After the Villain's Second Rollover[Transmigration Book]

A Maybach drove by in the night and stopped at the gate of Xu's old house.

The car door was opened, and a man in a suit and leather shoes got out of the car and lit a cigarette casually: "Son, are you wronged?"

Jiang Ke stood by the door and looked at him silently for a while: "You know everything?"

"Yes." Father Jiang flicked the cigarette ash indifferently, "You said that you want to wait for the old man to die. There is nothing wrong with that. I won't stop you, but what is it if you get together with a boy?"

Father Jiang's wrists are superb. Ever since he found Jiang Ke, he sent someone to follow him secretly. His wife has grown stronger by means of scheming in the past two years. , the original intention was for protection, but I didn't expect to find something else.

This made Father Jiang very, very unhappy.

Jiang Ke will inherit the Jiang family in the future, and the person who wants to stand with him, as his son, how can he be so useless that he only knows about love all day long?

Of course, Jiang's father is very smart, he doesn't know how to beat mandarin ducks with sticks, after all, he hasn't fulfilled his father's duty for so many years, if he does it rashly, it will definitely arouse Jiang Ke's resentment, but it is inconvenient for him to do it, so naturally others will do it.

He had a share of the credit for informing Father Xu and fanning the flames.

Looking at the old house in front of him, Jiang's father casually put his hand on Jiang Ke's shoulder: "Since the Xu family owes you, then this kindness is not repaid, come home with me, you have everything you want."

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Ke already understood his father's role behind this incident through just a few words from Jiang's father.

The man who gave birth to him pretended to talk about benevolence, justice and family ethics, but in fact he just treated him as a commodity, a tool.

In order to achieve his own goals, Father Jiang did not hesitate to destroy his most precious things.

His heart seemed to be soaked in venom, but Jiang Ke's face remained calm. There was no emotion in his eyes, and he was terribly calm: "You are right, I am confused about this matter, I will go with you."

Father Jiang smiled and hummed. The more he looked at Jiang Ke, the more satisfied he became: "This is my son. Dad assures you that he will never discriminate against you for liking men. When you take charge of the family business in the future, you will have all kinds of men you want. Send it to you for you to choose."

He thought he was coaxing Jiang Ke, reasoning with him and clarifying the facts, but what he didn't know was that the young man who heard his copper-smelling words was so disgusted that he almost wanted to vomit.

"Let's go," Jiang Ke said blankly, "Father."

In the Xu family's old house, there was such a big commotion, it was impossible not to alarm the old lady. The old lady got angry very rarely, and called Xu's father and Xu's mother into the room to give a lecture.

Xu's mother was afraid that the old lady's mood would fluctuate greatly, so she hurriedly comforted her: "Mom, Xu Shang did not handle this matter properly. We have been really burnt out these days, and the few big orders we talked about recently have all gone wrong. In this When Xu Shang heard the news that the two children were together, Xu Shang went mad.

After all, we have always treated Jiang Ke as Xiao Shen's cousin. Who can accept his two children... incest? "

Father Xu sat in the chair silently, holding his hair with both hands. He has aged a lot in recent years, and white hair can be seen at the temples, and the vicissitudes of the middle-aged man can be seen in him.

The old lady lying on the bed had sharp eyes and a hoarse voice: "Then why do you want to drive people out? Can't you just talk about it if you have something to say? What did Xiao Ke do wrong?"

"You all are for Xiaoshen, for Xiaoshen, but you only treat your own children as human beings..." The old lady's chest heaved violently, "You don't want to say it, I will say it for you! You think you are noble, and you think you are kind to Xiaoke Xiao Ke was born in poverty, and has experienced ups and downs since he was a child, so you all think he is inferior to Xiao Shen in everything, do you think he is inferior to Xiao Shen?!"

By the end, she was almost yelling.

The most true thoughts in his heart were poked, and Xu's father turned pale: "Mom, I, I..."

The old lady was almost out of breath, and she hammered her chest with her hand: "Xiao Ke was raised by an old woman like me, so I, who raised such a lowly thing like him, am also very lowly, and I don't deserve to stay in the same room with you Li, huh?!"

Xu's mother saw that the situation was not good, so she hurried forward to help the old lady calm down, she glared at Xu's father, told him to say a few words, and immediately comforted him: "No, Mom, we didn't think so, really, just now I’m confused, I’ll talk to Xu Shang when I go back, and ask him to go out and get Xiao Ke back. Everyone is a family, Xiao Ke is a sensible child, we really shouldn’t treat him like that, we were wrong.”

Father Xu's face turned green and pale, and when he came to the old lady's bed, he finally lowered his head: "Mom, I'm sorry, I was impulsive, so please don't get angry about it. I'm sorry for Xiao Ke, I'm now Just go out and find him."

The old lady raised her skinny hand, pushed him hard, and said with difficulty: "If you can't find it, then don't come back! We don't lack you in our family!"

Only then did Father Xu realize that he had touched the scales of the old lady, he stood up in a complicated mood, and hurried out the door.

Xu Shen was still locked in the room, for fear of disturbing the old lady, he didn't dare to knock on the door, and he didn't even dare to cry too loudly, and finally cried until he had no strength, and fell asleep leaning against the door.

But this night, no one found Jiang Ke.

The next day, Xu's mother went to the room early to apologize to her mother, but when she opened the door, she saw an old man lying on the bed with difficulty breathing.

The old lady was sent to the hospital immediately, but she didn't even have time to rescue her. She died immediately. She was weak. If she was properly cared for, she might live for another half a year, but it was only half a year because of the tumor in her brain. The cells began to spread again.

Perhaps because she knew that her time was approaching, in the past few days, the old lady had explained all the funeral affairs.

But no one expected that she would die of anger, and before she died, Jiang Ke and Xu Shen, her two most precious children, were not by her side.

Before the old lady died, she did not close her eyes, her eyes were kept open, as if she was waiting for something.

After getting the news, Xu Shen rushed to the hospital desperately. On the cold white hospital bed, the old lady lay there quietly with her eyes open, covered with a white quilt.

Many times, when Xu Shen went back to the old house when he was a child, the old lady would always bend down, stretch out her hand to Xu Shen, smiling, gentle and kind, Xiao Shen, come to grandma, let grandma give her a good hug.

When little Xu Shen came to her, she would lift him up high, tease him, ask him homework, then squeeze his little hand, teach him to hold a pen, write, teach him, writing is like being a human being, you have to be strong, have a soul.

But the old lady in front of her didn't smile, her face was extremely stiff, and she would never speak a word again.

Xu Shen walked to the hospital bed like a log, grabbed the old lady's hand, pressed it close to his cheek, and called softly, "Grandma?"

Xu's father and Xu's mother stood in front of the hospital bed with their heads bowed. Xu's father could not speak a word, and Xu's mother's eyes were already swollen from crying.

"Grandma, go to sleep." Xu Shen stretched out his hand to cover her eyes, "You used to tell me stories to lull me to sleep, but this time I will tell you stories, okay?"

Miraculously, the old lady's eyes gradually closed under the boy's palm.

Seeing this scene, Xu's mother broke down in tears. She was wrong, and they were too wrong.

Unexpectedly, their mistake was to ask the old lady to pay for them.

If time could be turned back, if she could travel back to a day ago, no matter what she said, she would no longer be so impulsive.

It's a pity that there are no ifs in the world. -

The old lady's body was cremated, and her funeral was held a week later. Those who heard the news were all mournful. Those who had received her favors before, those who asked her to write, and those who were her students came to pay their respects.

In recent years, the old lady closed the door to thank guests, and fewer and fewer people came to the door, but in the past few days, the door was full of people, and countless people came to mourn.

Others silently put a bouquet of chrysanthemums at the door, or send a wreath.

Xu's father and Xu's mother turned gray almost overnight. Ever since the old lady left, Xu Shen seemed to have had his soul taken away, and his whole body seemed to lose all vitality. He knelt in front of the mourning hall during the day, and he also knelt at night, and he ate when he was asked to eat. He never took the initiative to speak a word to his parents.

After the funeral, the old lady needs to be buried.

Xu Shen stood by the cemetery and watched. The young man was dressed in black, and all the warmth in his eyes was extinguished with the last sprinkle of soil.

Xu's mother covered her mouth and sobbed softly, she walked to Xu Shen's side, and said pleadingly: "Xiao Shen, my mother is very sad, can you take a look at my mother?"

The boy slowly looked up at her.

"I'm sorry," Xu's mother broke down, "Your father and I really didn't know that things would develop to this point, I'm sorry..."

On the cold tombstone, the old lady smiled kindly, just like before.

"I don't blame you," the boy said softly, "but I won't forgive you."

It was night, Xu Shen came to the mourning hall and knelt down, the old lady's coffin had been taken away, only the old lady's photo and candle wreath remained in the mourning hall.

At first, some people would persuade Xu Shen not to abuse his body like this, but Xu Shen never heard a word, and gradually, no one persuaded him anymore.

Xu Shen knelt on Tuanpu, flickering the candlelight, a very shallow shadow was reflected in his eyes, the sky outside was dark, without stars or moon.

In the empty courtyard, there was the sound of pebbles being smashed, but Xu Shen didn't hear anything. He bent down and lowered his head to write with a brush. The rice paper was spread on the floor, and he copied the Buddhist scriptures sentence by sentence with full concentration.

This is the last thing he can do for the old lady. He hopes that the old lady will be happy in another world without any regrets.

If the Buddha is truly compassionate, then listen to his voice.

A brazier was placed next to the rice paper, and Xu Shen copied a sheet and burned it. The fire was bright and dim, and he looked dull and silent, doing all this mechanically.

The next moment, someone grabbed his wrist, Xu Shen looked up, the handsome young man squatted beside him, and whispered: "I'm late."

Xu Shen was slightly taken aback, the ink dipped in the brush in his hand dripped down and splashed on the rice paper.

Jiang Ke changed a piece of paper and looked down at what he was copying. It was the rebirth mantra in the Buddhist scriptures: Namo Amitabha Ye, Dotagata Ye...

He took the brush from Xu Shen's hand and continued to copy down: "I haven't seen you in half a month, you've lost weight."

Xu Shen remained motionless, without any reaction.

After copying one sheet, Jiang Ke threw it into the brazier and burned it. The tongue of fire shot up high. He went to burn incense in front of the old lady's coffin, and kowtowed three times to the portrait.

Xu Shen was still kneeling there, dressed in black, as if he wanted to blend into the night.

Jiang Ke turned around, walked back to him, and hugged him gently: "If you are sad, it's okay to cry."

The body of the young man in his arms moved slightly, and he suddenly realized: "Am I dreaming?"

Xu Shen has trouble sleeping and eating these days, and his mental state is very poor. Every time he dreams, he either dreams of the old lady or Jiang Ke, and he is extremely confused.

Jiang Ke patted him on the back again and again, and said distressedly: "I'm not dreaming, I'm really here."

He thought that Xu's father and Xu's mother would take good care of Xu Shen after he left, but now Xu Shen is extremely haggard, kneeling in the mourning hall and copying Buddhist scriptures all night.

Jiang Ke spent a lot of effort to convince Jiang's father that he was only here to offer a stick of incense. He selfishly hoped to leave after seeing Xu Shen at most, but he didn't expect to run into Xu Shen directly in the mourning hall.

Looking at Xu Shen now, he didn't dare to think about how he survived for so many days.

Hugging Xu Shen quietly for a while, Jiang Ke guessed that it was almost time and he was about to leave, so he let go: "I have to go."

He had just stood up when Xu Shen suddenly reached out and grabbed his fingers: "Jiang Ke..."

Jiang Ke lowered his head, the young man's eyes were covered with a light mist, those beautiful fox eyes drooped slightly, and his expression was mournful: "Will you come back?"

Just this one sentence made Jiang Ke completely defeated.

Jiang Ke bent down, hugged him again, and kissed him on the forehead: "Yes, Xiao Shen, wait for me."

The clothes on his chest were soaked in warmth for an instant, and Jiang Ke's heart trembled in pain.

The whistle sounded from outside the yard, which urged him that the time was almost up.

Jiang Ke let go of Xu Shen, and the young man's handsome face was full of tears. From the death of the old lady to today, the tears that had been suppressed for half a month collapsed.

"You must be well," the young man tried his best to suppress, but his voice was choked up intermittently, "Jiang Ke, you must be well..."

Although he doesn't know where Jiang Ke has been for the past half month, he is currently unable to protect Jiang Ke anymore, and his parents have arranged for him to go abroad.

In his absence, he hopes that Jiang Ke can live a good life, not to be bullied, not to live cautiously, and not to carry everything by himself.

The whistle outside the yard became louder and louder, very impatient.

Jiang Ke stood up straight, tilted his head and glanced out of the yard, wanting to make a promise to Xu Shen before leaving.

The next moment, the boy stood on tiptoe and kissed the corner of his lips.

Jiang Ke froze suddenly.

Bitter tears flowed down the cracks of their lips. They had never been so close, and it seemed that they had never been so far apart.

"Jiang Ke," the boy smiled with tears in his eyes, "I like you, what I said in front of Dad that day was not a lie, I was sincere."

With a whoosh, the wildfire spread across the sky.

The heartbeat of Midsummer Night is like a soft and clear dream.

The author has something to say: this is the end of boyhood, and there are three or four chapters to end