Drowning Reborn

In the mourning hall, the woman who used to be called "Mrs. Jiang" almost passed out from crying, but now "Mrs. Jiang" stands at the entrance, receiving the guests entering the mourning hall sadly but reservedly.

Jiang Zehan was wearing a black suit, looking indifferently at the last portrait of his younger brother not far away, but his thoughts seemed to fly far away.The corner where he is standing is not noticeable, as if separated from the surroundings by a transparent but thick wall, forming a world of his own, even though many people were going to approach him on the pretext of saying "sorry and change", they saw him They changed their minds one after another.

——Jiang Zechen...

Depicting the facial features on the portrait with his eyes, Jiang Zehan didn't know how he should feel at this moment, as if his emotions had been drained, he was pale, desolate to cold.

Jiang Zechen has been causing trouble for him all the time, from childhood to adulthood.Whenever something goes wrong, he will be noisy and noisy, so that he always needs to spend a lot of time and energy on him, and he has to put on a face of a good brother to comfort him, take care of him, and follow him to solve the problem All kinds of troubles and problems are so disgusting that I can't wait to strangle them to death.

——Yes, Jiang Zehan didn't like Jiang Zechen since he was a child. The moment he saw him being carried back to Jiang's house by the Jiang family couple from the hospital, and the moment he watched the three of them gather together, talking and laughing, from the heart Hate him deeply.

——His half-brother, as well as the mother who came from a lover, are all evidence of Jiang's father's indiscriminate love. It is obvious that not long after his mother passed away, a new wife and a new son occupied him and his mother Jiang Zehan's previous position quickly caught Jiang Zehan by surprise.

Jiang Zehan hates, is dissatisfied, and is unwilling. He wants revenge, wants to drive away those who have occupied his position, and wants to take back what once belonged or should belong to him.Such negative emotions filled his heart made him grow up overnight, and then, he accepted the suggestion of his grandparents without hesitation, to be a good brother and a good son, to consolidate his position step by step, and to Pampering his younger brother, while working hard to become stronger and stronger, he did not give Jiang Zechen any possibility to catch up with him.

——His approach was very successful, so smooth that Jiang Zehan almost didn't even think of it.

The Jiang family left their brother to go to the United States for their careers, and they left home all the year round. Jiang Zehan, who was five years older than his immature brother, became the only person in the Jiang family who had a say.He can logically arrange the growth of his younger brother, cultivate his character, and watch him grow from a spoiled and domineering child to a rebellious young man, and from a rebellious young man to a young man who spends his days and drinks, every time he grows and changes , were firmly controlled by Jiang Zehan, he smiled and pampered him, pampered him lawlessly, and then stood cleanly behind him, watching him unconsciously walk towards self-destruction.

——Obviously, everything is going well, obviously because of Jiang Zechen's incompetence, Jiang's father gradually turned his eyes away from him, and put all his hopes on him, Jiang Zehan, and he just needs to wait patiently. He was able to take over everything from Jiang's father in a logical manner, but it's a pity that something unexpected happened. Jiang's father suddenly got into a car accident and passed away without leaving a last word. Even Jiang's father's will was made a long time ago - at that time, Jiang Zechen was still a young man who was not completely disappointed, and Jiang's father still had hope for him...

Jiang's father passed away suddenly, Jiang Zehan had not yet held the power, but "Mrs. Jiang", who was obviously just a low-level lover, coveted Jiang's family beyond her control, and even put her son who was like mud that could not be pasted on the wall. Pulled in and became her helper.

For this kind of fearless behavior of ignorant people, Jiang Zehan just watched with cold eyes at first. He didn't believe that they could make any troubles, so he didn't bother to care too much about them.

It's a pity that some people are not satisfied, and their appetites are so big that they want to swallow things that they can't digest at all. The repeated obstructions made Jiang Zehan more and more unbearable, and then...

Jiang Zehan's eyes were still glued to the portrait in the mourning hall, and the corners of his mouth twitched indistinctly, like a smile, but without any emotion.

"You will be lazy, run to the corner and pretend to be depressed, and leave other things to us to do. I am your friend and assistant, why do I feel like your nanny..." Du Lei Complaining, she sat down next to Jiang Zehan and tugged at her tie, "Although saying such things is not very respectful to the deceased, but early death and early death, your brother passed away, I always feel relieved."

Jiang Zehan glanced at him, his expression unchanged, but the cold look in his eyes made Du Lei a little nervous.

Lowering his voice, Du Lei moved closer to Jiang Zehan, and asked in a low voice that only the two of them could hear, "I know you've been unhappy with your brother for a long time, and he's been making trouble for you, but...cough, You couldn't have hired someone to do this car accident, could you?"

"...Do you think I did it?" Jiang Zehan's tone was so calm that it was impossible to guess his thoughts.

"...Although I don't really want to think this way, after all, murder or something..." Du Lei coughed lightly, with some disapproval on his expression, "But the conflict of interest between him and you should be the biggest... ..."

"Conflict of interest..." Jiang Zehan chuckled, "I haven't put him in my eyes yet, he's just a clown."

Du Lei looked relieved, "That is to say, it was just a pure accident?"

Jiang Zehan didn't answer directly, but just lowered his eyes, "Even if it wasn't me, he blocked the way of many people and caused trouble for many people. The interests can never be clearly divided."

"You mean..." Du Lei was startled, "It's the Wang family, or..." He glanced at Zhang Ying, who was whispering with the guests at the door, and hesitated, "...Is it the Zhang family?"

"It doesn't matter who it is?" Jiang Zehan's eyes were gloomy, with some invisible sarcasm, "For us, this was just an accident. Since we didn't participate in it, the less people know the secret, the better. , isn't it?"

"Indeed." Du Lei understood, and looked up at Jiang Zechen's portrait with a bit of pity on his face, but he didn't speak any more.

Jiang Zechen's friends are pitifully few, and few of them are able to stand on the stage. If it is not for the reasons of Jiang Zehan and Jiang's family, maybe even a memorial service will not be able to support the scene.

Of course, as the guests who came to offer condolences for the sake of Jiang Zehan and the Jiang family, it is obviously impossible for many people to sincerely mourn this notorious second-generation ancestor who has no intersection, so Jiang Zechen's memorial service did not last long. The funeral, followed by the burial.

After returning home, Jiang Zehan was a little tired. Obviously, during the whole memorial service, he just sat in the corner as a relative who was too sad to entertain the guests. He hardly did anything, but the feeling of exhaustion lingered all over him. Do not go.

Slack, dazed, lazy, it seems that he can't get up to do anything, even if he closed his eyes and died in front of him, even if he finished the memorial service for him, he still looked at his urn buried, but Jiang Zehan still had an unreal feeling, that Jiang Zechen was still alive, and seemed to run out suddenly at any time, with the usual unflattering appearance, making him speechless with anger, but he couldn't help it. Don't help him clean up the mess.

——The moment Jiang Zehan learned that he was in a car accident and was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, Jiang Zehan's mind went blank, and such a sense of unreality like falling into a dream began to exist from then on.Until he rushed to the hospital as quickly as possible, and was told by the doctor that Jiang Zechen was still in danger and might die at any time, he was calm and panicked.

After spending a long time, he finally got the doctor's approval and went into the ward to visit him. When Jiang Zehan saw Jiang Zechen lying pale on the hospital bed, breathing weakly, he suddenly had a feeling that his younger brother at this time made him inexplicably Compassion arose.

—— Well-behaved, obedient, no longer causing trouble, no longer making him angry, if his younger brother continues like this, how good would it be?

——Of course, it's just thinking about it. The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change. The current fragile and well-behaved appearance is just because he has to. Once Jiang Zechen recovers, it will become an illusion.

Regardless of whether it was an accident or planned by someone, Jiang Zehan felt that perhaps Jiang Zechen's death would be the best.

Without his obstruction—even if he never took this obstruction into his eyes—Jiang Zehan would be able to grasp Jiang more easily, and he was also tired, tired of being a good brother all the time, tired of taking care of and pampering himself for a moment. A worry-free younger brother, and while his younger brother is being taken care of by him, he will always bite back, like an unfamiliar vicious dog.

Jiang Zechen no longer needs to exist, so it's good to die.

Slightly closing his eyes, leaning on the swivel chair in the study, Jiang Zehan found that he had clearly gotten rid of Jiang Zechen completely, but his mind seemed to be still constantly revolving around him, and all he could not get rid of was his figure.The memories from childhood to adulthood have been turned over by memories, which caused him a headache. Every corner of the Jiang family seems to be the shadow of Jiang Zechen, some when he was a child, and some after he grew up. Even Du Lei When he called, he almost blurted out "What trouble did Jiang Zechen cause again?".

——Everything made Jiang Zehan extremely irritable.

The study door was knocked lightly twice, and after Jiang Zehan responded, Zhang Ying walked in with a cup of coffee, smiling sweetly.

Without the sadness she pretended at the memorial service, Zhang Ying looked radiant. A beautiful silk nightgown outlined her figure extremely gracefully, but it couldn't arouse Jiang Zehan's interest at all.

Looking at the coffee cup in Zhang Ying's hand, Jiang Zehan frowned indistinctly. Although he didn't say anything, Zhang Ying, who had been observing his expression carefully, noticed it.

Sighing softly, she put down the coffee cup. Zhang Ying was sure that Jiang Zehan would never touch this cup again, so she couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Sure enough, I was overthinking it. Even if Jiang Zechen died, you wouldn't treat me like that." What's changed."

Jiang Zehan glanced at Zhang Ying, and expressed his doubts straightforwardly with his eyes - he had no idea what Zhang Ying was talking about.

"...Actually, I've always been a little jealous of Jiang Zehan." Zhang Ying shrugged her shoulders and leaned against the desk next to Jiang Zehan, her slightly trembling eyelashes made her look a little fragile, "Because he is the only one who can touch Jiang Zehan. Even if I marry you and become your wife, Mrs. Jiang, and live under the same roof with you, I have never been treated like this."

"...I just got used to it." Jiang Zehan glanced at the coffee cup, but in the end he didn't force himself to pick it up, "We grew up together."

"I know." Zhang Ying smiled lightly, "Is that... If I stay by your side all the time, ten or even twenty years later, can I still be treated like this?"

"I don't know." Jiang Zehan frowned.

"You've always been too lazy to coax me." Zhang Ying was used to Jiang Zehan's attitude, she shook her head helplessly, "You... your patience has always been pitifully small, and it's all on Jiang Zechen's body , so even if you did this premeditatedly, I have always envied him, envied you for being so considerate, gentle, and patient to him—now that he is dead, is it possible for you to put your patience on me from now on?"

Jiang Zehan looked away from Zhang Ying, feeling a little impatient, "I don't know that either."

"...So... Tonight, will you go to sleep in my room?" Zhang Ying asked the last question.

"Probably not, I'm not interested today." Jiang Zehan flatly refused.

"I see." Zhang Ying nodded, said good night politely and politely, turned and left the study room, and the moment Jiang Zehan opened the door, she suddenly had a desire to stop her—and then asked her What is the cause of Jiang Zechen's death?

However, in the end he still didn't ask, because it didn't make any sense.

Whether accidental or man-made, he acquiesced in his death, even condoned his death.

—Yes, that man is dead.

The only person he watched growing up, the only person allowed to enter his territory, was dead, the person who foreshadowed his whole life of patience and gentleness, but he didn't care about it at all, was dead, the one who made his sight early I got used to running around him, and the person who is always vigilant and watching his every move is dead...

From then on, Jiang Zehan was the only one left in his world, lonely and empty. He was the ultimate winner, but he felt no joy when he won, as if he had lost something.

——However, this is his choice, and he has no regrets.