Mr. Chen walking the dog

"Are you crying or not?!"

"Don't cry anymore and continue beating you!"

"Cry! You cry! You bastard without parents!"

"Hahaha! Look, he seems to be crying! Hit him! Hit him till he cries!"

……

"Ah! Run! The teacher is here."

"I'll teach you a lesson next time!"

More than ten years ago, the dilapidated elementary school, the elongated afterglow of the sunset, the slanted memory, the gray face, and a child who kept crying after a group of children ran away.

The small figure huddled into a ball, and when he stood up, he was accidentally pulled to the place where he was beaten. The child's mouth was deflated, and tears as big as beans rolled down from his beautiful big eyes.

He quickly wiped away the tears with his sleeves, the sleeves were covered with dust, the dust blinded his eyes, after being wiped hard, his eyes hurt, and more tears flowed out.

The child insisted on not crying, but he couldn't control his tears and snot. He covered his face with his dirty little hands, and slowly squatted down: "Don't cry, woo woo woo, I don't want to cry, woo woo woo .”

The little shoulders shrugged.

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"Are you fighting again?!" The beautiful woman raised her eyebrows and poked the child's forehead with her finger.

Pushed back by a finger, the child twisted the corner of his clothes with his little hands: "I don't have any."

"No?!" The beautiful woman opened the child's hand and lifted his clothes, "Take a look at what this is? The clothes I just bought not long ago, why are they torn? Ah?!"

"I fell..." the child replied softly.

"Wrestling? Why did you fall on your body without breaking your front teeth? Tell me, what are these?" The woman simply took off the child's clothes, only to see that the skin on the small body was bruised and purple. The more the woman looked, the angrier she became , "You know how to fight all day long! Besides fighting, what else do you know?"

"I... I don't know... I didn't mess with them."

"You didn't mess with me? My brothers didn't mess with me either. Why did they come to you? Why don't your brothers fight? Why do you only know how to fight every day?" The woman looked at the wounds on the child and turned to him When there was a small surgical scar on the back of the waist, he paused, "Where's the schoolbag?"

"I have no idea."

Snapped!

A slap came over.

"What are you doing?" A man came home on a motorcycle and saw his wife beating a child. He quickly parked the motorcycle in the yard and ran over, "How many times do you want me to tell you not to beat the child?"

"Children? I only have two children. Who knows where this debt collector came from?"

"You!" The man raised his hand angrily.

"Yo, you still want to hit me? Hit me! Come on! If you don't hit me, you're not a man!" The woman puffed up her chest and stared at her husband fiercely, "I eat and drink and take care of him, and I don't learn how to do it every day. Fight every day! Do you think I should hit him?"

Looking at his wife, the man's raised hand did not fall on that face in the end. He put down his hand weakly, picked up the gray clothes from the ground, and put them on the child first: "Junzhuo, tell uncle, what's going on?"

The child covered his cheeks and sobbed: "Uncle, I didn't fight."

"How did you get the injury on your body?" Under the white eyes of his wife, the man picked up the child.

Fu Junzhuo was an illegitimate child. At that time, Fu Junzhuo's mother was pregnant before marriage, and her belly was growing day by day. This was a very big anecdote in the village at that time, and she soon became a joke among the villagers after dinner.

When I usually go out, someone will point and point.

Those people who seem to have no interest, even those who usually smile at her, when they talk about this behind their backs, they are either obscene or dismissive, which makes her feel very depressed throughout her pregnancy .

But she always believed that the man who made her pregnant would come back to marry her as promised.

However, she did not wait, because she later died of dystocia in the hospital.

The little baby became a burden to her brother.

When Fu Junzhuo was born, he had a congenital kidney disease and had to undergo surgery. As the brother of the child's mother, Fu Junzhuo's uncle could not watch the child go on like this, so under the eyes of his wife, he paid for Fu Junzhuo Two operations were performed, and then he was raised until he was seven years old.

It can be said that such an uncle has actually done his best.

At that time, going to school in the countryside was not so strictly controlled, so Fu Junzhuo didn't go to kindergarten, and went directly to primary school.

People's memory is indeed very long, and some things can be passed down orally from generation to generation. Those children who are the same age as Fu Junzhuo gradually learned from adults that Fu Junzhuo is a "wild bastard without parents" .

Fu Junzhuo is also good-looking, and should be regarded as a rather pleasing appearance, but in the eyes of the group of children, he is a target who can be bullied, and in front of his beautiful aunt, he is also a money-saving debt collector.

It was also miserable.

When he was eight years old, a beautiful woman in high heels came over and brought Fu Junzhuo back to his biological father's home.

I went to my biological father's house, and I was a lot richer materially, and I was able to learn things that were unimaginable in his time and in that rural area, such as the piano.

Just like that, elementary school passed by, and in junior high school, Fu Junzhuo grew taller and grew longer. At that time, Fu Junzhuo gradually changed his previous image of being timid and bullied, and he didn't know what influenced him. Temperament has changed a lot.

Become domineering and arrogant.

Indeed, Fu Junzhuo's facial features look better when paired with a domineering look, like flames and poppies.

Junior high school, high school, university, all the way through, and then met the best person in my life in college, Fu Shenyan.

At that time, in order to find a beautiful woman, Fu Shenyan used a lot of tricks to chase people. He went to buy whatever he wanted to eat in the middle of the night, and Fu Shenyan could do anything he wanted or couldn't think of.

Fu Junzhuo had never been hurt before, so of course he was caught in the end.

Time flies.

The winter sun also makes it hard to keep your eyes open.

The air in city A is very good and the sky is very blue.

Under the blue sky and white clouds, there are voices of people and cars everywhere.

"Soulless! Bah! Hey! What about you! Sorry for not having eyes... Hey! Don't go!"

very noisy.

Very noisy.

With a pale face, Fu Junzhuo walked quickly, ignoring and getting rid of the people jumping behind him, he just wanted to go home quickly.

His footsteps are fast, but very light, and the word "floating" can almost be used to describe his walking state. He is indeed like a walking corpse, without a soul at all.

The person behind him who was accidentally bumped by him scolded him a few times, and then looked at his state, but still closed his mouth, didn't continue to scold, scratched his head and left.

Fu Junzhuo held his breath and returned home. When he reached the door, his hands were so shaking that he couldn't take out the key.

People have problems, so serious that they can't control their movements well.

He took a deep breath, then gave up, turned around, and slowly climbed up to the top floor of the building—he has become very thin recently, his cheeks are almost sunken, and his eyes are not as ostentatious as before, giving people a sense of Kind of like stagnant water feeling.

Still water.

dead.

Last time, he really wanted to die.

I really want to kill myself.

Maybe, there was also a little bit of intention to force Fu Shenyan to turn his eyes back to himself.

He succeeded and he failed.

When he cut himself deep in the bathtub for the first time, blood suddenly flowed out from the open wound, along his little arm, and flowed down, until he submerged in the water of the bathtub.

As the blood flowed into the water, the dark red gradually faded, and seemed to lose its color in an instant, and soon, the red behind filled the blank space again.

Circle and circle.

The clear water slowly turned red.

He heard the sound of water coming out of the snake's mouth, and the blood was flowing happily. He just quietly looked at the hideous wound on his hand, carefully and seriously.

The knife went down, except for the pain at the beginning, it doesn't seem to hurt so much now.Fu Junzhuo watched, and gradually felt his heart relax.

It seemed that what flowed out was not blood, but the pain that could not be relieved from all over the body and mind. The pain found a breakthrough point, and then rushed forward, and all of them came out.

The moment he raised his hand from the water and raised it to the surface, it was very heavy and took a lot of effort.

There was a dagger on the edge of the bathtub, the blade was stained with blood.

The dagger was beautiful and exquisite. He had taken a fancy to it not long ago and asked Fu Shenyan to buy it as a gift for himself. Probably at that time, he had a certain idea in his heart.

Now he picked up the dagger, looked at it for a long time, and then cut the second and third cuts on his wrist.

What a bloody mess looks like, that's it.

Fu Junzhuo looked at his wrist and suddenly burst into tears.

Repressed.

Repressed.

Extremely depressing.

I can't get rid of the depression even if I cry.

He remembered the first meal he had with Fu Shenyan. Fu Shenyan picked out the fish bones for him and carefully put them into his bowl.At that time, his position in Fu Shenyan's heart could be described as unmatched in one word.

and after?Later, he turned around and left by himself, giving up on Fu Shenyan.

After all, he is a dark human being.

Except for publicity, except for beauty, except for the few quiet, the rest is hysteria, when you are arrogant, when you are arrogant, when you are not good at controlling your emotions, you don't know whether you are a human or a ghost.

So he just left like that, free and easy, so he wouldn't care about Fu Shenyan's life or death.

This goes for a few years.

After returning, everything changed.

Fu Shenyan was with someone else, even though he still hooked his fingers, he returned to his side.

But in the reincarnation of heaven, those who come out to mess around will always have to pay back. Although he only feels that he has regained his original position, in fact, he is still intervening between the other two people.

He did not achieve an overwhelming and absolute victory, but gradually discovered that Chen Xiqing's position in Fu Shenyan's heart was much higher than he imagined.

Later, he finally understood that there was nothing special about him in Fu Shenyan's heart, because only those who Fu Shenyan could not get would occupy an important position in his heart.

How ironic.

Fu Junzhuo was a person who jumped very much when he jumped up, but when he was lying in the bathtub, he was quiet and had no energy in his body. He only felt that he had no strength and wanted to just fall asleep like this.

But before falling asleep, there is still work to be done.He took out his phone and took a photo, and sent it to Fu Shenyan.

Without waiting for a reply from the other side, he dipped his hands and phone into the bathtub together.

Lying quietly in the warm water, and then, I don't know whether it was a sleep or a coma, and lost consciousness.

When I woke up, I was in the hospital with a lot of stitches on my wrist, a drip and a respirator.

Fu Shenyan stood by his side with an unshaven beard.

If the story ended here, Fu Shenyan changed his mind, or felt guilty, and kept getting along with Fu Junzhuo as before; The moment you open your eyes, the happy ending can already be written down.

However, this is not the case.

Fu Shenyan has a kind of despair that his life will be tied up in the future, and every moment he spends with Fu Junzhuo has a strong sense of seeing death as if he were home.

If he was angry, wanted to break up, accused Fu Junzhuo of his actions, or kept the same evasive attitude towards Junzhuo before, Fu Junzhuo would not be so desperate.

However, Fu Shenyan was like this, with the look of "Because I'm afraid you'll be bored with death, so okay, you can do whatever you want, I won't say anything", this kind of silent reaction is the most lethal.

As sensitive as Fu Junzhuo, how could he not feel it.

So he stopped being hysterical, and stopped chasing Fu Shenyan to ask him where he was, and whether he still had Chen Xiqing in his heart, Fu Junzhuo became very silent.

Without the barrier of communication, the relationship between the two began to become strange.

Fu Junzhuo lived and died for a month, and the medicine and food were not good, the wounds on his hands did not heal well, and his spirit was getting worse and worse.

When I couldn't sleep at night, it felt like a big stone was pressing on my heart, and I couldn't breathe.

And Fu Shenyan just went home so numbly every day, didn't talk to him, didn't give him any care, even if they slept on the same bed, there would be at least ten centimeters between them.

No temperature, no love, nothing.

Is there any point in being together like this?

Now that Fu Shenyan is tired and doesn't love her anymore, then let's go.

On a weekend, Fu Junzhuo packed his things and left.

He didn't have much stuff, and it took him no more than an hour to tidy it up. Fu Shenyan watched him silently the whole time—he was really thin and weak, and it was a bit difficult to move a box.

Fu Shenyan just watched, he didn't do anything, just let Fu Junzhuo tidy up and move away.

Fu Junzhuo lived in the newly rented place for a week, nothing happened.

Quietly.

His recent mental state is very dangerous. He has become very indifferent to death or life. It's not the kind of death or life because of sadness, but he just doesn't care.

I have no relationship with my biological father, no bond with my family, and no connection with my uncle except to go back every year to pay New Year's greetings.After all, whether it is dead or alive, it seems that there is only one person.

Fu Junzhuo stood at the top of the building, looking down at the city below him - at the height of the 34th floor, everything on the ground became very small.

The author has something to say:

About Fu Junzhuo, some people want to read it, some people don’t, I still wrote _(: 3J∠)_

This is the first part, and the next part.After finishing writing Fu Junzhuo, I will write about Erchen's Candy, Prince Danone, and others. mua~