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The sky is gray, and I'm afraid it's going to rain.

Pedestrians were hurrying on the street, and the young man stood in front of the telephone booth on the street, his lips turned white from the cold, he rubbed his fingers, and reached out to pick up the receiver.

The number has long been memorized, and after dialing it again, the beep on the other end rang for a long time, but no one answered.

Meng Liangren hung up the phone, his body was as cold as a leak.It's almost winter, and he didn't bring enough clothes when he came out of the house. With this meager salary, it's good enough to eat enough, and he can't do anything else.

The ridicule of the fox friends and dog friends is still in my ears: "Fourth young master, how does your brother feel? Tsk tsk, you are still a fool, thanks to you, you can do it..."

When he went up, he started fighting with someone, although in the end he was pushed to the ground and beaten.

Everyone has pain points.

When he woke up that morning, he found that Meng Xu lay motionless and passed out under him, his face was red and swollen from the beating, his body was covered with bruises from being abused, and blood was all over his body on the bed.

This scene was heart-wrenching, even after more than four months, it often woke him up from the nightmare.

He doesn't know whether he has unruly thoughts about his own brother as they said, but Meng Xu, he always thinks of him holding his hand and saying: "Don't be afraid, third brother is here, those who bully you People were all kicked out by me."

The flower shop across the street played music very loudly. Meng Liangren looked over and saw a bottle of dusty tulip imitation flowers in the glass window.

After being expelled from the Meng family, his life was miserable. He had been the fourth young master of Meng who had no business for more than 20 years. He had no source of income and had to work around. street.

It was raining lightly, but the phone must be connected.

I dialed it over and over again, my fingers were a little frozen, and finally someone picked it up, and a deep man's voice came: "Who is it?"

Meng Liangren licked his dry lips and said, "Brother."

The other end was silent for a while, as if suppressing anger: "Meng Liang."

Meng Liangren waited for a while, but the other party didn't hang up the phone, so he said dryly, "Brother, my mother's death day will be in a few days, I want to go back... go to the house to get some of her things, and think about it. "

Meng Zhe's tone did not fluctuate: "You are not qualified to enter Meng's house."

Meng Liang said: "But I am still her son."

There was a few seconds of silence in the microphone, Meng Zhe said: "Saturday is Xiaojun's birthday, come in through the back door, ask the butler to get something and leave."

Meng Liangren breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, brother."

The phone was disconnected.

Meng Liangren held the microphone and spoke for a while, when someone outside the phone booth shouted: "Hey, occupy the latrine and don't shit or what?" He put down the microphone and walked out slowly.

The man brushed past him, couldn't help but look at him twice, and said "little boy".

Meng Liangren asked the restaurant owner for leave, and rushed to Meng's house before the banquet started, avoiding the eyes of the servants, and found the housekeeper who was there.

The old butler is a serious old man who has stayed in the Meng family for more than 30 years. He has the same attitude towards the up-and-coming Meng Zhe and Mengxuan brothers and sisters, and the down-to-earth Meng Liangren, but among these young masters and ladies, he still has to prefer Meng Xu some.

At this moment, he said to Meng Liangren expressionlessly: "The eldest young master told me, Mr. Meng, please follow me."

Meng Liang nodded dully, not in the mood to worry about the difference between "Fourth Young Master" and "Mr. Meng".

The old housekeeper took him to the second floor to his mother's former bedroom, but he bumped into Meng Jun on the stairs.

Meng Jun is standing by the banister of the stairs. He is only 16 years old. He has inherited his father and uncle Junxiu's eyebrows. Soften the ice-cold gaze.

He had no intention of giving way, stared at Meng Liangren for a long time, and asked the housekeeper, "Why is he here?" His tone seemed to be questioning the housekeeper why he let the wild dogs outside in.

The old housekeeper said: "Young master, Mr. Meng will come with me to get my wife's belongings."

Meng Jun didn't speak, but still stared at Meng Liangren, and said after a long time, "Let him take it and get out immediately."

Meng Liangren followed behind the butler with his head down, and the moment he passed Meng Jun, he suddenly grabbed his wrist tightly.

Meng Liang gasped slightly. Meng Jun had learned Sanda, and his hands were so strong that he felt that his wrist bones were about to burst.

Meng Jun said: "You will never go back to Meng's house, will you?"

Meng Liang said: "No more."

He lowered his head, not seeing the rolling emotions in the boy's dark pupils.

Meng Jun paused, said with a sneer, "That's best." Then he let go of his hand and went down the stairs without looking back.

Meng Liangren followed the housekeeper to his mother's bedroom, and took away the photos on the low cabinet, as well as a few books that the housekeeper said "Madam loved to read when she was alive".

The butler led him back to the stairs, turned around and said with a stern face: "The guests are almost here, I have to rush over. Can Mr. Meng leave by himself through the back door?"

Meng Liangren nodded: "Yes."

After speaking, the butler went downstairs and left first. Meng Liangren walked down the stairs slowly, leaning on the yellow wooden handrails polished by the servants.

When he was about to go downstairs, he suddenly heard two servants talking at the back of the stairs. They couldn't see Mr. Meng Liang, and chatted a few words with utensils in their hands.

One of the servants remembered something and asked, "Where did the third young master go? The lady asked us just now."

Another said: "It seems that I was pushed by Xiaochun to relax by the lake."

Meng Liangren quietly went out from the back door of the small building, did not leave directly as the housekeeper said, but walked towards the lake that the servant said.

Today is Meng Jun's birthday party, and the servants gathered in the front hall. Meng Liang came to the grove by the lake without hiding anyone, and saw the lake from a distance. Meng Jun of Gongyue was pushing the wheelchair, talking softly to the person in the wheelchair.

Only when he was facing Meng Xu, would he put away the piercing thorns all over his body, being gentle and peaceful like an ordinary child.

Meng Liangren stared at Meng Xu in the wheelchair. He didn't dare to go over, he was afraid of Meng Jun, and even more afraid that Meng Xu would show a frightened or desperate expression when he saw him, the torturer who had ruined everything for him, which would make him even worse. uncomfortable.

Meng Jun and Meng Xu talked a lot, but the latter's eyes were still frozen and he didn't respond.

It was expected, but it was also disappointing. Meng Jun let out a breath, squatted down in front of the wheelchair, and said with dark eyes: "Third Uncle, do you hate him? I hate him too, I can't wait..." He grabbed the The hand on the armrest of the wheelchair tightened, and he did not continue.

Meng Xu turned his head slightly, as if something attracted his attention.

Such a reaction was rare in the past three months. Meng Jun followed his gaze, only to find that he was staring at the cufflinks on his wrist.

This crystal cufflinks is from a famous artist, a small tulip is engraved in the crystal clear, very unique.

Meng Xu looked at the cuff buttons, his dull facial features suddenly became a little angry, and his lips moved.

Meng Jun stared at the shape of his lips, discerned carefully, and finally found that it was the word "beautiful person".

Meng Jun stood up abruptly, and Meng Xu returned to his original appearance, with a blank expression, unmoved by external objects.

Meng Jun pursed his lips and clenched his knuckles. He tore off the pair of cuff buttons and threw them on the grass.

"Young master." A female voice came from behind, and Meng Jun turned his head. It was Xiaochun, the maid who took care of Meng Xu, "It's getting windy outside, let me take the third young master back to the house, the young master is calling you in the front hall In the past."

Meng Jun said: "Alright, take good care of him, I'll come back later."

Xiaochun said, "Yes."

Meng Jun took one last look at Meng Xu, turned and left.

Seeing Meng Jun gone, Meng Liang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He was obviously seven years older than this nephew, but he was a little afraid of him, just like he was afraid of his big brother Meng Zhe.

He looked at Meng Xu again, saying that he came back to get his mother's belongings was nonsense, he just wanted to see Meng Xu.

How is Meng Xu? Can't speak anymore?Don't know anyone?Don't remember him?

The sun reflected off something and flickered.

He couldn't help but fix his eyes, and turned from Meng Xu's body to where the light was coming from, only to find that the light came from the maid Xiaochun.

Xiaochun turned his back to him, leaned over to push the wheelchair with one hand, and put the other behind his back. Meng Liang could clearly see that in that hand... was holding a knife!

He tensed up all of a sudden, feeling that something was wrong, he was concerned about the Master's safety, and he didn't care about being exposed, so he rushed over and grabbed Xiaochun's hand holding the knife: "What are you doing!"

Xiaochun was about to take the opportunity to attack, but who knew Cheng Yaojin, the unlucky guy who was splashed with dirty water by the gold master, couldn't help being surprised, and shoved and shoved Meng Liangren: "Fourth young master, you'd better show up!" In front of Third Young Master! Let go!"

Meng Liangren didn't expect a woman with such strong hands, and Xiaochun and Xiaochun pinched each other by the side of the wheelchair, and inadvertently cut the knife across Meng Xu's arm in the wheelchair. With a sound.

Meng Liangren felt uncomfortable when he heard this, and turned his head to look at it quickly, but Xiaochun spotted the right time, and while the two were scrambling for it, the knife suddenly stabbed him in the heart.

Seeing this scene, Meng Xu in the wheelchair sat up straight and trembled.

Blood gushed out, and Meng Liangren's eyes turned black. He staggered back, was pushed hard by Xiaochun, and fell into the lake.

The author has something to say: The protagonist didn’t have anything to do with his brother, this is someone else’s trap ╮(╯-╰)╭