fair retaliation

The next night, still in the VIP room of No. 001 full of equipment, Ye Jinghui lazily lay on the bed and re-watched the rather realistic news. When he saw the scene of the car accident, he pressed the pause button.

"How many people participated in this car accident performance?"

"They are all acquaintances of Mr. Alex. The reporter and cameraman have also colluded with the TV station. They should not be discovered."

"That's good, it's safe. Alas, this time I have to spend again."

Uncle Zhong paused, then suddenly said: "Today, Mr. Si came to the shop again and ordered a rainbow of seven colors."

Ye Jinghui was startled, and replied: "Really."

"Yesterday, with me, he buried the fake ashes in the most beautiful cemetery in Beishan, and presented a lot of flowers. He stood in front of the grave for an hour, looking... very painful."

"There is no need to report these to me." Ye Jinghui interrupted him suddenly.

After a long silence, Uncle Zhong said again: "The store manager, it seems that you have gone too far this time. I think Mr. Nasi really likes you."

"Uncle Zhong, how long have you been with me?" Ye Jinghui said lightly.

"Ten years."

"Ten years." Ye Jinghui smiled, still with a casual expression: "You have been with me for so long, you should know what kind of person I am. I am most annoyed by these feelings."

Uncle Zhong paused: "But, I very much hope that someone really likes you and treats you well."

Ye Jinghui said calmly: "It's... not worth it to show true affection to me. Because I can't give anything in return."

Uncle Zhong didn't speak any more.

Ye Jinghui paused slightly: "Since that person is dead, he can give up. Let this relationship end."

Ye Jinghui is a man full of scheming and evil. Although he likes to tease people, he never takes anyone into his heart, and he is extremely indifferent to feelings.

This time, the careful planning made the "twin" die just because he knew Siming's persistent nature, and if he didn't die, he wouldn't give up.

But now, Siming has really stepped into this game, but Ye Jinghui doesn't feel relaxed at all.

At that moment, he suddenly wanted to know, if he really died, would someone offer a flower and shed a tear in front of the grave?

Although the answer to this question is obvious, no one would be sad because of his death, at most Xiao Yi would go to the grave and sigh twice, and his brother and younger brother would go to the grave and roll their eyes twice.But the moment Uncle Zhong said that Siming went to choose the most beautiful cemetery and lay flowers in front of the grave, his heart trembled inexplicably!He suddenly wanted to take another look at Siming's sad face, because he knew that maybe no one would treat him so sincerely in the future.

In fact, even if it doesn't, it's no big deal.

He is used to being alone, and he is still alone now, even when he dies, he is still alone.

Don't put anyone on your heart, and don't be on anyone's heart.This is Ye Jinghui's principle of doing things, and only in this way can he live as he pleases and freely.

Just occasionally, there will be some loneliness.

……

That night, Siming hugged the cat alone and watched the night view on the top floor of the Xingyun Building.

On a rare weekend, Si Jie, who was on vacation, also came to eat his brother's cooking. In the middle of the night, Si Jie got up to go to the bathroom, and was suddenly startled by his brother's lonely back.

Si Jie ran over and said, "Brother, what are you doing standing there in the middle of the night?"

Siming turned around and asked suddenly, "Do you like animals like cats?"

Si Jie glanced at the kitten in his arms, and saw that his brother was stroking the cat's head over and over again with his fingers. His heart softened, and he also reached out to touch the cat's head. The cat rubbed against his palm and jumped up with a meow. To Si Jie's arms.

Siming continued: "Someone once raised a cat and a dog and took care of them like treasures for many years. Later, when that person went on a business trip, he temporarily fostered the cat and dog with a friend. When he came back, he went to After taking back the two pets, the dog happily jumped into the owner's arms. But the cat bit him hard."

Si Jie wondered: "Brother, is the dog you mentioned, Peter, the one who killed Peter to remind you when the car almost hit you? The cat is..." Si Jie glanced at the cat in his arms, He sent it back to his brother, "This one?"

Siming gently touched the head of the black cat, and said with a smile: "Yes, the cat is still alive. It has been with me for five years, and it will bite my fingers mercilessly when it is angry. I haven’t succeeded in biting either.” He spoke very calmly, but the pun was meaningful, “I was tricked once, and it’s impossible for me to make the same mistake a second time.”

Si Jie stood there blankly, and asked after a while, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Maybe my idea is wrong." Siming paused slightly, "Some people, no matter how nice you are to him, he won't appreciate it, and even find you annoying. For those who treat feelings like a trifle, be gentle. It doesn't work."

"Uh...who are you talking about?"

"You have seen that person too."

Siming called up a photo from the computer in the study, and the file name was "Liu Hui" in large characters.

"Look at this photo, do you recognize it?"

Si Jie muttered: "Well, I think he looks familiar. It seems that I have seen him somewhere."

"When you went to the bar to find your classmates that night, we had a conflict with the hooligans in the bar, remember."

"Oh, yes!" Si Jie suddenly realized, "It's the red card in the nightclub who is not afraid of death to seduce you and ask you to sell yourself to pay off your debts, isn't it?"

"Well, yes. Think again, where else have you seen it?"

"Uh... Indeed, I seem to have seen it somewhere before?" Si Jie lowered his head and pondered for a long time, then suddenly slapped his forehead, "That's right! Didn't you pick me up at the airport the day I came back from a trip abroad? A super luxury sports car with an S-shaped route crashed into it, and your headlights were damaged by him. He also said that we deliberately reversed the car and hit him, and said that my blushing was caused by a guilty conscience. Upsurge! The cheeky driver without a driver's license...is that the one?"

Siming nodded appreciatively and said, "Yeah, I was busy with clients those few days, so I actually forgot about it."

"Haha, bro, it's really enjoyable for you to send him to the police station! But these days, even MB has such a beautiful car, it's really a declining world."

Siming paused slightly: "Do you remember his license plate number?"

"Well, it seems to be BC91222. At that time, I was still wondering why there were three 2s in a row. Why do you ask this?"

"Did you read the news the day before yesterday? This car was destroyed in a car accident. The driver with poor driving skills was also killed on the spot."

Si Jie was shocked and said: "Ah... I heard from my classmates that there were reports of people drinking and driving in the news, how could it be him..."

Siming suddenly said: "Ajie, do you believe that the news you saw on TV may be fake?"

Si Jie stuck out his tongue: "Probably not? Didn't the reporters report to the scene of the car accident in the news?"

Siming didn't answer, but smiled slightly, and said, "It's really difficult for him to use the TV station to set up this situation. It's a pity that he missed one thing after all his calculations. The fly in the ointment, on the contrary, showed his flaws. If he didn’t take the initiative to get the red sports car, I almost forgot the key.” Siming sighed softly: “His greatest advantage is his intelligence. But his greatest weakness is He's too smart... This Ye Jinghui is really a wonderful person."

That night, Ye Jinghui had a dream. He dreamed that he was still in that big yard in New York, far away.

It was spring at that time, and on a sunny afternoon, wearing a white sportswear and holding a shovel, he dug three holes by the pool and planted the saplings he had bought with great difficulty.

Ye Jingwen stood beside him and laughed at him: "Why are you planting willow trees, so that your son will have information to write essays in the future?"

Ye Jinghui pretended to be serious and said: "You heartless guy, my brother can't bear you, why don't you plant a tree to commemorate you?"

Ye Jingwen frowned: "I can't figure out what my image has to do with this willow tree?"

Ye Jinghui smirked and said, "You are 'suffering' like a willow tree."

Ye Jingwen, who was still young at that time, didn't know what shou meant, so he gave him a blank look and said, "Eat more and you'll get fat."

Ye Jinghui just laughed there, out of breath.

Later, Ye Jingwen seemed to realize that he was tricked by his brother, so he ignored him, went back to the house to pack his luggage, and went to the airport that afternoon.A few days later, the elder brother Ye Jingxi also went to another city to go to school. When he left, his back was still indifferent and alienated, and he didn't even say goodbye.Then, Tianyu and Dongcheng collaborated on a big project, and their parents also left. The two of them walked together, and they didn't even have time to see their backs.

Ye Jinghui didn't remember how old he was at that time, but he only knew that when he stood in front of the window and stretched out his hand, he could just reach the top of the window.

Later, when her mother came back, she asked Ye Jinghui if he would be lonely by himself.

Ye Jinghui said, no.

Mom said, you are a dead duck with a stubborn mouth.

Perhaps it was because of laughing too much in the dream, when Ye Jinghui woke up, he felt his abdomen was still throbbing. He took a breath, but the phone next to his pillow was vibrating non-stop.

Picking it up casually, it turned out to be the alarm clock of the memo, which said, Jingwen's birthday.

Turn on the bedside lamp, and the skeleton wall clock on the wall points to 12 o'clock in the morning, and today is exactly March 3.

Ye Jinghui sat up, stroked his hair a little irritably, and sent a text message.

"Happy birthday, little brother."

Soon I got a reply from Ye Jingwen.

"You are really stubborn. Every time you wish, you have to pinch zero. After so many years of pinching, I have to wait for your text message every time I celebrate my birthday. I am frightened."

Ye Jinghui laughed: "I didn't pinch the zero on purpose this time, I just woke up from a nightmare."

"You actually have nightmares?"

"I'm a normal human too, well, of course I have nightmares."

"Oh, I thought you only had sex dreams."

"Kids, don't talk nonsense." Ye Jinghui smiled, and changed the topic: "Jingwen, do you think it is possible to fall in love with someone after only being together for two or three days?"

"Two or three days is certainly possible. Love also needs to pay attention to efficiency. Are you in love with someone else, or is someone else in love with you?"

"Barely the latter kind."

"I will mourn for that person. He must have blurred his eyes on impulse. Don't worry, he will regret it in a short time."

"That's a shame you said."

"No matter how much I say, I don't deserve a beating like you."

"Chatting with you will make you feel worse and worse."

"Me too."

"Then let's not talk."

"Well, go to bed early."

Ye Jinghui raised the corners of his lips and turned off the phone.

But because of the startled awakening, he could no longer fall back asleep.

In the dream, the mother's eyes were soft, and she asked if you would be lonely, which aroused Ye Jinghui's chills.

In fact, she was wrong.

I value money, value rights, value alcohol, and value sex. After living alone for so many years, I feel free and comfortable. It has nothing to do with the word loneliness, and I hate talking about love.He has always felt that feelings will only become the weakness of human beings, and it will only make people's IQ drop like an idiot.

However, his body temperature is naturally cool, and he often wakes up in the middle of the night.

Only at this time, he would occasionally wonder if it would be better if there was someone by his side.

It's a pity that he has a habit of never keeping a bed partner overnight, so every time he wakes up in the middle of the night and wants to talk to someone, he can only see his lonely shadow in front of the huge French windows.

Perhaps at this time, the word loneliness will flash in my mind.It just passed by.

Volume Three