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"...pay off the usury first. Li Ziqing. When Su Juan dies, take care of grandma. Everything... I leave everything to you."

?? After Su Jiao said this soft word that is rare in life, he walked back with a limp step, and helped the old lady beside him wipe away tears: "Grandma, please don't be sad."

?? There are so many words of comfort, but Su Jiao can't say a word.This old lady became a widow at a very young age, and pulled Su Juan to grow up, but Su Juan was a born lunatic? After studying, she often didn't come back to see her for several years, and after having Su Jiao and Li Ziqing, she became more like a perverted control Kuang also forbids his mother to touch these two children, especially Su Jiao.

??In his heart, Su Jiao, like Xu Lianyun, may be just an object of his "love",? It must grow according to his heart, and controlling him is just a way of "love".

?? To Su Jiao, ? this grandma didn't have much impression, ? just felt pitiful.

?? There are so many poor people in the world, who is going to pity them.

He stood up slowly, pulled Jane Shiyi's sleeve, and whispered, "Let's go."

"But I still..." Jian Shiyi took out the half-folded document bag in her arms, "The contract for the script hasn't been signed yet."

"What contract?" Su Juan didn't seem to be sick at all. Hearing this sentence, he struggled, and Li Ziqing hurriedly "untied" him.

??Jian Shiyi and Su Jiao looked at each other, seeing that he didn't object, so he slowly unfolded the file bag, took out a few thin papers inside, and reached out to help Su Juan up from the ground with Li Ziqing who looked confused. , "The contract given by the planner of Shunhua Films, I want to talk to Mr. Su about the new script. I know you should still have a few scripts that have not been released yet, and they came to buy them out of the name."

?? "Music..." Su Juan chewed the two words between his teeth, but did not give any vivid reaction. Li Ziqing first became excited anxiously: "Master!"

??Jian Shiyi held the contract, with an expression like an elite in charge of finance and economics, and stacked the contract and the document bag together in a businesslike manner: "Mr. Su, can we let us enter the house?"

??Li Ziqing was not very willing to let Su Jiao in, but the contract Jian Shiyi brought was a life-saving medicine. He nodded quickly: "Okay, okay, Master, let's go in first, first into the house."

??Su Jiao entered the house in such a non-embarrassing situation. The house was almost as cold as the outside, the living room was too small for several people to stand, the stove in the middle was dying, and the windows were crooked in disrepair. But the house is warmer than the yard anyway.

??Jian Shiyi picked up a place that looked a little less stained and sat on the sofa, trying to explain the details of the contract to Su Juan, but Su Juan's face was always gloomy, as if he was not as happy as Li Ziqing and Su Jiao imagined.

??Li Ziqing took advantage of Su Juan's daze and pulled Su Jiao over, pulled him outside the door, took out the card in his chest pocket, and was about to stuff it back into Su Jiao's hand. Su Jiao, together with His hands were clamped together, as if grabbing a chicken with ease: "I told you, this money is not for Su Juan."

?? Li Ziqing didn't know whether it was out of hatred or what, his eyes were red, and he stared at him intently.

"The usurers will come to your door again, give them the money, and don't provoke them again." Li Ziqing wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Su Jiao: "Or do you have any way to deal with them? Su Juan is almost dead , no matter how much you hate me, you don't want him to die at the hands of usury."

?? Li Ziqing was holding the card tightly in his hand, tears fell down uncontrollably, and he wiped them away viciously.

?? Su Jiao's expression softened a little: "Don't cry. I didn't give anything away. Others don't know how Su Juan treats me, don't you know? Li Ziqing, I don't blame you. Since you hate me so much, in the future No more goodbyes."

?? Li Ziqing was crying so much that he was about to cry out. Sobbing, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Su Jiao's skirt, and wiped his tears on his clothes.

??Su Jiao moved her fingers, hesitated for a moment, then raised her hand and gently placed it behind his back.

?? "You... have worked hard on you too." Su Jiao said softly.

??The courtyard is so dilapidated, and I don't know how a cowardly boy like Li Ziqing survived the severe cold and despair day after day.

??When Su Jiao was running around under lights and cameras, and when he was accompanied by assistants serving tea and water, he could only guard the dilapidated courtyard of the old and the crazy, fearing that there would be no tomorrow.Should he hate himself?Su Jiao glanced at the gradually darkening sky outside.

?? He is obviously a little stick who will only hide behind him in fights. He is so weak that he can't save the desperate situation, so he can only resent others and all other things he can resent.

?? Those malicious words and deliberately tricky viciousness, in fact, he just hated himself more.

?? But who is to blame for this tragedy?

??Su Juan fell ill like a lunatic, forcing Su Jiao to live according to his will. If Su Jiao refused, he would intensify the beatings. How could Su Jiao get home.

?? Li Ziqing, an orphan born cowardly and timid, was deeply trapped in it, afraid of being abandoned, and unable to break free.

??Li Ziqing was lying on Su Jiao's body and hadn't finished crying when the sound of smashing things came from the room. Su Jiao and Li Ziqing hurriedly pushed the door and went in. Su Juan tore apart the still unfinished piece of paper under everyone's gaze. The formed contract kept yelling "I don't need you to pity me", "Get out", "Get out", Jian Shiyi was startled by his sudden violent behavior, and Su Jiao limped a few steps silently Pulling him up quickly, Jian Shiyi really couldn't communicate with a crazy person, so he could only watch him smash the few things left at home.

??Su Jiao stretched out his hand and patted Jian Shiyi's back, pursed his lips: "Forget it, let's go."

??Jian Shiyi squeezed Su Jiao's shoulder. In fact, he really wanted to tell Su Juan that Su Jiao and I really loved each other and that I would treat him well, but in the end he still didn't say so.

?? He only stretched out his hand to support Su Jiao and walked out.

?? Just as the two of them stepped out of the courtyard, Su Juan rushed out again and threw something at Su Jiao's back. — That thing was obviously not light, and Jian Shiyi's hand was numb with pain when it hit it.

?? I picked it up and found that it was a brass watch.

??It looks old, but it has been wiped clean and worn smooth. It seems that the owner of the watch must be playing with it in his hand from time to time.Jian Shiyi frowned slightly, because he found that this mechanical watch should be very valuable.

?? Before he could figure out the reason here, Su Jiao caught sight of the watch, and suddenly turned his head to look at Su Juan who was standing in the courtyard.

??Su Juan seems to have thrown his life away.The whole person suddenly stood upright, and his already thin body looked even more pitiful.

?? "Take it, get out..."

?? This is the last sentence that Su Jiao said in his life.

??Li Ziqing cried and helped him up, walked to the door with hesitation, took a deep look at Su Jiao, his eyes didn't know what emotion was in his eyes, and closed the door in the gradually falling night.

??Su Jiao swayed at the sound of closing the door, Jian Shiyi hurriedly supported him, but Su Jiao grabbed the roof of the car and grabbed the watch.

"Yes... it's hers..." Su Jiao suddenly seemed to lose her voice, and stood there for a while, unable to move, and he seemed to be unable to hear Jian Shiyi talking to him.

?? It is Xu Lianyun's relic.

??Xu Lianyun once said to Xiao Sujiao, who was only five years old, that this watch was made for her by a designer who knows art very well. The name is "Monologue".

?? She said that she hoped that Su Jiao could follow her "monologue" and choose a unique life.

?? She wore this "monologue" and starred in three films together, two of which won international awards; she also jumped from the eighth floor wearing it.

?? "Monologue" is more like a silent record of her glory and decline, like a silent and blank inheritance and hope.

?? The watch was taken off by Su Juan himself from her wrist which was smashed into a puddle of blood.

??Su Juan has always enshrined this watch in the most sacred position. He has both a crazy desire for monopoly and a humble chaser.

??Now he probably knows that he is going to die.

?? Before leaving, he finally decided to hand over this "monologue" to Su Jiao.It's like throwing away all the grievances and pains of so many years.

??I don't know if he acquiesced in Su Jiao's inheritance of "her" art, but the relationship between their father and son has finally come to an end.

??Jian Shiyi was frightened by his snow-white face: "Su Jiao! Su Jiao!"

?? Su Jiao was pulled out by the rare panic on Jian Shiyi's face, just like a person who has been drowning in the mud for a long time and is dying of hypoxia is suddenly pulled out of the mud by his hands.

??Oxygen, mist, light, wind sound, and human temperature all rushed towards him in an instant.

"Su Jiao... are you... crying?"

??Jane Shiyi held his face with both hands, and wiped the corners of his eyes and cheeks that were soaked unconsciously.

?? "I don't," Su Jiao said, "I don't."

??Why would he cry? He is Su Jiao.

??He didn’t cry when he was tied to the furniture by Su Juan and he was bleeding; he didn’t cry when he saw Xu Lianyun lying on the ground in a bloody mess and being watched by the crowd as a monster; he was hungry for several days and stuffed the last piece of sugar cake He didn't cry when it was given to Li Ziqing; everyone said that he was a vase worthy of being seen but not acting; he didn't cry when his hard work for so many years was trampled on as mud; He didn't cry when others had golden thighs to live... What is he crying now?

??Is it time to cry?

??Jian Shiyi frowned, Su Jiao's tears seemed to be tearing at his heart, Jian Shiyi's fingers trembled uncontrollably, he didn't know what to do.

??Su Jiao is the only person he can care about, but this person is full of scars, and the pain is like a severe infectious disease. Jian Shiyi was tortured by the sharp pain and wished he could not replace it.

??Su Jiao clenched the watch in his hand, opened the car door silently, and sat in.

?? "...Let's go, find a place to live first. It's too late."

?? Su Jiao's throat was dry and he almost lost the strength to speak.

??Jane Shiyi fastened the seat belt for him, looked at him for three seconds at a very close distance, and finally stretched out her hand to brush the hair on his forehead, closed her eyes and kissed him on the forehead.

?? Like a drop of water suddenly fell into a quiet lake.

?? Su Jiao's breathing stopped suddenly.

??Stay in place at a loss as if I have never felt warmth in my life.

??The luxury car was only left in the mud for a few hours, and then turned around and left this ignorant and heavy place. It was scarred and covered with moonlight, like a lonely and downcast emperor, as if preparing to return to their brilliance go.

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