Fawn

Xiaolu clapped one hand on the glass window, staring straight at the young master.

There were many emotions in his heart, but because he lived alone for several months in isolation, his mind was numb, and he seemed to have become a fool, unable to speak, only sad and angry, only five burn together.

He didn't expect that this time, the young master's heart would be so hard; the young master also didn't expect that the little deer, who usually sings and dances to him, would be so stubborn this time.

Subconsciously taking a step forward, he saw the deer's whole picture more clearly this time - he was surprised to find that the deer had grown up a little in the past few months.

The 15-year-old Xiaolu is getting taller, his shoulders are getting wider, and he has faintly shown the outline of a youth.The young master couldn't remember the appearance of Adjutant Lu, but only vaguely remembered that he was quite tall. If Xiao Lu followed him, he would grow into a big man in the future.

In the past, the young master often didn't see Xiao Lu for ten days and a half months, and he didn't miss it very much when he saw him, but once he saw him, he would think in his heart: "This is mine, no one will give it to me."

Now he looks at the deer behind a layer of fence and a layer of glass, and he still has the same thought in his heart: "This is mine, no one will give it to me."

In Xiaolu's eyes, today's young master looks like a "good guy".Educated, clean and simple, this is the ideal appearance of a young man in his mind.

However, the good young man outside the window suddenly said, "Do you still want to stick with me?"

Immediately afterwards, the good young man smiled at him, with an ulterior motive: "The weather is getting warmer every day, as long as you nod, I will let you out. Don't you like to be lively? I will take you to the park during the day, I'll take you to the movies in the evening, after watching the movie, we'll have supper, and then go to the Beijing Hotel to watch dancing."

After hearing this, Xiaolu's mind, which was originally dull, gradually started to turn again.

"And then?" He heard himself make a rough voice, as if his vocal cords in his throat had been turned into sandpaper: "After dancing, go home, and then?"

The young master was almost taken aback when he heard Xiao Lu's voice. It was the voice of a patient, and his throat might have been swollen to a very serious degree.

"Go home..." The young master replied hesitantly, "After going home, just..."

Suddenly understanding what Xiao Lu meant, the Eldest Young Master felt a little embarrassed, and couldn't help smiling at Xiao Lu again: "Little bastard, I haven't thought of that, you brought it up first."

Xiaolu looked at the eldest young master, and the good young man outside the window suddenly disappeared, replaced by a sweet-talking elder brother who was getting worse and worse.

So he took a step back and said in a hoarse voice: "You should lock me up, lock me up until you die!"

When the young master heard this, his expression changed immediately.His lips moved, and he cursed with a vicious expression and a weak tone: "It's against you!"

The young master flicked his sleeves and left without looking back.

The little deer backed up and sat on the edge of the bed, bent down and held his head with both hands.After closing his eyes for a moment of silence, he moved his hands to his eyes and looked carefully.

His hands are getting bigger and his arms are getting longer.His appetite is not very large, but the food has always been good, with sufficient oil, water and nutrition.Slowly clenched his hands into fists, his fingers were slender, making his fists look bony.

At this time, knowledge and civilization suddenly became worthless. All he needed was a pair of big fists, which could punch through walls.But what if you gouged through the wall?Leaving Cheng's house?Cut off relationship with godfather?

The little deer sleeps at night, sleeps unsteadily, and dimly hears insects chirping outside the window.Although it was warm now, it was not yet the season for bugs, so the deer got up, went to the window, bent down, and put his ear to the glass to listen carefully.

After listening so carefully, the worm became quiet.The little deer waited quietly for a while, but found nothing, so he squinted his eyes and looked at the moon in the sky.Today is a full moon, the moonlight is extremely bright, and it really casts a clear light all over the place.He raised his hand again by the moonlight, lowered his head, and clenched his fist again.

He wanted to go out, take a few breaths, take a good look at the moon, and listen to the sound of insects.Pushing his fist forward against the window glass, he didn't think about anything at this moment, just relying on instinct, he withdrew his fist and struck forward fiercely!

There was a crisp sound followed by a muffled sound, the crisp sound was the sound of glass breaking, and the muffled sound was the fawn's fist hitting the wall on the wooden fence.In the middle of the night, everything was silent, these two sounds were astonishing, but all the people in the house were fast asleep, and the only one who could hear it was Xiaolu himself.

Slowly retracting his hand, Xiao Lu lowered his eyes and saw that he smashed a pane of glass with his fist. The glass shattered from the center to the outside, beautifully broken, and the cracks were like the abstract sun rays in a picture book.Glass shards were scattered on the window sill and the ground, and the edge of the broken glass remaining on the window pane was reddish because it was stained with his blood.

The fawn didn't feel any pain, nor did it cry out.He leaned his head closer to this dangerous hole, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath intoxicated.

He thought that if his fist was hard enough, there was still hope for escape.But even if he escaped, where could he go?This has been his home since childhood, and the person who locked him up is his closest elder brother.

Besides, I'm really gone, and I'm sorry for my godfather.After all, it is the cleanest place to die here, but as long as you can still deal with life, who can really die cruelly?

The little deer inhaled one mouthful after another, his right hand hung down, the skin on the back of his hand was cut several times by the broken glass, and blood dripped all over the floor.After taking these breaths enough, he turned around and walked into the bathroom, and rinsed his bloody hands under the faucet.

In the early morning of the next day, the servant who came to deliver the food found the hole in the window, went in and looked inside, and saw the blood on the ground again.Putting down the food in his hands, the servant yelled, which quickly alarmed the young master.

In the past, Xiao Lu was not allowed to come out, and the eldest and young master refused to go in.Today the young master made an exception and rushed into the house in a panic.Suddenly seeing the little deer on the bed, he was taken aback for a moment.

Fawn was leaning on an old pillow, half lying and half sitting with the quilt in his arms.Looking up at the eldest young master, half of his face was covered by long hair, and even strands of hair lay between his dry and bright red lips.Two hands rested on the outside of the quilt, and the back of the right hand was bruised and covered with a layer of dark red blood.

The Eldest Young Master ordered the others to retreat, then walked to the bed and squatted down.Carefully stretching out his hand to grab Xiaolu's right wrist, he whispered, "Xiaolu, please."

The little deer opened his mouth, his voice still hoarse and low: "Brother, I think if I pretend to be nice to you, you will definitely not see through it, and you will definitely let me go back to our yard. Then I will find a way to run away. You can't prevent it either."

Speaking of this, he coughed, and between breaths, his throat hissed: "But, I can't do this. It's your fault if you shut me up and force me; if I run away without a sound, it's my fault." wrong."

He turned slightly sideways, and touched the young master's short hair with his left hand: "Brother, I have no complaints when you killed me; but since you allowed me to live, I have to live like a human being. It makes me feel like a thief, being scolded by you at home, and lying outside, for fear that others will know my details. This feeling is uncomfortable, why do you want to live like a thief when you are a good person?"

Having said that, he withdrew his hand, stared at the young master, and finished speaking word by word: "So, I can't agree."

The young master closed his mouth tightly, as if he was about to laugh, and at the same time he seemed to be crying: "Little Lu, do you have no feelings for me at all?"

Xiaolu looked into the young master's eyes: "If you let me die, I will die. Do you think I have feelings for you?"

Hearing this, the young master had a complete smile on his face, but he was about to cry in his heart: "You little bastard - you are too young, you don't understand - is it because you are too young, or I am too anxious You don’t understand, you will understand in a few years, I will give you time, I will wait for you to understand—”

Speaking of this, the young master is still smiling, but his voice is almost choked: "You clown, you are shameless to give you face. No matter how many people want to curry favor with me, I can't curry favor with you. How are you——you don't follow me!" Who will go? In the future, when you grow up, I will marry you a daughter-in-law, and it will not delay your family, business, and family succession--Dad has arranged this for the boys under him. Who do you think he has treated badly? He is right. Those boys don't treat you badly, I only have you in my heart, can I wrong you?"

Xiaolu lowered his eyelids slightly, the upper and lower rows of eyelashes were so thick that they were about to fight, "Brother, I won't do it. Otherwise, your son will scold my son again in the future."

The young master squeezed his wrist hard: "I'll scold you a few words, do you still remember my grudge?"

Xiao Lu shook his head: "I don't hate you for scolding me, I just don't like being scolded."

Hearing this, the young master took a deep breath and exhaled again, without speaking.