It's not my fault to be ugly

Time sequence has entered the early summer, Feng Dingkun wrote the last stroke on the test paper, handed in the paper and walked out of the examination room.The students in the dormitory building were busy in and out, the third graders graduated and moved away, and most of the second graders also left after today's last exam, but Feng Dingkun didn't want to go back to Feng's house so early, so he put his personal belongings Moved to Lu Mingran's dormitory and lived with him.

"When do you plan to go home?" Feng Dingkun lay on the sofa, his head resting on Lu Mingran's thigh, and his slender legs rested on the sofa.The weather was relatively cool today, so Lu Mingran didn't turn on the air conditioner, let the wind blow into the room from the balcony, and the bell hung by Feng Dingkun on the balcony jingled.

"I'm going abroad next week. But I'll be back at the end of the month, so let's go on vacation together in August."

"Okay!" Feng Dingkun immediately regained his vitality.

"Let's think about it... I'll be back on the morning of July 29th. Then you can pick me up at Jiangshuo Airport."

"Okay, it's a deal!" Feng Dingkun raised his face, raised his fist and touched Lu Mingran over his head.

In the evening, Lu Mingran drove Feng Dingkun to do psychological counseling, and then found a random restaurant for dinner.

"You have to go by yourself next week." Lu Mingran was referring to the psychological counseling: "You must go on time, do you understand?"

"Yes, I know." Feng Dingkun nodded obediently, and put the crab meat in Lu Mingran's bowl into his mouth.

Although he really didn't want to be separated, but when the day came, Lu Mingran still packed his luggage.He also put Feng Dingkun's luggage into the car, locked the door and pulled Feng Dingkun out of the dormitory.

"Come on, I'll take you back."

"I can take the bus by myself."

"It's inconvenient for you to carry a suitcase." Lu Mingran opened the passenger door for him, walked around the front of the car and got into the car: "Are you going back to Feng's old house on the mountain or to the address in Dongcheng District."

"Go back to the old house." Feng Dingqian usually lives in a house in Dongcheng District, and rarely goes back to the old house.Feng Dingkun didn't want to meet him, so he chose to go back to the old house.

Lu Mingran sent him to the gate of Feng's house on the mountain, helped him carry the suitcase, kissed him, waved with Feng Dingkun and got into the car.

Feng Dingkun put the suitcase at his feet, and watched Lu Mingran's car drive down the mountain. Small yellow flowers dotted the side of the lush mountain road, like an emerald fantasy, gradually engulfing Lu Mingran's car.

He pulled up the suitcase, turned around and entered the Feng family's mansion. The servants had known for a long time that the young master's summer vacation was coming, but they looked a little surprised when they saw him come back.Uncle Chen came over: "Oh, the young master is coming back to the old house, why didn't you tell me in advance. Your room hasn't been cleaned for a long time."

Feng Dingkun's mood immediately seemed to be clouded: "I go back to my home, do I still need to report to you?"

Uncle Chen quickly explained: "Uncle Chen didn't mean that. I thought you would go to Jiang Shuo's house, so I didn't make any preparations here..."

As soon as Feng Dingkun said the words, he felt regret. He was not such a radical person before, let alone stabbing an elder with sharp words.According to what the psychiatrist said, he took a few deep breaths to calm down, didn't talk to Uncle Chen again, and went upstairs with his suitcase.

Sure enough, his room hadn't been cleaned for a long time, the mountain was very humid, and the quilt smelled musty.Feng Dingkun wanted to get angry, and wanted to cry. This mix of annoyance and grievance made him blush.He put the suitcase beside the bed, pushed open the window, and made himself quiet.

There is no one here who will feel sorry for him, and it is useless to get angry, it will only make people laugh at the highs and lows.

After only 5 minutes apart, he began to miss Lu Mingran.

After living in the old house for a few days, when it was time to see a psychiatrist, he took the bus down the mountain alone.It was morning when he came out of the clinic, and he didn't want to go home, so he just wandered around Jiangshuo City by himself, and it was already night when he came back.

The inside of the old house was particularly lively, Feng Dingkun approached from a distance from the mountain road, the brightly lit mansion faded away from the gloom, and gave off a special vitality to the distinguished guests who came tonight.

There must be someone special coming.If only Feng Dingqian came back, there would be no need for such a big fanfare...

Feng Dingkun walked in, and the servants who came in and out next to him avoided him, with a little pity in their eyes.

Ling Yuxin sat inside.

Feng Dingkun was in a dizzy trance, the sinister aura coming from all directions squeezed his stomach, making him so sick that he wanted to vomit!Why is there Ling Yuxin everywhere? !

From the moment he entered school, he lived in the same dormitory with him, occupied his dormitory, occupied his brother, and now extended his tentacles to the house!

Feng Dingkun could hardly control himself, picked up Ling Yuxin and beat him up.

He didn't say hello to Feng Dingqian, turned his direction abruptly, and ran into his bedroom stomping on the stairs.

He lay on the pillow, his uneaten stomach was still twitching, he really wanted a cup of hot water.But now the downstairs must be full of people, people who circle around Ling Yuxin.He didn't want to go downstairs, tears slipped from the corners of his eyes and drowned in the pillow, if only he could be smothered to death like this.

But he knew that even if he died, none of the people downstairs would really cry for him.Thinking of this, the lonely heart feels more and more painful.

Fortunately, I still have Lu Mingran...

Feng Dingkun lay on the bed for an unknown amount of time, until he woke up with dry mouth and tongue.He opened his eyes, turned on the lamp beside the bed, and turned his head to look out the window. The bright moon was hanging high, and it seemed that it was already late at night.

Thirsty and hungry, Feng Dingkun stood up and pushed open the bedroom door to go out.It was quiet downstairs, everyone had already rested.

He walked softly down the stairs, around the hall to the remote kitchen.This kind of old house is like this, the kitchen is far away from the main hall, so as not to let the oily smoke hit the owner.

He was trying to get himself something to eat.

Pushing open the door of the kitchen, there was a figure standing in the place where I thought it should be empty.Before realizing that it was a person, he was choked by the strong smell of smoke, and then saw the moonlight reflecting an indifferent light on the rim of the water glass in the person's hand.

Feng Dingkun turned on the light with a snap.

"Oh, it's you." It turned out to be Feng Dingqian.

Feng Dingqian raised his eyes and glanced at him.His eye slits are long and have a classic taste, and he looks very cold when he glances at people.

Feng Dingkun has been looked at by his cold eyes countless times, and it doesn't matter anymore.He squatted down, flipped out two eggs in the kitchen, lit the gas stove, poured some oil into the pan, fried the eggs as if nobody was there, and found some bacon.

"Today is my mother's death day, don't eat meat." Feng Dingqian's indifferent voice sounded in the smoky room.

Feng Dingkun stopped what he was doing, and turned to look at Feng Dingqian.He took a deep breath, turned off the fire, put the pot aside, and looked at Feng Dingqian: "Say it again?"

"Tell you not to eat meat." Feng Dingqian obviously didn't understand why he suddenly became serious, and repeated it again.Then he glanced at his watch: "Ah...it's already yesterday, so you can eat."

He stubbed out the cigarette butt, put down the water glass and was about to go out, but a hand grabbed his wrist: "Say it again? Yesterday was the anniversary of my mother's death?"

"Ah."

"Mom's death day, why don't I know?" Feng Dingkun once asked about his mother, but his brother never answered him.Feng Dingkun only knew that his mother passed away when he was eight years old, but he didn't know why she passed away and when she died.

"There's no need to tell you."

"You took Ling Yuxin to pay homage to your mother yesterday, right?" This explains why Ling Yuxin appeared at their home, presumably it was too late and it was not convenient to go back to the city, so he took him directly to the old house for the night .

"Ling Yuxin can go to pay homage to his mother, why can't I?!" Feng Dingkun's hands tightened, his expression was agitated, and he was on the verge of collapse.

Feng Dingqian tried to pull out his wrist, Feng Dingkun really hurt him.His anger also rose, and he simply told the truth that had been buried deep in his heart.Anyway, the day when the truth is revealed is not far away: "Because you are not worthy! You are not mother's child at all!"

"You lied!" Feng Dingkun pushed Feng Dinggan hard and threw him against the wall.Feng Dingqian cursed a curse word, rushed forward and punched Feng Dingkun twice.The two wrestled violently together.

"Ah Xin is my younger brother! You are a counterfeit who wants to take over the magpie's nest! You are born with a ****!"

"Shut up! You're lying!" Feng Dingkun didn't dodge Feng Dinggan's fist as if venting, and kept hitting him with his fists.He has lost his mind now, all he knows is to use this method of hurting the enemy one thousand and self-damaging eight hundred to shut up the other party.

"Your mother is a famous lady in Xikou Street. If you don't believe me, go ask about it! If it wasn't because father insisted on bringing you back, my mother wouldn't be so mad! Everything was caused by you!"

"Shut up!" Feng Dingkun pulled out something from behind and stabbed it into Feng Dingqian's body.

The hot liquid flowed out from the handle he was holding, and landed on Feng Dingkun's hand. At the same time, Feng Dingqian stared at Feng Dingkun in surprise, and finally he couldn't say anything.

In Feng Dingkun's sight filled with tears, Feng Dingqian's surprised face shook twice.Only then did Feng Dingkun lower his head, and saw that the weapon he drew out in a hurry was a knife.

He let go, and Feng Dingqian fell to the ground.

Feng Dingkun tremblingly looked at the bloody hands, stared in disbelief, then turned and ran out.