atypical dependency

**

Xiao Heng was squatting on the corner flower stand outside the emergency building of the hospital, holding a cigarette butt with flashing red stars between his fingertips, squinting a pair of piercing wolf eyes, looking at the tall man standing under the steps of the building in front of him with a half-smile.

The snowflakes from the sky fell on the opponent's body, making him look even colder and lonely.

The mobile phone in his hand still showed "Calling", but Xiao Heng saw that the other party in his field of vision took out his mobile phone and glanced at the screen, and then hung up his phone without hesitation, and then got into a parking lot with a driver. A black car on a street corner.

With a sneer, Xiao Heng stuffed the phone back into his pocket, and jumped down from the flower platform lightly, splashing snow powder on the ground.

The style of the man who was dressed in a serious and immovable manner was completely different from that of the president. Xiao Heng wore a mohawk hairstyle, three earrings on one side of each ear, and a light gray sweater that was not thick in the ice and snow, and a camel scarf wrapped around it to keep out the cold. A pair of black hip-hop pants full of rips and zippers looked cold no matter how you looked at them, but the man with a hostile face seemed to be wandering in midsummer and didn't care at all.

Wrapping the scarf tightly, Xiao Heng turned his head and glanced at the main entrance of the emergency room of the hospital, which was still glowing with white light behind him, and slightly restrained the displeasure that had appeared earlier.

"Brother Heng—" There was also a small man who had been huddled by the flower table. He watched the black car leave nervously, and his intermittent breath formed clouds of white mist in front of him, "It's not good for us to come here. Bar."

Xiao Heng straightened his back, stared at the direction the car was leaving, lit a cigarette again, put his hands in his pockets lazily, and did not respond to the thoughts of the people around him at all.

As if attacked by coldness, the little man stretched out his hands and rubbed his arms as if trying to strike a fire, and rubbed his hands in front of Xiao Heng, with a look of fear gradually appearing on his face: "Brother Heng... Seriously, let's go... If this place is watched, it will be miserable..."

"What are you afraid of?" Xiao Heng cast a disdainful glance at the little man.

"No." His face was livid, the man smacked his lips, "Did we really play this joke with your brother... After all, several people in his company almost-"

"Fuck me." His voice was low, and Xiao Heng's eyes tightened a little.

"But this fire was caused by us after all, no matter how you say it has to be—"

"Wu Shuoqian, why are you endless?" Xiao Heng abruptly put the cigarette he just lit on the ground, stepped on the snow water ruthlessly and twisted it, "If you are afraid, get out."

"But--"

"You go back first." This time, Xiao Heng directly issued the order to evict the guests. Xiao Heng turned his head and glanced at Wu Shuoqian, then turned sideways to the side door behind the hospital building without hesitation and strode away.

The thick and comfortable snow layer in the rear was disturbed by Xiao Heng's step like a ghost entering a village, leaving criss-crossing footprints immediately.

Wu Shuoqian stood in the intensifying cold wind, and was a little timid to keep up, so he just stood there obediently, like a pitiful snowman, watching Xiao Heng's figure disappear into the dark side door of the hospital.

Knowing that the people behind him hadn't followed, Xiao Heng kept his unrestrained and steady pace, and rushed up the stairs to the second floor.

When he turned into a secluded corner of the hospital, his footsteps suddenly slowed down, like a racing car suddenly running out of gas, he tilted unnaturally twice, and then leaned sideways against the cold wall of the corridor.

The face of a ruffian who insisted that he was not afraid of the sky and the earth was completely lost. At this moment, he is sullen, staring at the ground with a slack eye, feeling an inexplicable sense of spinning.

——That's right, the fire tonight was indeed an opportunity for him to create.

The fire brigade's analysis was correct. The air conditioner in the president's office was outdated, and the overheating of the wiring was the direct cause of the fire.

But—for someone as rigorous and careful as his brother Xiao Yi, every piece of old equipment in the office must have been carefully selected and adjusted by the other party.

Even if the air conditioner has a certain age, it is impossible to let it catch fire naturally without adding some human factors——

At least, that's what Xiao Heng thought when he first tampered with the air conditioner.

Originally, I just wanted to simply burn down the other party's office, destroy the other party's important information, and frustrate the other party's spirit——

However, he had no idea that there were still people trapped on that floor during that time period.

To be honest, he was shocked enough by the tragic development of the situation that went out of track.

Those innocent employees were injured because of his hot-headed, childish and superficial behavior. If he hadn't discovered it in time, this near-miss farce would have looked different.

Although the hatred for that person was strong, he was not so heartless as to want innocent people to be buried with him.

Closing his eyes, Xiao Heng showed a painful expression that he never showed to anyone.

On the surface, Xiao Yi is his brother... In fact, he has no blood relationship with him.

To be precise, the other party was a child adopted by his parents when he was 6 years old.

Xiao Heng will always remember the day when his parents happily brought back that unsmiling, calm boy.

His parents are notoriously workaholics, but that day, this 12-year-old boy named "Xiao Yi" enjoyed the intense attention he had never received since he was a child.

Before the age of 6, his own life was basically only a nanny.

Parents need to fly abroad all year round due to work reasons, and they spend very little time with him.

He has long been used to sitting in the huge empty living room and playing games, listening to the nanny sing birthday songs alone on his birthday, and talking to the plush bear alone when he goes to bed at night.

At least that day, he thought that with such an extra brother, his parents would pay more attention to him.

But it wasn't until he entered junior high school that he gradually realized that this young boy who had just come to their family almost stole his love and all his parents' attention.

The other party is young, but has a calm and introverted personality, is efficient in doing things, and has excellent grades.

Even if he finished something happily, he wanted to show off to his parents with a smile, but he found that Xiao Yi had already done it beforehand and easily completed the result of his long-term hard work.

Junior high school, high school... The other party is like a golden bell covering his head all the time, making him tired, suffocated, jealous, and resentful.

Finally, he failed the college entrance examination, but his "brother" had already laid a solid foundation in a well-known international software company in City A as a graduate of a prestigious school in City A.

Since then, his parents have completely lost confidence in him, and even the only few video calls they made from abroad were to directly ask Xiao Yi to meet him.

It was also from then on that Xiao Heng gradually attributed all the unfair things that happened to him to the appearance of Xiao Yi, and completely developed into a person with the opposite personality to Xiao Yi.

The other party took away all the focus of his life——

The attention he wants, the sense of accomplishment he wants...

Even the pitiful vanity that occasionally swelled up after completing a task was successfully shattered by Xiao Yi who also participated in it.

This man is his nemesis.

Years of resentment finally merged into a mighty ocean of resentment like a stream.

Five years ago, Xiao Yi was involved in the catastrophic fire in City X, and his mother almost suffered a heart attack. For this reason, Xiao Yi specially took her abroad to receive the best medical treatment.

Xiao Heng remembered that he had a big car accident a few years ago, and his mother was not that worried.

Some vicious thoughts flashed through my mind.

But he knows that there are certain bottom lines that he cannot cross after all.

At most, linger on the edge of that line to vent anger-such as arson tonight.

Even so, God did not give him a chance to breathe——

The catastrophe he almost caused was a blow to his conscience.

He knew no one was killed in the fire, but two people were seriously injured.

After leaning against the wall on the second floor for a long time, he straightened up again in a daze and strode forward in a slumped manner.

He had already inquired about the wards of the two wounded in advance, but now he hesitated to find the door of a private room, and looked into the dimly lit room through the glass window on the door.

The injured man had fallen asleep on his side, his leg was in a thick cast, and he looked very uncomfortable.

Staring silently, Xiao Heng stood there for a long time without moving.

I didn't have such a clear feeling in the snow before——

But now, he has the illusion of being attacked by coldness.

**

It was almost 3 o'clock in the morning when Wei Zhuoyan and a group of comrades returned to the fire station.

After hastily changing his clothes and washing up, Wei Zhuoyan stood by the sink, staring at the mirror in front of him with his teeth bared, rubbing the black smoke stains on his face with cold water.

Jin Yang looked at his cat face beside him, and couldn't help laughing.

The movements of his hands didn't stop, Wei Zhuoyan continued to rub his face while pursing his lips and humming: "What's the matter, I haven't seen a handsome guy before."

Hearing the sound, Jin Yang snorted and shrugged his shoulders with an undiminished smile: "He's still a handsome guy, Old Wei, he's already running around."

"You're talking like I'm about to die." Wei Zhuoyan also grinned.

"Otherwise, you would think that all the wives at home are already on the kang, and the children are not far away, so the narcissism will be restrained." With a word absent-minded, Jin Yang didn't notice Wei Zhuoyan's imperceptibly stiff expression beside him, He fell silent, wiped all the smoke off his face calmly, and washed the remaining black on his hands embarrassingly.

"There's been a lot of fire recently, so take a shower quickly." Jin Yang glanced at the hanging watch in the bathroom, and ordered casually.

"Your captain to my captain?" Wei Zhuoyan smiled and stretched his elbow to bump Jin Yang's shoulder.

Staggering two steps to the side, Jin Yang shook his head and laughed even more.

Just as he was talking nonsense, Jin Yang slapped his head like he suddenly remembered something: "Oh, by the way, Zhuo Yan, there is something I almost forgot to tell you."

"Hmm?" Wei Zhuoyan tidied himself absent-mindedly, took the bathing utensils, and planned to rush into the public shower room for a quick cold shower.

"Your wife called the bureau before."

Wei Zhuoyan, who was about to go to the public shower, froze in his footsteps.

"She said she couldn't get through to your phone or something. It seems that there is something very important."

"..."

Jin Yang waited for an answer after finishing his speech, but felt that his words were lost in the sea, and no one responded for a long time.

Turning his head in confusion, he noticed that Wei Zhuoyan was standing there like a stone sculpture, as if he hadn't digested the message he had given him before.

Standing there watching for a while, Jin Yang sighed, and jokingly stretched out his hand and shook Wei Zhuoyan's face: "Master Captain, what's the situation, are you tired and stupid?"

"..."

"Do you still want a wife?" Jin Yang gave a smirk.

"Okay, I understand." Chao Jinyang replied perfunctorily, and Wei Zhuoyan entered the shower with a grave-like bleak face, making Jin Yang think he said something wrong.

"Then my mission has been completed. Don't look back, your wife blames me for not bringing the words."

"Don't worry." Wei Zhuoyan's gloomy voice came from the back room, "She will never blame you."

——In the future, she probably won't have the chance to blame anyone related to him.