision long ago, so I won't hesitate."

I just didn't expect that Zheng Dongyang probably had a fatal trick in Zhang Chen's hands, and cooperated with him in this play.

"You want to report me and send me to jail."

His voice became softer and softer, but he approached me step by step.

"Chen Heping, you want to destroy me."

"Yes." I said this word softly, with relief from the past and expectations for the future.

He walked up to me, hung up the phone, and said, "Why are you so cruel."

I also hung up the phone and said to him with a smile: "It's clear that you are more cruel."

"Aren't you afraid that I will hit you?"

"I'm afraid, but I'm even more afraid that you and I will continue to be entangled."

Zhang Chen raised his head and looked at the ceiling, but it was useless, hot tears still flowed down his cheeks.

"Didn't you say you love me?"

"I loved it, but now I don't."

"I hate it when you tell the truth."

Zhang Chen wiped his face and said, "Will you kiss me?"

"There are too many people here, I don't want to kiss."

"What if there are fewer people?"

"I don't want to kiss either."

"Forget it, that's it."

Zhang Chen lowered his eyelids, and quickly approached his face again. I instinctively raised my hand to cover his lips. His kiss fell between my fingers. He took a deep look at me and stood up straight. Body.

I have actually noticed that Zheng Dongyang has appeared in the hall with a group of people. I think my guess just now was a bit off. Zheng Dongyang did not betray me, he did arrange everything.

And Zhang Chen...he knew everything, but let everything happen. I don't know if he is betting that I won't be ruthless, or...

"Chen Heping," Zhang Chen took off the scarf from his neck and handed it to me, "I'm sending you off, congratulations, and sending me to prison."

I took this slightly old scarf, I don't know why, but it still looks familiar, I said: "Be honest, maybe you can come out a few years earlier."

Zhang Chen turned his head away, chuckled lightly, perhaps mocking what I said, and said, "Chen Heping, I've said this too many times, let's say it again."

"I love you."

After he finished speaking, he turned around, pulled up the collar of the windbreaker, turned his back to me, and walked towards those who were about to interrogate him step by step.

I suddenly remembered that many years ago, he was like this, step by step, out of my sight.And the scarf in my hand was wrapped around his neck at that time. Back then, I hoped that he would be safe and go home early. Who would have thought that now I personally sent him to prison——

I wrapped my clothes tightly, turned around, walked out of the warm room, and walked into the bitter cold wind. In this city I love so much, there is finally nothing worth remembering.