Thick and gorgeous: a strategy for developing beauty

Chen Zhi became the winner in this game. He was sitting in the president's office of the head office, and his father was sitting in the office next door, but he didn't dare to ask, he was afraid of getting the answer.

When he came home from get off work in the evening, the apartment was pitch black. He turned on the light at the entrance, and the orange light spread out, making it look vague.

Chen Zhi saw the hand warmer placed on the sofa, in the shape of a big yellow duck, placed askew in the corner, and looked at him amusedly.Chen Zhi felt a sudden soreness in his heart, he bent down and squatted on the ground, he couldn't even breathe out.

Chen Ke's bright eyes flashed in his mind, he was always quiet on weekdays, but he stuck to you cautiously.No matter what you do, after an hour or two, he will come over quietly to take a look at you, as if to make sure you are still there.

But Chen Zhi lost him, and he couldn't find him anymore.

He took out a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet, and then sat on the ground and leaned against the sofa to drink. He didn't know how much he drank. He even struggled to stand in the dark, and when he heard the doorbell ring, he felt powerless , staggering on the sofa, went to open the door, not forgetting the bottle of red wine in his hand.

Chen Zhi opened the door without even looking at it. The door light was dim, and his head was lowered slightly with chopsticks. When he raised it, there was a deep crease on his eyelids, making his eyes look deep.

"Chopsticks..." Chen Zhi recognized him and smiled, "Come here...will you drink with me?"

The chopsticks ignored him, wiped his body, came in and closed the door, and then pushed the coffee table farther away, for fear that Chen Zhi would hit his head if he drank too much.

"Hehe...it's okay, I'm still awake..." Chen Zhi shook the red wine in his hand at him, and said braggingly, "I've got a bottle...I can still stand..." After speaking, he shook his head and smiled, There were several wine stains on the white shirt, decadent and embarrassed.

Chopsticks kept silent, watching Chen Zhi direct and act like a lunatic.

"Have a drink with me, come..." Chen Zhi walked towards the kitchen, but he couldn't stand anymore.

"I'll get it myself, you sit down."

"Okay..." Chen Zhi rubbed back with a smirk, and finally reached the sofa, leaning himself into a shape that had been softened into a puddle of mud.

The chopsticks carried a cup, went to the refrigerator, and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

"If you don't eat, what's the point of eating... It's better to drink."

Chopsticks raised his eyebrows and decided not to listen to the next words.In fact, he has not seen Chen Zhi like this for a long time. Chen Zhi has a good capacity for alcohol and rarely gets drunk. He is also a good wine drinker.But no matter how much alcohol you drink, no matter how good the wine is, if you feel uncomfortable, you are always willing to get drunk.

Chopsticks didn't think much of it. Chen Zhi lasted for three days, pretending to be calm in front of everyone, but Chopsticks knew what kind of person he was, and he was afraid that he would get drunk and go crazy alone.

It was so lonely.

But Chen Zhi's refrigerator was too empty, and the few chopsticks left felt helpless. Fortunately, he finally found two buckets of instant noodles, so he went to the kitchen to boil water.

When the water boiled and the noodles were soaked, the chopsticks also sat on the floor with Chen Zhi.

Chen Zhi stopped his movements, clutching the red wine bottle, looked at the steaming instant noodles as if he was sober, and said softly after a while: "Say, will someone give him food...Will they beat him?" Ah... Don't look at him as always cold and cold, but in fact he is very afraid of pain and timid... Will they..." Chen Zhi couldn't continue, and lay his head on the sofa, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

Chopsticks sighed silently.

"Just like him that much?"

Chen Zhi opened his eyes, half drunk and half awake, "You know chopsticks, the first time I saw him was in a... very, very bad place, those children were kept in cages like dogs, as long as they spent money , everyone can abuse/abuse them. But Xiao Ke...he crawled towards me on his knees in such a dark place, and I couldn't hide the expectation in his eyes. I took him home, and it started from that day ...I will never forget..."

Chopsticks listened quietly, without speaking.

"I used to think that I was just pity for him. There are many people in this world who are worthy of pity. I, Chen Zhi, can't save him, but I don't feel pity for him. I like him. When he is cold, I want to hug him , I rub him when he hurts, it's as simple as that...but everyone keeps telling me no, no this, no that. Fucking no!" Chen Zhi roared, looking at him with red eyes , "Now, because of me, he is not even allowed to live properly. When I think of what he might encounter, my heart hurts..." He rubbed his chest with his index finger, "It hurts here, it hurts I can't take it..."

Chen Zhi's tears flowed down like a meandering river.

He said: "Chopsticks, please help me, help me..."

Chopsticks didn't speak, but Chen Zhi didn't move, looking at him firmly.

Averting his gaze with the chopsticks, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and smoked one.

"But you have to promise me one thing."

"you say……"

The eyes of the chopsticks were hidden behind the smoke, blurred, "You have to make yourself stronger. Chen Zhi, you only have a heart to love him, but you don't have a knife in your hand. Without a knife, you can't protect your beloved, so you have to Watching him being taken over and over again. Do you know what I mean?"

Chen Zhi's mind was confused for a while, he knew what he was talking about, but he seemed a little confused.

"Don't think about Chen Ke. It's not to make you give up on him, but not to act rashly until you have the power to counter your father. I can find his whereabouts for you, but I won't tell you."

"Then what does he do?"

Chopsticks turned his head back and looked into the distance as if out of focus, "He, like you, has to go through this. He has to suffer as much as he deserves, and he has to suffer as much as he deserves. No one can run away. Don't be so negative, he Stronger than you think."

Chen Zhi listened to his words, nodded his head, and then there was no movement for a long time, the chopsticks looked at him, and he was already drunk.

The chopsticks dragged Chen Zhilian to the bedroom, frowning, he took off his red wine-stained clothes, and then went back to the living room.He looked at the mess all over the floor, thought about it and decided to let Chen Zhi solve it himself.He smoked a cigarette with the window open and left in the dark.

**

Chen Ke was locked up like this for a whole day, and finally she was so tired that she fell asleep with her head tilted.

Someone came over to uncuff him while he was half asleep and half awake. The movement was not big, but Chen Ke was sensitive and woke up in a panic.

"Feeling so light, how did you get here all these years." Chen Zhou threw the handcuffs back into the drawer and sat on the chair.

Chen Ke rubbed her arms and sat up, looking at Chen Zhou.

"A few days ago I went to live in the temple for two days. A senior monk said that I was full of evil spirits and asked me to do more good things. So," Chen Zhou put his arms on the back of the chair, "I will give you a choice, as long as You speak, and I will take you away."

Chen Ke was silent for two seconds, then smiled wantonly, "Like me?"

Chen Zhou shook his head.

"Don't save me. It's my own pleasure to go back to the 'seventh day'. No one forces me. Don't treat yourself as a savior. I won't thank you, because I can't forget it."

Chen Ke will always remember that day when he was locked in a magnificent room when he was a little boy. He watched the young Chen Zhou walk in with a sneer on his face, locked the door behind him, pressed him on the quilt, and became It was his first time to do it with tricks, but it was as difficult as going to hell.

From then on, Chen Ke was terrified of this matter.So every time someone brings him out of the basement, it means that he will go to hell again, the kind of pain like scratching his bones, makes him bleed and cry, and makes him pray for fate with folded hands countless times in the dark , but in the day-to-day desperation, my heart is cold and I no longer look forward to it.

But now the person who pushed him to hell wants to be the angel who saves him, Chen Ke thinks this life is really ridiculous.

"You're really courageous." Chen Zhou meant to point out something, but didn't move.

Chen Ke hugged herself and said: "I used to be afraid of you because I was unwilling, afraid of death, afraid of pain, and afraid that I would die. Now I am not afraid anymore, because at least I have had everything I dare not imagine, and that is enough .”

"Just because of Chen Zhi?"

"That's right, it's because of Chen Zhi." At the mention of this name, Chen Ke's face instantly showed a hint of longing, "No one has ever treated me so well, making me feel that I am not trash, but also worthy of being loved. He made me feel very happy to be alive, he made me no longer hungry, no longer in pain, no longer frightened..."

Chen Ke smiled contentedly, "The moment I saw him, I realized that the reason I have suffered for so many years may be to meet him one day."

Chen Zhou looked at Chen Ke with immortal warmth, as if he could see his lover across mountains, rivers, lakes and seas.

Chen Zhou suddenly understood.

Chen Ke stared into the distance for a moment, then said slowly: "Send me back, and leave me alone in the future, I am a person living in the mud, don't give me hope, I don't need it anymore .”

Chen Zhou was leaning on the chair, with the overwhelming dark blue behind him, the night was coming, every moth had to fight the flames.

Chen Zhou put the washed clothes on the bed, "Change on, I'll send you back."

"Okay." Chen Ke looked up and smiled at him with narrowed eyes.

The car ran smoothly into the neon-filled street, and Chen Ke sat in the back, with a small face pressed against the window, and his eyes were colorfully shone by the lights, like stars.

Chen Zhou felt that he had changed too. He was defeated in the battle to seize the heirloom. Surprisingly, he just felt sad, not angry.He has been using all kinds of means to seize money. He is obedient and sensible, and he is even willing to live under his nose like a bereaved dog, with full dignity, even knowing that the so-called father is the one who hurt his mother. none.Because he had to find an explanation for his mother, she couldn't just live in such a muddle for the rest of her life, because she fell in love with someone, she ended up with nothing, that's not fair.

Therefore, he hated Chen Zhi and hated everything about him.He even forced himself to be ruthless. He made himself a complete villain. He was accused by thousands of people and scolded by thousands of people. He didn't care because he knew what he was doing was right.

Only in Chen Ke, he felt that he might be wrong.

He knew what he had done to him and who he had been.He is not a person who is good at introspection, but there is always a time when the night is quiet.At that time, he would think, are these really right?Just for the sake of power and desire, dragging one innocent person after another to be buried with him, and even becoming a dragon in revenge, is it really worth it?

He dare not think.He was afraid of being kind, so he used more and more sinister methods to force himself to be irreversible. He tortured Chen Zhi, tortured Chen Ke, and tortured himself along the way.The pleasure of holding other people's lives in his hands made him survive the frustration time and time again.But now, he doesn't understand.

But time will not give him a chance to repent. The child who was always crying helplessly has grown up, but his miserable life has just begun.

Chen Zhou felt that the chain that had locked him all these years had been untied, and he was finally able to let himself look back at the path he had traveled, take a breath, and quietly face his fate.

It turns out that what he has been striving for all these years by any means is nothing more than this.

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Happiness is the happiness of the majority, but unfortunately is the misfortune of each.