scapegoat

There was harmony at the dinner table that night.

Lang Zhongming lost his temper, and the seemingly peaceful relationship was finally maintained.

The old man and Lang Zhongjin always politely called Xiao Yang to eat food, and Xiao Yang would politely hold his chopsticks in response.

After dinner, the old man felt a little pain in his heart, so he went back to his room first.

Xiao Yang was also about to leave the table, but Lang Zhongming pulled him back to his seat as soon as he stood up.

He leaned closer to Xiao Yang's ear again as before, his voice lowered, and the ambiguity in his tone was enough to make people tremble.

"Go to my room in a while, don't let me dove, I will stare at you."

Xiao Yang froze there, tried hard to maintain the expression on his face, got up and went back to the room.

But all those perverted men still tend to have a tendency to cleanliness, and Lang Zhongming is no exception.

Xiao Yang still remembered that many years ago, when he first revealed his heart to Lang Zhongming, Lang Zhongming had to wash his hands even after he touched the back of his hand.

So it's never wrong to take a shower before going to his room.

Lang Zhongming was not annoyed when he saw Xiao Yang went back to his room. Xiao Yang had nowhere to go and could only cling to their house.

He has plenty of time to make arrests.

Lang Zhongjin couldn't stand it anymore: "Brother, Brother Xiao Yang has paid so much for you, why are you still embarrassing others?"

Lang Zhongming snorted coldly: "I didn't ask him to do these things, he was the cheapest himself, thinking that I would treat him well if he did so."

He squeezed his fists "click": "I want to let Xiao Yang know that I will not allow anyone to control me in any way."

The twilight gradually deepened, and soon, even the voices of people walking outside could not be heard.

The entire city of C entered another peaceful and peaceful night.

When Xiao Yang knocked on the door and entered, Lang Zhongming was fiddling with his video camera and tripod.Seeing that he was wearing the pajamas prepared by Butler Gong, and his body was also damp from the shower, he immediately smiled with satisfaction.

"Heh, you know the rules. Wait for me on the bed. There are medicines in the drawer. You can take two pills for fear of pain."

As Lang Zhongming said, he seemed to be thinking of something, and smiled ambiguously, "But you should be very proficient, you don't need to take medicine, huh?"

Xiao Yang didn't say anything, just sat on the edge of the bed silently, took out his new phone to study the functions inside.

The whole world has really changed in ten years, he can only learn more and adapt as soon as possible.

Lang Zhongming finished tinkering with his precious equipment, put the things in the locker, and took a shower, and then came to care about Xiao Yang who had been hanging out for more than an hour.

It was a bit cold in the room. Although Xiao Yang was used to life in prison, he couldn't quite adapt to the damp and cold feeling.

He remembered that Lang Zhongming liked being cold since he was a child, saying that it was only in this way that he could keep his head clear.

Lang Zhongming's fingers brushed across Xiao Yang's face, then went down, and slowly groped his neck to the collar.

When Lang Zhongming pressed up with his whole body, some kind of light spots appeared in Xiao Yang's tightly closed eyes. He wondered if his eyeballs were about to be squeezed out.

What makes him feel a little relieved is that this is not his "first time".

He has experienced a hundred times more terrible things in prison, so now he can bear it.I just don't know how long it will last.

Lang Zhongming begged him several times, but in the end Xiao Yang's eyes were blurred, and all senses in his body were leaving him.

The culprit also teased him shamelessly for the last time, whispering as if coaxing his little lover: "I'm sorry, I have a lot of things these days, I don't have time to have fun, I've been holding back for a while."

Speaking, Lang Zhongming thought of something again, got up and took his wallet, took out all the hundred-yuan bills in it, and forced it into Xiao Yang's clenched fist.

"Here, your hard-earned money."

Xiao Yang knew that tonight was finally over, so he got up with difficulty, wrapped his clothes, took the money and left the ice cellar that suffocated him.

Back inside, he took a shower again.

The warm water flowed through his body, causing pain in every place where Lang Zhongming had gnawed and the old wounds, and also made him sober.

The prison taught him to bow his head, and also taught him to ignore those useless dignity and live like a dog.

But he didn't expect that he would become a bitch.

After turning off the water, Xiao Yang really felt the atmosphere of the dead of night.

Not long after the [-] long holiday, the weather started to turn cold, and the lingering chirping of insects made the surrounding quieter.

Xiao Yang rewrapped his clothes and lay back on the comfortable bed, counted the money Lang Zhongming gave him, and put them all in his bag.

In all fairness, Lang Zhongming is a qualified "buyer".

He has rich experience, is considered a gentleman, and pays generously.It was the violent aura on his body that always terrified Xiao Yang instinctively.

Xiao Yang thought wildly, and his sanity finally disappeared in waves of uncontrollable convulsions.

Sleep is the best thing in the world.

All the pain is no longer entangled, and several difficult hours pass in the blink of an eye, and when you wake up, you can start the bitter journey of life again.

Xiao Yang has his own biological clock when he wakes up, which is actually the wake-up time in prison.

It was still early, and Xiaofeng and Butler Gong could be vaguely heard discussing him.He is probably the only joke in this family.

Lang Zhongming did too much last night, Xiao Yang felt sore and uncomfortable as if he was falling apart, and it was even more unbearable afterwards.

Fortunately, he still has some experience in cleaning up afterwards, so he didn't let himself be too embarrassed.

Open the curtains, and the outside is the backyard. Several cars parked there reflect the light spots of the sun, and the morning sun shines through the leaves to form a beautiful beam of light.

The outside world is still so beautiful, and he won't get tired of watching it hundreds of times.

The others got up gradually. The old man was not feeling well, so he asked someone to bring breakfast to the house to eat.

Xiao Yang dragged his sore bones to have breakfast with the two brothers of the Lang family.

When the old man is away, he doesn't need to act like he's okay, just eat his own food and don't look up at others.

On the contrary, Lang Zhongming seemed to be very complacent, very satisfied with last night.

"Zhong Jin, yesterday I tried your brother Xiao Yang's skill, and it was pretty good, do you want to try it too?"

Lang Zhongjin glanced at Xiao Yang, who had a calm look in his eyes, and waved his hands with a smile: "I don't dare to touch my brother's people, you'd better keep it for yourself."

Lang Zhongming didn't think it was enough, so he knocked on Xiao Yang's plate again, and talked to him: "Hey, you're quite comfortable doing it, are you trained/taught well?"

Xiao Yang didn't raise his head, and replied dryly, "It's okay." Lang Zhongming smiled clearly, and didn't bother him again.

After dinner, Butler Gong came to talk to Lang Zhongming, probably the old man told him to arrange a job for Xiao Yang.

Lang Zhongming waved his hand: "It's a small matter. It just so happens that the old man in charge of the files in the company has retired. You can't do anything else in the past ten years. You always know how to beat mice? Just don't let the mice bite the files. Come to work later, Uncle Gong remembers." Write him the address."

Xiao Yang kept silent and let it go.

Lang Zhongming drove away by himself first, Xiao Yang was still waiting for Butler Gong to give him his address, and by the way, he also checked what to bring to work.

Xiaofeng packed the tableware, saw him sitting on the sofa and did not leave, rolled his eyes: "Huh, you are a great butt seller, you thought we would owe you favors if you thought you could do me a favor, dreaming."

Xiao Yang lowered his eyes and stared at his knees, ignoring it.

After a while, Steward Gong copied the company address to him, and he set off by himself.

Fortunately, this group of people turned their backs on him, and things were still done well.

Xiao Yang swiped the bus card prepared by the housekeeper and took the bus to the company. It was a bit late, but it didn't matter that he came to report on the first day.

The largest property in the hands of the Lang family is the Hongsheng Group. Its real estate, building materials, hardware, and home improvement lines account for half of the economy of City C, and even the local government is a frequent visitor to them.

Hongsheng is in charge of administrative work, a girl who has just graduated from university, named Su Huiyun, dressed less professionally, and more humane than others.

"The reference room is on the first floor of the basement, and the next floor is the garage. Let me take you there."

Su Huiyun enthusiastically took him to the place, but he had to do the rest.

The reference room was cold and damp, with no ventilation, old and moldy equipment, dim lights, no mineral water or sockets, and no one even cleaned the toilets.

The paper foundations left by Hongsheng's generations are all here. The air conditioner is turned on in the file cabinet, which can keep it dry well, but it also increases the coldness in the office.

Xiao Yang roughly tidied up, cleaned the dirty mop, and cleaned the toilet, finally getting rid of the indescribable sour smell.

In the new era, even the prisons are clean and tidy. I really didn't expect Hongsheng to keep such a dirty and messy place.

After a while, Lang Zhongming came.

He probably doesn't come to the reference room often in person, the disgust and disgust on his face are making silent accusations along with the frown and the corners of the mouth.

He put down a stack of documents: "Grandpa asked me to settle you down. See how much I care. These are the company's regulations, and I sent them to you."

As he said that, he pinched Xiao Yang's chin again, and looked left and right: "Last night, I was in a hurry and didn't look carefully. Now when I find that the light is not on, it looks like you look pretty good."

He conveniently pinched the meat on Xiao Yang's thigh again, looking like a little Kai who hugs a lady in a romantic place like a bar or dance hall.

Xiao Yang sneered, and couldn't help being mean: "Don't you think it's disgusting to know that so many people in the prison have used me this morning?"

Lang Zhongming strengthened his hand a bit, and answered him coldly: "It's not disgusting, it's all holes anyway, it doesn't matter who used it, I'm not that picky."

After speaking, Lang Zhongming loosened the shackles on Xiao Yang's jaw, and prepared to leave.

Halfway there, he turned around again and pointed to the stack of documents on the table that he had just brought: "Oh, by the way, I also arranged for you to have a medical examination, remember to check the time with Su Huiyun."

Devil-like footsteps entered the elevator, and was sent back to his prosperous glory by the metal basket.

Xiao Yang rubbed his bruised chin, and opened the medical examination form on top of all the documents.

The physical examination form was empty, and there was only one item: sexual/disease examination.

The author has something to say:

[See the bib for the full version: it’s just a script of incense blowing, just search for a scapegoat (sometimes the release will be delayed for a few days, and the memory is not so good when you are older... There is also a nonsense: even if it is the full version, there are only meat residues cough cough ...)]