When I Return With You [Entertainment]

Xi Chulin is a person who is proud and conceited, self-willed, strong desire to control, precocious when he was young, with a delicate and mature face, and when he is an adult, his face is like a peach blossom with deep thoughts, coquettish and dangerous, with vicious methods, and he never puts anyone in his heart.

This is most people's evaluation of him, Xi Chulin accepted with a smile, he is such a person, there is only one thing, he is ruthless and cruel, but there was once a softness in his heart.

He was born in the well-known Xi family in City B. The Xi family has a military background, but has always been involved in gangsters. F City manages the branch of the Xi family, and has become a local snake in F City, so there is no other outstanding son. , only maintains a few good sisters' rich wife-style friendship, and lives pretendingly, like a dummy.

He has a strong nature and strives to compete in everything, and he is out of place in this family.

He never expected to meet Jian Yang in a scene where he and Xi's mother acted as a loving mother and a filial son.

Because those illegitimate children who were younger than him acted like a baby all day long to win the favor of his incompetent father, he had actually always hated soft children.

Even he himself was just a villain of seven or eight years old.

But Jian Yang is different.

At that time, Jian Yang, who was six years old, looked at him with a pair of stubborn eyes that could not shed tears, and then grabbed him like a life-saving straw. With great strength, Jian Yang grabbed his clothes Deep folds, but buried his head in his arms in a very dependent and trusting posture.

Xi Chulin was at a loss, but was amazed by the pain and sorrow in those dark eyes. He seemed to be able to hear the child crying to him: "Help me...help me..."

He had never been kind, but he was so shocked by this gesture of giving himself up that he didn't dare to move.

He has never been needed like this.

He was at a loss, he still wanted to push this little kid who didn't recognize his birth, but he felt a large piece of moisture spreading from the skirt of his clothes, and he heard the intermittent sobbing sound of the child who tried his best to suppress it, and he couldn't stop crying Tears soaked from the skirt of his clothes straight to his heart.

He felt as if his heart was wet, and then it was wet and pulled into a ball, a little painful, he thought.

The hand that was going to push the child away fell down helplessly.

He was hugged and cried by this stranger for two hours.

He didn't move at all, and let him bury himself in his arms and weep until the day went dark.

This little guy... Are his eyes made of a faucet?No matter how much you cry, you can't stop crying.

What a crying bag.

He was thinking silently in his heart.

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Later, he really kept calling Jian Yang "little crying bag".

He didn't know until after attending the funeral that the little crying bag was the son of his godmother, and it was rumored that his mischief caused his mother's death.

Perhaps in his circle, he had never seen such a pitiful child who lost his mother and cried endlessly, as if he always needed someone to protect him, and he felt a strange distress in his heart.

Later, when he learned that Xiaokubao's father had still used cold violence against him, his heart ached even more.

In the name of liking his mother and good sister, Aunt Yu, Xi Chulin often came to visit this aunt's son, even though he couldn't remember what Aunt Yu looked like at all.

Xi Chulin is precocious and mature, and has already started smoking at the age of eight, and his figure, which loves to wear a neat little suit, has always been completely different from ordinary fans.

But Xiaokuibao is no different, Yuxue is cute, and his pink face is so fleshy, because Xiaokuibao liked him very much when he was young, and every time he came to visit Xiaokuibao, Xiaokuibao would never leave him. Following him, Nuo Nuo called him over and over timidly, "Brother Chu Lin" in the soft and cute child's voice that has not yet changed.

Sweet and soft.

Xi Chulin was so soft in his heart that he just wanted to protect the little crying bag forever under his wings. He gently pinched the little crying bag's face, pointed at his limp nose, and let the little crying bag join his friends lock up.

The one-year difference in childhood is very big, and it seems like a natural moat to children.

Children in the first grade of junior high school absolutely disdain to play with the kid in the sixth grade.

Even though little Jian Yang in the sixth grade is always by Xi Chulin's side, he will occasionally be ridiculed by Xi Chulin's friends, laughing at him as a brat who has not been weaned and clinging to his "Brother Chulin".

Xi Chulin was very satisfied that the little crying bag was sticking to him, but the little crying bag had never cried in front of him since crying in his arms at the funeral.

So watching a few friends make fun of Xiaokubao, causing Xiaokubao to open a pair of big black and white eyes with water mist, as if he couldn't shed tears, he also got amused by it, so he didn't stop it.

The adult Xi Chulin was very remorseful.

But 12-year-old Xi Chulin enjoyed it, but he didn't expect Xiaokubao to have self-esteem. He was teased a few times, Xiaokubao still sweetly called him "Brother Chulin", but he started to have his own circle of friends .

He invites the little crying bag to play, but the little crying bag will refuse every now and then.

Xi Chulin thought, that's when he discovered his extreme desire for control.

He began to feel restless, and he began to discover the influence of the little crying bag on him.

The little crying bag no longer sticks to him everywhere, and the little crying bag starts to play around with others. He looks calm and indifferent on the surface.

But at the bottom of my heart, I want to grab the little crying bag who laughs especially dazzlingly with others, and spank his ass so hard that his beautiful eyes are filled with tears. Nuo Nuo cried and called him "Brother Chu Lin", coquettishly Beg him for forgiveness.

He held back, his rationality told him that this was wrong, the crying bag was not an item, but a living person, who should have its own life.

He controlled himself, and slowly followed Xiaowaibao in the cold.

He gradually grew into a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy with a tall and straight figure and a monstrous face. He entered high school and was surrounded by countless young girls who were just right in youth. The hot lady with fair skin and beautiful appearance came to tease her.

But he didn't feel any desire.

In the past few years, the little crying bag who has been intentionally controlled and only met a few times intermittently has also grown into a delicate boy, with a slender appearance, peach blossom eyes full of emotion, and a frivolous but eye-catching smile.

Little crying bag is no longer a soft and waxy child's voice. The voice of the teenager who is in the period of changing voice is somewhat sexy and hoarse, but it is still pleasant to hear.

Xi Chulin knew that Little Crying Bag had been brought into the flashy circle by him because of his father's perennial coldness and violence. There was no one to take care of him at home, and he hadn't studied well since junior high school. His grades were a mess, he learned to smoke and fight, and his girlfriend also changed. Dozen after dozen.

But he lied to himself that he couldn't see it, and he wanted to reject the little crying bag's influence on him.

Day by day, his patience became more and more difficult.

Then one day when he was doing self-study in the evening of high school, he walked to the high school where Jian Yang was in by a strange coincidence.

Probably just such a coincidence.

The little crying bag had just finished fighting with someone that day, and the other party stared at him for a long time, and brought a group of people to pick him up when he was alone, and the little crying bag was beaten badly.

Xi Chulin didn't catch up with the hero to save the beauty. When he went, the other party had already left, and the little crying bag was curled up in the corner with grievances, covered in injuries.

But the other party probably knew that there was someone covering Jian Yang's back, so he didn't greet his face.

So Xi Chulin hurried over, and saw the little crying bag burst into tears because of the pain, the tears were about to fall on the long eyelashes, the eyebrows were tightly frowned, and he bit his lip tightly, and the thin lips were wet. With bright blood, the delicate and beautiful face is full of painful expressions.

Seeing him appear, Little Crying Bun's face suddenly turned from pain to grievance, and the long-falling crystals immediately slipped from the eyelashes, gliding across Yubai's face, giving off a thrilling and fragile beauty.

"...Brother Chu Lin." The little crying bag called him in a low voice, his voice was nasal and gasped due to pain.

Xi Chulin's first reaction was not distress, he felt his heart beating violently suddenly, "Bang bang bang—" The beating was so violent that he wondered if the little crying bag could also hear it.

He was actually a little guilty, he tried his best to get rid of distracting thoughts, stepped forward, and opened the thin shirt of the little crying bag while asking: "Where did you hurt?"

Crying in pain, the little crying bag said, "Hiss - lighten up, they kicked my stomach, shit, it hurts!"

Xi Chulin lifted the hem of his shirt, his slender white waistline was bruised and purple, as if he had been severely abused

Unknowingly, he swallowed silently, then quickly lowered his head and looked down, covered his shirt with his hands, and gave Xiaokubao a princess hug, "I'll take you to the hospital."

Xi Chulin stopped a taxi with his crying bag in his arms, his heart still beating still.

He is finished.Xi Chulin thought.

He was... moved.

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He once again chose to avoid Jian Yang in embarrassment, but he still generously gave resources to let Jian Yang indulge in his sensuality in his circle.

He has already set a life trajectory for himself, because he does not have the outstanding excellence of his father, because he is far superior to the outstanding ability of the generation of the family in B City, he is already the heir of the Xi family, and he has been step by step. follow this path.

So far, he has encountered nothing that can derail him.

Except... the little crying bag.

But he resisted, he didn't allow himself to be gay.

He forced himself to try a woman, yes, he can get hard on a woman, and he can still walk on the right track.

He told himself over and over again.

He even forced himself to watch the little crying bag who has been contaminated with women, like a fish in water in the happy field.

He told himself that his little crying bag was dirty and it wasn't worth his affection.

But tossing and turning in the middle of the night, what he thought over and over again was that his little crying bag was straight, and his little crying bag only regarded him as an older brother.

Little Crying Bag...don't like him.

Against his will, he took the initiative to lead the little crying bag into the muddy place step by step in the circle.

If you can't get it, it will be destroyed.

He thought so.

But the night before he decided to go abroad, he still made an appointment with Xiaowaibao.

He took Xiaokuibao to "Buyu", which is the Qing bar they both go to most often. Xiaokubao didn't know that he was the owner of "Buyu". It's just a place to be with Xiaokuibao quietly.

Asked for a private room and wine, he first let the little crying bag watch the A/V, the little crying bag laughed and said that this segment was too low-level, then he played the G/V again, the little crying bag smashed his mouth and said with a sneer: " Disgusting."

Xi Chulin's "I like you" that had been brewing thousands of times on the tip of his tongue was swallowed back.

With a calm face, he turned off the video and poured wine for the little crying bag. The little crying bag seldom called him Brother Chu Lin. Someone scolded him for calling him too girly, so the little crying bag imitated the circle and called him "" Brother Xi", the same as everyone called.

He got the little crying bag drunk, making others unconscious, but he didn't drink much himself.

Xiaokuibao's drunken appearance is delicious, with a puffy face, red ear tips, and slightly pouty moist lips that look like a tempting kiss.

Xi Chulin's extreme desire for control was yelling, wanted him, took him away and locked him up, let him belong to him alone, let him cry and call him "Brother Chulin" every day in bed, and was fucked by him every day in bed She could only cry beautifully and seductively, begging him for mercy.

He was obsessed with kissing the lips that seemed to be tempting him on purpose.

However, when he was close to kissing, maybe he felt someone approaching, his little crying bag slammed his mouth, like dreaming, "...this girl is too hot, don't want it, I want that purer one."

Xi Chulin stopped suddenly, there was an unknown fire burning in his heart, and he wanted to strangle this drunk man who was already dreaming to death.

He threw the little crying bag in the box alone, and went out alone to blow the cold wind all night.

The next night's flight abroad.

The little crying bag came to see him off, Xi Chulin restrained all his emotions, stroked his hair affectionately, like a qualified big brother, "I hope you will be sensible when I come back."

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Xi Chulin knew that he was twisted and perverted. Before he had an extreme desire to control, he was the arrogant and reckless Xi Chulin.

Of course he can force his little crying bag, but he feels that this kind of himself is too pathetic, and the little crying bag... doesn't like him.

How could he...not like himself?

There was a prairie fire in his heart, and he didn't know who to vent it to. He lost his mind and said to his friends who were still in China——

"Destroy Jian Yang. It's okay to take drugs or party...Destroy him for me."

Not long after he said this, he regretted it.

At that time, Jian Yang was sent out of the country by Jian Ping because he was too stupid in China.

He contacted Jian Yang and said he wanted to see him.

Jane Yang agreed.

However, Xi Chulin was let go, and Jian Yang was dragged out by some new buddies at school to have fun, and he didn't wake up from the hangover until the next day, missing the appointed time.

Xi Chulin waited all night in the cold wind, he closed his eyes and laughed, his voice was creepy.

This is the last chance, Xiaokuibao.

And you didn't appreciate it.

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He asked people to further coax Jian Yang to degenerate step by step.

He still pays attention to Jian Yang everywhere, watching Jian Yang's life turned into a mud that cannot be lifted up.

He felt that he was about to lose his mind.

When the family struggle was at its most intense, he forbade people to pass on the news of Jian Yang to him. He refused anyone to mention the name "Jian Yang" to him. He thought it was time to forget about this person.

He wants to seal up his only soft inch.

Then...he missed Jian Yang's critical illness notice.

He really doesn't know anything.

Until I accidentally saw the album MV of "Qin Gui" abroad.

It was a brand new Jian Yang that made him unfamiliar.

The family affairs were almost settled, and he was aroused by the little crying bag who seemed to be reborn from the ashes. He thought, he spent so much effort to destroy this person, did he not destroy it?

He is back home.

But before recovering from the shock of the little crying bag that had become a complete stranger, he discovered that his little crying bag was with a man.

man? !

A feeling of being betrayed stabbed him severely, and he was irritated again, and once again lost his mind to the point where he didn't know what to do.

But in the end, he didn't get the little crying bag, and he got burned, which caused the Jiang family to suppress him.

But the most frightening thing is not this. It was the last time I saw Jian Yang, completely unfamiliar, but the real Jian Yang smiled and asked him, "You are so smart, can't you feel it? Am I the same person from before... ..."

He went back in a daze, and actually found the critical illness notice that had never been passed to him.

All kinds of signs constitute an absurd fact.

He couldn't convince himself, he wanted to destroy the little crying bag, but he never wanted the little crying bag to die.

He didn't want to believe it, he didn't want to be woken up.

He continued to suppress Jian Yang and Mo Yungui like crazy.

He was crying in despair in his heart, but his face was still resolute and ruthless, with vicious methods.

But the Jiang family is powerful, and the Xi family still lost. Most of the Xi family did not support him to head-to-head with the Jiang family like a mad dog.

In the end he got to the point of attracting prison.

Jian Yang came to visit him outside the barred window.

Xi Chulin's face was ice-cold, his decadent and coquettish face was completely withered, it was so pale and ugly.

"Yun Gui told me...you caused Jian Yang to fall to that point in the past, didn't you?" Jian Yang looked at him sullenly.

"So what if it is, so what if it's not?" Xi Chulin tried his best to pretend nothing had happened, he forced himself to smile with an indifferent expression on his face.

"No, thanks to you...he's dead." Jian Yang looked at him with pursed lips, "You failed him."

Xi Chulin looked at him as if he didn't understand, and after a long time.

"Let it go?" He laughed out loud in a daze, and burst into tears, "He never cared about me, how could he let me down?!"

"...I don't know what you think," Jian Yang stood up and turned his head, as if he didn't want to see him again, "but at the last moment of his life, the fragment in his mind was his elder brother Chu Lin bending over and hugging him, Rub his hair."

"You deserve to be in this prison for the rest of your life, repenting for your sins..." Jian Yang didn't wait for him to reply, as if he was tired of seeing him, he got up and walked out the door.

Xi Chulin stood behind him, his expression froze into a strange and ugly look, as if he wanted to laugh or cry.

He crouched down slowly, burying his head in his arms.

He was the one who wanted to be strong the most, but he hoarsely roared and whimpered in despair, and something hot came out of his eyes.

sorry sorry sorry sorry...

Sorry, little crying bag... I lost you.

The author has something to say:

As soon as I write a scumbag, the number of words explodes, I am probably poisonous orz

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