scapegoat

Lang Zhongming meant that the physical examination should be done early for peace of mind, so Su Huiyun arranged for Xiao Yang to go to the hospital in the afternoon on the day he joined the job, and took care of what the big boss was most worried about.

No one came to talk to Xiao Yang about the meal at noon. He didn't have much appetite, so he didn't care.

Besides, a rich breakfast like this morning is rare for him, and he is still holding on to it now.

In the afternoon, Xiao Yang went to the hospital by car.

He was quite happy on the road. It seemed that no matter how frivolous Lang Zhongming was, he was afraid of getting something unclean.

In the end, those who are used to fine clothes and fine food will always have pimples for a person like him who came out of prison, so it's useless to pretend to be chic.

Xiao Yang took a bus and was a little hungry when he arrived at the hospital, but he was worried that he would not eat well before the physical examination, so he ignored it.

There is only one major item to check, but the small items are detailed and complicated. After doing everything, all kinds of strange machines are running in the private parts of his body, and he can only grit his teeth and endure it.

Finally, there was a manual inspection. He closed his eyes and lay stiffly on the snow-white bed, accepting the finger inspection.

After finishing everything, the doctor told Xiao Yang that the test results would be sent directly to the company administration.

There was nothing else to do with him, so he put on his pants again, ran to the toilet, and returned to the company by car.

He was so desperate that he ran into Lang Zhongming who was about to go to the garage when he entered the elevator.

"Yo, look at your blushing cheeks, did you go for a physical examination just now?"

Xiao Yang remained silent, waiting for him to finish humiliating.

Lang Zhongming didn't care about the surveillance, and casually touched Xiao Yang's buttocks: "Did the doctor's fingers make you feel good just now?"

In fact, there was no such item as accusation, it was Lang Zhongming's whim and someone added it.Just in time to seize the opportunity, I must take advantage of this topic to tease Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang lowered his head, and let out a dry voice from his throat that hadn't eaten a drop of rice for a long time: "No".

These words seemed to please Lang Zhongming, he laughed and watched Xiao Yang get out of the elevator on the first floor, and happily added: "Then I will serve you tonight, and I will make sure you are comfortable."

Xiao Yang turned his back and was also happy in his heart: He is a bitch, and Lang Zhongming is a male dog, and it is not much better.

Lang Zhongming went back to his office upstairs, and Su Huiyun knocked on the door and came in.

"Mr. Lang, Xiao Yang's meal card can only be obtained the day after tomorrow. What should I do these days? Does he eat with you? Or should I take him there?"

Lang Zhongming squinted at her: "What kind of meal card do you want? He is a privileged class like me. Do you see my meal card?"

Su Huiyun was taught a good lesson by him, and went out with red eyes.

There was also a department manager waiting by the side in the office, and when he saw this scene, he joked: "Boss Lang is really serious, he doesn't know how to be sympathetic to young girls when he gets angry at other girls."

Lang Zhongming smiled conceitedly: "You don't understand. Xiao Yang is very rich, and I gave him a lot just last night. This girl is new and ignorant. Why don't I teach her myself?"

The manager of this department has been with Lang Zhongming for quite a long time, and he immediately understood the meaning of his words, and smiled obscenely as if listening to a pornographic gossip.

"I understand, hahahaha, I understand."

Lang Zhongming pursed his lips and pretended to laugh a few times, then threw the pen in his hand on the table.

He was actually not very happy.

After Xiao Yang came back, he was not as weak as he imagined. Instead, he always had his indifferent expression, and he would not resist anything given to him, which was really meaningless.

On the contrary, his youthful reaction on the bed was more to Lang Zhongming's liking. Thinking of Xiao Yang's expression last night, he wanted to take a deep breath immediately.

But right now we still have to wait for the results of the examination, and Lang Zhongming is not in a hurry.

Everyone in Hongsheng's huge company is busy with everything, as if they are being chased by time, and the leather shoes resound through the whole building.

After a busy day like this, when it was time to get off work, everyone relaxed at the same time.

This is Hongsheng's style: everything is done during working hours, if you have to work overtime, it means you are incompetent.

Before getting off work, Su Huiyun knocked on the door again and came in.

"Mr. Lang, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, and the gift box I bought before doesn't count for Xiao Yang..."

Lang Zhongming laughed at the girl's persistence and sincerity: "Okay, I will give him a gift alone, don't worry about it."

The girl who was finally relieved happily went back to spend the holiday with the male ticket. Lang Zhongming was curious, how would the innocent girl feel if she knew what she was up to.

When Xiao Yang got off work, he packed up and prepared to leave.

There was no door to the outside on the first floor, and the only way to get in and out was to go to the first floor. He thought that Lang Zhongming had a lot of things to do, so he shouldn't have left so early, so he hurried upstairs to avoid the narrow road.

On the first floor, Lang Zhongming was still in the office.

Xiao Yang felt a little relieved and walked towards the door.Along the way, I saw everyone in the company carrying gift boxes of moon cakes, and I remembered the days.

In the blink of an eye, it will be Mid-Autumn Festival again.

In previous years, I still ate moon cakes in prison. Although the taste was not very good, it was still a formality.

His fellow inmates are all economic prisoners. During holidays, his family always visits him. He just looks at other families crying and laughing, talking about "hard work" and "loneliness".

In Hongsheng, he naturally has no moon cakes to share, so he can only walk with his head bowed.

But some gossip still drifted into my ears.

"I was in Mr. Lang's office today, and I heard him say that Xiao Yang is his baby boy."

"Oh, I guessed it a long time ago. Didn't you see the teeth marks on his neck?"

"I heard that his entry medical examination is to check whether there is any disease in his place, tsk tsk tsk..."

"Your news is outdated. I have the latest! It's huge! News! I heard that in college, he got bigger than a rich girl's belly, and even killed a mother and a child."

"Oh, the life of a rich family is wonderful, isn't it? I heard that he was just released from the inside, so that's it?"

"That's not true. There was a lot of trouble back then, but in the end, relying on Lang's family to protect him, he got a demerit penalty. The squatting is because something else happened later..."

"Damn - scum!"

The opening and closing of a few mouths, gossip wrapped in sarcasm and indignation gave them unlimited rights and positions to comment on the merits and demerits of a stranger.

But Xiao Yang is also very calm. After all, his resume is not glorious. He probably has made all the troubles that a worthless playboy can make in these years.

He just wanted to squeeze the bus back quickly so that he could have dinner early.

Lang Zhongming, who was still staying in the office, was not working overtime, but was waiting for the report from the hospital.

It was agreed that the inspection results would be delivered before dinner today, and he would have to read them to feel at ease.

Lang Zhongming felt a little hungry, so he opened the mooncake gift box that Su Huiyun had left for him, and used mooncakes as snacks to satisfy his hunger.

Halfway through eating, the hospital sent an electronic version of the inspection report.

The report showed that there was nothing wrong with Xiao Yang.

To put it bluntly, you can feel confident and bold.Lang Zhongming's heart that had been hanging for a day was finally relieved, thinking of the useless tricks last night, he was somewhat afraid.

Now with the results, he has nothing to worry about.Then he picked up his computer bag and car keys, and wandered to the second floor.

In the evening, the grandpa and grandson of the Lang family had dinner with Xiao Yang and shared mooncakes. The old man went back to rest, and Lang Zhongjin took Xiaofeng and Gong Butler to the backyard to watch the moon.

Lang Zhongming took Xiao Yang's arm and entered the room.

Xiao Yang: "I haven't showered yet."

Lang Zhongming let him go: "In the future, when you come back early, you can wash it early. I may not know when I want it. Let me wash it here. You don't need to wear clothes after washing."

Xiao Yang went in to wash, and when he came out, Lang Zhongming went in again.

Through a glass door, the shadows of people inside could be clearly seen. Thinking that Lang Zhongming was outside when he was taking a bath just now, Xiao Yang felt nauseous for a while.

He sat naked on the edge of the bed, listening to the three people downstairs talking about something interesting, laughing and laughing.

The round moon cast silver light, coupled with the unique coldness of this room, Xiao Yang's skin immediately got goosebumps after taking a bath.

Lang Zhongming came out after not washing for too long, with a particularly malicious smile on his steamy face.

"Are they all watching the moon?"

Seeing that Xiao Yang ignored him, Lang Zhongming shook off the towel and approached: "Let's go together too."

As he spoke, he put his arm around Xiao Yang's waist, lifted him up with one hand, and put him by the window.

"Lang..."

Lang Zhongming stretched out his index finger and put it in front of Xiao Yang's mouth: "Shhh—it's a beautiful day, don't spoil the atmosphere, it's not good for people to hear."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Yang was roughly turned around and pressed against the window glass.

There are two heavens separated by a window.

"Yo, are you crying?"

The devil temporarily stopped tormenting, and pretended to wipe away his tears, but soon new tears filled up the traces of the previous day.

Of course, Lang Zhongming didn't feel sorry for him, but just pretended to see him crying, but he was even more interested.

It was so shameful to be pressed against the window twice, and the three people who watched the moon outside went back to the house long ago. It was already late at night when the moon was on the treetops.

After the incident, Xiao Yang couldn't stand up at all, he fell limply on the ground, and could only try his best to shrink himself up.

Lang Zhongming's conscience realized that he didn't make things difficult for him anymore: "Okay, let's go back after a short rest."

Xiao Yang wanted to support his body to get up, but his feet softened and slipped on the ground.

Lang Zhongming saw that he couldn't leave for a while, so he couldn't help but take care of him: "They were downstairs just now, and I accompanied you upstairs. This is a kind of reunion, huh? It's a Mid-Autumn Festival gift for you Yes, do you like it?"

Xiao Yang buried his head in his arms, and sneered in his heart: Your family is reunited, so what does it matter to me?

Lang Zhongming was still muttering something, but Xiao Yang couldn't listen anymore. With some strength, he grabbed his daytime clothes and put them on, leaning on the wall and going back to his room.

His room was much warmer than Lang Zhongming's.Xiao Yang has been afraid of the cold since he was a child, so he turned on the heating for a while when he came back from get off work, and now the residual warmth is still there.

After tidying himself up, Xiao Yang looked at the full moon outside the window without feeling sleepy, and pulled out an old suitcase from under the bed.

In fact, he was very grateful to Butler Gong. A lot of his old things were in the old place.

An old newspaper was stacked in the interlayer of the suitcase, which reported an accident on a luxury cruise ship at sea.

There were 27 people on board at that time. After the accident, the lifeboat could only carry 25 people. A pregnant woman and her husband walked slowly and fell behind.

It was a young couple of scholars who made way for them to be sent back to shore first.

But when the rescue ship rushed to the accident site again, the accident cruise ship had completely capsized and was slowly sinking into the ocean hell.

And the kind-hearted couple of scholars were buried in the sea just like that. After several days of salvaging the bones, their bodies were softened when they went ashore.

The young scholar couple were orphans since they were young, and they relied on funding from the local government to study, but they were very promising and became famous internationally at a young age.

They managed to make it through, they got married, they had a child—their child was so young at the time—and the happiness stopped at that moment.

Xiao Yang stared at the young couple of the Lang family among the 25 survivors in the photo, and his parents in the photo of the victims below, tears streaming down his face silently.

Lang Zhongming packed up his things and went to sleep after Xiao Yang left.

Probably also affected by the too dazzling moonlight, he, who has never dreamed much, unexpectedly had a dream for the first time.

In his dream, he saw his mother lying on the hospital bed with a big belly, while his father, Lang Quan, a model husband, a model entrepreneur, a model young man... was kissing wildly with another woman in the corner of the stairs separated by a wall.

From the first kiss to the frenzied caress later, Lang Zhongming hid behind the wall, secretly watching the two ecstasy.

This is the first time that Lang Zhongming, who is still young, knows that love can be dirty.

Amid the suppressed screams of the strange woman, Lang Zhongming woke up——

Compared with the helpless child in the dream just now, he has inherited everything from Lang Quan, even doing better than him.

But for some reason, he felt that it was not enough, and the dissatisfaction and void in his heart expanded as if it couldn't be filled.

Lang Zhongming took a deep breath and felt his head swell a bit, so he got up and drank cold water, and went back to bed again top-heavy.

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